( 𝗦𝗘𝗫𝗧𝗔𝗣𝗘, 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗜𝗜 )

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄
" WEDDING CAKE "

THEY'RE SO PRETTY, IT HURTS.
IM NOT TALKING 'BOUT BOYS, I"M TALKING 'BOUT GIRLS
THEY'RE SO PRETTY WITH THEIR BUTTON-UP SHIRTS.
AND THEY'RE SO PRETTY, IT HURTS.

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cringe warning ahskskd

- 𝟭𝟬.𝟯𝟬 𝗔𝗠,
YOU AND THE GUY'S SHARED CONDO.

"I didn't wake him up, no." You tell Armin as he quietly opens the door and enters, wiping your hands on your sweatpants and licking icing off your finger quickly.

"Good." He says, quickly putting the back of candles down next to you.

"I can't believe it." You sigh, picking up the icing bag once more and leaning forward to do it perfectly.

"What can't you believe?" Eren asks, stretching as he picks up his bowl of cereal.

"That we almost forgot about his birthday. i hate myself.." you chuckle under your breath, a small sigh escaping your lips as you stand back up to inspect the cake.

Armin laughs softly, and Eren reaches over to pick up some icing on his finger but you slap his hand away.

"Yeah, no." You snort, and Eren huffs.

"Whatever. Is it done?" He groans.

"Yes, it is."

You pick up the candles and gently place them on top, trying your best to put them on perfectly.

"Done. Go wake him up, now bitch. Daddy wants some cake."

Armin punches him in the arm, and your roll your eyes pulling him by his hair, and making your way to you and Jeans room, where he was on his phone, still in bed.

"Get up, we have something for you." You smile, walking over to him.

Jean sits up, and looks to where you were standing in front of him.

"Morning to you too, princess." He laughed, moving your shirt to kiss the side of your stomach, as he was still tired and had no desire to move yet.

You shake your head, smiling as you pull him up.

"Just follow my lead, kay."

You stand behind him, and put your hands over his eyes, and walk slowly to the kitchen to where Armin and Eren would be.

It was a struggle for some damn reason, but you ended up making it.

You take your hands away from his face and move next to the other dudes, and you all exclaim,

"Happy Birthday!"

"Oh my god, thank you guys." He smiles, still groggy from his slumber.

"Eren forgot about the cake, so, we were whipping it up all morning. Well, more y/n, since I was out getting like candles and stuff."

Armin rubs the back of his neck, and Jean quickly kisses you on the cheek.

"I'm sorry we couldn't celebrate your birthday like we normally do together." You whisper to him, and he chuckles.

"As long as you're with me, I couldn't have asked for more."

-

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- 𝟯:𝟬𝟬 𝗣𝗠,

"Jean, we're gonna be late.." You groan, slipping on your shoes as your boyfriend is still preparing himself.

You were going to be one of the bridesmaids on Historia's side, and couldn't spare another minuted back at your place or you would ruin the wedding for everyone.

"I know, love. I'm working here. Besides, it's my birthday."

You chuckle, rolling your eyes and grabbing your light jacket. Although it was April, and hot in Colorado, it would be cold atop of the mountain where the two women would wed.

You put your finger on your chin for a second, before calling out to Jean again as you make your way to your bedroom.

"Make sure to grab some Advil, pleasee." You hum, fixing your hair in the mirror one last time before he finally exits the bathroom.

"Well?" Jean asks you, spinning around before tossing you a small bottle of advil for possible headaches.

"You look fine." You smile, fixing his tie and vest so he looked a little more presentable, also fixing his own hair quickly.

You attach the flower to his vest, and kiss him on the cheek.

"Very handsome."

"I'm glad" He kisses your temple, and you smile.

"Me too. But we gotta go, babe."

𝐒𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐀 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊,
THE WEDDING OF YMIR AND HISTORIA.

It was beautiful at the overlook.

The alter was decorated where Ymir and Historia would shortly become wife and wife.

Butterflies and bees were hovering lazily over the grasses a little far off, as the wedding was outside.

You wave Jean away to the mens tent, and follow Sasha, who happily takes your arm to bring you to see Historia and the other women. You were expected to do her makeup.

"Ohmigod.." You swoon as you enter the tent.

Her dress was long, a beautiful shade of creamy white, fixed with lace. She looked fucking stunning, and you made sure to tell remind her of that.

- 𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗧 𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧,
THE NOT-SO BACHELORETTE PARTY.

"Dude at least i wasn't the one with Marco's dick up my ass." Sasha yawned, raising her champagne glass to her lips.

Currently, you all sat in the living room of your Condo, since Jean, Eren and the other men were at dinner together.

Mikasa's eyes widened, and everyone burst into laughter, working up the amount of embarrassment in the room.

"You fucked?!" Historia squealed, and you pull the eyeliner pen away from her eyes, and sigh, your lips curving into a small smile.

"Yes, but that was a whi--"

"I knew it! Before Jean, right?" Annie asks, pulling up her blonde hair into a tight pony so she could check her face for.. nothing.

"Yes, Annie. Before Jean." You laugh under your breath, grabbing her chin softly and going back to doing the bride-to-be's eyeliner.

"No way. Does he know?" Hange asks you, giving you a moment to finish up before you could do anything else.

"Yes, he does."

"How did he take it? Was it good?" Ymir throws you another two questions.

"He took it fine! I told him it was like.. a long time ago! And, yeah, it was." You groan, closing the pen on the eyeliner and rubbing your tired eyes.

"Damnn.." Sasha smirks, laying her head down on a pillow and pulling it closer to her face.

"You guys suck, oh my god."

A pillow hit you in the face, and you gasp, trying to find the spot where it came from. Mikasa was there, a rebellious and determined look on her face.

"No. Not now, please." You plead, quickly dodging another pillow from elsewhere, and you shriek.

"You're all ganging up on me now! I'm the maid of honor! I want justice!"

"When I get married," Reiner said , tugging at the collar of his own shirt, "I won't be bothering with any of this. You can all wear what you like, and i'll keep my mum away until after the ceremony."

"Like you'll get married." Eren teased, fixing his tie in one of the tall mirrors.

Outside a hum of excited chatter grew louder and louder, drowning the sound of the bees as the crowd approached the tent.

"What Jaeger said." said Connie, craning his neck a bit.

"You guys are so mood-draining, on god." Jean laughs, running a hand through his hair and leaning back in his seat.

"You're just saying that cause you got the girl." Bertoldt rolls his pretty eyes, a small laugh escaping his lips.

"Am not! And, that doesn't even make much sense." The man with ashy-brown hair snorts, brushing down his pants.

"Whatever, She's hot. You're lucky." Eren ties his hair up into a loose bun, and puts his hands in his pocket.

"Yooo I smell a tag-team?" Connie jokes around, earning a slap on the back from Jean. Everyone couldn't help but snicker at his comment.

"Jesus, Connie."

"I'd hope we don't get run-over by the bride." Mikasa says sarcastically as you all make your way out of the tent, and outside.

There was a breeze, and gray clouds above your head. Not the best for a wedding day, but it worked.

"Wait, wheres Ymir's cousins..?" You hiss, looking around only to spot them and a few other children playing in the grasses.

Reiner quickly sends Gabi over to them, and she pulled them back to the group with ease.

"Thank you, love." You smile, ruffling her hair and directing them on how to correctly do their small little job and she gives you a happy thumbs-up.

"Y/n." Jean looks at you, quickly kissing you on the cheek before linking arms with you, as did Annie and Armin from behind you.

"You need. to pay attention to this, Jean.." You whisper, quickly fixing the decorative flower on his vest once-more.

"Sheesh, Sorry" He chuckled, caressing the back of your hand softly. Gabi was in front of you, as well as the other kids, since she was pretty much in charge of them.

A sense of jittery anticipation had filled the seating area, the general murmuring broken by occasional spurts of excited laughter.

Then, the music began and Ymir's parents strolled up the aisle, smiling and waving at relatives happily.

As you and Jean made your way up-front, Floch wolf-whistled and there was an outbreak of giggling from the children, and even a couple adults, although he quickly got told to 'shut the hell up', by his sister.

You wink at him, and you and your boyfriends separate as you step up onto the platform all while watching the others follow you.

Then the crowd fell silent, watching as Mr. Reiss and Historia came walking up the aisle.

While her radiance usually dimmed everyone else by comparison, today it beautified everybody it fell upon.

You were close enough to Ymir to see the crystal clear tears that rolled down her tanned cheeks, and you nudge her with your bouquet

"Ladies and gentlemen,

We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of two faithful souls..."

-

"Do you, Ymir, take Historia Reiss.."

In the front row, Ymirs mum and Mrs. Reiss were both sobbing quietly into scraps of lace.

"...then I declare you bonded for life."

Ymir placed her lips on Historia's, grabbing her waist as applaud erupted in the crowd, which drained out the sounds of nature.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" called the marriage officiant, her platinum blonde hair being swept to the side as a wind hit the mountain, "I give to you, Mrs and Mrs. Historia Reiss!"

They all stood up, and cheered as the newly wed couple excitedly made their way back down the aisle, where you followed, Jean and the others close behind you in a formal pattern.

You were happy it was a private, family and a little bit of friends only wedding, really. It was nice like this. Not too many people, and it was just right.

- 𝗚𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗢 𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗛,
WEDDING RECEPTION,

"We should go and congratulate them!" said Gabi, standing on tiptoe to see the place where Ymir and Historia had vanished amid a crowd of well-wishers as if she was tall enough.

"It's huge, though.." Falco whispered as everyone entered, as they were one of the firsts.

"All right if we join you?" Armin asked you and Jean, Eren close behind him.

"Of course." You smile, and Jean nods before looking to the side. You were all heading to the second level of the ranch, where the reception was being held, so you could all get your food.

"Hhhngh i'm starving.." Eren groaned as soon as he took a look at the cake.

"I know, me too. Maybe Y/n will bend over for me later." Jean huffed, adjusting his vest only to receive a slap on the back of the head.

"Sorry, princess." He laughs, and so does everyone else around you guys. Including you, as you couldn't be agitated with him whatsoever.

-

Armin aimed a kick at Jean under the table, but caught Eren instead. Eyes watering in pain, he lost track of the conversation for a few moments. It only faded as you stood up from your seat, and picked up your microphone.

It went quiet.

"Hey everyone, and welcome. For those of you who don't know me, I'm one of many of Historia's best friends, and official maid of honor. Historia has asked me to say a few words tonight, but before I get into this half-assed speech i'm going to give you, I'd like to thank Ymir's parents, who are our wonderful hosts for the evening"

You pause.

"I've known Historia and Ymir for years, ever since we started filming together. And I knew right off the bat they would get on my good side. Yet, I have to be honest and tell you that I didn't take to Ymir as fast as I did Historia, for some reason. A bitch was aggressive back then, to be honest."

Soft laughter bounced off the walls, and you open your mouth to speak again.

"Still, I saw how much she cared for Historia, and I saw how happy she was when she was with Ymir, so when they started dating the summer after season two, I can say truly that I was overjoyed.

Historia could bring anyone out of their shell the moment she talked to them, and her affect on Ymir really shone through every dim light in the world. Ymir also taught Historia about the little things, like how to.. survive a zombie apocalypse, or a vampire army."

More laughter hit the room, and you smile.

"When they came back for season three, I knew I had a lot of third-wheeling in my future. Which yes, did happen."

Your speech went on for another two minutes, and you sit back down, a little bit of applaud hitting you square in the chest.

- Soon enough, your food was served, and you were all chatting and enjoying yourselves.

You were in charge of checking on Gabi and Falco to Reiner and Ymirs request, as they practically see you as a babysitter.

Which wasn't even the worse thing.

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A/N

next smut is gonna be..
[sweat]

OH AND THIS WAS SHIT IM SORRY
I CANNOT WRITE A WEDDING

( published, 3/28/21 )