#reiner hcs

[chrollohearttags]

aggressive sex with reiner after teasing him all day long during your shopping spree.

content warning: heavy squirting, cowboy reiner, plus size black fem reader, oral sex, foot play, super vocal dom reiner (him talking his shit cause whew 😵‍💫), spit kink, slapping, daddy kink, choking

this is sort of an excerpt/drabble for a full fic that I’m working on because lord knows when I’ll get around to finishing it but this thought wouldn’t leave me.

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it was as if you had stepped into a parallel universe. One completely opposite from the one you knew..especially in the bedroom!..things were so different tonight between you and your beloved husband that you’d hardly even recognize him. And yet..

“Yer’ dripping, baby..a fucking mess. You better not let me miss a drop either..matter of fact, shake that ass in my face. You know exactly what I like.”

you were loving this side of him! Aggressive, talkative and so demanding of you. Smacking your round asscheeks as you threw them back onto his head that was smothered in between them. Twerking on his face as he tongue fucked you from behind. Slurping and sucking on that sensitive pussy like a sweet delicacy. Those rough, loud grunts mumbling against your sex and making it feel ten times better. Making you reach back and grip your ankles; the diamond tennis bracelet and $20,000 wedding ring glistening underneath the bedroom lights. Just a small fraction of the amenities he spoiled you with. After all, it was worth it for the way you fucked him in return..

“Take that fucking pillow out of yer’ mouth, sweetheart. I need to hear how good of a job I’m doin’. Feel good getting ya’ pussy ate like this?”

“Yes! So fucking—ahh! Shit…”

your admission interrupted by yet another orgasm. Squirting on both his face and the silk linen underneath you. Those eyes crossing in the process and your body going limp for a moment..which in turn pleased him. “There it is…come on daddy’s tongue, baby. You taste so good..” See, you had been giving him little teasers and previews of what was in store when you got home and now he was reaping the rewards. Watching you spread yourself open with those pretty new nails he had just paid to have done, along with the cute lace thong he had tugged aside to eat you out. Watching you tremble, he’d spit down onto that entrance and puckering asshole before leaning up and prompting you to turn over with a heavy palm to the ass.

“Lemme spit in that pretty mouth too—ya’ like that, don’t you?”

“Yes, daddy! I love it..love when you treat me like a slut..”

finally getting you face to face with his fingers pumping between your lips. Watching how happy you became when he fed you a couple slaps. “I know ya’ do. That’s why you were in the car, sending me those sexy lil’ videos of you playing with your pussy. Saying ya’ wanted me to fuck the shit out of you.” Hooking his fingers into your jaw, Reiner burrowed his entire weight over you, diving between those pretty little legs. You didn’t have the strength to hold them open so he’d be glad to pin them up. “Had me sneaking away from work to stroke myself..made me come so hard..you’re such a tease..” Mainly because he wanted to flick his tongue around and suck on those freshly done toes..kissing on your instep and ankle as he began to feed you deep strokes. But not before slapping that cock against your very needy and warm slit. His opposite hand eventually snaked around your throat before bending down and smirking in your face.

“So I’ll give you what ya’ need…all this dick, just for you, pretty girl. Gonna fuck you all night.”

[umeoniii]

size kink y reiner…

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!: fem reader, size kink,

“ah reiner it hurts.” you whined clawing at his back

“ ‘m not even all the way in yet.” he groaned looking down at your cunt.

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“r- really?” you sputtered looking down to see he was only half way in and you could already see his bulge in your abdomen.

you looked up at him while he slowly pushed himself in more. when he was finally all the way in you sighed in relief wrapping your shaky legs around his waist.

“those thigh highs are so cute on you princess, it makes me appreciate those chubby thighs of yours even more.” he chuckled kissing your cheeks

he started thrusting into you slowly so you could catch up with him, but it was still so impossible to deal with the size difference.

you looked at the ceiling listening to him panting like a tired puppy in your ear. his hands kneaded into the flesh of your sides, while tears brimmed your waterline.

“your pussy’s so good.” he groaned getting faster, his big hand gripping onto the headboard. “im so big i probably stretch you out each time we fuck, don’t i?” he laughed breathlessly

“mhm hm” you hummed brain foggy from the penetration.

reiner started to get faster, his heavy balls smacked at your fleshy ass. he brought his lips down to your glossed ones absorbing your moans and whimpers trying to keep you quiet.

his tongue swirled around your mouth kissing you for as you could possibly take it before rubbing out of breath. you pushed back, salvia running down your chin.

“rei feels so good, keep goin’ jus like that.” you whined wrapping your arms around his neck.

he looked at your face seeing your smeared makeup and mascara running down your cheeks. he felt so good knowing that he pleased you well.

he buried his head into your neck smelling the lavender perfume he had bought for you, groaning just from the thought of you loving something he got for you.

you felt his tip rubbing the inside of you, your eyes rolled back.

“reiner, m’ bouta cum.” you rubbed his back

“go ahead lovely” he said, muffled from your skin

you wrapped your arms around his neck, panting and whining as you came all over his dick.

he pulled out and wrapped his hands around his fat cock, pumping himself over your opened legs and tummy.

“you’ll let me come all over you? right princess.” he groaned getting closer

you nodded your head, your brain still not clear yet.

he shut his eyes tightly gritting his teeth as he came all of your belly, white strings of his semen covering your stomach and tits.

he layed both his hands on your boobs, the both of you catching your breath. you looked up at him and he looked down at you smirking, before picking you up.

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a/n: im still workin on requests guys, i just wanted to feed u guys a lil bit, this was also bcs i’ve been thinking about reiner for a while shhh ;)

[colossal-fallout]

Daddy Reiner 👶

New series of headcannons. What the character is like as a parent. Including conception, during the pregnancy and after.

Includes; Non-childbearing persons.

Warnings: smut. Fluff.

Conception 🌺

It's well known in my headcannons that Reiner has heavy kinks within the areas of mating presses and a pregnancy kink. Taking this into account he almost blew his load on the spot when you bring up the subject of starting a family.

Seriously. Like first his heart almost leaped out of his chest, tears threatening those honeyed eyes... but once it hit home, he was beyond ferral.

Growling. Lots of growling into you and moans you've never heard come from him before as he dips as deep as he can into you.

He's desperate, pawing at you a lot more urgently than he's ever done before. High pitched squeaks are escaping him as he's far too gone to keep watch of what noises he makes.

"Gonna give you all my cum... nurgh.. every. Last. Drop."

"Fuck... take it all... take all of me baby... uh... fuck ~~"

"You're gonna be leaking my cum from everywhere. S-so full... your gonna be... so so full of me..."

Roars as he experiences the biggest orgasm of his life. He wanted to make sure his cock spewed everything he had so he'd been edging himself for hours. Fucking you painfully slowly. You're beyond gone from the amount of times his delicious fat head as sent you into the heavens.

Keeps himself plugged in you after, his cock hardening again quickly he's that turned on by the whole thing. He can't help but thrust his juices into you and to both of your surprise he cums again.

Pretty much every fuck is like that from now on because when you do conceive and your stomach starts to swell - he loses control for too easily.

For those who aren't able or chose not to bear children, Reiner gets just as excited when you suggest adoption. He'll still ravage you, pumping you full with his seed and kissing your lower stomach deeply before teasingly making his way to your sex.

During pregnancy 🌷

As much as he loves you and his little unborn bambino, he still has a couple of freak outs. He never had a dad. Could he be a Good one without witnessing it being modeled? You were the one who had to teach him how to do up his tie. How the hell could he be useful in this family dynamic?

You obviously reassure him. He'd be an amazing dad.

He's at your side 24/7. Makes sure you drink enough, eat enough, God help you if you lift something heavy - he'll scold you out of love.

Sick? He'll hold your hair and rub your back. If you're like me and prefer to be alone when you're spewing up the contents of your stomach, he'll reluctantly hover outside until you're done.

Adores making slow love to you while you're swollen and stuffed with his seed.

Reads loads of pregnancy and parenting books. He's preparing himself the best he can.

His face turns green when he learns about things like mucus plugs and the like. But it'll help him put on a brave face when the time arrives.

Adoption ♥

For those who aren't able or chose not to bear children, Reiner gets just as excited when you suggest adoption. He'll still ravage you, pumping you full with his seed and kissing your lower stomach deeply before teasingly making his way to your sex.

He can't contain how excited he is. He's like a kid on Christmas eve. He wants to shout it from the rooftops.

When you visit the orphanage, he's pretty sad. He knows what it's like to be in that situation (sort of) and he wants to take them all home and give them a loving family. He is so sweet.

Whether you adopt or conceive - if you aren't married yet, he will certainly be proposing very soon.

Other than this points, Reiner will be no different if you decide to adopt <3

Arrival 💐

Holds your hand the entire time. Doesn't flinch when you're almost breaking his fingers. He admires you so much, putting yourself through the pain to bring a small person into the world.

He's in awe. Totally in love. With both you and the little one. Silent tears stream down his face and as soon and it's just the three of you, sobs uncontrollably.

That moment he pledges his soul to his new little family ❤️

If you have twins or triplets, he breaks down sobbing regardless of who is in the room. He's just overwhelmed with love and joy.

"How could a man like me create something so tiny and perfect?" He'll whisper in awe.

Helps with the night feeds. He stays awake (he's used to that from training anyway) making sure you get your rest. He suggests you pump breast milk so he can feed them during the night.

Very protective. No animals around the baby for the first year. No strangers touching them. No one kissing them. Nothing. Nada. And he's not shy about letting people know his rules, either.

Almost broke Connie's jaw when he went to pinch their cheek.

Carries baby on his shoulders when they're a little older. He constantly plays with them and his favorite part of the day is coming home from work to see his two loves.

Goes ape shit if another child pushes yours over. He will demand to see their parent immediately.

Reiner will certainly want more than one. He'd have probably about five kids, given how much he loves them (and loves making them)

WOULD NOT care if his little girl wants to get muddy with football or his boy wants to be a ballerina. He'll support them unconditionally.

Reiner is an amazing father. A supportive and loyal husband too. He really is just the best <3

[dompubliczn]

saying that reiner adores evenings with you the most is an understatement.

he adores the evenings when you both do two separate things right before going to sleep - him reading one chapter of a book or an article in a newspaper, you mending a piece of clothing that you, or him, unintentionally have torn. the lights are dim, your bodies separated, but somehow still connected. knowing that in every second, he can reach out for your hand and you will squeeze back without hesitation, that he can say your name whenever and you will always reply - gives him the biggest comfort. it’s so simple, but this feeling of certainty - that you are with him right now and you’re ready to be with him forever - that’s what makes these evenings meaningful.

reiner obviously adores the evenings when he gets to make love to you too. oh, to feel your warm hands sliding down his back, your nails unconsciously digging into his bicep, your quickened breath on his mouth. this closeness is divine, and reaching his satisfaction is nice, but it’s the connection of your hearts that matters to him the most. he adores the way your bodies are melting together, how he wouldn’t know which one of the intertwined hands is his since it’s been soaked in your warmth for a long time now. how he gets to kiss your flushed face and caress your skin the way only he can, how he gets to move without a rush and listen to your heavenly moans, feeling you around him, creating his heaven on earth. evenings turn into nights when you both are rolling under the bedsheets repeatedly, hoping the sun never rises so you can remember each other’s touch forever.

but the evenings reiner adores the most are when you both lay down facing each other, your fingers playing with his while you both get to talk about your days, nights, feelings and insecurities. the lights are off, thinking you would fall asleep immediately, but one of the hearts, or quite often both, is too heavy to end the day with slumber yet, having a need to be heard. reiner’s eyes are squinting to see your face in the dark, even though he doesn’t need that to feel you wholly. talking about his fears, things he could have done better and plans for the future. him voicing out thoughts varying from the most simple, humanlike ones, to the ones that touch the deepest parts of his soul, leaving him the most vulnerable. you don’t laugh at him. you don’t scream at him because of his mistakes. you listen, appreciating his every word, and when it’s your turn to talk, he will do the same for you. that’s when he feels he gets to touch your soul the most, your true core, and he can’t help but let you into his too, right in this pitch black bedroom, your hand tightly in his.

no matter how meaningless you think these evenings are, reiner sees them, appreciates them and is thankful for them forever. he’s sure he doesn’t deserve to experience the things you make him feel, but he’s sure he couldn’t live without them anymore either.

[arminsfavoritepookie]

Sugar daddy Reiner who epitomizes gentility and compassion, an absolute pillar of strength and security to those around him. His authoritative presence commands respect, accentuated by his well-tailored black suit, accentuating his broad and sturdy shoulders.

The sartorial statement screams of raw power, reiterating Reiner’s dominance. With an arm perpetually poised on the small of your back, he shields you from the noise of business dealings, bringing an overwhelming sense of calmness, shielding you from any misfortunes.

Donning a pristine white, thigh-slit dress personally chosen by him, you bask in Reiners enchanting persona, basking in the rays of elegance and sophistication emanating from his commanding persona. Reiner’s golden blonde hair and rough-hewn stubble make him the epitome of manhood, filling your heart with an unparalleled warmth whenever he whispers into your ears, expressing his devotion for you.

Notwithstanding his tenacity, Reiner often feels agitated when around multitudes of people, unease rising from within. The formidable self-doubt pulls him down, leading him to question his adequacy in being with someone of your calibre, someone that the world regards as a paragon of beauty.

As you witness the unanticipated trepidation seeping into his eyes, you realize his deepest fear; the fear of losing you. A sensation of profound gratitude flows through you, filling you with an undeniable sense of satisfaction that you're capable of providing him with the solace and protection he seeks in moments of vulnerability.

The thought of leaving him is unfathomable, and thus you tenderly hold him, imparting him with stability and fortitude, becoming his faithful and steady partner through thick and thin. Reiner’s presence in your life imbues it with unmatched worth, leaving you no room for contemplation of life without him.

Sugar daddy Reiner embodies all that is charming and tender in the bedroom. His gentle caresses, paired with soft, delicate kisses, have you transfixed and yearning for more.

His firm grip, clasping your hand in a tight embrace as you begin to writhe, all the while his visage buried in the soft, supple flesh of your neck, sends shivers down your spine. Your cries of ecstasy, though unbidden, come naturally as he indulges himself, his thick cock plunging ever deeper within you.

Yet, as you writhe and twist under his affectionate ministrations, you cannot help but sense a hesitation. It is as though he holds back, unwilling to truly unleash the full force of his tremendous size upon your form.

Though you are no delicate flower, his robustness intimidates you, and he knows this all too well. With subtle hints, you have tried to coax him into letting go, but to no avail. His responses, each and every time, are a kiss and a whisper, professing his love and his reluctance to ever harm you.

Sugar Daddy Reiner often woke up in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat, his body trembling with fear. His dreams were always vivid, haunting him with terrible images and sounds that he couldn't shake off. But the worst part was when he would claw at his own skin, as if trying to escape from some unseen monster, calling out your name in a piteous whimper.

Your heart ached seeing him like that, shattered and broken, and you wished you could take away all his pain.  But you couldn't. Not really. Because there were certain boundaries to your relationship with him; he was nothing more than a sugar daddy to you, not your boyfriend, not your husband.

You knew that his nightmares were a symptom of something deeper, something he wasn't willing to share with you, and it frustrated you to no end. 

Every time you attempted to address the issue of his nightmares, he would push you away, shutting himself off from you and asking you to leave. This was deeply frustrating because you longed for him to take that final step, to offer himself to you wholeheartedly, yet it seemed like he was hesitant to do so.

The emotional distance between the two of you became a source of constant worry, gnawing at you every time you were together.  Although Reiner's constant attention and generous gifts were appreciated, they never felt enough. You craved more than just material possessions, and it seemed like he was simply attempting to make up for the lack of intimacy with his lavish offerings.

Despite his efforts, you knew that this wasn't what you wanted. You wanted the real Reiner, flaws and quirks included, but the impenetrable wall that stood between you two seemed insurmountable. 

Reiner was intuitive enough to notice that something was amiss. He bombarded you with incessant texts and calls, making you anxious and overwhelmed. You knew that avoiding him forever wasn't a solution, so you tried to force yourself to face him every time he asked to see you. But it was always the same routine— the half-hearted touches, the strained smiles, the promises that never materialized, and it only added to your growing frustration.

  Every time you came up with an excuse to decline his invitation, his voice carried an underlying sadness that further fueled your sense of inadequacy. You wanted nothing more than to give him what he asked for, to show him how much he meant to you, but somehow you could never muster up the courage to do it. You remained stuck in a self-imposed trap of disappointment, struggling to find a way out.

Sugar Daddy Reiner was a man who had it all—the money, the power, the influence. But all of it seemed meaningless in the face of losing you, his heart's greatest desire. As he lay awake at night (for the first day without you) , he could feel his heart tearing apart at the thought of you leaving him.

He knew deep down that all you wanted was for him to let down his guard and reveal the man he truly was beneath the polished exterior.  But Reiner was trapped in the grip of his insecurities, unable to break free of the gnawing doubts and incessant anxieties that consumed him. Every time he tried to reach out to you, you always avoided him, leaving him feeling even more isolated and alone.

It was like a vicious cycle, with his fear driving him deeper and deeper into despair.  The more he pushed you away, the more desperate he became to hold onto you. He would try to catch glimpses of you whenever he could, stalking your social media profiles, driving past your apartment building, and sending you messages that he knew you'd take hours to respond.

  It was a frenzied haze of emotion that he found himself caught in—the urge to be close to you, to hold onto you tightly, to never let go. And yet, he felt powerless to stop himself from spiraling out of control.  In a moment of clarity, he found himself walking down the quiet street towards the quaint little cafe where you worked.

He knew that this was his last chance to save what little was left of his shattered heart. He knew that if he could just speak to you, really speak to you, and lay all his cards on the table, he might just be able to salvage something from the wreckage.

Sugar Daddy Reiner, a man of poise and prestige, appeared as if he had been through the wringer. His normally impeccable hair was disheveled and unkempt, resembling a bird's nest perched atop his head.

His eyes, typically radiant with care, now appeared to be exhausted, surrounded by a pair of dark circles that bespoke an underlying burden. It was apparent that something had upended the self-assured and unwavering Reiner, a sight so unfamiliar that it nearly shattered his identity.  

As he approached you, his hands trembled with an unease that seemed palpable, begging for reassurance. His throaty murmur was barely audible over the rustling leaves and soft swish of grass, "Can I talk to you for a moment?" You saw him, then—vulnerable, in pain, his once mighty demeanor wavering in a quiver.

Without a second thought, you grasped his hand, silently reassuring him with your presence and comforting words. The tenseness in his frame slowly began to ease as you tightened your embrace. The closeness between the two of you sparked something more intense than a simple attraction.

  After a moment of shared embrace, Reiner spoke, "Are you done with me?" You could sense the despair lurking behind his question. Your heart wrenched with empathy. Shaking your head vehemently, you could see his grasp on reality starting to fade, fearing the loss of another loved one. You gently spoke,

"No, I am not done with you. I could never be." The declaration eased his trepidation for the moment, but the angst in his eyes was apparent. He spoke again, his hands shaking with uncertainty, "Then why have you been avoiding me?"

   At his inquiry, you swallowed your emotions and thought about how best to answer him. After a deep breath, you expressed, "I want more of you. Not just the physical, but the entire package. I want to know what inspires you, what moves you, your hopes, your dreams." He went silent for a moment, his eyes now glued to the ground, weighed down with heavy contemplation.

Then, he raised his head and spoke in a raspy, earnest voice, "I want more too." He took a deep breath before continuing, his words shaky, "I'll give you anything, anything you want. Just stay with me."

Tears began to trickle down his cheek as he clutched onto your uniform, a wave of anguish over the possibility of losing another. It was an act of vulnerability, rare for a man who was usually impenetrable, but one that showed you how much he genuinely cared for you.

Sugar daddy Reiner who showered you with lavish clothes and all sorts of gifts that night, leaving your heart racing and your hands trembling. The excitement didn't stop there, though, as he whisked you off to his penthouse apartment and proceeded to ravage your body with his rough and unrelenting thrusts, finally letting go all sense of hesitation. 

You moaned and writhed beneath him, unable to resist his masculine charms as he explored every inch of your body. He whispered sweet nothings into your ear, grunting out words of love and affection that left you dizzy with desire.

  When it was over, he held you tightly, unwilling to let you go. You could feel the warmth of his breath on your neck as he whispered promises of forever, his words echoing in your mind as you drifted off to sleep in his strong embrace.

Reiner, who once was just a sugar daddy to you, is now your beloved boyfriend, and you couldn't even imagine a future without him by your side.

[hoejosatoru]

Hating Game

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Reiner

Summary: Your friends are sick of the constant fighting between you and Reiner. They creature a plan that they hope will force the two of you to get along, which ends ups working a little too well. This is basically born from me hating Reiner, but then Mappa made him hot and now I have complicated feelings about it.

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: Reader has no specified skin or hair color, name calling (bitch, douche, dick, slut etc), being locked in with someone, you and Reiner are mean to each other, y/n mentions kissing a girl, fingering, light choking, riding him, teasing, rough sex, a touch of cervix fucking, doggy, cream pie, being walked in on not proof read MDNI

“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” you growled, banging on the locked door.

“This will be good for you both,” Armin’s muffled voice responded.

“Nothing could be good about being stuck with her,” Reiner, the bane of your existence, shouted back. Just the sound of his voice made your body cringe.

“That attitude is exactly why you’re in there,” Mikasa replied from the other side of the door. You couldn’t believe your friends conspired against you like this. You had been told to grab a cooler from the basement when you found Reiner down there looking for the same thing.

“I’m already on that,” he had said.

“Well maybe if you weren’t such an incompetent idiot then they wouldn't have sent me.”

And then you heard the telltale sound of a door shutting and locking. Bringing you to where you are now, begging to friends behind that locked door.

“Eren come on, you have to agree this is evil.” Eren was the one person who was on the same page about you with Reiner. You shared many laughs at his expense, but your hatred definitely ran a bit deeper.

“Sorry, y/n, I got out voted,” he replied. “And didn’t want to get locked in there with you.” There was a current of laughter in his voice and even though he was your good friend, you knew he probably found this hilarious. You were going to strangle him when you got out of here.

“This is a fire hazard,” Reiner huffed. Even though he was a steps below you, you could feel his breath on your neck. You wanted to retch.

“We will be done by the lake, if there is a fire we’d see it before you,” Armin replied. His voice was getting harder to hear, meaning he was getting further away. “All you have to do is make up and we will let you out. Good luck!” You were also going to strangle Armin when you got out.

You banged on the door and called their names a few more times, but there was no response. They were gone, they truly locked you in here with him. Fuck it, you were going to strangle all of them. Sasha, Jean, and Connie were all in on it and they would not be excluded from your ire.

“Would you fucking stop with the banging? They’re obviously not coming back and you’re giving me a headache,” Reiner grumbled.

“Your fucking voice gives me a headache,” you huffed, pushing past him down the stairs. You could not believe this. This was supposed to be a relaxing weekend. You’d been looking forward to hanging out with your friends at the Armin’s family lake house for weeks. You had been determined to not let Reiners presence ruin that, but that clearly didn’t work.

“You’re such a bitch.”

“You’re a fucking douche bag.”

A typical conversation between you and Reiner, truly. This plot was going to backfire because being stuck with him on this beautiful day was making you want to kill him more, not less. You scanned the basement, which was thankfully finished. If you had been stuck in a musty concrete basement with Reiner all day you probably would have just drowned yourself in the lake. As nice as it was, though, there was no escape. There were a few windows at the very top, but they were typical tiny basement windows. There was no way you could fit through them. There was a bathroom that you could lock yourself in, but you didn’t want to make things easier for him. Although a toilet would be better company.

“You’re breathing too loud,” you said, icily. That was one thing you hated about him - his complete  lack of self awareness. Whether he was talking loudly or man spreading, he never had any qualms about dominating the space around him. It grated your nerves.

“Oh, I’m sorry, should I stop?” he asked with false sincerity.

“Yes, actually I would love that.”

He flipped you off, you rolled your eyes. Great fucking plan Armin!

You were sure exactly what caused your mutual hatred. There was never one big fight, it had always been this way. You were like cats and dogs, oil and water, toothpaste and orange juice - you just did not mix. Over time that dislike grew to disdain and has now blossomed into full-blown hatred.

“It’s your fault we are in here,” Reiner stated.

“Wow, you not taking any accountability? Consider me shocked,” you replied with faux surprise.

“You know you’re a bigger bitch than me.”

You snorted. “Are you calling yourself a little bitch? In that case I fully agree.”

“I am not calling myself a little bitch,” Reiner hissed. He sounded so ridiculous it made you bust out laughing, which only pissed him off more. “But I am saying you’re nasty for no reason.”

“I always have a reason,” you retorted, “and the reason is you’re a dick.”

“Right, and you’re an angel,” Reiner replied sardonically.

You ran your tongue over your canine, smiling wickedly. “Funny, that’s what Historia said after she kissed me.” It was the worst kept secret in your friend group that Reiner had a huge crush on Historia, who wanted nothing to do with him romantically. You and Historia kissed at a party once - a meaningless drunk make out, but you knew it drove Reiner insane. It was your favorite button of his to push.

Reiner’s eye twitched and his jaw clenched. He was pissed. You could laugh. “Oh fuck off.” 

“Aw did I strike a nerve?” you questioned, “It’s probably for the best Historia doesn't like guys. I’m not sure your ego could survive hooking up with her and not making her cum.”

“I can make girls cum,” Reiner snapped, which made you laugh.

“Any man that says he can make girls cum absolutely can’t.”

“Right like you’re any better? You’re such a frigid bitch I bet you just lay there like a dead fish,” Reiner replied.

“You know, I’ve heard imagination is only as good as your experiences,” you said, “Do you have a lot experiences with girls laying under you like a dead fish? I’ll let you in on a little secret- that means they’re not enjoying it.”

“You think a lot about me having sex, huh? If you want me, you just have to ask,” Reiner jabbed. He was standing right in from you now and you hated that you had to look up at him, how his body was so large it eclipsed yours. “Of course, the answer will be no, but it will give me a good laugh.”

You fake gagged. “You fucking wish.”

You stared at each other with a palpable intensity. You wanted to say it was just hatred, but you knew there was something else there, lurking underneath. You would never, ever, ever admit it. But there was a very small (microscopic, you swear) part of you that was attracted to Reiner. It was like the stupid, cavewoman part of your brain that couldn’t control. You hated the way your body reacted to him, it was like a betrayal. It only fueled your hatred for him more.

“I hate you,” Reiner said.

“I hate you more,” you hissed, “Now get out of my fucking face.” You lifted your hands to shove him away, but Reiner grabbed your wrists. It was the first time he’d ever touched you and it felt... strange. Like and electric shock. You saw the bewildered look in his eye and knew he felt it too.

There was a beat of tense, charged silence before you crashed together. You couldn’t say who kissed who first; it was mutual pull like magnets. You couldn’t really process what was happening, one second you were telling him you hated him and the next you were kissing. Not just kissing, but a deep, desperate make out. 

Your hands were all over each other, wild and frantic. His hands were tangled in your hair, yours gripping his strong shoulders and sliding up his neck. You felt insane; you couldn’t believe you were doing this. Kissing Reiner. Worse, you were aching for more. Your hatred for him was still there, but you couldn’t fight the feeling building in your lower stomach.

You both pulled away, breathless. “I still hate you,” you growled.

“Fuck you.”

And then you were kissing again. Reiner was pulling you down to the floor with him, your body straddling his. His large hand slid up your thighs and into your shorts. You gasped as his finger glided over your underwear, then into them. “You’re real fucking wet for someone you’re suppose to hate,” Reiner smirked, toying with your pussy.

Your gripped his cock through his pants and squeezed it. Hard. Reiner groaned. “And you’re rock fucking hard for a frigid bitch.” Your grip loosened on him as Reiner slipped a finger inside you, pressing a spot that made you weak. Reiner smirked at your reaction. So it’s gonna be like that, huh?

You attacked his lips as he fingered you. His long, thick fingers feeling better than you cared to admit. You bit at his lower lip, tugging on it before releasing. Reiner groaned into your mouth at the sharpness of your teeth against his annoyingly soft lips. He pumped his fingers into you hard and fast, your pussy’s wetness making the act obscenely loud. You hated the tangible proof of how aroused you were by him.

Your hands wrapped around his neck. “I should choke the shit out of you,” you grumbled. His body leaned into your touch, prompting you to give his neck a squeeze. A deep groan escaped his and his dick twitched against your thighs. “Oh you like that?” You squeeze harder. “You like being put in your place?” You squeezed even harder, devouring his lips until he was gasping and moaning. His thumb found your clit, rubbing it until your limbs felt weak and you released your grip on his throat. 

“You’re fucking dripping down my hand. Bet you wanna cum so bad, huh?” Your eyes narrowed and you swallowed a moan. You did want to cum, but no way in hell you were caving before he did. You had to keep a shred of your dignity. You swatting his hands away and yanked his boxers down. You tried to keep your face as neutral as possible as you took in the size of him. His cock was annoyingly big. God you had wanted him to have a 2incher so you could laugh in his face, but you couldn’t. He was long and thick in away that made your pussy flutter in anticipation. Not that you’d ever tell him that.

“And desperate to have me inside? Never knew you had it so bad for me,” Reiner said. He was trying to look relaxed, but you didn’t miss how his face twitched as you ran his tip through your slick folds.

“More like I'm desperate to see how quickly you cum,” you fired back. You teased the tip at your aching hole, hating how badly it wanted to suck him in. You didn’t give in yet, wanting to get him more desperate. “What’s your record, one minute? Two?”

Reiner groaned as you squeezed the base of his cock while swirling his tip over your clit. “I can outlast you.” His strained voice said otherwise. “You’re stalling because you know it's true.”

Just to prove him wrong you sunk down on his cock. You went as fast as his thickness allowed, which, frustratingly, was not that fast. You felt the sweet-aching stretch all the way down in your toes. You wanted so badly to not show his effect on you, but a few traitorous moans escaped your lips. Your annoyance at yourself was only quelled when a desperate, throaty groan left his mouth as you bottomed out.

You moved your hips slowly, both to allow yourself to adjust and to tease him more. By the way his hands dug into your hips, you knew it was working. “I know you wanna say it.”

“What?” Reiner questioned, his eyes shamelessly on where he disappears inside you.

“How tight I am.” You squeezed him to emphasize the point, making him grit his teeth. “How good I feel, wet and warm and squeezing your aching cock.” You moved your hips faster as you spoke, a sweat breaking on his brow.

“You’re - fuck-  fucking full of yourself.” The hiccup in his sentence gave you a rush a pride.

“Doesn’t change the fact that you’re desperate to empty yourself inside me,” you pressed on. His hips hitched, meeting yours with small thrusts. He hit a spot deep inside you that made your head fall back, but you didn’t let it deter you. “Bet you’ve dreamt about this. Bet I feel better than you fucking imagined. Admit it.”

“Fuck you.”

You snickered. “I should stop now an blue ball y-”

Before you could finish, or even process what was happened, you were flipped over, ass up and against Reiner. One large hand was on the back of your neck, squishing your face into the carpet. His other hand gripped both your wrists at your lower back, rendering you immobile. “You fucking talk too much.”

Reiner pounded into you, years of frustration coming out in each thrust. He was so deep, you felt him in your stomach, pleasuring parts of you you didn’t know existed. You were helpless, totally submitted to him. You hated it, but you fucking loved it, which what you really hated.

“Fu-nngh-ck” you gasped.

“Oh you like that? You like being put in your place?” Reiner spat your words back out at you. Your pussy pulsed at his words. Reiner chuckled. “You really do like it, huh? Can feel your fucking pussy sucking me in.” He let go of the hand on your neck to grip your hips, letting him get impossibly deeper in you. His tip bruised your cervix in the sweetest, most sinful way.

“Now who’s fucking full of themself?” You snapped, your voice ragged.

“No you’re full of me,” Reiner retorted. “You hate me so much yet you’re taking my dick like a slut. Gonna fucking cum all over me.”

Oh you were not going to let him win. “You’re a piece of fucking shit,” you spat. You squeezed him and wiggled your him against him as best your position allowed. You hear him curse through his teeth behind you. You knew he was close, you could feel it.

But Reiner was not going down without a fight. His fingers found your clit, rubbing hard circles over the sensitive bud. You cried out, a tightening in your lower stomach telling you were close. Desperate times call for desperate measures. You moaned his name, letting all the pleasure you were trying to mask fill the sinful sound of his name. 

Reiner’s hips twitched and you knew you won before you even felt his thick, warm cum fill you. He moaned, a deep, throaty sound as he filled you up. The ecstasy of your triumph pushed you over the edge, a white hot pleasure flaming through your body. It felt so good you couldn’t even keep yourself quiet if you wanted to.

“Oh. My. God.”

Your eyes snapped open because that was not Reiner’s voice. Your head snapped up and found Eren and Armin standing on the stairs look down at you. From that angle, they couldn't see your naked lower half over the couch, but the position you were in left little to imagine. Not to mention the sounds the probably here. Oh god.

Eren was laughing his head off. “This is too fucking good, oh my god.”

“I’m going to fucking kill you Eren,” you yelled. He was never going to let you live this one down.

“Well,” Armin said, “That plan went better than expected.”

[marleysfinest]

what would reiner’s perfect day look like?

in a perfect world, you both wake up a little on the late side. not obscenely late, maybe around 9am, but in comparison to his 5am wakes as a Warrior, reiner considers this a lay-in.

you’re definitely not up and out right away. he loves to bask in the sleepiness and wake up slowly, stretching and rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he wakes you with him by wrapping those big arms around you tightly, planting gentle kisses on your forehead.

if the mood takes you both - and it always does with him - you may very well start the day with the most delicious slow, gentle, sleepy sex. nothing wild - it can be as simple as getting down to it while spooning, but that doesn’t make it any less passionate.

once you pull yourselves from beneath the duvet, reiner will always make you breakfast. whatever you want - pancakes, waffles, a simple slice of toast, it’s all the same to him. all he cares is that you get a good first meal of the day, and that you refuel after your morning antics in bed.

a perfect day to him would involve something as simple as a long walk. he drives you to a nearby village with a stately home to take in the fresh air. if it’s hot out, he’ll always use it as an excuse to picnic on the lawn and buy ice cream. if it’s cold, he spoils you with the biggest hot chocolate with cream and marshmallows to keep you warm. what’s most important to him is that you can use the walk as time to discuss everything; your past, your present, your future, your loves, your hates, and all the silliest things you can think of. he doesn’t mind what it is, he just loves to talk to you.

when you get home, you almost always decide to stay in rather than go out to a fancy restaurant, and reiner doesn’t mind this at all. in fact, he’d sooner curl up on the sofa with takeout and watch some tv with you (his guilty pleasure is Bridgerton) than have to compose and restrain himself across the white linen of a restaurant table. after all, once you’ve both had a glass or two of wine, the air inevitably grows thick with tension. at least if you’re already home he can get you to bed right away.

when the tv goes off and the dinner is cleared away, you might share another glass of wine before diving into one another on the sofa. he pulls you onto his lap so that you're straddling him, his hands firmly gripping your ass right away as he keeps you in place. for now this is enough for him; he's a sucker for a makeout session.

soon enough, though, he can't help it any longer. he lifts you up and marches you to the bedroom and has his way with you in whatever way you please. sometimes it's as tender and soft as the mornings you share, sometimes it's hours spent exploring every part of you in detail, or you wrapping him around your little finger until he practically begs you for more. either way, reiner can't think of a more perfect end to the day.

[multifandoms27-blog]

Reiner Braun Relationship HC's

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Content: Pre-Marley Reiner x GN!Reader

Warnings: Spoilers for S4 part 2 at the end.

Notes: Hi all! I'm currently in finals week, and don't have any motivation to complete requests until finals are over. So accept this short headcanon for a fandom I haven't written for in months. All characters are 18+ here.

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Reiner at first would push you away if he felt you were getting too close. He didn't need to get attached to you, you were just some stupid island devil...

However, as his trauma mounts and his mind becomes more and more shattered and, split, if you will...eventually you make your way in

Truth be told, Reiner has no idea what's happening. One minute he was pushing you away, the next, suddenly you guys are cuddling?

Although you do feel...nice...and warm...and you smell so good...

Reiner is smitten. You have him wrapped around your little finger.

He would do anything for you - dare he say he might ditch Bertholdt for you.

Gives you the biggest kisses, right on the lips in front of everyone. Mostly because he loves you, but another small part of him loves claiming you as his. Ymir already took Christa, he's not going to let you slip away too.

Reiner loves hugging you from behind and kissing your cheek, he also loves being dramatic and kissing your hand while he kneels in front of you

He loves laying his head on your chest at night as you run your fingers through his hair.

He loves how you treat him so nicely and he can see the love in your eyes when you look at him

He loves how he feels so secure in your relationship, in your arms, with you, etc. he wouldn't trade it for the world.

However, what he doesn't love, is how you look up at him with fear, anger and betrayal as Marco is being eaten by a titan thirty feet away from you.

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[h1nanii]

I just came across this photo and likeeee

Why does he look so…yk

Fuckable

🌞

Like omg Ik y’all are seeing this too

Imagine this is him tryna win u over on something dumb and he just stands in the doorframe like that 😭😭

He would look real serious about it too

[chrollohearttags]

i like to think that cowboy!reiner loves when you pack him food before a day of hardwork on the farm.

d’aww, he would and be so happy about it.

even though he’s not technically leaving the house, the farm and work area are quite a bit of ways away from the main estate and he sometimes has to leave, maybe going into town to get feed or conduct a sale for some cattle. Either way, you know he’s hard at work and the thing he looks most forward to midway through the day is his beloved’s home cooking. Every morning, you’re up early while he’s still asleep and hasn’t quite awaken for the day; preparing his lunch. Always making him the most delicious foods. Cooking for him was one of your favorite love languages and ways to show him how much you cared for your husband. From sandwiches, homemade desserts and fried chicken steak..everything he loved. You fill his thermos with freshly made tea or lemonade. As he leaves out for the day, dressed in his work clothes and tossing his lunch bag over his shoulder, he tugs you by your waist, pulling you into a kiss. “What ya’ got for me today, beautiful?” But the best part is when he goes to open it up during the day and he finds the sweet, heartfelt handwritten note signed to him. “Have a wonderful day, sweetheart. I’m so proud and thankful for all of your hard work. I love you so much.” And he feels like he can conquer the whole with your support! He always finds his day that much brighter knowing how much you care.

[toshilove]

i think reiner could be a kpop gg stan

[madewithspice]

Hi! Can I please have a matchup for AOT?

Name- Eiji Age- 18, Height- 5’7” and slim, Gender- demi-boy / non-binary / boy, Pronouns- they / he, Sexuality- the guys, Mbti- INFP

Likes :D

Playing video games (games in general), stickers, dogs/puppies/kittens and other animals, flowers, sweets, long hot showers, cuddling, comfortable silence, feeling protected, sincerity, being wanted/needed, laughing, kisses, hugs (from behind especially omG), listening to music alone (metal/deathcore/pop/punk/alt/rock), giving/receiving gifts, good and smexy pefume/cologne scents, surprises, inside jokes, terms of endearment, pillow forts, assertiveness, sunsets, late night adventures, quiet nights at home, staying up late, good manners, massages, good sense of humour, being competitive, staying inside on rainy days, endless conversations, fun teasing, winning, babysitting/playing with cute kids (it’s my side thing aside from my part-time job haha), decorating and planning for birthdays, making others feel appreciated, amusement/theme/water parks, Halloween, cosplay/costumes, spending time alone.

Dislikes >:O

School/studying (but I do it anyway), deadlines, clinginess, feeling insecure/nervous, being talked over, super crowded places, experiencing gender dysphoria, feeling useless, fake people, awkward silences, arguing, weather that’s too hot, uncleanliness, small talk, being forced to do something I don't wanna do, being forced to spend time with people I don't like, being put under pressure, messes, being around people for too long, getting lost, being late, feeling bored, rejection, spoilers, socks with sandals, swearing too much, having my picture taken, pushovers, toxic masculinity, public speaking, cooking, douchebags, people who are too strict/serious, crying in front of anyone

Other :)

I would say that I’m kind, very empathetic and the type of person that people feel they are able to confide in. You’ll probably see me as quiet before you get to know me, and I am pretty shy to be honest, so it does take a minute for me to open up. But once you get to know me, it's different. Internally, I’m emotional and sensitive but I’m not used to expressing it outwardly, and I think that can cause me to sometimes be mistaken as aloof or unwelcoming from afar. I don’t think I’m very good at hiding my negative feelings around other people– I can be very moody and serious when I’m not mentally well. I just have the most intense and overwhelming emotions EVER, and it’s really difficult, but I just need to feel somewhat understood and given space to deal with the stuff in my head. I tend to have a few close friends, but most of the time I end up sticking with my one fave person. And I don't make friends often, but when I commit to someone, you know it's real and meaningful. You also don't want to get on my bad side. 😀 😑 If I don't like someone, I won't necessarily show It, but I won't exactly make the effort to hide it either. And I don't pretend to like someone if I just don't. Whether I like to get out and do stuff or not depends on the people and everything– but of course I love to have fun! I'm creative and have a lot of ideas for things. Some things I struggle with are: anxiety, feeling insecure, asking for help, perfectionistic tendencies, staying grounded, getting tired/low energy easily, getting side-tracked and getting caught up in my own head. I'm just a silly little ball of intensity and sweetness I guess haha

O and here's a picrew for fun :)

Hi for AOT I match you with Reiner Braun.

Reiner might look super macho and tough but really he’s the biggest softie. When you both meet for the first time, you’re instantly judging him and he’s doing the same to you. It starts off a little rocky but once Reiner starts talking, you start to open up and suddenly the two of you are inseparable. You’re at each other’s beck and call no matter how late it gets. Late night drive? Let’s go. In need of cuddles? Coming right up.

Your first date with Reiner was at an amusement park where Reiner spent a shit ton on one stall because he was determined to win you the giant bear and refused to leave for anything else. Highlight of the night was when you won the round on your first go leaving the giant man stumped and claiming the game was rigged.

Reiner needs someone to lean on occasionally and you need someone to keep you grounded so who more perfect than the simp master. If Reiner ever feels unwell then his first instinct is to call you. He just needs you to come over and be present with him. And when you need Reiner on those bad days, he’s already at your door because he noticed a change in how you text him. He’s very observant like that and it’s what keeps you both grounded together.

- Kiki.

[umeoniii]

aot men beige flags

eren, jean, reiner , levi , armin , connie

!: sfw

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eren:

☆ makes weird voices.

high pitched, low pitched, shaky he doesn’t care.

like sometimes as a bit he just uses weird accents and stuff.

he’ll speak like a caveman for one day.

“me want ooga burga” he’ll scratch his head like one too

and you’ll just stare at him like, “this mfs crazy” bcs literally wtf is he on about?!

the next day he’s trying to sound french

“oui oui mon amour”

and he’s wiggling his brows and has his imaginary mustache in between his fingers.

☆ his next one is he’s kind of oblivious to a lot of things.

you can pull out the ugliest outfit known to man to test him and he’ll say “that looks so good baby”

not bcs he’s setting u up. no, because he doesn’t think that lime green ripped jeans and a orange cropped hoodie look bad together.

you’ll have to show him what fashion looks like and he’ll get better as time goes on.

jean:

the tickle monster.

☆ when you’re around him u have to watch your back. he’s serious about it.

u can have a super cute sentimental moment with him and he’ll pull it out.

“i really love you baby.” you’d say

“who else do you love, because i know you’re cheating on me with him.”

and you’re like WHAT.

“with who?!”

he’d pause and stare at you for a few seconds.

“THE TICKLE MONSTER!”

and he’d tickle you until you can’t breathe and almost pee yourself.

and after that you don’t trust him but then proceed to slip up multiple times.

u guys are gonna hate me for this next one…

☆ he does “the face” when he’s gonna kiss u

u guys know what i’m talking about

“the face guys make when they go in for a kiss”

his isn’t horrid, only because he’s attractive

sometimes he actually over exaggerates it to piss you off.

it’s not super horrible but it’s giggle worthy

reiner:

☆ he’s a cringe bf. unironically. it’s sweet but not all the time.

by cringe i mean “i just found out about periods, god it must suck to be a beautiful goddess :/.”

or he’s like

“hey! tell you’re period it can’t hurt you like that, it’s not cool!”

☆ he’s also a scaredy-cat.

behind all that muscle is a big baby.

he jumps at scary movies even when he knows what happens next.

cannot play something like fnaf with him

he will throw the phone and scream like he got stabbed in his chest.

he’s probably still scared of the dark but it’s kind of sweet idk. he literally cuddles with you at night like a mother and her baby. you’re practically holding him like a frail little princess, except he’s kind of the exact opposite.

this is actually kind of cute though..

levi:

☆ now his beige flag is that he can be SUPER sarcastic. ik he is.

he’s super snarky and sassy.

like he’s the type to tell what’s considered a ‘corny dad joke’ but instead he’d say it with a stoic face.

like if youre talking and couldn’t remember and say something like “remember when umm…” and you just sit there and think, he’d come back with “no i don’t remember when that happened”.

he wouldn’t laugh or anything.

i feel like that’s why it’s funny. he could make a childish poop or fart joke and it would only be funny bcs he looks like this 😐

he would own a stupid t-shirt that says something like, “find your patience before i lose mine”.

☆ he’s a karen as well. he’s not super bad but like at restaurants and stuff when his foods not right or the tables are not bussed…

i’d be in the bathroom crying my mascara off if i was his waitress

armin:

☆ he’s scared of animals.

this includes typical house pets like dogs or cats.

it’s bcs “they don’t speak , so you’ll never know what they’ll do next.”

his fear stems from one small thing that happened when he was younger.

a cat jumped onto his lap.

he thought it was trying to attack him and so he screamed and the cat got scared.

that’s it.

he can’t even visit the zoo because he’s scared the animals will break out. (he’s super serious about it, it’s not even something he jokes about)

he’s tried to like animals and it worked for a while.

until the dog started to play a little too much to his liking.

☆ also he just randomly informs you of random facts.

completely random.

you could be on the toilet and he’ll come in the bathroom like, “a shrimps heart is in its head…”

no “did you know?” or “isn’t it cool that?” he just says it.

if you ever go onto a game show you’ll probably win it with all the useless knowledge he’s given u.

connie:

☆ you could tell him the most god awful thing happened to you and he’ll be like

“wait, this reminds me of something that happened in something i just watched.”

he’ll proceed to whip out his phone and show you the tv show, news report, tiktok. whatever it was he saw.

this tends to happen to every experience that you have.

you could be held hostage and they’ll call him for ransom and somehow it reminds him of this one part of a tv show.

sometimes it’s funny sometimes it’s not.

☆ he sleeps like he hasn’t slept since the day he was born.

he hops into the bed and sits there for 1 minute before he starts snoring aggressively.

he looks dead, like actually…

sprawled out and snoring with his mouth open.

one time he slept with his eyes wide open and you shook him awake panicking.

he belittled you and was all smart and cocky saying “i would never sleep with my eyes wide open” even though he did.

he sleeps to the rain sounds with the thunder. but sometimes is so sleepy and forgets about it.

tagz!🐬: @hangesgirlypop , @yiugen , @heartshapedtearss

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a/n: heyooo! b4 u guys request it, im doing girls next ;). i just think this trend is the cutest thing ever, plus it feels good to write fluff. also im actually getting back to requests. like frl this time, i’ve been grinding non stop all night so i could be done by hopefully friday. feel free to request cute things u guys, i will absolutely write it! and also feel free to request other characters, i feel like u guys don’t request them bcs u guys don’t see them and so u think i won’t do them. trust i probs will!

[piichuu]

♡ TREATING HIS WOUNDS

ft. levi ackerman, reiner braun, jean kirschtein, erwin smith, eren yeager

WARNINGS: mentions of blood and wounds, broken arms etc, fluff, gn!reader

LEVI ACKERMAN

“you shouldn’t worry about such small scratches. it’s not a big deal,” your boyfriend speaks as he’s sitting on a chair in the medical tent. initially, you had planned for doctors to take care of his wounds, but as there were much more severe injuries to take care of, you took things into your own hands and pushed him onto the nearest chair before you began searching for a medical kit you could borrow.

he has just come back from a mission together with the survey corps and as soon as you saw the small wounds on his arms and how he could barely walk properly, you grabbed his hand to pull him towards the medical tent. “these are not scratches, they’re wounds. you’ve obviously hurt your knee as well, stop trying to deny it,” you speak with tears in your eyes. he may be the strongest soldier of them all, but that doesn’t mean that you aren’t constantly worrying for him.

you begin to clean the small wounds on his arms, making sure there is no chance they’ll get infected before bandaging them. meanwhile, levi is looking down at you, now with a softer gaze than the one he previously wore as you practically forced him to walk here when he himself didn’t think he needed any help. seeing the tears in your eyes however do cause him to frown slightly, not enjoying when you worry so much.

“hey, i’m okay. it could have been a lot worse-“ “don’t say that! i don’t want to think it could’ve been worse. if i got to decide, you wouldn’t even be on the survey corps anymore,” you mumble while pulling up the leg of his pants to check his knee, gently touching it which causes him to let out a pained groan. “i’ll ask a doctor to look at this when they have some free time, i don’t think you’ll be able to walk properly for a while…”

that’s enough. he can’t handle seeing that sad expression on your face when realizing that he has been injured, even if it isn’t as severe as so many others. “look at me,” he cups your face, forcing you to look at him. “i’m alive. i won’t die during a mission, that’s a promise. you can trust me, as long as i have you by my side, i will always fight to survive,” he speaks while looking into your eyes.

you nod and quickly wrap your arms around him even if it looks a little awkward with you now standing up again as he sits on the chair. he strokes your back gently and sighs. “i’m so happy you’re back again,” you mumble and he nods, continuing to stroke your back. “me too. i guess i’ll be stuck here for a while as well with this knee, so we’ll have to make the best of it.”

REINER BRAUN

you’re quiet while inspecting his face, touching the small bruises you can find. as he doesn’t react to your touches, relief spreads throughout your body, but as you notice that he’s bleeding through his shirt by the arm, your heart instantly sinks again. reiner notices where your gaze has headed as well and sighs, knowing he has once again caused you to worry. “i promise it doesn’t hurt too much, baby. don’t worry, please?” he strokes your hair gently, but only for a short while before you take hold of his hand and lead him into the bathroom.

“what happened, reiner?” you ask while helping him hop onto the counter as you rummage through the cupboards to find the med kit. “was out training and went a little too hard. i fell on a tree branch, i won’t be training outside next time,” he mumbles, watching as you finally pull out a few paper towels to try to get rid of most of the blood.

he doesn’t know what to say as you treat the wound on his arm. the disinfection you carefully put onto his wounds does sting, but it is bearable. you’re always so careful with him when he’s been injured, no matter how severe it is. something he hates is worrying you but it is still something he often succeeds to do. “i’m sorry, darling. i know you’ve told me to be careful when i’m training outside,” he mumbles while leaning his head back against the wall. a day full of training with friends does become exhausting after all.

“it’s okay, i just don’t like to see you hurt,” your voice can barely be heard as you speak, focusing on taking care of his arm that receives a bandage from you. but you still aren’t finished as you once again go quiet to check if his arm is broken. “it doesn’t hurt that much, and it’s not broken, don’t worry. we already checked that after i fell.”

you sigh and nod, putting the med kit back into the cupboard as reiner gets back on his feet and goes to wrap his arms around your waist. “you worry about me too much,” he whispers, placing a soft kiss to your cheek as you put your arms around his neck and bury your face into his shoulder blade. “i know, but after all those years of you fighting titans and humans, i never know what will happen when you’re out and about…”

“that was years ago, darling. the worst that can happen to me is something like this. i’m not risking my life like that anymore, okay? don’t worry about me, this wound will heal in a second. you’ll get a heart attack if you worry every time i leave the house,” you nod in agreement and close your eyes. reiner then opens his mouth to continue speaking. “i do worry about you too though, so i guess i can’t say much, but i want you to be happy, not to worry about me. i’m always gonna come back home to you.”

JEAN KIRSCHTEIN

“you need to be more careful, jean,” you mumble while cleaning the few wounds that are covering his face. it had been hit by tree branches as him and the rest of the survey corps were out on a less dangerous mission, but he had still succeeded to get hurt. he himself told you that he forgot to cover his face as they rode in the middle of the woods where most of the trees were.

he pouts slightly, getting scolded by you for probably the hundredth time during your relationship as he’s often out on dangerous missions and is risking his life. “i didn’t know it would be so crowded with trees. connie got hit too!” “neither you or connie are the smartest, so don’t use that as an excuse.”

jean sighs but wraps his arms around your waist. “don’t be mad at me, please,” his pout grows and you roll your eyes, but a small smile slowly appears over your face. “i’m not mad, i was just worried that it would be more severe. connie wasn’t really making it sound like it was something small, i thought you’d almost gotten eaten by a titan or something,” you explain which now causes your boyfriend to frown.

“he’s so dumb, i’m sorry that he made you worry so much,” he cups your face and looks at you with a soft smile playing at his lips while you’re putting bandages onto his cheeks and forehead. “it’s nice though, knowing that you worry so much about me. it makes me feel loved even if i don’t want you to feel so worried all the time.”

you wrap your arms around his neck and lean in to give him a quick kiss. he looks at you with sparkling eyes and pulls you closer to him. “thank you for always taking care of me, i love you so so much,” he whispers, kissing your cheek before burying his face into the crook of your neck. “i love you too, jean. let’s go cuddle now.” “sounds good to me.”

ERWIN SMITH

“don’t cry, darling,” erwin speaks as you’re currently changing the bandage on his shoulder, right where his arm was bitten off by one of the many titans. it’s only been a few days since then and he’s supposed to change bandage every few days as it may still bleed a little. seeing the large wound does however cause tears to fill your eyes, how can it not? he’s your boyfriend after all and knowing the pain he must’ve felt as he lost the arm hurts your heart.

erwin strokes your hair gently and tilts his head to the side. “hey, it’s okay. it doesn’t hurt as much anymore,” his voice is soft just like his eyes and you meet his gaze as you finally look away from his arm with tears running down your cheeks. “i’m sorry, it just makes me so sad to think about it. i wish you didn’t have to go through so much pain.”

“don’t apologize, darling. it’s gonna heal soon and we won’t have to change this bandage as much. it’s a shame i only have one arm though, but it will stop hurting, i promise,” he smiles sweetly while moving his hand to your cheek, just wanting you to look at him at the moment, not wanting you to focus on his shoulder for now. “i’m okay, don’t worry about me. i’m still alive, that’s what matters.”

you nod and wipe your tears away, giving him a slight smile before you go back to bandaging his large wound. meanwhile, erwin is trying his best not to let out groans of pain as he doesn’t want you to worry even more. instead, he keeps a smile on his face and kisses your cheek as you finally finish treating the wound. “thank you, my love.”

he puts his arm around your waist and presses a kiss to your forehead. “i have to do some paperwork now. if you want, you can keep me company, but i’ll try to finish in an hour so we can do whatever you want later,” the two of you smile at one another and you nod. “i’ll keep you company, i promise i won’t try to distract you.” “i doubt i can believe that, but i’ll be happy to have you there.”

EREN YEAGER

eren watches as you’re cleaning his wounds even if you’re aware of the fact that they will heal by themselves. he is a titan shifter after all, but does that matter to you? no. you still can’t trust the process and therefore continue to treat his wounds every single time he’s hurt, even if the wounds will heal in only a minute or two.

“your really don’t have to worry, baby. i’m gonna be completely fine, it doesn’t even hurt,” he speaks as his arm with all the wounds finally begin to heal and he allows you to look at the arm so you can see that it’s actually healed. “look, completely fine. there’s nothing to worry about.”

you nod and sigh before he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you close to him, as close as you can get. “but thank you for caring about me. i’m happy i’m the one who gets hurt all the time and not you. i don’t know what i would do with myself if you were injured,” he kisses your cheek and hums contently, happy to be close to you after many hours out on a mission.

“but i don’t like it when you’re hurt, even if you heal quick by yourself. even if it doesn’t hurt for long, i don’t want you to be in pain at all,” you pout, getting a chuckle out of him as he leans in to kiss the pout away. “i guess i won’t ever get you to stop worrying, but just remember that i will always come back home to you and allow you to treat my wounds, because that’s always better than me dying. i love you, baby, okay?”

“i love you too eren. just try not to get hurt so often, please?” you look at him with pleading eyes and he nods, smiling softly. “okay, i’ll try my best. i promise that i’ll try my best.”

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[marleysfinest]

I know what you’re wondering - what gets reiner going?

reiner is not the type of person to join in with any smut chat with the guys. he gets nothing from sharing his preferences or fantasies with anyone. well, except you. from the outside he’s as stoic and confident as you can get, but inside, he’s so incredibly passionate.

after spending the time to get to know each other - really know one another - he finally feels comfortable enough to welcome you in to that part of him. until then, he’s been softly yearning but keeping his distance out of respect for you, and for himself. he knows that he needs that connection. that passion. he wants to know this is more than just a fling.

he’s driven insane by how you look up at him like that, all puppy-dog eyed and batting your lashes. he doesn’t necessarily like it, but it stirs something in him knowing that he has you right in the palm of his hand.

he adores feeling your breath against his neck when you’re getting hot and heavy. he loves to nuzzle right into your neck, too, but having you reciprocate helps him feel like there’s some balance; that you’re there to show your devotion, too, rather than it just being about him showing how he loves you, how he needs you.

he gets so incredibly dizzy when you run your fingers through his hair. it pulls the breath right from him, eliciting accidental whimpers of bliss. go ahead and give it a firm pull and see what happens.

it’s confusing, and strange, and maybe worth a discussion with a therapist, but right in the thick of it, in between the sheets and throes of passion, nothing gives him a kick quite like hearing you call him daddy. do it anywhere else at any other time and he practically winces at the word alone, but when he knows you are his, and he is yours, when all his instincts have switched back to an almost primal setting, a shy yes daddy from your pretty lips will almost always send him right over the edge.

[jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd]

I read your post on the insanely pretty cadet joining the training corps and I was wondering if you could do the boys’ reaction to her getting hit on or talking to someone they don’t want her talking to.

Love your work a lot and I’m sorry if I disturbed you! Have a good day :D

🇳🇬➕🌲🟰🇳🇫

a/n: thank you, you didn’t disturb me!

eren jaeger isn’t afraid to fight what he wants. so conveniently, every time you talk to somebody else, he allows randomly appears. the guy that’s hitting on you gets sick and tired of him always showing up when he’s making a move. he gives eren some snide comment and it’s over. eren beats the shit out of him in the dining hall.

armin arlert’s pretty confident in his chances with you. sure, he gets a little annoyed when he sees some meathead trying to compare hand sizes with you but he’s not so insecure to keep you away from him. with words of encouragement from mikasa, he musters up the nerve to make his move directly in front of the other guy. of course, he stuttered a bit.

jean kirstein’s quick to tell you that you shouldn’t waste your time talking to that other guy. he gives you about ten over-confidently reasons on why he’s no good for you. he says something like, “i just don’t think he’s your type, that’s all.”

connie springer flirts shamelessly with you all the time but it never stops any of the other cadets from approaching you. realizing most people don’t see him as a threat, he just decides to weird them out in any way he can to get them to stay away from you two.

reiner braun is pretty good at scaring unwanted men off. the people who aren’t his friends are terrified of him, mainly because of how tall and strong he is. he’s like your personal body guard. but really, he’s all bark and no bite. he pouts after he scares them away from you.

bertholdt hoover watches silently when all the guys swoon over you. he’s so jealous but he’ll never admit it. his friends tease him about not doing anything about it but he’s never been the violent type. he doesn’t want to control you. but he replays beating them up over and over again in his head.

levi ackerman totally makes whoever hits you on run until sunset or takes away meal privileges. he’s abusing his power when it comes to you but he doesn’t bat an eye. you’re too important to him. he can’t stand those other lowlifes trying to taint you.

erwin smith always calls you into his office after he sees you getting too close with another comrade. he questions about the nature of your interactions and reminds you that you shouldn’t be focusing on romance, instead the world at hand. he knows you can’t help how good you look but damn, it pisses him off.

this is the link for my slowburn enemies-friends-lovers jean fic