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At First Sight

Meeting platonic yandere titan!Eren. <3

Summary:

You are a cadet training to join the Survey Corps, and today you are supposed to train with a real titan! You're excited for the opportunity, but the titan gets... a bit affectionate...

Lil Notes-

Platonic yandere Eren

Everyone is aged up, regardless

Titans work different from canon

Titan shifters are somewhat normalized

Reader is ambiguously gendered.

Reader is an adult.

Wall Maria never falls

You couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement, as well as a twinge of nervousness in your chest. You'd be practicing with a real titan today! You'd heard of those folks before, shifters, you believed they were called. They looked human, but could transform into titans. Most folks gave them a wide berth, but they seemed pretty harmless to you. Well, they could technically kill you, but none seem particularly inclined to do so.

And, well, the titans outside the walls were the true enemies to mankind. They ate both humans and shifters alike with the same gluttonous glee. Just because shifters could regenerate and were more likely to survive attacks, didn't mean the titans didn't pose a danger to them. Once their nape is destroyed, they're just as dead as eaten humans are.

You quickly put on your uniform, strapping down the belts and fastening them as tight as they can go before they cut off blood flow. Carefully, you strapped into your ODM gear and headed towards the training field.

Training with real titans was an extremely useful opportunity, as the cut-outs don't fight back. Though, there were rules, it wasn't a free-for-all. For one, you had to use the blunt, wooden sparring blades.

You removed the shearing blades from your ODM gear, one of the instructors double checked that you got rid of them before letting you though.

The actual shearing blades were designed to kill titans, and you weren't exactly allowed to kill the volunteer shifters. None of them would volunteer if you were just allowed to kill them. Also, multiple cadets needed to practice with them, which would be hard if they died. Of course, they also had rules protecting the cadets. For one, the titan in question was not allowed to put any cadets in their mouth, excessive force was also disallowed. The exercise was meant to be realistic, but they can't have the titan killing cadets, that also isn't helpful.

Though the volunteer shifters were allowed, encouraged even, to loom over and try to frighten cadets. Picking cadets up was also allowed, provided they don't try to squeeze them to death.

Just in case though, experienced soldiers oversaw the exercise, ready to take down the titan if need be.

You lined up with the other cadets, straining your neck to get a good look at the shifter. He was a young man, with long brunette hair and striking green eyes. An older woman, probably his mom, had a death-grip on his arm, and was speaking to Siades. He seemed bored, gazing out at the crowd around him with a deadened expression. His eyes widened when they met yours, the dead look now gone.

Confused, you looked over yourself. Did you put your pants on backwards again? You didn't see anything off about your outfit, so you looked back up. But the man was no longer staring at you, instead listening to Siades' instructions.

"While I encourage you to scare the shit out of these morons, you are not allowed to inflict any physical harm, whatsoever! Am I clear?!"

He nodded. "Crystal, sir." His voice was surprisingly a bit on the husky side, he also sounded completely dead inside.

Siades turned to you and the other cadets. "This is Eren Jaeger, he is our titan volunteer for today! The goal of this exercise is simple! You are to use your ODM gear and fight him like he's an enemy titan! Hit him with the wooden blades and he will pretend you injured him. The goal is to strike him in the nape. DO NOT USE REAL BLADES! DO NOT GET CAPTURED! DO NOT LET HIM LICK YOU! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!"

"SIR! YES, SIR!"

From what you understood, the nape of the neck was a very sensitive area for titans, so even in that form he would be able to feel any strike to it.

Eren stood a ways back before biting into his hand. There was a loud boom, and a flash of light, and just like that, you had a fifteen meter titan to fight. The cadets took turns, each challenging Eren one-on-one. Perhaps to make up for the fact that he wasn't allowed to kill any of you, he could use his full human-like intelligence. It was something that normal titans didn't have, but it's never good to underestimate an opponent.

It was kind of funny, how some of the highest scorers against the cut-outs were easily grabbed and licked by Eren. And so many simply froze up when it was their turn, only able to scream as he picked them up and licked them. 

…It was really good that he wasn't there to kill anyone...

Though, some did manage to hit him, one did a fake out before zipping in to hit him on the nape. He gave a low groan, rubbing the area when one cadet hit him particularly hard. As smug as you felt at the other cadets for failing, you couldn't help the shudder of your heart when it was your turn.

The titan, he loomed over you, the sun at his back, casting him and you in shadow. You only barely got out of the way when he reached for you. Adrenaline pumping, you blasted around him. Aiming for his nape, you shot forward. The breath caught in your throat as his massive, clawed hand closed around you. He easily pulled the anchors out of his body. You couldn't move your arms, both pinned by his thumb.

As his hand brought you closer to his mouth, all rational thinking left you. All you could think was that you were going to die, right here and right now. You shut your eyes tightly, waiting for the end...

…

You opened your eyes, feeling the rumbling purrs of the titan as he... nuzzled you. He purred loudly, rubbing his head against your body like a fucking cat.

"Eren! Focus!" Siades shouted.

Eren growled lowly before licking you. You shivered and groaned as he gently set you on the ground. You walked away, frantically trying to get his saliva off of you.

"Ough... Gross..."

Thankfully, it wasn’t too long before it fully evaporated. He continued “sparring” with the other cadets, though he seemed a bit distracted. His emerald, cat-like eyes always found their way to you. The titan would hold a screaming and squirming cadet in his hands, look you in the eyes, and lick them. You tried to duck out of the way, but no matter where you stood, Eren’s eyes would find you.

Unfortunately, your shifting around caught Siades’ attention, and he sent you out for round two against Eren. The titan’s eyes lit up at that, if he had lips, you were certain he would’ve had a shit-eating grin. He eagerly rushed you, leaving you almost no time to get out of the way. You aimed for his achilles tendens this time. Before you could hit him, however, you were snatched out of the air once again. His large claws caught your cloak, choking you slightly. The titan dangled you in front of his face, a playful look in his eyes.

So this is really just a game for him…

He started purring, taking his time to drag his tongue across your body before setting you back down. You walked away, feeling slimy and disgusting as the steaming saliva slowly vanished. You had been excited for this exercise earlier, but now, you feel like you hate everything.

x~x

After the exercise, one of your fellow cadets approached you. You recognized the blond as Armin Arlert, well known for his intellect, not so much for his physical prowess.

“Hi! I’m Armin, one of Eren’s friends.” He had a bright smile on his face. “I couldn’t help but notice that Eren seems to have taken a liking to you.”

“Yeah…” You said, still remembering the weird purring.

“You should come and hang out with us! I promise he’s not as weird as he seems. He could just… use more friends.”

You shrugged. “Alright, fine.”

What’s the worst that could happen?

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Cathexis Avium 2

Been kinda procrastinating on this one. Had writer's block. U_U

Content Warning

Blood

Lil Notes

Wild titans AU!

Reader is ambiguously gendered and an adult.

You yawned and stretched, feeling oh so… comfortable. You were swaddled in soft fur that was just absurdly comfortable. Laying there for a few moments, a dread began to creep in when you realized that you didn't have any furs. Let alone ones to sleep on. Slowly, and awkwardly, your eyes opened. The lids stuck together like they'd been glued.

With a groan, you rubbed your eyes as looked around. Chilly air clung to any part of your skin out of the furs. Shivering, you built up your resolve and got out of the fur pile. The furs had been piled around and built up like an animal's nest. A giant, animals nest. You had to exercise quite a bit of caution trying to get down from it.

Once you got a proper look at where you were, you froze to the spot.

Titans. So, so, many titans… You were completely surrounded by point-eared titans. You'd uh… heard stories about how they kill for fun, and will toy with their prey to a sadistic degree. Your mind flooded with mental images of how they would bite into their prey while it was still alive and struggling…

But… how in the world did you get here? What on Earth did these monsters want with you?

A group of them approached you, two males and one female. The larger male carried a bowl of sorts in its hands. It knelt down before you, pushing the bowl up to you like some sort of offering. Inside was a blood-red, chunky stew that had a strong, metallic smell. You looked up in confusion and the titan chirped at you, pointing to the bowl.

While you felt starved, whatever they were trying to feed you didn't look appetizing…

You tried to back away, but the titan grabbed you and set you down in front of the bowl. When you made no move to eat, it nudged you forwards towards it. After several minutes, the titan seemed to give up. It gobbled down the stew for itself before making chittering noises at the others.

The titans didn't let you go, however. No, the larger male lifted you up into its palm. You assumed you were about to be eaten, when you heard it make a wrenching noise, and a new dread filled you.

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Yandere Prompt Fic - Platonic ReiBert 7

Prompt by digital-nova

Tied down to a hospital bed to prevent an escape attempt.

CONTENT WARNINGS

Yandere behaviors, infantilization, drugging

Lil notes-

Reiner and Bertholdt are adults and married, you are the platonic element to the relationship.

Not canon compliant.

Reader is an adult.

Reader is ambiguously gendered.

Reader is from Paradis.

You used your ODM gear to go from rooftop to rooftop. A titan had been spotted in the area. Thankfully, the area was able to be evacuated without any casualties, but the titan had yet to be found. Your heart raced as you scanned the streets.

You also had no idea how the titan had even gotten in. The other soldiers ran the length of the walls, and there weren't any breaks. You anchored onto the bell tower and began to pull yourself to the top of it, when you felt a sudden sting in the nape of your neck.

You reached up, assuming you'd been stung by a bee. Dread filled you as your fingers brushed a dart sticking out of your neck. Before you could attempt to grab it, a burning pain invaded your body and you found yourself falling limply to the ground. Before you could hit it, strong arms caught you.

"Mission success. Heh, I can finally go home…" Reiner's voice echoed though your mind as you lost consciousness.

x~x

You blinked, the sterile white ceiling slowly becoming more clear. Your mouth is dry, you feel incredibly disoriented, and uncomfortably warm. You're laying on a bed, thick leather straps holding you down.

You look around, desperate for something familiar. You spot a man with black hair, and dark circles under his eyes.

"Bertholdt?"

"Oh, you're awake." Bertholdt says. He seems so much taller with you laid out. He's… wearing an outfit you don't recognize. A strange tan suit with a bright red armband. You find yourself staring at the symbol on it, your faded mind can't seem to make sense of it…

Bertholdt's hand on your face pulls away your attention. "Hey. You're okay. You're safe."

"Where… am I?" You're slurring your words.

"You're in the hospital, undergoing treatment." He's writing on same papers.

"What're you doing?"

"Just boring grown up stuff, you just focus on resting."

You scoff. "I'm an adult too, Bert." You said, annoyed.

"Mmhmm."

"Bertholdt."

"Yes, sweetheart?"

Bertholdt is just being Bertholdt, it seems.

"Nevermind…" You stare up at the ceiling. "I think Reiner might be a traitor."

"Oh? What makes you say that?"

"After I got hit by a strange dart, he caught me and said something about 'mission success.'"

"Hmmm."

"I get that he's your friend, but can you please take this seriously?"

"That's just the fever talking, doll." Bertholdt said, gently.

"No! He did something! Bertholdt, you need to-"

Reiner walked into the room, he was wearing an outfit similar to Bertholdt's. He seemed a bit surprised that you were awake.

"You're awake."

You flinched when Reiner attempted to touch you.

"What's wrong, sweetie?"

"Fever's got them a bit paranoid." Bertholdt explained.

Reiner hummed. "I see." He sat down next to Bertholdt. "How's the paperwork coming along?"

Bertholdt groaned. "It's a lot, but I'm taking it down one page at a time." He sighed. "Who knew adoption would be so difficult."

"No kidding." Reiner said with a grimace. "You'd think they'd make it a little easier, considering we brought them the candidate they wanted."

"What?" You asked.

The two of them looked up at you, like they had forgotten you were in the room.

"The brass wanted to test some new titan serum they came up with." Reiner explained casually. "Unfortunately there aren't nearly enough human test subjects here in Marley. Well, not ones that they could use without consequences. So, we picked you up off the 'uninhabited' island of Paradis."

Mouth agape, you looked over at Bertholdt, who shrugged.

"That's about the gist of it." He elbowed Reiner. "Though I don't know why you decided to tell our child that." He hissed.

"They deserve to know." Reiner said calmly. "Not like they can do anything now, anyway. There's no cure for the infection. And besides, when they see how much we're going to spoil them, they'll be so thankful that they'll grovel at our feet."

You screamed. You screamed and thrashed in your binds. You kept screaming until someone dressed in white came in and injected you with something. Too weak to scream any longer, you simply laid there as the two held you, purring.

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REWRITING THE SCENE WHERE MARCO DIES FOR ONE OF THE PROMPS AHHHH

"Reiner, Bertholdt? I'm sorry, but… what… were you talking about?" Marco asked. The two stiffened, and turned to face him. "You would transform into… a titan? And a founder of some kind is in our class?"

Reiner looked nervous. "Marco… everything you just heard was… a joke." He didn't look like he was joking. No, he, he looked terrified for some reason.

Miiiiiight include this in infection vector, but I might end up re-writing it when I get around to that part of the fic. Who knows.

Anyway, I'm planing for this to be at least the gist of what happens during this part in my fic! :3

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MORE CABIN AU WITH EREN PLEASEEEEE 🗣🗣🗣🗣

:3

Thought it would be fun to explore a bit of how Eren's titan shifter behavior would effect things hehe~

Living with Eren was… difficult to say the least.

You sat awkwardly as Eren purred and groomed you. His rough tongue felt like he was trying to scrape away your skin, but you remained silent. He didn't quite like when you rejected his attempts to groom you. He didn't hit or yell at you, he just got really sad and would cry and slink away.

He seemed to groom your nape the most, regularly leaving a sticky, disgusting smelling wet spot behind your head.

When you weren't being smothered in tongue kisses, he'd rub against you, or sit at a distance and slow blink at you. Through trial and error, you've learned that the best response is to slow blink back. Though, this usually put him into a cuddling mood.

You still weren't sure how to turn him down when he wanted to play fight. Running made him chase you. Fighting back just encouraged the behavior, and pulling on his whiskers did nothing to discourage him.

Well… at least he was apologetic when you got hurt. And he'd lighten up for a while, but still, nothing made him realize that you didn't want to spar with him. At least not like that.

Not to mention the fact that you had to convince him that you couldn't eat raw meat. That trying to would make you deathly ill. Thankfully, he opted to let you cook food for yourself.

Still… no matter how you prepared it, it all had the same… fleshy taste and texture. You could only wonder if you'd caught something all the way out here, in the unknown. Something that messed with your senses and ability to tell time.

Nothing ever made sense here.

But you could never quite figure out why.

How'd you even get here in the first place?

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Yandere Founding Titan Eren

Oooough. I just wanted to quickly jot this down. Yandere FT!Eren chasing you down with his centipede ass body and fucking t.rex arms. *smacked*

CONTENT WARNINGS

Yandere behaviors

Summary:

You are being chased, hunted, hounded constantly by the monstrous titan you once called a comrade.

Lil notes-

Reader is an adult.

Reader is ambiguously gendered.

Not canon compliant.

No Rumbling, Eren is by himself.

The blood froze in your veins as you felt the gentle vibrations in the ground. You sat up, frantically getting out of your bed roll. Heart racing, you stared out at the horizon, you could see him in the distance. The many bone spines sticking out from his massive body as he slowly marched across the landscape, the slight shift of each rib as they moved across the ground like a centipede's legs.

Your hands shook as you packed your things, you already knew that you didn't have enough time to eat and pack, you'd slept in too long. He was too close. Your breath caught in your throat, a deafening roar rocked the landscape.

He had spotted you.

Birds fled from their nests, animals cried out as they bolted in all directions. You haphazardly threw your things onto your startled horse, before hopping onto her back.

The ground shook as you rode. You looked back for only a moment, to see him gaining on you, fierce green eyes burning with determination. You pushed your horse, but she was too tired to go any faster, the two of you hadn't gotten a proper nights rest in several days. Always having to wake up after a few hours because of Eren's relentless chase.

You didn't know what he wanted, and you really didn't want to find out.

A massive shadow falling over you made your heart nearly stop. You leapt from your horse, tumbling hard against the ground as a giant, bone hand grabbed at thin air. Your horse fled, and you struggled to your feet when you found yourself lifted into the air. A scream tore from your throat, your heart thundering in your chest. Another hand curled around you, forming a bony cage. A deep rumbling echoed around you, the vibrations pulsed through your body like an earthquake.

The way Eren looked at you made you shiver. He seemed absolutely giddy to finally have you in his possession. Your mind went numb from fear. At his size, it would be a near impossible task to oppose him. Not that anyone would try, you were some nobody soldier. Titan fodder.

A sacrifice to appease the monster you once called your comrade.

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Hippocratic Devotion

Platonic yandere Grisha with isekai'd reader... ough...

Part I - Part II - Part III - Part IV - Part V(Eventually)

CONTENT WARNINGS - These are not chapter specific, and apply to the fic as a whole.

Yandere behaviors, manipulation, vomiting, gaslighting, drugging, forced false identity, parasitic infection, hallucinations, body horror, loss of autonomy, Grisha weaponizing his status as a doctor, unwanted medical procedures/forced medical procedures

Summary:

One day, while taking a hike, you somehow find yourself in the AoT world. Shortly afterwards, you are examined by Dr. Jaeger to make sure you don’t carry any diseases that could infect the population of wall Maria. He injects you with something he claims will help prevent you from becoming sick, only to fall ill with a strange infection.

Things only spiral downwards from there…

Lil notes-

Titans work VERY differently than they do in canon.

Reader is an ADULT.

Reader has trypanophobia and iatrophobia.

Reader is female.

Wall Maria never fell, things are generally pretty peaceful in the walls.

You took a deep breath. The air was fresh, the sun high, and all of your worries melted away. The giant redwoods loomed over you, it was so cool to see these ancient trees that grew to the height of multistory buildings. You looked up at them, spinning around when you found yourself tripping and tumbling down a small embankment. Your body ached as you got back up, you hit your head, but you didn’t seem too injured. Climbing back up, you gently rubbed your aching head. Looking around, you realized that you had wandered off of the trail.

And the worries were back…

“Shit.” You muttered under your breath, looking around. To make matters worse, your phone was no longer in your bag. It must’ve fallen out when you slipped down the embankment. You leaned over the edge, your head throbbing. However, you didn’t see anything that resembled it. Carefully, you climbed down and began frantically searching through the rocks and dirt. Your heart raced, sweat building on the back of your neck. It was then, that you realized something much more dire.

The forest had gone silent.

There was not a single chirp, or buzz. Just, dead silence. It had become so quiet, you could hear the faint groan of the looming trees. You could almost swear you could also feel the shifting of the continental plates…

A loud thud startled you from your thoughts. A person?! Decked out in ODM gear?! Had landed next to you out of nowhere.

“What are you doing out here?!” They demanded. They had a thick, German-sounding accent. “It’s not safe for soldiers, let alone civilians! There are titans!”

Before you could retort that titans aren’t physically possible, the person grabbed you and launched into the air. They carried you with ease, the giant stone walls soon coming into view. As you flew up to the top, you saw a couple of titans standing below. You passed out from the shock.

x~x

You awoke laying on a simple bed. The first thing you noticed is that your clothes were changed, the colorful logos now replaced with dull, solid colored peasant clothes. You sat up frantically, only to double over when a sharp pain rung through your head.

Okay, you might’ve hit it a little harder than you initially thought…

Your bag was also missing, it was only you and the strange clothes on your back now. Confused, you laid back, looking around. It was a large, simple room, with big windows and rows of medical cots. It looked like a really old medical facility. There were only a handful of people there, a smattering of scouts with various injuries. They all looked at you, like you were the odd one here.

A man walked up to you, you recognized his stupid hairstyle right away. Grisha. Eren’s dad. So, it must’ve been before… that happened. Though he couldn’t have had too much time left, as he wasn’t young looking at all, the lines on his face were clearly defined. He greeted you with a friendly smile.

“Hello there.” He offered a hand. “I am Dr. Jaeger. I just need to do a simple examination to make sure you aren’t ill with anything before we can let you in the walls proper.”

“Eh. That’s fair.” You said plainly.

“What’s your name?”

You told him your name, without thinking too much of it. Only thinking better of it, when he commented on how odd your name was.

He handed you a small loaf of bread. “Here, I’m sure you must be quite hungry.”

Ough. Come to think of it, you were starving. You took the bread from him. “Thank you.”

He smiled kindly at you. “You’re very welcome.”

You were a bit surprised at how well you could understand him, with his incredibly thick accent. If you didn't know any better, you would've said he was speaking an entirely different language...

He examined you as you ate, carefully inspecting you for bumps, boils, rashes, asking about any symptoms you were experiencing.

“My head hurts.” You groused. “I fell down an embankment and hit it…”

He hummed. “You may have a concussion. I heard that you passed out when they brought you here. But- You are awake and alert now, so it’s probably nothing too concerning.”

“Maybe…”

“You don’t feel nauseous, do you?”

“No.”

“Disoriented? Confused?”

“No, my head hurts, but I feel fine otherwise.” You were confused, but for… uh… different reasons.

He nodded. “That’s good. Just try to take it easy for a bit.” He gestured to your shirt. “Lift it up, please. I need to check your heartbeat and lung sounds.”

“Alright…” You lifted up your shirt, and he pressed the cold end of his stethoscope to your bare flesh. You took a deep breath to avoid flinching.

He hummed. “Another deep breath, please. Mmhmm… One more… And, yup, everything sounds normal.” He paused. “Well, your heart is beating a little on the fast side, I assume you’re feeling a bit nervous?”

“Err, uhh… yeah…” Doctor phobia strikes again…

“That’s alright.” He said calmly. “The fast heart rate would’ve been a bit concerning if you weren’t feeling on edge.” He smiled sweetly, gently patting your shoulder. Grisha reached into his medical bag pulling out an unlabeled vial and a syringe. He filled the syringe with the fluid. “I’m going to give you something to help prevent you from getting sick…” He looked up, seeing you pressed against the bed board, eyes wide with fear. “What’s wrong?”

“Needles…” You could barely get it out, feeling on the verge of tears.

Grisha set the syringe down on the medical table. “Deep breaths.” He said calmly. “Just try to relax, I’ll be quick.”

“No, no, no!” You tried to fling yourself off the bed, only for him to grab you. You screamed, expecting to get jabbed, only for nothing to happen. He wrapped his arms around you, rubbing your back, soothingly.

“There, there. I’m not holding the syringe, see?” He showed you both of his hands, which were empty. “Just stay right there. I’m going to make you some tea to help you relax, okay.”

“Can we just… not do the injection? If everything else looks fine, I don’t want to do it.”

“I’m sorry.” He said kindly. “But it’s necessary.” He got up, leaving you there.

It wasn’t too long before he returned with the tea. He pressed the cup into your hands. You sipped it. It was extremely sweet, mixed with the herbal flavor of lavender, and something else. Like a chemical taste, underneath it all… You ignored it, it was probably just the tea flavor, ugh. Though, once you were done, you started to feel… woozy. Grisha caught you as you were about to fall over. He laid you onto the bed, holding your arm and injecting you as you passed out.