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Jun 15, 2024

Hey, jearmin nation!

You asked for it, and you got it: our jearmin fic rec list is finally here!

Small disclosure: this list is by no means exhaustive and contains a small handful of fics in both canon and alternate universes. Only complete works have been included, and we've done our best to include a diverse selection of writers. If we're missing any of your absolute favorites, feel free to suggest them so they can be added!

Lastly, be sure to mind the ratings and the tags.

CANONVERSE

This section will include works that take place in the canon AOT universe. This does include a mix of post canon, canon divergent and canon compliant fics of various ratings and lengths.

love, hate, and the language of violence by pylons

T, oneshot, 21.2k

There is Safety in His Arms by Insomnia_with_dreams

E, oneshot, 2.2k

to see another tomorrow by orphanedaccount

M, oneshot, 6.3k

Obelisk by corbaccio

E, oneshot, 6.3k

Paint Tomorrow Blue by batwake

M, oneshot, 41.9k

Survival by suchakidder

M, oneshot, 4.4k

In For a Penny by fizzydreamer

E, oneshot, 4.2k

For as Long as We Have Left by xajie

E, oneshot 7.5k

Water Will Hold You by onewhodiedyoung

T, oneshot, 1.6k

the knot by orphanedaccount

Not Rated, oneshot, 1.7k

give me your strength (our life is so short) by itspointydumbass

M, oneshot, 1.2k

Torrential by malfxy

E, oneshot, 4.4k

Nightmares by MissErikaCourt

M, oneshot, 5.3k

I'll Be Seeing You by bitchbot3000

M, oneshot, 5k

Nimbostratus by imriel_montreve

E, oneshot, 2k

Stay by jearminbrainrot

E, 2/2, 16k

Worthy of You by bees_n_sunshine

E, 8/8, 34k

The Night Will Keep Our Secret by UntamedValleyOfThePatriarch

T, 4/4, 3.8k

Before / After by LoneSweetPea

M, 17/17, 36.1k

In Moments Between Battles (we find peace) by AceofAliens

Not Rated, 16/16, 27.5k

This section will include works from various alternate universes.

Wicked Inheritance by wordsforjearmin

M, royalty AU, oneshot, 9k

In the Tent by xajie

E, cowboy AU, oneshot, 2k

homeward bound by yeokseobam

G, farmer AU, oneshot, 7k

Growing Pains by little_miss_jearmin

G, modern AU, oneshot, 3k

Duty’s Price by malfxy

E, royalty AU, oneshot, 4k

please take what i can give by likeanoldcardigan

Not Rated, university AU, oneshot, 1k

in shades of red and gold by aster_rain

T, modern AU, oneshot, 11k

Meet Me at Midnight by levicoffee

T, university/serial killers AU, 8/8, 30k

Cowboy Like Me by justalevisimp/levicoffee

M, cowboy AU, 6/6, 52k

No Strings Attached by cinnamonghost

E, modern AU, 26/26, 93k

Copy-Room Romance by fandomette

E, university AU, 19/19, 129k

Different From the Rest by arminloverfae

E, modern AU, 33/33, 126k

Peaches by vidnyia

T, cowboy AU, 10/10, 32k

Rockin’ Your Heart by simpingsuzuki

M, modern AU, 28/28, 229k

Wind in the Sails by vidnyia

T, 1800s/sailor AU, 16/16, 60k

Blood Like Ice by luna_trancy/porgatino

M, detective/criminal AU, 28/28, 87k

Orange Sorbet & Summer Sea Breeze by bees_n_sunshine

E, modern AU, 25/25, 116k

seven years by harrystyleshotpocket

G, university AU, 4/4, 5k

A King and His Knight, Whose Hearts Become One by simpingsuzuki

G, royalty AU, 3/3, 20k

bite the hand that feeds me by likeanoldcardigan

Not rated, modern AU, 11/11, 16k

misserikacourt

Thank you so much for the mention! There are so many amazing fics on this list! Everyone go check them out!

#jearmin #jean x armin #armin arlert #jean kirstein #arujean #snk #aot #fic rec #armin x jean #aot armin arlert #aot jean kirstein

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Nov 11, 2023

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DTF Only (Out of Towner) - reiner braun x reader 18+

pairing: Reiner Braun x afab! Reader summary: Reiner's in town for one more day. A slip of the tongue over coffee, you learn that there was something he was hoping to cross off his bucket list before he leaves. word count: 3800+ notes: Part 3 of DTF Only. I've never written anything Reiner-centric. Ngl, he was probably the hardest to write. Hope you Reiner fans still enjoy! warnings: smut, explicit content, explicit language, oral sex (m! receiving), light bondage, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, praise kink ☻ masterpost☻

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+ !!

There’s something wholesome about Reiner.

His pictures range from pristine, professional, and candid. No shirtless, Myspace bathroom shots. No gym selfies. No pictures of him doing a manspread. No thirst traps. Just him at a wedding, on a hike, at a coffee shop, and—aww he’s got a dog!

His profile also is very innocuous.

He added his alma mater, the same as yours, much to your surprise, works in civil engineering, a self-proclaimed coffee snob and today happens to be his last day in town.

How’s it going? Still looking for the best coffee in the city. Got any recommendations?

You send out your reply for your favorite small café in the area. A hole in the wall, tucked away in the business district. The same corner that has five other chain coffee-shops, and it’s also within walking distance from where Reiner is staying.

Appreciate it! Can I buy you a cup as thanks? 😁

Smooth, you think, and again wholesome. Of course, for a guy to be active on Tinder while out of town, you already know what he’s in search for. And yet, another scroll through his photos makes you rethink that. He just seems so…wholesome. You hate to admit it, but he’s almost like Colt.

You accept the offer anyways and get ready.

Your phone buzzes back-to-back and you swipe it up to read your friends’ message regarding Reiner, beginning with Pieck’s first thoughts.

He’s pretty cute. I love the pictures with his puppy 🐶🥹

Then comes Ymir’s response.

Homie is performing…

Elaborate

Bless Ymir for being quick and brief, enough to get the message across for you.

He’s got a freaky side to him. If you catch my drift 😏

You can only hope that he does because the vibe you’re getting from him is tame—wholesome. You may as well charge up your vibrator for tonight.

The more wholesome they appear, the more they have to hide.

I don’t know… He asked to grab coffee, that’s as tame as it gets. He might just want to talk, maybe flirt a little.

In an instant your phone rings and you pick it up, not bothering with a greeting as Ymir’s already in your ear.

“Have you learned nothing from your romp with Pock yesterday?”

You sigh. “His name was Porco…”

“Whatever, the new guy says he’s from out of town. In Tinder-verse that means ‘I’m in town to fuck around’.”

Of course, you knew that, but—

“But nothing. What did I say about the blockhead yesterday? Bar, coffee, funeral, it won’t matter. Get your kicks in while the man’s still available. He’ll be quick to show you his true nature, and knowing the freak that you are, you’re going to like it.”

Maybe. Or it could be wishful thinking. Again, you can only hope.

......

He’s already outside when you arrive. He had the head start after all, but it’s not a long wait since you’re not too far from the area either.

From afar, he recognizes you, looking up with a warm smile, hands tucked into his pockets. At your approach, his smile brightens, freeing his hands with open arms, saying your name.

“Hi, thanks for swinging by!”

Breathing a laugh, you’re engulfed in his arms. It’s a warm embrace, lighthearted, like you’re meeting a friend. In any case, your vibrator should be fully charged tonight.

“I’m a hugger, hope that’s okay,” he says when he lets you go, pink tinting his cheeks.

He’s taller than Porco by a lot (and another blond, which you overlook). Also well-built, distinguishable underneath the button-down white shirt. The sleeves are rolled up like he’s just clocked out of the office.

A strong, chiseled jawline and some facial hair that suggests he’s gone a few days without shaving. But the standout to you is his smile. Warm, inviting, friendly. There’s got to be something hidden away there that he’s hiding.

“I like hugging,” you say. “Ready to try out the best coffee in the city?”

Reiner opens the door for you, beaming.

After giving him a recommendation from the menu, you both place your order. There’s an awkward moment where you lightheartedly argue about the bill, but you Reiner wins your favor, insisting that it’s his treat.

Together you grab a table in the corner after your drinks are prepared.

Rush hour brings in more commuters and students from the university across the city, and soon the café is teeming with life.

You finally take a sip after your coffee has cooled down, looking over at Reiner. “What’s the verdict?”

Reiner nods, licking his lips. “You’re right, premium roast. Five out of five.”

Your brows rise. “That’s generous. There’s no way you’re a coffee snob if you’re won over that easily.”

He shrugs, chuckling. “Well, a pretty face might have something to do with the perfect score.” He averts his eyes, scratching at the back of his neck.

He’s nice. Again, sort of reminds you of Colt, but that’s not a bad thing. While you’re not looking for a relationship, you appreciate Reiner’s friendly demeanor and his subtle way of flirting.

You chat and sip your coffee. And despite your dubiety with Reiner’s high ranking, he really does seem to enjoy his drink; taking hearty gulps until he sets it down empty before you’ve gotten halfway. He’s sincere too.

You bring up university, sharing that you’ve both moved away for your careers post-grad. “We might have crossed paths before.”

“Small world,” he laughs. “I guess you find anyone on Tinder. It brings people together in a way. I visited my hometown last month and I was surprised to see some classmates from middle-school on it.”

“So, was this a work trip?”

Reiner hums, giving his outfit a onceover. “It is. I visit a few construction sites a month and sometimes they take me in other cities. I had a meeting today and even though it’s a blue-collar profession, it never hurts to suit up. But…”

His eyes turn wistful for a moment, entering a thought that you can’t read.

You don’t probe him, expecting him to say something, so you finish up your coffee in time when he speaks again.

“I was hoping to cross one thing off my list before I leave.”

Your attention perks, not from the words, but from the lowered tone. “Is it too late? Whatever it is?”

Reiner lifts a brow, and it’s clear that you’ve given him the green light to divulge a little more.

To those around you, his expression remains the same, but you notice a change. His hushed tone, the slow clench of his fist on the table.

“This is forward of me,” he begins, leaning closer.

Like a magnet, you lean in, hanging off his next words that fall into your ear.

“I was hoping to have some privacy with you after coffee.”

His warmth breath makes your pulse stutter, spreading warmth to your ears.

You pull back a little, gaze captured by his light brown eyes. You swallow and nod.

A faint smirk pulls at Reiner’s lips, though he’s yet to make a motion to move. “To be sure, are you okay if we get out of here?”

The sly look he gives you has your mind spinning back to your initial impression of him. Wholesome, yes, but now you’re eager to see the other side to him.

You raise your chin, giving him a coy smile. “I’m sure.”

Reiner jerks his head to the side, the two of you rise to your feet, tossing away the coffee cups and leave.

Dusk has settled now and soon it’ll be much darker. The timing could not be better.

Reiner offers you his arm, a bold move you think, and with a racing heart, you take it.

“Where to?”

He walks at a reasonable pace, not in a hurry unlike the civilians scattering around the sidewalks to head home before it gets too dark.

“My hotel is a few blocks away.” He looks down, wearing the same poised smirk. It makes your heart skip a beat, and you want to drag him off.

You hold back, allowing Reiner to take the reins.

Heated glances only are exchanged during the walk, and you can hardly hear the traffic of the city against the rush of blood in your ears.

Approaching the hotel, your world spins through the revolving doors. You’re not given time to admire the lobby, realizing that Reiner is staying at one of the city’s finest accommodations. Like everything you had gathered about him beforehand, you had seen him as more of a low-maintenance man.

Every inch is ornate with vintage touches, well-maintained, it’s like you’ve been thrust into a time capsule. You get a glimpse of the bar at the center past a massive piano that’s untouched at the moment.

Hotel guests bustle around in business suits and others in luxury outfits that drip with dollar bills.

The journey up the lift is also quiet, but the sexual tension is so deafening, you’re grateful when you arrive at Reiner’s floor.

With his card key, the door to his room opens. Like the rest of the hotel, it’s nice, lux with a view that overlooks other buildings on the street.

But it’s the massive bed that you’re already envisioning rolling around in, and you have to tell yourself to remain patient.

Reiner’s hands find your shoulders, nimble fingers easing the muscles there. “Finally, some privacy.” He murmurs into your temple, kissing you there.

You melt to his touch, muscles melting like clay from his warmth, a moan slips out.

“That feels nice, doesn’t it?”

You can only manage a hum in agreement, eyes fluttering shut to soak in the massage.

Two fingers push deeper into the junction between your shoulder and neck with delicious pressure. You throw your head back against Reiner’s chest.

He chuckles as you open your eyes, meeting his upside-down gaze.

“Now that we’re all alone,” he says, turning you around and takes your chin.

The bitter taste of coffee is heavy on his tongue, but you don’t mind. It’s warm, inviting, like Reiner’s energy.

It’s a stretch to reach him, but your arms snake around his neck, basking in the slow, seductive rhythm of his lips and tongue.

His hand slides down to the small of your back, pulling you closer with a firm yet delicate authority. And when he pulls away, it’s smooth like silk.

“Before we take this any further,” he says. “I wanted to elaborate on what was on my bucket list.”

You tilt your head, licking the moisture from your lips. There’s more? You had only expected a quick hook-up.

Your mind dives into another scenario, one where you’re chopped up and stuffed into a freezer. Thankfully, Pieck and Ymir always have your location so that alone shoves that lurid idea aside.

Reiner lets go, and you hear the zip of a bag.

He had wandered over to where his luggage rests on the rack by the TV. He throws a look over his shoulder, a little hesitant.

You smile to encourage him, and your eyes go wide when you see what he pulls out. You swallow hard, a shiver moving past you as every drop of your blood heads south.

Not rope or tape or a knife. But a blindfold and handcuffs. Accessories that could be used to kidnap you, but from the silk of the blindfold and the leather cuffs, you know it’s not that.

“Oh,” it falls out of you.

Reiner comes closer, offering the accessories for you to feel. “The cuffs can feel snug, but they won’t hurt you.”

Your pulse reignites. “These will be used on me?”

Reiner nods. “If you’re okay with that.”

You’re more than okay with that. A memory of the past pricks your brain.

It was a rare night where you and Colt decided to watch porn, and the choice was bondage. Seeing one of the actors tied up and blindfolded had inspired a fantasy to be at Colt’s mercy. But he never seemed enthused about the idea, so it became one of your many fantasies you had packed away.

“We can also do without,” Reiner says at your silence.

“You want to do this, though.”

A shadow hangs over Reiner’s voice. “I do. I like to play dominant. I’m not mean, unless you want me to be, but I prefer to play nice dominant.”

It sounds like an oxymoron to you, and yet it seems to fit Reiner’s personality. A man who likes to be in control whilst retaining that warm demeanor.

“Okay.”

It’s slow and gradual. You both undress each other with dexterous hands with Reiner taking most of the reins. The second you’re both bare, he awaits your consent one more time before he binds your wrists.

The leather is stiff but otherwise not too tight, and your hands hang to your stomach. Next, he drapes the blindfold over your eyes and the world goes dark.

The moment passes like grains of sand. Unable to see, you don’t move, straining your ears for any semblance of noise.

Fingertips brush beneath your jaw while a thumb caresses your lips.

“I’m going to use this.” Reiner’s voice slips through the silence. His thumb swipes at your bottom lip, wetting the pad of his thumb.

You can feel the heat from his body that pools at the center of your thighs. Your fingers curl around your pussy.

A firm grasp takes your jaw, puckering your lips.

“I didn’t give you permission to touch yourself.” The command is soft, but you can feel the teeth in his words. “The only person who will give you pleasure tonight, is me.”

You nearly falter from that promise.

Before that can happen, Reiner drops his hand, and your feet leave the floor.

You’re laid on your back, head at the edge of the bed. Another inch and your head would be hanging.

Seconds later, Reiner’s warm body approaches your face, his voice tumbling down. “As I was saying. I’m going to use your mouth.” His tone is softer, and the brush of his fingers stroke your lips again.

Despite the position, you nod.

“Atta girl.”

The praise takes you by surprise and you shiver.

“If you need me to stop, raise your hand and snap. Got it?”

You nod, licking your lips when he praises you again. And without being instructed, you slide forward, draping your head back and open your mouth.

Reiner chuckles, seemingly catching on. The brush of his fingers returns along your face and he croons. “Good girl…”

There’s a nudge on your tongue, salty from Reiner’s precum. He goes in slowly, you take a deep breath through your nostrils.

The last time you had given head like this before was back in university, long before Colt.

It does require some getting used to. Your chest heaves with the tension, easing up as Reiner whispers of encouragement, a rush of heat dripping between your legs.

You acclimate to Reiner’s cock, thick in your mouth, you don’t feel the blood creeping into your head.

“Good, good.” There’s a strain to Reiner’s voice, like he’s holding back a deep urge to fuck you.

And you’re right, because his dick twitches in your mouth.

You hum around it, spreading your legs wider when you feel Reiner’s hand stroke your pussy.

“A little reward for how good you’re doing for me so far.”

Your moan muffles from the touch and the added praise, you don’t think you can get enough. You’re so wet already, it’s not a matter of effort of working you up to finger you. He spoils you with two and a swipe of your clit.

His dick twitches again as you continue to moan, clenching around his fingers.

Drool gathers in your mouth, so close to dripping out. On impulse you suck, an attempt to gulp it down and Reiner groans, pressing down on your clit.

“You’re making it hard for me,” he husks, and you feel the loss of his hand. “I’m going to fuck your mouth first, okay?”

Gagged, the best you can reply is a strangled, “Mhm.”

He pulls out, dick coated in your saliva. You inhale deeply, still blind to the world around you.

You’re pushed a back on the bed a little, head repositioned before you’re stuffed with Reiner’s dick again.

He thrusts, building a pace that you become accustomed to.

Breathing through your nose and relaxing your throat, your gag reflex is dormant. You focus on the noises Reiner makes, light grunts dropping on you like the pitter patter of rain, punctuated with hitch in his chest that syncs up with another spasm in his cock.

“Fuck—your mouth is so warm. This throat is doing so good for me, an obedient thing.”

Saliva collects in your mouth again, pooling at a fast rate as Reiner fucks you with vigor.

Wrists still bound, you ache to touch yourself as much as you fantasize what Reiner’s face must look like at this moment. A deep flush along his face, light brown eyes rolling back in his skull. You find yourself moaning at that and Reiner releases a strangled noise, pulling out.

Threads of saliva pull from your mouth and fall down the corners of your lips.

A hand takes the back of your skull, urging you off your back.

You breathe deeply, sucking a lungful of air as you sit on the bed. When Reiner’s touch disappears, you turn your head, forgetting the blindfold is obscuring your vision.

“Just a moment,” you hear him say somewhere in the room.

The moment passes and he speaks again, instructing you to move along the bed.

You follow Reiner’s voice, an implicit trust for a stranger you only met a few hours ago guiding you where you think will be into his arms. If Reiner had come across as a lunatic, this would be your fatal mistake.

Thankfully, according to your female intuition, he’s not, and if he is, Ymir and Pieck aren’t very forgiving when something happens to their best friend.

The bed is so massive, you feel as though you’ll be moving along silk for ages.

“Right there,” Reiner says, and you go still, knees dipping into the mattress. His voice is closer than before and relying on your other senses, you feel him closer too.

The sheets rustle close by your feet, signaling his presence in time when his strong chest meets your back.

“Right here,” he husks at your temple, wrapping his arm along your stomach. “All wrapped up too.”

You don’t know why you nod, but you do to convey your thanks for him remembering a condom.

The weight of his body presses into your back. With his guidance, your thighs ghost over what you assume is his.

You crane your head for more instruction.

“Perfect.” He noses your neck, kissing softly, hand coming around to tweak your nipple.

You gasp from the sensation, close to reaching up to keep his hands on your breast, but the bite of leather keeps you from moving.

“You’ve been so good for me. Now, let me fuck you on this bed.”

You toss your head back, squirming at the dip of his fingers into your pussy.

“So, fucking wet…all from sucking cock. Filthy little thing.” He kisses the shell of your ear. “Just how I want you to be. Are you ready for me? Use your words this time.”

“Yes,” you breathe. “Yes, please.”

“Give me a safe a word,” he commands.

“Helos.”

Reiner’s laughter scorches your ear. You’re too worked up to be embarrassed about it. With your mind like putty, the first word that sprang to mind was the name of the hotel.

“Use it if you need me to stop, okay?”

You nod eagerly.

“Good girl.” Reiner’s hands find your hips and he lifts you up a little and there’s a poke at your entrance as he lines up his dick.

In a slow fluid motion, he seats you there. Inch by inch, your pussy twitches to suck him in.

“Almost there.”

You know he’s sheathed fully when your ass is back on his lap, giving you a minute to adjust. To let him know you’re ready, you roll your hips back.

Lips press into your nape. “Remember the safe word.”

He thrusts up, hiking you up on your knees using his muscled thighs to create the momentum.

His hot breath burns your neck, one hand groping your breast and the other flicking your clit. In sync, you move up and down with his body fucking you.

The lack of sight dials up your other senses. You feel him deeply, the stretch, the bruising pain blooming around your breast, and the nerves in your center so sensitive, stars flicker along your darkened vision.

Reiner moves faster, fucking into you harder. “Do you like that? Like when I get a little rough?” He jerks his hips up.

You babble something resembling a ‘yes, engulfed in the heightened sensory experience. “Reiner…”

“I can feel you,” he pants. “You want to cum huh? Cum for me, baby.”

He rubs you faster, fucking into you harder and your back arches into him, moaning out the rush of your orgasm, eyesight restored momentarily with a burst of light.

“Atta girl,” Reiner rasps. “Atta girl, cumming on command.” He thrusts a few more times as your vision fills with darkness again and you float back to the bed after reaching the clouds.

You sag into his hold, Reiner pulls out. You yelp in surprise when you’re thrown forward.

You’re brought back to your knees, hips hoisted up while a pressure on your skull, keeps your head on the mattress.

You feel another stretch, welcoming Reiner’s cock as he slips back in and drills into you with fervor, a pace that promises his release is on the horizon.

A sting blooms on your ass from where Reiner’s hand landed.

“Fuck—I’m so close—” Another smack lands, followed by the gentle caress of Reiner’s large hand, a contrast to the rhythm that’s quickly becoming sloppy.

With both hands, you feel Reiner spread you open. He snaps his hips a couple more times and groans out as he cums.

He goes still, but his dick twitches inside of you and if not for the condom, you’d feel the warmth of his cum filling you up.

For a while, you hear ragged breaths, his and yours.

After, Reiner pulls out and you whine from the empty feeling but relieved when he takes lifts you back to your knees, easing the ache in your back.

The blindfold falls away. Blinking a few times to get a visual, Reiner kneeling on the mattress before you, undoing the cuffs.

He looks dazed. Heavy breathes pouring past his lips, a sheen of sweat layered atop the flush on his cheeks. A muscled chest rising and falling, flexing the contours in his stomach, and his dick soft yet endowed between his thighs.

With the cuffs off, you roll your wrists, smiling up at him.

He gives you a tired smile in return. “Appreciate you.”

The praise fills you with a different kind of warmth, but it’s endearing, nonetheless. There’s no need to ask, you already know. If anything, you’re both even. He crossed something off his list, as did you.

☻ masterpost☻ taglist: @moonmalice @daisynik7

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