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COMPETITION

Description: You are a fellow member of The Survey Corps. A member that everyone wants to be with.

Content: Slight NSFW mentions, swearing. Eren is still an ordinary scout.

“Oh, fuck off, Jean!”

Eren’s unfortunately familiar voice blasted through the mess hall. It was one of those days, apparently, one of those days in which commanders, captains, and soldiers alike would roll their eyes at the never-ending bickering between Yeager and Kirstein. They would munch on their servings of bread, chewing into the stale grain with every bit of annoyance they commonly felt when Jean and Eren would ruin meal time with their conflicts. A little rookie, a sweet girl with hair as red as fire, was even familiar with the tired routine. She hadn’t even been on her first scouting mission yet.

Like some sort of ritual, inevitable clockwork, Mikasa and Armin would rise in between the two boys, who glared holes in one another as they clenched their fists at their side.

“Guys, please, not tonight,” Armin would plead, plastering on a nervous grin.

“Eren,” Mikasa started, grabbing the brown-haired guy’s wrist in an attempt to de-escalate the situation, “don’t.”

Sometimes, they would listen. Sometimes, they would sit back down without a fuss, spending the rest of their meal time muttering to their friends about each other. And, other times, it would take Captain Levi giving them a quick and terrifying kick to the stomach to sort them out.

It was the same routine for years and years, starting long ago, when they were only trainees at the age of twelve, to now, when they stood as skilled soldiers at the age of nineteen.

But today, Eren ignored them.

So did Jean.

Neither one of the boys would back down without a fight, even if their faces, red with anger, ended up meeting Captain Levi’s boot.

No.

They would fight long and hard if necessary.

Neither one of them planned to give up fighting for something–or, someone–they both wanted.

You.

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Eren’s bright eyes flickered away from Jean’s intense glare for only a moment. He saw you, quite a short distance away, sitting with your friends. You froze. Your beautiful eyes that he loved so damn much watched the scene taking place between the soldiers, widened with curiosity over what could possibly be going on. The warm potato soup you scooped up with your spoon was starting to spill back over into your bowl from your lack of movement. You were friends with both Jean and Eren. Close friends. Known each other for years. Cadets of the 104th. Because of that, seeing them fight was as common and expected as watching the sun rise and set each and every single day. However, when Eren’s eyes locked with yours for only a brief second, you knew something was different. You watched them carefully, but without the slight clue that they were fighting over you.

Armin glanced over at you as well, but you didn’t notice his big blue eyes staring. The poor boy’s throat dried to a crisp. A small bead of sweat fell from his moist forehead, and he swallowed nervously.

He raised his hands defensively between Jean and Eren. Everyone would assume that Arlert was simply nervous over the thought of them getting into a fist fight during dinner time, but no.

Deep within himself, his own rotten secret was twisting up inside of his gut, making him feel sick. His eyes danced between Eren, Jean, Mikasa, and you.

After all, if anyone knew what he wouldn’t dare utter with his own tongue, he would have been right in the middle of Eren and Jean’s rage.

Armin wanted you too.

The blonde soldier was known for his brilliance, and being as smart as he was, he knew exactly why Eren and Jean wanted to smash each other’s faces in. Of course, neither one of them happened to be the best at keeping their crushes a secret, but you still did not manage to catch on. Armin, to his own shock, was quite good at hiding his crush, at least, in his own eyes. Truth be told, Armin tended to get shy and blushy around everyone. Therefore, he acted the same way around you that he apologetically acted around others.

He glanced around the mess hall. He wondered how many others had a crush on you as well. He could imagine that most people did. In the world they were regrettably forced to live in, with the enemies they were bred to endure, love was the only thing anyone had left to fight for. Love was the driving force that sent soldiers to their deaths on horseback. Love was the reason why friends and family lived and died for each other. Why Eren pulled Armin out of the jaws of a titan. Why Mikasa saved Eren over and over again. Why Jean’s mom wrote him letters and made him food. Why anyone bothered to get out of bed and live another day in a world that couldn’t have been any different from Hell.

And you?

With those beautiful eyes that everyone got lost in. That body that everyone wanted to hold, touch, and see. That laugh that made everyone wonder if that’s what the entrance to Heaven sounded like. The bravery that saved lives during missions. The kindness that made everyone want to keep fighting for humanity.

You.

Damn you.

Damn you for making anyone and everyone feel this way.

Jean wiped the away the moisture from his drink trickling across his upper lip, his eyes never daring to sneak away from Eren’s, even when Yeager snuck a quick peek at you from where you sat, still and cautious, frozen with a spoon full of soup as you watched them with wide, curious eyes. Everyone watched them. Silently.

“What’s going on this time?” Sasha mumbled, her dumbfounded expression over the current escalating fight brewing in the middle of dinner time not quite contrasting against her common behavior, as she reached for another piece of bread, nevertheless.

“I don’t know,” you mumbled back to her, your best friend.

Captain Levi sipped on his tea, his poker face not vanishing for a moment as he watched Jean and Eren.

“Do you think we should intervene? This could get kinda ugly!” Hange scream-whispered, the commander’s visible eye widening as they looked at Levi with great worry.

Levi said nothing.

He knew what this was all about.

He was either extremely observant, or all of his fellow soldiers and comrades were plain stupid. It was obvious to anyone who wasn’t underneath your spell what the fight was about. However, little did poor Eren and a clueless Jean know that they weren’t the only ones who wanted you.

Armin, the very person trying to break up the fight, wanted you just as badly.

And so did Connie.

And Sasha.

And Reiner, and Bertholdt, before they left.

The new, nice guy with the weird haircut.

The girl with the long hair.

Levi could bet that others did as well. With that bittersweet knowledge, he took another sip of his tea.

“E-Eren, Jean, listen,” Armin swallowed thickly. “Don’t fight. You’ll get in trouble, and…” he leaned in, dropping his shaky voice just a beat below a whisper, “she won’t like it.”

His words seemed to snap some sense into Eren and Jean. The trance of glaring hatred that they were trapped in broke instantly. They fidgeted, their eyes darting everywhere, cheeks burning red with embarrassment.

Armin caught a glimpse of Mikasa’s confused face. She heard what Armin said, and truth be told, it saddened her. She knew exactly who her friend spoke of, and she despised the thought of Eren liking someone. Someone that wasn’t her. Armin gave her an encouraging nod, and Mikasa touched the red scarf wrapped around her neck.

The smaller guy wasn’t quite sure why he didn’t let Jean and Eren make a fool of themselves. It would have started to thin out the competition for your heart, putting him in the lead above the two, assuming there was some sort of ranking, and that he was lacking.

“Whatever,” Eren uttered, glaring down at his bowl of food as he sat beside Mikasa once more. “Let’s just eat.”

Jean retreated back to his own seat. He felt a bit embarrassed, as the entire situation kicked off simply from overhearing Eren talk about how he was able to train with you all day. Eren spoke innocently, mentioning your name casually as one would do a friend, but Jean knew better. He knew that Eren was bragging. Purposely bragging loud enough for Jean to hear, wanting to plant the ugly seed of jealousy within horseface.

“Nice that you were able to train with Y/N and all, but all that fighting wont change the fact that you’re a little runt!”

“What’d you just call me, horseface?!”

“I called you a little runt!”

“Oh, fuck off, Jean!”

And, now, dinner continued in silence. A small buzz of conversation persisted passively between each group of comrades, but Eren and Jean stayed quiet. So did Armin. And everyone else who had a crush on you. They each looked around at every face at every table, wondering who all held the same feelings for you.

Mentally, each one of them made it a competition between themselves and their unknown competitors.

A competition for your heart.

“Jean, that idiot, he better back off if he knows what’s good for him! Y/N’s as good as mine!” Eren thought, frowning angrily at his bowl of cold soup.

“Watch your back, Yeager. You might have all the cool powers or whatever, but I don’t mess around either, especially when it comes to her,” Jean thought, his chin resting in his palm, his light brown eyes glancing over at you.

“Maybe…maybe asking Y/N to train with me would be a good way to spend more time with her without upsetting anyone,” Armin thought, ripping tiny pieces of his bread off mindlessly as he plotted.

“I know what I’ll do! I’ll make her my favorite meal! I know I’d fall in love with someone if they made me my favorite meal, it has to work!” Sasha thought, smiling sweetly at you.

"I've gotten a lot stronger lately, and more good looking if you ask me. Maybe I should go ahead and ask Y/N out or something...right?" Connie thought, chugging down his soup.

Captain Levi smirked. It was a small, gentle movement of the face, one that hardly existed at all. As he finished up his cup of tea, he glanced over at you.

You smiled at your captain shyly.

“Fools,” he thought. “Don’t they know that this isn’t even a competition? After all, I’m the only one who gets to hold her. Kiss her. Take off all her clothes. They’re fighting for something I’ve already won.”

Levi nodded in your direction. You knew exactly what that meant. You hopped up excitedly, mumbling an excuse to your friends as to why you needed to leave dinner early.

As you made your way to where Levi would be fucking your brains out tonight, he waited a few moments before following you out of the mess hall.

It was just as he thought.

Levi had already won the competition.

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the fic series "unexpected" by @battoddster is plagiarized from ao3 user @pontmercy44's fic written in 2017. the fic is completely copied and pasted as some names weren't even replaced. just thought you should know.

Thank you so much for telling me. They deactivatwd their blog so there is not much I can do, but the fact that there were people who really found comfort in the fic really pisses me off, as someone who wrote little fics I can’t really imagine how it must feel that your work is being plagiarized.

Proof: https://reylofic.tumblr.com/post/176290735471/hi-can-you-help-me-find-a-reylo-fic-about-pregnant

 Hey gurll, I've always wanted a match up and here I am 😭🙏🏻💖 thank you so much for this and feel free to ignore this if your not comfortable with my ask!!!!💞

I'm Mey, pronouns she/her, 18y.o. I'm an infp, Taurus to the core! I like to camouflage myself in the crowd and absolute avoid center of attention but well, it finds me:) I would say I'm pretty friendly and awkward at first, but as you get to know me my goofier side comes out. I'm pretty selfless and selfish at the same time, I feel like I'm always there for people to give them a shoulder but when it's my turn there's nobody. I'm selfish in the sense id put myself FIRST! no way anyone else comin der. Not Matter what. My peace of mind comes first before anyone. I bake and I'm an artist, love to relieve stress and pressure thru sketching or painting (maybe that's why I'm so good at it :-)) I don't like when people are disrespectful, hate loud people in the morning, I'm sorry but I don't like any carbonated drinks idk why ;_; and I absolutely don't like people who love to brage in any way. I hate talking about the shit I'm going thru, and I always like to give this 'im absolutely okay' vibe, maybe cuz I don't want them to see my weak side. It's hard for me to open up. But I always have an ear to listen to you. Well I'm 5'7, short brown hair and eyes (I got crazy long thighs 😭) , chubby cheeks and round face. Gender preference male (aot, haikyuu), I like someone who's respectful, can make me laugh and is goofy, cute. AND I'm pretty(I mean a lot) clingy and I'm always down for cuddling and hugs and the physical touch. Not in public tho, maybe a lil>.< Genre preference fluff/smut (*・x・)/ And that's about it! Tysm and have an amazing day! 💖

I match you with...

¡! Jean Kirstein ¡!

Why?

hear me out, you are like 'not hating but kinda there to lovers trope'. you found out you had more similarities than differences, and that he is actually a super cute guy. Your relationship is based in communication and affection.

general headcanons:

¡! SFW ¡!

you were best friends with Sasha and were applying for the corps. There you met Jean and company, he wasn't much of your taste because of how obnoxious he could get, always bragging about his abilities.

with time you got to know him better and why was he like that. the reason was a crush with Mikasa and his jealousy for Eren, he wasn't like that really, just wanted to be noticed by the one he cared for.

two years had passed since you had joined the survey corps, and Jean was a bit quiet? something was off from him, you didn't pay much attention to it.

Jean understood that Mikasa wasn't interested in him and stopped trying to persuade her, his rivalry with Eren didn't stop but was much more controled. He was more mature.

a sudden interest came from you, now, one of the closest friends of Sasha was kinda attractive and that mullet of his was certainly points extra.

You started talking cuasually, some "hey"s and "how are you"s were traded between a sudden interest came from you, Jean being his flirty self did started to show off trying to get your attention but a simple "stop that, I like you being yourself" made him realize that it was too overwhelming.

now you were like 'everybody knows they like each other except themselves trope'. even Eren was routing for you.

actually, it was Eren who encouraged Jean to confess. Jean told you he liked you with a bunch of flowers he found in the forest. they turned out to be purple tulips and red carnation.

Jean since day one established that communication to him was very important and that he would be there anytime you needed something.

he respects your boundaries.

he would try to put you first, does care if you do the same but understands your beliefs.

comforts you the best he can, long hugs, forhead kisses, tender caresses and some advice if you ask for them.

lots of girls want him but he is loyal to the core, would never cheat on you

will cuddle till death, he is a loveball

he would prefer you to be a bit clingy in public but not to the point of making uncomfortable other people

will pepper your face with kisses all the time

his morning voice is like angel's singing, god praise and value that raspy tone 😤

loves to draw you, he gifts you only the best ones tho, mostly are just doodles of you two doing shenanigans

loves seeing your work and is always intrigued in your artistic process

"babe can I hang this in my room?"

cooks delicious but bakes horrendous, please do him cupcakes, he loves them

will tickle you in the morning to get you up for duty

he has a lot of sarcastic comments, most of them are bad, but you end up laughing because of how bad they are

pet names he will use are babe, bubs, baby, darling, sweetie, and only for soecial ocassions honey

likes to grab you by the waist

cooking dates! or more like those cliché romatic dates where he cooks dinner along with candles, rose petals and old music in the background

very cheesy but puts a lot of effort in it, and the food is 10/10 and the night surprise too 😩🙏🏼

the world he lives in is very curel and horrible, you made it shine and for that he will always have a space in his heart for you <3

¡! NSFW ¡!

he is a thighs man

so when he first saw you so vulnerable he went crazy

your bare core oh so inviting to him

his fingers work wonders and his tongue too

loves to spank you

you + riding him = him in heaven

when he cums he moans

he gets addicted to your taste so expect him eating you out everytime he can

loves to be teased in public, his girl trying to turn him on with lots of people around huh, he's in

one of his fav positions is doggy because he can be deeper in you and gets to grab your ass and thighs

bondage

please overstimulate him while he's tied up

cries when he gets to much stimulation, he likes it but will never admit it

blowjobs are a must too

his cum is thick and tastes quite good ngl, not salty, just perfect

he has big thighs too

sensitive in his lower stomach

his abs 😩😩😩😩

lick his nipples, trust me

he's big in general, his dick is not the exception

around 7 in, pink when he gets horny, trimmed, and some veins on the side

a lot of cuddle sex

degrade him when you are riding him. like PLEASE DO IT.

[purple tulips: loyalty] [red carnation: pure love] [dandelions: hope and happiness]

¡! song recommendation ¡!

he would put this song to dance with you 😭💖