ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
A/n: Blood,mentions of cutting,angst and maaayybbee fluff
You've been warned~
_________________________________________________________________
You've been warned~
_________________________________________________________________
You were sitting by yourself once again, underneath that cherry blossom tree that became your permanent lunch spot for the past three years. Being a loner had its advantages, the big one being that no one would question you as to why you always wore long-sleeved shirts or jackets all the time even when it was sweltering hot. You thought you were invisible, that no one would ever take the time to talk to you, let alone notice you.
You were dead wrong however
Blue eyes were watching you from afar, a frown etched onto his face as he let out a disgruntled sigh. He hated the fact that he was painfully shy around girls, mostly you in particular as his fingers ran through the blond locks of his hair in frustration,his friends watched him with small frowns of their own.
Was Armin a certified genius?
Without a doubt
Was the boy at the top of his honor's class?
Of course he was!
Yet not even his precious books and notes could give him the answer to the question that ate at him inside day and night.
Just how am I gonna talk to her?
It was going to be another day at school, your fellow peers whispering behind your back when you walked by and it made you mad at the least that they wouldn't have the balls to say it to your face
'Pitiful humans' you thought to yourself as you reached your first class and sat by the window far in the back, your [color] eyes staring out at the morning sky before you plugged your headphones into your ears and listened to your music. You thought you felt someone staring at you but shrugged it off, thinking it was only in your head.
"There she is, all by her lonesome" A girl not far away would whisper to one of her friends, watching you close as they continued to gossip.
Armin, of course, heard the vicious whispers and snaky comments made about you and it would be an understatement if he said that it didn't bother him at all. He knew there was more to you then you made everyone believe, then again its always been one of his so called "intuitions" when it came to the people around him and you were no exception to that.
'I wish I was like Eren or even Jean. They probably wouldn't have any problems walking up to her and talking and here I am, just watching her like I've been doing for the past two years.'
Yes, what started out as a little crush soon turned into full blown infatuation for the blond haired sweetheart and this had been going on for two years and he knew that it would continue if he didn't grasp at the chances that were obviously given to him.
He wanted the chance, yet it seems the future would have a very humorous way of presenting itself to him when he at least expected it
-To be Continued-
Just how am I gonna talk to her?
"Armin,maybe you should just approach her and try to talk to her normally" Eren Suggested, his turquoise eyes looking at his closest friend in concern while patting his back
"Easier said then done...I may be book smart, but when it comes to the subject of love, I might as well be hiding behind the walls of the library" The blond male said dejectedly, looking towards you again as he took in every feature of you and committed it to memory.
You had your [length] [color] hair set down for today, a hair-clip would be holding your bangs back a bit while [color] eyes scanned the page they were currently reading. You once again wore a long-sleeve black v-neck, fingertips barely poking out of the end of the sleeves while your white skinny jeans stood out against the black knee-high converse that you wore on a daily basis.
To most, your choice in colors and clothing would be questioned but to Armin, he thought it fit you well. You were an enigma to him, a mystery he wanted, no NEEDED to solve and most importantly, the girl he had fallen deep for.
Those words always screamed at you through your mind at night and at times, you would be able to bear it but not tonight. Slender fingers would raise up one sleeve of your v-neck, revealing red, irritated lines that were the results of those screaming and ever negative thoughts. The other sleeve was soon raised, the same lines seen on your skin before your slender fingers picked up something cold and sharp against your fingers.
"hello old friend...we meet again" You sung softly to yourself, eyes staring down at the paper cutter in your hands before you pressed it down onto one part of your skin that wasn't marked and slid it across, hard enough to where blood flew onto the bathroom sink below you. This deadly tango of steel against skin went on for a while before you felt relief wash over you, a soft 'clink' echoed in the restroom as you laid into the tub and stared at the ceiling for hours on end before succumbing to sleep's everlasting call.
==Next Day==
You felt sore the moment you woke up and wondered why until you remembered where you had fallen asleep. Spots of red would be seen against the white porcelain tub, making you groan at the mess you would have to clean yet again before standing up slowly and stripping off all of the clothing on your body. Warm water soon covered your body as you started the shower, making your stiff muscles relax and the dried blood that was crusted on your skin and cuts wash away easily along with what stained the tub.
After the relaxing shower, you made sure to cover up the new additions with gauze and tape after disinfecting them with hydrogen peroxide. You slipped on some white jean shorts and a black-sleeveless turtle-neck, a black leather jacket would hide the white color that stood against your skin and of course if anyone were to ask, you would come with some kind of excuse as to why your arms were bandaged. Soon after slipping on your knee-high boots, you grabbed your bag and keys before walking out of your apartment,
"Easier said then done...I may be book smart, but when it comes to the subject of love, I might as well be hiding behind the walls of the library" The blond male said dejectedly, looking towards you again as he took in every feature of you and committed it to memory.
You had your [length] [color] hair set down for today, a hair-clip would be holding your bangs back a bit while [color] eyes scanned the page they were currently reading. You once again wore a long-sleeve black v-neck, fingertips barely poking out of the end of the sleeves while your white skinny jeans stood out against the black knee-high converse that you wore on a daily basis.
To most, your choice in colors and clothing would be questioned but to Armin, he thought it fit you well. You were an enigma to him, a mystery he wanted, no NEEDED to solve and most importantly, the girl he had fallen deep for.
=Later that day=
'Pathetic' 'waste of space' 'freak'
Those words always screamed at you through your mind at night and at times, you would be able to bear it but not tonight. Slender fingers would raise up one sleeve of your v-neck, revealing red, irritated lines that were the results of those screaming and ever negative thoughts. The other sleeve was soon raised, the same lines seen on your skin before your slender fingers picked up something cold and sharp against your fingers.
"hello old friend...we meet again" You sung softly to yourself, eyes staring down at the paper cutter in your hands before you pressed it down onto one part of your skin that wasn't marked and slid it across, hard enough to where blood flew onto the bathroom sink below you. This deadly tango of steel against skin went on for a while before you felt relief wash over you, a soft 'clink' echoed in the restroom as you laid into the tub and stared at the ceiling for hours on end before succumbing to sleep's everlasting call.
You felt sore the moment you woke up and wondered why until you remembered where you had fallen asleep. Spots of red would be seen against the white porcelain tub, making you groan at the mess you would have to clean yet again before standing up slowly and stripping off all of the clothing on your body. Warm water soon covered your body as you started the shower, making your stiff muscles relax and the dried blood that was crusted on your skin and cuts wash away easily along with what stained the tub.
After the relaxing shower, you made sure to cover up the new additions with gauze and tape after disinfecting them with hydrogen peroxide. You slipped on some white jean shorts and a black-sleeveless turtle-neck, a black leather jacket would hide the white color that stood against your skin and of course if anyone were to ask, you would come with some kind of excuse as to why your arms were bandaged. Soon after slipping on your knee-high boots, you grabbed your bag and keys before walking out of your apartment,
It was going to be another day at school, your fellow peers whispering behind your back when you walked by and it made you mad at the least that they wouldn't have the balls to say it to your face
'Pitiful humans' you thought to yourself as you reached your first class and sat by the window far in the back, your [color] eyes staring out at the morning sky before you plugged your headphones into your ears and listened to your music. You thought you felt someone staring at you but shrugged it off, thinking it was only in your head.
"There she is, all by her lonesome" A girl not far away would whisper to one of her friends, watching you close as they continued to gossip.
Armin, of course, heard the vicious whispers and snaky comments made about you and it would be an understatement if he said that it didn't bother him at all. He knew there was more to you then you made everyone believe, then again its always been one of his so called "intuitions" when it came to the people around him and you were no exception to that.
'I wish I was like Eren or even Jean. They probably wouldn't have any problems walking up to her and talking and here I am, just watching her like I've been doing for the past two years.'
Yes, what started out as a little crush soon turned into full blown infatuation for the blond haired sweetheart and this had been going on for two years and he knew that it would continue if he didn't grasp at the chances that were obviously given to him.
He wanted the chance, yet it seems the future would have a very humorous way of presenting itself to him when he at least expected it
-To be Continued-
Literature
Marry Me? (Armin x Reader AU!) Part 1/2
Marry Me? (Armin x Reader AU!)
Armin couldn't do anything but watch. Well, he could have went up to you and that guy, wrap his arms around your waist and tell the jock you had a boyfriend. But who am I kidding? The guy would have laughed at him and anyway, you probably already realised he was so much better than him, right?
So Arlert stayed sitting at his office desk, watching you talk to the new recruit (well that's what M. Erwin calls them) by the opening of the door and wonder if he would ever gatter up the courage to finally ask you The Question.
He continued watching you laugh at whatever the recruit was saying and saw Eren approachin
Literature
Losing You (Eren x Depressed!Reader) (AU)
No matter what he would tell her, she'd never listen.
Eren didn't know how many times he'd try to tell her that she wasn't what she thought of herself to be. She had allowed her mind to succumb to the pit of depression and self-hatred that had consumed her everyday life, she wasn't the girl he'd fell in love with. Though he despised her actions, he never once scolded her for it, because he knew that depression wasn't something to scold about, it wouldn't help it.
Despite how much he tried to talk to her over the issue, she would never seem to listen, maybe she'd give a meager nod, but it never mean't a thing. He would try to encourage her b
Literature
Bookworms 1/2 (Librarian!Armin X Reader) Modern!AU
Ah, the library. So quiet, so peaceful. It was extremely large, with books stacking against the walls, and even a staircase to get to the top shelf. It's the perfect place to go in college if you're looking for somewhere to finish homework or just read a book. In your case, it was both. Every day after your classes, you'd go to the library, and do your homework, then stay there and read until the librarian told you to get out. Sweet little thing she was. She preferred people call her by her first name, Christa. She'd stay in the library just a little longer so you could enjoy your time. She was technically your only friend. Making friends was
Suggested Collections
Featured in Groups
© 2014 - 2024 KiraAmaterasu
Comments15
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
I should have a badass scene in the next part.