You sip your coffee as you watch your teenage son come downstairs the stairs in the most lazy and lethargic way possible. He's more like his father besides looking exactly like him. "Good morning," You greet with a smirk as he comes over and collapses onto a chair at the dinning table while you lean back on the counter.
Your son looks over at you and glares before laying his head on the table. "I'm dropping out of school," He mutters dramatically causing you to roll your eyes.
"Yeah and I'm becoming the next Empress," You reply with a snort as you sit down across from him. "Eat something."
"Make me something!"
"I'm not your slave."
Your son groans and refuses to get up. "I'm totally your least favorite," He mutters.
You raise an eyebrow in amusement. "You're my only child," You remind him with a chuckle as you sip your coffee.
"You still like your fantasy child better than me!" He says dramatically with a whine causing you to roll your eyes.
"Don't be silly. In my fantasy I have no children," You reply with a smirk causing him to glare at you. If your son did get one thing from you, it's your dramatics.
"Whatever, Dad is my favorite," Your son mutters with a huff as he finally sits up. He stands up and heads to the fridge to find some food.
You pause in sipping your coffee and look over at him as he sifts through the fridge. "Your father is your favorite? He's boring!" You reply in disbelief as you scoff.
Your son nods. "Yeah, that's why he's my favorite. He doesn't expect me to, like, do things or go places. He just lets me chill and play Persona," He says casually as he pulls out a bagel before pulling it apart and popping it in the toaster. "You want me to join a different club."
You huff. "Because your club only has four people and all you do is play Kahoot! It's like you're trying to be Yuji Itadori! Clubs are supposed to be ways to make friends! Even your amazing father was in a team club!" You reply as you cross your arms. You narrow your eyes at your son as he simply yawns and pulls out his phone.
Your son shrugs. "See? You proved my point. Dad's better," He says casually as his bagels finally pop up. He puts his phone back in his sweatpants pocket before pulling the bagels out and immediately eating it.
You glower at your son just as your husband comes walking into the kitchen with a yawn. You quickly turn your glare to him and he pauses as he rubs his bed head. "What?" Your husband mutters.
warnings : ancient greece au, reader is an heteara, biref mention of blood and gore, soldier!connie, virgin!connie, first time, handjob, missionary, cowgirl, fluff, breeding, praise.
author's note : heteara were not prostitutes, they came from good families, they knew how to sing, dance and play instruments, often entertaining friendships with high ranked men in society, they had a sit at their table as their guest, these men would come to the hetaera for conversations, views on political or philosophical matters because they knew they were educated women, it was a way for them (hetaera) to be independant, some of their sexual relationship were priced or they would receive gifts but they are not to be mistaken with pornae, that worked in brothels and were usually freed slaves.
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The salt from the sea clings to your skin as you walk back home. The sun is rising and your hair is not fully dry yet. In the distance you hear the familiar voices of Constantine, your guard, and Sasha, one of your friends. They are laughing, and without knowing the reason for their joy a smile instantly pulls on your face.
"Morning" you start as you approach them. The duo jump a bit in place and you stifle a laugh.
Constantine looks shocked to see you out of your home, you wished him a good night yesterday when you got back and haven't talked since.
"I snuck out from the back, Bertholdt was asleep" you clarify referring to one of the other guards. His shoulders relax but he groans stills.
"This guy is not serious, with all my respect I know you picked us all for a reason but he spends his days sleeping, he fell face first in his meal the other day." you giggle at the anecdote, covering your mouth.
"He is fine, do not worry Constantine." You take the time to admire him when you answer, it is rare to see him without his helmet, for obvious reasons.
His face is tan within the outline of his usual helmet, making his golden eyes pop out, his hair is no longer than freshly cut grass, their ashy colors complimenting his skin. His body is one of his working tools so of course it is trained to the perfection. rippling muscles proudly displayed, you can't see what his chest looks like but you have no doubt it is as mouth watering as the rest, you don't allow your gaze to linger on his thigh, knowing that your mind will no doubt slip to non innocent thoughts.
The gold steel armor you have chosen for your guards wrap up the whole look harmoniously.
Your eyes travel back to his face and you notice now that he has an unidentified crumb at the corner of his lips. swiping it with your thumb, you bring it to your mouth. Sasha and him exchange a wide eye look and you wonder what is the meaning. His cheeks are significantly redder, how adorable.
"You have some for me ?" you ask, turning to Sasha, she looks down at the sweets with pulled brows. "These are my only two left I-" you snatch one from the towel, biting it before she can protest. A delicious honey cake. Sasha looks at you with wide eyes and Constantine barks a laugh, head falling backward. You lick your lips admiring his Adam apple bobbing up and down.
"I'm sure that mysterious blond keeps some more for you, don't be sad" you jest, petting her cheek and she feints to bite it.
You can see that her cheeks turn red at the mention of her lover so she is quick to divert the subject.
"How did you two meet ? And by the hells why are you calling him Constantine and not Connie like the rest of us ?"
You look at Constantine and he looks back at you with round eyes, your attention goes back to Sasha as you give her an answer "Well you see, since Connie works for me I have to show some kind of authority, so to me he is Constantine" you look his way and he nods, a faint blush painting his peaked cheeks. "As for how we met, well, he saved my life, a boar broke into the house, I thought that I was going to die, but Constantine was one step ahead." Sasha's mouth opens in shock and she nods vigorously.
"Did you eat the boar after that ?" a very Sasha answer.
"We did, and its skin is somewhere on the wall" Constantine answered for you.
"Wait, you think it could have been Zeus ? Maybe he wanted you to birth his child !" she looks back and forth between you as she had an epiphany and you scrunch up your face.
"If that's the case I'm glad Constantine was here" you whisper "I don't need Hera's wrath following me" you confess and they break laughing again.
The breeze reminds you that your body hasn't entirely dried up after you dip in the sea.
"I'll leave you to it, Morpheus is calling my name."
"You didn't sleep last night ?" Constantine asks, a hint of worry in his smooth voice.
You shake your head left to right "If anyone comes today would you please tell them that i'm away ? or ill ?" he nods, silently approving your request, you let your hand run up his arm as you walk past him, thanking him for his undying, loyal services. You could swear you felt his hair rise under your touch.
"Ta leme Sasha" you wave at her, making your way to your chamber.
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"The gods did not graced me with Penelope's patience" you grumble, pinching the ears of the Galliard's brothers as they hiss under your touch. "Out! Now!" you release their ear after walking them to the exit.
You have lost count of how many times they came to your door, arguing, and asking you to be the judge. You love to hear them blabber, it gives you exclusive gossip, only today you are not in the mood.
From the sandy streets Porco and Markos are looking at you like you slaughtered their pet dog.
You shoo them away like stray cats and they get on their way.
Constantine turns to you after making sure your visitors are gone for good, The helmet is back on, you wish you could still admire his pretty features without the iron encasing his face, alas for your safety and his, it is better this way. You do discern a smile hanging low on his face.
"Are you amused by my misadventures Constantine ?" you ask with no bite in your voice.
"It's just... interesting I don't think I ever saw you that serious" he jokes, eyeing your crossed arms over your chest. As you're about to answer a stream of raindrops hits your skin, the sky above your head is a dark grey, too focused on the brotherly bickering, you haven't noticed his threatening color. Constantine tug on your wrist, shielding you from the rain under the peristyle that surrounds the inner courtyard. Just in time as a loud rumbling thunder crashes in the distance and the rain hits the floor harder still.
It is rare for the island to be struck with storms but when they happen it make it look like the gods are upset with its inhabitant and punishing them, the last time it happen you were locked in this very house for two days and found the streets to be a complete mess once you were able to step a foot outside again.
Another clash of thunder makes you jump in place and Constantine places his hand in yours when he sees you fiddling nervously.
"Do you think I've upset Zeus with what I said the other day ?" you ask, squeezing his hand when bright flashes of lightning lit up the stormy sky.
"I do believe his ego can take such an innocent jab" it reassures you a bit and you smile up to him even though you can barely see his eyes. At the same time the wind picks up, sending the waters slashing through the colonnades, clutching your guard hand, you bring him deeper into the house, where the water can't reach you.
Looking down at your clothes you find that the rain makes it cling to you like a second skin, luckily you chose a dark shade of purple today, it is probably see through. You look at your counterpart, Constantine can't be comfortable with all that steel around him, on the tip of your toes you take off his helmet. He let out a long exhale and you can finally admire his face again.
"Let's get dried up Constantine follow me" you climb up the stairs to your chambers. and he follows obediently, the gold helmet is still in your hands, you put it close to your chest for a better grip and you wonder how would it feel for his head to rest against your very skin.
The thunder keeps striking the ground, making the wall of your house shake. Constantine steps into your room like he is out of place and you hold back a grin. You saw him kill animals and intruders in cold blood but a lady's chamber is where he shakes in fear ? You bite your cheek as he looks around the room with a sheepish expression. You let his helmet rest on the nearby table.
"Come here let's get you out of this" you gesture to him and he walks up to you in silent strides."You do wear something under all of this do you not ?" you tease and his shoulder relaxes
" Only one way to find out" your eyebrow shot up in surprise as you begin to untie the leather strings that hold in place his epomides, once his shoulders are free he rolls them a few times and you refrain yourself from biting into them, the candle lit room makes him look absolutely delicious. Busying yourself with the rest of his armour you let your fingers fleet against his honeyed skin.
Underneath all this steel he is wearing a simple toga, shorter than the regular, not to impede his movement you can easily guess. His thighs are a work of art, competing with each of the statues you have seen in your life, a rush of heat goes to your core and you shake your head to stop it from going farther.
"Let me find a clean cloth for you" you exit the room quickly. Another clap of thunder helps you ground yourself, you are not having lustful thoughts about your most loyal guard you are only helping him because of the storm, you have a heart it's not like you can just let him under the pouring rain.
Clinking steel echoes in the stairs and soon Reiner and Bertholdt, two of your other guards appear in front of you drenched from head to toe.
"Went for a dip ?" you tease and they both exhale looking defeated. "I was on my way down, I'll grab some clothes for you as well."
You make you wander downstairs at the speed of light. Knocking on the guest room door, Bertholdt cracks the door open allowing you to hand the dry material. "Can I have one for Reiner ?" he asks, looking down at his feet. Of course those two stick together even though there are other spare rooms to use. You nod, fulfilling his request. "Have fun" your singsong before retiring to your own chamber.
The room is now lit with more candles you notice, Constantine's armour is neatly placed in a corner. His sandals are off, the moment he hears the door shut he turns to you.
"I- I took the liberty of using your candles" you nod, stepping toward him, handing him the clothes. Thanking you with a smile, Constantine processes to pat himself dry. He's looking at you while doing it. There is something in his eyes you can't quite decypher. It scares you , but it also makes your inside giddy.
"Do you need help too ? Undressing" Constantine asks as he approaches you, with the same glint in his eyes. You don't answer for a bit, letting the sound of the rain and thunder fill the silence.
"I am not wearing anything under this." you whisper still looking in his eyes.
He nods, pushing your curls out of your cleavage, tracing the fabric on your shoulders, his rough hands slowly sliding down the material until it is pooling at your feet. You are naked in front of him, eyes still locked on his, they slowly travel down your form, memorising each curve, mole and scars.
You are shy under his gaze, you don't know why, it is far to be the first time you are in your simplest attire in front of a man, maybe it's because he works for you, maybe it's because he is still clothed.
Another step in your direction and you are trapped between him and the door. You are about to speak when his soft lips are against yours, they stay motionless for a moment, none of you pulling back so you decide to deepen the kiss, your hands roam his strong arms, shoulders, until they find an anchor behind his neck. Your tongue laps at his lips until he parts them, giving full access to his mouth. The battle for dominance is short as he tugs one of your nipples, you jolt in place, you feel the corner of his mouth spread and you curse him internally.
When he pulls back you bite his cheek hard. He winces but you can feel his chest move with laughter.
"Not fair" you murmur moving to his ear biting again.
His large hands fondle your hips and he moans under your sweet torture.
"I want you" he murmurs as his grip intensifie.
"Constantine, I don't think it's a good idea" You murmur, peeling your body from his so you can look in his eyes.
"Why ? Reiner and Bertholdt haven't asked for your permission" on cue, a loud moan is heard from down the corridor. You close your eyes, what a great timing.
"It's different for us, Constantine. I am a woman, you work for me and... there is my occupation."
"Don't you want it ? I have seen the way you look at me, I thought hetaeras were all about pleasure." he teases, twisting your hair around his finger.
"And conscience" you tone swatting his hand away but a smile is present on your face. "I don't want this to come in the way of our relationship, you truly are doing amazing work, you're handsome you'll have no worry finding someone willing to satisfy you I'm sure !"
"It's you that I want" his hands place themselves on the small of your back, connecting your bodies once more. Your ego inflates under his word, there is nothing you'd want more than to ravish him, hearing him chanting your name, feeling his strong body on top of yours.
Biting your inner lips your eyes travel down to his clothed manhood. You'll take a look at it, if it is to your liking you'll indulge, if not you'll send him on his way. Grabbing the piece from his shoulder you take the cloth down in one movement.
Just like the rest of his body, his naked penis is as enticing as his face, his eyes and his voice. Your will crumble down, you need to have it. A roll in the hay with this man can't be that damaging ? If anything it'll strengthen your bond.
Looking up at him once more, you melt on his lips, directing him to the bed that lay next to nearby. He groans in the kiss, placing his body on top of yours, the skin to skin contact makes you shiver, his body is running hot while yours is still humid from the clothes you, or rather he, took off a moment ago.
You push him off so he's laying next to you. Wasting no time you spit in your hand to apply smooth up and down motion on his cock.
"U-uh I never done this before" he moans looking down at where your bodies connect. You huff a laugh tightening your finger around his shaft. But when you look up at him you can see in his eyes that he is not playing this time.
"What ?" you ask in disbelief, making a halt in your movements. pushing his hips up in your hand he ignores your question and his cheek turns a light pink. Retiring your hand all at once you force him to look at you. "You're a soldier and you never had a woman before ?" you ask again and he closes his eyes.
"No, never felt like i wanted it, but now I do" filth full ideas are running in your head. He never experienced another body before, you could do anything to him. Your cunt clenches and you know that it is about time that you pounce on him.
"You do now ?" you repeat in a sultry voice. He nods, and you kiss his lips softly. "Well i'm going to be kind to you Constantine" you kiss his jaw resuming your touch on his half erected penis.
"Please call me Connie" he rasps rutting his hips in your hand.
"Connie" you call, as your other hand has an affair with the slit of his penis. Your thumb rubs circular motion around it making him whine and tremble. "Connie" you call again and he pleads to never stop. You are the first person to witness him like that and it drives you crazy, you don't want anyone to be graced with such delight. His seriousness and attitude as a guard is long forgotten, he is just another man succumbing to your touches now.
His penis jolts in your hands, splaying his semen over your skin.
"How was that ?" you ask once his breath is coming back to regular after his orgasm.
"Good, it's my turn now, lay down. I want to make you feel good."
There is a chance that he doesn't know what to do, but you let him take the lead, curious about how he is going to manage. Lining his tip with your entrance Connie looks up to you and you nod silently signaling that he can start. Your wall stretches around him and your mouth opens in delight, you knew he'd feel good from the moment you took a look at his size, this is perfect. securing you legs behind his back you kiss his mouth a few times as he thrusts slowly accelerates.
Connie hides his face in your neck, grunting with every thrust, he picks up the pace until you're almost slammed into the wall and you gasp.
"By the gods Connie, slow down!"
"Sorry! Hurting you, am I hurting you ?" he asks, eyes wide as his movements stop.
"No, but you need to savor this moment" with the heel of your feet you guide his hips in deep slow thrust. "Like this" he nods, moving on his own and you relax again. His cock takes the time to tease each centimeter of your whole and you moan.
The snap of his hips fall into a comfortable rhythm against yours, beads of sweat forming along his hairline, breath ragged as his eyes keep traveling from your face to your cunt, almost like he can't believe what's happening "It's better right ?"
"Y-yes I can feel you, all of you" he gulps cupping your face to kiss you.
"You like how you feel Connie?" you ask, squeezing your walls around him and he moans, the heat and the grip hitting all at once.
"You are a witch, that's why they keep coming back to you." his deep voice claims.
"Wait until I take control you're going to think I'm a goddess" Balancing your weight in your legs you switch positions, his flat on his back, you're standing proud on top of him. He is lodged deep inside of you, this position makes you blissfully aware.
Resting your hand on his strong chest you balance your hips front to back, mimicking the movement of the tides. A loud thunder clap echoes outside and you grin looking down in his golden eyes.
"Do you think he's jealous ?" you ask, referring to the gods of gods.
"I will if I were deprived of that" Connie's hands are clenched around the meat of your thigh, he looks like he's stranded at sea and holding on for dear life, so you grind even faster against him. He calls your name in shaky moans and the smile on your face is triumphant.
Leaning into him you kiss his face, murmuring in his skin how good he is doing. Taking advantage of your unsteady balance, Connie rolls you on the bed, you are both on your sides looking into each other's eyes as he hooks one of your legs to his waist, giving him better access to your wet cunt.
"I'm so glad I waited for you" he confesses through gritted teeth as he ruts into you.
"You are?" you tease, threading his hair with your free hand. He nods in response, breath crashing over your face. You never thought you'd had sex with Constantine, let alone be his first, but it creates a newfound sensation in your chest. You push it down, kissing his lips greedily as you feel your orgasm approach.
"Connie" you call between heated kisses, you take the hand that is gripping your thigh to direct it toward your pussy, you make his thumb catch your bundle of nerves, running it in slow motion, your hands over his guiding him through the process. You call his name a final time, as your body traversed by tremors. Your wall clamps down on his erection and a thick liquid fills your cunt. as he squeezes you tight against his chest.
It's only after another rumbling course in the sky that you realise what you just did.
Connie's eyes are still closed and you wonder if he fell asleep.
"Where are you going" he asks when you try to break free from his grasp.
"You... finished inside of me I-" you clear your throat feeling embarrassed to say it outloud "I have herbs downstairs that will help me with this"
"Sorry I didn't realize" he sits up, looking genuinely sorry and you stifle a laugh.
"That's fine, my mind was elsewhere too." you trace his chest with the tip of your fingers and he nods. Kissing your lips softly Connie helps you up on your feet.
"I'll come with you, just in case an intruder took advantage of the storm." he jokes, you roll your eyes laughing with him as you put your clothes back on.
eren — will go absolutely feral for you. if anyone tries to take your cup or spill something in it he’s the most likely to transform and just destroy them. nobody will ever hurt you, not while he’s around.
mikasa — rip to anyone who tries to take your cup. she specialises in slicing up flesh after all, and she’s happy to demonstrate that to anyone who tries to take your cup from her. also the most likely to study the room and be on the lookout for anyone suspicious trying to take anyone else’s drinks.
armin — shy baby boy. he’ll just stand off to the side with mikasa and hold your drink tight up against his chest, happy to wait patiently for you. he wouldn’t let anyone get near it, except for eren and mikasa, who are happy to wait with him until you get back.
jean — honestly happy to take a break from dancing with sasha and conny, they’re wearing him out lol. he may seem like he doesn’t care or he’s so above it but he will hold on to your drink like its the only thing keeping him tethered to this world. literally nobody will be able to get that drink from him but you.
conny — the most likely to spill your drink while dancing with sasha on the dance floor. also the most likely to slip on the drink he just spilled. by the time you get back all you can see is conny holding your cup, empty, and sitting on the floor rubbing his butt where he hit it. but you don’t mind too much, as you wrestle the empty cup out of his death grip and help him off the floor. after all, it’s the thought that counts.
sasha — will accidentally drink half your mug before she realises it wasn’t hers and will then run to quickly get a refill before you come back. if you notice her being out of breath when you come back from the bathroom no you dont.
ymir — she will do literally anything to keep you safe, no matter what. she might not titan shift, but she sure as hell will get feral with anyone who tries to even so much as look at your drink.
historia — holds your cup right up against her chest with a hand over it so tight that her knuckles glow white. literally nobody is going to get near it. also yells at ymir for trying to take the cup from her— even though ymir was just going to put it up on a shelf.
levi — honestly good luck to anyone that approaches him when he doesn’t want to be approached (aka anytime lol), but especially when he’s holding your drink, when he’s protecting you. won’t hesitate to knock the ever loving shit out of anyone who tries to spike someone else’s drink on his watch.
hange — the second most likely to accidentally spill your drink while dancing, then burst out laughing at jean slipping on the spilled liquid. they’re also the most likely to refill your drink and get you a snack while you’re away because they love you and love caring for you.
erwin — commander mode instantly activated. he would die before letting anyone even get close to your drink, except levi and hange, the only people he trusts fully. honestly your cup is the absolute safest with erwin, mikasa, or levi.
annie — will absolutely not hesitate to throw down if anyone tries to take the cup from her, doesn’t matter if its a man or a woman or a friend or stranger. silver lining, she’s been aching to try out the new move she’s been practicing.
reiner — literally considers transforming into his titan when he sees someone eyeing him from across the room, their eyes flitting down toward the mug of ale in his hands. finally calms down enough not to slice through his hand, but he does crack his knuckles menacingly at the person, glaring at them enough to make them turn and walk away.
bertholdt — usually he’s just happy to fade in the background and not be the center of attention, but now he’ll show just how tough he can be. he’s tall enough to set your cup on the tallest shelf of the bookshelf and won’t bring it down for anyone but you.
Warnings : modern AU, a few curse words, reader is gender-neutral!
Genre : fluff, crack
Word count : 0.5K words
Synopsis : A little ‘picnic’ with his lover every now and then was a slice of heaven for Connie.
Requests : Are closed for the time being.
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Connie could’ve sworn he’d died and gone to heaven. There was no other explanation as to how he’d ended up in this blissful position, back resting against a tree in the middle of the field he’d taken his lover to. With them resting their head in his lap, his fingers carding through their hair in an uncharacteristically gentle way, and his other hand plucking at the bush to his left, he thought it was impossible to feel any more relaxed.
The berries he picked were a bright mauve color, which he admired before dropping them into the small picnic basket they’d insisted to bring along on their date. He sniffed his pickings for a moment, before shrugging and popping one into his mouth. He gave a slight grimace at the sour taste that enveloped his tongue, but proceeded to chew on a few berries more.
His lover opened one eye, warily eyeing his actions, and watching as his lips grew stained with the vibrant juices dripping down his chin, “These could be poisonous, you know.”
“No they’re not,” Connie said, his fingers swiping at the berry juice on his chin, “Ah, shit, I made a mess.”
Giving him a certain look as they narrowed their eyes, they asked, “Well, how do you know that?”
With a shrug, he replied, “Gut instinct. And anyways, we’ll find out for sure later.”
“What do you mean by that?” they frowned, growing more uneasy by the second.
Folding his arms behind his head, he leaned back with a grin, “If it’s posionous then I wouldn’t live to prove you wrong.”
“Connie!” they sat up in alarm, hurriedly placing their hand under his chin, “Spit them out!”
“Already swallowed them, sorry.”
Groaning, they buried their face in his neck, “Fucking hell, you’re gonna be the bane of my existence, I swear.”
“Sorry,” he chuckled, though he didn’t sound in the least bit apologetic as he pulled them closer in his arms, and though his hands were a little sticky as they rested on the back of their shirt, they didn’t complain.
In an attempt to calm their furiously beating heart down, they nuzzled into the embrace, as his natural scent washed over their senses. He always smelled a bit like his aftershave; a breezy and chilling smell that was almost therapeutic to them, but now he also smelled distinctly of berries and clean grass.
“You smell nice,” they mumbled against his skin, warmed by the mikd sunlight filtering between the leaves of the tree.
Connie snorted, “Yeah, you quickly learn in college that as a guy who bunks with other males who barely shower, you kind of have to have at least one redeeming quality.”
They pushed off of his firm chest, gaping at his mischievously twinkling grey eyes, “No way, Jean doesn’t shower every other minute?”
Smirking, he shook his head, “He acts like a fucking prude, but he only ever showers when he knows he’s going to be meeting up with Mikasa.”
“Oh my fucking God,” they chortled, relaxing and cuddling back into him after the initial shock had worn off, “He’d have your head if he knew you’d told me.”
“Not if the berries kill me first,” he muttered under his breath, a slightly concerned look making its way on his face, now that they’d turned their head back away from him.
Hi~ I came to say I love your blog and your HC QwQ if you’re still taking requests. Can I ask for a HC of how some of the SNK guys (specially Reiner) behave when their s/o is on their period? Because this is the times when I feel the most body pain T-T
hi hi!! omg thank you so much, this makes me really happy 🥺😭 i'm so happy to read you like my blog 🤩 and yep i'm taking requests! and wow that one is nice, we on pain (T ^ T). i hope you like it!
❁ shingeki characters!
❁ reiner, eren, armin, jean, connie, porco, levi.
reiner:
- he’s so worried.
- literally he’s trembling because your body hurts to the point you need to cry
- “sweetie are you okay? do you want something?”
- you’re literally dying inside but managed to smile at him.
- “i’m fine, i need just a little bit of heat on my back, please”
- you were asking for a hot towel or something, but reiner put both of his hands on your back, rubbing it.
- his hands are always so hot.
- “does this help?” you nod.
- his hands rubbing your lower back felt so good you just wanted to stay like that forever.
- he always goes to the shop and buys pads for you, but you have to be really specific with the name cause reiner is afraid to fail and buy you some that are uncomfortable for you.
- “this ones? the girl of the market told me there is a new model but i thought maybe you don’t like it or something so i bought what you’ve asked for.”
- he usually helps with the domestic tasks everyday, but when you’re on your period, he doesn’t want you to move.
- “what do you want to eat?”
- “but i can cook...”
- “just stay there, maybe if you stand for a long time it will hurt more”
eren:
- he doesn’t know what’s going on the 90% of the time, but he tries his best to help you.
- he buys you pads but he got the wrong ones most of the times.
- he calls you while being in front of the menstrual pad shelf in the supermarket.
- “honey there are at least a hundred types of pads, what am i supposed to buy?”
- "just take normal ones with wings"
- he ended buying four different types for you to decide wich one you're using and giving the rest to your friends.
- "just choose the one that feels better and give the rest to mikasa or historia"
- he's so bad at care but you still appreciate his effort
- "should i prepare you a bath?"
- "please"
- he washes your hair while you're bathing and helps you to not die of cold.
- and he puts his hand on your breast while you sleep because he knows it hurts, and that way hurts less, being warm and held.
- he also lets you sleep half of the day without waking you up.
armin:
- he reads about every symptom you have.
- back pain? uterine contractions
- stomach ache? abdominal cramps
- desire to cry? hormonal imbalance
- he knows what happens to your body and knows how to take care of it.
- “i read that you should do some yoga positions to ease the pain.”
- you didn’t want to because it really hurts, but once he helped you, you felt better.
- he makes you eat healthy things because he knows chocolate will only make you feel worst.
- “i know you want to have pizza, but you need things with iron to avoid anemia”
- your periods were more bearable since you two started dating.
jean:
- cuddles cuddles cuddles
- he knows is physical pain, but he also wants to comfort you mentally because he knows that your period is also mental pain.
- “babe, i prepared you a cinnamon infusion, i’ve read that they help a lot.”
- right after giving you the infusion, he will wrap you in blankets and hug you a lot.
- “do you want to sleep? watch a film? go for a walk? just tell me.”
- he talks to you a lot to distract you from pain.
- he also hugs you every time you start crying from pain, massaging your belly, trying to make it hurt less.
- you cling to him while he kisses your hair.
- “i want to rip my uterus”
- “please wait until we have a baby”
- he likes to kiss you a lot, like even more than on normal days, to remember you that you have him by your side.
- and you’re really thankful for him.
- “if i could exchange myself for you, i would suffer them”
- that’s so sweet of him but he will probably die of pain.
connie:
- he tries to make you laugh but laughing feels like niagara falls down there.
- it's so uncomfortable you tell him to please stop.
- "sorry, sorry, i thought laugh would help you."
- he sits with you and watches your favorite series, even when he doesn't like them.
- he keeps kidding in any way, because is the only way he masters to make you feel better.
- "should i call sasha? she also has her period so you two maybe know what to do"
- you shake your head because you want to spend your clingy quality time with him.
- "wow i read on google that girls period syncronizates when two girls live togheter, like icloud sync?"
- "connie please my belly hurts if i laugh"
- "it was a serious ask!"
porco:
- he's sad because you're off that week.
- he wants to treasure you and hug you a lot.
- he's also soft on your period days.
- he treats you like a princess those days.
- and well, the rest of them too
- he also says that if you have high sexual desire he has 0 problem with doing it
- but in anyway he cares a lot for you.
- and he is always asking you what do you need.
- "a glass of water? a yogurt? ice cream? hot chocolate? cuddles? kisses? need me to leave?"
- "if you sit with me it would be nice"
- he's your personal desire maker, he does everything you want him to do.
- he also waits awake until you're able to sleep, and then he checks on you everytime you move or make a sound.
- "are you awake?" he usually whispers. when he has no answer, he continues sleeping.
- he wakes you up with a lot of kisses.
levi:
- he doesn’t care to wash your dirty clothes.
- he also prepares you hot drinks
- he pats your head everytim you tell him you're feeling worse
- he brushes your hair because he knows you love it.
- "your hair is so beautiful..."
- he prepares you bubble baths and gives you massages with lavender oil.
- he insists in buying pads together so if he needs to buy them alone, he will know which ones buy
- and he's the one that has control of your period to help you when it starts.
- he really worries when you got bad periods, when your head hurts and you can't eat.
- he rubs your stomach every time you ask him to.
- "is this cool? less pressure?"
- "no, it's on point..."
- he sleeps being the big spoon when you two usually sleep face to face, but his warm body against your back helps you with the pain.
- his arms are also heating up your belly.
- "are you feeling better?" he asks silently, but he only answer he gets is your quite breath back.
