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Sympathy 4 (Armin x reader x various) Aot/SnKIt wasn't long before Annie realized her mistake. She tried to not think about it too much, but she couldn't avoid the fact that she now had her hands tied. She desperately wanted you, but at the same time was lessening her chances by protecting Armin. However, your satisfaction was her top priority, and if that involved the blonde boy, then she would do what she felt was necessary to keep her promise.~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Though Shardis had dismissed the trainees for the afternoon, today you had insisted Armin that you help him with his "physical disadvantage," which was promptly followed by a snide comment from an eavesdropping trainee."As if she hadn't been complaining about it last night." Jean silently sneered to Marco, who shifted and nodded in agreement. Jean's arms crossed over his chest as he huffed and glared at Armin."Maybe he's been bad all this time; she was just too nice to say otherwise." Jean continued with a smirk. "I wouldn't be surprised. I mean, look a
Sympathy 5 (Armin x Reader x Various) Aot/SnkSympathy VMarco sat on the edge of his bed, face buried in his hands as he thought over today's earlier events; how he let down his façade; how he had stupidly blocked Annie's kick. Marco abruptly held in his breath. It was at this moment that Marco had discovered the question he needed answered for his tricky situation.What am I going to do about Annie?Marco groaned and slumped over, not bothering to greet Jean when he sat down beside him."Hey," Jean casually greeted. "You okay?" He asked. "You look kind of sick, you know, looking pale and all." Marco ran a hand through his hair, sighing as he looked at his friend from the corner of his eyes."I'm not sick." Marco replied. "I'm stressed.""About what? The upcoming exam?" Jean guessed. "It's just on titan physiology, so you should be fine when you-""I didn't mean that." Marco said in an even voice, trying to keep himself calm. "I meant--" He paused, briefly glancing around before leaning in close. "Annie." He wh
Gentle: I [Marco x Reader x Jean]September, Year 847The summer had been dastardly hot. The buildings were blurred with the heat-induced haze, and vegetables rotted in their stands in the crowded marketplace.One figure stood out, adorned in a dirtied cloak, the hood pulled far up. September was just as hot as the month previous, an unusual occurrence. The cloak was drenched with sweat. Weaving in between people, the conspicuously tall enigma was forced to crouch down. Once out of the crowd, the hood was drawn back slightly, revealing a muddied, scratched face. Messy clumps of matted, __ hair were hanging down, plastered onto the girl’s face. She coughed raggedly, looking around her.This was what _____ was reduced to. Sneaking around, resorting to unskilled thievery in an effort to fill her ever empty stomach. She had lost a third of her body weight, making her already-tall figure oddly lanky and gangly, resembling a moose. Her arms and legs were too long, making it nigh impossible to travel without being