#General Yeager

[lost-in-horrorland]

IDK if anyone can help me find it, but I'm trying to find a D.Gray-Man fanfic I read years ago. I remember bits of it, but am drawing a blank atm so I wanna know if it rings any bells for others.

It's an OC fic, and iirc the OC is a girl with red hair that lives in a manor in the woods(?) and her Innocence ends up being her toy bow. I'm also pretty sure it's General Yeager that finds and teaches her.

IDK if she ended up paired with Allen or Lavi, but I'm pretty sure it was a romance with one of those two as the end game.

I think the OC ends up actually being Cross's daughter??? But never knew anything about it and it's only hinted at iirc. Again, it's been well over a decade since I've read this fic.

If anyone knows what fic I'm talking about, can you hmu????

Small edit:

Yes, this fanfiction was originally on FFN when I originally read it years ago.

[sukunasbow]

men that eat pussy like they’re starving and you’re their last meal.

your legs are spread wide open as you sit on the edge of your bed, using your hands to hold yourself up as your legs shake with a mix of pleasure and tiredness as he brings you to another orgasm.

he devours you until his jaw aches, sitting on his knees and holding your legs apart. “just one more for me, baby. you can do it.”

dabi, EREN, gojo, jean, SUKUNA, KUROO, + your fav.

[joogios]

I wanna grow the apple, keep all the seeds

But I can't help but get so angry

You don't listen to me

[enigmatist17]

The first thing Cade Yeager felt was pain, which was to be expected when you're suddenly slamming into asphalt that had not been there five seconds ago. Well, that and the combat bruises and cuts, but those were permanent these days.

"Holy- are you alright?!" He can hear a few voices around him, and Cade winces as he cracks an eye open to see a few people knelt down around him. "Sir, can you hear us?"

"Just...just give me a second." His head feels like it's about to roll off when Cade sits up, but his physical discomfort is pushed aside for fear when he realizes he's surrounded by a large group, that little voice in his brain telling him to run run run run run. "What...?"

"Everyone back up!" The whistle of a police siren had Cade up and onto his feet in seconds, glad someone grabbed onto him when the world pitched to the side and he nearly fell back to the ground.

"Look, you guys are sweet to be concerned, but I have to go." Cade tried to pull away, swaying a little but mainly remaining upright as he looked around, realizing for the first time that things were...off.

"You're not going anywhere, not until we contact the Autobots. Guys don't come falling from the sky every day!" One of the cops shook their heads, Cade blinking at the kind of uniforms he hadn't seen since he was a kid back in the day.

"Wait wait wait, you know the Autobots?" That was...not what he expected, but regardless of the nods as the crowd was dispersed, he scooted ever closer to a huge gap that could easily lead to a large forest. Whatever answer one of the officers had been saying went unheard over the din of approaching cars, and Cade bolted for his exit, ignoring the surprised cries as he went for the forest behind the shops around him. It was jarring as hell to go from being in the middle of South Dakota to somewhere in the Pacific Northwest ???, but Cade could worry about the cool air when he was far enough from the public, shivering as he jumped a log and headed toward some distant running water.

"You know, I was not expecting to chase down a wayward human today." Cade had a split second to register the voice from his right before something landed in front of him with a loud thud, the human barely having enough time to dig his heels into the dirt to prevent himself from slamming into said thing. An Autobot he'd never seen stood a few feet away, hands up in a friendly gesture as they tilted their head slightly, clearly waiting for Cade to make the first move in their impromptu standoff. "I mean you no harm."

"Uh...thanks?" Cade cleared his throat as he slowly stood up from where he'd been crouched, running a hand through his hair. "I don't recognize you man, gotta name?"

"My designation is Prowl, and yours?" One of Prowl's doorwings twitched when Cade glanced around, blue eyes tracking every move with an intensity that made the inventor very uncomfortable. As much as Cade wanted to get a better look at the Cybertronian, the black and grey coloring, coupled with the unmistakable shield emblems that belonged on police cruisers, only made him wary. "If you try to run, I must advise you that you will not make it very far."

"I don't know man, I can run pretty fuckin' fast, been evading bots and the military for years." This Prowl's eyes widened momentarily before kneeling down, eyeing the human curiously. "What?"

"I do not know where you have come from, but we do not hunt humans for sport." The human crossed his arms with an annoyed look, before jumping at the sound of rapidly approaching cars, eyeing an escape once again. "Those are my allies."

"Oh jeeze, that's real comforting." Cade could feel the talisman crawling down his arm as various cars appeared between trees, watching the six cars that had appeared transform into Autobots of various sizes, the largest one towering far above the rest not too far from where Cade stood. Despite the older model of semi-truck, Cade felt his jaw drop when the taller bot spoke, kneeling down with a friendly hand held out.

"Greetings, I am Optimus Prime, and these are my fellow Autobots."

"....you know, I have to say, you are massive." The Optimus in front of him tilted his head slightly at the lack of surprise, and Cade shivered at the feeling of being scanned, though from this Optimus, it felt wrong. "Also rude, ask to scan me first? What is it with you Autobots and not askin' for shit?"

"You know of us?" This Optimus retracted his hand, but kept himself in place. "I also apologize for the scan, I was curious. What is your name?"

"...Cade, Cade Yeager." The talisman rested in the palm of his hand as he waited for the next move. "So...you guys can just walk around in the public eye?"

"Of course, we are allies with the human race, and protect them as much as we aid." Optimus shuttered his optics at the surprise that crossed Cade's face, shooting a quick glance at Prowl, who shrugged as he stood.

"Wow...never thought I'd see the day." There's a bitterness that lingers in his words, the human shifting in place before taking a proper look around. "And there are so many of you guys."

"You haven't seen anythin' yet my man." A bot to Cade's left hummed good-naturedly, and for the second time, Cade's jaw dropped at a familiar yet unfamiliar figure. "Got more of us back at the Ark and worldwide."

"...holy shit, you -!" Mission City had been kept quiet for a long time until the Chicago War, and footage of that day had been circulated once the government could no longer suppress the information.

That included someone catching Megatron ripping Jazz in half.

"Judgin' by the look on your face, I'm not around anymore huh?" Despite the smile on his faceplate, Jazz felt his Spark falter at the implication, catching Prowl's doorwings twitching in the corner of his optic.

"You - you went down trying to kill Megatron, for what it's worth." The name of the enemy faction's leader made more than one bot hiss in anger, but otherwise, they remained silent. "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it, can't change what's already happened." Jazz shrugged. "How's about we take this party to the others? I can just about hear Wheeljack and the others gettin' ready to tear out and head this way."

"Wheeljack is here too?!"

---

The Ark ended up being some sort of Autobot ship; Cade relieved to find the spaceship wasn't in the middle of flight or deep underwater. Hopping out of Optimus' cab once they had arrived, Cade couldn't help but stare at the sheer amount of bots just walking around, a far cry from the ragtag group of survivors he knew. Optimus kindly led him inside their base and explained their background, pointing out a few bots he had heard of, and many others he had not as they approached a massive computer.

"This is Teletraan-1, the heart of our operation. If your Optimus is here, this will help us find him as it did for you."

"Must be one hell of a computer." Cade whistled, picking a spot along the wall out of the way of the various Autobots to take a seat with a yawn. "Where are we anyways? This is not South Dakota."

"You are in Oregon, not far from the city of Portland."

"Oh...never been to Oregon." He watched the Autobot leader start typing away at the massive screens that littered the computer, unsure what else was needed from him. To be honest, it was the first time in ages Cade didn't need his head on a swivel, and before he could think on it too much further, the inventor was out like a light.

"Cade Yeager, do you -" Optimus blinked when he turned to the human, only to find the man slumped over against the wall, chest rising and falling in recharge. The Prime walked over and knelt down, carefully sliding one servo under the recharging human to pick him up in one movement, Cade freezing at the initial contact before going lax once more. The walk to the room they had repurposed for the small growing bad of humans that worked with them wasn't too far away, Sparkplug the only one around for the moment as he tinkered with one of Wheeljack's failed experiments.

"Hiya Optimus, what brings you here?"

"Someone needs to recharge, and doing so against Teletraan-1 is not the most comfortable place." The leader chuckled, depositing a man Sparkplug hadn't seen before on the bed Carly usually used when she came to visit Ironhide.

"Who's he?"

"He is...a visitor." Optimus carefully pulled a blanket over Cade before straightening, giving Sparkplug his full attention. "His name is Cade, and I fear he might be disoriented if he awakens alone. May I ask that you watch over him?"

"No worries, I was planning on spending the night anyway." Sparkplug nodded, eyeing the man with a curious look. "I'm assumin' he set off that weird alert from Teletraan?"

"Indeed, and it appears he might not have arrived alone."

---

In a forest not far from the Ark, Optimus Prime comes online with a groan, his frame rattling from some sort of impact he can't remember. The pain wasn't too overwhelming as he slowly sat up, a little relieved to see his sword wasn't too far from his reach, groaning as he grabbed it and drew it close.

His spark stops when he doesn't sense Cade anywhere nearby, the Prime looking around wildly as he finally gets fully up onto his pedes.

"Cade?! Where are you?" Optimus winces when he takes a step forward, but disregards the pain as he continually scans the area, cursing at the human town that wasn't far off. His only luck was that it was the dead of night, and despite Cade not responding to his calls, there were no recent signs that anyone had been around the area to potentially arrest Cade. What eventually did catch his attention were faint energon signals that appeared to be coming closer to his location, battle mask emerging as he did his best to hide in the thick forest. A few kilicks later four cars pulled to a stop along the road Optimus observed, transforming with their backs facing each other as they scanned the area.

"Teletraan-1 marked the signal not far from here, so fan out and keep your weapons holstered." A white and red bot spoke with a pointed look, Optimus' spark stopping yet again as he had to stop himself from calling out to a bot that shouldn't be alive. "If any of you startle him, you'll be on Red Alert duty for a whole deca-cycle."

"That is cold mech, real cold." A black and white visored mech responded with a shake of his helm, and this time, Optimus couldn't stop the pained vent that escaped him. All four bots whipped their helms to look in his direction, servos flexing but remaining away from their weapons, barely able to make out a tall figure within the trees.

"....Optimus? Is that you?" A taller red mech called out, stepping forward with a small smile. "Yer buddy Cade told us you'd be comin'."

"Where is he?" Optics widened as Optimus slowly stalked forward, clearly a few helms taller than their own and looking like he'd been through the proverbial grinder, a massive sword in hand as he stared down at them with his battle mask extended. "If this is some trick, none of you will leave alive."

"Whoa whoa my mech, no need for threats." The visored mech stepped forward, servos still raised. "We aren't here to hurt you, I swear to Primus. We don't know how this happened, but you and your buddy got pulled here from...wherever you're from, and we only want ta help ya get home."

"Home...a word I know no longer." Optimus stared at the mech, who could only be Jazz, before slowly sheathing his sword. "We cannot remain here, the humans are too close."

"The humans are our allies, they won't harm you." The fourth bot chimed in, one so small Optimus had not seen him initially. The Prime stared at him for a long time without speaking a word, shoulders sagging from weariness as he finally walked forward to the road, transforming into a massive semi-truck.

"Show me the way."

Optimus didn't say a word as they led the bot to the Ark, the beat-up truck getting more than a few side eyes from passing motorists. If eyes stayed on his form for too long, Optimus would veer off-road and remain there until the humans pressed on. The four other bots eventually formed a perimeter around Optimus, sparks aching at the insinuations. More than a few bots were hovering around the ship's entrance when the group arrived, whispers and shocked noises escaping them when Optimus transformed, scanning the crowd with a pained expression.

"I would normally ask a new bot for their designation, but I believe this time, we can skip the formalities." A shorter version of himself stepped forward, and it was clear that their shared voices were a bit disconcerting to hear. "Welcome to the Ark."

"Thank you." Optimus stepped forward as he retracted his mask, eyeing the Ark with a curious expression. "This ship is...much larger than the Ark I knew of long ago."

"I shall take that as a compliment." His double chuckled softly as he turned to the other bots, helm tilting forward slightly. "Everyone, please return to your posts, there will be time for questions later."

"You heard the man, let's go." Jazz whistled as he passed by the taller bot, giving him a nod as various mechs grumbled but dispersed to avoid any potential punishments. It wasn't long before the two Primes were alone, the shorter Prime motioning for his counterpart to follow.

"Ratchet can fix you up if you'd like, unless you require something else?"

"Please, show me to Cade Yeager."

"As you wish." Optimus led his taller counterpart inside the Ark, explaining what various areas were as they walked, ignoring the stares and whispers as they headed for the human living quarters. The shorter Prime stepped back to allow the other to step inside, Cade still asleep on the bed he'd been placed on breems earlier. He was silent as he watched the other Prime kneel down beside the human, a servo gently resting on his cheek as he murmured to him in their native tongue. Cade stirred at the voice and pressure, and to Optimus' astonishment, his eyes were shining blue much like their optics did as he looked around blearily, visibly relaxing when he caught sight of the mech crouched in front of him.

"You're here?" Cade moved to sit up, but Optimus gently pressed him down with a soft shake of his helm, Cade frowning a little but sank back into the mattress with a hum. "You alright, big guy?"

"I am alright, you need not be concerned for me." The human scoffed as Optimus shifted to sit by his bedside, sagging against the wall behind him.

"Right, and I'm in the best shape of my life right now." Cade rolled his eyes, the glow fading from his eyes as he sat up with a wince, holding a hand out when his Optimus moved to steady him. "Do you want to transform, or is that too much?"

"I would prefer to remain this way." Optimus held a servo out when Cade grabbed the blanket and pillow from his bed, the human climbing on as Optimus opened his chest plating, carefully placing Cade onto the seat inside. "Is this comfortable?"

"Always is." Cade sounded half asleep as he got comfortable, pulling the blanket over himself and gently knocking some of the metal beside him. "Get some recharge, or I'll make you regret it."

"As you say." Optimus made an amused noise as he adjusted, his optics appearing to flicker off as he heard the other human in the room stop tinkering. Not long after, the lights in the room dimmed. "Thank you."

"Don't mention it, you both look like hell." Optimus grumbled something as the second human chuckled, only truly offlining his optics once the other had left the room, closing the door behind him. Tossing the maglock he carried for emergencies onto the door, it helped to know it would at least buy them time if anyone came by, and Optimus finally let his beleaguered body experience relief as he faded into recharge.

[the-treefort-au]

Some doodle draws!

Individuals

[ladydevilhunter]

Eren Yeager and his daughter, Carla Yeager.

AO3 fanfic link: Bonds of Betrayal

[sparklewrites1]

Eren: What kinds of sounds annoy you?

Armin: Are we talking real sounds or imaginary ones?

Eren, now interested: Lets say imaginary.

Armin: Spiders wearing flip flops.

[robinainthood]

Earthmover

⸢ ᴇʀᴇɴ x ʜɪꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴀ ⸥ ⸢ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ ᴏɴ ᴛɪᴛᴀɴ , 進撃の巨人 ⸥

Wordcount: 1.3k (1/? Chapters) Tags: Alternate Canon, 50 Year Plan, inherent tragedy of fighting for freedom in a world that has none, Royalty, Political Marriage, Forbidden Proximity, forbidden touch, in which hand holding is Scandalous, Character Study, Relationship Study, Heavy Angst, Introspection, Excessive Romance, Slow to Update

This was the Eren Jaeger she’d come to know in their years together; the one who would use any means necessary to achieve his goals. The one forged from fire and storms and all things ravaging, devastating, and divine. The one who found solace in shadows and underbellies and words left unsaid. The one stuck in a nightmare.

In which a want is not a need.

Or, in which Historia agrees to the 50-year plan.

AO3 Link (excerpt under the cut!)

The throne room was filled to the brim with chattering politicians and military personnel. Rumors had spread over the following weeks of the titans' disappearance, the district fraught with suspicions as the Scout and Garrison regiments spent more time within the walls than outside them. As life slowed to an unfamiliar lull.

Minutes prior, Historia had found purchase in Eren ’s arm as she descended the carriage onto the icy roads of Trost. He’d regarded her with a stony expression, staring ahead as they ascended the stairs to the throne room.

“Keep your guard up.” He’d said solemnly. “They’re sharks, the lot of them. That Azumabito woman has no moral compass whatsoever. She’ll devour you.”

Of course, Kiyomi would turn out to be an ally of Paradis island, and quite the valuable one at that. An unwavering greed wouldn ’t change that, not when they had both the Attack Titan and the Founding Titan in their arsenal.

Despite this, and regardless of any sense or reason or, god forbid, trust he ’d claimed to have in her acumen, her protector would stride into the room as if the entire world were waiting for him to let his guard down. Arm tight against her hand.

Then there was talk of royal blood and inheriting the Beast Titan and bearing children and fifty years of geopolitics and it was all she could do to bite back the venom that hid somewhere deep, the same venom she ’d felt crawl up her throat like bile the day she’d tore chains from the boy seeking freedom. The same venom that made way for guilt and shame, for selfish decisions and the horrible, familiar feeling that maybe, just maybe, the world would be better off if no one was around to see it.

[animeisfornerdz]

The Ultimatum || Zeke Jaeger

Synopsis - Zeke see's you and General Theo Magath in an intimate moment. The next day he pulls you one side and confronts you, giving you an ultimatum.

Warnings - NSFW. Dub-Con/Non-Con.

Word Count - 1.9k

[Caffeinate Me]

You were pushed up against the wall in the alleyway. General Theo Magath’s hands trailed down your waist and his lips were pushed up against yours, kissing you eagerly. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered breathily against your lips. His tongue licked your bottom lip, as if asking for entrance to your mouth, while one of his hands grabbed your right breast. 

You let out a soft whimper, revelling in the feeling of his hands pawing at your body. Quickly you came to your senses and shook your head, “we can’t do this here,” you whispered.

“Why not?” He asked, pulling your bottom lip between his teeth. 

“Somebody might see us!” You protested, although letting out soft moans. 

“Nobody will see us here my darling,” he whispered. 

General Theo Magath pulled away from your lips for a second to look into your eyes, reassuring you with a silent glance. You took a shaky breath and nodded. Almost instantly, General Magath turned you around so you were facing the wall before pulling down your trousers and underwear, marvelling at your exposed cunt before him. This wasn’t your first time with the General, in fact, the two of you had been in a secret relationship for the last few weeks. Nobody knew though; nobody could know. A Marleyan and an Eldian? It was practically unheard of and the two of you would be shunned for it. Despite this, you still took his breath away. He quickly pulled his cock out of his trousers and lined himself up with your entrance before slamming inside of you relentlessly. 

What you didn’t know is that somebody was watching you the entire time. 

The next day seemed relatively normal. You woke up, had breakfast and then headed straight to the training field. Your lover gave you a quick smirk before ordering you to train. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, not even when Zeke Jaeger stayed behind after training to talk to you. The blonde would often do that in order to keep bonds between the Warriors. He leaned against the wall as you switched your shoes, looking down on you through his glasses. You felt his stare and looked up at him, giving a smile before saying, “what’s wrong Zeke?” You turned your attention back to your shoes. 

“So,” he whispered. “You and the General, huh?” 

Your eyes widened and your movements slowed as you looked back up at Zeke. “W-What?” You asked, a slight stammer on your tongue. 

“You and General Magath. You’re fucking, right?” Zeke asked, lighting up a cigarette. 

You shook your head, “no.”

“That’s not what I saw,” Zeke grinned, the now lit cigarette placed firmly between his lips. He took a drag of it before blowing the smoke your way. “I saw him fucking you yesterday. Outside in the alleyway.”

“Y-You saw that?” You asked. Your face was red with embarrassment, but also with fear. 

“Oh I saw that,” Zeke repeated. He knelt down in front of you and smirked sadistically. “You don’t want me to tell, do you?” He asked, his voice sickeningly sweet like honey. All you could do was shake your head. “Then I have something I want you to do for me.” You nodded silently, lips parted ever so slightly and eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. 

There was silence for a moment as Zeke stared into your eyes. You knew he was enjoying the moment. Enjoying the power he had over you in the current situation. You gulped slightly before saying, “what is it you want me to do for you?” 

Zeke threw his half-smoked cigarette on the floor and stomped on it with his boot to put it out before looking around. It was as if he was looking for somebody. When he saw no one around, he looked at you again. His hand went down to his crotch area, fumbling with the zipper on his trousers. “Suck,” he ordered. 

“E-Excuse me?” You asked, eyes widening even more. 

“You heard me,” Zeke said, raising an eyebrow. His zipper was down and he was already pulling his flaccid cock out. “Suck.” You stared him in the eyes for a few seconds, trying to deduce whether or not he was joking, but when he shoved his cock in your face you realised he was being deadly serious. “If you don’t want people to know, you’ll suck my dick.” 

You were unable to protest before Zeke was forcing your mouth open and shoving his cock into your mouth. He let out a soft groan as he began to fuck your face, cock hardening in your mouth by the second. You rolled your eyes back into your head as you hollowed your cheeks, already desperate to please him. You didn’t want anyone to know about you and General Theo Magath. 

Zeke’s left hand wrapped around the strands of hair on top of your head and moved you along his length. His cock hit the back of your throat, causing you to gag on his length. “That’s a good girl,” Zeke mumbled, eyes fixed on your mouth. Your tongue swirled around his tip and Zeke shivered at the contact, eyes closing momentarily before opening again. He fucked your face ruthlessly, not giving you a second to breathe. You felt yourself getting wetter by the second as Zeke continued his movements. So much so, you dropped one of your hands to your crotch and began to palm yourself through your pants. “Dirty girl. Are you getting off from this? Huh? You getting off from me fucking your throat?” He asked hoarsely. You closed your eyes and nodded a simple ‘yes’, a soft moan erupting in your throat. The moan came out muffled, mouth still full of Zeke’s cock. Without warning, Zeke removed his cock from your mouth and you sighed dramatically, almost missing the feeling of being full. “Do you want more, huh?” You nodded. “Answer me with words, pretty thing, do you want more?”

You stared up at Zeke for a few seconds before you finally responded. “Will you tell anybody about me and the General if I do this?” You asked softly, voice trembling and throat hurting. 

Zeke shook his head. “No, I won’t tell anyone.”

You nodded to yourself and stood up, watching as Zeke’s cock bobbed up and down as he stared down at you. “Okay,” you whispered. 

Zeke took your hand and dragged you to the edge of the training field where no one would be able to see the two of you. He checked once more that nobody was around before he attached his lips to your neck. In surprise, you let out a soft whimper. Your eyes were still wide as Zeke continued his assault on your neck, licking and sucking at the soft flesh that separated him from your jugular vein. One of his hands began to unbutton your trousers with ease as his other hand pumped his still hardened cock. “You be a good girl for me and your secret is safe,” Zeke whispered. You nodded quickly, closing your eyes and revelling in the feeling of his lips on your neck. You couldn’t help the guilt that pooled in your stomach, however. When your trousers and underwear were pooled at your ankles, Zeke slicked a finger up your folds slowly. You let out a soft gasp as your body shivered at his touch. “You’re so wet,” Zeke mumbled, his finger slowly pushing into your entrance, stretching you out. 

“No I’m not,” you mumbled, face flushing red. 

Zeke didn’t say anything, instead he withdrew his finger from your cunt and lifted it to your mouth. “Taste it,” he whispered huskily. You shook your head, but Zeke wasn’t taking no for an answer. He pushed his finger past your lip and into your mouth. “Suck,” he said. Your eyes went wide but you did as he said. You sucked your juices off his finger and Zeke let out a soft moan as he felt your tongue wrap around his digit. “Good girl.” 

He retracted his finger and smiled sweetly at you before lowering his hand back down to your pussy. This time, he inserted two fingers into you. You let out another moan as he fully sheathed his fingers inside of you, your eyes rolling back into your head. “Oh fuck-” you whimpered. 

“Feel good?” Zeke asked as his fingers began to curl inside of you. You couldn’t talk, only nod as he began to move slowly. “Good girl.” 

Your back was pressed against the wall, arching as Zeke reached that special spot inside of you. You let out a choked cry as he sped his fingers up. “I’m gonna cum,” you whimpered. 

“That’s a good girl,” Zeke mumbled. “Cum for me. Cum for me and your secret is safe.” Without any other words, you came, and hard. Your eyelids fluttered. A string of ‘fuck’s’ left your lips as you did. Once Zeke was satisfied, he pulled his fingers away from you and continued to pump at his erect length. He turned you around so you were facing the wall and lined himself up before slowly pushing himself in, inch by inch. “You’re being so good for me,” Zeke cooed in your ear as he bottomed out into you. You bite your bottom lip as he began to thrust himself into your cunt trying your hardest not to let out any sounds for fear of being caught. Zeke’s hands travelled to your covered breasts, cupping them desperately., kneading them with everything he had. He was panting in your ear as he continued his movements. “You know, if you keep squeezing around me like that, I won’t last,” he panted. 

“Can’t help it,” you whimpered. “It feels so good.”

“You’re right,” Zeke gasped. “It feels better than I imagined.”

You felt yourself nearing your second orgasm as Zeke violated your hole, pumping inside of you almost desperately. “Going to cum again,” you whined. Zeke just nodded his head, signalling he too was close. “Zeke!” You cried out, grasping the wall in front of you as your orgasm washed over you. This time, your legs shook violently and you had to try your hardest to keep yourself up as Zeke continued to thrust into you roughly. 

“God baby, I’m gonna cum,” he groaned and with a few more staggered thrusts, spilled himself deep inside of you. Zeke was breathing was ragged as he pulled out of you with a ‘pop’. You found yourself whimpering from the loss of contact as he retracted his dick and zipped up his trousers. “You were such a good girl,” he whispered after a few moments of silence. “It’s a shame I have to tell on you.”

Your eyes widened. “But you said-”

“I know, I know,” he whispered, his voice sickeningly sweet. Zeke tilted his head to the side as he watched you pull up your own trousers quickly, shaking with each movement. 

“You can’t!” You cried out, tears pooling at your lower lash line. “You promised!” Zeke shook his head as he began to walk away, leaving you feeling used and violated. “You promised!” You screamed after him. 

Zeke didn’t turn around, nor did he stop. He had already made his mind up from the second he saw you and General Magath having sex. Now, you had to face the consequences. He just had to have you once before he told.

[chaotic-on-main]

y'all I just- listen. I'm having such a hard time with emotions right now.

i'm not kidding when I say that watching Eren and Armin's interactions throughout the entire final episode just really warmed my heart. to see the love they have for each other, the banter and the vulnerability tied in with the mischievous mocking and searching for understanding. I just- their love is portrayed so well and it makes me smile so big because I saw myself in them with my best friend.

"We'll be together forever, in hell."

like, yeah you will 😭 because best friends follow each other wherever it may be.

[firwhorl]

what's Yelena's deal?

i mean her purpose in the story. i see that she wanted to see Eren as special, which could undo development he had in s3, but Eren didn't buy into her idea of him so i don't see the point. was it to just make us believe that he regressed in this way and that's the reason for his actions?

wait no it was pretty visible that he didn't really connect with Yelena, was it to show that he's still disillusioned by the idea of being special. she reminds me of Mikasa in this sense, or more accurately i feel she'd remind Eren of her - on both sides there's someone who believes he's special and unquestionable, and he knows that they're not actually seeing him since he doesn't deserve it (becoming less true for Mikasa at this point, but Eren's not really privy to that). also Yelena wants him to be both special and basically a god, and he is going to take role of a god for a bit, even as a very flawed person.

this doesn't satisfy me as an answer at all btw

there's of course also the point that aot sprinkles in all kinds of characters with different viewpoints formed in reaction to the world they live in to just show them to us, and in that sense i am pretty satisfied with Yelena as a character. it is pretty interesting that she wants to have this religious reverence seemingly for the sake of it. she probably also went against Marley not because of any real moral opposition to them but because she wanted to have a cause, like Pieck implied. ohhhh wait that's like Eren. also never satisfied with life but she did live in a time where she's not in any existential threat so she manufactured a conflict to participate in. ofc it could be that she actually does have a reason to dislike Marley, and it would explain why her conflict of choice isn't to fight for Marley. wait but i kinda like the idea that she was really into saving the world by defeating the island devils and preventing the rumbling or whatever the fuck, but then she saw Zeke

[sweetsummercourier]

A mother and a son and someone you know...

Saoirse and her baby boy! He does have a name, I just havent decided if I'm going to change it or not cause its been a few years :)

Post Rumbling, Saoirse grows her hair back out and its more fluffy and controlled.

Eren is always watching over them. The dove is never too far from where they are...

Note: babies are harder to draw than they look. The baby is heavily referenced from the baby Eren we see in S4.

[twpsyn-who]

Something something soulmate au in which you dream little moments of your future up until you meet your soulmate for the first. The catch? First, you dream only of your future with your soulmate. Little moments of you two together. If your soulmate isn't there, you ain't seeing it. Second, it is a dream. Not everyone is going to remember those. Third, it stops once you meet your soulmate.

Now this but JeanMarco. And I don't know about Marco, but Jean 100% remembers his dreams. It just sucks because more often than not there's more people around so, you know, finding out who's actually the soulmate takes some time on his part. Also he takes notice of the fact that he only sees moments of his time as a trainee. Aka something happens. Cue to Jean spending all his childhood trying to understand what his dreams are trying to say and eventually trying to keep them both alive during Trost.

[joogios]

The Warrior kids aren’t Zeke’s biological kids but as they’re all eldians and zeke was their primary go-between when it came to adults i think it’d be funny to have the marleyean brass/civilians/foreign ambassadors refer to them as zeke’s kids and like this offhanded hahaha remark about how their devil ancestor ymir also had kids so young flavoured of course with some charming victim-blaming misogyny for a kicker and zeke just laughs diplomatically but inside he’s screaming his shit off throwing plates mentally banging his head against the wall contemplating suicide then ghosts the warrior kids for a month

[ereami0]

Mikasa ackerman x Eren jeager au 🥀🫶🏻.

Summary : A marriage of convenience between Azumabito Princess, Mikasa Ackerman and General of Eldian army, Eren Jaeger🧣🩶.

[the-treefort-au]

Have a art of Dallas because today the wheel said so

And I needed to finalize his hatless design anyways

I'm thinking about memes to draw some mercs to....