#ymir imagines

[jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd]

✩ drunk girlfriend ymir headcanons ✩

you hate taking ymir to parties. partly because she makes a big deal about going, but mainly because the amount of alcohol she consumes.

ymir drinks anything as long as it didn’t taste like complete shit to her and apparently, shitty drinks were rarely found. drinks you’d consider nasty had no effect on her.

during the buzz stage, she’s a little louder, a little more bold if you can believe. she challenges everyone in games of pools, darts, arm wrestling, etc.

she’s not the type to throw up. despite ending up a drunken mess each time, she knows her limits.

she always makes sure to mention you, her loving, darling, girlfriend. there’s never a soul at the function that won’t hear about you at some point through out the night.

if you thought her pda was bad before, buckle up. drunk ymir cannot keep her hands to herself, craving to touch you at all times, both in innocent and dirty ways.

she loves giving you drunk cheek kisses. just absolutely smooshing her face against yours.

you can tell when she’s really drunk because there’s this girly little laugh that escapes from her mouth. it’s not forced or deepened, it’s natural. she gets really embarrassed about it, though.

drunk ymir loves to eat. if she’s at a party, she’s always got a full plate in her hand. “what? i’m hungry.

she’s a menace when it’s time to go to bed, saying anything and everything to keep you from forcing her to sleep. sleep is her enemy and she will not give in so easily.

ymir is a little ballsy when she’s drunk, starting fights with everyone if they dare look at you the wrong way.

if she’s drunk with out you (which rarely happens), she’s blowing your phone up. calls, texts, facetimes. she wants her baby. she’s sooo clingy.

[uhnomahlee]

living in their truth // aot headcanon

gendervoid!ymir x black plus-size gnc reader (oc name: xasan)

synopsis: ymir falls for a transfer

includes: suggestive tone (18+), fluff, brat!ymir, matchmaker!hitch, ymir’s a whore for tongue piercings, eren gets his ass rocked, etc.

{mdni/f}

a/n: I would like to think i proofread :3 enjoy

“they’re a transfer from the military police,” hitch stimulated the conversation imposed by a single name sasha mentioned

“who wants to transfer if not choosing this sector in the first place?”

“i heard there was another reason they were part of the military police instead of the survey corps,” continued hitch, stretching out her legs in a deep lunge. “something about the certain abilities for protecting historia. don’t ask how they got out that setup, that’s all the info i got.”

ymir uncrossed their arms readying theirself for the run. “who cares. are we starting or what?”

“we’re actually waiting on someone,” hitch responded, folding herself into another stretch

huffing, ymir looked into the distance at the mountains where the sun usually rose

“they need to hurry the fuck up before the sun even starts breathing over the mountains”

“or what”

“hitch why do you always provoke them?” mikasa interjected

sasha waved a hand in mikasa’s face. “shh. wait. let’s see which one gets choked out first.”

hitch’s narrowed eyes relaxed as she saw movement in her peripheral. raising a hand, they waved at the approaching figure

“xasan! good morning!”

ymir’s resting gaze had shifted slightly, inhale hitching then elongating

the reaction was caught by hitch as xasan moved toward the group, a wide smile on their face

“hello,” xasan greeted, “nice to meet you all, i am xasan”

“hello ja-san. i’m sasha.”

she tried her best. xasan chuckled at the pronounciation

as much as ymir tried to fight it, that rumble in their throat as they laughed made goosebumps decorate ymir’s skin

“i’m mikasa”

while the group chatted the newcomer up, ymir examined them from a distance

keeping their astonishment low key, they let their gaze roam their broad physique, admiring the dark brown skin that glistened even with the lack of light

while ymir had attempted to look away, xasan caught their eye. accessories decorating the two front strands of their locs swayed as their head swiveled

regardless of ymir’s quietness, xasan had spoken to them

“hello”

something glinted in their mouth, planted on their tongue

“are you chewing a piece of metal?” sasha asked, moving into xasan’s personal space as she squinted at their mouth

mikasa’s hand reached out and gripped the back of sasha’s shirt, yanking their body out of xasan’s face

xasan rolled out their tongue, displaying the metal stud piercing.

“cool,” sasha marveled.

ymir—still reeling from the interaction—channeled their embarrassment into an attitude, eager to distract theirself from the entirety of this individual

“you can look at it all you want later. let’s start already.”

hitch began, “don’t be rude-”

“they’re right,” xasan’s eyes drifted towards ymir as they moved toward them. “the sun should be peeking over the hills soon.”

the group agreed with enthusiasm

ymir would be like i…i think like that too. kiss me maybe?

nonchalant niggas falling for their opposites quick as hell ™️

meals turned into speculating opportunities

after being served their food, ymir would scour the room for the familiar golden hair accessories that decorated xasan’s short dreads, sitting on the opposite side of their own table to steal glances

though speculation was not only for ymir

hitch and sasha couldn’t help to murmur to each other while ymir was distracted with an attempt to see what bogus mission explanation xasan was explaining so loud this time

there was irritation gnawing at their nerves. why?

maybe they were being too loud—no, the entire setting was bustling

perhaps they had no consideration for those around them—wrong, the entire table they were sitting at paid close attention to their words while they marveled shamelessly

then xasan--out of proximity and friendliness— placed a hang on the shoulder of the person sitting next to them, a firm grip shaking the individual as they continued the dramatics of the story

the twinge in ymir’s chest and the diversion of their prominent stare was an unspoken tell-all

peeking in front of them, their eyes met hitch’s glimmering orbs an understanding look on her face, while sasha’s folded lips hid their smile, snickers, and suggestive gestures

after swallowing a piece of bread and meat, sasha spoke, “so ymir, hitch and i were thinking about inviting ja-san to hang out with us from now on. they’re really somethin’ else huh?”

ymir shrugged, contorting their face to give display of ‘why ask me, i wouldn’t fucking know’

“well are you okay with them being around? because it’s gonna happen a lot more now.” hitch out her elbows on the table, placing her head in the palm of her hand as she leaned closer across the table. “a lot more.”

“i’m okay with reaching down into your throats and taking out whatever keeps letting you talk,” ymir hissed, stabbing at their food

mikasa let out a snicker, covering their mouth in case food came out

hitch and sasha gave a subtle look to each other

“why the fuck are you all acting like this?” ymir couldn’t even get a bite in, the mood of their friends making them uneasy

“we love you.”

ymir flinched. “okay.”

so the group did exactly as promised and melded xasan into the group

the sum-up of the guys meeting them was an attempt to be friendly but failing

not showing interest in subtle advances by some of them, xasan punted them into the friend-zone, disregarding compliments

ymir would turn into a spirit of dark energy seething at how quick they closed in on xasan

when a sparring session was offered by eren after xasan explained the origin of their style, ymir rolled their eyes, scoffing loud enough for the rest of the group to hear

“somethin’ the matter?” sasha blurted out

“sasha i swear-”

ymir saw the first move made by xasan—a deflection of eren’s punch with a hit to his bicep, making his face contort in confusion and pain, their left hand flew in for an uppercut, frantically blocked by eren’s opposing arm

xasan’s mouth was moving as they dodged and threw hits, talking to eren with a smile on their face

what the hell are they doing? eren furrowed his brows, trying to concentrate on their fluid movements. i’ve never felt hits so heavy. what are their bones made out of, he thought, eyes darting around to guess where the next attack was instead of worrying about defense--he was exactly where xasan wanted him

“the ending really got me,” they chuckled “i actually ended up having a breakdown and tore a tree from the ground”

a multitude of kicks rained down on eren, xasan’s foot meeting the sides of his torso, arms, and legs

he tried to get a punch in, earning another deflection, a palm flying in towards his face and jutting his chin upwards.

“and the thing is i read it again right after i was done with it. maybe i do hate myself”

unbalanced, eren began stumbling backward until he fell on his ass, cheeks and tips of his ears reddening immediately

the group threw themselves into a fit of laughter

ymir on the hand was absolutely smitten

like they had the option to take this nigga out fully, but just played in his face

they liked the fact it didn’t take much to show their strength other than the fact it was already wafting off of them with their very presence

ymir blinked theirself out of their trance seeing xasan jog back to them

not the group, directly to ymir

ymir thought they had done something wrong, body growing rigid with a light sweat following. chewing the inside of their cheek they kept a hard stare fighting not to look away

ymir would have never in their life dared to approach them first. the sheer essence of romantic rejection made them physically gag

they have literally no thoughts when xasan is in their proximity

instead of complimenting them ymir just says outta pocket things. not even mean…just outta pocket

“you should’ve broken his face when you had the chance,” was the first thing to leave their mouth as xasan came up to them

the group erupted into another fit of laughter eavesdropping on the interaction

“i have the feeling there will be a rematch soon. i most definitely will be” xasan grinned, still panting

that was all ymir could muster up, mouth agape with nothing leaving it

“we should go for drinks later,” xasan offered, hands on their hips

ymir nodded absentmindedly, taking in the sweet musk that emanated from them.

“hello?” xasan waved in their face. “you okay ymir?”

blood rushed to ymir’s cheeks as they heard their name spoken with xasan’s accent

and they wanted to hear it again and again until fate teared them apart

hitch came up to the two to help out. “they would love to go. actually—this just came to mind—why don’t we make this a group outing? you seem to be mixing with the group well.”

“sounds good. i would love to poke around your personalities a bit more” their eyes didn’t even leave ymir as they said the statement

hitch bit back a smile. “ah yes. of course.” she nudged ymir and they were still unresponsive “um…ymir will be there too.”

xasan brightened. “let me know when we’re going? imma go wash up” they gave ymir’s arm a departing gentle pat before jogging toward the dorms

the further xasan got, the more ymir unfroze

“wow,” sasha began, walking up with connie, jean and mikasa “how was that for ya?”

“do not let me do anything stupid tonight” ymir grumbled

“huh?” hitch cupped her ear

“if you see me about to do something i wouldn’t normally do. stop me,” they explained further

“define ‘something you wouldn’t do’” hitch probed, the devil on her shoulder rubbing its hands

ymir looked to her, silent

pursing her lips, hitch sighed and slumped her shoulders. “why would you do something stupid. it’s just xasan? our friend” she was inducing a subtle confession

ymir bit their tongue, noticing everyone’s stare

“forget i said that” ymir backed away from the group, needing time alone. “if you’re all going to be weird let me just not say anything at all”

that night the group gathered in town, attending their favorite local tavern

ymir immediately saw the lack of xasan’s presence, looking around the sidewalk as they fiddled with their black long sleeve

“hitch should be coming with them in a bit” a voice answered the thoughts in ymir’s head

ymir looked to mikasa, their face heating up

a couple minutes later, the two did approach the tavern, chatting

ymir looked at xasan for second before escaping and entering the tavern for a drink

their warning from earlier would begin to make sense

the loud setting of the tavern mixed with the numbness of the alcohol did little to block xasan out

to ymir, they were a being of light with an everlasting glow

also their eyes could actually never leave them

the dance floor was xasan’s, every variant of beat was met with ease, rhythmic rolls of their body attracting all the eyes of the building

but they could care less

one thing ymir could admire about xasan--among the countless other factors--was the fact that they lived as they should. no shame. what was on their mind was said and they knew no one could take that right from them. ymir didn't need to analyze and try to break them down like they did with everyone else.

they just were

xasan’s eyes were closed. they used their limbs to their advantage telling a story with their moves. the foundation and fluidity of the moves matched their hand to hand combat style

the gold decor in their hair created glimmering streaks as they spun and flipped around

they contorted their body easily, kicking a leg over in a back bend then going into a cartwheel

staring in awe, ymir nearly brought their hand together to clap with everyone else, meeting sasha’s anticipating eyes

though very buzzed, they could still tell what their friends were up to, stifling the action by just rubbing their hands together

ymir poured theirself another cup from the table’s pitcher, downing it in one go

after a couple seconds, things became very different very quick

ymir was swaying slightly to the music, palms patting each other under the table

xasan even danced with a drink in their hand, chugging the liquid before slamming the cup on the table

they traveled over to the team’s table hand reaching out for sasha who was giddy, ready to get on the floor already

the group cheered for the two, clapping louder as they galloped around the open space, faces beaming with grins, laughter following. they spun and waltzed across the floor, stomping along to the rhythm

jaw clenched, ymir stood, not waiting for their balance to catch up.

“i’ll be back” they zigzagged to the corridor

just waited in the restroom until the song was over and everyone applauded

they were too drunk to deal with a very gorgeous looking xasan dance with other people

can ymir dance? no.

would they get on the dance floor by theirself? absolutely not.

if they had the chance to be in the arms of xasan, being led by their movements, bodies pressed to each other’s, would they accept the offer?

regardless of the answer, the sensation in ymir’s abdomen after the thought warped their mood entirely

groaning, they pushed the door open bumping into someone else

as soon as the scent hit them, ymir looked up at xasan, gulping down the large accumulation of spit in their mouth

they walked backwards allowing ymir out

“i was just looking for you” xasan spoke with a slight slur, deep smooth tone made it even worse for ymir when laced with the alcohol

mind blank. no thoughts. just staring. ymir breathed in, skin warming

that piercing created thoughts ymir had no busy thinking about

“how’s your night going so far?” they asked, leaning a shoulder onto the wall.

remember they resort to saying random shit

“it’s not my night,” they slurred “i don’t own that shit.”

xasan sputtered out a laugh putting a hand on ymir’s shoulder

their touch ignited ymir’s body

“and there it is. just as i thought. there is a possibility for you to be cuter than you already are”

ymir processed the statement. “are you talking about me being cute or you being cute? we can talk about you being cute that makes more sense. and it’s stuff we both think about, right?”

xasan diverted their gaze, chuckling softly “uh, yeah?”

when their eyes met again, xasan’s hand cupped ymir’s cheek, thumb brushing over the brown freckles

“i think about you, ymir.”

ymir cleared their throat. “i…we are d-developing a good friendshi-”

“i think about you in a lot of different ways” xasan spoke pointedly, thumb skimming ymir’s bottom lip. they stepped closer, leaning down a bit

“you’re okay with me touching you?”

“yes,” that answer was so quick. ymir was that close to adding a ‘please’ but bit the inside of their cheek

something in ymir snapped when xasan’s hand met the small of the back and pulled them in to their body, their warmth exchanging

“i’ve been waiting be alone with you since i asked you out earlier”

ymir closed their eyes, leaning into xasan’s hand on their cheek

they didn’t notice the small kiss they placed on their palm until xasan commented how cute they were bringing them back down to earth

“do not call me that shit.”

xasan rubbed along their spine, feigning a frown. “is that a challenge?”

ymir rolled their eyes, tensing when xasan’s hand gripped their jaw—not harsh. guiding

“i would not do that if i were you,” they whispered, gaze burning into ymir’s

that tone made ymir an absolute mess

ymir’s thinking ‘hmm attitude equals this? what will being a brat give me?’

bc ymir is definitely of brat essence please pay attention

“good thing you aren’t then.”

xasan glanced at their lips, before saying, “let’s join the others before we get in trouble.”

ymir agreed not wanting to hear anything from the group. “i’ll leave first.”

retracting their arms, ymir smoothed out their outfit, giving a small departing wave before walking back out into the main room

the noise unmuted as they separated from xasan

everyone looked to ymir as they sat down

mikasa smelled xasan’s unique fragrant all over them

“did you see xasan on your way out? everyone’s asking for them. even the band” hitch eyed ymir’s demeanor

ymir shrugged, pouring theirself another cup of beer

“go check yourself” they downed the drink

another tier of drunkenness had been reached

hitch narrowed her eyes until xasan came through the entryway, attention landing on ymir. they waved to the table while ymir poured another cup trying not to blatantly ask for their touch again

“where have you been?” hitch asked. looking between the two

“i drunk. i piss. a wonderful cycle on a night like this,” was xasan’s response

ymir laughed looking at hitch. “idiot”

“actually, ymir?” xasan placed their hands on the table

ymir straightened tf up

“can you pour me a cup?”

everyone went silent.

ymir never poured anyone else beer but their own no matter how many times someone asked. and for as long as they’ve known each other that was still the case

so when they saw their friend grab a clean cup from the middle of the table and pour xasan a cup with no rebuttal. no backlash. no nothing. they knew

ymir was one to do anything for their romantic interest. no hesitation. sober or not

“thank you” xasan took the drink with a sly smile

ymir raised their mug and hit it against xasan’s

simultaneous chug plus ymir’s heart eyes on their crush

after that drink it was all over for ymir’s memory

the next day, hungover, ymir kept to theirself in their bedroom until it was time for a meeting in the middle of the day

they just drank water and laid down in bed not remembering shit from the night before

when it was time for the meeting ymir rolled out of bed, stretching their body out with a guttural groan

“fuck” they stood up, rolling their shoulders back “shit. fuck this.”

they stumbled around the bedroom, gathering clean clothes to wear

a knock came to the door

“ymir! you up? we gotta go!” hitch yelled

ymir opened their door “shut the fuck up”

hitch handed them a steaming cup of mint tea

grunting a ‘thanks’ ymir took the cup and walked out of the room

hitch stayed silent, clearly wanting to ask something but just throwing glances at ymir

ymir sighed, brushing strands of hair from their face “what the hell are you looking at me for? somethin’ on my face?“

“how’d your night go?” she rushed out as they entered the room for the meeting

shrugging, ymir searched for the empty seats near their friends. “don’t remember much. didn’t throw up so that’s always a plus.” they narrowed their eyes as they sat down next to mikasa “and why are you asking me? with that tone?”

hitch raise her hands in innocence “just asking. saw another side of you is all”

mid-sip, ymir choked, coughing as quiet as they could while everyone settled in

the hell was that supposed to mean? they were supposed to be stopping them if they did something stupid not simply let it happen. but ymir should’ve known better with their mischievous asses

now ymir was racking their brain to figure out what the fuck happened, hating the fact they were left in the dark concerning their own drunken actions

the meeting began and as it did that sweet musk wafted into ymir’s nose, thoughts scrambling more than before

then everything began to fall into place

the alluring scent, the touches, that fucking piercing...but what was spoken? what was said?

what else was done?

“i had a fun time dancing with you last night,” their voice whispered from behind ymir, lips brushing their ear

ymir’s mouth dropped open, eyes widening, as their skin reddened immensely

“fuck”

[purrsuit1]

I need to make more drawings like this <33

My recent art is SAD bahah (if you’re tumblr only, get ready 🥲)

[lunerenzo]

no thoughts just…

prison gf! ymir

♱ Content. talk of incarceration, gang member! ymir, drugs, fighting (not between ymir and reader), arguments, a sprinkle of NSFW, specs of violence, swearing, fluff and angst, pls let me know if i missed anything :)

♱ Note(s). currently going through my ymir phase (AGAIN). that woman is so fine *giggles into pillow*. I kinda got lazy but we don't talk about that 😁. Also, the law stuff will be inaccurate but let's just bare through it for the sake of the story... Not proofread

♱ word count: 446

Pt. 2

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!

lower case intentional, Enjoy!

prison gf! ymir… who was devastated when she was found guilty. Not because she was going to prison, but because she would be leaving her baby, alone, for nine years.

prison gf! ymir… who didn't beg or plead the judge for mercy cause she knew that karma would catch up to her eventually….but why like this.

prison gf! ymir…who felt dreadful upon hearing your cries knowing she was the reason for them.

prison gf! ymir…who had money put to the side just in case this exact situation would happen. it was enough for you to not get a job

prison gf! ymir…who broke down during your first visit, seeing how broken you were. you looked as if you hadn't slept in three weeks before seeing her.

prison gf! ymir...who has A TON of polaroids of you tapped above your bunk (a pic of you kissing her cheek, a candid pic of her staring at you lovingly while you're watching a movie courtesy of connie, etc;)

prison gf! ymir...who tries her best to stay on good behavior in hopes of getting out earlier to see you.

prison gf! ymir...who gets into fights with other inmates when overhearing them talk about you in a degrading way because who tf are they to about you like that?

prison gf! ymir...who lays awake at night thinking all the stuff you and her are going to do once she gets out. Trying food together, eating snack you got from the gas station late at night, and her personal favourite getting coffee and judging people.

prison gf! ymir...who keeps every and i mean EVERY letter that you write to her because your handwriting is just so pretty and it smells like your perfume.

prison gf! ymir...who turns down people when they ask her out cause she has someone better at home waiting for her.

prison gf! ymir...who shows you how much muscle she gained during visits.

prison gf! ymir...who gets released early after 3 years for, surprisingly, good behavior.

prison gf! ymir...who silently cries in your arms when finally being able to hug you.

prison gf! ymir...who makes sure to thank you for waiting so long for her.

prison gf! ymir...whos eye to eye with your practically drooling cunt.

prison gf! ymir...who takes her time when eating you out. softly sucking on your swollen clit. pumping her fingers slowly, curling them to hear those oh so sweet moans of yours.

prison gf! ymir...who can't help but hold you tightly and admire your sleeping form in the moonlight. smiling softly, happy to be able to hold her baby again.

♱ A/N: i HATE this but fuck it we ball.

© 2023 lunerenzo, please don’t plagiarize or translate work.

[setsunasbabe]

Cuddling headcanons with the aot characters

masterlist

part 1 • part 2 (coming soon) • part 3 (coming soon)

contains :

Mikasa, Eren, Armin, Jean, Sasha, Connie, Historia, Ymir

warnings: mention of a tarantula in Armin's, mention of food in Sasha's, curse words in Eren and Connie's, kisses in Historia and Ymir's, mention of the word 'perv' in Ymir's, I did not proofread ; otherwise it's completely sfw

Mikasa

She probably cuddles you whenever she's too stressed. Feeling like she's protecting you makes her relax.

She's big spoon most of the time. Again she loves feeling like she's protecting you in some way.

You're both laying on your sides and she's holding you from behind, her hands wrapped around your waist.

She also probably cuddles you more at night, when you're both really tired. Holding you to make you fall asleep more easily.

Maybe, really rarely, but maybe, she can be the little spoon. I mean if you ask her, obviously she's gonna oblige, but if she's really feeling bad and needs comfort she'll really appreciate you holding her.

What I mean is her breaking down in your arms and you soothing her to sleep while holding her. That's the type of comfort I'm talking about.

Eren

Okay, first things first, if anybody asks him, he's big spoon. But that's such a lie.

Eren is a big baby and wants needs to be held.

He's probably laying his head on your chest or in the crook of your neck while you're rubbing his back.

He also really likes when you talk to him while cuddling. It calms him, he really loves your voice, like way too much.

The best time to cuddle him is when he's having a jealous or possessive episode. This dude is going to be clinging onto you for dear life. Like closing any space between the two of you, to be in contact with you the best he can.

Cuddling Eren is always good. Except in summer. I mean he's all over you. And it's already hot. You don't NEED this weightened blanket. Trust me you don't.

And if you want him to be the big spoon, he'll act like he doesn't mind. But then he'll complain of having a sore arm or something. That bitch 😐.

Armin

Armin is baby. Please I love him so much. Sorry.

Armin prefers cuddling while facing each other. Weather he's holding you or the other way around. He likes having you close and being able to look at you.

Okay, he may have a preference for being held, but you didn't hear that from me.

He also likes talking to you or listening to you. Most of your cuddle sessions end up in discussions about the strangest things. Like you guys are just laying down and 20 minutes later you're asking yourselves 'do you think a tarantula can stay up on one leg?' or some shit like that.

Okay but study sessions with Armin ending in cuddle sessions. Like. Hear me out. You're just 'taking a break' and you're straddling Armin's lap (not like THAT) and he's holding you and you're just talking, your torso pressed against his, feeling each other's heartbeat. Like IMAGINE.

Jean

Honestly he's down to cuddle all. the. time. Like bruv, chill. But it's because he loves you too much, can you blame him? Jean is the biggest simp out there.

He likes to hold you as much as he likes to be held. But there are three cuddle positions that he loves most.

First, holding you close by your middle while your head is against his chest and you're both laying on your sides.

Second, classic big spoon. He holding you from behind by your waist. But it's not his favourite because he's not facing you.

Third (his favourite), he's laying on you, head pressed on your chest to hear your heartbeat or in the crook of your neck to feel your pulse.

Yes, Jean checks if you're alive all of the time. I mean it's not his fault you're so perfect he can't believe you're real?

Anyways. Jean also likes to cuddle you in public (read on Sasha's couch) to show you off to others (read to Eren).

Sasha

Prepare to a lot of post meal cuddles with Sasha. She's always sleepy after eating a lot. And Sasha does often eat a lot.

When Sasha is tired she giggles a lot. Like imagine you're laying comfortably and she just starts giggling? Like, Sasha, babe, wtf?

She prefers to be held. This had to be said. She likes when you're holding her and she's laying her head next to your heart.

She also cuddles you when she had a nightmare. She will literally sneak into your bed at night trying not to wake you up. But if she does wake you up, she'll just tell you that she had a nightmare, asking you to hold her.

But Sasha moves a lot in her sleep. You'll go to bed laying against each other and wake up with your limbs tangled in each other.

Also, being the menace she is, she will put her cold hands under your shirt with the excuse of them being cold and needing to heat up. She's lucky you love her...

Connie

Okay, I was talking about Sasha being a menace, but this little shit is another level.

He will literally poke you and pinch abruptly for no reason when you're cuddling.

No but honestly, he likes having you laying on top of him and hold you close. He's probably telling you the worst story of all time at the same moment but you both really enjoy the moment.

He likes to maintain eye contact while talking to you so your head is probably propped up on one of your arms.

He appreciates more cuddling in the late afternoon, while the sun goes down to see its rays fade on your face, or some sappy shit like that.

No but cuddling sessions with Connie can be really cool. He's a funny guy and he's very comforting.

And the hand placement!!! Like he has his hands on the small of your back, rubbing it soothingly. You're both having a really good time... And then he pokes you. 😐

Historia

Probably the cuddliest out of all of them.

Can and will cuddle you in any situation. She takes the occasion to cuddle you anytime she can.

'Hisu we can't cuddle while standing.' 'Why not?'

She doesn't care if she's big spoon or little spoon. She just enjoys basking in your presence so much.

She also likes to hug you from behind while you're cooking or doing something else while standing.

What I mean is, don't feel surprised when you feel hands snaking around your waist and see blond strands of hair on your shoulder from the corner of your eye.

She expects a lot of kisses from you while cuddling, I don't make the rules.

She often plays with your hair when you're both laying down or you're laying your head on her lap. She really likes soothing you to sleep with her nails gently scratching your scalp.

Ymir

She'll act like she hates cuddling you but she actually craves your physical affection.

You guys probably cuddle more in the morning when you just woke up. Mostly because Ymir is not awake enough to pretend to be annoyed.

She is big spoon all the way you can't change my mind. She likes to hold you while you're both laying on your sides.

Your face is often tucked under her chin so you can't see her smiling. Or she's holding it in her hands while cupping your cheeks (not THESE cheeks you perv) and gazing into your eyes lovingly.

She kisses you a lot when you cuddle. Most of the time out of nowhere. Like she's pouting and 2 seconds later she's kissing you.

The only times she'll cuddle you in public is if she's jealous to show the person who's been eyeing you up and down for the past minutes that you are hers.

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

(Attack on Titan) Annie, Mikasa, Sasha, Historia, and Ymir with an affectionate S/O

Hoo it's been a bit since we've seen these gals huh?

Annie doesn't particularly care that her S/O is very affectionate, at least not in private.

She doesn't get it, but she doesn't stop them either.

Though she's surprised upon hearing S/O's answer to her question.

(Annie) "Without any regrets..."

Annie still makes zero remarks about their clinginess, but she subtly holds them a little tighter from then on.

She won't say it, but she has the same thoughts, to die without regrets for the ones she loves.

Mikasa gets a bit flustered whenever S/O hugs her, not caring about the PDA to the rest of her squad.

It felt...nice.

When Mikasa asks S/O why they're so clingy, their answer doesn't exactly surprise her. Not in the way most people would expect anyway.

(Mikasa) "Not holding to my arm would be a regret of yours?"

(S/O) "Huh? N-No, I mean just not getting to hug you at all!"

Mikasa's cheeks slightly flush from such an obvious answer getting horribly misunderstood.

(Mikasa) "R-Right."

Mikasa always holds S/O tightly back, even if it does embarrass her a little.

Sasha does not care at all about the PDA.

She embraces it, and S/O openly.

Connie and Jean usually roll their eyes at their hugging, and try to avert their eyes to avoid dying of cringe.

Sasha on the other hand loves that they're so clingy! Physical affection was nice after all.

But, she wasn't expecting their answer.

(Sasha) "No regrets, huh?...I think I get that."

She says nothing else as she smiles, putting their head onto her shoulders.

Historia admits S/O's physical gestures were endearing, no matter how ill-timed they seemed to be.

Which was all the time, apparently.

It reminded her a bit of her cadet days, and wished they could go back to that time.

She was already in a somber mood when asking S/O what made them so clingy beside the obvious answer, and simply hums at their response.

(Historia) "I wish to live without regrets as well, S/O...It's all we can do at this point, isn't it?"

Ymir can't help but laugh and returns their affection with gusto, to hell with anyone watching!

Ymir feels powerful, knowing S/O needed her like this.

She plays up their affection and her role a lot, to the point of looking being overdramatic to anyone watching.

But behind closed doors, her attitude shifts from playful to far more quiet and thoughful.

(Ymir) "Hey, remember when I asked why you're so clingy? Truth is...I'm the same. If we're going to die soon, might as well make sure we live to the fullest before our time's up."

[scionshtola]

i want to kiss you until i lose my breath

i cannot thank @harumeau beloved enough for this gorgeous art!! based on a scene from a fic of mine (x)

[ridingtorohan]

How the shifters react to you having a high body temp, knowing that it represents your platonic/romantic attraction to them

Goofy headcanon time!

Each titan shifter can recognize how another shifter feels about them based on their body heat. This includes all attraction: familial, platonic, aesthetic, romantic, so on.

SPOILERS for shifter identities AND events up to Season 4 Special Literally everyone has some spoilers for the anime to some extent. Older shifters like Kruger and KSaver is excluded, but there's 11 listed. It's in order from oldest to youngest.

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ZEKE YEAGER

He feels it for a second, when your knuckles brush against his wounded shoulder, fastening his restraints tighter, making sure he's secure while transporting him out of Marley on the blimp

Blue eyes darting to you, tracing the features on your face, lingering for a second on the titan marks beneath your eyes

Then he focuses on the task at hand, filing that away for later

He has a lot of time to stew on it, the simmering heat under your touch. Low but steady. Lucky for you! You're assigned to his guard detail in the forest with Captain Levi

Shifter to shifter, you're able to relate on a different level than he does to Levi.

Also makes note how you drop to ice cold when the horrors of Shiganshina. Probably realizes that's where you snagged yourself a titan ability.

Listen... if you saw him coming out of the Beast........... you're smoking, iykyk?

Because he's a little shit, he uses it to his advantage. Makes full eye contact with you during conversations, leaning forward. Which makes it interesting when you or Levi nip off his arms to restrain him and you have to give him a drink.

Leans in nice and slow, eyes staring directly into yours, letting you watch him as he takes a long, slow sip. Licks his lips, knowing you're watching him, leans back, eyes lidded. "Thank you, I was terribly thirsty"

Levi kicks his teeth in

Lord have mercy on you for when it's time to bathe

He literally will always use it to his advantage if you let him but will never clue you in unless you already know

Zeke will tease you about this, pressing a cigarette to his lips, his arm or leg brushing yours. "Are you cold? I can help you feel warmer" (Levi is murdering him with his eyes in the background)

Y'know maybe he does warm you up later 😏

Probably starts warming up to you shortly before his jailbreak, though it's hard to tell in what way.

After this point, it's a little too late to do anything else about it.

LARA TYBUR

Bro you hardly even realize that she's a titan at first.

As a titan inheritor, the Marley Gov't requires that you and your fellows play nice with the Tybur family whenever they visit.

She's tepid temperature at first, your thoughts and ideas making you a little colder to the touch.

You brush against each other at some fancy schmancy dinner party. She act very much like an Eldian at the party, silent, refilling your cup and you thank her.

Later, you're just feeling soo awkward with her family, with watching Willy dance around his family, laughing and jesting.

Some of the Warriors keep trying to make guesses as to who the Warhammer is but ultimately you don't figure it out

You try your luck at befriending all of them, painfully aware of Willy's eyes on you every time you talk to his sister

But something about Lara keeps drawing you in. Her quiet demeanour, the sleek attire, her proper figure. Dutiful and classy, voice quiet but confident.

Telling her about books and the latest movie, offering tea and biscuits from your Zone whenever you visit.

She never says anything about your body temperature and honestly you don't touch her often enough to notice a difference

But you do notice that she talks to you a little more, lingers by your side more than she does anyone else

During the attack, you do everything you can to defend her crystal - so painfully, carefully aware of how it burns under your titan's hand

REINER BRAUN

Sorry, he's made to suffer. Nothing in his life is ever easy. Isayama decided that. (And so did I.) (There's a happy ending, I promise.)

Things would be simpler for Reiner if everything went well, if he became a great warrior, if his father noticed him, if he did well on his missions. The first thing that goes wrong is Marcel.

When he meets you for the first time, a memory tickles at his mind. Something familiar in the way your skin touches his. Then he gives you a smile, introducing himself and Bertholdt.

Something about you always drew him in. He'd watch you across the training yard and smile whenever you looked at him. Always glad to help you out, shedding himself of the warrior skin and so much easier into the soldier one.

Sucks as a sparring partner btw. Always checking to make sure he didn't go too hard on you.

At some point you probably made mention of him working up a sweat during the training. His body temp is not much warmer than normal but noticeable. Everyone in the Cadets is his pal but there's something special about you

You, who feels like they've had a bit too much sun, but still comfortable.

With time, it may increase to a warmth that lingers in his bones, reminding him of his mother's teas and fresh bread.

He really likes wrapping his arms around you for this, a big bear who just holds you tight to his chest. Big squish!

Likes to clap his hands to your shoulders from behind, feel your warmth in his hands

If you are this warm, he'll always do a little start when you touch him, caught off guard. With as often as he's thought about you, he'll become a bit flustered at times - he begins to entertain a crush and/or getting to know you better.

However, a part of Reiner always remains..... apprehensive

Lays awake at night wondering about you, your tale of being orphaned, family long dead. Something not quite settling

This is what stops him from actually getting close-close to you

At Utgard Castle, it's obvious why something niggled inside him at the sight of you. Because one day, when his dreams were shattered by a boy, a titan lunged out of the ground. That's how you inherited the Jaw

It explains everything, in the end. He may not have recognized that you were a fellow shifter but he did recognize the body heat

You, unfortunately, are either kidnapped or agree to go along with Reiner and Bertholdt in the forest.

You are, either, an unfortunate soul cast out of Marley or a former warrior candidate who was cast out alongside your family thanks to Zeke's efforts years prior. If the latter, Reiner does mention it to Zeke in hopes of him sparing you because, technically, you are on "their" side. It's not a positive outlook either way.

Knowing your fate in Marley, Reiner spends time with you. Painfully aware of how broken his betrayal meant to you (if you're colder) or how you still believe in him (if you remain the same/increase)

Above all else, Reiner considers you a friend and he's so sorry.

If, by sheer chance, he leaves you unsupervised or your chains a little loose to "let your blood circulate" and you accidentally escape, he won't be upset.

And if, he saw you, years later, doing recon work in Marley.. and your eyes caught, he would make the conscious choice to turn away.

Marcel may have been his first mistake but he doesn't regret these two.

Very awkward when you join forces with him to take down Eren.

Reiner remembers the last time he saw you, what your touch felt like.

But the thing about Reiner isn't that his soldier personality was a persona - it's still him. He still cares for you. At this point you know what the touch means, can't blame it on the campfires. You may or may not have trusted him before but you trust him now.

Your hand slides in his, reminiscent of your first meeting, letting him know. "I trust you, Reiner. We'll work with you"

He'll still be withdrawn from the Paradis group but ... his feelings about you never really stopped. Time, distance and circumstance may have changed it, but never stopping it.

He thinks of your touch, even now, even during the final fight.

And, when everything is said and done, when the titan blood doesn't linger in either of your veins, Reiner knows how you feel by the look in your eyes.

BERTHOLDT HOOVER

Whatever you do, do NOT think about Bertholdt touching a non-Marleyan shifter after he escapes beyond the walls. Do NOT think about your touch burning under his, with Bert pleading for Zeke's mercy. Because despite everything, you still thought so highly of him.

Real talk: THIS GUY IS THE REASON YOU BECAME A TITAN SHIFTER

Unfortunately, despite being a fellow warrior candidate, you weren't chosen. Your score was a smidge below what they were looking for.

Bert was one the first to shift. In the practice field where this is done, he, unfortunately, steamed the heck out of you. Bad enough that it was a matter of getting medical attention asap. Fortunately, thanks to your score, the generals decided that you would be swapped out with one of the candidates and inherit a titan!

This is Bertholdt's first memory as a titan, by the way. :) He feels beyond terrible for what happened.

But having grown up together, helped each other through the trials and training... you two wind up being friends. Decently close, because he winds up telling you about his family, what he's doing for his father.

Bert looks up to you a lot. Always staying by your bedside when you got injured, kept a Band-Aid in his pocket for whenever you tripped during the training. (Or if he does. As gangly-limbed as that boy was, that happened often too.)

He knows but also doesn't about the significance of the warmer touches. It was probably one of those tidbits that was filed away for later and then forgotten. It doesn't matter when you're in bed injured and recovering from the heat damage he literally inflicted on you.

Super caring. Always having to talk both of you out of trouble when you wind up in it. But Bertholdt finds himself admiring that anyway, how different you are to him. (He's actually so thankful that you're a warrior with him, even if this was the worst way for it to happen.)

The other warriors clue in that you two are close but don't really comment on it. "Good for them" stance.

Bertholdt likes sitting next to you! Thighs brushing, his leg touching yours. Just small intimate moments that mean the world to him.

Then Marcel gets attacked and all Bertholdt can think about is 'thank god it wasn't you'. He'll stay wide awake watching you sleep at night, only nodding off when/if you let him sleep beside you, his palm on yours.

During training, Bertholdt finds a lot of comfort by sleeping next to you. Even if he ends up sprawled all over your body.

Thing is, Bertholdt doesn't really quite piece together the heat thing. Just knows that you're his, in some shape or form, that you're what's making this mission bearable. He doesn't miss Marley, he just misses you whenever you're not around.

Gets fidgety if you elect to join a different faction from him. But he understands. (But when you walk past him during the scouts enlistment, his hand catches yours for just a moment. Just for this. Because no matter what you mean to him, he wants you to stay.)

Fake dating trope because how else are you supposed to inform Bertholdt about the information you gathered while in the interior?

Everybody believes the ruse lmao

And, the thing with him is, there always feels like there's going to be more time. Sitting at tables, talking about your days. Reminiscing about Marley and campfires.. it's easy to think that you'll get those days back. That it's just another year, another season, another "one more time" before you get to go home.

For Bert, his feelings are... kind of a catch-all. Could be inferred as romantic or platonic. All he knows is that you're the most important person to him. He's just so glad that he gets to spend your thirteen years together.

And, when the mission goes wrong, when the attempts to kidnap Eren go awry and he has to pull your battered body from your titan, Bertholdt is right by your side, as he always is. There's always going to be another attempt, another chance. (Until there isn't.)

Bertholdt feels like home, his hand warm in yours. (He wants to keep coming back to you.)

Maybe those three simple words are whispered, right before it all goes to shit and you're captured/immobilized and Bertholdt grows desperate to get you back. Maybe you two never say them at all. But when it's just you two, the moments feel like they last forever.

(But you do. You know you have to talk about what this means for both of you, even if it meant defining your friendship in a different way. And he'll stutter and stumble over his words but listen intently, knowing that nothing is worth the cost of losing you. And he's secretly so relieved that you feel the same way, no matter what form your affection takes shape as.)

Bertholdt will cherish your friendship for as long as he lives.

PIECK FINGER

Whoo! Titan! Bes - ties!

Warrior trainees together, it totally sucked when you were passed over and Pieck inherited without you. She's pretty chill about everything, walking down the street with you while holding hands, throwing her arms around you constantly. Letting you ride atop her titan's back while she runs around the airfield.

Consider your relationship with her a mix of her squad and Porco

Legit you both are close before you even get a chance to inherit your titan, which you do! Eventually!

She's honestly not that great at explaining how titan shifting works or how to "focus" and "control" it but she'll help you get your bearings by walking around with you in titan form

Her body heat is like a heated blanket, warm and comfortable, ooey gooey melting cookie in your mouth kind of warm.

If you're ever on a long trek together, it's easy to doze off next to her, backs pressed together or her head in your lap.

Honestly she probably doesn't even think to mention how you feel to her, or acknowledge what it means. Pieck is happy with everything you are, how it feels with you.

actually tbh might comment about it everytime she springs a hug on you

"Incoming hug! Ahh... this is nice. you're so warm😊"

Your warmth is so comfortable to her. She's often nuzzling against you.

Honestly you guys would be borderline romantic, even if one/neither of you felt that way. It's just how you two are.

If you do cheek kisses, she'd be all up for that.

If you're romantically attracted to her, it'd be a seamless transition. Like you could invite her somewhere and mention it's a date and she'd just go "oh yay :)".

Otherwise at some point someone comments about how you two are always together on outings (calling them 'dates') and Pieck just goes "yes. :)" then later when it's just you two, "it really does feel like a date sometimes, doesn't it?"

Definitely respects it if you're not interested in her that way + just think of her as a sister or best friend. She won't change how she interacts with you at all (unless you mention that it makes you uncomfortable)

ANNIE LEONHARDT

A year (or a few) older than her, your family has warrior heritage; it’s a point of prestige and honour for you, moreso than for normal candidates. You have an expectation and responsibility to your ancestors to follow through. Of course you’d get a titan. Especially the one your family has meticulously trained for again and again; it’s not so much about the high esteem but keeping it in the family. Inheriting their memories. (For giggles, imagine it’s the attack or female titan.)

By the time Annie and the other warriors are partway through their training, you’ve all but confirmed your spot. It’s just a matter of establishing which one you’ll get.

You’re not exactly friends with Annie initially, especially with her aloof nature. But she’s companionable, sitting quietly if you ever approach her. Everything about her at the start is like that - withdrawn, solemn. Just as focused on her duty as you are. Either you find companionship over this fact or in spite of it - finding life worth living outside of being a candidate.

When you’re recovering from your inheritance, Annie is the one to tend to you. While you don’t remember a lot of it, amnesia getting the better of you, you’re almost certain that she was holding you.

Annie often watches as you continue your training, especially as a titan. She’ll gladly train in titan hand to hand combat with you once she inherits the female titan.

All the shifters are given books to learn about how to best utilize their titans. As they’re leafed through, it’ll mention the odd quirk of the shifters. Pieck is the most excited for this, followed by Reiner. It becomes a point of conversation, where everyone compares their temperatures - though Annie is quite reserved about the whole ordeal. She takes pity on Bertholdt who feels hot to her touch, though she does throw him under the ringer. You, though? She says not much at all, calling it quits at that point (if she hasn’t already).

She doesn't make a big deal of it at all, merely treating you like another candidate. One that she gets along with better than anyone else, at any rate.

In the group, you're dubbed "Annie's best friend". If Annie ever hears of this, you never know.

When it's time to leave for the wall, her knuckles brush against yours. The only indication that she's restless and has any qualms about what they're doing.

But as children honed for war, sometimes rivalries are hard to beat. Especially when the first tragedy strikes your group and Reiner takes the lead, leading you to wall. To mayhem. Murder is a different burden to bear, one that sits funny in your throat.

She sits with you at the refugee camps. While you've never seen her grab extra portions of food, she always seems to have some for you. She takes care of you (and you remember your first shift, how she had been the one to hold you).

Joining the Police is the only sane decision, the inner network so much like Marley. So much like home. You're relieved when Annie goes with you, even though you think it was for duty. (You never know if it was.)

Hitch gets added to the short list of Annie's friends. But nobody replaces you, nobody knows her as well as you do. You know each other's mood, the subtle raise of her brow or scrunch of her nose.

She takes her duty seriously - but she takes you seriously too.

You're the only comfort from home she has.

In the forest after she's hacked up by Levi, you're the one to grab her. To take her back, tending to her as she's cared for you so many times.

Unfortunately your close bond makes it easier to seek you out as a titan. Easier to goad you into advancing attacks, to defending her honour from horrors Armin promises she's enduring.

For you, Annie felt like home more than Marley ever had. Siblings, best friends, lovers. Whatever you felt for her, it was strong.

If you get a chance to see her chrystalized, you touch it desperately, trying to feel a sense of life inside. And you feel it, an echoing thrum beneath your hand.

She mentions it, later, when you two are alone on the ship. "I don't remember what you said, but I felt you." (She always has.)

And when you both go to fight Eren, fighting for something you want so desperately to keep now, you feel her knuckles brush against yours like they did so long ago. When you two were sworn to duty, marching to the walls. This time, you take her hand and never let go.

If you both survive this, she'll show you exactly how much you mean to her.

YMIR

100000% figured out you were a titan shifter because of this.

Her memories of the castle are hazy at best; initially she only remembers the heat and fog, the truth of Christa's real name.

While she knows quite a bit about her titan and its abilities, she doesn't know anything useful. The body heat memories? She knows it. Knows how her previous shifter learned about it, knows how he felt about his comrades.

She's hardly had reason to touch you before this, but like she figured out Reiner in the castle (they touched briefly) she also knows who you are. Knows the truth of your Marleyan roots.

Like Annie, you had been more distant from the group and more independent - you weren't as easily found out compared to them. At that point, it was only Ymir who really knew. Go, you. Clap yourself on the back for a job well done.

As well as you'd hide your identity, unfortunately the capture must take precedence. With Annie compromised, Reiner and Bertholdt outed, you have no choice but to pick up their slack.

Eren is fucking pissed that you're a titan and regardless of your involvement with the walls breaking, often voices his displeasure towards you loudly.

Ymir saw it coming so she takes it in stride and is dismissive towards you. You two really don't get a chance to speak, not until she's back in Marley and that's all that's left for her. Stone walls and iron bars, her complacency and feeling like a debt is owed is what keeps her there.

You sit with her most days, where she eventually opens up about the cadets. That's not to say you're best friends, but she's not dense enough not to take advantage of how you feel about her.

Listen, if you're not a woman, you stand no chance. If you are, she might confess her feelings towards Christa, how Christa helped her change as a person, how she felt like she could be herself.

How she could be herself around you, too.

While Ymir was never as buddy-buddy with you as she had been Christa, she had often roped you into being indebted to her, owing her favours one way or another.

She's back to her usual tirade even while imprisoned, using those unreturned favours to charter better meals or pen and papers. Most days you watch her write, rewrite, try to figure out what she wants to pen to Christa. Ultimately she writes her final draft with Reiner and leaves it in his possession.

Ymir is never quite hostile towards you, not when she learns of your service to your country, to the threat you thought Paradis posed. To the family and people you swore to protect. She understood it. Perhaps better than anyone bar Marcel.

You get a chance to touch her sometimes, changing the irons or giving her new clothes or meals.

There was a time when you were closer, as cadets. When she'd sling an arm over your shoulder, teasing about something or other. That's what it mostly was, her goading you into some tasks for her or taking the fall for things.

Back then, she used how you felt about her against you.

Unfortunately, facing death, she's mellow and more withdrawn. You don't learn much of anything during this time, not verbally anyway. But you learn about what kind of person she was, what role she had before.

And she asks for you to be there when she's eaten. Not directly, but something Reiner tells you later. When he's telling you that you've spoken more to her than she has, that she had tolerated your presence better, that you were the only Marleyan that she looked forward to seeing.

And when you go through her cell later, rifling through what meagre possessions she had, you find a letter addressed to you, hidden beneath leaflets of messy unfinished letters. Thanking you for not treating her as a monster, for not using Christa against her like Bertholdt had. That if she had a choice, she'd want you to inherit the jaw solely for your friendship with your fellow cadets and Christa.

She writes of other things too, little things she noticed about you, tips on how to get better at hiding or hitting. Advice on to living for yourself and not under the charade of the Marleyan government.

There's scrawled out ink, too, of things that she crossed out. She writes in that familiar, knowledgeable but closed off way that she does. In those sentences, under candle light, you can make out her thoughts on the heat exchange, moments from your cadet days. Once, what she would've done if you both had stayed on Paradis. Even a list of favours that she wanted to bank on, teasing remarks written in margins of paper and belittling comments that felt only praising coming from her.

Strange, how you only know her better in death, where you can no longer speak to her and hear the words left unsaid.

PORCO GALLIARD

the biggest baddest boldest guy who will LATCH ONTO YOU SO FAST MAN. I'm half joking

But he zeroes in the second your temperature spikes whenever you touch him. Turns his head towards you, gesture a little quick, eyes watching you, half-lidded. Aware, aware, aware of what this means

He's always always watching you after this, smirking softly to himself, just nodding along

You're so lucky he feels the same way because otherwise he'd just wrinkle his nose and turn his head away, "ew, you're hot" like the turd he is /affectionate.

Once he notices, Porco will always be hovering over you, in your personal space, raising his eyebrows and smirking when you turn around and bump into him. Gtfo Porco. Always casual about leaning against you, your arms brushing.

Porco doesn't really do cuddling but he'll be annoying about this, lightly touching. all. the. time.

Porco knows what it means. And if you don't say anything about it, he will. Just casually drops the fact about shifter body heat before shoving his hands and walking off casually. Leaving you guessing about his intentions.

Eventually it culminates in frustration because this smug mf won't tell you JACK.

Honestly you're going to have to confront him about this at some point unless one of the others point out the weird dance you two are doing.

(If you get frustrated with him enough that it affects your temp towards him, he'll knock it back so fast. Rubber banding it like a pro. He may be a dick but once it's clear he's making you uncomfortable he'll back off.)

Raises his eyebrows, leaning back. "You know what it means, don't you?" All smug. Leading into him talking about his own temperature, "Well, what do you think it means?" Literally makes you guess about how he feels about you. If you guess romantic, he'll lean his arm up against the wall, getting close to your face, eyes half-lidded. "Yeah."

Free boyfriend.

If you don't do teasing, he'll be more upfront. “You know what it means.” He's reciprocal so even if he didn’t romantically like you if you guess boyfriend, he’ll be like “yeah”.

Again, free boyfriend.

If you're strictly platonic, he'll do a little sigh, expression smoothing and go, “You're my best friend, dumbass.”

Free best friend.

Will become the bitchiest bitch to ever bitch if your temperature ever lowers.

Possessive possessive possessive. Competitive af. “Well, the other shifters don't feel hotter than I do, do they?" Glowers and sulks if anyone teases that your touch feels scorching hot to them.

Other than these instances, he actually NEVER mentions your temp or asks how you feel when he touches you. Would listen intently if you ever decide to describe in detail what his body temp feels to you.

Gets super smug if you mention it in front of the others.

EREN YEAGER

Sorry, there's no happy way this can end at all. :(

Eren straight up does not know about the heat thing until he inherits the attack titan's full memories.

But he's always kind of ... known in a way too. Every time your hands slap together or you pull each other out of danger, he feels it. The warmth lingering under your skin.

Grisha learned it during his studies with Zeke and Eren inherited that memory. Eren remembers then forgets in that same instant when he inherits his titan as a kid. So he knows, by pure instinct, that it's good. It feels right

He emotionally warms up to you more because of this.

Does not get touchy feely over this, although his hands often linger a little longer on you

There's two paths here. One where you're a Marleyan warrior and one where you inherit it after (jaw or in Shiganshina).

As a warrior, your betrayals burns worse than anything else. He's always suspected Reiner because of his cold+hot flashes but you? You who always burned like a star under his fingertips, who sent a wave of comfort through him?

It stings like nothing else has ever before.

It stings when he's in Marley, bandage to his face and leg, watching the people walk past.

He either waits for you purposefully or has Falco grab you a day/hours before the Marley exhibit. (Conveniently, this would be when Reiner is busy and he has an excuse to talk to Reiner later)

Or you come along with Reiner

It's such a small moment, in the end. His palm meeting yours, or your shoulders touching when you pass him by.

But it's a supernova, lit under his touch. And it settles the idea inside him that Marley and Paradis are the same, that there are people he cares for both in and outside the walls.

As a non-Marleyan, in the end, it doesn't change anything. He's still Eren and you're still you. Despite everything.

He's like a comet when he touches you later, after the rescue from Marley. Even when his knuckles are bruised from Armin's bones, when there's a fire in his eyes and death on his lips

But he's still Eren and you're still you.

And there's never enough time

(There's a memory that you only get later, after Everything. Where you sit together, toes on the beach, shoulder to shoulder. Where his skin is warmer than the sands. Where he tells you in what way he thinks about you. Where he asks you about yours and you answer. And you will remember this with a heat in your throat knowing that you'll never feel his touch again)

ARMIN ARLERT

I'm absolutely losing it just thinking about going to a sauna with Armin and after he finds out about the body heat thing he accidentally exclaims, "wait why'd you gET COLDER?" (if you do it's def because you went through the mental gymnastics of respecting his body and not getting thorsty)

He honestly didn't even realize there's a difference between normal people vs shifters because he actually hasn't touched the Warriors trio a lot prior to his shifting (so he has no baseline to compare it to). And Eren always ran hot

He really only clues in when he notices that your body temperate is a lot higher than normal and he freaks out a little, thinking you have a fever. Except everyone else assures him that no, you feel perfectly fine to them, what are you on about Armin??

Hange knows jack all about it; it's not a normal titan feature. Armin eventually has to ask Eren, Zeke or Annie about it directly

Gets flustered and comforted by the realization that you care so deeply for him. If you run crazy hot then it'll be like making him face his fear of fire (rip Armin)

If you don't know what the body temp means, he'll be all too glad to inform you! He won't ask you what temperature you feel his touches at BUT would be all too willing to test what influences the increase/decrease!

Turns super red if the experiments get a little too handsy and you both feel each other's temperatures spike

He's actually super touchy feely! Always reaching for you, giving you lingering hugs or brushing at your clothes/hair. He'll take your hand when its just you two, thumb stroking over the skin, basking in your warmth.

Will cuddle if you let him/ask him. Absolutely adores it. Always happy to indulge

If you're crushing on him, this is the thing that tips Armin off! He's so studious and acutely aware of each minute change so he notices when you get a little warmer, esp if you're reacting to him grabbing your arm or brushing something from your cheek

Probably noticed how you act around him too

If you're not crushing on him the it's just an awkward fiasco BECAUSE:

He confronts you about this. You're both just sitting down somewhere, him across from you, knees drawn up as you're talking or enjoying the silence. Eyes downcast as he brings up, "Do you have... feelings for me?" Voice soft, skin even hotter than his tomato red face. He takes your hands in his and looks up at you earnestly, "this is how I feel about you", letting you feel his emotions

In the case that Armin thinks of you strongly as a friend/ally only, he'll let you down gently. By directly referencing his newfound knowledge. Purposefully going "It's interesting that we can tell so much about the other person when you touch them like this" and he grabs your hand, looking right up into your eyes, smiling gently, "Like this. See? You'll always be my best friend" Emphasis on 'always' and 'best friend'. #friendzoned #ripyou

FALCO GRICE

Sunshine baby, baby boy, my literal son in another universe

He's always holding your hand. You're so cool! A warrior who trained with Reiner, he looks up to you immensely, although your term being close to being up stresses him TF out about Gabi

Listen, you're stuck with little brother Falco who always follows you around, tugging on your sleeve or running off on errands for you. Give him the time of day and you'll have a new dog. I mean child

If you're close to Reiner at all he'll latch on even harder. You're both his parental figures, although he gets so flustered if anyone mentions it.

He's deadset on inheriting the Armour but if you have the choice of who you can give yours to and you pick him, he's gonna cry.

He doesn't remember a lot about his first shift or the events surrounding it, except the smell of burnt flesh and fire in his arms. If you touch him at all when he immediately comes out of his titan, he'll dissolve into hysterics, crying without knowing why, because your touch reminds him immediately of the memory he's almost forgetting

Fortunately, he does forget

When you finally get to touch him after the amnesia period is over, Falco absolutely melts in your arms. Also immediately cries. Because he does know what this means, has studied this in his books, knows it from Porco's memories. Sobs and wails in your arms, feeling so secure and loved. Because you love him and you care for him. After everything he's been through, he needs this

Hugs you so, so tight every chance he gets, getting red-faced whenever Gabi teases him. Hovers by your side a lot, knowing everything will keep being okay so long as he can feel your warmth.

Always touching you, probably gets a little anxious when you leave him alone but eventually comes around.

For the kiddos out there who are crushing on my son, I raise a counter scenario. Just for you. You're now my child-in-law

Training together!! Yay!!

Your grades will vary, though you're definitely behind Gabi on the roster. Sorry, I do make the rules.

Falco excitedly told you about body heat when he read about it in a book!! You two excitedly try to figure out how you'd feel to each other.

Unfortunately, this is about the time he gets a crush on you. So Falco gets so flustered the next time you mention it to him and he ends up blurting that he hopes he never finds out what temperature you'd feel like to him.

Wants to protect you forever and ever, taking a similar route that he does with Gabi in canon.

You became shifters together! Terrible news!

Except when you're both pulled from the napes of your titans. When you have to ride with Connie, forgetting everything except the press of his hand in yours.

Falco may not remember the meaning behind the warmth but knows that it's good, that he can trust you.

Once his memories come back, avoids you to high heavens because he is so acutely aware of the flipside of this scenario. That you can feel how hot he burns because of his crush. He doesn't even think about what your hot touch means for him

You have to chase him down.

Keeps making excuses until you almost fight him trying to get him to settle.

He's definitely heartbroken if you tell him you only see him as a brother/best friend. Probably gets teary eyed and red-faced but accepts it before running off. He'll stop avoiding you after this.

Gets so red if you tell him you romantically like him too.

After the confession or when he's calmed down from the rejection, he comes back around. He's pretty constant at your side and will hold your hand if you let him, reassured by your warmth.

No matter what happens, at least you have each other.

[s1ckh1mb0]

Yk who don’t get enough love fr these fine ass women

Like why we not talking bout them more because they soo fucking fine😫

[goldenlocksprincess]

Attack on Titan Actor AU

(part 2)

(season 2-3-4)

Pixis only auditioned because his kids are fans of manga, but he immediatly fell in love with the character.

Hannes once came on set drunk and filmed his scene. The directors only noticed while editing the scenes.

Freida Reiss is Miss Universe 2014.

Kenny writes gives good luck letters to the actors who are going to film along side him.

Keith Sadies loves to prank the 104th training corps during filming.

Rod Reiss is a comedian, he played his first dramatic role in the series.

Zeke tried to grow his beard for the role but ended up wearing a postiche.

Porco first auditioned to play Eren but the casting director found him more fit for his current role.

Pieck shares fanfics and fanarts on her stories. She finds it cute.

Gabi has a YouTube channel where she learns to play the guitar.

Falco is the biggest fanboy of the cast.

Floch used to be an extra but then got his role because the fans liked his performance.

Willy Tybur directed the last ep of season 3

Nicollo has a TikTok where he prepare food and gives cooking advice.

Onyankopon was an MMA fighter, he got into acting after an injury that left him unable to fight again.

All the flashbacks scenes were filmed at the beginning to avoid recasting younger characters and bring authenticity.

[rougepancake]

PROMPT 14!!! (“You heard me take it off”) WITH HANGE/HISTORIA/ANNIE/YMIR!!!

(I’m so Downbad for them😭)

😩😩😩

Prompt 14 - “You heard me. take. it. off.”

Ft. Hange Zoe, Historia Reiss, Annie Leonhart, & Ymir

Warnings: Strip poker in Hange’s, zest all the way around tbh, Annie and Ymir being mean (who’s surprised tho), not full smut (sorry everyone LOL-), Historia being cunning (mentions of cheating in hers), dubcon. Not proofread lmaooo-

HANGE ZOE

“You want to play what?” Levi scoffed, looking at Hange with a disgusted expression. He was leaning against the doorway of Erwin’s office, having recently returned from an expedition with his crew. He was going to report to Erwin and leave, but now Hange has his attention.

“Strip poker.” Erwin chuckled, and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at the idea.

“Hange how exactly did you come up with this?” You tilted your head and crossed your arms, giving them a slightly judgmental look, only to follow it up with a giggle. You couldn’t keep up the act, so you just gave in and looked over at Levi.

“Well- it came to me in a dream! Whoever loses has to take an article of clothing off and so on and so forth.” They grinned and placed their hands on their hips, wriggling their eyebrows at Levi. “What? Are you scared?” They teased and Erwin snickered softly.

“The hell I am. I’m great a poker.” He grumbled and sat down at the table near Erwin’s desk, waiting for the rest of you three to join him.

A couple rounds in, and you were losing bad. You had already taken off your corps jacket and your thigh high boots. If you lost one more game then you’d be taking off your shirt, and while it did sound like a good time, you had some rather nasty scars on your torso- and you weren’t about to sit down and explain it.

“Ahaha!” Hange laughed, smiling as you lost the game once again. Erwin gave you a reassuring smile and Levi simply scoffed.

It was always those three getting you into trouble.

“You know what that means Y/n. Take off your button up.” Levi pointed and Hange hushed him, looking at you expectantly.

Nervously, you took a swig of the whiskey before you before slowly unbuttoning your shirt. You stopped and looked at Erwin, who would hopefully be your saving grace here.

“W-Well I’m feeling sort of tired, you know?” You faked a yawn, letting out a surprised gasp as Hange leaned in and glared at you through their glasses.

“You heard Levi, darling.” They whispered lowly, a dark smirk forming on their lips. You swallowed thickly, Hange’s hands coming up and resting on top of yours. “Take. It. Off.”

HISTORIA REISS

You had been drinking with the rest of the troops, but snuck away to hang out with Historia. The blonde had you behind the barracks, kissing you silly, which was terrifying for you since you knew Ymir had a thing for her.

She was taking control of the whole situation, which was definitely unexpected compared to her whole personality. She was just an easygoing girl with strong morals, and a damn good set of lips.

It was like she had done this before, with how her hands just slid up your sides effortlessly, making you breathless as her lips continued to move against yours.

You were unable to say anything when she pulled away, stunned into silence by the mischievous look in her eyes.

“Ymir would love you.” She whispered, her fingers quickly unbuttoning her shirt. And while she was fast, she was still a tease. Once she had unbuttoned hers, her hands went to yours, but you stopped her.

“H-Historia I don’t know if this is the best thing to do. I mean just look at where we are.” You tried to explain to her that the chances of you getting caught were high, and you didn’t want to risk it.

But she didn’t care.

Of course.

Blondes and their needless determination.

“Come on Y/n. Just take it off. I promise we won’t get caught.” She smiled, and you felt your heart skip a beat. She was so sweet, but you knew what she was doing.

“B-But-“

She cut you off, placing a finger against your lips as her seemingly innocent smile grew. “Didn’t you hear me?” She giggled. “Take it off.” Her eyes shined beautifully underneath the moonlight, and you couldn’t turn her down with how damned sweet her tone was.

She was addictive, and if she wasn’t with Ymir, you’d put the prettiest rock on her finger.

ANNIE LEONHART

Finally.

After months of training and preparation, you had her right where you wanted her.

Or so you thought.

“What the hell are you doing?” She asked, kicking you to the ground with ease. You hated how she was your sparring partner, but you had no other options, so you were stuck with her.

With a groan, you got back to your feet and dusted yourself off. The crowd around you watched in surprise, silently rooting for you.

“Doesn’t matter what I’m doing now. What matters is what I’m going to do.” You smirked, squaring up and taking the defensive side as Annie reared up for another kick.

“Oh yeah?“ She scoffed and brought her leg up and hit your arm harshly, but you countered it by grabbing her leg with your left hand and pulling her to the ground. She hit the ground and the crowd around you cheered, clapping at your victory.

As they cleared out, you bent down and helped Annie up, only to be pinned to the ground by her.

Great. She was pissed.

“What the fuck was that?!?” She whisper shouted, her fists clenching your shirt as she straddled your chest.

If your life weren’t on the line right now, you would’ve found this all very attractive.

“Payback.” You huffed, moving to shove her off but failing. “I’m tired of your ass pushing me around all the time. I don’t care if you’re my sparring partner or not, it’s annoying.” You rolled your eyes and rolled over, pinning her underneath you now, your hand resting lightly on her throat.

“You’re an easy target.” She sighed and loosened her grip on your shirt. Her arms fell down to her sides and you took this as your moment.

“And you’re hot.” You smirked and removed your hand from her throat, sitting back some so she could prop herself up on her elbows. She didn’t seem phased in the slightest, but her eyes betrayed her curiosity.

You lazily stood up and pulled her off the ground, dragging her behind the storage shed and pinning her up against the wooden wall. You put your knee between her legs and applied pressure, your lustful hatred for your rival growing.

“Take off your pants. Let’s get this over with.” You watched her expression change to a challenging one, her eyes shining defiantly.

“Do it yourself.”

Ugh. Blondes and their needless determination.

“You heard me.” You leaned forward and smirked. “Take. Them. Off.”

YMIR

She was oddly illusive, and you couldn’t help but be drawn in by her false sense of confidence. She acted like she was a god, like she was better than the rest of you.

And you hated it.

It was her, Annie, and Mikasa that put themselves up on these high pedestals that they used to look down on everyone.

They all looked out for themselves.

No one else.

Which- in a way - wasn’t that bad. Cause why get attached if you’re just going to die anyways?

Sasha waved her hand in front of your face, pulling you back to reality. She grinned and called you out on your ‘broodiness’, which only annoyed you further.

Jean and Connie dragged Sasha along and left you to deal with Ymir, who had made eye contact with you and was now walking over to where you stood.

“Like what you see?” She smirked and leaned against the table before you.

Wow the sun had really brought out her freckles…

“I don’t typically fall for women with god complexes.” You shrugged it off and raised an eyebrow, staring into her eyes.

“I wouldn’t be too sure of that.” Ymir winked and took a seat at the table, waving you over with a singular finger.

“Oh really? So you know my type better than I do? Is that what you’re saying?” You smirked and sat down across from her, your eyes shining.

You couldn’t lie. You were invested.

But she was still a bitch.

“Of course.” She chuckled and leaned forward, her voice lowering. You felt your breath hitch and your heart rate quicken. “Just look at you, Y/n. You’re a mess and I haven’t even gotten to touch you yet.” You felt your face flush harshly, your tough act breaking.

“Shut up. You don’t know jack shit about me.” You argued, shooting a glare as you attempted to cover up your embarrassment.

“It’s embarrassing to watch you lie like this. But I won’t stop you.” She winked and stood up, walking over to you and grabbing your wrist, dragging you behind her as she walked.

“What the hell are you planning?” You spat, pulling your wrist from her grasp. With a huff, you followed her off the base and into the forest some, coming to a clearing and stopping behind her.

“Well. I figured that since you want me so bad, that you’d be able to give me a test drive.” She smirked and placed a hand on her hip, looking over her shoulder at you. “Now go ahead and get undressed for me. And behave yourself.” She teased, running a hand through her hair. “You’re all bark and no bite, but I’m both. So watch it.”

You froze and looked down at your clothes, swallowing thickly.

Damn you hadn’t expected it to be this easy.

“Can’t you help me?” You raised an eyebrow, your tone wavering slightly.

“I know damn well you heard me the first time.” You could feel her ego grow, and you blushed profusely. “Take. off. your. clothes.”

[jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd]

What do you think are they (aot) would have as homescreen/profile pic?

i’m going to answer this according to my fanfiction universe :) u can read it here if u haven’t !

eren jaeger’s profile picture is the back silhouette of mikasa and him. his home screen is mikasa sleeping in one of his shirts.

armin arlert’s profile picture is a picture of a library shelf. his home screen is annie and him sitting on a bench at the park.

mikasa ackerman’s profile picture is the exact same as eren’s. her home screen is a candid picture of eren shaving in the mirror.

jean kirstein’s profile picture is him and marco at the beach, almost matching with marco’s but jean isn’t smiling in this one. his home screen is a default screen but occasionally, sasha changes it to a picture of herself.

sasha braus’s profile picture is a cute mirror selfie of her in a pair of overalls and a big ol’ grin. her home screen is a picture of her, jean, and connie. jean looks annoyed and connie is making a silly evil face at him. sasha’s just beaming.

connie springer’s profile picture is a close up picture of himself sticking out his tongue and throwing up a peace sign. his home screen is a picture sasha took of him holding a stray cat. (it’s the love of his life)

marco bodt’s profile picture is one of him and jean at the beach, he’s basically matching with jean but in this picture, jean’s smiling. his home screen is a cup of coffee from the local shop.

ymir’s profile picture is her wrapping an arm around historia. they both look very happy. her home screen used to be historia with a milk mustache. now, she’s changed it to a picture of her truck.

historia reiss’s profile picture is ymir carrying her on her back. her home screen is still a picture of ymir pouting after she had done her makeup. :’)

reiner braun’s profile picture is a mirror selfie of him in a muscle tee at the gym. his home screen is just the default that the phone came with.

bertholdt hoover’s profile picture is a selfie where he’s just barely smiling. it almost looks like a mugshot. his home screen is a picture of him reiner with their arms around each other.

annie leonhardt doesn’t have an instagram profile picture because she doesn’t care that much. her home screen is a candid picture of armin studying.

[thatskynews]

tgc should add krill meat to their merch store i want to know what they taste like. for science. ojh i also need to know what dark creature crabs taste like also for science. i am a krilloligist

I've always imagined the krill tasted like some burnt unseasoned krill (with some extra steps) and the dark crabs being more similar to dungeness crab but crunchy and... perhaps a bit more salty.

but I think the issue with thatskyfood could be the packaging and if it expires... perhaps a cookbook may be better suited in this case.

-ymir

[hangeslefteye]

What does your fave Aot girl tells me about you

Don't come for my ass this is a realistic review.Also ALL aot girls are queens <3 Just try to pick 1 or 2 before going down.

Pieck:On the surface you must look like a sweetheart but an unhinged freak lies in you that you only reveal to your closest ones.There is a very high chance that you have/had a crush on your girl besties even if it's platonic XD.You overall like soft,calming feminine energy so you might be a little disgusted from men especially macho ones xD Time to time some real sassy remarks escapes from your sweet exterior but you somehow get away with it xD

Hange:I'm 100% sure you have great humor and you are at least a little knowledgeble about EVERYTHİNG since you loooove digging eccentric topics.You are the joy of anywhere you go,even if you are an introvert,people can feel your positive vibrations strongly.Also you have mom issues xDD If you have a crush on Hange you 100% have mother issues I'm so sorry :D Care for a therapist?

Ymir:You are gay.You WANT TO mind your own business and stay away from drama but somehow you always fail.And get into unwanted situations because you are a hot headed person even though you don't realise.You absolutely have an offensive flirting style and a cursed sense of humor VERY FEW would understand.On this matter you also give intimidating vibes yet I'm sure a lot of girl has a crush on you but you terrify men.

Annie:You are a smart person that actually prioritizes themselves over others.Also you are confident so you don't really look for validation or attention of others.Even though you don't really need love from somebody else this shit is sometimes cute?Like give it a shot sometime and maybe you'll like it???xD Also you are an honest person doesn't like playing sinister mind games on that matter you deserve love so much more than many people.

Hitch:Bi bi bi.On the surface you got a very feminine yet sassy attitude but this is your way of dealing with unnecessary foolish shit going on.You are a little too much into yourself and others might think you are a little narsistic but simply you are too tired of stupid people and learned to care for yourself.Girlboss you are doing the right thing.But open up to your bestie about that little crush of yours ok?

Sasha:Another girlboss!!You must be a really mentally strong person that can stay bright even in the saddest times and uplift everyone. With this goofy yet caring manner of yours people might look down on you but you SLAY when you supposed to like nobody else can.I'm sure you are also an unproblematic sweetheart in relationships and you can pull the right people into your life naturally.

Historia:Idk if you know how much of a mental challange it is to remain this kind yet competitive but you are nailing it.In real life you must be giving wonderful vibes as a reliable person that is both trustworthy and capable.But sadly you possibly have some people pleasing attitude and because of this and your natural kindness sorry to say you are wrongly underestimated.Try to use some Annie or Ymir essances before pulling narcists down on you -if you already didn't-

For boys edition

[lunerenzo]

more prison gf! Ymir hcs ♡

♱ Content. drugs, swearing, fluff , NSFW , not proofread, pls let me know if i missed anything :)

♱ Notes. I see yall love her just as much as me 😋. These are just hcs of her when shes out of jail.

♱ Word count. 848

Pt. 1

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

lower case intentional, Enjoy!

prison gf! ymir…who knows how to do your everyday make up and for some reason it always looks better even though she does the exact same steps as you. as well as the more extravagant ones, like the type of make up naezrah does, it always looks amazing cause she has such a steady hand. there is only one rule when she does your make it’s that you HAVE to be straddling her waist when she does it.

prison gf! ymir…who knows all your orders by heart (even your long ass starbucks order) and will order for you so that you don’t have to.

prison gf! ymir…who will side eye you and will order for you anyways if you say “oh im not hungry” while ordering take-out.

prison gf! ymir…who will smack tf out of your hand if you try taking her food with out asking first. somehow you still end up with half of it and she has a small scowl on her face but she still loves you.

prison gf! ymir… who REFUSES to let you smoke her product or get involved in her business no matter how many times you beg and plead.

prison gf! ymir…whos had a polaroid of you in her phone case.

prison gf! ymir…who makes fun of you for eating mint chocolate or cookie n’ cream (whichever you prefer) as if she dosen’t eat pistachio.

prison gf! ymir…who will knock your ice cream on the floor if you make fun of her for it. (don't worry she’ll buy you another.)

prison gf! ymir…who owns two cats with you and if your petting her cat ( you have a “child” and the other is hers) she will grab him and say “leave my son alone”.

prison gf! ymir… who knew you in hs and you were one of her dalma’s when she had her quince. You picked the dresses and if any one complains she would give them the nastiest stank eye.

prison gf! ymir…who was all giddy when she found out her contact name was “pretty girl🩷” with the contact photo of her in her quince dress.

prison gf! ymir…who has a pintrest board for you guys future wedding and has it privited so you don’t know.

prison gf! ymir…who follows you on pintrest and buys you stuff based off what you pin.

prison gf! ymir…who wears this cologne that makes you weak in the knees. before you guys moved in she would spray extra on so that your apartment still smelt like her after she left.

prison gf! ymir…who if she feels like it or is around when you get your nails done will get a matching set with you.

prison gf! ymir…who loves going to the beach with you.

prison gf! ymir…who will carry everything from the car with the maddest look on her face but you better not help cause she will tell you to “push off”. like damn my bad.

prison gf! ymir…who will be sitting there looking like a fucking guard dog if your tanning. let a volleyball accidentally lands near you. she ready to catch another felony.

prison gf! ymir…who will give the ball back, buck at ‘em, and will call them a “pussy” if they flinch.

prison gf! ymir…who is big australia hater

prison gf! ymir...who instigate fights at the waffle house.

prison gf! ymir…who is a big cory and berlezzy fan. like she ALWAYS quoting berlin.

prison gf! ymir…who, if your an artist, keeps every drawing that youve made of her. 

prison gf! ymir…who will be all over you if you wear a skin revealing/ clinging outfit. no matter if you rarely wear stuff like that or most of the time. this is the main reason why you guys are late to parties sometimes. homegirl is struggling with her self control. most of the time she does a good job others? *evil laughter*.  

prison gf! ymir…who loves spoiling you and got you a custom necklace that says your name and a pandora bracelet for your birthday. then got you a chrome hearts necklace for valentines day.

prison gf! ymir…who picks up everything you put down in the store and doesn't care about the price. if you worried about spending her money she’ll tell you it’s fine cause “your worth going broke for ma” with a kiss to seal the deal

prison gf! ymir…who will buy you anything the moment your eyes start tearing up and that little pout comes out. Then she will kiss that little pout away no matter how many it takes.

prison gf! ymir…who buys a strap in your favourtie color.

prison gf! ymir…who would apologize if you tell her its to much and then immediately slams her hips afterwards. 

prison gf! ymir…who would kiss your tears away and say “aww don’t cry”.

prison gf! ymir…who whines and bucks her hips like a bitch in heat when you give her head.

prison gf! ymir…who grips your hair so hard she damn near rips it out. If you have a wig on don’t worry she’ll pay to get it reinstalled but damnit you just put it in. now you hairstylist is cussing you out.

prison gf! ymir...who is absolutely inlove with you.

♱ A/N. My favorite jailbird ❤️. Also THANK YOU @hotxcheeto FOR HELPING ME WITH SOME OF THESE. MWAH.

© 2023 lunerenzo, please don’t plagiarize work or translate work.

[leonhardt-simp]

Nightmares.

[werewolf au]|Angst & Fluff|Scenario

— werewolf! ymir x f! reader

summary: Sometimes nightmares happen and when they do, you’re glad you have Ymir to come comfort you.

author’s note: Some well needed fluff after not posting for practically a year. Happy that Ymir finally gets a werewolf au fic? :) 🍧

“Fuck!” You whisper-yelled, hiding behind the kitchen counter.

The thuds were loud, hearing the monstrous snarl of a beast that had no place within your home. You were terrified.

Your heart raced in your chest as if searched for you, holding your bloody arm from the wound it managed to land on you. You looked around frantically, trying to desperately look for something that could be of use to defend yourself…

That’s when you heard it again. A loud crash of furniture that slammed into a wall, hearing the wood chips break away and fall to the ground with a loud bang. You closed your eyes tight, starting to hyperventilate from the impeding doom. You felt powerless. You were prey and this predator was hunting you. It could smell your metallic scent from the blood gushing from your arm. Everything sense felt heightening.

Your ears picked up every little sound, every thud and scratch. You could feel how wet your sleeve felt as it clung to your skin from the blood soaking through. It felt like a wet weighted blanket keeping you stuck in place with how it shackled you down to the wooden floors of your once shared kitchen.

Your body shook with anxiety and fear, hand clenching onto your wound as if that would prevent what was going to happen…

And then suddenly, the sounds of nails tapped across the wooden floors stopped. Tension halting for a brief second while you opened your eyes. You took a quick panicked glance from behind the kitchen counter, breath heavily and head light with adrenaline.

With a cautious eye, you took in every detail of the kitchen. It was quiet…

Then you felt your body tense and your heart and stomach drop.

“Grrr…”

The throaty growl and snarl sounded above you, making your head abruptly snap up to meet the beast that stood crawled over the counter. Teeth were bared and bloody, a gauntly beast with eyes of malice and hunger.

Then it attacked. You swore you could feel the hefty weight of the beast and its claws digging into your body. Your eyes widening at the mouth that immediately opened to attack at your face.

…

“Y/N!” Ymir suddenly shook you awake. Your eyes snapped open and you sat up quick, holding your neck and struggling to breathe. You felt a phantom pain there somehow… Your heart racing a million miles per hour.

“It’s okay, baby. Just breathe.” Ymir held your face, the warmth of her palms making your nerves seem to try and refocus on the familiarity.

Ymir saw the fear in your eyes, “Baby… Look at me. Focus on me and your breathing.” She instructed. Her thumbs caressed your cheeks and your E/C eyes met with the brown comforting pools of the brunette’s eyes.

Her tone was hushed, sitting up in bed a bit to focus on you and what you needed. She knew you had nightmares from time to time.

They started ever since you started running alongside her. You feared the story of many unfortunate people becoming victim of such hungry beasts. How sometimes people went missing or attacks that were published to the news of “Bear attacks” happening to innocent campers. You knew the truth though. She knew you didn’t fear her but… The others? The ones outside the pack?… Those were ones to fear. A lone wolf was more dangerous than a pack…

and it shook you to the bone to even think of being caught somewhere at the wrong time.

You stared deep at Ymir’s face, taking deep breaths and counting the seconds before Ymir would gently instruct you to release that held breath.

“There we go… Good girl…” Ymir softly spoke, caressing the side of your face again. The touch, now fully processed, made you melt with ease. You held the hand close, nuzzling your face against the palm of it.

Comfort welcomed you into a close embrace, your head resting against Ymir’s chest. “Same dream again…?” Ymir asked, her hand gently stroking through your hair.

You nodded, taking shaky deep breaths to calm your nerves. Your eyes closed and you nuzzled into the freckled wolf’s embrace.

“…I don’t know… Maybe, I’m just being… Paranoid…?” You softly spoke, tone filled with a shaky break. You were both exhausted emotionally and mentally, having dreams like that often took a lot out of you.

Ymir could see that. She knew you too well.

“You have every reason to be cautious, Y/N...” Ymir quietly reassured. You felt a hand gently grab ahold of yours, a quiet caress of Ymir’s thumb making you ease down.

Ymir gently held your hand with her other arm around your shoulders. Instinctively, you laid your head on her chest. The irregular heartbeat providing a sense of relief at the fact that it was all just a dream.

“I wouldn’t let anyone of those stray punks lay a hand on you though...” The mere idea of Ymir even letting a lone wolf get close to you slightly boiled her blood. “Not in a million years.” She sighed, running a hand through her hair and down the back of her neck.

You looked up at her with a softened gaze, your hand soon reaching up to cup the side of her face. Her eyes closed habitually, her face leaning into that touch like a touch-starved puppy.

“I promise… You’re safe.” Her voice was quiet and her eyes opened to look deeply into your own. You knew Ymir. You knew her way too well. She always promised and kept promises… So, hearing her promise this… You calmed down.

“I know…” You softly exhaled. Those shakes were gone and you felt like a weight was lifted. The scary thoughts were put back in their box for now.

The both of you got settled back in a snuggled with your limbs intermingled, your head on her chest with a hand slipped underneath her shirt to feel that comforting warmth. “I love you, Ymir…” You hummed, feeling all those nerves from earlier blow away with the sound of your room fan blowing and the warmth of Ymir’s tanned skin beneath your fingertips.

However, Ymir was already snoring away with her head tilted back on your shared pillows. The little noise shocked you and made you look up at her with a surprised glance, soon letting out a little breathy laugh once you realized.

You couldn’t blame her. Your tossing and turning probably kept her up late with worry. You knew she loved you though. No one else held you close or looked at you with all the love in the world like she did.

With a little kiss to the sleeping girl’s face, you got back into your spot nestled into her side and closed your eyes letting yourself drift away and get that much needed rest.