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You sat on the pale grey stone, high on top of a hill, the breeze teasing your (h/l) (h/c) locks. You had a sad look on you face, silvery tears making tracks down your cheeks. You slipped down from the grey stone and started walking. You knew where you were going; you had made the same trip every day for three years now. You walked through the city to the headquarters of the recon corps, though the corridors until you came to your old room.
Dusty and abandoned, it hadn’t been lived in for years, how could it have been when its only occupant had died, three years before. You knew any moment now he would come, like he did every day. He didn’t see you as he walked past, he never did. He stood in the middle of the room, tears streaming from sky blue eyes. Armin Arlert. “(y/n)…(y/n)” he muttered your name over and over, his head in his hands, shaking fingers grasping at blonde hair. You watched him sadly, “I’m sorry (y/n)”
“It’s ok.” You said softly, though you knew he couldn’t hear you, not yet. “It wasn’t your fault.”
“(y/n) I’m sorry… I couldn’t save you…” he said between sobs, “…I should have done more.”
“Armin…” you sighed, moving closer to him, you stood in front of him as he slowly dropped to his knees. “You were the smart bookworm… not a hardened solider, It wasn’t your fault, you couldn’t do anything.” It saddened you greatly to watch this; he was always here, blaming himself.
You looked up when you heard the tell-tale creaking of floorboards. Two people stood in the doorway, Eren and Mikasa, you smiled, they might be the only two people in the world that could help Armin move on. Eren’s turquoise eyes were thick with watery emotion, and Mikasa had puffy red eyes, she had been crying, and more tears threatened descent down her face. “Armin,” she said softly, Armin looked over his shoulder and saw them. “Armin, we won the war.”
“It was thanks to everyone that we managed it Armin.” Eren said, his was voice think with emotion. “Thanks to you, and thanks to (y/n) too.”
“We want you to know that, Armin,” Mikasa said softly. “So that you can move on.”
You smiled as the reality dawned on Armin, “I’m…I’m dead? I died?”
“We’re really going to miss you Armin.” Eren said, “You were our best friend, you helped to save a lot of people Armin, it was your actions, your final attack that finally pushed the war in our favour, thank you.”
Mikasa broke down, tears spilling down her cheeks, Eren wrapped his arm around her and she buried her face in his chest, her moment of weakness. Armin watched them, his tears still spilling but not in the same frantic way as before, they were falling slowly and more controlled now, tears of relief. “Thank you guys.” He said, “But where will I go?” he looked at the dusty ground below him; he had no effect on this world anymore and the tears that hit the ground, disappeared.
You stepped forward, he knew, so you could reach him now. You walked around to his front. You placed a gentle hand on his shoulder and felt him stiffen under your soft touch. “Armin.” He looked up, blue eyes meeting (e/c).
“(y/n)?” he asked.
You smiled, “Hi Armin, you finally came to me?”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t save you (y/n).” he said, this blue eyes shining with his shed tears.
“Armin…” you shook you head sadly, “It’s my fault you died.” You admitted.
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“When I died, you went on a rampage, it ultimately caused you death, but you killed so many and it happened so fast… Armin you didn’t even know you were dead.” You let tears slip down your cheeks. “I couldn’t reach you for all this time, because you did know, I tried for three years, I’m so happy to finally see you.”
He got to his feet and embraced you. “It’s ok (y/n) we can be together now.”
“Do you think he’s gone?” Mikasa asked Eren. You both turned to look at the couple in the doorway.
“I think so,” Eren nodded “He’ll be with her now, I get the feeling she was here the whole time as well, waiting for him.” You smiled; Eren had known you too well.
“Yeah,” Mikasa nodded “(y/n) would have waited for him.”
You took Armin’s hand and you walked over to the couple, they couldn’t hear you but you spoke anyway, “Congratulations on winning guys.” You told them. “We’re together now, and we’re going to be ok.”
“Thank you for caring.” Armin said, “But we really should get going.”
“We’ll keep an eye on you though.” You added.
“Mikasa don’t be too harsh on Eren ok?” Armin laughed lightly. Then you both hugged them, they both shivered and you smiled at Armin as you both stepped back, hands still connected.
“Shall we go?” you asked.
“Yeah,” Armin nodded “let’s go.”
You turned to the window together, it was shining too bright for natural sunlight to cause, that was you way out. You gripped Armin’s hand tighter, and he squeezed yours in returned. Then, once you were both ready you stepped forward, into the light.
Dusty and abandoned, it hadn’t been lived in for years, how could it have been when its only occupant had died, three years before. You knew any moment now he would come, like he did every day. He didn’t see you as he walked past, he never did. He stood in the middle of the room, tears streaming from sky blue eyes. Armin Arlert. “(y/n)…(y/n)” he muttered your name over and over, his head in his hands, shaking fingers grasping at blonde hair. You watched him sadly, “I’m sorry (y/n)”
“It’s ok.” You said softly, though you knew he couldn’t hear you, not yet. “It wasn’t your fault.”
“(y/n) I’m sorry… I couldn’t save you…” he said between sobs, “…I should have done more.”
“Armin…” you sighed, moving closer to him, you stood in front of him as he slowly dropped to his knees. “You were the smart bookworm… not a hardened solider, It wasn’t your fault, you couldn’t do anything.” It saddened you greatly to watch this; he was always here, blaming himself.
You looked up when you heard the tell-tale creaking of floorboards. Two people stood in the doorway, Eren and Mikasa, you smiled, they might be the only two people in the world that could help Armin move on. Eren’s turquoise eyes were thick with watery emotion, and Mikasa had puffy red eyes, she had been crying, and more tears threatened descent down her face. “Armin,” she said softly, Armin looked over his shoulder and saw them. “Armin, we won the war.”
“It was thanks to everyone that we managed it Armin.” Eren said, his was voice think with emotion. “Thanks to you, and thanks to (y/n) too.”
“We want you to know that, Armin,” Mikasa said softly. “So that you can move on.”
You smiled as the reality dawned on Armin, “I’m…I’m dead? I died?”
“We’re really going to miss you Armin.” Eren said, “You were our best friend, you helped to save a lot of people Armin, it was your actions, your final attack that finally pushed the war in our favour, thank you.”
Mikasa broke down, tears spilling down her cheeks, Eren wrapped his arm around her and she buried her face in his chest, her moment of weakness. Armin watched them, his tears still spilling but not in the same frantic way as before, they were falling slowly and more controlled now, tears of relief. “Thank you guys.” He said, “But where will I go?” he looked at the dusty ground below him; he had no effect on this world anymore and the tears that hit the ground, disappeared.
You stepped forward, he knew, so you could reach him now. You walked around to his front. You placed a gentle hand on his shoulder and felt him stiffen under your soft touch. “Armin.” He looked up, blue eyes meeting (e/c).
“(y/n)?” he asked.
You smiled, “Hi Armin, you finally came to me?”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t save you (y/n).” he said, this blue eyes shining with his shed tears.
“Armin…” you shook you head sadly, “It’s my fault you died.” You admitted.
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“When I died, you went on a rampage, it ultimately caused you death, but you killed so many and it happened so fast… Armin you didn’t even know you were dead.” You let tears slip down your cheeks. “I couldn’t reach you for all this time, because you did know, I tried for three years, I’m so happy to finally see you.”
He got to his feet and embraced you. “It’s ok (y/n) we can be together now.”
“Do you think he’s gone?” Mikasa asked Eren. You both turned to look at the couple in the doorway.
“I think so,” Eren nodded “He’ll be with her now, I get the feeling she was here the whole time as well, waiting for him.” You smiled; Eren had known you too well.
“Yeah,” Mikasa nodded “(y/n) would have waited for him.”
You took Armin’s hand and you walked over to the couple, they couldn’t hear you but you spoke anyway, “Congratulations on winning guys.” You told them. “We’re together now, and we’re going to be ok.”
“Thank you for caring.” Armin said, “But we really should get going.”
“We’ll keep an eye on you though.” You added.
“Mikasa don’t be too harsh on Eren ok?” Armin laughed lightly. Then you both hugged them, they both shivered and you smiled at Armin as you both stepped back, hands still connected.
“Shall we go?” you asked.
“Yeah,” Armin nodded “let’s go.”
You turned to the window together, it was shining too bright for natural sunlight to cause, that was you way out. You gripped Armin’s hand tighter, and he squeezed yours in returned. Then, once you were both ready you stepped forward, into the light.
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Regrets (Armin x Reader)
You had never regretted joining the Survey Corps. When you were little, you had always dreampt of becoming old enough to join the military. While other little girls your age wanted to be princesses or be wealthy, you spent your time watching whenever the Survey Corps passed through your small village. Other children thought you were crazy for that. After all, joining the Survey Corps was basically a death sentence. When you had graduated at the top of your class in the military and refused to join the Military Police in favor of the Survey corps, others once again, called you crazy.
But you never regretted your decision, even when you saw p
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AoT: Care for you [Armin x Reader]
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"...[f/n]"
"....[f/n]?"
You open your eyes ever so slowly and saw the ceiling.
'wait... The ceiling?'
The last thing you remembered looking at was the sky while being on an expedition with the survey corps....
You look over to your left to see a small figure, opening your eyes a bit more, you saw him.
Armin Arlert, looking very worried and fidgeting with his hands. He had a bit of dark circles under his eyes showing signs that he has not been sleeping properly. Nevertheless, his eyes were still the brilliant blue ones that made you fall for him.
"[f/n]!" He started to cry.
You sat up and looked around the room. Judging by the app
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Weakness [Armin Arlelt x Reader]
He was both your weakness and your will. You would most likely give up and crumble if he was to ever leave, and yet you would most likely stand up and fight if he needed you. He was the flame that determined whether you could continue in the darkness or not.
You admired him, to say the least. Armin was your role model, if that was the right title. You loved how he knew almost exactly what to do and say. And yet, it hurt when he gave up. You could hear through the walls, wailing and sniffs, though he tried to be as silent as he could.
Most nights, you wanted to crawl out of your bed and lie next to him, comforting him, telling him it would b
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Ok... so this seems a little sad, but i think it has a happy ending. i don't normally write sad stories but this on came to me and i just had to write it down. Sorry about that.
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word warning! Once there was a little girl called Clarissa, she was ten-years-old and she lived in a mental hospital, because she killed her mom and her dad. She got so bad she went to kill all the staff in the hospital so the -government decided that best idea was to get rid of her so they set up a special room to kill her, as humane as possible but it went wrong the machine they were using went wrong. And she sat there in agony for hours until she died. Now every week on the day of her death she returns to the person that reads this letter, on a monday night at 12:00a.m. She creeps into your room and kills you slowly, by cutting you and watching you bleed to death. Now send this to ten other people on this one site, and she will haunt someone else who doesn't.
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Example 1: Jenny didn’t believe this and deleted it without even reading. the whole thing! A few days. later on the monday night, she was woken up by loud footsteps. and heavy breathing, there was. Clarissa standing there with a huge knife
This isn't fake. apparently, if u copy and paste this to ten comments in the next ten minutes u will have the best day of ur life tomorrow. u will either get kissed or asked out, if u break this chain u will see a little dead girl in your room tonight. in 53 mins someone will say i love you or I'm sorry
Example 1: Jenny didn’t believe this and deleted it without even reading. the whole thing! A few days. later on the monday night, she was woken up by loud footsteps. and heavy breathing, there was. Clarissa standing there with a huge knife