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Two Sinners Can't Atone From A Lone Prayer {Reiner Braun}

Reiner Braun was a warrior, a proud man of Marley. But maybe he wasn't so proud, maybe he didn't like Marley at all. Maybe he despised his home, his family, himself. Maybe he just wanted to die, to avoid all this guilt and shame.

Content wraning: Suicidal thoughts, AoT typical violence and Trauma, Reiner Braun being Reiner Braun

He had spent his life living for anyone but himself. Reiner Braun, the son loving his mother so much he would die for her. Reiner Braun, the son who became a warrior for his mother. Reiner Braun, the child sent to war to protect his mother. It was no surprise that by the end of his 13 years he wanted to die. It was no surprise he wanted to choose how to go out, and yet, he had been denied that sweet release every single time.

He had seen wars and blood and death, had killed more people than most in the world when he was still a child. He had been tasked with genocide of an entire civilization when he was 12. Most other children would fawn over cars and races and get into fights with the neighbours kids about some girl they liked and get home to an angry mother and fresh food, and he was strategically plotting how to doom an entire nation, in the name of peace.

Of course, he didn't know then, that it wasn't peace. It was fear, it was war. He was a slave, a slave to anyone who gave him orders. It wasn't his fault, of course, it was the fault of the world, the people around him. It was the fault of Eldia, Marley, his mother, the soldiers… When Marcel died they should have returned, but he pressed on. They weren't about to throw away their chance at 'peace' just because of one death. It was his fault of course, the horror, the dread he felt when he had seen the overgrown titan leap out of the ground, seen Marcel get caught by the titan, seeing him get stuffed between his teeth, the sound of bones as they were crushed, heard his screams upon the pain Marcel felt. He was frozen. What could he have done? Marcel was the leader, he was suited far better for this entire job than him. Maybe Porco had been right, he didn't deserve the Armoured Titan. Then they broke the first wall, a team effort just for a chance to mix under the people — no — the monsters who caused all this suffering. The monsters who followed their leader, the founding Titan, who worshipped him, who praised him…

And they screamed. Ran. They behaved like… Like people. Getting eaten, crushed, trampled. They tried to save their dogs, cats, horses, their children, their wives. They didn't look so different. He enrolled in the Survey Corps with only one intention but at that point. Everything had already started to shift. He had dreams of being a warrior, dreams of being a soldier, and everything seemed to muddle up. Until, eventually, he wasn't Reiner Braun, the son living for anyone but himself anymore. He had become Reiner Braun, the friend and soldier finally making his own decisions. But it was fleeting, like a beaten dog always returning to its owner for food, he always found his way back. Escaping. Into this false reality where Eren wasn't a threat, a reality where he could just be what he was — a teenager, even if he was very mature and enrolling in yet another military. It was an escape, a dream, a wish.

And then they stood on that roof, discussing their plans, before they realized their fatal mistake: Marco. Reiner didn't think. At that moment, he was a warrior. Anything for his success. Everything was only for his success. No matter what or who he had to sacrifice. Marco was a sweet boy, nice and forthcoming, the exact opposite of these “monsters” he had been taught about. He felt with Annie when she hesitated, as he held him down. And then, he stood there, watching Marco getting gobbled down like a small snack. And he fled. How? How could he do this? Marco was his friend, no, his enemy, but what enemy that forgave him? It hurt, in his chest and in his brain, so he shut everything down. And then-

Wait, why was Marco getting eaten?

The second breaking of the wall was a plan. A return to the trauma he experienced. He knew how much damage he'd done. He'd seen the way they screamed, ran. Escaped for naught as they got caught and eaten and trampled and thrown. It was so similar. It was calculated and carefully crafted, but yet, there was a panic inside of him. He did his job, but by god, if there was one, how he just wanted to run. To die. They were just humans, just like him, his family, his mother, like all those who looked down on eldians, there was no difference. Not when they ran and screamed, terrified of the giants invading their home, their sanctuary. What was he doing, torturing, killing innocents? Children, people the farthest away from responsible for the crimes of their ancestors? People oblivious to their criminal past? Who was he, who were they to play judge?

And then, there he was — Eren, a Titan, no, not just any Titan. The Attack Titan, their goal, their mission. This was their objective, yet still his heart seemingly stopped beating. Eren was their mission. But the boy was reasonable, was he not? He was a Titan shifter, they definitely could talk to him, he hated Titans as much as they did, they could argue, he could convince him, he certainly could. So the next plan was set in motion. And from then on, everything seemed to fail miserably. The kidnapping backfired, Annie got captured, they nearly died, so then, Reiner made a decision.

Maybe his next decision already was one of tragedy, the stupid idea he had to tell Eren, tell him in front of basically everyone. The few feet of distance, what would they do? He didn't want to risk Bertholds life, yet he did, and his as well. A risk he took, a risk he nearly had to pay the price for. Precious seconds the difference between his death and survival, yet he survived. Maybe, he would ask himself later, maybe that already was the point where he wanted to die. The first attempt at a suicide, possibly. In the end, it all clumped together in his memory, a haze over his intentions and experiences, yet they still stung as clear as day. What was he doing?

Berthold died alone. And it was his fault. He couldn't protect him, he wasn't even there for him. No. He had to be saved, he had to be carried away, after loosing three titans, of which they only got back one, loosing a fourth was not an option. Reiner had failed. As a leader, a friend, a fighter, a warrior. He had failed Marley, failed to save his family, he was cursed with failure, and he was destined to forever be the symbol of incompetence. So they returned to Marley, while he grieved his only real friend. He was miserable. Reiner had failed at the easiest of tasks, he was supposed to be one of the best warriors of Marley, of the world, yet maybe they had been right. He wasn't prepared. He wasn't fit for this role. If only Marcel would have been alive. If only he would have died instead.

Marley was miserable, just like on Paradis, they lived in a cage, unlike on Paradis, he was a caged dog on a leash, a slave for war. He was home, yet he didn't feel farther away from home than he felt on Paradis. The fights, the senseless rage that Marley instilled into the next generation of warriors, it was nonsensical, complete lies fabricated in order to boost this way of thinking in black and white, their worldview. It was brainwashing at its finest. And now, as he was older, with what he saw himself, it seemed so clear, how could he have fallen for these blatant lies? The blatant propaganda? Marley was loud in such a different way to Paradis. The amount of times he wished he could just die, it was ridiculous. Yet somehow, he survived. He had been so close so often, rifle propped against the floor, the icy muzzle pressed into the wet cavern of his mouth, leftover gunpowder mixing with his saliva. Adrenaline pumped, his finger on the trigger. In less than a second, it all could be over. It would be over.

And he didn't shoot.

If only he had been strong enough to pull that trigger, he wouldn't have had to face Eren. Of all people, that boy a little bit too much like him, he may not have been a boy anymore, yes, but yet again, Reiner found himself begging for death, and again, he was not to be granted the release he so desperately sought. Again he was denied, and again he saw screaming, crying, running. Death. Another battlefield. Another detestation. Another Nightmare to add to his list.

The last mission. For one last time, an attack on Paradis. Return the Titans, stop them. That familiar haven, the familiar city and walls, years spent, wasted here, the place of his failure, the place of his sorrows. And finally, he was on the floor, he was ready to sacrifice himself, save one of the children, die at least in a meaningful way, he had surrendered. He was prepared. He had said his goodbyes, as there were none left to say. And then. Of course, even with his armour undone, his flesh nearly bitten through, there was something bound to get in his way. Another friend, another teammate lost.

Why was he surviving? Why was he the one everyone chose to safe? Why, why, why?

God, how he hated himself. How he wished he had pulled the trigger before meeting Eren again. If only he had accepted his fate. If only his mother wouldn't have pushed him. If only he wasn't born an eldian. If only he wasn't born at all.

And in the end, 80% of humanity had died. And he was still standing. So many of his friends were dead, his family was dead. Annie survived. God, how he had hated her at the start, how he had despised her way of icy rebellion. And now, they stood side by side and there was nothing he wanted to complain about. Reiner wondered if it had all played out differently, if he wouldn't hate himself so much if only he had been born on Paradis, together with his… was he allowed to calm them friends? He has betrayed them, attempted to kill them, was he really in the right to call himself a friend? The others didn't seem to mind, yet even after they decided to return to Paradis, he still couldn't shake, couldn't comprehend.

Why was he the one to survive?

Raid on Liberio

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this piece took me around 50 hours🤞 hope you enjoy

Jean: dammit i can't get the cap tight enough on this gas canister

Marco: hm... maybe we should get reiner to help us. he's strong

Jean: good idea.

Jean: oi, reiner! can you tighten this?

reiner: ...

reiner: ...

reiner: i'm not a titan

I love this post forever

This is perfection.

How I kinda want R+B (and Y!) to reveal themselves in chapter 74.

[almost made a toupee joke with Erwin doing Ash’s hat-twist thing]

this is a part 2, so all the info's on part one 

chance | l. ackerman x reader

everything about her seemed to attract every type of person.

people younger.

people older.

people of the same sex.

people of the opposite.

but she paid no mind.

her only mission in life was to kill these titans and to get your life back to normal. and until she did that, she would push every person aside.

or so she thought.

she had never understood how people could do stupid things like putting themselves at risk for love, it wasn't until that someone came into her life and showed her how to fix that part of her that she finally understood. that the feeling of loving someone was too good to let go. and she was gonna make sure that no one would ever hurt her or her loved one until she died.

word count: 1,151 words

warnings: gore, cursing

part 2 here!

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 A loud grunt left her lips as she flung her whole body towards the titan coming her way, twirling mid air until she was face to face with the nape of its neck. The wind slapped her face harshly, digging her blades into its neck feeling every inch of it as she sliced his skin, swiping as hard as she could to her left. The sight of its chunk of skin flinging off merely satisfied her, jerking back as her ODM gear latched itself into a wall behind her. The 10 meter titan collapsed on the floor almost as quickly as it had appeared. Without letting her guard down she proceeded to go on foot landing on a nearby roof, running as quickly as she could from rooftop to rooftop in search of any other titan. 

The scouts were trying to make sure no titans came anywhere close to Eren who was a bit preoccupied with a boulder on his back. Suri wasn't entirely sure how this all came to be, but she was choosing to ignore it until after they had plugged up the wall.

She knew Eren.

She knew that boy would never do anything to harm any of them, so she wasn’t worried. 

“Hey! What’s got your head in the clouds, pumpkin?” Jean shouted, landing not so effortlessly beside the girl. She rolled her eyes, not letting her stride falter.

“Don’t worry about it, Kirstein. Also- what?”

“I thought it was cute,”

“Well, you thought wrong.” She huffed, brushing her hair out of her face, her eyes scanning her surroundings. Jean smirked at the stern look in her face, facing forward. The pair of you broke into a sprint, the hissing of her gear was all that was heard as she sped in the direction of a 7 meter titan making his way towards Connie. 

“Hyah!” She screamed, allowing her body to put as much of her frustration into that hit making the titan fall down a gush of steam slapping her face. Connie spun on his heel, a shocked expression etched on his lips. Without halting her movements feeling the burning sensation of titan blood on her face, “You have to be more careful, Springer!” 

The wind was twirling her hair, making it almost impossible to see. She angrily huffed, coming to a stop on a stone pillar. Hurriedly throwing her hair up into a tight bun so it couldn’t get in her line of vision. 

“Watch out!” The sound of someone screaming near her made her freeze, jumping up into the air. She looked down at her feet, noticing that a titan hand had narrowly missed her by less than an inch. Shaking her head at her recklessness, latching her hook onto a nearby building, arching her body backwards as she flung yourself into a ready position. Twirling her blades in her hands, effortlessly hitting its nape sending the smiling freak tumbling face first. Bits of rubble found their way flying towards her cheek, leaving small cuts as she sped off towards the remaining scouts. 

“What happened to being more careful-”

“Connie, respectfully, I will shove my foot up your ass if you finish that sentence of yours.”

“How do you know he isn’t into that?” Jean retorted, a playful glint in his eyes. A small smile made its way onto her lips as she eyed the buzzed boy whose mouth was wide open. Suri leaned over and shut it for him, ruffling the small strands of hair he had on his head. 

“He’s only jokin’”

“No I wasn’t-”

“Kirstein, I swear to god.” She rolled her eyes at the sandy haired boy, who chuckled at her threat. At this point she had managed to wipe out all the titans nearby, her hands dropping slightly as she adjusted her grip on them. “I wonder how many more titans there are left…”

“I mean if we’re not counting the 50 over by where Armin is, then I’d say 0.” Connie sighed, eyeing her frame as she turned your head to see where Armin had led all the titans. A small wince left her lips at the sight of all of their clamoring hands pawing at the wall.

“I wouldn’t say 0 quite yet, Springer.” Jean interjected, tapping his sword against hers gaining her attention. She turned to face him, who was nodding in the direction of Eren. 

“Fuck me…” The three of you had caught sight of five 10 meter titans that had just marched in through the entrance. Throwing her head back a groan leaving her lips, readying herself to take off.  “Don’t get yourselves killed. If you die, I’m reincarnating you just to kill you myself.”

“You be safe too, Suri!”

A bubble of laughter left her lips, throwing herself off the rooftop, her ODM gear latching onto a concrete wall sending her body flying towards the titans.

The familiar sensation of the wind slapping her calmed her in a way, keeping her attentive to her actions, eyes never once leaving the approaching limbs.

One thing that Suri bragged about when it came to being a cadet, was how agile she was while flying.

She was one of the fastest, along with Mikasa. The two girls had never failed to impress. Her swiftness and ability to kill titans like she was sleeping was a god given gift. Every ounce of her strength went into every strike, while making it look effortless. 

“Why don’t you assholes fucking die?” She growled under her breath, her blades down by your knees. 

The sound of her gas hissing caught the attention of 3 of them, their huge eyes eyeing her like a carcass of meat. Smiling at the sight of them, swinging herself around them as a way of taunting them. 

They all had the same fucking look in their eyes. Hunger. She didn’t know why, but seeing those 3 helpless titans swing their limbs in every attempt to grab her filled her with so much rage. Swiping her tongue across her bottom lip, wetting it as she hovered above them.

Suri shot her hook straight across them, flinging up into the air a loud laugh leaving her lips. I hope you assholes rot in hell.  

Leaving her swords to her right as she sped by them, the sound of her blades cutting through their flesh was like music to her ears as each one dropped right after the other.

Their blood coated her head to toe the stinging sensation from their boiling blood made her wince, wiping it off the corner of her mouth in disgust discarding the chipped swords.

The sound of Eren howling to her right made her tense up, watching as he flung the boulder into the entrance, a humongous gust of dirt and rubble flying towards her. The sound of people cheering sent a wave of relief over her, locking her swords back in place proceeding to fly down to where Levi was currently standing over a titans dead body.

“-tell me what the hell I’m looking at."

authors note: hey lovelies! im starting a new series about aot, and i really hope y'all enjoy it. i've been kinda experimenting with a bunch of new things and new ways of writing so hopefully all goes good! feedback and requests are always welcome!

chance pt. 2 | l. ackerman 

word count: 2,175 words

warnings: cursing, mentions of death (slightly)

part 1 here!

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“I-”

“It’s Eren’s titan form, Captain.” Suri spoke up from your position, taking short strides towards them making sure she avoided any rubble. Levi snapped his head towards her, his eyes widening slightly proceeding to jump off of the titan circling the trio. Flickering her gaze to the pair of friends who were holding Eren quite protectively, feeling her face soften.

“Excuse me?”

“We’re not too sure how this happened either, Captain. We just know that we found him fighting off titans, and after we discovered that he found no interest in us, we used him to lead us to HQ. He defeated every single titan in his way. It didn’t take us too long after that to find out. He sort of came out of the titans body after it collapsed,” Mikasa explained to the Captain who she could tell was still trying to wrap his head around it. 

“So you mean to tell me that Eren can transform into a titan… At will?”

“Yes, Captain. But we promise, he would never harm any of us-” Armin started his eyes wide, clinging onto Eren.

“It’s not up to me to decide that, kiddos. This matter is up to the military police.”

Eren tightened his grip on his friends, his eyes never once faltering. Suri felt bad for the young boy, knowing that none of this was his fault. The attention of everyone's eyes on them made them squirm, their eyes growing a little frantic.

“Alright everyone, don’t you guys have other things to be doing right now?” She scoffed, straightening her posture as she glared at everyone who was side eyeing them. At the sound of her voice they snapped out of their trance, scurrying to clean up as best they could.

Letting out a loud sigh, excusing herself from the trio making her way over to Jean who was standing there waiting for her. A hand flung in front of the girl halting her movements.

“Suri. Do you have a moment?”

The girl froze at the sight of Levi’s porcelain skin, her eyes raking up his arm to his tilted head.

“Always, Captain. What can I do for you?”

“Do you mind helping keep these 3 here, until the military police arrive?” His soft voice questioned, his eyes narrowing at her unresponsive face. She nodded curtly, swiveling on her heel making her way back over to the 3 with a sheepish look in her eyes.

“Hey guys… long time no see.”

“Levi sent you over here to babysit?”

“I wouldn’t say babysit, Yeager. I’m not really sure why either, but I won't question his judgment. Maybe it’s a trust thing,” She shrugged, her hands finding a position on the hilts of her swords. “Don’t worry your little head about it, Eren. You have lots of witnesses that saw what you did today. Even though you may get on their nerves every once in a while, you saved their lives… and gained their trust.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means that no matter what in the hell you are, you would never hurt them. You proved yourself, and if they can’t see that then they must be dumber than Connie over here.”

“What the hell did I do?” The boy whined, making his way over to her a slight red hue on his cheeks. She chuckled, offering her friend a small smile. Eren chuckled at her slight dig towards Connie, knowing full well Connie always got the short end of the stick.

“I’m just kiddin’ you know this, Connie. You just happened to be the unfortunate soul who was nearby,”

“I deserve some type of compensation for all of this bullying,” She rolled her eyes at his dramatics, nudging him with her shoulder making him sulk. “That’s the opposite of what I asked for.”

“How about I let you have a piece of my chocolate whenever this is over?” At the mention of her infamous chocolate the boy practically gleamed. Connie began to thank her repeatedly, his grip on her never ceasing. Nudging her knee against his to try to get him off of you. The trio eyed the boy with a curious look in their eyes, the girl mouthing that she also had no idea what was going on.

“Alright, that’s enough, Springer. Back to work,” He immediately let go, running in the opposite direction of her a blush on his face. Levi scowled at his retreating figure, sliding his eyes over to the girl who just shrugged sheepishly.

“I’m not entirely sure what happened either, sir.”

“I’m glad it wasn’t just me then.” 

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Small pants left her lips as she had finally made it onto a rooftop away from everyone, trying to catch her breath. Suri had just finished listening to Eren’s court case, rage filling her body as she recalled back to the bleeding boy.

They had no fucking right. Without Eren, these bastards would all be dead right now.

Angrily throwing a brick she had found down towards some trees. She had gotten out of there as quickly as she could, absolutely seething. Jean had tried to follow her, but she managed to lose him several blocks from where she was.

“This is fucking stupid,” Suri huffed, blowing her hair out of her eyes as she rested her head down on the rooftop laying down on her back. The sun was currently being hidden by some clouds, her eyes fluttering close as she basked in the warmth.

“I s’pose you can say that,”

The sound of a velvety voice made her eyes snap open, springing up from her position, locking eyes with a pair of steely gray ones. Levi was currently leaning against a stone pillar, his arms crossed across his chest, his demeanor relaxed.

“Captain! I- how-”

“I found Jean practically gasping for air back there, so I questioned him, and he ratted you out.” She reminded herself to yell at Jean whenever she made it back, shoving her hands into her jacket. “Now, where were you planning on going all riled up?”

“Nowhere. I just- needed some time to cool down- I know it’s stupid. But I couldn’t stand seeing Eren like that.” Running her fingers through her hair as she made eye contact with Levi, whose expression remained motionless. 

“It’s not stupid. Irrational, yes. But, understandable.” He eyed her heavily breathing form, moving from his position against the pillar making his way towards her. “I had been wondering how someone as ruthless as you was managing, but I’m glad to see that you aren’t made of stone.”

“I wish I was… having this many emotions isn’t good. I mean, thankfully it doesn’t affect me while out on the field but the aftermath, now that is what gets me.” Levi took all her words in a small nod of understanding coming from the short man, uncrossing his arms. She felt silly expressing her emotions to her Captain knowing that he probably had more important things to be doing. 

“Have you tried talking to anyone about this? Like Kirstein?”

“Jean? I mean, him and I are best friends but that boy, I think he’s going through a couple things mentally. I wouldn’t want to bombard him.”

“Not that I know much about this… but if I had a friend who was struggling, I would still help them no matter how much I was going through.” She allowed the Captain's words to sink in, knowing she would do the exact same thing. Damn you and being so damn smart. Levi eyed the young girl, his eyes not in their usual stern gaze.

“Sorry Captain. I promise this won’t happen again.”

“No need. You do know we have the training ground for this very reason, right? To make sure you guys have a safe spot to let out any anger or frustrations you guys might experience… you can come back whenever you think you’re ready.”

“Thank you Captain.” He hummed in response, his hands brushing his hair out of his face, making his way to the edge of the roof before jumping off. Suri slumped her shoulders, crouching down so she could get into a more comfortable position on the ground. Leaning her head where the Captain was just seconds prior, nibbling on her bottom lip in a train of thought.

You got this… Erens got this. We just need to overcome this small hiccup.

Rubbing her hand across her forehead, trying to get rid of the forming headache. 

She hadn't taken notice of how long she had stayed up there, her fingers messing with any stray branch and any piece of garbage that she found on the shingles of the roof. The sun had drastically gone down, small stars starting to make their way seen. She was trying to clear her mind before she made her way back down but no matter how close she thought she was to getting to a blank state of mind, she would think of something else that would bring her right back to where she started.

Everything was going good in her life.

Up until the fall of Trost.

Where she had to be thrown into this madness she had to call her life. While Suri knew that she would be witnessing death when she signed up, she never expected it before she had even made the decision on where she wanted to be. She had made the top 11 cadets, it was supposed to be the top 10 but they thought that each of them were too valuable so they made an exception. They had a hard time choosing between the 3 of the girls, who were all tied for first, but she knew that deep down Mikasa was above her and Annie. The way she moved was unlike anyone you guys had ever seen.

“You are impossible to find…” Jean panted from her right, his hair a little disheveled. She snapped out of your trance giggling at the sandy haired boy. She motioned to an open spot beside her, where he happily plopped himself down. “I almost sent out a search party.”

“No need. The captain actually found me about an hour ago,”

“What?! He told me he hadn’t!” Suri hid a smile, wrapping her arms around her knees, hugging them as close to her chest as she could. Jean rested his head on the cool pillar, his eyes closed.

“I’m glad he didn’t give away my whereabouts. Unlike someone else,” Suri coughed under her breath, sending a glare at Jean who was smirking at her statement. “Do you know how embarrassing that was for me, Jean? He found me throwing bricks. Bricks! He caught me throwing a tantrum, like a fuckin' child.”

“He probably thought it was cute,” Jean mused, opening his eyes just to send a wink at you. She scoffed, kicking him playfully. He chuckled, patting her leg comfortingly. “You can deny it as much as you want. But to see one of the scariest girls in the Cadet Corps, throwing a brick with a pout-”

“I was not pouting-”

“-with your arms crossed. What I would have paid to see that,” She gave the boy a side eye, who was just eyeing her with a playful glint in his eyes. 

“I mean if you pay me well, you can see it again.”

“Really?”

“Mhmm. I can’t guarantee that the brick won’t directly make contact with your face though,”

“Okay now that’s a little far-”

“I can always aim lower-”

“Okay! I get it!” She giggled at the boy whose face was contorted in pain, thinking about the brick landing on his precious ‘jewels’, his hands holding his legs up towards his chest to keep them away from her touch. 

The two of you spent another hour up on the roof telling jokes back and forth, well it was more like Jean trying to cheer her up.

She wouldn't admit it but her mood lightened significantly. Jean had been one of her closest friends even since before the two of them had joined, but it wasn’t until they had finally joined when they had gotten even closer. She wasn't sure if it was because of the possible risk factor of not possibly being there the next day, but she didn't want to take that chance.

The golden eyed boy knew exactly how to unpress the buttons everyone had pushed, knowing how to get her laughing. Jean had just finished telling her about a funny comment that Connie had made, that Captain Levi had overheard making the poor boy run laps and clean the stables for the evening, halting his laughter as he took notice of her change of demeanor. The air had gotten a little colder, making her shiver at the cold gusts of air.

“Here,” Jean had barely given her any time to think before he threw his jacket over her shoulders, a warmth enveloping the girl. She began to protest but he just pretended like he couldn’t hear her, his lips turning up in a smile. “What’s that? Oh, I’m sorry, I can’t hear you.”

“Jean…” She threatened, tugging his jacket closer to her enjoying the warmth. His smell invaded her nose, the scent of coffee. Not too strong, like he had added a lot of milk and sweetener to it. It smelled delicious. “I’m only accepting this because I’m cold.”

“That’s what they all say,”

“I’m not afraid to shove my foot up your coffee loving ass, Kirstein.”

“You smell that?! Oh god, maybe I do drink it too much-”

“Oh it’s not a bad smell at all! I promise. It smells really good actually ,” At her compliment the boy halted, turning his head down to see if she was lying leaning in closely.

His eyes scanned her doe eyes feeling his breath flicker slightly, once he caught no sign of her lying, humming happily to himself. Jean shuffled slightly to the left, his knee brushing against hers a small smirk making its way onto her lips.

“Oh really? Hmm.. remind me to go out and buy more.”

“Aye, aye, Captain.” She rolled her eyes at him, nuzzling further into the warm fabric her eyes fluttering close. Unbeknownst to the girl, the sandy haired boy never once took his eyes off of her.

Tracing over her eyelashes resting on her cheeks with his eyes, his lips parting as he tried to take in every single one of her features.

Every single freckle.

Every little scar.

He knew that trying to get with her was a long shot, but he was within an arms reach and he wasn't going to let it slide.

authors note: hey lovelies! i would appreciate any and all feedback if you guys have any. i love hearing you guys and knowing y’all like my work <3

chance pt.3 | l. ackerman

word count: 1,345 words

warnings: kissing, cursing (nothing major)

part 2 here!

“I don’t understand how in the hell you made this,” Connie practically moaned over the mouthful of chocolate in his mouth. Suri chuckled at the boy, popping another piece in her mouth allowing the treat to melt on her tongue. Connie had cornered her in her room a little over an hour ago while she was getting ready for the night in nothing but her embarrassing pajamas, demanding his treat with his eyes wide.

Suri was just talking about how her day had gone, his arms splayed behind his head as he watched her talk, his legs thrown across her lap. She tried kicking them off several times but he kept throwing them back on so she gave up.

“You’ve said this 15 times already, Springer,”

“I haven’t received a proper answer yet-”

“And you won’t. This is top secret-”

“Oh whatever-” He started, shifting from his position on her bed with a smile on his lips. A knock on her door interrupted him, the pair of them eyeing each other as she jumped down from her bed making her way over to her door, swinging it open. Jean's golden eyes met hers, his fist still raised as if she had stopped him from getting another knock in. A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she eyed the boy, his cheeks turning a slight pink.

“Oh hey, Jean! How are you this evening?”

“I’m actually doing quite well, thanks for asking. Did you have a good late night workout?”

“How did you-”

“I didn’t see you at dinner.” Jean stuttered over his words at that, knowing he had been caught looking for her.

“Smart boy. I actually did. My legs are shaking though. I think I might have gone a little too hard,” She tried to cover up her flustered state by babbling, tucking a strand of her hair behind her head as she peered up at the tall boy. “You should join me one of these days. You know, hopefully that’ll stop you from trash talking.”

“Oh I do not-”

“Yes you do. You’re just too stubborn to admit it.” Jean let out a small laugh leaning his head down to look at his shuffling feet, shoving his hands into his front pockets. Something about the way he was standing there made her heart skip a beat, wrapping her arms around herself as she took in the tall boy.

“So…” She wrung her hands out nervously as she rocked her feet. “What brings you here? I’m not saying that I don’t want you here! I was just curious,”

“I was actually wondering if I could talk to you- like, in private.” His cheeks turned a slight shade of pink, his demeanor shifting to a more nervous one. She offered him a warm smile, fiddling with the hem of her pajama shirt.

“Of course! Let me just kick out Springer first-”

“Oh come on!”

The sound of Connie's muffled voice made her turn around, noting he was no longer on her bed. She groaned crouching down on her knees making direct eye contact with the shorter boy. He had his hands underneath his chin, a disappointed look on his face.

“Get out from under my bed, Connie.”

“Just pretend I’m not here,” She rolled her eyes, reaching underneath her bed and taking a hold of his arms. Using little strength to start dragging him out despite his protests. “Wait- no, please! Suri!”

“Connie- what the hell are you doing here?” Jean choked out having made his way into her room to witness the commotion, his eyes having narrowed slightly. Connie just kept his arms in hers, his eyes squeezed tightly shut. Suri sent a little kick to the boy, who just yelped rubbing his ribs giving her a death glare. The girl just flashed him a smile, a playful glint in her eyes.

“Okay, okay I’m leaving. Don’t forget we have that thing tomorrow,”

“Wouldn’t dare dream of forgetting it, Springer. Now, do you mind taking your filthy shoes out of my room? Please.” He grumbled under his breath shuffling out of her room, closing the door behind him. Suri let out a small laugh, shaking her slightly damp hair.

“What was Connie doing under your bed?”

“Well, he was on my bed. But I guess he saw you and scrambled under my bed to eavesdrop on what you were gonna say.” Jean gnawed on his bottom lip nervously, leaning against the foot of her bed eyeing her as she walked around trying to tidy up the mess from the chocolate. “Damn it, that bitch took another piece of chocolate. Anyways, sorry about that. You can join me on my bed if you want, I don’t bite I swear… except Connie. That bitch gets on my nerves, ”

She hopped on her bed grabbing one of her pillows and throwing it over her lap. Jean swiftly kicked off his shoes making his way onto her bed, sitting on the end of her bed with his hands sitting idly on his lap. “What did you wanna talk about?”

“I- well… okay. I have wanted to tell you this for a while now, but I haven’t really worked up the courage to until just now. Please, don’t let this mess up our friendship. If you’d like I can always just drop off the face of the earth and pretend this never happened-” She cut off the rambling boy by pressing a hand on his, his words getting stuck in his throat. She squeezed his rough hand softly, rubbing her thumb across his knuckles, his breath hitching.

“You know… for a boy who talks a lot of shit, you’re quite a nervous guy aren’t you?” His face went bright red right away, his eyes locking with hers a playful smile gracing her lips. “I promise you, nothing you can say will change our friendship, Jean. Unless you’re telling me that you killed someone. That’s a whole other story,”

“No, no. I would never. Um… but- here goes nothing I guess.”

“Jean..?”

“I really like you. Like… a lot. When I saw you out there during the mission, I was so stressed. I didn’t want to admit it, but I got scared that I was going to lose you… which is why I’m taking my chance. I’d rather have died trying than to lose you and know that I could have had a chance.” Her hands tightened their grip around Jean’s hand, feeling her heart just about jump out of her chest.

His words had her heart melting. But the other half of her mind on was racing, wanting nothing more than to leave her room and run as far as she possibly could. It wasn’t because she didn’t like him. In fact, that was the opposite. Suri did like him. And that was absolutely horrifying.

“Jean… I-”

“Fuck, I knew it. Look, I’m sorry. I-I didn’t mean to fuck anything up. I just needed to get that off my chest- look I’m leaving but I-I’ll see you-” She grabbed onto the front of his t-shirt, yanking the boy back onto your bed his feet stumbling over one another. Without a second thought she pressed her lips against his, hoping that would be enough for him to catch on to what she was trying to say.

Jean’s eyes were wide open as he peered down at her closed ones, scrambling to kiss her back. Their lips moved sporadically against one another her hands making their way into his sandy locks. His hands grabbed a hold of her hips tugging her as close to him as he could. There’s no way that this is happening right now…

His breath hitched as her lips pulled away from his, taking that moment to try to catch her breath resting her forehead against his. Jean licked his lips trying to steady himself, his heart fluttering rapidly in his chest.

“So- I- Um… does that mean-”

“Yes, Jean… I like you too.” At the sight of her smile he practically gleamed, wrapping his arms tightly around her squeezing her close to his chest. She giggled, allowing the boy to lift her out of her bed and swing her around. Jean swiftly set her down, smiling ear to ear as he eyed her flushed form. Suri offered to hang out for the remainder of the night before he had to go to bed, his tall body finding its way next to hers as he wanted to get to know her on a different level. God damn his beautiful brown eyes.

Thinking about Reiner &. Overstim. 🥸

how he’d nearly claw at you when you said it was too much. how you’d lost count of how many times you’ve cum. his hands firm around your hips to keep you in place.

“You begged me to fuck you, didn’t you? why are you being such a brat about it. be good and take it.”

as he bends your legs back into a deep mating press, big hands tracing over your waist &. hips while his teeth sink into your shoulder. <3 yeah.

thinking about writing something to do with reader being interrogated and captured by marley soldiers n ,,, reiner seeing them after &. helping them hide away <3. then they smash <3. thinking.

he patches them up n stitches them up and they find out he’s a traitor that way hehe

Shinzo wo Sasageyo!

[Update: Sorry, it has Glaze to protect my work from AI]

Reiner braun x male reader hc

Reiner Braun x male reader head cannons

Sorry it took so long I have been going through some Stuff right now but anyway I hope you like it and I only did sfw head cannons btw :]

Female aligned and Minors Dni this is a 18+ only blog

Reiner is the exact example of gentle giant this man looks as though he would kill you even though he just wants affection.

Reiner is very touch starved so when the two of you start dating he will be very touchy and clingy, Reiner will follow you around like a guard dog but he doesn’t mean to at all.

When Reiner first developed feelings for you he was very confused and scared about what it meant to be in love with another man but he came to accept it and confessed his feelings to you.

Reiner’s love language is acts of kindness so he often will make you breakfast in bed or run you a bath at the end of the day when you are tired from work Reiner will also give the best massages and he is a great listener.

Reiner loves going on dates with you, even if it’s a simple movie date at home he still loves the quality time that the two of you spend since it doesn’t happen often due to his job with the kid’s.

Reiner is literally always there to comfort you even if he isn’t good at it he still makes the effort and gives you a big hug.

Reiner is very protective of you in a good way, he just doesn’t want to see you hurt or in pain in any way so he will do anything to keep you safe.

Reiner can get a little jealous at times when you talk to other people but he knows how to hide it or he will pull you away from the person you’re talking too because he wants your full attention.

this is so cute, pls make more!!

Actor AU! Promoting The Final Season 🤟🔥

My favorite characters from Shingeki no Kyojin ♥️

It is in alphabetical order 🤗

New Key Visual Attack on Titan The Final Season Part 3

Excited?

My babies in new illustration 💗🥺

Eren, through paths: Reiner Braun is a bitch-ass motherfucker

This page is my roman empire ive been thinking abt this all the time since reading it.

Like yeah Eren and the Shiganshina gang were only kids when wall Maria was breached, but so were the warriors. The marleyan warriors started training at the ages FIVE TO SEVEN. They were genuinely pre-adolescent, kindergarten aged children. Then they're given MASSIVE responsibilty and were shipped off to a titan infested island in the middle of the fucking ocean, with instruction to kill an entire society of people they had been brainwashed to believe were a race of devils. Thats not even mentioning that THEY THEMSELVES were a part of that race!!!

Like yeah, what they did was fucking abhorrent, BUT THEY WERE BRAINWASHED NINE YEAR OLDS!!! 😭