#i love you bertholdt hoover i love you so much

[tender-hearteddd]

I actually think bertholdt hoover is super duper strong for having the weight of his father’s health on his back while also dealing with his best friend getting too lost in the role and his other best friend ignoring his existence while the both of them both depended on him to commit atrocities no one should ever bare witness to in the name of becoming warriors for their own selfish reasons when that oaf just wanted his father to be okay lol

[cadriox]

Beruhan doodles for the people

[jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd]

How would the aot boys react if they heard a rumor that reader has a crush on them

i heard a rumor….

eren jaeger is so nosey when he hears the rumor going around. he’s intrigued by your crush on him and he wants to know every little detail, of course by everyone else and not you. he gathers everyone’s opinion and saves you for last. he doesn’t beat around the bush; he tells you he knows that you’re crushing hardcore on him. he’s playful and witty, trying to get you all flustered.

armin arlert, bless his heart, tries to be cool about it. and he does a fairly good job you think. he often finds ways to get you two alone but he never makes a bold move. he asks if he can help you do things, tries to find common interests, etc. you know he knows because you find him trying to spend too much time with you, not that you’re complaining. he just lets things take their course.

jean kirsteins plays the disinterested, too-cool-for-you character. he’s damn good at it too. his actions and short replies hurt your ego and your heart. so, you give him the same treatment back. this, he’s not a fan of. he demands that you tell him why you’re treating him like this and you respond that you’re just dishing out what he is. that makes him go ‘oh’ and it results in a very around the bush way of telling you he has some sort of feelings for you but he was trying to repress it.

connie springer grins from ear to ear for days end when he hears the news. he was already crushing on you big time and now that you like him back, he’s convinced your soulmate. shamelessly, connie asks (it’s more of a statement) that you go on a date. you cant believe he knows. you want to just disappear when he confronts you but he doesn’t understand why. “am i coming on too strong? hold on, i can get weak in the knees real quick.”

levi ackerman acts like he doesn’t know about your feelings for him. his behavior isn’t much different than when he didn’t know- his eye’s just tend to linger on you a bit longer. his gaze makes you feel…violated. it’s like he’s looking right through you or undressing you with his eyes. hard to tell. he continues driving you crazy in various subtle ways until you can’t take it anymore and wind up confessing at him in a ‘why are you doing this to me’ moment. he just laughs.

reiner braun's interest is piqued, that's for sure. he's not so smooth about it, always turning into a flustered mess when he's around you. you, now beginning to panic he knows your secret, turn into a shorter flustered mess. your awkwardness makes all your friends laugh and they just tease you more, which causes more stuttering and the cycle repeats. eren's the one who finally sets you up, not able to bare any more of reiner's incoherence.

bertholdt hoover makes the brave decision of telling you how he feels. he doesn't pick the greatest time. he tells you in front of all your friends and that leaves you feeling a little pressured. so, you get up and drag him away from everyone. the two of you share a raw confessional in peace and quiet. it leaves your heart full.

zeke jaeger texts you as soon as eren tells him. he doesn't wait for any more clarification. the text reads, heard you're basically in love with me. I'll pick you up later: a man of his word, he comes and picks you up. you try to him he's ridiculous but he knows you're his future wife.

erwin smith does his best to avoid you. a crush is meaningless to him.but fuck, the way you look at him makes his heart stop. he's beginning to think that there's something wrong with him- he can't breathe when you're around him. one night, he has too much wine to drink and accidentally lets it slip that he knows. he decides he doesn't care anymore and kisses you on the forehead, leaving you confused about the way he feels about you.

porco galliard's too fucking cocky. he starts spreading the rumor himself once he gets wind of it. he tells everyone he knows, bragging about it over and over. the rumor makes it's way back to you and you want to cry. so, that's what you do. you know everyone knows, so he must know. porco catches you crying and is upset with himself for spreading it. he didn't know you'd be so embarassed, considering he ‘obviously feels the same way’

please go read my jean fic 🤍

[arlerts-angel]

❝HOW CAN YOU KNOW HOW TO LOVE IF YOU CHANGE YOUR MIND AGAIN?❞

this one's for those with fuckboy tendencies! you're their favorite game to play.

a/n: some of these may be out of character, don't worry — it's just for the fic! i really like how this came out regardless 😌 18+ MDNI

cw: various characters x afab!reader, mean!dom characters, porn with no plot, overstim (f), dacryphilia, penetrative sex (piv)

he knows you're sitting by your phone waiting for him to text.

he gets off on making you wait... it keeps you on your toes. it's a sick mindgame and he's the only one having fun.

he strings you along, leaving you on read for hours until his cock starts to ache. his hand won't satisfy him, though. he needs his oblivious little cocksleeve.

even he doesn't know why you let him fuck with your head like you do. maybe you're just as twisted as him for enjoying the way he toys with your mind (and body).

it's just that when he's good, he's just so good. he eats your pussy like it's his last meal. the way he swirls his tongue on your clit and fucks his fingers into you is criminal. the way he fucks you like you're nothing, too. there's not a drop of care for you when his cock bullies against your cervix, nor your overstimulated clit from your fourth orgasm.

the only thing he loves more than your cum on his sheets are your tears. he loves making you cry. "fuckin' crybaby. you can take it. 'm almost there." he groans. "too much–! 's too much... please–!" you cry. he grins devilishly at your whines before his face contorts. "fuck–!" he hisses and pulls out to cum on your ass.

he's terrible at aftercare, but he's kind enough to let you stay the night. "you know where the towels are if you wanna shower. try not to wake me up." he grumbles and gets into bed.

the next morning when you get home, he's already texting you.

"you left and didn't say bye?"

aw. maybe he does care.

tetta kisaki, light yagami, eren jaeger, hanma shuji, nishio nishiki, ayato kirishima, zeke jaeger, bertholdt hoover, connie springer, jean kirstein, suguru geto, toji fushiguro

[plutoccult]

BRINGING THEM TO THANKSGIVING (PART TWO)

characters: reiner braun, bertholdt hoover, levi ackerman, erwin smith, and hange zoe (gender neutral pronouns for hange!)

description: headcanons on taking your favorite aot characters home to your family for thanksgiving.

read part one here

author’s note: hello! thank you for all the love on the first part of these headcanons. from my love all mine blowing up to also part one of the thanksgiving headcanons, i’m over the moon. i hope these headcanons are just as good, and happy (early) thanksgiving to those who celebrate! maybe i’ll do something christmas related in the future? in the meantime, i’m working on the next part of my haikyuu x the office au, and i hope more people will check it out! <3

REINER BRAUN:

— listen, i love this man, but he’s a mess. he wants to impress your family so bad! it’s so bad that he’s so in his head that he can’t even focus on having a good time. it’s not until you have a little talk with him in private and insist he let loose and try to have fun that he evades his overthinking head.

— despite his mess of a brain, he’s a total catch in the eyes of your grandmother and aunties. they think he’s a total HOTTIE! they can’t believe you bagged him, but at the same time are so impressed. you can’t help but roll your eyes at such comments while reiner has a hard time believing he’s that attractive.

— even if he’s not as tall as bertholdt, he’s still so tall, but has a better time navigating his stature as compared to his much taller best friend. your little cousins are quite amazed by his build, and he basically puts all the men in your family to shame in terms of muscle. good for you, honestly.

— at dinnertime, he feels more at ease and not as nervous when it came to making a good impression. he already left a positive mark on thanksgiving, and that mark continued throughout the rest of the night. everyone sure had no problem making sure that big boy was fed and was thrilled how much he loved everything. all in all, a success.

BERTHOLDT HOOVER:

— bertholdt is such a shy man!! my god!! he’s worse than reiner in terms of nervousness! no wonder they make such a great pair, they’re both wrecks. but bertholdt is sweaty, beet red mess when he walks through the door, and he can only pray no one notices and you don’t scold him for it (which you never would, but he can’t help but think you’ll do it anyway).

— he’s immediately overwhelmed by everyone greeting him all at once, a million words overlapping on another, and you have to tell everybody to call down and not scare him off right off the bat. bertholdt wouldn’t know what he’d do without you, really.

— honestly, take a shot every time someone mentions how tall bertholdt is. you’d be dead from alcohol poisoning before dinnertime, so don’t even try it. but seriously, everyone is so in awe of his height, it’s insane. you’re sometimes tempted to joke he’s not done yet growing just to make everyone sweat a little, but you don’t want to make your man even more flustered than he already is.

— unfortunately, bertholdt is too ridden with anxiety to properly eat his dinner, even if the small bites he ate were absolutely delicious. luckily for both of you, you get to take leftover plates home! the next day, he devoured his leftovers and ended up eating your plate too, but you weren’t mad. at least he enjoyed your family’s cooking in a place where he felt comfortable; at home with you.

LEVI ACKERMAN:

— you almost didn’t want to bring levi to thanksgiving. not because you didn’t want him to meet your family, but because he seemed so iffy on the subject of thanksgiving in the past. but, when you decided to take a chance and ask him about it, he was—much to your surprise—far more than willing to come along with you and even suggested the two of you bring a dish for the occasion (secretly because it was the one thing he could trust to eat).

— the two of you arrive, and you swore levi’s resting serial killer face would be the ultimate death of the holiday. your mother almost jumped when she opened the door and met levi’s piercing gaze, but was thankfully put at ease when he politely handed her the casserole he made with a soft smile. he was even nice enough to give her reheating instructions too. what a king.

— levi shockingly has a soft spot for children. you didn’t know that about him until now when you saw him cradling your baby niece in his arms with ease while she napped peacefully. the sight almost brought you to tears, seriously.

— even if levi didn’t have much of a family growing up, he could find solace in yours, secretly in his mind hoping he could always have things be this way. you were happy to see him happy, even if he had his own quirky ways of showing it, and you were so glad to have taken the leap to invite him to thanksgiving this year.

ERWIN SMITH:

— YOUR HONOR. i’m about to get oddly passionate about this for some reason, but hear me OUT. erwin is literally THEE man you want to bring home to meet your family. so serious. he’s every parent’s dream son-in-law. a father can only hope their child brings home someone like him, and luckily, you did!

— he’s such a charmer, oh my god. he just exudes bde, i’m not sorry (this is crazy coming from me, who was never a huge fan of erwin). he instantly wins over your family. you can’t even be shocked because he does this with every single person he meets, even you, who was swooned upon first meeting.

— he’s good with all the kids, just showing how more perfect he truly is, if that’s even humanly possible. everyone can’t stop talking about how awesome your man is, and you actually are proud of yourself for that. it’s about time you bagged an absolute 10 out of 10.

— when all is said and done, nobody wants him to go, they want him to stay forever! but don’t worry, he’ll come around for christmas, new year’s, and every other holiday after that.

HANGE ZOE:

— ah, my precious hange. they have their quirks, but that’s what makes them so wonderful, and that’s also why you fell for them in the first place. you can only hope your family falls for hange just like you did.

— honestly, hange just lights up the room. their presence has an instant effect on everyone, and some would argue the holiday for better once you two walked in together.

— i imagine hange talks about their inventions to your parents, showing examples of their previous work. it’s all impressive, really. you’ve got a real smarty pants on your hands, and your parents sure are happy about it! they’re just glad you’re not with someone who’s boring.

— they’re a total child at heart, not in a bad way. hange will play with the little ones as if they’re a kid themselves. they’ll even give out piggyback rides but with a little twist. the twist? bouncing around whilst a child is on their shoulders. thankfully, no one throws up.

— during dinner, hange probably thinks of good thanksgiving themed inventions and politely asks to write their ideas down on their phone since there’s a strict no phone rule at the dinner table. thankfully, your family can make an exception… as long as they’re mentioned in hange’s success story.

© plutoccult / 310802. please do not copy, repost, modify, or translate any of my content in or outside of tumblr. reblogs are appreciated <3

[pinkmirth]

Bertholdt being shy about how big his dick is has me kicking my feet n twirling my hair <33

He would 100% roll his hips against yours when you’re making out with him n then get shy when you’re surprised because you can feel how big n heavy his cock is sjfjakcnkand

𝒢ℰ𝒩𝒯ℒℰ 𝒢ℐ𝒜𝒩𝒯 . . !

𝓈𝓎𝓃ℴ𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: based on this post! a teensy-tiny drabble for bertl! my sweet big boy 💘

𝒸ℴ𝓃𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈: (700+ words of . . .) aged up!bertholdt hoover x fem!reader (black coded), nsfw/smut, bertl has a mega size kink, handjob, oral (m!receiving), penetrative sex, mention of bertl’s big bawls, lowercase intended, explicit language, minors shoo!

omfg sandie!!! now this is everything to me! there’s nothin’ like a giant man who can’t truly grasp just how large he is.

bertholdt is well aware of his height— since his earliest memories he’s towered over others, standing head and shoulder above them. but when it comes to size-size? bertl doesn’t fully register how big he is. this bashful man don’t got a clue in the world!

your reaction to bertl discarding his underwear is what gets him to finally understand. to you, he already looked fairly large when wearing his boxers, but witnessing the real thing proves to be a stark difference. you unashamedly observe your boyfriend’s fat dick as it throbs lewdly, free of any confines. he can feel your keen eyes fixate on him.

“you’re fuckin’ huge.” you release the airiest whisper.

to that, bertholdt’s breath catches in his throat, adam’s apple bobbing. he gets self-conscious, even more so than usual. a stream of questions swirl about in his head. is he too big? will you be able to handle him? are there even condoms in his size?

his worries quickly dissipate once you begin to wrap your dainty fingers around his cock. you stroke whatever you can manage to reach, touching down his shaft and twirling your hand over the precum-smeared tip. you gaze at his endowment with lust-blown eyes, seemingly appreciative of what he has to offer.

“how big are you, baby?” he doesn’t know. hell, he’s never cared to check or measure before now. your assumption is nine whole inches, maybe ten.

“i— fuck,” he lets a foul whine slip past, bringing a hand to cover his mouth. he shyly speaks through his slender fingers, “i-i’m not sure...” with a stammer, bertholdt instinctively rolls his hips, bucking against your hand. his pale-green eyes stay trained on how you can barely close your fingers around the base of his girthy dick. in that very moment, within the depths of his mind, he can practically hear a switch flicking— that’s the size kink he never knew he had, officially turning on.

following that experience, bertholdt’s shyness considering his length doesn’t get any better. he’s easily flustered, but also more self-aware than he’s ever been. bertl starts to notice how wide your plush lips stretch around his cockhead when taking him into your wet, pliant mouth. he finds it amusing; how you can’t mutter a word when he fills up your throat, weighty and pulsing against your tongue.

he admittedly likes to give himself a rush during sex, by sizing you up— placing his rigid cock onto your tummy, just to make an estimate of how far he’ll reach. before long, he brushes past your folds and pushes into your velvety cunt. you clamp down fervidly, eager to take all of him.

he’s settled in your womb. you’re so fucking full. “it’s big,” you brainlessly mewl. bertl interlocks his fingers with yours, cheeks dusted red. he makes slow, impassioned thrusts forward, swiveling his hips to plunge into you just right.

“is it too much, love?” bertholdt’s words spill out shakily, wavering breaths dropping from his agape mouth. dark shaggy bangs fall across his forehead. you thread your hand through his hair to help him brush it back. faint traces of sweat trail down his forehead. “uh-uh. it’s perfect, baby,” you reassure with a soothing smile, pressing your lips to his. he returns the haphazard kisses, immodestly groaning into your mouth.

you’re always given generously thick loads when he finishes, because his balls are fat and heavy, too. bertholdt is slowly, but surely, learning how to use his imposing size for your benefit.

[poisonsage808]

♡ Bertholdt Hoover Alphabet Prompt ♡

♡ A. Admitting feelings ♡

Do they admit it first? Wait for someone else? And how do they go about it?

He’d need to hear the words come out of your mouth first. Bertholdt’s in denial of his own feelings for a plethora of reasons. Selfishly, the mission aside, he doesn’t believe you could ever feel that way about him. When you admit your feelings though, for a moment, he can’t think of anything else.

♡ B. Bad Habit ♡

What bad habits do they have?

Biting the insides of his cheeks when he wanders too deep into the darker part of his mind.

Something that would undoubtedly affect you though? White lies or half truths, believe him, all he wants is to tell you everything. Whether it’s because words fail him or the risk of danger is too high… he just can’t.

♡ C. Commitment ♡

Do they want a five-minute thing? Marriage? House and a dog?

Bertholdt is a romantic. In his mind he’ll have it all with you; the perfect life. He hangs onto that moment as he wakes up, the breathe right before reality crushes itself back on his shoulders. He chooses to forget about everything else just to have that sweet dream in his grasp a little longer.

♡ D. Damage ♡

As in ‘what’s their damage’ are they a difficult person? Been hurt before and need help healing? Won’t let people in? ‘don’t give a fuck’ attitude?

There’s a lock on him from head to toe and the key is always kept just out of reach. You can tell when he wants to tell you something, his lips part but shut just as quickly and he averts his olive green eyes. It’s awful, this part of the dance where he takes two steps away from you but holds onto your hand like a lifeline.

‘I could help you,’ you want to say.

His eyes say he knows that to be true.

♡ E. Energy ♡

Would you have trouble keeping up with them? Extrovert/introvert/ambient?

Introvert! He doesn’t mind being in a large group or crowd but he might need to leave early. Being one on one with you or doesn’t drain his social battery. Reiner is a different case, as much as Bertholdt respects and appreciates him, it’s tiresome holding up a persona even for his closest friend. Everything about you is so effortless.

♡ F. First date ♡

Their ideal first date

There’s things Bertholdt’s never done himself that he would love to experience with you. What would you like most, though? Fantasies create themselves at inconvenient times; from getting ice cream and enjoying it together by a fountain, picking apples, walking along the beach and finding shells for each other, stargazing and talking deep into the night, to simply chatting with you over a game of chess.

Despite all the possibilities, he knows exactly what he’d do. He wants to cook you dinner, your favorite meal, with wine and candles— the whole nine yards! In his mind it goes perfectly, he’d be the man you deserve. He’d pull out your chair and tell you how nice you look that evening, then quickly stammer out how you look nice every day. You’d hold his hand and thank him, flash him that smile he’d die for. In actuality, it doesn’t go perfect by definition but it is perfect because you’re there.

♡ G. Gentle ♡

How gentle are they?

Agonizingly gentle. Bertholdt’s touch trembles slightly in the beginning but as he grows more comfortable with you, he relaxes. You might be frustrated at first when he touches you like your glass, then you realize that’s.. simply who he is. Gentle. His words can be firm when they need to be but he almost never raises his voice and especially not at you. There’s this unfailing softness to Bertholdt that only you get to endure.

♡ H. Honesty ♡

How open are they?

Bertholdt has secrets (obviously) but tells you as much as he can without crossing that line. The moment the bond between you two go deeper then camaraderie, he vows not to lie to you if he can help it. He progressively gets better about explaining how he feels which is an enormous leap for him to make. You make saying something as simple as “I’m not ok right now,” easier.

♡ I. I love you’s ♡

Who says it first?

It’s messy and jumbled and sickeningly sweet and absolutely Bertholdt. He’ll never forget it. You were so incredibly patient even when you knew exactly where his extremely long sentence was going. Your eyes sparkled, your smile nearly broke your face and a gentle blush dusted your cheeks. His heart hurt in a way he never thought capable then suddenly stopped as soon as the words left his lips. During the tiniest gap of silence before you responded, his sweaty palms ran over his thighs,

“I love you too,”

His heart exploded then.

♡ J. Jealous ♡

Are they jealous? How do they handle it?

Specific incidents where someone is deliberately flirting with you and Bertholdt is nearby— or dare they attempt right in front of him, mistaking his quiet nature for weakness. Insecurities bubble to the surface, his face flushed red in anger, terror grips at his heart at the thought of losing you. With a bit of gentle prying he can explain, thanks to you, how he feels and why.

Stars forbid someone made you uncomfortable or grabbed at you though. Entirely different situation that would have Bertholdt utterly livid. He handles himself gracefully, quickly and angles himself in front of you, staring down the person and silently threatening them with a furious glare. It’s rare to see that side of Bertholdt but oddly sweet to know he’d do that for you.

♡ K. Kiss ♡

What kind of kisser? Deep and passionate? Sloppy? Little pecks on the cheek?

Stars, he’s the sweetest kisser on the planet! Bertholdt asks almost every time if he can kiss you, even though he gives himself away by staring at your lips and tip toeing closer in an odd dance. His lips are soft at first but the intent, the need, the love, has electricity zapping straight to your heart every time they touch.

♡ L. Listen ♡

Do they hang off your every word or have selective hearing?

You wonder sometimes if he has a library in his mind of things you’ve said or offhandedly mentioned. Bertholdt challenges himself to remember every single word that leaves your lips, and wins. You couldn’t know this, but he wants to commit every detail of you, everything you’ve ever said to memory… in case he ever has to think about you in past tense.

♡ M. Maintenance ♡

Are they high maintenance? Low? Do they need more skincare products than you?

Shoulders down it looks like he’s in tip-top shape. His uniform is always pristine, no wrinkles in his casual clothes, no dirt on his boots at the beginning of the day. Hair? A short, unkempt, bed headed mess. You love it. Overall Bertholdt is a very clean person and always smells nice.

♡ N. Nest ♡

What does their room look like?

Similar to his appearance, his personal room would be neat and tidy. There’s personal touches, hobbies, a plethora of books but no pictures. Bertholdt always keeps his bed made and sheets washed—except for if you were to use it. Not for anything weird! He just likes the reminder you were there. Sometimes your shampoo lingers on the pillow case and brings him comfort for a little while, it makes sleeping alone easier.

♡ O. Opinion ♡

Opinions are like assholes, everyone has one. Do they listen to others’ views? Mansplain? Talk over or have a spirited debate?

Bertholdt doesn’t give his opinion without being prompted. If he thinks it will hurt someone’s feelings he’d rather not say it at all. He listens plenty and gathers information like he was trained to do. You, for whatever reason, always want to hear what he thinks even if you disagree. He doesn’t like not being on the same page as you, he feels like it’s arguing or will lead to one and will brew into resentment. It never has.

♡ P. Protection ♡

Are they overboard or level headed about protecting their loved ones?

Considering he joined the Warrior program for his father, it’s safe to say he would go through any lengths to protect his family. Annie and Reiner can take care of themselves for certain but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t worry or won’t help keep them safe, if he can. The same goes for his other, newer camrades.

You though? Bertholdt will carry out unspeakable acts if it means keeping you alive. He won’t charge in blind, definitely not in a situation where he knows you can handle yourself. But that silent promise is forever there.

♡ Q. Quirk ♡

What strange little personality quirks do they have?

You noticed it before he did and innocently pointed it out which made him so flustered he couldn’t speak the rest of the day. Bertholdt tries to make himself small. Pressing himself against walls, crouching, hugging his legs when he sits, etc. First was stunned that you paid enough attention to him to see this, then he reflected on it for longer than he’d like to admit.

♡ R. Reliable ♡

Can you count on them?

He asks himself this often. His head and gut say no but his heart and body screams yes. The only time he moves before he can think about what he’s doing is when it comes to you.

♡ S. Scent ♡

Their perfume/cologne/natural musk

Naturally he smells like cedarwood and plums. You don’t know what plums are yet, it’s a subtly sweet, fruity scent. Barely there yet clings to him. Sometimes you catch whiffs of leather.

♡ T. Temper ♡

What is their temper like? Quick to anger? Long fuse? How bad do they lose it?

Seldom have you ever seen him snap, it’s a bit frightening when it happens. Bertholdt is very restrained, he prides himself on it.

♡ U. Unwind ♡

How do they relax?

Relax? Bertholdt? He’s stressed so much it bleeds into his sleep! Jokes aside, he enjoys reading and playing chess, enjoyable and a nice distraction. If he’s too wound up to sit still for those he likes to cook, an even better distraction and dispels that extra nervous energy he may have.

Fun fact: mornings are his favorite time of day; the sun kissing the horizon in greeting before the pleasant chill gets stolen away by its heat. Bertholdt prefers to sleep in if he can but if he has a nightmare, or just happens to be awake, he likes the peacefulness of mornings.

♡ V. Value ♡

What’s their love language? What makes them feel special?

Giving and receiving, Bertholdt’s love languages are tied between words of affirmation and quality time.

♡ W. Welcoming ♡

How do they feel about PDA?

Bertholdt wants to be selfish for once in his life and keep you his secret. It’s mostly for your safety but he couldn’t say how temporary that is. He won’t hesitate to help you off the ground and let your hands linger but PDA isn’t for him.

However, you’ve both found a way around that bump with hidden affectionate acts. Sitting next to him during meals so your legs can touch, maybe even holding pinkies under the table or resting a hand on a knee.

♡ X. Xylophone ♡

What’s their song?

Iris - Goo Goo Dolls

So when everything feels like the movies

Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive

And I don't want the world to see me

'Cause I don't think that they'd understand

When everything's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am, hey

♡ Y. Yearning ♡

How do they act when separated?

Where are you going? How long will you be gone? Are you safe? Bertholdt has worse case scenarios zipping through his head faster than Survey Corps horses can run. It’s par the course for this life, he’s often reminded bitterly. It’s not dramatic to admit he’d be more comfortable if he could see you at all times.

Also he just misses you when you’re parted. Badly. While on the outside it looks as if he’s unbothered, his eyes roam for you if he knows you’re returning soon. He’s often compared to a lost puppy, which he can’t bring himself to deny strongly enough for anyone to believe.

♡ Z. Zzz ♡

Do they sleep a lot? Not enough? Night owl or early bird? Light sleeper or heavy?

When he finally does fall asleep it can be hard to wake him up. His sleeping positions are infamous and he doesn’t wake to the laughter that go on around him. A nightmare, a loud sound or a jolting shove would do the trick but Bertholdt’s a deep sleeper.

In your arms it’s a different story. He sleps peacefully the whole night and wakes up refreshed for a change. It’s always a good day when he can open his eyes and see you there beside him.

[callie-the-creator]

the 104th cadet corps boys and their kinks…

eren yeager - he’s a sucker for humiliation & bondage… no, i will not elaborate further (i’m going to do it anyway lol). but what he likes the most is coming home to see you writhing in your own heat, begging him to help you out, only to have him reject you. eren loves seeing you squirm. he’d have you either grind on his palm, boot, pillow, or thigh and try to pay you no mind. you have absolutely no idea how badly he wants to fuck you, but when i say ‘bondage,’ i don’t mean ropes or anything like that. if he ever thinks you’re misbehaving, eren will grab one hand to grasp both of your wrists and place them above your head.

armin arlert - i am a firm believer that armin is one of the most vanilla characters in all of aot, but he’s open minded to whatever you want to try! an example of this is when you mentioned the use of pegging—poor sweet boy didn’t know what on earth that was until you finally explained what it was (he turned as red as a tomato after that conversation. bless his heart). it’s ironically become one of his favorite things to do, he enjoys being claimed by you and seeing how excited you get whenever he says that he wants you to use the strap-on.

jean kirstein - the back door better not be closed because jean is addicted to giving you anal because of how primal it is. and no matter what position you’re in—whether that be missionary, doggy or having you sit on his lap, he’ll definitely grip the headboard each time. jean is above degrading though, especially since he was picked on as a kid, so i think he would much prefer to praise you.

connie springer - yeah…connie has a breeding kink. since he has no family of his one, he’d like to have one with you. preferably a big one. he’d love nothing more than to either pull your hair or choke you when he breaks you in. if you’re on top and your rhythm starts to get sloppy, connie would rest his hands on your hips to support you and whisper words of encouragement to keep going.

floch forster - you cannot look at me and tell me that he isn’t a masochist. the deeper the pain, the more exciting it feels, you feel me? he just wants someone who won’t hesitate to put him in his place. i also feel like floch is into cosplay/roleplaying, like, can you imagine teasing him when he’s either in his scout or black uniform? 🤭

reiner braun - yeahhh, reiner is an absolute manwhore 😭 (but only for you). this man eats pussy like a mf. bros downbad. however, i think he loves to record either you sucking him off or him preforming cunnilingus on you. SOMEBODY HAD TO SAY IT and anytime you bring up watching the recordings he has saved, his pants simply: ⛺️

bertholdt hoover - surprisingly the most kinky out of the list, he just doesn’t like to portray it and instead keeps it wrapped up under his calm bravado. he’s a smart boy! as for what bertholdt here likes, i would have to say…shower sex, showering together (just in general but this could easily turn into you two making love), fingering you until you’re a mess for him, and bondage play.

that’s all i got!

[nixie-writes-aot]

Reactions to S/O with Abusive Family

Warnings: mentioned abuse, abuse of power/status, hurt/comfort, fluff

Characters: Reiner Braun, Bertholdt Hoover, Zeke Yeager

Author's Note: This was written purely because I wanted some hurt/comfort fjndkdmd. There are two other parts because theres like 9 characters I wrote this for

Reiner Braun

Oh boy

Family is something that means a lot to Reiner. Especially s4 Reiner. He would do anything to protect his own so someone hurting their family member?

He can't fathom it

Reiner just wants to hold you close, shield you from everything that would dare even try to hurt you

Reiner is a broken man in many aspects but you make him feel whole, you make everything okay do seeing you hurt is not something that Reiner ever wants

When you come to him? Hurt and even scared? He wants to know why, he wants you to know he's there and always will be

Reiner is stunned when you tell him the stories, the way you feel around your family, how you felt the end to always always apologize or people please just to avoid conflict

Reiner decided then and there that he hated your family, that there was no excusing how they had been adults around you and instead of nurturing you, destroyed any semblance of a child that had existed within you

He pulls you close, enveloping you in a hug and let you sob and cry into his chest

Reiner had decided he would do anything just to help you move on from them

Although Reiner could barely hide his relief and a touch of disappointment when you said you hadn't seen them in years

Reiner was half tempted to mention his desire to make them suffer using his rank as Vice Chief but opts to keep that from you. For the moment, at least. Time and place and all

Bertholdt Hoover

When you tell him, Bertholdt is quiet at first. He's the kind to process things a touch slowly 

But he is horrified

Bertholdt became a Warrior for his sick father, not unlike Pieck, so when you tell him that you admire that but could never do the same for your family? That some fathers never earn the love of their children?? Bertholdt is stunned

Not because of the "but family is family" bullshit no no. Bertholdt is stunned at how you're opening up and with him of all people and the fact that anyone would dare hurt you

Bertholdt mutters about wanting to hurt them for hurting you

This is a man who was pushed into killing hundreds just because he was convinced that Eldians were devils and those who were on the island were the worst of the worst 

You can't tell me when faced with the story of how your abusers are still alive, he would be kind

Well. To you, he is kind

To them? He wants to feed them to the titans

Bertholdt slowly but surely pulls you close, buring his face in your chest and whispering positive affirmations that you are worth loving, deserved so much better, and are one of the best people he had ever met

Zeke Jeager

When you tell Zeke about it, he remembers his own parents

How only his grandparents earned his love and how his father especially received his ire

In Zeke's mind, Tom Ksaver is still his real father. Even if he had to eat him in the long run

Zeke is an odd man and he doesn't really emote much but he takes a hit off his cigarette, puts it out and turns to you. Zeke offers you a sympathetic nod, an apology, and pulls you close

Zeke, unlike Reiner, would absolutely use his position as the Warchief against the people who hurt you most

Zeke would lull you to sleep, letting you sleep in his bed and feel all the perks he gets as a Warchief that can actually speak during meetings with Marleyans 

His sweet nothings persistent until you've drifted away and then he steps out, probably finds Yelena while he leans beside him with a cigarette

"Find two people for me. Full name and everything, then frame them. Make them suffer. They've hurt someone I care about greatly."

Yelena doesn't even have to ask who that person is, she knows its you so she does so without question nor fail 

When you hear the news, you climb into his lap and sigh, kissing him sweetly and thanking him for the small amount of justice you get to see served

Zeke would do just about anything for you, he's sure of that much

[clover0feild]

A man or a monster?

Bertholdt Hoover X Male Reader

Warnings: very little- AND I MEAN VERYYYY LITTLEE- suggestive theme which will be explained later, I promise. Some cus words, nothing too bad tho:]

Part.1.

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Normally when people fall in love the only thing they truly worry about is losing that person, normally through death or unforeseen titan attacks- never that the person they love is the titan…. Unfortunately that’s what’s Reader was dealing with. He and Bertholdt had gotten close during their cadet years, and it only grew from there.

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During their cadet trading years they had originally started talking during one of the many sparing sessions they would all go through, after Annie had beaten the crab out of Reiner and Eren.

“They were stupid to try and fight her, especially thinking they would win” Reader had said to the guy next to him, which just so happened to be Bertholdt.

Bertholdt had been sorta shocked that this random cadet was talking to him, yet it wasn’t unwelcomed. “Reiner isn’t the smartest….” Bert had said back, yet using a much quieter voice than Reader.

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This had been the first of many words between the two men, yet this conversation would be one of the shortest. It was around their second year of training that things between their platonic relationship had turned not so platonic.

It had been a freezing night and with no heat and a very thin blanket and a hard stone like mattress, it sucked even worse than normal. Reader had a bottom bunk, which he couldn’t tell if that was a good or bad think right now. As he laid there freezing his ass off and curled closer to the wall than a painting, a felt a small dip in the bed right behind him. Reader swiftly turned his head behind him, and right there frozen in his track he saw Bert climbing into his bed.

“Bert… are you climbing into my bed?” Reader had whispered to him, a confused expression quickly covering his tired face.

“It’s cold” Bert said quickly while he still stood there frozen, and he could feel his face beginning to heat up. He didn’t know what compelled him to get up from his bunk and try to climb into bed with Reader- sure it was cold, but that didn’t give him the right to climb into bed with one of his closest friends. Sure his friend was very attractive, and maybe he thought about them in a more romantic sense than a platonic one, and maybe just maybe he would try and take a small little peak where they were in a the community showers….. But that still gave him no right!!

“True….” Reader had said while yawing, which caused small tears to prick the corners of his eyes. Quickly Reader lifted up the blanket enough for Bert to climb in, and he gave an inpatients look while waiting in Bert. “Hurry up- you’re letting all the warm air out….” Reader whined slightly.

“R-right” Bert said while quickly climbing under the covers with Reader. Due to the small bed size Bert and Reader were rather squished, but they were far warmer than before. Without any warning for poor old Bert, Reader had quickly began to snuggle closer to Bert and soon ended up lying right up on him.

“Your so fucking warm dude, can’t because you was- *YAWN* -keeping all this to yourself…” Reader said while resting his head against Bert’s chest. His eyes had been closed for a few moments now, and just about every inch of his body was now touching Bert someway or somehow. They stayed that way for the rest of the night, the only thing that changed was Bert relaxing and snuggling back, and Bert’s sleeping position every now and then.

PART.1. ENDED

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[lucciolaraven]

Don’t let me drown

(Reiner Braun x Reader x Bertholdt Hoover)

Prologue (Masterlist)

Word count: 1,635

AN: ok so most of this chapter is kinda supposed to be a flash back in a sense sorry if it’s kinda confusing this is my first story lol

Slight AU (Bertholdt lives)

Tw: blood, vomit, character death, panic attack, cursing, Vomit

Year 844

“What is it?” You asked looking closely at the small shiny metal. Armin smiled slightly face bright red “it’s a necklace..” he answered shyly pausing a little before continuing “I got it for you , I’m sorry if you don’t like it..” Armin said looking away as he noticed you were just staring at the necklace with an unreadable look on your face.

“Oh Armin i love it!” Your threw your arms around his neck, frowning slightly though as you pulled away “but why did you get me it?” You asked you were very great full but honestly slightly confused today was nothing special that you knew of so why? Armins face now looked more nervous “well I know you want to marry the commander of the scouts when we’re older but I was hoping maybe if that didn’t work out you’d maybe choose me.. so the necklace would be a promise that one day me might get married..?”

You thought it over while marrying Armin didn’t sound like a terrible idea your small 9 year old brain believed commander Ewrin Smith was the love of your life even if you’ve only had one conversation and you were far to young for him. “hm sure Armin” you’d said smiling before Armin could thank you a voice cut through the warm summer air “hey guys!” Your smile doubled now “hey Eren!” Eren came running up the grassy hill Mikasa not far behind.

Year 845

Ringing that’s only thing you could hear there was so much of it your eyes were blurring with tears the ringing was so loud you stomach turned you felt sick head throbbing.The ringing died down slightly and a new noise joined it a loud desperate scream cut through the air. You can’t rember where you were honestly you couldn’t rember anything your brain felt fuzzy till it all came back the wall had been breached. Armin where was Armin or Mikasa and Eren your feet moved on there own you had to find them you had to find him “Armin!” You screamed at the top of your lungs no response you rounded a corner but you feet stopped in there tracks.

It was so tall how could something be that big it was one of them you never thought you’d actually ever see one it was a Titan. You’d never seen one only heard of them it’s eyes were empty as if it had no coherent thoughts, and the dumb look on its face that was terrifying. it just started at you as it peeped of over the house you couldn’t move frozen in your place. You finally found at where that scream was coming from a girl maybe a year or two older then you it was between the titans teeth it didn’t bite down fully just nibbled ever so slightly on her as if it was savoring the moment you wanted to throw up yet there was nothing left in your stomach.

“Y/n!” A voice you made at through the girls cry’s and screams it was Armin he was so close yet to far to reach your head now turned to Armin completely forgot about Titan and the girl “run.” It was simple he said it so clear a simple thing yet why couldn’t you move?

You turned away from Armin eyes now back to the Titan it still just stared. Armin didn’t waste any more time and took off toward you as he finally reached you he grabbed your wrist “y/n we have to go! well die if we stay!” As if a trance broke as your eyes met armins you nodded and you both ran hand in hand. You turned back a final to stare as the monster instead eyes meeting with girls as she begged for help but the Titan finally bit down her head fell to the ground as blood flew through the sky’s like a rain storm droplet splashed onto your face it was a sick warm feeling.

After that moment everything else felt unreal like you were just merely spectating not truly there. Once you both you found Armins grandpa and bordered the boat Armin seemed fairly unbothered he must’ve not seen to much. The ringing never went away just stayed humming in the back of your mind along with the feeling of the dried blood on your face it was all you could focus on even as people cried desperately and yelled you felt numb almost. “Armin you must have a seat.” Armins grandfather said you looked up from the floor now focusing on Armin after finding his grandfather he hasent said a word to you your slightly relieved you don’t know what you’d say forming words felt to hard right now.

“I will just keeping an eye out for my friends- there they are!” Armin paused as he was about to call out to them but he saw something you couldn’t “Eren..” Armin murmured Armins grandfather spoke up again but you returned you gaze back to floor. The image of that girl never left you don’t remember ever seeing her before she had sandy blonde hair and dark brown eyes- her eyes they looked so scared you felt that churning in your stomach again you left her there to die she died as you ran away.. to safety

“-god only know what they just saw..” Armin looked away from his grandpa as he stared at you now your face mirrored Eren you looked far away. A loud crash broke through the chaos you looked up heart stopping for a second. What the hell was that thing it mad so much bigger then the titans you’d seen before. The boat was now moving but that thing looked like it was charging up? As it began to run the houses and ground shook you couldn’t take your eyes off it even as it trampled people even as it broke the wall your eyes never left it.. they never left that.. that Devil.

Year 850

Eyes slowly opening it was hard to fully open them it felt as if weights kept them down. The first thing you noticed was the pounding you felt in your head it was unbearable. Next you felt as though every thing had been ripped out of your body and replaced with moultin hot lava groaning you leans over across the.. bed?

Tears forming in your eyes where are you? Where is everyone? Why did it feel like the room was swaying? What happened the last thing you remember was- memories crashed through your brain at an alarming and overwhelming rate please no- where’s Armin? Eren? Or Mikasa? Did the blast take them out did they escape in time or where they.. no no they couldn’t be.

The air began to feel warm and hard to breathe in why was it so hard to breathe now? you were breathing to fast everything felt like it was swaying, why did everything feel like you where swaying. pushing yourself from the bed you attempt to stand but the world spins as you land hard on the ground your vison blurry as thick tears slide down your face.

“Armin..” you weakly call out coughing as your try to take in more air “anyone!” Your throating to begin to feel tight heart racing where was everyone.. coughing some more as your stomach clenches and your throating begins to tighten so hard you feel your self gag and the bile rising in your throat no longer able to breathe. A hand raising to your lips to stop what ever was going to happen a closing you eyes as attempt to wake from whatever night mare this was as you cloaked on the warm fluid that filled your mouth then it spilled out with a cough splatting against the cold floor. Attempting crawl away from the mess your arms gave out and you face pressed against the all to cold floor.

Gasping for air you clawed weakly at your throat at the feeling of bile rising for a second time. Turning to your side it spilled passed your lips not able to move you felt the warm liquid press against your face. Your breathing steadied slightly as you began to cry again you felt disgusting and tired so very tired. The ground was still swaying as you attempt you push your self up you felt the warm liquid from stick to your hand you gagged disgusted.

You felt weak like you couldn’t move at all muscles stiff breathing still felt hard. you tried the best you could to call down the tears but it felt as the more you tried to stop it the worse it got. Sobs rack your body as you give up any control you had left and sunk to the floor once again pathetically.

What ever room or place you where I was dead silent you where alone all you could hear was the pounding of your heart trying to break free from you chest. Everything felt like to much you barely could get air in now. The deafening silence was cut by a voice that made everything stop all again his voice concluded what you thought earlier they were all dead.

“Y/n..?”

It was Bertholdt

[yourlocaltrashcan657]

Hey, do you do yandere aot girls x fem reader oneshots? If so, can you make a yandere Annie x fem reader please? (Modern Au)

Reader is Annie's best friend but has a crush on Bertholdt. Annie does not like that and ends up beating Bertholdt up, resulting in him ending up in hospital. At the end, maybe Annie cuddles amd comforts the reader (while acting all innocent)?

~| Yandere Annie Leondhart x Female Reader |~

A/N: OMG YES. Just for you pookie ❤️❤️❤️

Modern AU

“Annie!!” Y/N called out cheerfully as she ran towards the blonde haired girl and hugged her from behind. “I missed you over the weekend!” 

“Okay.” Annie bluntly said as she side hugged the happy girl. “How was your morning?”

”It was so good! I woke up and went to the bathroom to get ready for that day-“ Y/N rambled as they walked to the school. Annie would just stay silent and let Y/N talk since she just loved to hear her voice. Who wouldn’t? It was so angelic and not to mention her lips moving so gracefully. Her luscious hair, so silky and her pretty face just so beautiful like a doll.

”Annie, I heard that Bertolt came back from his vacation! I wonder if he remembered me and brought me something!” Y/N said as her hands made way up to her cheeks. “He’s soo handsome!~”

”Whatever you say, Y/N.” Annie said as they crossed the road. The one person in her way, Bertolt Hoover. Sure he was the basketball legend of the school, had great grades and a good upbringing but he was nothing but a nuisance.

He constantly hung out with Y/N during break, whenever Reiner would be busy with rugby. During class, he would always try to talk or pass notes with Y/N, in which she always responded. Not to mention, when Bertolt would ask the teacher to move closer to Y/N or in fact become her partner in class. He even had the audacity to bring her flowers on Valentines Day!

”Hey Y/N.. maybe it’s best if you forget about Bertolt.” Annie suggested causing Y/N to look at her shocked.

”W-what?! Why would I forget my 4-year-long crush?!” Y/N asked. “Do you think I’m not beautiful enough for him? Now wait, he’s so handsome that he probably won’t even think I’m even pretty!”

”What, no! I’m just saying that your out of his league. He’s not good enough for you.” Annie reassured. Her faith in that silly little crush was diminishing by the second! Annie just had to make sure that it wouldn’t affect her thoughts on her physical appearance.

“Still, after 4 years of talking, group projects and so much more, I’m not going to give up!” Y/N said with hope.

Reaching the school grounds, Y/N greeted her classmates around the seated areas and benches before sitting down herself. Looking at her watch, the two girls realised that they had time before their first class.

“I haven’t seen Bertolt yet.. what if he isn’t in because he’s sick?” Y/N thought out loud. “I don’t want to text him because then he’ll think I’m obsessed with him but if I don’t then he’ll think I don’t care about him!”

”Dont. He’ll probably leave you on read.” Annie said as he bit into a snack.

”You think he will?!” Y/N asked before a towering figure stopped in front of them. “B-Bertolt!”

“H-hey Y/N.! I uhm came back from vacation and uh thought I could say hi.” Bertolt said as he rubbed his nape.

”So say hi and leave. We’re talking-“ Annie began to say.

”Annie! Don’t be so harsh.” Y/N whispered before turning to look at the dark brunette only to blush. “S-sit down beside m-me if you want.” Bertolt proceeded to sit in between the two girls, separating the two girls. Much to Annie’s disappointment, she began to kick rocks and pebbles at his expensive shoes, wondering how they would look, scattered across his bloodied face.

”C-can you and I talk at L-Lunch Time.? I have something important to t-tell you but I can’t at Break b-because I have Basketball Practice.” Bertolt stuttered out as he rubbed his neck and sweated.

”Sure!” Y/N said.

”But Y/N, you and I are going to hang out together during Lunch.” Annie said unhappily.

”Oh right. It'll be quick though so you can wait a bit, right?” Y/N asked as Annie nodded to.

”I wanted to give you t-these.” Bertolt said as he handed over a gift bag. “I g-got it when I was on vacation. I remembered you talking about them and thought you’d want one.”

Opening the bag, Y/N saw accessories and different types of lotions along with tasty chocolates. Quickly hugging Bertolt and saying thank you, Y/N and Annie rushed to their first class. How could Bertolt do that?! Annie had just the right amount of money and was about to order her favourite things. 

Sitting down in class, Annie had day dreamed the whole time as the teacher yapped on and on over something that wasn’t even class related. Bertolt had practice at Break, right? He was most likely going to confess at lunch too or would he try and humiliate her in front of all those guys? Annie just had to make sure that he wouldn’t lay a hand on her precious darling.

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“At Lunch Time? You should have told her to meet at the end of the day.” Reiner said as he walked with Bertolt to the changing rooms. “And why’s you give the present in the morning? You could’ve given it when you confessed.”

”I didn’t know! I got really nervous..” Bertolt replied as he reached his teams changing room.

”You’re always the first person to arrive. See you later then.” Reiner said before walking off.

Walking in Bertolt began to lay his bags down and opened his P.E kit and sorted out his clothes nicely. The door opened and when Bertolt looked up he saw Annie standing at the door, unbothered by his half clothed torso.

”Annie.?! This is the guys changing room, what’re you doing in here?” Bertolt asked, startled.

”I’m not interested in your lanky body so don’t think I’m in here to spy on you change.” Annie said as she walked up to him.

”D-do you mind?! I’m getting c-changed.” Bertolt exclaimed as he covered his chest with his shirt.

”Do you have any idea of how much I have to struggle.? How much I have to deal with Y/N, going on and on about how you’re so handsome and so brilliant?” Annie asked as she gripped something behind her.

”S-she thinks that.?!” Bertolt asked shocked.

”Do you know how pissed I get when she looks at you with such lovey-dovey eyes and not me?!” Annie asked angrily before swinging a baseball bat at him.

“Agh! Annie what the hell are you doing?!” Bertolt asked as he gripped his head and fell to the floor.

”Getting rid of a pest.” Annie muttered before continuously hitting his body with the bat. Despite his constant attempts to escape, Annie dragged Bertolt back into the corner and kept beating his head violently with the bat until his head was nothing but blood. The scene was gory. Quickly wiping the bat clean, Annie left the room to attend to Y/N.

Entering the changing room, the basketball players each walked in on the body, laying in the corner, sprawled on the floor. Quickly calling a teacher, an ambulance was called and they quickly took the unrecognisable body to the hospital. 

“Annie? You seem really quiet.” Y/N said, snapping Annie out of her trance. “Are you alright?”

”Y-yeah yeah.. it seems like there’s a problem.” Annie said as she looked at the ambulance. “Seems like someone got hurt.”

”I feel bad for them.. wait.” Y/N began to say until she squinted her eyes and looked at the body on the gurney. “Oh my god.! That body looks unrecognisable, so bloody and disgusting..”

”Y/N!” Reiner called out as he rushed over to the girls. “Was Bertolt with you?”

”B-Bertolt? No, I thought he had Basketball Practice.” Y/N said.

”Goddammit! That guy on the gurney must be Bertolt!” Reiner said with an extremely hurt expression. 

“W-what?!” Y/N exclaimed as she got up and looked at Reiner, Annie still sitting down and unbothered.

”We can’t go now but at the end of the school day we’ll have to rush to the hospital..” Reiner muttered as he clasped a hand over his mouth.

”Your skipping practice for Bertolt?” Annie asked.

”Wha- of course! That’s literally my best friend in hospital.” Reiner said before leaving. 

“Annie.. Bertolt is hurt! I feel so bad and I was going to confess to him at Lunch!” Y/N began to say as gripped her skirt.

”Y-Y/N. Come on back here.” Annie said as she patted the seat beside her. Y/N sat down beside her and sobbed into her shoulder, remembering the sight of her crush.

”He must’ve been in so much pain whilst we just talked amongst each other!” Y/N sobbed out.

”Yeah.. whoever did that must be a monster..” Annie muttered before running her hands through Y/N’s hair gently.

[jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd]

Could i request aot men with reader that has asthma?

the aot men and dating an asthmatic person

modern au

eren jaeger sooo bullies you about your asthma. he means it endearingly but sometimes it's a little much. eren also loves to be incredibly dramatic about it. he says things like "alright guys, dont make (y/n) laugh too hard, their lungs might explode."

armin arlert always carries an inhaler around, just in case you might need it. you have your own but he's afraid you might forget it. he's always telling you to take it easy but you make him incredibly nervous because he thinks you're pushing your limits.

connie springer calls you 'lil wheezy.' it was cute at first but now he calls you that more than your real name. he's also broken a few of your inhalers from throwing them around or accidentally stepping on them. you've never had an asthma attack around him and hes grateful because he thinks he'd have a heart attack.

jean kirstein pokes fun at you and your lungs that work a bit overtime. he draws little doodles on your inhalers and always reminds you when its time to get a new one. once when you needed a hit, he insisted on pressing it for you. it was a really sweet, intimate moment.

reiner braun adores that you have asthma. he's not quite sure why but he thinks it's because he finds it a little nerdy and it just adds to your charm. he think's its funny that he's such a big gym bro but if you attempted some of the things he does, you'd be out of breath.

bertholdt hoover is so, so sweet to you. he always takes your asthma in consideration. he walks closer to the smoking section if you're walking past one, so you don't have to endure that. he totally checks the air index too.

levi ackerman carries your inhaler around for you. he keeps it in his jacket pocket, he insists on it. he tries to force feed it to you even when you don't need it. you have to convince him every time you're only slight out of breath and that you don't need to take a puff.

erwin smith doesn't bother you about your asthma. he trusts you to not over work your lungs and to be responsible with your inhaler. occasionally, he'll remind you that you need to get a new one but you're pretty good at keeping on top of that stuff.

zeke jaeger loves his asthmatic partner. he mocks you when you lose your breath but he follows it by presenting your trusty inhaler. everytime you two watch a movie together and there's a mention of asthma or an inhaler, he goes " look babe! it's you!"

porco galliard is sort of a helicopter parent. he won't let you go anywhere without it, even if you're just going to take a shower. he doesn't quite understand the entirety of it but obviously he wants to keep you breathing. live, laugh, love, himbo porco.

my jean fanfic

my ko-fi

[hanjisungslag]

attack on titan headcanons #3

## - their thoughts/feelings about you

genre - fluff

pairings - aot x reader

word count - 0.7k

warnings - none!

notes - THIS IS MY FAVOURITE HC IVE MADE SO FAR, I LOVE IT !!

- EREN JAEGER

falling for you but is denying it

he thinks you’re beautiful

he thought you were the funniest person ever

he loves how he can be so open with you!

but he thinks it’ll be selfish to be with you because of the situation you’re all in :(

“... god, i could barely breathe after that joke. their laugh makes my heart flutter”

- MIKASA ACKERMAN

falling for you and is confused

isn’t she in love with eren? how and why has she fallen for you?

she loves the fact that she can just sit with you in silence, and neither of you find it awkward

you both love it

she loves every part of you!!

“they look so beautiful.. just sitting there.. i like their side profile”

- ARMIN ARLERT

falling for you and is flustered

‘THEY’RE SO PRETTYYY’

‘THEIR EYES ARE SO SPARKLY’

he is so infatuated with you.

he admires every single one of your features

he loves your personality too, of course!

“ahh, i love that sparkly look in their eyes when they talk about that new book they read..”

- JEAN KRISTEIN

falling for you and loves it

finds himself drawing you a lot

he’s never laughed so much before

how can this person make such an awful life.. so happy?

he just wants to play with your hair and kiss you and hug you and AHH

“hmm.. no, lemme re-do the nose, it doesn’t look quite right.. okay, perfect!!”

marco: “jean, that’s like your fifth drawing of them today.”

“STOP WHAT”

- SASHA BRAUS

falling for you and is confused (2)

she’s never had a crush before

she’s admired a lot of people, including you

but this time, it’s different..

when you guys hug, she wants to stay there forever.

she even uses her natural accent around you because she’s so comfortable around you!

“their hugs are so warmmn and comfyyy.. i wanna stay here forever”

- CONNIE SPRINGER

falling for you and is confused (3)

i have a crush on y/n?

nahh, they’re my best friend!

... are they?

he’s realised recently how much more beautiful you are than any other person.

he loves how you guys can pull pranks together

he finds you so funny!!

“how did they look so good while slaying titans? god, i’m so whipped.”

- REINER BRAUN

falling for you and loves it (secretly scared)

he thinks you’re the most beautiful, brave and strongest person he’s ever met.

you’re so strong but yet, so gentle when it comes to your comrades

he’s so ready to confess, he can’t wait to make you his..

that is until his warrior side comes out and he reminds himself that you’re a ‘devil’

prettiest devil he’s ever seen but ok

very conflicted man

“they’re looking as fine as ever.. oh shit, they’re coming over”

“i’m so sorry but, i cant be in love with you, y/n.. you’re a devil and devils must be killed.”

- BERTHOLDT HOOVER

falling for you and is TERRIFIED

WHAT? HOW- WHATS HE GONNA DO??

he loves you so much. he really does.

but he has other priorities... ahem.

he’s so scared about what he’s gonna do :(

“aw man.. how could i fall in love with someone here? shit. i mean, it’s them! of course i did, they’re perfect. but i cant love them.”

- ANNIE LEONHART

falling for you and what the fuc-

boy ain’t no way boy.

unlike bertholdt and reiner, annie has her head on straight

she knows she can’t be with you.

but since it’s you, the most incredible person she’s ever met, it’s tempting...

“ha. i see they’re using my fighting technique. god, i cant be thinking of them so romantically. c’mon annie, get a grip.”

- LEVI ACKERMAN

falling for you and what the fuck (2)

aight, i cba for this.

he’s so, so, so terrified of you leaving him - like everyones he’s loved.

he feels like a walking curse, anyone he loves dies.

and he can’t have that happen to you.

“they’re off to get me another cup of tea, they’re too kind. i cant love them, they’ll end up dead.”

- ERWIN SMITH

falling for you and welp.

he’s conflicted...

he’s in a (sort of) good position to have a partner

he doesn’t have anything holding him back apart from being a commander (and the basement)

however, the secrets of titans is honestly his top priority as much as he likes you

“what a beautiful yet stern person. in a perfect world, maybe we’d be together. or maybe we can be, hm.”

- HANGE ZOË

falling for you and IS SO EXCITED

is so prepared to confess

thinks ur incredible!!

planning it out as soon as they realise how much they love you

is trying to think of a fun way to confess

“oh my god.. OH MY GOD, I LOVE THEM! I LOVE THEM, IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW, ALL THESE BUTTERFLY-LIKE FEELINGS WOOO”

[mill3rrrd]

DEAR DIARY b hoover

“i need to get her out the picture, she’s really fucking up my frame, she’s not developed like we are..” – tyler, the creator

cw. slutshaming, rumours, hints at bertholdt’s bisexuality, sexism NOT PROOFREAD

wc. 3.5k

synopsis. bertholdt was jealous. of you. why did you get so much of reiner’s attention? honestly, he nearly hated you as much as reiner said he did.

chapter one. first impressions

dear diary,

i HATE my life.

you wasted no time bringing out your diary, filled with previous entries. a lot of them were vents about one person in particular, reiner braun. he made your life so miserable to the point you actually cared that he made it miserable. he’s always had it out for you, like picking on you for the thickness of your false lash clusters and mind you, they weren’t even that thick. honestly, it’s reiner’s problem for getting so bothered about them but then it came as a surprise to you when he was flirting.

exactly, flirting! it was a shitty technique though and that’s when he started spreading rumours about you. they were probably the most believably unbelievable rumours ever because boys thrive on making girls out to be sluts.

obviously, people believed that you sent him nudes and fucked him in the woods behind the school. why? because reiner’s the big bad popular boy that everyone loves and adores as a big brother. however, you would never be caught dead in that shady spot. and you’d put your comfort before your desperation any day. you’d need to wait until your mom got home to go through your day and debrief every part of it. you let out a sigh, scribbling your feelings down into your paged heart.

if i didn’t already have ONE boy plotting on my DOWNFALL, i have another plotting on ME. if it wasn’t for the fact that he’s reiner’s best friend, i’d feel flattered but considering that fact, it’s probably a plan to embarrass me. it’s weird how you never really acknowledged him though. if i remember hearing reiner correctly, he called him bertl.

i’ve never heard that name in my life. however, as i walked away i heard someone else call him bertholdt. probably porco, but again, never heard of him. which is SUPER weird because he’s soo tall, surely i would’ve atleast recognised him because i’m in my junior year. i can say for sure, though, i don’t like him. i don’t even know the guy and he’s giving me fake googleys and stammering. i can tell for sure he’s a really bad liar. ugh, i HATE reiner braun. honestly, that boy has no home training and the smallest dick ever and i don’t even need to see it to know. how embarrassing for him, i AM embarrassed for him and that’s probably the best feeling i’ll ever harbour for him.

i’ll probably ask historia to ask ymir about him since she’s somewhat friends with reiner, even if he’s weird. to be fair, they did grow up together so i can’t just ask her to tell him to piss off. and ymir usually fucks off with him to pull pranks on the janitor anyway so it’s not THAT much of a bother.

you closed your diary shut and sighed, slipping it into your bedside cabinet. your bed frame creaked as you got up and padded toward your desk, staring at yourself in the mirror. with a cringe, you leaned forward and examined your lip liner. it was smudged from the rain you walked home in and your lashes looked like they were one blink away from falling off. it was a wednesday, but you had a stressful day so your peeled the clusters off, bit by bit.

with nothing better to do, you began your skincare routine. the feeling of a cold, almost gel-ish like substance rubbing into your skin sent a shiver of satisfaction down your spine.

halfway through, your mom came home, your younger brother in tow. she had shouted up to announce she was home and your brother bounded up the stairs and burst into your room.

“n/n! hi!” he squealed, light shining in his eyes as he climbed into your lap and hugged you. you laughed, returning his hug, “hi jude, how was your day?” you asked softly, readjusting him in your lap so that he was curled into your left arm.

“it was so good, the teacher let us have indoor playtime because it was raining and we played twister and i won! i can backbend now, like you can,” jude giggled, smiling so brightly at you. you giggled, “we have a gymnast in our house, i bet you’ll be in the olympics one day and make us so, so proud.”

jude nodded, “some of the girls make fun of me though, they say gymnastics is a girl’s thing and i should play football..” you shook your head, “you just do what you’re good at, those girls are just jealous they can’t do what you can.”

again, your brother nodded enthusiastically, his smile returning to his face. lifting him up, you set him upright and brushed through his hair briefly, “go see if mom needs help, okay?” jude scurried off, his socked feet creating small thuds as he went back downstairs.

you finished your routine, leaving your lashes to then be applied. on your desk, your phone buzzed but you payed no mind to it, only putting dnd on and busying yourself with your task at hand. only when you were done, did you pick it up, seeing the ymir blow up your phone with your name.

ymir y/n u are still single right

you yea y?

ymir just wondering, bertholdt seemed pretty interested in you 🫢

you who even is that😭 i swr ive never seen that boy in my life

ymir doesnt surprise me, hes been reiners shadow since first grade, surely u would’ve atleast heard his name in class tho.

you no?? im telling you i never knew he existed

ymir y/n hes in gym, english and chemistry with us🤦‍♀️

you oh ..

read 05:32

that’s embarrassing, you thought as you did your blink test. your lashes weren’t too far or too close to your lash line so you smiled in triumph as you applied lip balm. it didn’t bother you too much, though, any best friend of reiner is not a best friend of yours.

not until later into the night did you give ‘bertholdt’ another thought. you layed awake, waiting for sleep to take your body and soul for another night. you figured you could atleast look out for him tomorrow, just to really look at him this time. last time, all you saw of bertholdt was his head peaking behind reiner. he seemed like the type to speak when spoken to, which wasn't necessarily a a bad thing. until you fell asleep, the conversation replayed in tour head.

“look at her, bertl, why would you go for her?” reiner tutted, an obnoxious tone edging his voice as he forced his hand onto your shoulder to keep you in place. ‘bertl’ went red in the face and began stammering excuses, “what gave you that impression, what are you getting at?!” you didn’t really pay attention to him, focusing on the hand bruising your shoulder.

“go away, reiner, i’m not interested in your bullshit today,” you shoved his hand away and strut off in search of pieck or historia. as you walked away, a boystrous laugh sounded over all the chatter, followed by a ‘i was only joking!’ and another ‘the one time you actually show interest in a girl, it’s the slut?’ and then a firm ‘i don’t, stop playing around.’

morning rolled around quickly, light streaking into your room. a thin ribbon of sunrise created a bridge across your nose, causing your face to crinkle into consciousness. you rubbed your eye carefully, grateful that your lashes on during the night. however, that gratefulness dissipated when you saw your uniform hanging individually on your wardrobe door. lifting your phone, the time read 06: 27 which meant you slept through your alarm.

with a groan, you slipped out of your bed, trudging into the bathroom but not forgetting the extra blanket from your bedding. it was nearing the end of winter, which meant morning chill and rain. amongst the sound of bristles mingling with your teeth, you could hear low chatter coming from your brother’s room. probably your mom waking him up. after spitting into the sink, you came back up with a yawn and slipped your toothbrush into the holster.

by the time you got changed and applied your usual makeup, you had enough time to eat breakfast. you settled for porridge oats with honey. the gooey warmth felt nice, striking up your body heat like an ember somewhere in your core had been blown on until it caught fire again. your brother came down with your mom, who gave you a look of adoration, “good morning, baby, how did you sleep?”

she caught you at a bad time, you had scarfed downh half your porridge all at once. with a big gulp, you smiled, “i slept well, maybe too well.. i slept through my alarm.”

your mom bent forward, wiping away stray porridge that had made its way to the side of your mouth, “what have i told you about stuffing your mouth, n/n?” she smiled as she teased you and you responded, “not to.. historia’s dad is supposed to be here soon.”

“is that so?” she murmured, tending to your brother’s meal. as if on queue, a horn beeped. you hopped out of your chair and grabbed your bag, “that’s her! bye mom, bye jude, love you lots!”

you kissed their cheeks before slipping your shoes on and heading out of the door. your friend’s car sat infront of your house, historia and her dad in the front, leaving you to get into the back with ymir.

“hey guys,” you beamed. they exchanged greetings with you and began conversation with you. the drive to school was much shorter than it would be if you walked, which you were grateful for, especially in this weather.

when historia’s dad dropped the three of you off, ymir immediately poked you. it was hard enough for you to feel it through your coat. “ymir, what the hell?” said girl laughed, looping her spare arm around your shoulders, her right already around historia. she brought you in close, “how about i properly introduce you to bertholdt, hm? that way you won’t be unfamiliar with him.”

“will reiner be there?” you asked, fiddling with the hood over your head. the cold was really getting to you. ymir shrugged, “probably.”

you hummed, feigning interest, “no.”

historia giggled, covering her mouth and peering up at ymir, “you know what reiner’s like.. i’m surprised you haven’t lashed out yet, y/n.” you shrugged, “he’s not worth that sort of energy.”

“ah,” historia let out, “fair enough.. oh, speak of the devil!”

in the distance, reiner stood in the centre of his group, irritatingly standing out. he was cracking a joke with marcel from the looks of it. his big group hogged the steps and the entrance, which was in perfect alliance with the fountain, your groups usual spot. you could see pieck and annie waiting for the three of you to arrive, the black haired girl waving at you all just ten steps away.

“oh yeah, guys,” you perked up as you spotted mr smith, your history teacher, walking through the car park of the school building, “i need to talk to mr smith about my history grade, he said he could give me tips to get it up since i’m falling behind..”

you groaned at your admitted failure on your midterm, “i’ll see you at first period, though.” the two girls bid you a brief farewell before you strolled towards the other side of the courtyard to meet with your teacher.

“ah, miss y/n,” mr smith smiled as a greeting, taking his hands out of his usual tie behind his back, “come for advice, i see?” you nodded, “yeah, i don’t think i’ve ever done so bad on a test.” he asked you to walk with him, so you followed him up the steps. it was a comfortable silence, he was always your favourite, not one to yell but that was what happened when respect was an automatic for you.

spotting a small rock, – small enough it couldn’t even be considered a pebble – you kicked it up, narrowly hitting the shell of reiner’s ear. you snickered, hiding your nasty grin behind your hand, as reiner glared at you. he then redirected his gaze to mr smith, a smirk appearing on his face. you turned away, facing ahead.

“i hope that wasn’t you that kicked that, miss y/n,” he wished, though the humour behind his voice told you he was using a facade of proffesionalism to hide his amusement. you gasped, “i could never, sir.”

mr smith was aware of the ongoing feud between you and reiner and, against your protests, reported it to his higher ups. however, all it got was an assembly on anti-bullying.

“i have to say, you have incredible aim,” mr smith praised as the door closed, giving you a curt nod which you returned and thanked him for as the two of you strolled into his classroom.

break rolled around after second period. annie met up with you in the halls, her class opposite yours. she said hello first and you happily greeted her back. all was peaceful until reiner blocked your path, marcel and jean in tow.

“where’d you run off to with mr smith earlier?” he interrogated, tease at the ready, “fucking him for a better grade, hm?” laughter erupted from him and his friends.

you peered up at him through your lashes, “do i look like your girlfriend?” that made reiner’s laughter stop, “what do you mean by that?”

“i mean to stop questioning me like a jealous boy,” you sneered, “the only reason you hate me is because i rejected you and maybe if you brought yourself out of your big ego for once, you would realise i might’ve said yes had you been a little nicer!”

annie whistled beside you, a proud smile on her face. that boy looked hurt. momentarily. then, his smirk reappeared, “you have a zit on your nose.” laughter again. what the hell was wrong with him and his friends. you rolled your eyes, a retort on the tip of your tongue.

“reiner, maybe you should stop..” that shy, almost lazy voice from yesterday.. had he always been there? your eyes drifted to the bertholdt character you’d only now just been aware of.

“aw, bertl it’s just a bit of fun,” reiner slapped his shoulder, crinkling the boy’s blazer near the arm. bertholdt looked at it and frowned, an almost sad and far off look remaining in his eye. the buffer boy of the two leaned in, barely any space between their noses, “don’t tell me you like her..”

the taller one sighed, “stop it, i’m just telling you not to waste your breath, she wasn’t wrong when she said you look like a jealous boyfriend..” and bertholdt was jealous of you. honestly, he wanted you out of the picture.

with a sigh, reiner backed off. his bicep bumped your shoulder, emphasising the height difference. marcel and jean scoffed at you and annie, following him. this time, you noticed bertholdt too.

“you struck a nerve,” annie giggled, letting you join arms with her. nodding, you prided yourself, “i know!”

later on in the day, reiner sat in the boy’s changing room, venting to bertholdt about earlier’s interaction. bertholdt, however, was more concerned with the lingering thought, does he still like her? exchanging his formal shirt for his gym shirt.

“hey reiner, do you still like her?” the boy asked, irises quaking with uncertainty. reiner’s face exploded into pink.

“i hate that bitch..” he grumbled, slipping into a pair of sweatpants, “i just love giving her a hard time.”

there was silence between the two, being the last ones out of the locker room. then, a sigh followed by a “is it that obvious?” ensued. bertholdt looked down, a non verbal i knew it going through his head, “yeah, it is..”

“honestly, i think you should drop it,” his jaw tensed, “your bully tactic isn’t working, it hasn’t worked.” reiner was quick to be at bertholdt’s side, “if i didn’t know any better, you are jealous.. what kind of friend are you?”

clearly not the loyal type, bertholdt thought, biting his cheek, “the friend that’s tired of seeing and hearing you pursue a girl that hates you.. calling her a slut isn’t getting you anywhere! no, i’m not jealous, i’m bored..”

“ah..” reiner let the noise slip and retreated to his claimed section if the locker room, “i.. i get your point, sorry bertl.” he was surprised. bertholdt had never been one to raise his voice.

with a sad glance in his direction, bertholdt said nothing and left to join the others on the track field. reiner knew he was jealous, just not aware of who he was jealous of. entering the field, everyone had already lined up and was ready to complete whatever task had been explained.

“hoover, you’re late!” mr shadis yelled, “where is braun?” all eyes were on him. he could recognise everyone’s faces, but he payed attention to yours. bertholdt could acknowledge a pretty girl, you were definitely in the higher ranks of his mental list. you were the bane of his life, the thing reiner focused on.

“i’m sorry, sir, we were in the nurses office,” bertholdt excused himself, “reiner is still changing.” shadis gave him a weary eye before tutting, “don’t let it happen again.”

“yes, sir.”

shadis asked your team, consisting of you, ymir, eren, and connie to demonstrate a relay race once reiner came out. the full track was 400 metres, meaning you would all run 100 each. the four of you got into your agreed order in the middle row: eren, ymir, connie, you. eren received a bright yellow baton and got into position before the siren went off. when it did, he sprinted towards your friend. as he gave her the baton, he tripped over himself and landed ass-up on the floor, receiving laughter from everyone.

before you knew it, you had your hand holding out for connie as you began to jog when he got within ten steps of you. you were on the school’s national team for relay. you prided yourself for that. that’s how you learned a particular technique to preserve energy.

you’d jog as you waited for the third person to pass on the baton and when you finally received it, you would begin longer, slower strides–almost like you were hopping–on your tiptoes before takung shorter, faster steps. not to forget to lean your body lower towards the ground to propel yourself forward. that always earned you top two in annual nationals.

so, you did just that. you crossed the finish line, chest barely heaving as ymir walked up to you. shadis had set up four individual stop watches and got three other students to control them everytime the baton had been passed.

“jaeger, 13.57 seconds,” shadis glowered at him, “shave off seven next time.”

putting down that stop watch, he examined the next two, “fritz and springer, you both landed on 11.8,” his lip twitched into a smirk that quickly left his face. shadis moved onto your one, “l/n, 9.7, keep that up and you’ll hold a world record.”

a smile erupted onto your face as ymir pat your back. historia, annie, and pieck surrounded you to congratulate you, which you brushed off as practice.

bertholdt observed you, he really wanted to know what was so special about you that made reiner so obsessed. he noticed how, unlike most people, you had dimples under your mouth instead of on your cheeks. they showed up when you smiled. your eyebrows were naturally full and you had great facial harmony. as you ran, bertholdt noticed that you had a body lots of girls wanted but that didn’t make you stand out to him.

ymir guided you over some point during his analysis, his face heating up when he realised ymir was talking to him amd not you.

“sorry, what were you saying?” bertholdt apologised, slouching to ease tension in his shoulders. ymir gestured to you, who had a bored, almost uninterested look on your face as you glanced up at him from your fingers, up to his face, and back to your fingers.

“i said, since you two don’t know each other well, i thought i’d introduce you two,” ymir repeated herself, irk edging her tone, “y/n, this is bertholdt. the boy you had never seen before until now.” you didn’t know who he was? his lips thinned in minor embarrassment. he probably looked like an idiot. reiner and ymir already accused him of liking you, and now he happened to be distracted and went all red while he was looking in your direction.

“hi,” you murmured, finally taking away your attention from your fingers. considering his low presence, he was big. he had wide shoulders and his arms strained against the fabric of his long-sleeved shirt. he had to be 6’5 minimum! it impressed you, sure, but he was just another follower of reiner’s.

“oh, ymir, annie and pieck are running,” you pulled on her arm, dragging her away from the boy. that’s when bertholdt realised it. it wasn’t your beauty that had reiner hooked, nor was it your body shape and curves.

no, it was your unattainability.

[natsuki208]

Paradis! A World without Titans - Character infos 🏫

Here’s a summary of the 104th Squad within my AOT Modern AU, hope you enjoy. (Spoiler free for my friend)

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Eren Jaeger (15) - A teen boy who’s hot tempered but meaningful towards people he cares for. He lives a normal life from home to school, but he always seeks the thrill of adventure. But he won’t unless his friends are dragged along for the ride.

Mikasa Ackerman (15) - She’s strong as an ox, best student during gym classes, yet doesn’t know how to open up emotions to others. Mikasa’s been friends with Eren since they met as kids, and I think she’s starting to grow feelings for him.

Armin Arlert (15) - The childhood best friend of Eren before Mikasa. Very smart and is relied on by everyone at school. His parents are off working in another country so he’s currently living with his grandpa. A book nerd with no shame.

Jean Kirstein (15) - Has a temper like Eren yet he despises him most of the time. He sometimes comes off as an arrogant jerk but deep down cares for people. The captain of the school’s soccer team. Currently dating his old friend, Marco.

Marco Bodt (16) - An angel personified. This freckled boy is always kind and thoughtful and basically the voice of reason within his friend group. He has a part time job at the local library down town. Currently dating his old friend, Jean.

Connie Springer (15) - Even though he’s not the sharpest tool in the shed, he’s fun to be around and can often be a prankster. Spends most of his free time playing video games, which results in him sleeping halfway through his classes.

Sasha Braus (16) - This fun loving girl comes from a country background; her family moved to the town a generation ago. She likes food a bit too much, whenever people see her, she always has some snack or meal in her hands. Hangs out with Connie.

Christa Lenz (15) - She comes across to most people as ‘the star pupil of the school’ with her well-mannered behaviour, but she’s really not the pure image they all believe. She’s in charge of the school dance club. Currently dating Ymir.

Ymir (17) - Not much is known about this sly, sarcastic girl, hence why she barely has people to hang out with (except Christa). She does often show a caring side, but she quickly brushes it off with more sarcasm. Currently dating Christa.

Reiner Braun (17) - The ‘big brother’ type of guy and aces at any physical activity, in and out of school. Strengths are soccer and giving advice to friends, his weakness? Dogs. Mainly the big ones. Childhood friends with Bertholdt.

Annie Leonhart (16) - Just like Mikasa, she’s a very skilful and athletic girl, but is a lot more shy and quiet so prefers spending time on her own. Although talks to Reiner and Bertholdt occasionally, only because she knows them more.

Bertholdt Hoover (16) - Unlike Reiner who’s an extrovert, Bertholdt is an introvert. Spends most of this time reading at home or talking with animals outside in the school gardens. Childhood friends with Reiner and has a secret crush on Annie.