#AOT Eren jeager

[im-just-a-simp-le-whore]

So I'm rewatching aot season 3, and all I can think is

Armin 'Master Manipulater' Arlert

And

Eren 'Guilt Tripping' Jaeger

[lostbbygorl]

FATE AND HATE: EREN YEAGER X READER (PART 7)

SYNOPSIS: Y/N tries to learn to love and forgive Eren, and it’s easier than she expected. New beginnings arise for Leo and Emilia. Elijah and Vinnie take their “friendship” to the next level.

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Y/N’s grip on her phone was so strong, it was a miracle the poor thing hadn’t cracked.

 As soon as those words escaped her mouth, she cut the phone call, uncaring of the confused sputtering from the other end. It didn’t matter anyways, because at the moment, everything was a blur and her heart was a drum being beaten so passionately it could burst any second.

 Shaken, Y/N fell on the chair nearest to her, wondering where her impulsive mouth would take her this time. Why couldn’t she ask him if he wanted to co parent? Why couldn’t she say something more vague like “come over, let’s talk”? Now he was surely on his way here, handsome and hopeful and swift as a river.

 And was she crazy, or was she awaiting him?

 He was asking her for a lot. For forgiveness and for love. Once upon a time, Eren was the spear she took to battle. Then, he became the spear that pierced her weakest spots and rendered her immobile, but not without new flowers to marvel at. Could he really live up to his apologies?

 Y/N looked out of the window and saw a gray car stop in her driveway. She saw that gray BMW in her nightmares. A gift from a very proud half brother to a very proud hothead that drove it around the city like it was a golden carriage encrusted with diamonds. Eren practically flew out of the car, his dark hair flying in the air at every sharp turn and jerk of his head. And he wasn’t alone.

From the passenger’s side exited a tall blond man, and from the backseat a raven haired woman in a red scarf. Their faces were unclear, but Y/N didn’t have to see a HD photo of them to recognize who they were. This was a highschool reunion, and some part of her warmed at the familiarity of it all. Deja vu blossomed in her veins at the familiar sight of an excitable, hyper Eren running forward with an ever loyal Mikasa following him suit and a tired Armin blabbering away reasons Eren never allowed to land on his skin.

DING DONG 

The doorbell was the consequence of her impulse. A consequence she had to face. With the deepest breath she breathed and the longest look she gave her mirror, she walked out of her room and thumped down the stairs, each step adding fuel to her anxiety.

 She opened the door to not only three tense friends, but a cacophony of curses, loud exhales, and rapidly spoken tangents.

Eren stood like he was the last one standing victorious in a battlefield. And he stood shirtless in just his gray sweatpants and a black hair tie on his right wrist. Sweat beads had just begun appearing on his toned, ripped body. His green eyes looked like all the stars in the sky had been trapped in them, and his expression was too much all at once. Excitement in his wide, twinkling eyes, unsurety in the pink that dusted his cheeks and surprise in his parted lips. A few sounds left those lips. Sputters and stutters and syllables that were words left unconstructed. Eren Yeager was speechless. A sight rarer than the sun eclipsed.

“ There. You have your queen now” Armin sighed, exhaustion in every syllable of his statement. Without asking, he plopped on the sofa and sighed like the weight of sky had just been lifted from his shoulders as he ran his hands through his hair and wiped his forehead. Mikasa sat next to him with the poise and elegance that Y/N remembered her to always carry herself with.

“ Please tell me right this second you weren’t pranking me on the phone” Eren breathed as he stepped closer to Y/N. He looked her up and down and savored every inch of what he saw like it’d vanish in the air if he looked away.

“ Hello, Y/N” Armin greeted her from the sofa. Mikasa curtly nodded, preferring to watch what would happen next instead. 

“Mom, why’s my chemistry teacher shirtless in our living room? And who are these people with him on our couch?”

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Leo gathered he had nothing to lose when he knocked on the door of Emilia’s gigantic mansion. Nothing could lift his spirits till he saw her again.

Robert Niles opened the door. Leo casually went over to the home of two A list celebrities because he was best friends with their only child. Robert Niles, the rap legend renowned for his unique lyricism and those amber eyes that the fangirls definitely didn’t mind. The amber eyes that Emilia gazed upon the world with. The amber eyes that flashed with hurt at Leo’s ugly words that night at Vinnie’s house. Robert Niles stood 6’3 with light brown skin and a trimmed, dark beard. He had very broad shoulders and a formidable chest. His arms were well toned and strong from years of hard workouts at the gym. He peered down at Leo, and Leo couldn’t tell if he knew of the argument or not. 

“ Leo, come in,” the man politely said as he let him in.

“ Thanks, Mr. Niles,” Leo sheepishly bowed his head. 

It was a house belonging to two of Hollywood’s greatest legends and icons, and the house sang of the achievements of its owners, every inch of it too.

Glass shelves full of awards and certificates and photos. Robert Niles’ first Grammy and all the ones that followed after the first in one row. But the most eye catching thing in the house was the giant family picture on the wall just as you entered the house. Josephine Delton, the modeling legend stood with her head high and her eyes twinkling, her auburn hair up in a crown braided bun and her slender figure donning a sky blue suit dress stood next to Robert Niles, a ghost of a smile on his sharp, handsome face wearing a classic black suit. Both of them with a hand on the shoulders of their unfairly pretty daughter, Emilia, who smiled the brightest out of everyone in the photo and sat with her legs crossed on a dark brown leather chair.

Emilia with a pride that burned like a thousand suns. Emilia with the grace of a swan and the elegance of a rose. Emilia who never once deemed herself superior for her lineage. Emilia who rushed over to his house at 12 AM to help him memorize his geography flash cards because of course that irritatingly bright girl already had them memorized a month ago. He made that girl rethink her place in his heart and life, and that was a crime of the highest order.

He trudged up the stairs till he found the door to Emilia’s room. He’d been here many times before, so why couldn’t he just turn the silver door knob and get in? He heard faint notes of classical music coming from inside the room, meaning Emilia was reading some Victorian novel he’d never heard of before. Nervously, he knocked on the door, ears standing guard awaiting a response.

“ Come in,” Emilia said. Leo could hear the rustling of pages and gentle footsteps getting louder.

Emilia said nothing when she opened the door. She merely studied him with those striking amber eyes of hers, and went back inside her room, though she left the door open. Leo entered the room and closed the door shut behind him. How should he begin this conversation? He hadn’t spoken to her in 2 weeks.

“ Emilia” He started, hoping the rest of the words would materialize in his head somehow. Again, she said nothing as she turned to face him, watching him.

“ Emilia, I’m horrible” He said, feeling those words with every inhale and exhale.

Emilia’s brows furrowed.

“ I’m very horrible. I’m goddamn awful, yes I am” Leo trailed off.

Emilia sat on her bed. How did this girl look so ethereal in an oversized Yale sweater and cotton shorts?

“ And I’m sorry. You already figured that out but I have to say it anyways, don’t I? I’m sorry for what I said. I’m sorry I ruined your night. I’m sorry I meddled in things I had no business meddling in. I’m sorry for being a bad friend. I’m sorry for spewing such utter bullshit” Leo finished. He sat on the floor, not knowing what else to do and feeling like he’d cross some great boundary if he sat next to Emilia on the bed. Emilia looked down at him from her bed. It was a large, queen sized bed with baby pink bed sheets.

“ Are you gonna say something today or should I just go?" Leo spoke up. At this, Emilia stirred a little bit.

“ Get off the floor” Emilia quietly said, eyeing Leo as he rose to his feet.

“ I blocked Desmond” Emilia licked her lips.

“ That’s none of my business, but I have to say I’m glad you did. I don’t wanna gloat and I won’t pressure you to tell me why you blocked him, but I don’t want you to get hurt by him. I don’t want you to get hurt by anyone else for that matter”

“ I know you don’t, and it’s sweet. But, Leo, the things you said at Vinnie’s house that night were beyond hurtful and I hated it. We all get protective of our friends, but the way you expressed it was just not it” Emilia’s words landed like bricks on his mind. She was right. She always was.

“ I feel like shit for saying those words. I’m so sorry, Emilia. Can you forgive me?”

“ If you promise to never say anything like that again”

“ Of course I promise”

“ Then no harm done” Emilia’s smile was like the first ray of sunshine after centuries of relentless thunder. It took every cell in his body for him to not cry tears of joy. Emilia patted the spot next to her on her bed, and who was Leo to not sit down next to her.

Now there was another matter to see to. Now or never. Yes or no. Fate and chance and hope and everything in between.

Leo was a daredevil. Leo was a reckless idiot. Leo was a melting ice cube in front of  this one eloquent auburn haired girl in a Yale sweater.

“ Leo, why are you looking at me like that?” Emilia raised an eyebrow.

“ Emilia, can I be your boyfriend?”

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RING RING

Another phone call. It was Vinnie calling, and Elijah didn’t know if he wanted to pick up. But he did.

“ Vinnie?” Elijah said.

“ So it turns out I’m not going back to England” Vinnie said cheerfully.

Had he heard that right? Was Vinnie pranking him?

“Oh my god, for real?” Elijah jumped at his words.

“ Yeah” Vinnie laughed.

“ We gotta celebrate”

“ Yeah, we do. Come over to my house”

“ Yeah in about half an hour. How’s that sound?”

“ Perfect. I think we have a lot to talk about”

“ We do. It’s been so crazy at home, Vinnie. Mom and Mr. Yeager are gonna go on their first date in 14 years tomorrow. He showed up to our house shirtless with two of his friends and it was so melodramatic. I’ll just tell you everything at your place yeah?”

“ Okay that is way wilder than what I have to tell you but sure, Imma wait”

“ Bye”

“ Bye, Eli”.

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Y/N reached the final stage of dealing with the pages of a bad romantic comedy materializing into real life from yellowed paper: acceptance. And she did it with ease and peace that surprised even her.

When she saw the pure joy flitting across his perfect, chiseled face, she melted. A lawyer to the bone, she picked up on the little details indicating his recent lack of sleep the second he ran into her house. Dark circles that only made his emerald eyes pop more, and a relief so pronounced she could almost see it lift away and vanish from his shoulders when they relaxed when he slumped down on the couch. Relief that she hadn’t changed her mind. Relief that she hadn’t played some sick joke on him.

But she didn’t love him. At least, not yet. It started with small doses of sympathy and a dash of nostalgia and familiarity. Then, it turned to pity and then anger once again. Now, it was forgiveness. For how could she not forgive when remorse was seeping from every praise and apology he repeated with no care for his battered pride? How could she not forgive when longing at its finest form was what danced in his gaze and woke him hours before his alarm could begin going off? He earned her forgiveness, now it was time to earn back her love.

Duty brought them together, but it was love that would have them intertwined. And her love was a treasure worth dying for.

Eren watched the road and drove in silence. His car smelled like his favorite lemon and lavender air freshener. Mikasa always complained that it was too overbearing, but he bought it anyway. He didn’t know if it was because it was his favorite or because seeing Mikasa try to control her anger every time she sat in his car amused him to no end.

His calmness was a facade. It’s not everyday that the woman you love gives you a second chance. Sure, it was for duty. She didn’t want her son to grow up without a father anymore and decided reconciling would benefit all parties, but Eren was sure he could bring those old feelings back. Forgiveness was just the beginning. 

" Fuck, I feel like I’m in high school confessing to her all over over again” He spoke to himself and swallowed, waiting for the red light to turn green. His phone rang, and he saw that it was Zeke.

That was a call he’d pick up later. He didn’t want to talk to anyone right now. He just wanted to go home and sleep. Sleep had become a distant memory ever since she walked into his office in those heels and that dress. That very moment where he wanted to stick a pin through his toe, close his eyes for a few seconds and open them again to see if she was still there. He didn’t have to do that though, he opted for capturing her lips with his, and it was definitely her. Soft, warm, and dreamy. Though he wasn’t used to her looking outraged when he kissed her.

 A fancy restaurant was picked. Her choice. Second chances are like a bomb ticking for as long as you’d let it tick, and he wanted this one to tick till the day he died. 

His apartment had never looked so beautiful. The sky had never looked prettier. Life had never been so vibrant. He thought of that for about 2 seconds till he drifted off to sleep. This house hadn’t heard his soft snores in so long.

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Y/N felt like a starfish. Probably because of the position she was in. Her arms and legs spread out while she was flat on her back staring at the ceiling.

She said yes to him. It was like high school all over again. Suggesting a place and agreeing on it and then wondering what to wear. How do you start conversations with somebody who left you pregnant 14 years ago?

It took buckets of sweat and promises in a calm voice to finally push Eren out of her door. The disbelief and mirth on his face was priceless. He was forgiven fully. He was getting his first date in 14 years.

 Y/N didn’t know why, but the fact that she was going to begin seeing him again made her feel completed. She was too tired physically and mentally to search her heart and demand answers as to why from it, but she knew she felt whole again. Like her life these past 14 years was a puzzle pieced together enthusiastically with a giant hole in one corner because a single piece was missing. Y/N recalled lying on Eren’s chest as a teenager and talking about her future with him. To grow old with him and marry him and have children with him and live in a fancy house with him.

She grew and she had his child and she lived in a wonderful home, but with his essence and not him. Now there was one little hurdle: Elijah’s disapproval. Would he come around to her plans like he always did? All he did was scream a thousand questions out loud and lock himself up in his room. Now he was at Vinnie’s house, probably planning on staying there for the night. And what was worse was that she couldn’t blame him, or find any energy in herself to reason with him, at least not tonight.

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“ Wow” Vinnie shook his head.

“ Yeah, wow” Elijah massaged his temples and sighed.

“ Elijah, don’t get me wrong, but I think I’m with your mom on this one” Vinnie tentatively started. Elijah shot him a glare, but Vinnie didn’t flinch.

“ Look, she’s right. You do need a father, it’s about time. And, yeah, this guy left you, right? But he never stopped caring and he might’ve died of heartbreak at some point. It never hurts to give people a second chance. In your case, it’s a first chance and a last chance too. I know this stings but like, try and understand what point I’m tryna make here, okay?”

“ No, you’re right. I’m being very harsh on Mr. Yeager. I’m being rightfully harsh on him, but it’s about time I tone that down a bit” Elijah said thoughtfully.

“ Yes, be nice to papa bear”

“ Shut up”

“ Old daddy”

“ Shut up”

“ Pops”

“ VINNIE”

“ OKAY, SORRY THAT’S ENOUGH” Vinnie slapped his knee and laughed out loud. Elijah could watch him do that all day.

“ So, will we ever talk about that night?” Elijah asked.

“ What night?”

“ The night we kissed?”

“ Oh” Vinnie thought for a moment. “ Yeah, let’s talk about that night actually”.

One of the most ironic moments in life is when we plan to start a conversation about a particular topic with such zeal, and then being unable to open the gate separating the mind and tongue.

“ You mean the night I decided I wanna be more than friends?” Vinnie shyly studied Elijah’s reaction to his words. No disappointment. Quite the opposite actually, another kiss. 

[rae-raeee]

“If you win you live. If you lose you die. If you don’t fight, you can’t win.”

– Eren Jaeger

[angolicious]

Come here bitches come get ya’lls food-

...

Get it.

[lostbbygorl]

FATE AND HATE: EREN YEAGER X F! READER (PART 3)

SYNOPSIS: Eren spends the next day at school trying to make it up to Elijah, who is just as hard to please as his mother. Eren burns at the thought of any other man catching Y/N’s eye, and shows up after school to her office, only to realize he’s not the only blast from the past there… 

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The entire class could tell something was troubling Mr. Yeager that day.

He said nothing as he laid out his teaching material for the day on the desk. His emerald orbs were unfocused, dazed. He didn’t respond to the girls’ greetings with his blinding smile, but with a curt nod. When his male fan club excitedly bombarded him with questions about the latest sports game televised, he looked like he wanted to crawl away but didn’t have the heart to turn them away.

“ What’s up with him today?” Leo asked, pointing his chin to Mr. Yeager.

“ He’s thinking of ways to torture Eli” Vinnie let out a humorless laugh.

“ Actually, it might be the opposite today” Elijah cut in.

“ What do you mean?” Emilia furrowed her brows.

“ There’s something I need to tell you guys. Wanna meet up at Danny’s Pizzeria at 5?”

“ Sounds serious,” Emilia said, concerned.

“ Elijah, are you okay?” Vinnie asked, frowning.

“ Guys, I’m fine. It’s something else. You might be shocked, but I feel like this is too big to hide. I had to process this the whole weekend”

“ You’re not leaving this school, are you?” Leo said in an uncharacteristically soft stutter.

“ Leo, you’ll have to put up with me for a longer while” Elijah cast him an affectionate smile.

“ Okay, whatever it is, we’ll hear it at the pizzeria later. Elijah, you know we have your back right?” Emilia interrupted.

“ I’m grateful for it”.

“ Okay, class,” Mr. Yeager said with no trace of enthusiasm.

“ We’re doing research today. Go on the internet, find a scientist who contributed greatly to chemistry, and write an essay on them. Focus more on their discovery than biography. It’s due at the end of the week. Shoot”.

Elijah was just about to start typing his essay when Mr. Yeager knelt down beside him.

“ Interesting choice” He said.

“ Thank you, sir”

“ Any reason this particular scientist caught your eye?”

“ Nope. Just seemed really influential”

“ Oh. Uhm, I like the way you organized your notes. Keep being neat and tidy, Elijah”

“ Yes, sir. Thanks”.

Mr. Yeager stared at Elijah’s screen for a few more seconds before moving to another student. Though, he watched the light from Elijah’s screen illuminate his face and highlight his dark hair blue more than he did the words he typed on his screen. Trying to read his son’s expression. He hoped Elijah noticed his efforts in making everything alright. He may have noticed, but did he care?

“ Is he trying to be nice to you today?” Vinnie whispered to Elijah once Mr. Yeager was gone, confused. Elijah merely shrugged. Leo muttered something about how bipolar their teacher is, but Elijah couldn’t concentrate on his friends. In fact, he could barely concentrate on his work. He just mindlessly typed, he allowed his fingers to glide from one letter to another on his keyboard, not caring about typos highlighted by red dots or suggested changes to his paragraphs. Just seeing the words pile up and near the end of the page fed his satisfaction, not the content.

Eren Yeager, his asshole chemistry teacher, was his father who left him 14 years ago when he was a baby. His mother had once really loved him, though he couldn’t fathom how. Sometimes, the knowledge you have is something you skimmed over for a gist. It doesn’t sink in and etch to your mind, it lingers.

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“WHAT?” The group collectively shrieked, making Elijah cringe.

“Shut up, all of you. The whole pizzeria is staring at us” Elijah whispered to his friends.

“ Pizzeria be damned, Eli. You didn’t tell us this for how long now?” Emilia fanned her face, which had flushed red.

“Literally 24 hours, Em. I had to digest this too, yknow?”

“ Two large pepperoni pizzas, two cherry sodas, one tutti fruity slushy, and a glass of cold water,” the waiter’s voice cut in. Elijah silently thanked Jesus for this little interruption. Emilia was the only one who thanked the lanky waiter.

“I dunno what to say” Vinnie shrugged, gingerly sipping his cherry soda.

“What kind of psychopath orders just a glass of cold water at a pizzeria?” Leo frowned.

“That’s what’s bothering you, you imbecile? Not the fact that your best friend’s greatest tormentor turned out to be his missing father?” Emilia ogled at Leo, annoyed.

“Emilia, will you ever learn to speak like a normal fuckin teenage girl?”

“ Now, what does that mean-”

“QUIT THE BICKERING BOTH OF YOU” Elijah slapped the table so hard, the entire restaurant stared at their group once more. Leo and Emilia collected themselves, but glared at each other from their sides at the table.

“I’ve gotta face the dude, and so I am, simple as that”.

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“It’s that man bun guy. He’s back again” Moblit Berner said in a quiet voice.

Y/N rolled her eyes at the ceiling and let out a heavy sigh.

Eren’s new strategy of winning her back was to pester her at her workplace. She already told him to leave once an hour ago, and now he was back.

“He’s just as stubborn as ever” Y/N muttered, passive aggressively sharpening a pencil.

“Geez, who is this guy even? Nasty sixth cousin twice removed?”

“I wish he was that unimportant” Y/N tried a tight smile.

“Well, should I tell him to leave?” Moblit asked, raising his brows.

“Nope. Let him in. He’s gonna show up at my house next if you tell him to leave again” Y/N rubbed her face.

Eren walked in with the air of a man taking a stroll in the park. His eyes glinted mischievously (a horrible match for the innocent, friendly smile playing on his lips). Even as a teenager, he had loved getting on Y/N’s nerves. It was a habit that would never cease.

“Y/N, your office is so pretty. Love the view. And, Mobius, thanks for letting me in. Wasn’t so hard was it” Eren let out an animated laugh and slapped Moblit’s shoulder.

“It’s Moblit” Moblit frowned. He showed Y/N a thumbs up before leaving the room.

Y/N studied Eren’s demeanor with disinterest.

“ Mr. Yeager, sit” she said in a professional sounding voice, pointing her chin to the dark red velvet cushioned sofa a few feet away from her desk. Eren obliged.

“So, state your business, sir” Y/N now began typing on her laptop.

“Oh, cut this bullshit, Y/N, you know why I’m here”

“ Actually, I don't, I'm afraid. What legal problem are you here to discuss with me sir?”

“ Some real good lovin”

“ No legal problem then? Well, anything else I can help you with?”

“ Move into my apartment and have another child with me”

“ I’m going to have to ask you to leave, sir. I’m very busy and I don’t need a distraction right now”.

Y/N began furiously typing on her laptop again, determined to ignore Eren’s existence. Hopefully, he'd leave soon. Which he didn’t.

Eren burned holes through Y/N’s body with his stare. The tapping of his feet on the freshly waxed floors echoed through the office. He watched with both melancholy and adoration as Y/N examined her files and wrote down whatever it was she was writing on her computer. Highlighting a document in green was such a mundane task, but she looked so graceful doing it. The sunlight illuminated her eyes, making them look like gems. Eren nearly felt his breathing stop.

His eyes darted from one corner of the office to another. From the ceramic vase boasting that big, foreign looking plant to the glass cupboards with all of Y/N’s credentials and awards in them, to the suit she wore in court. Eren fidgeted with the ribbon of his Teacher’s ID card before deciding the silence couldn’t go on any longer.

“ You know what I did after our graduation ceremony?” He asked, eyeing her Silver Gavel award with pride.

“ What did you do?” Y/N’s curiosity got the best of her.

“ I went home, I opened the fridge, and then I drank all my mother’s fucking wine. And then her beer, and I still couldn’t sleep. I thought of you all day and all night”.

Y/N now moved her chair to face his back. That ripped, toned back of his.

“ I’m sure you got over that fast”

“ I didn’t date anyone for 14 years”

“ You can’t tell me you were off sex for 14 years”.

Eren went silent. Y/N watched him from peripheral vision as she wrote yet another email to one of her clients.

She’d never admit it, but it didn’t take him too long to make her pity him again. Key word: pity, not love. His efforts at buttering her up were futile. She was still plagued by her distaste and grudges for him. Unforgiving as she was, Y/N wasn’t blind.

And neither was her heart… 

Moblit sheepishly entered the office, gulping at the expression Y/N gave him.

“ What is it?” Y/N raised a brow.

“ I have good news and bad news” Moblit tightly pressed his lips together.

“How bad is the bad news?” Y/N shot up from her chair.

“The good news is Marco Bodt” 

“ Is he waiting in the lobby?”

“ I asked him to wait in the lobby, but he was in a rush. He wanted to return the tupperware you lent him”

“ So the bad news is he couldn’t stay?”

“ No, the bad news is Floch Forster’s waiting in the lobby with yet another pamphlet of an apology letter and the security guard has been in the toilet for the past 30 minutes”.

Eren was suddenly hyper aware of everything occurring in the room, and he definitely wasn’t pleased at the names of other men being uttered. Especially not the first one.

“ What is Floch Forster to you? You ignored that jackass like a plague!” Eren scoffed with furrowed brows. Life rewinded the same tragic death scene for him, but it moved on to sequels of a beautiful movie franchise for Y/N. Eren realized that someone like Y/N had a whole buffet of men to choose from, and she had every right too.

But jealousy sees no logic, and the familiar green monster began etching itself in his veins once more. In highschool, he got fidgety every time a guy got too close to her, in his opinion. Back then, she’d smile and shake her head. But now, she was getting irritated.

“Maybe I did. Moblit, tell him I’m in a meeting and send a thank you message to Marco”

“ Yall wanna tell me who Marco is?” Eren put his hands on his hips and tapped his left foot on the floor.

“ A prosecutor from our branch in another district and my good friend and classmate” Y/N blinked.

Before Eren could ask another question, the door burst open again, and in stepped a man with a slim build and fiery red hair. His amber eyes were as calculating and sharp as that of a hawk’s, and his clenched the sheets of paper in his hand with such intensity, his knuckles were ghostly pale. He narrowed his eyes on Y/N.

“ What’s he doing here? I thought you left him for good?” Floch demanded.

“Moblit send him away” Y/N ordered.

Floch jerked Moblit’s hands off his shoulder like an unfriendly cat.

“Oi, I came here three days in a row. Don’t you dare tell me to piss off today” Floch began walking towards Y/N now, like a lion to a cornered gazelle.

“ Forster” Eren snickered, walking beside Y/N with a protective air.

“Yeager,” Floch eyed the taller male up and down.

“ You still haven’t gotten over your little obsession with Y/N” Eren said, in a voice that was dangerously smooth.

“ Neither have you,” Floch replied, just as smoothly.

“ Floch, I’ll be blunt with you now” Y/N started, snatching the papers in Floch’s hands.

“ We are over. Fuck off. Never come here again. Don’t irritate me to the point of a court trial or restraining order. I’m a lawyer, and you don’t know just how ruthless I can be” She spat, tearing the paper to shreds with each syllable. Moblit and Eren looked at her in awe.

In Eren’s eyes, she was an angel. Gleaming with a silver halo on top of her head. Just as gorgeous as ever.

“ Oh, come on now. I was drunk for Pete’s sake” Floch grumbled loudly.

“ Learn to take your alcohol better next time” Y/N shrugged.

“ Just another shot wouldn’t hurt you”

“ Floch, I found someone else” Y/N lied. It was a poor attempt at trying to get Floch to leave her alone.

“ Really? Who?” Floch rolled his eyes, not believing her at all.

Y/N grabbed Eren’s bun and brought his lips down to her level. Without a thought, she smashed her lips on his.

[lostbbygorl]

BEING DIVORCED AND STILL IN LOVE WITH EREN YEAGER:

A/N: reader is female

Song inspo: Strawberries and Cigarettes by Troye Sivan

Brief mentions of NSFW (nothing too wild or detailed but it's there)

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✨ You and Eren are super duper in love with each other

✨ The marriage was great and Eren's an amazing husband

✨ But then life happened. Work was becoming too intense and the grown up world said screw you

✨ So naturally, being hot headed and dramatic and basically the two sides of the same coin, arguments became common

✨ Lashing out, crying, growling, groaning, Eren storming off to Armin's apartment and you at a random friend or your parent's

✨ It wasn't toxic per se, just one of those down times all couples have

✨ Till one day yall decided to re enact a 2010s Filipino telenovela. Eren probably dug up old bones or said something to make you insecure and you didn't let him get away with it

✨ So instead of doing normal big kid things like giving each other space for more than 12 hours and talking things out (Armin is about to his vast knowledge on anatomy for something sinister smh) what did yall do?

✨ DIVORCE

✨ It was smth yall said in unison

✨ " YOU KNOW WHAT, WHY DON'T YOU JUST DIVORCE ME?"- Eren x Y/N

✨ Dumbasses both of you. I'm disappointed

✨ Being stubborn, neither of you were about to back out now. Lichrally the entire friend group is pissed right now because they don't wanna take sides and this shit is so unnecessary

✨ And besides, your heart still beats for him and his still beats for you

✨ Eren wouldn't leave the court's parking lot till he saw your car vanish completely. He went home and moped, regret being the only thing he could process

✨ And you on the other hand went clubbing to numb the pain. Dressed to the 9s in your sluttiest dress

✨ You guys are blocked on every social media platform but neither of you block each other on Whatsapp

✨ Eren just doesn't talk about you. He tries to act normal and then he goes home and pretends his pillow is you. You're shit talking him on the other hand to any close friend who will listen

✨ Yet you can't bring yourself to delete the photos and flip through the wedding photo album every chance you get. You buy his cologne and spray it on every sweater or hoodie you own

✨ You guys haven't seen each other in two months and then one day there's a formal party. GAH DAMN this man looks yummy in a suit

✨ Despite your best attempts you can't stop staring at him. You two keep locking eyes. He can't stop staring at you either and the sexual tension is THROUGH THE ROOF

✨ Jean had to physically leave the room rolling his eyes he couldn't take it anymore. Eren can't stop thinking about how pretty you look in that dress and how pretty you look without

✨ He's dying to talk to you and catch up with you. He's giving you the biggest puppy dog eyes and you just might burst into tears

✨ And this mf is JEALOUS

✨ He sees you talking to some rando at the salad bar and suddenly

✨ You're being dragged towards the bathrooms by him and without a word or warning, his lips are on yours

✨ Butterflies erupted in your stomach after what feels like forever and you hate how easily your knees went weak for him. Both of you are breathless. The kiss starts out rough and then goes soft

✨ He looks at you like he lost the whole milky and not just an incredible woman

✨ "Oh my god, Eren you can't do that while I'm talking to somebody"

" What, you gonna marry him now, huh?"

✨ And he starts making out with you again

✨ That soon turns to the strap of your dress sliding down your shoulders and the buttons of his shirt coming undone. Which turns to you being pressed and carried on the wall

✨ And that marks the beginning of smth completely new entirely

✨ He's barging into your house at midnight and you're not getting any rest till 3

✨ You're in his car every other day

✨ And once you're done your head is resting on his chest and he's playing with your hair. And once you're asleep he presses soft kisses on your forehead and you can never leave without helping him clean the sweat and...everything else off him

✨ But the love is there and you can feel it

✨ You don't have to be husband and wife to be smitten with each other. He still wears his ring and you still wear yours. You always tell other people you're taken

✨ But goddammit can't you be husband and wife again? You two realize how stupid this whole ordeal was a week after the split. As well as how fixable that damn argument was

✨ But pride.

✨ Stubborn pride

✨ As much as he yearns for you he isn't proposing to you anytime soon and you're not about to chase him either

✨ But you'll give him a strong attitude and he'll flirt with you shamelessly and then he'll go silent for a few days. He'll do smth reckless and you'll scold him and he'll console you that he's fine. You'' fail to fight back your smiles at his dumb jokes and he'll tell you a million more. And then one of you will disappear again and then you'll come back

✨ And then he'll come back to your house after a bad day because only you can soothe his heart

✨ The progress is shit and slow

✨ But everyone knows that sooner or later there will be another wedding

✨ Even if it's in 20 years

✨ Even if it's in the afterlife

[lostbbygorl]

EREN YEAGER MOODBAORD:

“ You can’t hope for a horror story with a happy ending”

“ You can’t win if you don’t fight”

“ God have mercy on my enemies, because I sure as hell won’t! I’ll drive every last one of them out, and I’ll crush these walls and all of humanity if I have to”

Eren Yeager, the boy who sought freedom, the boy who could never show his love, the boy who was never apologized to for being turned into a monster, the villain with a hero’s heart.