Do u still make requests? If possible can u do the aot boys with shy reader? Hehe
Aot boys x Shy!Reader || Levi, Eren, Armin
Levi Ackerman
He would never admit it out loud, but your shyness absolutely feeds his ego a little.
He already knows he’s short. He’s accepted it. But the way you hover just slightly behind him in new spaces, fingers brushing the back of his jacket, eyes darting away when someone looks too long? It does something to him.
“Yeah, I might be short,” he’d mutter under his breath after catching a scout staring, “but look how cute my girl is.”
He’s hyper-aware of your personal space bubble. The second an overly loud, touchy scout leans in too close, Levi’s hand is on the small of your back, guiding you away without a word. His glare alone is enough to clear a three-foot radius.
Around others, he’s controlled. Blunt. Dry.
Alone? Filthy.
You’ll be avoiding his gaze, pretending to focus on something trivial, and he’ll tilt your chin up with two fingers.
“You gonna keep staring,” he murmurs, voice low and deliberate, “or you gonna do something about it, doll?”
He loves that only he gets to see you open up. The way your voice steadies. The way you tease him back when you’re comfortable. The rare laugh that slips out when it’s just the two of you.
That’s his.
And he guards it like everything else he cares about.
Eren Yeager
At first, he was convinced you didn’t like him.
You avoided eye contact. Your answers were short. You stiffened whenever he got too close. Eren, who has never been subtle a day in his life, took that personally.
It wasn’t until a late-night expedition, both of you stuck on watch while the others slept, that he understood.
The fire was low. The air was quiet. You were softer in the dark.
“Armin and I always wanted to see the sea,” he said, staring into the flames. He paused, then glanced at you, almost shy himself. “I hope you’ll be there the day we do.”
You didn’t say much. Just nodded, cheeks warm, hands tucked into your sleeves. But your eyes were bright, and that was enough.
He fell for the quiet parts of you.
The way your face flushed when someone new introduced themselves.
The way your laugh slipped out unexpectedly once you felt safe.
He loved that laugh more than anything.
You never did see the sea with him.
And when he stands in front of your grave, wind tugging at his jacket, he closes his eyes and pretends you’re still there beside him, staring out at endless blue.
Armin Arlert
Two shy people accidentally forming the most powerful shy alliance the Scouts have ever seen.
You sit beside each other at meetings. Not speaking. Just existing in the same quiet frequency.
Your friends constantly try to drag you into social situations. Jean will shove Armin forward. Sasha will push you from behind. It’s chaos.
You and Armin developed a system.
When meeting someone new, you both stand there in silence for a beat too long before whispering:
“You go.”
“No, you.”
You’ve even made it a game. Whoever lasts longer without introducing themselves wins.
Armin usually folds first.
But the second he sees you buffering too hard, eyes wide and brain clearly offline, he steps in smoothly.
“Hi, I’m Armin. This is Y/N.”
Later, when it’s just the two of you, he’ll laugh softly about it. Not teasing. Just fond.
With him, you don’t feel pressured to be louder. Or braver. Or different.
You’re just two quiet people, choosing each other anyway.
note: tiny boy on valentines day is the cutest. i love armin so much ahhhh. here are some hc’s of what valentines day with armin would be like in a modern au! ♡
armin x gn!reader
warnings: none
pretty boy here loves valentine’s day as much as you. he’s aware that it can be seen as a silly holiday, but it’s an excuse to be overly affectionate with you since he gets worried about being overbearing sometimes
will kiss you silly all day.
he’ll say he’s going to run and get you guys coffee, and comes back with flowers and a heart shaped box of chocolates (along with the coffee he promised).
he gets you tulips! he gets you a bouquet of red ones. he really likes the meaning of them, as they convey how deeply in love with you he is.
asks you to make funfetti cupcakes with him because they’re his favorite.
you both secretly keep sneaking the batter into your mouths, until he catches you and tells you he’d been doing the same. you both burst out laughing at how dumb you guys are for eating raw cake batter.
he blushes and gets really shy when you tell him how handsome he looks that day, especially when you both get ready to go out for your dinner reservations he made.
he will not stop staring at you, and continuously waxes poetry about how ethereal you look the entire night.
also can we canon armin as a poet/writer in modern scenarios? it fits him so well. him being a writer means he’s very good with words and that’s why he keeps spitting poetic verses to you.
you guys live in the city, so you walk to the restaurant your reservations are at. you take your time, holding hands, occasionally bumping into one another as you talk amongst yourselves.
will pull your chair out for you and push you in when you go to sit down. such a gentleman.
his soft lil giggles as you eat.
you say something really funny to him and he chokes on his wine, almost shooting it out his nose. gets flustered at this because his laugh was loud and caused a few people to look over at you guys.
maybe you guys live in a seaside city and after dinner go to the beach and walk along the sand, sea lapping at your toes while you walk. shoes in one hand, the other is clutched in his.
soft, gentle kisses under the moonlight in front of the water.
you have your arms wrapped around his neck, and his hands are on your waist.
he leans his forehead against yours and just tells you how deeply he loves you, he couldn’t imagine a life as dreary as one without you in it. actually starts crying as he’s telling you all of this.
you have to kiss his tears away, telling him you love him just as much. you are two halves of a whole. soulmates if you will. ♡
