BurritoPrincess

"Could you write what would happen if armin thought you were dating eren and he gets jealous." -demfandomimaginesdoe Armin focused his eyes on his soup, mindlessly spooning small particles into his mouth while Eren and (name) made mindless small talk. “You went higher today during drills,” Eren stated calmly, “You’re getting better with your 3D maneuver gear.” (Name)’s eyes widened in surprise, a tint of pink dusting their cheeks. “Y-yea, thanks…” they said, ducking their head, “I’ve been feeling a lot more confident with my balance.” “I’m glad.” He rem

"Sup. Can I ask a high school Au. Of jean having a really beautiful girlfriend and attracts a lot of attention to the guys in school. Then one of the crushes of her comes and asks her out and talks trash about jean. Then jean fights with him" -athenalovesanime Delicate painted nails curled into the sleeve of Jean’s letterman jacket, the weight of a (body type) frame pressed against his arm. He gazed down at his S/O next to him, their arm linked with his and the corner of their painted lips curling up in a smile. His heart swelled in appreciation. He loved the way they looked at him; how they made him feel like he was the only person in

"Something fluffy with Bertholdt and the first time he's alone with his crush ? ~ " -Anon Bertolt  grabbed a shovel and gazed over the stalls. It looked like it had been awhile since anyone had cleaned the place. He wouldn’t complain, though. Having to take care of the stables all by himself would be a hard job, but at least he’d get to be alone with his thoughts. He enjoyed being around his friends, but living with them, eating with them, and training with them could be a little much sometimes. Especially lately… Bertolt crinkled his nose at the thought. Recently the boys had been teasing him about his behavior around a ce

THIS IS PART TWO OF A THREE PART STORY! Please visit my page and read “Faint” before reading this! SPOILERS INSIDE ---- Everything hurts.  My muscles are so sore… I tried flexing my arm, but the dull ache screamed down my bicep and sent chills down my spine. I cringed in pain, muscles tightening with a burning sensation. I just wanted to fall back to sweet unconsciousness, for the black overcome me and lull me back to rest, but all things must come to an end at some point. I moved my digits against the rough, uneven surface beneath me. The pads of my fingers pressed against the crevices and cracks beneath them. Slow

The rough material of hand-me-down sheets brushed against your skin as you rolled over in your bed, your eyes rolling back behind your lashes. The room was dark, and sleep was beginning to over come you. Among the snoring and quiet mumbling of your sleeping room mates, you heard the faint creaking of the door hinges and quiet footsteps enter the dorm. Your eyebrows furrowed together, and you became still, listening carefully for the sound to continue, but relaxed when you heard the bunk above you groan as it's owner turned. You released a deep breath and nuzzled your head deeper into your pillow, allowing yourself to doze off into slumber. "M

It was him. This whole time it was him. I loved him. How could I have loved him? Those tears in his eyes... How could I think that...? He's so beautiful... Or, was, rather. My lip is trembling. I cant find it in my heart to stop it. Everything's happening so fast. "(Y/N)!" I know people are panicking. I know I should spring into action, but my chest feels so cold. "(Y/N) Run!" Someone's grabbed my upper arm. I don't care. I think we're moving... But wow, that colossal form is so big, it doesn't even seem like we're making much distance between us and him. He sees me. He knows me. Those are his eyes, just like they were when he was mine,

Bertolt closed his eyes and took a deep breath. This was how he wanted to do it. He just had to get over his fears and go for it. He knew she didn't want a big proposal, but he still wanted to make it special. So what better way than a casual surprise on their anniversary? Smiling at his own idea, Bertolt reached in the fridge and took out a loaf of white bread and placed it on the counter, followed by a jar of mayo, a head of lettuce, and deli sliced turkey. One whole year together... it had only been one whole year since the day he'd gotten the nerve to ask her to officially be his girlfriend. He smiled at the thought as he pulled out fo