#aot darius

summary/aot!modern au: after darius zackley imposed an anti-abortion law on paradis, zeke yeager orders reiner braun and bertolt hoover to make a stand.

heavily inspired by the fanfics by @libiraki who is my favourite blog for dark bnha content! this is based of a modern au I have for aot and was written on my phone so sorry about spelling errors!

estate stohess, a modern little block of houses located in the town sina, a town which was famous for being full of rich snobs and smug assholes. assholes who believed whole heartedly that their lives were so much better then everyone else’s, that they had the last say in the way the town and county they lived in ran.

the city in question, paradise, was a sick place, riddled with men and women alike who suffered from lack of shame and empathy, deciding on rules that could make even a grown man fall to his knees in tears. ironically, there was nothing akin to a paradise about it.

one of these rules, one that made reiner braun’s and bertolt hoover’s fearless gang leader wallow in self pity, was an anti-abortion law. women were forced to keep their children, no choice given to them.

usually watching your leader cry would show weakness, but all it showed the members of marley (what people in paradise had began to call the group of young reckless youths who had been fighting the sway of politics in their town) was that zeke yeager was a man who cared about the people, and wanted to put an end to all their internal agony. even if it meant playing dirty.

“is this the right place?”

“yeh.”

“are you sure about this?”

“yeh.”

“reiner.”

“what?” sat in a small, dark blue mini cooper, the black and blond haired duo in the front of the car appeared rather comical. for instance, reiner was practically spilling out of the little leather drivers seat, his broad shoulders uncomfortably rubbing against the car door and bertolts body, his left thigh being punctured by the cup holder in the middle of the two. bertolt had other problems, he was so tall the top of his head was painfully smooshing into the roof of the car, his neck having to crane to the side whilst the knees of his legs were extremely close to poking into his chest because of the lack of leg space.

reiners hazel eyes met bertolts pale green own, and within them he could see his hesitance. the uncertainly about doing what they had been tasked to do. fidgeting nervously with his hands once again, bertolt asked for a second time now he well and truly had his friends attention. “are you sure about this?”

the honest answer, the truthful answer was no. reiner wasn’t sure about this. he wasn’t sure if he was willing to carry the sins of their task on his shoulders, yet what he did know was that he was sure about proving a point. he was sure about their cause.

“. . . yeh.”

knock, knock, knock.

the front door was cute. a soft green lavender, highly secure. there was no handle on the outside, just a key hole, and the door bell had a little camera imbedded into it. not that there was any problem with that. that was the whole point. zeke yeager had stressed the importance of darius zackley opening the app on his phone after his three hour meeting to see two armed assailants wearing masks stood on his door step, his unassuming daughter sat around naively inside, only to realize he was to late.

this was the problem with paradise, the problem with people who idly walked around the streets of stohess. they were so unassuming. so stupid. to think they were untouchable.

“just a second!” you called from inside, the muffled noises you produced seeming like a dream to reiner and bertolt. did darius keep you so well protected you didn’t know the significance of checking who was at the door at twelve o’clock at night before opening it? “coming!”

the sweat radiating off bertolt from under his set of heavy duty clothes made reiner himself start to feel nervous, shaky even. the hand wrapped around his knife feeling a little looser then what it did before.

both men knew you prior to this moment all to well, hence why they were specially picked by zeke to go through with this task. they had went to school with you, remembered how you would dress in tight tops and short skirts, remember how you’d sneer at them from down your nose, make fun of them and taunt them from high up on your pedestal. reiner remembered one time in particular when you had laughed at bertolt, who came walking out of the boys toilets drenched in water as he trailed out after eren yeager, who had clearly given him a swirly along with his other friend floch forster. you had managed to snap a few pictures, and it went straight to social media that very second.

you had everything you could ever want whilst they had nothing. you knew this, and used it against them. a loving father, powerful family status, an expensive bank account, and a loving boyfriend, now fiancé. marco bodt. he was a star quarter back, adored and raved about by everyone.

of course the bitch of the school gets engaged to the top jock, the stud. you were a golden daughter and soon to be a trophy wife, who held her reputation close to her heart. your Instagram was full of fake pictures, photoshopped skin and rich, extravagant clothing. let’s see how well you could keep up your image when they were finished with you.

when the door opened, you were to busy using your hands to brush down your little silk night gown to even look at the men at the front door. you opened your lips, ones reiner thought were rather pretty, ones he couldn’t wait to have wrapped around his cock, but when you took reiner and bertolt in, dressed head to toe in black, both armed, one with a knife and the other a gun. this time, your mouth opened wider in an attempt to scream but reiner had other plans.

he was quick to lunge into the house, pushing you backwards and onto the floor of your home, a place you once believed to be safe. bertolt followed after, slamming the door shut behind them as reiner scrambled over you, kneeling over your smaller body with a knife to your throat and his legs on either side of your form. the fear that rushed through your body was like no other before. you couldn’t help but wonder if this was it. we’re your final moments in this world going to end like this? found in nothing but a tiny little black silk night gown on the wooden floor. again you tried to wail, but the assailants hand pressed harder against your mouth.

“shut up. shut the fuck up. if you make any noise we’ll do a lot worse to you then what we’re planning.” when reiner had first been asked to go through with this mission, he wasn’t sure if he could cope of staring into the eyes of a defenceless woman and willingly go through with zekes plan, but now? now he could fully see your tears dripping so elegantly down your cheeks, hear your frazzled screams through the palm of his gloved hand? he was enjoying it. every second of it. and the moment he saw your eyes widen he could tell you knew it to.

it wasn’t hard not to when his hard cock was pressing into your lower stomach, throbbing and pulsating wildly. you seemed to understand the picture pretty quickly, shaking your head, as if begging him to just leave. well, that was exactly what you were doing. “that’s right.” breathed out reiner, his hot breath fanning onto your face, making you grimace and gag. “seems like you get the picture. even dressed up all nice for us.” his hand played with them hem of your dress, letting his finger tips run along your outer thigh as his crotch began to gently rut back and fourth.

he couldn’t help hut chuckle as you tried screaming even louder. he was quick to silence you by pressing the blade further to your throat. “be good girl. keep your lips tight. both lips.”

he didn’t really think twice about moving his hand from your mouth, watching you blubber and stutter out words he didn’t really care to listen to, but bertolt did.

“please. take money, take everything, god just please don’t hurt me. we can work something out, I've never done anything to either of you, please don’t hurt me-“ the more you begged and pleaded, the more frustrated bertolt got.

“never done anything to either of us?”

“watch it.”

“no.” any reluctance bertolt felt in the car was now drained from him. this woman, you, laying helplessly on the floor was the exact position he felt like he was stuck in every single day he went to school for five whole years because of you. if you thought you could get away with all you did, then you were surely mistaken.

in an instance, bertolt ripped off his mask, causing reiner to grit his teeth and curse under his breath as he watched your eyes widen in shock.

“bertolt . . ?” you whispered, and that’s when the realization hit you, eyes now moving to shakily stare up at the man pinning you down. “reiner . .? w-what are you going to do to me?”

“we have a few ideas.”

“no, no, no, please-“ you would never have imagined you would have your cheek pressed into the side of a toilet bowl at school, yet alone in the comfort of your own home. behind you, bertolt stood with his boner pressed into your ass, forcing your head to stay in place as his long fingers tangled up in your hair. as always, he was nervous, his form shaking as if this wasn’t his own suggestion. “bertolt. let’s talk about this. I'm older now, I’ve changed. I'm a grown woman. i can give you money, if that’s what you want? please anything—!”

you couldn’t see the way they glanced at each other, now without their masks on as they stood looming over your vulnerable form. simultaneously, both men nodded.

“might want to take a deep breath.”

“no wait—!”

the pure joy bertolt got from dunking your head in toilet water, watching you thrash and struggle under his body as you slowly lost breath. it was tantalizing. “fuck.” he groaned, breathing growing heavy. he didn’t realize how much it turned him on. “fuck. that’s right. you’re gonna take everything we give you.” unlike reiner his voice was timid, yet his actions were anything but.

the power he had over you was unlike anything he had ever felt before, and if it wasn’t for the idea of slipping himself inside your tight little cunt bertolt thought he might have cum right then and there.

reiner felt just as good as bertolt did, watching his friend take revenge for the two of them. this is what you deserved after all. to be shown you were nothing, just shit on the end of their shoe. “don’t stop there bertolt. you know what to do.” as reiner spoke, he let his hand move down to fondle with his crotch, grunting as his eyes stayed glued to your helpless form.

“right.” his friend nodded, and using his other hand slid open his zipper, pulling out his long hard cock that had been waiting for this very moment since he’d been at school. his tip was already dripping, leaking precum that couldn’t wait to drip inside of you. reiner bit down on his lip, growing impatient himself, but he knew he would get his turn. for just a second, bertolt tugged your head back up from the toilet, pressing your cheek once again against the bowl.

we’re you crying? they couldn’t tell? “please—“ you heaved. “please don’t—“

“thank you for wearing a night gown.” reiner hummed from his position, leaning against the wall opposite you, getting a good look at your pathetic, drenched face. “gives my friend here easy access.”

“no! I'm not on birth control!”

“we know. we checked your medical records.” hummed reiner, smirking as you relentlessly tried to wiggle free but only succeeded in grinding into bertolt who let out a shaky breath and weak, needy whimper. “we were counting on it. how do you think your fiancé will feel about you being big and round with someone else’s baby?”

“fuck you!” was your reply, but you knew all to well with bertolts tip poking and prodding at your bare pussy they meant every single word.

when bertolt pushed into you, you let out a cry of horror. “you ugly, lanky, bastard!” he didn’t like that, not at all, so he simply decided to dunk you back into the toilet as he thrusted in and out of your pussy.

“sounds like she’s enjoying this . . .” striding over to stand beside his friend, reiner couldn’t help but smirk at the sound of your pussy sloshing as bertolt thrusted in and out. slowly, he dipped his finger down to your thigh, laughing as you dripped onto his finger. “such a whore. you like this? like being humiliated?”

“r-reiner—“ panted bertolt, groaning as he felt himself at his end. it had only been a minuet and he was ready to bust. he’d only ever slept with one woman before, his self control wasn’t very good. “I'm going to—“ there it was, bertolt closed his eyes, revelling in the sound of your screams under the water as he thrusted his seed deep within your womb, pulling you up by your hair once more.

for a second you hoped this hell would be over, but the moment you heard a snap, and a flash blinded your vision, your wailed out in hirror. “stop!” reiner snapped a photo of you over the toilet bowl, laughing as you tried to break free from bertolts hold who simply slithered his hands up the front of your night gown, revealing your breasts and battered pussy to reiners camera roll.

“you want us to stop?”

“yes please I'm begging you—“

“then tell the camera you’re a dirty whore.” was he recording now? did they just want to humiliate you? make you feel small? as reiner spoke, bertolt pinched and twirled your nipples, making you squeal and gasp.

“I'm sorry for everything I did. you’re both better then me. I'm a horrible person—“

“that’s not what I said.” tutted reiner, as bertolt squeezed your left breast making you squeal. “tell the camera you’re a dirty whore.”

“I-I'm a dirty whore.”

“tell everyone you like big cock. tell ‘em you like being a little cum dump.”

“i like big cock!” you cried out, back arching sub-consciously into bertolts chest as his fingers began to run circles into your hard, sensitive nipples. “i like being a cum dump!”

“that’s what I thought.” with a nod of his head, reiner ordered bertolt to drag you into the living room where they threw you on the couch, drenched in liquid and full with cum. it was there you tried crawling away, remembering you’d left your phone somewhere around here, but before you could reiner gripped both your ankles, pulling you up so your ass was perfectly lined up with his throbbing member.

you heard him grown out in bliss, his chunky fingers running between your semen covered folds. “you’re soaking, princess. wanna see?” to really show you how little they thought of you, reiner shoved his fingers covered in your fluids and bertolts into your mouth. “suck. suck them good. imagine its my cock. you’re our dirty little whore. this is all you’re good for.” your cries made the whole thing so much better, this way, when he slid his cock into you, he could feel you roll your tongue around his finger tips. so submissive. “good girl.” was that all you were now? just a good little girl? their good little girl?

reiner was much steadier then bertolt. his hands were firmly placed on your hips, yet he wasted no time in shoving himself into your tiny little hole, rocking your back and fourth and giving you no time to adjust. as you produced more tears, in both pain and shame, he only smacked your ass, telling you to be quiet, that bertolt had lubed you up enough as it was.

“still want to run that mouth of yours? shouldn’t you be saving that for when your dad and fiancé see you dripping with cum? how you going explain that to them hm? going tell them us two treated you real nice?”

“stop it!” once again, the palm of reiners hand slammed down onto your ass, a big red imprint in its place. in pure and utter pain you screamed out, but at the same moment reiner hit your g-spot, and your eyes rolled into the back of your head, a loud moan rumbling from you. for a moment, it allowed you to forget about the torture of the situation and focus on something good, so you did just that. the sooner it was over, the better.

“what are you gonna tell them!”

“t-that y-you two treated me real nice!” his cock was huge and thick, filling you up all the way, practically poking into your lower belly. for a moment the pleasure over took you, and you found yourself rocking back into reiners hips whining, screaming about how good he was every time his hand slapped your ass cheek.

“I knew you were a whore. look at you. riding me like the dumb bitch you are. this is all you're good for, your pussy. you want to cum?”

“yes!”

“yes what?”

“yes please!”

a shadow suddenly came over you, and when you opened your half lidded eyes you saw bertolt once again, his cock right in front of your face. with shallow, hasty breaths, he ran the tip of his cock around your cheek and lips, leaving a sticky trail in its wake, before he ordered you to open. when you didn’t, he frowned.

“if you’re not going to listen, you’re not going to cum.” suddenly, reiners thrusts stopped, and you whimpered.

“n-no wait. I-I’ll behave.”

“then open.” it didn’t take any more convincing, and soon the men had fell into a perfect rhythm. every time reiner thrusted into you, bertolts cock slid further and deeper down your throat and it had the two grinning and cackling. you could hardly take bertolts cock down your throat, drooling all over it.

“remember when you said you’d never let losers like us touch you?” panted bertolt, looking down into your half lidded eyes as he pulled on your hair. “now look at you. sucking and clenching around our cocks.” when you moaned out in reply, bertolt was yet again drove to the edge. he didn’t care if he was pathetic. all he wanted was to teach you a lesson. tugging you away by your locks, bertolt released and allowed himself to shoot his cum all over your face, almost crying in happiness as he looked at the most perfect thing he had ever seen. “you look so dirty. so disgusting.” he cooed.

the words made you whine, whimpering and stuttering out nonsense about how good you felt. you couldn’t concentrate on your own words, to focused on reiner who was pulling you back by your hips, getting into your womb nice and deep, but that wasn’t enough for him. grabbing your by the breasts he yanked you up so your back was to his chest, one hand moving and wrapping around your neck to squeeze.

“oh fuck yes!” you squealed like a pig, feeling a familiar feeling rise in your belly all of a sudden.

“there is it.” smirked reiner, the feeling of you tightening around him making him want to cum but he wanted to last. he wanted to beat you. “beg me for it.”

“p-please—“

“say my name.”

“please reiner! oh fuck please reiner fuck me! please—“ with one last thrust, reiner heaved himself into you and as you cried out in pleasure, mouth forming an o as your thighs shook from orgasm, reiner released his load into you, his hand that was around your throat now slowly rubbing smooth circles on your belly, patting the skin and whispering words of encouragement in your ear.

“well done, sweet heart. guess we’ll have to wait and see whose baby you have. mine or reiners. with that new law your father put in place, you won’t be getting rid of our little bundle of joy anytime soon.” the next thing you knew, you where back where you began, on the floor. only this time you had reiner boot pressed into your belly as bertolt stood over you, snapping a few pictures on your phone he had picked up.

“no wait!” but it was to late. you heard the sound of the image uploading to your feed, right before the sound of the front door slamming shut.