#because it's eren and he wasn't my husband back then

[harley-rose25]

In which I give the longest explanation of my opinions on Eremika and why I don't like it.

If you see my other AoT post, I likely give the impression of being a hardcore eremika anti; and while I'm not clearly not a fan of the ship I also don't believe that it just came out of nowhere, or was completely unexpected; like some eremika antis seem to think. Seasons 1-3 I honestly expected an eremika ending. Season 3 I had some thoughts that maybe we were getting a erehisu instead, but ultimately I assumed either an eremika or a no-pairing ending even by the end of season 3.

This is not because I thought the ship was built up well or had really good moments pointing towards a mutual romance/love. There are some moments where Eren shows some level of care or affection towards Mikasa; but, to me, it doesn't come off like he's in love with her. It can be interpreted that way, but I felt it was more like showing general platonic care and that those more romantic feeling could be built up or in some cases like his feelings were moving in that direction. The reason I assumed it was the most likely end game ship if there was to be a ship is because of other cannon ships where one character is in love, often obsessively so with the other and the other is either oblivious, doesn't really care, or actively seems to dislike them until the end of the series when suddenly they're also in love. ie; Sakura and Sasuke, Hinata and Naruto, Aang and Katara. Eren and Mikasa dynamic reminded me of these, especially Sakura and Sasuke.

My main issues with the eremika ship are: 1. how it compares to erehisu; Eren and Mikasa do have deep emotional moment together but Eren and Historia have deep emotional moment because of each other. That is, Eren's emotional moment with Mikasa would be just as emotional even if she wasn't there, where as Historia is integral to the moments she has with Eren. In season 4 the erehisu ship is really build up by how desperate Eren is to protect Historia, how he angrily jumps to her defense, how he's shown visiting her at the farm, how he smiles at her and no one else. Even other characters notice this; in season 3 Jean tells Eren he should stop holding hands with Historia all the time (I'm aware that the hand holding was because they were trying to get more memories/activate the founding titan, but it means that Eren and Historia had a lot of confirmed off screen time together), and in season 4 Hange looks at Eren smiling at Historia and then later tells Eren that She thought He would never sacrifice Historia; strongly indicating an assumption of a deeper level of care. All in all I think erehisu had better scenes to building a relationship of mutual care and understanding and also better scenes showing that Eren cares about Historia in a way that isn't shown with anyone else (save maybe Armin) This means that when we end up with eremika now it feels a little cheap or just off. If we got more moments showing a deeper level of care and understand between Eren and Mikasa or if The moments between Eren and Historia, and Erens reactions to Historia didn't have so much weight then an eremika ending would make more sense.

reason number 2: What it does to Mikasas character; Mikasa's love for Eren seems born out of an obsession that comes from losing her parent in a violent murder/kidnapping and then being saved by him. This is then compounded when Eren's mom dies since she was like an adoptive mother to Mikasa. She's a traumatized young girl who never actually deals with her trauma and instead hyperfixates on Eren. Mikasa entire character arc is her chasing after Eren like a neglected dog until that one scene where for like 5 minutes she finally starts to see Eren for the violent psychopath he actually is and questions what she had seen in him; but never mind that because she's back to being so obsessively in love with him that even after he dies she spends that rest of her life visiting his grave with her (probably husband and kids) and also never takes off that scarf.

reason number 3: Mikasa doesn't understand Eren. People argue that Mikasa understood Eren in a different ways, that she understood certain parts of him, but that's literally just admitting that there's clearly parts of Eren she doesn't understand. Actually, I'd argue that as its depicted Mikasa doesn't seem to understand Eren on a fundamental level. Examples: When he failed at the initial ODM gear test she told him to give up being a soldier and then went on to say that he needn't drop out alone, that she would be following him; when he passed the ODM gear test she says that he's relieved that he wont be separated from her. She assumes that the reason he'd be upset about failing to make it as a soldier is related specifically to her and not wanting to be apart from her; When Connie is angry about Eren laughing after Sasha's death he asks Mikasa why he would do that and she can't answer; despite the fact that she's witnessed him laughing in an emotional and traumatic situation before and should have been able to understand that he does it as a coping mechanism. She'd also completely blind to his obvious anti-social personality disorder (psychopathy), though to be fair so is everyone else including most Eren stans. (like, I love Eren, I stan Eren but he is like text book certifiably ASPD psychopathic)

[jjkeremika]

Moonlight

description: Mikasa sneaks out to see the boyfriend (eren) her parents don't approve of

pairing: eren x mikasa, eremika (aot/snk)

(warnings ?: "smoking weed", groping, spanking, oral(mikasa receiving), fingering, penetration, mention of daddy, virgin!Mikasa)

It was at the dinner table at the end of the meal when she finally worked up the courage to ask. "Hey mum, dad," she started quietly, crossing her ankles. Last night they almost didn't let her go. "Is it okay if I stay at a friend's house tonight?"

Her dad sighed, and Mikasa deflated slightly. She knew what the sigh entailed. They were about to look at each other.

Her parents looked at each other knowingly, both of them recognizing that the moment they'd discussed last night was already happening.

"Mikasa," her father's loud voice commanded Mikasa's attention from her mother's lack of eye contact, "we know that you aren't really going to Sasha's house."

The weight dropped in her stomach -- oh no. She started playing with the ring on her finger, the unsettling and uncomfortable tingle of being caught spreading down her spinal cord. She silently prayed the heat rushing to her face wasn't visible.

Mikasa's eyes shifted between her two parents, who sat stoically, her father's stern expression digging holes into her skin, her mother's unreadable.

Mikasa inhaled deeply, hoping that she hasn't been silent for suspiciously long. "That's because I'm going to Historia's," she responded slowly, trying not to shrink in front of her father.

"Oh," was all her mother added, sinking into the wooden chair slightly.

"Isn't she the one who introduced you to that boy?" her dad asked. Mikasa swallowed, she didn't think they remembered that tiny detail. "Are you sure he won't be there? Are you sure you're not just leaving to see him?"

She didn't answer in time.

"No. You're not leaving tonight," he commanded. "That's final." He stood and left the table, exiting the room without so much as glancing at Mikasa, who sat in her chair, sad and irritated.

She rolled her eyes as she watched her mother chase after her husband, leaving her to clean up the table.

Eren had called her around ten, asking why she cancelled and if he could see her anyway, park down the street and sneak in through her window. She laughed, a sound which made him smile even through his car speakers. "My dad would kill you."

"Not if I kill him first," he responded, and she could practically hear the foolish smile on his face. She rolled her eyes but it sparked a laugh anyway.

"Oh my," she breathed out after laughing, "I'd be sad without my dad though. What then?"

"I can be your daddy," Eren replied, his tone more serious than earlier. "We both know you already want me to be."

To say she was at a loss for words would be an understatement. She wanted to force a laugh, play along with the joke, but the warmth brewing between her legs and the curling of her toes held her back.

The thought made her blush in a way she didn't expect. More unholy thoughts flooded into her mind, visualizing the muscular, brown-haired man kissing beyond her lips and neck, caressing spots on her body that have never been touched.

Eren hummed to himself at her silence. He was just messing with her, because the way she flustered afterwards was so adorable he couldn't help it. But usually she was stammering, yelling something along the lines of, "Eren! You can't say stuff like that!" with red cheeks and avoiding all contact.

So her silence was... notable.

He was waiting for her to say something, she knew that. But the one phrase unlocked the gates and now her imagination ran wild, reels of Eren kissing and touching places she's never noticed playing nonstop, tingling sensations of how she thought his touch would feel appearing on her skin.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come over?" Eren asked again.

Mikasa wanted to thank him for changing the subject, but his question didn't tame any of the wild thoughts trampling her brain.

"You can't come over," she answered, her throat the driest its ever been. "Like I said," she took a deep breath and closed her eyes, "my dad will kill you." I can be your daddy.

Eren felt his trousers tighten as the same thoughts entered his head. He recognized her uneven breathing, the slight tense tone change. He couldn't not recognize it, he'd heard it pressed right to his ear before, when she finally let him kiss her neck. "Right."

The silence only made the blood pumping to their pelvises more noticeable.

After a few moments of the quiet seeping into their bones, they exchanged goodnights and sleep tights and ended the call.

Around two hours later, still awake as her wild thoughts led her down a horny internet rabbit hole, she received a string of texts from Eren, telling her to look outside.

There he was, waving happily at her. She put on her pajama pants and shoes and opened the window, climbing out and leaving a wooden stick to prop it barely open.

Eren led the way to his car with their hands entwined, trying to get away before anyone noticed. He held her hand as they drove to a nearby beach, Mikasa softly singing along to the music.

He took her to a beach, the two of them finding a spot near the car. Eren sat down first and pulled Mikasa onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her to hold her in place.

Eren leaned back lightly and fussed with his pockets to pull out a lighter and roll pack. Mikasa played music quietly on her phone, humming along even more softly, and watched the bundled white smoke escape into the open air, shining in the light of the clear moonlight.

He watched the waterline and sky, being careful to avoid blowing smoke near her face, as she admired the moonlight kissing his skin, highlighting his features in a breathtaking way. She felt her breathing stop when he looked over at her and smiled, her heart skipping beats.

Mikasa held her hand up, non-verbally asking for him to pass the roll. He held it to his lips, inhaled deeply, then put it out. Almost immediately after his hand was on her cheek and angled her face so that his lips were on hers, letting the smoke drift into and out the sides of their mouths and he pried her lips apart with his tongue.

She was so distracted and surprised with his kiss she forgot to inhale. Probably the point. He never let her smoke.

She wrapped her arms around his neck to keep him in place, feeling dizzy from the smoke that made it through or the sudden kiss or a combination of both.

She rearranged herself in his lap without breaking apart, keeping her hands on his cheeks to prevent him from pulling away, not like he was planning on it anyway. She leaned into him until he was leaning back onto his elbows, Eren letting her take control of the kiss and resisting the urge to grind his hips under her.

Mikasa rotated her hips and Eren moaned, the action taking him by surprise. He used his core strength to lift slightly and moved his hands to her neck and back, restraining from reaching for her ass or grabbing her hips too tight.

As they kissed to music of the waves, the sound of their lips colliding together matching the sound of the water crashing into the shore, Eren's hands slowly slid down her back to her butt, yielding to the tempting feeling in his lower abdomen and firmly grabbing the round cheeks with a hard grip.

"Eren!" Mikasa yelped, giggling, and he smirked when she didn't push his hands away. Eren smacked one cheek before taking hold of both cheeks and dragging her closer, moaning at the friction against his growing erection. "E-Eren," she moaned out, tilting her head back as he groped at her cheeks and kissed at her neck.

"Yes, baby?" he whispered huskily, causing the skin underneath his lips to tingle at the vibration. Her open mouth twitched into a smile at the new, pleasant feeling racing to her pelvis. "What can I..." His lips on her skin felt ghostly, the extremely soft tingle so very enticing. "...do to you?"

Eren's hands dipped into her pajama pants while she processed his question, while she struggled to process the sudden blood rush and warm feeling that rapidly ensued. "Oh, I meant for you," he corrected, smirking, softly biting her shoulder to keep her from pulling away.

The feeling of contradictory fabrics rubbing against the palms and backs of his hands turned him on, and it made finding the exposed soft skin of her butt and thighs so much more titillating.

"Hmpf, I, I, ahhh." Moaning felt like all she could do as he pawed at her bum and kissed along her collarbones, feeling the blood pumping to and the liquid leaking out of her pelvis. His hands felt so strong and rugged and his grip was so firm and warm.

"Well?" His voice dropped octaves as it laced with sultry sex, with an unprecedented grumbling neediness she's never heard from him before. "Do you want to stop?" he asked, grabbing her ass and using his arm strength to grind her onto his lap, manually rotating her hips. She was too breathless to form words and her mind was lagging but she shook her head fervently and grabbed his head, pulling him closer to her chest, just above her cleavage, he could feel it.

He brazenly bit the shirt fabric between her breasts, his teeth just grazing against the thin skin under the shirt, realizing just now that she wasn't wearing a bra. She arched her back, puffing her chest out for him, and he felt her breasts brush against his cheeks.

One hand slipped out from her pants into the sand, supporting his weight as he sharply pushed his crotch up into hers, smirking and admiring her euphoric smile as she gasped.

She never answered his question. "Do you want to keep going, angel?" He could already feel the pre-cum leaking into his briefs.

This feeling of his hard erection against her inexperienced clit was new and enticing and favorable and a high she desperately needed to chase. "Yes," she immediately breathed out, starting to grind down on him with more haste, more need, "yes, yes, yes."

Eren's hand held onto her neck and he pulled her in for a long kiss. "Let's go back to the car," he mumbled against her lips, to which she rapidly nodded in agreement.

He gripped her thighs and suddenly lifted her over his shoulder, then stood up to walk to the car. She blushed deep red as her face and hands were close to his ass and her ass was so close to his face and the arm that wrapped around her waist to hold on her felt so tight and secure and it all made her so warm.

Her cheeks invented the deepest shade of red when she remembered the wet spot on her panties that she just knew he could smell. Little did she know it was making his mouth water, making him harder.

He finally put her down in front of the open back passenger door, onto the seats already put down, gesturing with his hand to enter first. He lightly smacked her ass repeatedly as she climbed inside, each one making her smile widen and evoking a giggle.

Eren scrambled in after her, quickly shutting the door and locking the car. Mikasa's phone continued to play music as Eren's hands reached for the hem of his shirt, pulling it off effortlessly.

The sight always took her breath away, and she was so distracted drooling over the sculpted abs and deep collarbones and defined pecs and hard nipples that she didn't even register that he'd slipped his jeans off.

She gulped when her eyes trailed down his abdomen, following the deep lines pointing to the prominent tented fabric, blushing and rapidly lifting her eyes back to his chest.

His airy chuckle was soothing, massaging out the breath she was holding. "It's okay," he said as he moved closer, still smiling, sitting next to her and holding her neck, "you can look." He kissed her quickly, then rested his forehead against hers. "I like when you look at me."

There was a slight pause, a settling hesitancy. "I like looking at you," she whispered softly, chasing his lips and kissing him again, following the adrenaline coupled with desire. She shut her eyes tight and held her breath. "And I like when you look at me."

He pulled back slightly so he could look at her entire face, rubbing his thumb against her cheek. "Oh, I love looking at you." It was dark, extra dark with the cover of his car, but the moonlight shining through the windows lit up her features, a shining halo outlining her whole body. "Almost as much as I love yo--"

He cut himself off, tightly shutting his eyes and scrunching his face like he'd revealed a secret he shouldn't have, like he'd spoiled a plan, ruined something special. Mikasa's eyes widened slightly, feeling her heart swell and the words I love you too lodging in her throat. blocking off the airflow.

"I didn't say that," he added quickly, nervously, fearfully, "unless... unless you..." Eren eyed her carefully, struggling to read her expression in the shadowed light.

Actions speak louder than words, and the words were lost on her anyway. Immediately Mikasa was removing her shirt, bending awkwardly to pull it over her head. She stared at him afterwards, giggling at his dropped jaw and dilated irises that were fixed on her perky nipples.

She was pleasantly surprised at how comfortable she felt with him, with their clothes on the seats, with his eyes fixed on her body. She didn't feel scrutinized; she felt admired. "Do you want to take my pants off?" she asked, surprising Eren with this sudden erotic confidence.

His eyes flicked up to hers and his dick twitched. "Oh, baby, there's a lot I want to do to you." He reached his hand out and cupped her breast, rubbing his tough palm against her hard nipple, his fingers squeezing the flesh. Their lips met in the middle, engaging in frequent short kisses, Eren leaning over her until her back was flat to the seat. "I'd be honored to take your pants off."

His lips worked down to her nipple and his tongue played with the pointy nub as his hands slid down her naked sides until they connected with the soft fabric. He pressed his head into her chest and lightly bit the skin, swiftly removing the pajamas simultaneously.

He thoroughly enjoyed the sight of his girlfriend beneath him, almost fully naked and squirming under his touch. She squeaked when he pinched her nipple. He smiled at the noise, wondering what else she sounded like.

One hand returned to her breast and the other tightly gripped her butt, Eren moaning when he felt the damp--no, wet fabric between her legs. He kissed hastily towards the spot as soon as he found it, the smell making him salivate and more eager with each sloppy kiss.

He looked up at her once his nose reached the panty line. "Can I please eat you out?" he sounded breathless, starving, like just the thought of licking her out was stimulating his anticipatory feedback loop.

"I don't know what that means." The deep blush on her cheeks was permanent now, with the mental image of Eren's face just above the warmest spot of all now taking residence in her brain. A dangerous image.

"Then can I show you?" He was subconsciously inching his mouth closer and closer, taking the edge between his teeth, praying to his goddess that she says yes.

She nodded, willing but nervous. "Please keep my bottoms on..." she added quietly, starting to feel exposed. The nerves from the unknown were starting to crawl out from under her skin, and the excitement and adrenaline were causing her heart to beat faster than it ever had before.

"Okay," he whispered against her gut, his hot breath tickling the skin just below her belly button. He looked up at her with calm green eyes, a soothing meadow of vibrant grass asking for her to fall into, to relax, and pressed a light kiss to her abdomen. "Okay."

Mikasa craned her neck awkwardly to watch as Eren returned his attention to her skin and lowered further down, until his cheeks were touching the insides of her thighs. Her stomach fluttered as she saw him deeply inhale and lick his lips, and she gasped in embarrassment and covered her eyes with her hand when Eren glanced up at her quickly before pressing his open mouth just above the wet spot, over her clothed clit.

She could feel his smirk as he sucked on the fabric, as he tried to introduce her to the sensation of his head between her legs. She could feel his lips and his tongue through the thin lace, and, when he moved the fabric to the side and his tongue touched her so wet and so sensitive skin, the tingling warmth suddenly spontaneously scattered through her blood to the rest of her body.

"Ahh!" she cried out at the foreign feeling, at the texture of his wet and cool tongue on her hot, untouched skin, adjusting to the heat and waves of pleasure after each swipe of his tongue against the small bundle of nerves.

"E-Eren!" The sound of her repeatedly rambling out his name traveled straight to his cock, and he just had to move a hand from her thigh to his erection, barely satisfying himself physically as he greatly satiated his thirst for her. "Oh, Ere-ahh!" He didn't even really need the physical touch; he could definitely cum if she let him eat her out for long enough.

Her thighs were starting to squeeze against his head and he moaned at the pressure, at the idea of her pushing his mouth further onto her, pushing him to pleasure her more. But the feeling was starting to become tortuously pleasant, almost unbearable, and as her toes curled and as her fingernails dug into his shoulders and as the blood roaring in her ears blocked out every other sound, she orgasm-ed.

"So wet, holy fuck," Eren incoherently mumbled as more fluid flooded out of her pussy, forcibly holding her thighs closer to his tongue to prevent her from pulling away, to force her to feel him sucking and licking--all of it, overstimulation and all.

"Eren, st-ahh! E-Eren, please, stop," she whined breathlessly, the sensation too overwhelming but his grip on her was so tight.

Eren released his hold on her thighs and lifted slightly, crawling over her until his face was in front of hers, only a nose's width apart. He wanted to kiss her, to prove to her how sweet she tasted, how badly he wanted her sugar high.

"You alright?" he asked, chuckling slightly despite still catching his breath.

Mikasa's chest was working overtime, her lungs overcompensating to acquire all the oxygen she moaned out and her heart still pumping to all the right places.

She nodded as soon as she could process his question. "That... felt... so... good," she responded breathlessly, having to take a breath in between each word, a blissful smile across her face.

"I'd love to make you feel even better." His eyes were darker, like the sun had set on the grasslands, leaving various shades of a darkening sunset to admire. Eren's lips pressed to her neck, kissing softly up to her jawline. "If you'll let me," he whispered just below her ear, the sensation trickling down the nerves and shivering up her spine.

Both of them made eye contact and she nodded, leading to Eren practically lunging onto her, their lips colliding a little more haphazardly than before, more greedy, like he was taking what was already his to claim.

He kissed down her neck, sucking and biting at the thin skin as his hand trailed up her thigh, back to that growing wet spot he loved. Mikasa released a shaky gasp as he pressed against it, pressed his fabric-coated finger into the wet hole.

He touched along her clit and ran his hands along the glistening muscles, and she moaned breathlessly as she adjusted to the unfamiliar touch.

"Oooh--Aaah!" Mikasa suddenly cried out when his finger slipped by the fabric and right into her, sliding in so very easily, evoking a surprising moan from her boyfriend as he considered how easily she'd take his cock.

She glanced down at him, eyes wide at the foreign feeling of an object inside her as he inserted a second, and Eren matched her intense stare, crooked his fingers, and started folding them and poking at the velvety tissue.

She couldn't describe it, but she liked this feeling more; the feeling of something filling an empty void--of him connecting with her in a new physical plane. The noises slipped effortlessly from her parted lips and the sweat slid down her body as he bit at her hips and thrusted his fingers in and out of her, alternating the angles and playing with the pace. More for himself.

"Please, daddy, I want you so bad," she demanded hastily, her voice thick with a lustful desire he's never heard before.

Eren froze at the phrase, the only sound being his rapid heart beat, contrasting against the fact that he could've sworn it had stopped. Each pulse rocketed to his cock, throbbing like it was pleading for him to listen to her, to do as she said.

"I knew you liked that," he muttered to himself, not even trying to hide the massive smirk as he lifted himself up slightly. "Are you sure, baby? Really sure?"

He started pulling off his boxers as she fervently nodded, and her eyes curiously dropped immediately to his painfully hard erection, pink and leaky like it was angry for going untouched, causing her face to erupt into various shades of pink.

"Yes," she was breathless, each gasp for air enunciated, "I want this. I want you." She reached her hand to the crook of his neck and pulled him closer, brought her lips to his. "Daddy, I need you."

He was kissing her within a heart's beat, arranging himself over her and moving her thighs around his hips, setting up his cock for what his fingers deemed the best entry angle.

"You have to tell me if it hurts," he mumbled against her lips, drops of worry reflecting the moonlight in his irises. She shivered as she felt what she presumed to be the tip against the muscles, barely touching--hesitating.

Eren didn't wait for a verbal response, only a simple kiss and head nod from her was enough to initiate the process, to start rocking his hips forward and entering her warm, wet, and welcoming cunt.

The pressure was different, and she had to bite his shoulder to take her mind off the stretching muscle--definitely bigger than his fingers. She felt him push endlessly deeper, wondering if maybe he wouldn't fit all the way, if maybe that was her price to pay for inexperience.

She could feel his cock pressing against her walls, could see her lower abdomen expand slightly as he pushed the last bit inside, gasping when his hips connected with hers.

He needed a minute too. To adjust. To reconcile with the countless emotions running through his head. To prioritize one thought and one thought only: pleasing her.

“Think you can take it, angel?” Eren asked lowly, barely taking her earlobe between his teeth before biting down on her shoulder, retaliating for the bite-mark he now proudly wore on his. "Still okay?"

Mikasa breathed out the word "Yes," fully incapable of forming coherent sentences with solid, substantial breaths, and he slowly pulled his hips away. Halfway out before slowly pushing back in.

The drag of his cock carried her body with it, probably developing a car carpet-rash on her back from being pushed up and down with each thrust. She kept her thighs tightly wound around his waist, ground back to keep the contact, to keep the pressure and the fullness inside.

She was rapidly calling out his name, tears forming in the corner of her eyes at the growing ache but the feeling was also fully overshadowed by the pleasurable waves washing through her, like each thrust was calculated to be that way. He soothed her with phrases like, "You're doing so well, baby, taking me so well," and "Such, such a perfect girl for me."

Eren absentmindedly picked up the pace, chasing his own euphoria, while Mikasa continued to wriggle underneath him, continued to rotate her hips and grind down onto his cock when it was already snug inside.

Her thighs were tightening the way they did before, and Eren could feel the sharp pain from her fingernails digging into his back, and he knew she was about to cum again, to scream out his name louder this time. She was whining out, like she was desperately trying to fight the urge, to keep the bliss coming. "Come on, baby, so close--so, so fucking close. Take my cock like Daddy needs you to, baby, the way you're meant to. Fuck, you were so made for me, so perfect for me."

"Eren! Eren, Eren, Eren, Eren, Eren!" She couldn't control it anymore and her body shivered with explosive euphoria, heightened by Eren's cock still fucking in and out of her and having just orgasm'ed for the first time earlier.

Eren pulled his cock out of her as soon as her body stopped trembling and he let himself go, cumming more than he thought he ever has. And when his eyes glazed over the beautiful, fucked-out girl beneath him with pink cheeks and a sore pussy, he felt his heart swell three times its size.

He kissed her, feeling his own eyes well up this time, but fighting the urge out of fear of worrying Mikasa, of making her think she did something wrong when she did everything so very right.

They layed on the lowered seats for another hour, just cuddling and talking about nothing of importance, before Mikasa checked the time and realized it was almost 5am, her parents were going to wake up soon, and she wasn't at home in bed, where she was expected to be.

They both rushed to put their clothes on--Eren asking if he could keep the soaked panties and Mikasa giggling, calling him gross, but still agreeing with that newly familiar tingle between her legs--and scrambled to the front seats. It was 5:30 by the time he was driving down her street.

"You can park in front of my house," she told him confidently, admiring his side profile and eying the slightly visible teeth marks poking from neckline of his shirt, making her blush as she felt the blood rushing to her unregrettably sore pelvis. "They shouldn't be awake yet."

He pulled into the driveway, parked, and turned to kiss his girlfriend goodbye. The long kiss was interrupted by a soft knocking on the window, and a fearful Mikasa pulled away to make eye contact with her mother, an unreadable expression on her face.

Eren waved goodbye to her mother, not wanting to speak for fear of Mikasa's father also being awake and not risking his presence.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to tell," her mother said softly, before Mikasa could even say anything. "I am going to get you on birth control, though. You think I wasn't doing the same thing at your age?"

[lunaekalenda]

Hello An. I see that you need help getting rid of the strong writers block and needs some requests for drabbles. I’m willing to help you out and I do have a drabble request I cooked up right away for you. Could I request an Eren x Pregnant!Reader fluff where Eren was taking a sunbath completely naked laying on his stomach in the meadow near the mountains as the birds land on his eucalyptus crown and butterflies resting on his naked butt and back. As Eren is relaxing, he sees Y/N (she wore a pink maternity gown and pink flower crown) taking a nap with her laying on her side with the blanket pulled over her and her head on the pillow her. Then, Eren scooted closer to Y/N and lifted the blanket up to soothe her pregnant belly and gave it a kiss before talking to his unborn child telling them how much he loves them as much as he loved Y/N before reading a baby book to his unborn child since he learned from Armin that reading books to his child in Y/Ns womb is good for them. After Eren finished the stories he read, he began to sing lullabies to Y/N even though she’s still resting and his unborn child until he fell asleep. Finally, Y/N woke up to seeing Eren resting and began to rest her head in his bare chest watching the clouds? Thank you - 🌼

hello!! thank you so much for sending this in, i'll try my best!

warnings: fem!bodied reader, pregnancy.

The absence of your husband on your shared bed wakes you up, not feeling his hot body around. You don't even need to check to know where he is, a simple quick gaze through the window gives you the answer. There he is, laying on the grass, face down and breathing calmly, surrounded by butterflies and tiny birds that found on his bare back a place to rest. The leafs of his eucalyptus crown stick out his hair, where some butterflies perch ethereally. Your take softly your blanket and a soft pillow before walking towards him, the soft fabric of your pink nightgown whispering as you walk against the soft breeze.

Putting the pillow near to him, you cover your body with the blanket, searching the best position for your baby bump, now pretty noticeable because of the proximity of your child coming to the world. Eren feels your body next to his, as he takes his body under the blanket next to yours before opening an eye softly, facing you with a smile. His hands are quick to travel to your belly, cupping the place where you unborn son is. He caresses it softly, dancing around your skin with his fingertips, giving long caresses with his wide palm.

"I can't wait for you to come to my arms." He whispers, and you know he's talking to the baby. Eren spends a lot of time speaking to the child, singing for your belly and reading tales. It's true that the anxiety and the fear of being your firstborn is still beating somewhere, but you feel that, somehow, Eren soothes that fear away with just being by your side, showing you everyday how good of a dad he'll be to your child. "Me and mom already love you so much, we can't wait to hold you, kiss you, hug you, see you grow up." His hands are still gently caressing you, as his green, intense eyes are now fixed on yours, before he gets closer to kiss your temple. "I love you. And I'm grateful you let me form a family by your side. You're the biggest treasure life could have gifted me."

You're in a loss of words when Eren's bare body tangles with yours in a warm hug, tears on the corner of your eyes as you hug his back to put him closer - or, at least, as close as your baby bump lets you. Then, Eren starts one of the daily stories your unborn child gets to listen everyday. This time, the tale he chose is about a girl that wasn't taller than a thumb, and how she was able to save all her sisters from the hungry her family was passing. You smile at him when he's done.

"Don't you think the child is still to little to know about hunger crisis and sacrifices for the family?" Eren smiles softly before giggling.

"But he'll know the tale. It's entertaining." He sighs.

"For the kid or for you?" Eren laughs strongly, before kissing you deeply. Days by his side were way too perfect, too sweet, too soft. You could never get used to his affection, and you wish you never do. Every time he kisses you, still feels like the same time. The baby kicks against his hands, making him part for you.

"Alright, seems like it's time for a lullaby." Eren lays on his back before starting to sing softly, and lets you rest your head on his chest, feeling his soft heartbeat and the way his chest vibrates when he hums. The clouds look at you from above, probably jealous of your little family that, soon, will have one more member. One both of you can't wait to welcome.

[butterfly--empress]

....About that Attack on Titan Series...

Well, well, well......I wasn't going to make this post, but fuck it, we here and I feel like ranting into the goddamn void, it's been a WHILE.

If you enjoyed this series from beginning to end and don't have the emotional maturity to understand that I don't fucking LIKE THIS SHIT. DO NOT REPLY

I don't have patience and I will block you on sight! As we fandom old's say: Don't Like? Don't Fucking Read!

Anyway onto the rant...

it's June 2024 and I finally after so many years, watched this show because it was recommended to me and I brought into the hype because I had NO IDEA just how derisive S4 and the series finale actually was back in the height of it's day.

I had always meant to eventually get around to watching the show and maybe even reading the manga alongside it, but as the years passed, I just never found the urge to pick it up.

And now that I have, after believing the show was great from beginning to end...

GOD, I sure wish I could get back the time I spent watching the entirety of Season 4, that Finale, and feeling utterly annoyed that a writer chose to end their story on such a nonsensical plot.

In fact, I sort of wished I never bothered at all to be quite honest.

The short of it: Seasons 1 to 3>>>>>>Season 4 and that awful ass Finale.

Very unfortunate too. This is just another case of 'great ideas, bad execution'.

And I'm not sorry but the more I think about it, the more I just cannot turn my brain off, suspend my disbelief and gaslight myself into accepting season 4 and that fucking finale as peak writing.

That shit was awful, the fact that seeing the latest interview from the creator himself, just reaffirms how strong the author's intent was when writing this last arc!

It wasn't the fact this was bad on accident, or that the creator ran out of ideas, OR the story got too complicated and complex, OR that he couldn't commit to what he already established in earlier seasons.

If his words are to be taken at face value from that interview:

It's not that this guy is a bad writer, Attack on Titan's last arc's messy writing:

-Plot holes and too many subplots that go nowhere

-Last minute ass-pulls and Deus Ex Machina that make no damn sense.

-Adding time travel-esque powers out of the blue, and it amounts to nothing in the end.

-Never giving an actual satisfying reason why Eren *couldn't defy his fate*.

--We not gonna talk about his mom...

-I'm not gonna bitch about that Ymir subplot about her loving her abusive ass slave master/husband, after what was already established before this point was fine by itself...nope, not going there...

-That god awful confusing asf 4yr time skip. (listen, I don't know NOR do I care at this point, if this time skip was elaborated on in the manga. This was just a poor attempt to hand wave away the obviously inconsistent switch OR lack of development to the characters I followed since ep 1.)

-The stagnation of already established characters we were with since the beginning and basically being replaced by new characters: the MINUTE the Marley characters took center stage, something in me just KNEW, the original crew were being replaced but hoping to GOD I WAS WRONG. --Turns out my gut feeling was correct and it makes me dislike these character more than I already did.

--Yeah, I really did not care AT ALL for the Marley crew. There's just something about shoehorning in new characters that I have no attachment to and telling me, they are now the real protagonists (who get sudden plot armor and make it alive by the end, with no real consequences...in a series that had no qualms about killing just about 90% of the characters I actually gave some fuck about and knew since ep 1 feels very contrived.)

-The unnecessary death of fan favorites that amounted to NOTHING

--I'm not...I'm just going to leave THIS ONE ALONE because I'll be here all fucking DAY and boy I'm doing enough ranting as it is.

~If You Know, You KNOW!~

-I'm not going to rant about the female characters because 1. we'll be here all day, 2. to be fair: most of the characters sort of fell flat regardless of gender anyway. (But I def get that the female cast in particular was done so dirty in the last arc. It's one thing for shounen writers to write one dimensional female characters...you have to be some kind of SPECIAL to create two-dimensional, even three-dimensional female characters only to downgrade them to their lowest common denominator. THE AUDACITY, THE INSULT TO MY FUCKING INTELLIGENCE!)

-I'm not going to bother about the shipping: it's obvious that a certain ship was going to be canon but god, do I really need to bitch about the utter lack of meaningful development to get it from point A to B?

--Then again, maybe it was supposed to be toxic? Lord knows it fits well into the clusterfuck of the last arc of this story.

--Honestly, I was more into a non canon ship that developed thru friendship naturally onscreen anyway, so I have no horse in this race.

-The BIG ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM of mixes messages, that maybe, certain extreme ideologies are correct and justified.

--Yeah, we gonna leave this one alone too...Honestly because this is actually the one thing I don't think was intentional, even if the blatant implications of it are there...and I don't want to make assumptions of the man's politics and what he believes, and his worldview (outside of his personal feelings about himself), I don't know him personally.

--I will however, rant to high hell and I do think he utilized and underutilized the allegory he borrowed from real life history; which led to the unfortunate 'Fantastical Racism' that happens in AoT.

--The slaughtering of poignant thematic themes, period!

--That bad ending (not that it's tragic per se, but just thematically bad).

~~Are you starting to see a pattern??~~

ALL THIS TO SAY:

He didn't WANT to allow his story to progress 'naturally' in the direction it 'wanted to go'.

Isayama didn't want to commit to anything he established. The story is the way it is, because he INTENDED it to be this way.

Eren fails to be a great hero OR antihero (depending on how one sees it) because Isayama doesn't think he, himself is a great person even if others tell him he is. (Ring a Bell?)

And I think it's a hard pill for a lot of people to swallow. Your time was wasted theory crafting, giving the creator the benefit of doubt, all for him to basically say, because he suffered from a serious case of 'Imposter Syndrome', you are an idiot for ever thinking this story was great, was suppose to be more than it is, and that his success isn't earned because he doesn't feel that way and you have to feel that way too.

The creator wanted a nihilistic, myopic, depressive ending. Worldbuilding, lore, cohesive storytelling be DAMNED, because he let his negative feelings about himself bleed way too much into his work.

He wanted the message if there was one at all: there's no point in putting hope in humans because 'we're all just trash anyway', people will always fight, good people shouldn't sacrifice their lives to help humanity or put any hope into humans evolving to change our ways, so why try to find another way, and maybe 'Hitler was right'.

It gets worse when the creator HIMSELF, out of his OWN MOUTH, stated; if he WANTED TO, he could have given the story a better proper send off. He knows what he wrote, and he knows that the natural, better progression of the story he created would have been better received by the fans and critics alike, if he allowed it to go in that direction, but he didn't want that.

Granted: I'm all for writers doing ultimately what they want with their stories, for better or worse.

But that's not what he wanted. And that's what I take from all of this.

However what pisses me off, is that he should have been HONEST about the story/themes/message he wanted to portray from the start.

I don't have a problem with tragic, depressive tales and it's themes, if it is done right. This was not done right and we know it wasn't, because you can look at past and even present discussions and arguments throughout this fandom and see that people have valid reasons to be very upset. (No one likes for their intelligence to be insulted when the story takes them out of the immersion to the point, that the critical thinking jumps in, and now a person is starting to realize that a lot of writing choices that they ignored before, because the story was still good, are now flaws. Stories don't have to be PERFECT, but once those flaws can't be ignored, people begin to see them as the red flags that they are. We might be hopeful, that these flaws or plot holes will be course corrected at some point, but we will not ignore, when we see the trajectory of a story's plot going downhill to the point of no return. AoT's story went beyond the Point of No Return...ON PURPOSE!)

What grinds my gears about this entire situation is that, we have a creator here, who purposely build up a story, world, characters, and themes that the audience expected would follow through and make sense, given what we have of the story.

Only for the creator to fail spectacularly by trying to fucking subvert the audiences' expectations, and seeming to really not give a damn that it's what he wanted to do from the start.

Despite whatever issues he feels or has about himself, it sours whatever sympathy I may have for the guy, because in a way, what he decided to do of his own free will, seems very jaded and quite narcissistic...

I SAID WTF I SAID

It's the audacity for me.

People were lead on, lied to, and wasted their time for nothing.

Character motivations, deaths, sacrifices, the themes, worldbuilding, all of it, amounted to NOTHING.

We were idiots to put good faith into the author. We were idiots to think, this story was worth it. For some of us, it felt like a slap in the face if you were an original fan since the story's inception and honestly, your resentment for sticking with it til the end for ten plus years for an unsatisfying bullshit finale is very valid.

TL:DR: AoT's ending is trash because the Author wanted it to be trash, and that's really, unfortunately what it all amounts to.

Soo, yeah, I don't think I can really say much more than that.

Man should have just stuck with Keeping It Fucking Simple Simon and just ended the story where literally everybody dies from fighting giant ass flesh eating zombies called titans.

Okay NOW I'M DONE WITH THIS!

Edit: GOD, and here I thought I finally fallen into another great shounen on the same level as FMA:BH after the constant disappointment, that is MHA's last arc.

...Maybe I'm getting too old for anime, at least 'shounen'....idk...anymore

At least Spy x Family can't hurt me...

[otakufaerie]

ARRANGED | Eren Yeager

HUSBAND!Eren is your new husband in an arranged marriage, previously the most eligible bachelor in Paradis. Everything was going good until he finds out you’ve lied to him.

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Husband!eren x virgin/wife!reader

Warnings • fem!reader, black coded, nudity, age gap, nsfw, MDNI, dry humping, nipple play, pussy slapping, fingering, cunnilingus, spitting, praise kink, brat taming, pet names, overstim, hair pulling

Note! hiii— this is my first time writing on tumblr, I’ve been a Wattpad writer for a long time. I hope you guys really like this!

Minors DNI!

The drive back to your house was mostly your best friend yelling about the situation that just happened at the mall. Although you weren’t angry, you were more so embarrassed.

"I'll see you later okay?" You say giving her a tight hug and exiting the car. You noticed Eren’s everyday car in the driveway before making it inside. The sound of him faintly talking on the phone in the kitchen halted your thoughts. You slowly walked in and although you tried to be quiet, the heels gave you away.

His green eyes flickered towards you and he got off the phone. You were hoping the look on your face hadn’t given away your mood.

"How was shopping, Beauty?" He asks and you shrug, he looks towards your hands seeing them only holding only one of the purses he gifted.

"You didn't buy anything?" He questions making his way towards you around the counter. You shake your head no and shift your weight to the other foot. When he got in front of you, you only looked towards the center of his chest, his hand pushing up your chin to look towards him. He was so pretty up close.

You tense up feeling his hand travel around your waist to the center of your back. "What happened?" Eren whispers with concern in his eyes. "Nothing." You say looking up at him through my false lashes.

The last thing you wanted was to tell him some bitch lady racially profiled you at a high end store.

He nodded his head deciding not to force it out. He pulls you closer towards his front embracing you in a hug. And there it is. You could definitely feel him on your belly nudging the ring hanging there and he wasn't even hard.

You definitely weren’t used to this affection yet, you have only been married 2 weeks after all. You still couldn’t believe you agreed to this.

"I missed you." You could feel him leaning down kissing the top of your head. You removed your head from his chest and he loosened his arms to release you. You rest a hand on his black shirt feeling his muscles shift underneath. When you looked back up he leaned down further and rose his eyebrows. You nodded and his hands ran over your ass before hooking underneath your thighs.

Eren wasn't all that buff but he still had enough and lifted you with no effort. You figured this way was easier for him to kiss you without putting a strain in his neck since he was much taller than you.

When your lips connected he groaned turning to sit you on the counter. He deepened the kiss and your hands traveled up to his dark hair tugging on his, accidentally pulling it out of the hair tie. You let out a low moan when he sucked on your bottom lip.

"Shit." He whispered traveling down to kiss on your jaw and running his hand up your thigh. You pulled his lips back to yours and he pushed further into you and you could feel his hard on against the crotch of your jeans. This man was cursed.

The sound of his phone going off is what finally made you pull away from each other panting.

"I'm not finished." He says lowly, his hand gripping the back of your neck.

Fuck he was so hot.

Eren took his phone call and told you to wait upstairs for him. What did that mean? You don't know but here you were locked in the bathroom after a shower trying to pep talk yourself. You wouldn't lie and say you were holding onto your virginity because that isn’t the case but are you ready right now?

You dressed in a simple thin tank and no bra since it was night, also pulled on some simple little cotton shorts. You didn't usually wear underwear at night unless you were on your cycle. You pull your curls up and wrapped a scarf around your head so the large pony flowed out the top.

When you exit the bathroom Eren is already here and looking at TMZ while sitting at the edge of the bed. He was in shorts now and his shirt was discarded. Damn.

He looked really good without a shirt even without too much muscle. He had one single spider tattoo near his v-line. He hadn’t bothered to put his hair back up.

"Come here, beauty." The new name he'd given you was kind of cute and made you hot. You take slow steps towards him until directly in front of him so your knees nearly touched. He gently pulls you so you stand between his legs and then his hands snaked up the backs of your thighs and rested on the underside of your ass.

"Mmm I'm going fuck you so good— but that can wait, I wanna taste you." You press your thighs together and his hands continue to move up your sides and under your shirt feeling the skin of your waist. Then it happened so fast, he stood up and simultaneously lift you so he could turn and toss you onto soft bed. "You know you shouldn't lie to me, y/n." You breathe shakily.

He crawls toward you and pushes you down lightly, placing a wet kiss to your mouth. His hand caressed your right breast and his thumb rolled over your now pebbled nipple. Your hips unintentionally bucked up at the feeling and he chuckled at the act.

"Look at you, so needy." He says grabbing the underside of your knee and pushing it up towards your shoulder then doing the same to the other. He kisses on your neck softly and sucks a little making you shudder. He traveled down to your stomach licking and sucking making you tremble in nervousness. "Too bad I have to punish you." Alarms ring in your head but you couldn't bring myself to stop him as he nipped at your skin pulling the shirt up higher.

When your breasts were finally exposed his eyes darkened and he began to lick around one of nipples and then bringing it into his mouth. "Oh God." You dropped your head back onto the bed gripping the sheets at your sides. "God can't save you, love."

After continuously teasing and nipping at the skin of your breast he finally left them be and you figured the torture was over. Not.

Went down lower pulling you down to the edge of the bed so your ass nearly hung off and dropped to his knees in front of you. Your heart thumped hard.

"You okay?" He asks surprisingly and you nod quickly making him smile that stupid perfect smile.

He quickly hooked his fingers onto your shorts and pulled them off. You hadn't realized you were holding your breath. You quickly snap your legs shut. "Are you nervous pretty girl?" He asks and you nod slightly, "Am I the first person whose seen you like this?" He asks and you nod again looking down into his green eyes.

"Just relax, I'll stop if you want.." , "No." you say quickly and his large hands push your knees apart and back up towards your sides. "Mmm." He groans.

Your thighs separated showing him all of you, completely waxed, thick and wet. He twitched at the sight wanting to push your feet up to your ears and fuck you until your begging for mercy.

*Smack*

He gave a quick swat making your brown lips bounce and you let out a high pitched noise in shock. Your legs fall wider and he smirks to myself.

He pulls you a little closer and uses his thumb to separate one of your lips revealing your cute-tiny clit. It also revealed that you were fucking soaking.

"Shit, beauty." He brings his other thumb to tug on the opposite lip and spits directly on your clit making you jump. His thumb immediately rolled over your bud and you nearly snapped your legs closed again before relaxing. He picks up the pace and you moan sweetly. He’s looking into your eyes leaning up to kiss you and sends another smack to your clit. You sink your hips a little before bucking them up again as he pulled away.

"You like me abusing your pretty little clit hm?" He asks and you shake your head no making him send one a little harder and you let out a loud whine. "Still lying to me, I see." He continues doing it in a rhythm until your legs began to lightly shake and you began dripping.

"Fuck look at you, nearly cuming just from that."  He taunts you and you bite your lip to stop from moaning.

Eren couldn't control him any longer pressing his hands down on the back of your thighs and bringing his mouth to suck on your now sensitive clit and lick up your essence. "E-eren." You let out shakily and he could feel your hand grip his hair, devouring you all the way down to your asshole.

Fuck you tasted so good, he could come just from eating you and hearing your sweet moans. He looks up to see your mouth is slack with pleasure, when he comes back up to flick at your clit your eyes cross and you drop your head back, back arching prettily off the bed.

"That's it beauty, cum for me." He says entering a finger. "So beautiful, you sound so heavenly." He inserts another finger and his opposite hand flicks at your clit at a faster pace. "Shit Eren." You begin to shake again harder this time, moans and the sound of your squelching pussy the only sounds throughout the room.

"W-wait I think I n-need to pee." You whine out and he shakes his head. "Uh uh, relax just let it all go." He protests keeping the same pace. "Oh fu—." And there it was.

Your legs quivered and you let out a prolonged noise as you dribbled all over yourself. He didn't stop there and continued until you rode out the orgasm. He gives you one last swat causing you to flinch knowing how sensitive you were as your legs were still shaking.

"Now you wanna tell me what happened or we can do this until you're ready."

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[pinkheichou]

"What's the worst thing you ever did?" (Ereri/Riren)

A little something I wrote for Christmas. Enjoy!

[Read it on Ao3]

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"What's the worst thing you ever did?" Eren casually asked as he was taking another bite of Levi's self-made fruit cake. Their Christmas dinner was over and they had settled for a dessert to finish off the cozy night. Snow was piling up outside, but the married couple was inside with a fire glazing in the hearth.

Levi and Eren had married in August. The honeymoon phase was long over. The honeymoon love had also passed. They were now living a settled and peaceful life and sometimes Levi acted as if he was already an old married man, ready to give advice to younger people. Perhaps that's why Eren wanted to spice things up out of the blue. Trying to find out if Levi had any hidden secrets from the past he didn't know about. Of course he knew much about his husband. But not everything.

"Hm?" Levi's fork stopped midway. He wasn't sure, if he'd heard Eren correctly. Did he really ask him something just now?

"What's the worst thing you ever did?" Eren asked again—in exactly the same way, safe for his mouth being full of cake this time.

"How did you come up with such a question right now?"

"It just popped into my head. Might as well ask." Eren smirked. "You got something to tell, eh?"

Levi sighed. "I hate this."

Eren's ears perked up. His eyes widened excitedly. "Oh, I'm already invested!"

"I didn't even tell you anything yet."

"Tell me."

Levi thought about it. He then grimaced. "I don't wanna."

"Ohhhhh. It's that bad?! You have to tell me!"

"Why?"

"Because I'm your husband."

"Weakest reason ever."

"Because I love you."

"That's why it's better if you don't know."

"Oh my god, I want to know. I need to know!" Eren was banging one fist on the table enthusiastically. "Levi, tell me!"

Levi sighed heavily. He should have said 'no' instead of hinting at the thing that came to his mind after he'd heard Eren's question. "It's so bad—"

"Tell me."

"—I don't wanna remember it."

"You already are. I'm dying to know, you know?"

"It's so bad." Levi insisted. "I feel every ounce of regret when thinking back to it.

Levi rarely regretted something. Eren knew that. So it must be that bad, huh?

"There was one time," Levi commenced, totally forgetting about the fruit cake, "where I came back from a party at college. And I was totally stoned. I was still a virgin back then. And that day I kinda was horny. It must have been the blunt I smoked. But I was so stoned. And horny. Extremely horny."

Eren held in his breath. He was anticipating the rest of the story. He'd already heard of guys being so horny that they punched a hole in the wall and fucked it.

"I didn't know what to do. At that time I wanted know what it was like making out and sleeping with something. I don't know. Just stuff like that."

"Understandable."

"No." Levi's eyelids fluttered absentmindedly. "You don't get it. I was home, at my actual home. Lying there on the floor. Horny and all. Some time later my uncle Kenny came home from work. I didn't really register that. I couldn't really figure out that it was him. I was out of my mind. My head was empty and full at the same time."

"You're making it so difficult to stay calm. Tell me what you did."

"I'm dreading it. I don't wanna utter it out loud."

"It was that that that bad?"

"You don't get it. I was horny. And there was something in the same house as me. In the same room actually."

"Oh my... god..." Eren had a weird feeling.

"I stood up, went up to him, didn't listen to anything he said. I couldn't. I didn't know what he was saying."

" You fucked your uncle?!" Eren bit his fist, this time his eyes were widened in terror.

"No!" Levi had his eyes closed. He couldn't look at his husband. "But our lips touched. Before I knew what I was doing, I was kissing him. With tongue and all."

Eren's mouth was agape. He had expected anything but this. Levi – the calm and collected and gentle Levi – had actually done such a...

"Is that why he kicked you out for good?" Levi was raised by his uncle until his college years after his parents had died in an accident.

"He didn't kick me out. I left home after he tried to force me to continue his business. Didn't want that because it seemed to be a shady one for me. But he kicked me in the face that day. With hands and feet. I wasn't feeling high anymore. Or horny. He quite literally kicked me back to my senses. And that's when I realised what I had actually done."

"Oh, this is actually bad." Eren had abandoned his piece of cake.

Levi, however, had resumed eating his share. He had told Eren his worst mistake in life and now he felt like he could function like a human again.

Eren was watching him. He had put on a crooked smile." You... slut..." he said, but didn't actually mean it.

Levi glared at him.

"Besides the beating, how did your uncle react to it?"

"When I was sober again, I told him that I had not been in a sane state of mind due to the drug I had taken. He didn't give a shit about that. Threatened me to rearrange my organs, if I ever were to fuck up this bad again. However, I think he didn't take it that personally anymore in the end. Probably got him thinking about the things he did when he was young. I, however, can never get over this. It was my first kiss, you know?"

Eren didn't know if he should laugh or feel empathetic. "My deepest condolences." he said, sarcastically.

Levi glared at his husband again. He never thought their first Christmas together would end up like this, but at least Eren knew about that incident now. A trauma shared is a trauma halved, right?

Thinking about that, Levi raised a brow. "By the way... What's the worst thing you ever did?"

There was a pause. Eren had finished eating his cake and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.

He chuckled.

And then stood up.

"I'm not gonna tell you." He winked as he left the room.

Levi watched him leave, dumbfounded. No way, Levi thought, I got tricked by him?!

[peachymilkandcream]

Break Me Slowly|Part 21|Yandere Levi x Evelyn

(A/N: Let's be honest we've all thought about this image of Levi and it's been our Roman Empire since the episode aired. Something about injured men just hits different. Finally finally these two toxic lovers are going to meet up again and I can tell you I've really missed their dialogue and back and forth. I'm so ready for them to be back together again. Also Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday to Levi!)

WARNINGS: noncon, dubcon, manipulation, domestic abuse, yandere themes, forced marriage, forced pregnancy, stockholm syndrome, violence, mind breaking, misogyny, etc.

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The whole world seemed to stop all at once, war and senseless killing seemed all so pointless now, the trembling earth the fresh horror that they all had to face. Cracks in the walls gave way to chunks of debris raining down, causing screams of terror and fear as the helpless ran for cover. Gruesome faces of Titans peered through the cracks in the walls, their lifeless stares adding to the panic.

Evelyn knew this was all her fault, this is what she wanted but at what cost? Sure, it would only be Marley that suffered, but what would become of her own people? They could easily get swept along with the masses, all because she wanted to rid herself of her husband. She could've sucked it up and just stayed with him, not complained to anyone and none of this would have happened. What had she done? Was it still a worthy sacrifice, save the Eldian people at the expense of Marley. She wasn't as sure as she was once, although, it must be for the greater good.

"To all the Subjects of Ymir."

The voice took her back, took them all to that place where Evelyn made her terrible awful mistake. It seemed that all of her people were there at once, as if they all heard the exact same thing.

"My name is Eren Jeager."

His voice came from everywhere and only inside her head all at the same time, a booming voice that invaded all thoughts.

"I'm using the power of the Founding Titan to address all Subjects of Ymir. I've undone he hardening of the walls on Paradis Island and all the Titans entrapped within them have started marching. My goal is to protect the people of Paradis, the place I was born and raised. However, the world wishes the annihilation of the people of Paradis. Not just the people of this island, but until all Subjects of Ymir have been eliminated. I reject that wish. The Wall Titans shall trample every surface of the land outside of this island, until all lives existing there have been exterminated from this world."

And as suddenly as it came it was gone again, reality was all that was present once more. Just like how it had been when she woke from that place before, except now it was much worse.

Eren had lied, he promised it would just be Marley, a small part of the world sacrificed for the greater good. He never said he would take the entire global population with him. She didn't mean for this, she didn't mean for any of this to happen, she thought she was doing the right thing, she didn't want everyone killed because of her. But what could be done? The Titans were already marching towards the direction of the sea, and just one or two Scouts left alive would never be enough to stop the onslaught of Titans marching to doom humanity.

This is what she got for trying to be a hero, coward Evelyn would have stayed put where she was and none of this would have happened. Zeke and Eren would have been killed or stopped or something and none of this would've happened. She would be barefoot in pregnant being Levi's little wife, and sure she would have suffered but it would end with her. She could carry the weight of humanity's suffering on her shoulders.

All that was left to do now was to hide, like she always did, until it was finished. She wanted Levi, he'd have a solution. Even though she would ensure their relationship was nothing but mutual parenting and nothing more, she wanted to be comforted and held. Reality was too much right now, someone else needed to figure it out for once. She was just too tired of it all. ===============================================

Pain forced Levi to gain consciousness, mixed with that horrific dream about Eren. They had all been there, hearing the same words in their heads about he was going to genocide the entire earth, people he knew, people he didn't But he couldn't shake the sight of his wife among the crowd, staring with shock and with horror at the lines said. She looked like a frightened child that needed someone to take of her, time without him seemed to have taken it's toll on her, she needed her husband.

Slowly he sat up, Hange's worried eyes finding his as she tried to push him back down to relax. "Levi- just lie still-"

"Evelyn-"

"Sided with the Jeagerists I'm afraid, what she got out of it, I don't know."

"To get away from me, no doubt."

"She's been getting that bad? It's a good thing you made her retire like that, she couldn't handle the stress-"

"I suppose you're right."

"Do you...do you think she'll get any better?"

"I'm optimistic. One of these days she'll come around."

"What does this all mean for you two?"

"They probably made an unreasonable promise and the naive thing fell for it. I don't blame her." He stares at his hand, noticing the missing fingers. "Erwin?"

"Held prisoner who knows where, last I gathered from snippets of wandering Jeagerists they shipped him to Shiganshina for safekeeping until he could stand trial for his "crimes against Eldia"."

Levi scoffs. "Seems Commander Eyebrows has a habit of standing trial for bullshit claims."

"I suppose you're right."

They both fall silent for a moment.

"Hange, despite all this...don't hold any hard feelings against Evelyn, she's just misguided, she needs me as a constant in her life to make sure she stays stable."

Hange sighs before nodding. "I suppose."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Eren, destroying the whole world- how could he- can he not see-"

Levi lays back, pinching the bridge of his nose, another problem. "So that wasn't a dream."

"You heard it to?"

"I'm pretty sure we all did." Worry formed a knot in the pit of his stomach, he needed Evelyn here, he needed to know she was safe from harm with him. "Your little science project there, that for me? Going to pull be around? Good, you need to be a part of the action and I need to find my wife."

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It seems all anyone did was run and hide, there as nothing more to be done. With the Titans cleared of Shiganshina, even those who were seen as heroes of the New Eldia tried to bury themselves away from the constant noise of the marching feet.

Evelyn followed Floch wherever he brought her, as if she were some kind of trophy. And idol to be adored for her part in the Rumbling. Guaranteed he would've done more ass kissing if it was Eren who was around to receive all their praises. But it distracted her, made her feel better about being a murderer. Although the faces of Mikasa and Jean she could never meet. They were supposed to look up to her when they were cadets, and now what was there to admire? A selfish prick who condemned the world to die. Some leader she was.

Part of the Jeagerist's agenda was to sort through all of the military's old files and "find the secrets they kept from the people". Floch and the others firmly believed that there was something Pixis, Niall and Erwin had been hiding in their greedy offices. However with the former two dead and the latter holding up against torture to spill his secrets in their prison, it was up to those who could be trusted to manually go through each scrap of paper.

Evelyn had personally volunteered to go through Erwin's. She hoped deep down that there was something, some terrible awful that could ruin him like he'd ruined her. The bastard deserved everything he had coming to him. Plus, even Levi never trusted the man, there had to be something fishy going on.

As she read she understood that Erwin kept almost as many tabs on those he knew as Levi did. There were constant reports that had happened to not be submitted, witnesses to crimes against the Scouts being redacted or disappearing. Erwin was up to his elbows in shit just like his subordinates.

What caught her eye the most was the file on Levi. Curiosity got the best of her and she couldn't help but pry. There was so much she could learn about her husband during this temporary truce she had put up. Erwin knew him better than she ever did clearly, time Levi had paid Erwin off to have her put in his squad, times male Scouts who showed interest in her were suddenly killed on the frontlines of battle. And more interestingly, a string of murders her dearly beloved had committed.

Most of the male names didn't have a face to go with, but the females she all recognized. The various names of women who had either teased her or hit on the infamous Captain. Petra Ral was at the bottom of the deceased list since it was categorized from least recent to most. That name didn't cause her any guilt towards however.

The most interesting part was the sections about her. How Levi had essentially blackmailed Erwin into allowing the whole thing, but that was a strong word. It only took minimal convincing on Levi's part. What she didn't expect was the unfortunate accidents she had to cause herself. The various maids who she'd silenced to avoid Levi finding out about an infraction to his rules. While he was clearly the heinous one in this situation, her record was nowhere near clean either.

Evelyn took a moment or two to decide before folding the file in hald and sticking it in her jacket pocket. She was still wearing her green Scout uniform jacket, it seemed so pointless to wear now after all of this, but at least she could hold onto a part of her past. What was good, what wasn't tainted by corruption or greed.

The thought made her hurry out of the office.

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Self pity and sorrow came to an end when a knock on Evelyn's window jolted her out of her dreams of terror and destruction. Hange's face peered into the window in the dark of night, after everything that had happened Evelyn was surprised to even see her beloved friend again.

Quietly she opened the window, silently hoping no one else in the fort heard. "What are you doing here?" A small part of her wished Hange had come to kill her and rid the world of the monster that did this to them.

"Look Eve, I know you, you didn't want this, what Eren's doing, when we talked, back when we actually talked, you agreed that just destroying Marley was the way to go. I know you've been through some shit but there's no way you want this."

Evelyn couldn't help it, tears welled in her eyes and slipped down her cheeks. "I've made a terrible mistake Hange, Eren lied, he said it would just be Marley- It's all my fault, I'm being praised as some hero- I don't know what to do-"

A small smile plays on her lips, genuine relief and happiness coming to her face. "You have no idea how happy it makes me to hear that. I thought you were too far gone." She takes her hands gently. "That my best friend was never coming back."

They both share a smile and brief hug, months of falling out over Levi's lies undone.

"What can we do? We're defenceless, and we have no way of stopping Eren It's all so useless!"

Hange waits for her to be done before adding. "Actually, we have some kind of a plan."

Evelyn didn't question who 'We' was, all she knew was that she had to atone for her actions. "Alright, I'm ready, what do you need me to do."

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Evelyn stood beside Jean as he faced Onyankopon and Yelena with a gun aimed at their heads, she told herself his was all part of the plan but the fear in their eyes made her gut churn with even more guilt. Staring at Jean made it twist more, upon explaining the situation to him, and Mikasa they had been quick to understand her point of view, too quick, she didn't deserve their forgiveness, they should have punished her.

Erwin wasn't to be tried today, he remained locked in his basement cell. Apparently Hange had made contact but they all agreed leaving him there would be their best course of action for now. The Jeagerists had no intention of killing him until the Rumbling was complete, so he was safe from danger. Erwin remained to content to support from the background, so the Jeagerists wouldn't suspect the plot to stop Eren. He was always good at that.

Right on schedule the Cart Titan captured them all in its huge jaws. This being the first time Evelyn had been in a Titan's mouth it was fear inducing to be sure, if she didn't keep her emotions in check, fight or flight might kick in and screw them all over. Best to stop and remain focused on what was to come.

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The ride wasn't short enough, spitting the passengers into the river as they reached their destination. They took their time washing off, making sure all of the stench of Titan was rid from their bodies. Evelyn stood, thoroughly soaked from the water, she froze in her tracks.

Alive and standing on the bank was her thought to be dead husband, the father of her child.

Levi had taken a hit, a good half of his face was bandaged as well as his hand which seemed to be missing a couple fingers. However the confidant posture and the glare in his eye ended her hope that a good bash to the head set his personality straight and turned him magically into a loving husband.

She had no choice but to face him. Maybe after he learned of what she'd done he'd finally dispatch her from this earth, freeing herself from its cruelties.

Slowly she approached until she was right in front of him, look up into his eyes and willing a look of stubbornness of indifference into her features.

"Levi."

"Wife." Was his curt reply.

"I see you lived."

"I see you're still being a bitch."

She rolls her eyes, she needed this to go well, she couldn't be too abrasive with all of this or else they'd never get anywhere. "Look. I don't have the time or energy to argue with you now."

"Glad you're being sensible." He looks her up and down. "You look well."

"I'll do us both a favour and cut the bullshit. I'm pregnant."

If he feels anything about it, he doesn't show it. "Is that so? Who's the lucky father?"

She grits her teeth in anger, she can't control it, her hand shoots out and slaps him on the cheek. "How fucking dare you. You know full well who's it is, after the shit you put me through, you would seriously say something like that!"

Levi's jaw muscle jumps but he doesn't react how she anticipated, he takes a moment, calms and then meets her eye. "Bad taste. I'm sorry."

She's caught off guard, he's never once apologized. "I- You're forgiven. Look, I can't raise this baby on my own, like it or not I need you. So I'm calling a truce, I'll comply, for now, for the sake of my child. Okay?"

He nods. "Alright." He was acting so odd it was driving her crazy.

"Is that it? The man obsessed with knocking me up silent now? Don't treat me any different I swear or I'll start actually tolerating you."

He smirks before grabbing her chin and pulling her in for a forceful kiss. "Better love?"

"...Better."

He takes her hand, leading her further in the woods while the others they left behind try to ignore the Captain and wife. Once within the safety of the forest he looks at her again.

"So you missed me then."

He was trying to sidetrack her, make her admit something she would regret. "No. I just need you, and why I no longer do I'll be rid of you."

"And how do you propose to do that?"

She reaches in her pocket and pulls out the file, holding it up. His eyes flicker with momentary fear so she doesn't have to explain what it is.

"I'll expose it, and you'll be done unless you play your cards right."

"You know you're in there too."

"Well, no one would convict me when I was clearly forced to by you and your actions."

"Were you? Because your own paranoia made you commit those crimes. It's okay love, I know you'll never expose it, you'll bury it so far."

"I could burn it and leave this place too, no past to keep me here."

"But then my crimes would be gone and I'd be free to come after you."

She stops, she didn't think about that.

"Face it, keeping it buried keeps you tied to me, burning it makes me free to come after you. Pick your poison sweetheart."

For now she returns the file to her pocket, she'd have to figure out what to do with it later.

"The point still stands."

"Does it now. All I've seen is I'm wearing you down." His hand traces her chin. "First you loathed me, now you need me, pretty soon you'll start desiring me."

"As if." She scoffs.

"Well, you have been without your husband for a long time, surely you're needy by now."

"Not for you."

"If you say so honey."

Damn him, damn his way of tearing apart her argument and provoking her, damn him for making her body scream for him the way it was now. Damn him, damn him, damn him!"

"I fucking hate you." She reaches for him, her mouth connecting with his in a sloppy kiss.

"You're no ray of sunshine either sweetheart." He falls backwards, pulling her down on top of him.

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Mission Log 03

A/N: The last chapter wasn't so great so I hope to make it up here; so overdo that I had to read the last two chapters.

Warnings: language

"This is Captain Erwin Smith and we are on the 36th day of our journey. Over the course of our first month my co-captains, medic, and scientist have been up and at work. I will not ignore the fact they are also my friends who have come back to brighten my days in this dark void." he said into the camera "The others in our crew have also woken up, we fully have all hands on deck. Our technician Molbit Berner works alongside Hange Zoe. Our young recruits Eren Yeager, Armin Arlet, Mikasa Akerman, Floch Forester, Jean Kirstein, Sasha Braus, and Connie Springer. They were entered into the program not only to aid in repopulation but as well as become our heirs and learn the skills to continue on. Food supply is stable, oxygen is stable, and the embryos are in stable condition...."

He paused as if he was hesitant to say what was on his mind. "...the only concern I would have would be our engineer. His name is Zeke...I had no information, no papers...nothing on him. He said he was an engineer and that he woke up in the shop. He's shown hard work and stays true to his word however I will be keeping a close eye on Zeke. Y/N Ackerman had a small scare the other day where she had also gotten a small injury while in the cargo. She's recovered well and works as hard as she always does. This is Erwin Smith logging off"

The ship was now lively with so many others. The younger crew learning their new skills and purposes on the ship. More work getting done, but also more people to interact and travel with. Mikasa, Armin, and Eren all happened to be very close friends, knowing one another from childhood. Jean, Sasha, and Connie were another trio who had met the first three in high school. The only outlier seemed to be Floch, although he was very dedicated to his work. He seemed distant at times, and kept to himself more. Luckily the space craft was very large to give everyone their own room.

"it's like having a bunch of brats and we're the parents"

"oh so you consider them your children?" you teased

"No, brat," he said pinching your cheek

"excuse me captain?" you hear a gentle voice

"oh, yes Armin?" the blonde stood next to you seeming a bit hesitant, no doubt because of your husband

"W-well there's a certain bypass in the system I don't have access to, could you help me?" he asked almost childlike. Levi would try and get you to admit it, but you never gave in. However, you may have a soft spot for Armin.

"Of course Armin," following the young blonde, you came to a screen and gave your access key "there we go, should be all set. I'll make sure to program the system for you guys to have access." you made a vocal note

"Thank you captain" the blonde smiles

"excuse me " a new voice sounds making you spin around. A new face. Tall, blond, full beard and glasses "Zeke Yeager, at your service" he extends a hand which you take and give a firm shake "We hadn't been introduced and I just had to know the lovely captain of this ship" he flirted with you

"Well it's nice to meet you Zeke and I'm not sure if you've met-"

"Me" the stoic voice calls behind you "Levi. Her husband." Now Levi had a very specific talent. And that was telling when men wanted you and this big ass blonde tree 1000% wanted you.

"Ah yes the famous Ackerman, I've heard and read much about you" he offered his hand which Levi did not take it and left him there until he brought it back to his side. "Hange is asking for you in the med bay by the way. Don't wanna keep four eyes waiting." he said crossing his arms. Zeke looks at you and leaves with a smile

"Stupid bastard" Levi mumbles

"Anyway come on Levi I want you to come check the embryos with me" you said tugging on his arm.

"Why the hell do I want to look at a bunch growing pains in the ass?" he asked as he was being dragged off by you. Even though he'd prefer not to, he'd rather do things to please you than to not at all. You get to the very secure and quiet room on the ship. You enter your pin and the door slides open with a hiss. It was like a library, each wall securely but delicately carrying new lives. Luckily the technology the ship had can sustain them until they are practically ready to be "born".

"Damn, how many are in here?" Levi said picking up one container and examining the Alien looking creature.

"From what I hear about 200. We have one set of twins, and one set of triplets." you said pointing to the containers that were in different colors from the rest. "The others have no relation tho....it's crazy don't you think?" you ask him

"that we're floating in space with a bunch of developing babies plus teenage brats? And Hange? Yes" he says sarcastically, pulling out a laugh from you

"Well yea but...all of this" you express towards the walls "This is where is all starts bur can also end. You have to admit it's a little scary. Its...up to us. Everything. The past, the present the future, its in our hands." you say with more in mind, and he knew.

"Y/N you kno-"

"Levi to the training bay" he groans hearing the intercom call him to go and train the recruits.

"We can talk later okay captain grumps?" you tease pecking his lips "I have to have some work done in here so if I'm not in our room I'll probably be here"

He pulls you in close to him and gives you a deeper kiss, as if he were going far far away. "Don't work too hard" one more kiss to your forehead was placed before he left to attend to his duties. Turning on the lights you go and sit at the desk near the back of the room and get to work.

You were generally in charge of the embryos and tracking their growth. Any abnormalities or effects were to be documented and monitored.

"Log number 38, this is captain Y/N in the embryo deck. The embryos seem to be developing well with no abnormalities. Each have grown to about 1 month along. They are still very new and delicate. We keep the shelves to a stable temperature to resemble the womb of a mother. We also do not keep this room cool like the rest of the ship" you note "Which means I sometimes sweat a storm in here. Now I know this is not professional but whoever is watching this, you've probably become a whole new society by now. new ways of life, maybe new languages, new everything. Just be sure to care for one another and the planet. Look on our mistakes and improve from that, I am terrified whenever I am in here. I am in charge of your very existence. I can only hope I'm doing it right. This is co-captain Y/N Ackerman signing off and continuing work"

As you worked tirelessly you hadn't noticed that house had gone by. You had eventually fallen asleep on your desk. As your form rose and fell with each breath. You felt a hand caress your upper back and fingers rake through your hair. You stir awake with a slight smile expecting to open your eyes and see Levi.

"mm Levi?" you stretch upward and turn to find yourself in the room alone. You could feel your heart drop into your stomach. You knew you felt someone touch you! You weren't imagining things! Saving the progress made, you quickly leave the room and lock it up.

You walk your way down the hall and to the right making your way to the dinning room. Everyone was there and seemed to have just finished their food.

"Captain Y/N, you must be hungry! You gotta try this chicken! Its AMAZING!" Sasha exclaimed waving a chicken leg around in the air making some of the juices fly around

"Sasha watch it!" Jean said trying to get her to stop flinging the food around. "You don't know if she wants that or not! Not everyone is as food obsessed as you!"

"I'm surprised you're not 200 pound more than what you are now" Connie added

"Cooonniieeee, that's meann" she wined with a frown.

It was never a dull moment with these kids huh?

"Thank you Sasha but I'll eat later. Do you know where Levi is?" you asked they all pointed to the main cockpit

"I think he's in there speaking with Captain Erwin and Hange" you nod and stroll over to the double doors and go inside where said persons were.

"Y/N perfect timing," Hange said clapping her hands together "how was that nap of yours?" she asks

"Well it was honestly strange-wait how do you know I was napping?" you asked

"Well, I was going to go and offer some food but you were drooling away on the desk" the scientist chuckled "but in all seriousness have a seat we've got something to discuss" You pull out the chair and sit

"Well, we are on course heading the right way. Our rough estimate is about a month or so. If things go smoothly, we preserve gas and supplies, we may get there even sooner" Erwin stated

"Wait...really?" you asked looking around at the other captains "so...we'll finally make it?" you ask again with hope in your eyes

"That's right," Hange sang "we'll finally be off of the ship, start our lives over, and our new future will begin"

"But that also means we need to have these recruits, taught, I shape and on track. That brings us to subject two" Levi said "Zeke, is my concern. We don't know what sewer the bastard came out of. You're in charge of getting information out of him but I don't want you alone with him"

"I can handle myself Levi you know that." you say crossed your legs as you explained your best offer "Look we have a room with a two way mirror. You stay on the other side and when you feel you need to come in, you come" ""I can handle myself Levi you know that." you say crossed your legs as you explained your best offer "Look we have a room with a two way mirror. You stay on the other side and when you feel you need to come in, you come"

Levi sighs heavily. He knew you were right, you were smart and quick on your feet. He hated how much he loved that about you. You can handle yourself in any situation, but he wanted to be the one to protect you.

"..fine" he gave in begrudgingly "We'll do it later this week." he declared. After setting a schedule for the meeting, Erwin had informed Zeke on what will be happening later on. But for now it was to your shared room, it was long day. You change into your more comfortable clothes while Levi was taking a shower. You rub your eyes and look at your reflection in the mirror. Maybe you were just imagining things.

"Hey, are you ready for bed?" Levi asked as he walked out drying his hair with a towel.

"Yea I am" you shuffled over to the bed and let your body fall limp on the mattress. "It's been a long day" you sigh opening your arms for Levi to come and lay in. Once he was dressed, he crawled over to your to lay on your chest. This was the best place to be in, on Earth or in space. No where compares to the comfort of your arms. You both lay there in the silence, letting yourselves drift off into slumber.

Little did you know of the lurking eyes that are watching you as you sleep soundly. The same eyes that have locked on to you for sinister plans only its twisted mind could know.

“Soon enough you will be mine.”

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Arrival to Paris

Paris France, Present Day

Orion's POV "I'd say that was a nice flight, wouldn't you say?" I remarked as me and my friends, Ariel and Dion, walked down the stairs as we exited the plane and entered the Paris airport. We had just finished our trip from America and landed in Paris, where we were staying for the next year or two. We had just won a scholarship to go to Paris so as you can imagine, it wasn't something we couldn't be more excited over.

"Sure." Dion, my best friend, replied as he held a hand to his head. "Whatever makes you happy, Orion." Dion was a Japanese-Irish male with short orange hair and sharp blue eyes. His hair was short like his father's with the same color, however, his face was more like his mother's. He wore a white sleeveless button-up with long orange sleeves from the elbow down while wearing a light blue tie and black boots. "I'm just glad the ride's over." No sooner did he say that than his face started to turn green. "HRK!" Dion exclaimed as he ran over to a nearby trashcan before vomiting.

"I thought it was amazing!" Ariel exclaimed as she did a quick spin, her long, black skirt spinning like a top. Ariel was a pink-haired Jewish girl who wore a black and pink shirt and white shoes. "Just think! We'll be in Paris! The city of Love and Lights! For two whole years!" Her excitement caused her ponytail to sway a little. "I would just love to visit the Eiffel tower, and the Louvre, and taste the exotic foods here!"

"We won't be doing any of that until we get our luggage," I said, adjusting my glasses as we went over to the line and looked for our cases. "And meet our guardian." I was a Greek Mexican boy with dark blue hair that was Eren Jaeger-like in appearance. My outfit consisted of a white t-shirt with a red coat over it while my hands wore blue fingerless gloves. My pants were dark blue with blue Nikes.

"I wonder who we're staying with anyways." Ariel inquired as we walked into the airport lobby. "I wish I had paid attention when Mom and Dad gave me a description of our contact." She sighed a little bit as she thought about it.

Dion pointed ahead. "I think that would be them." Ariel and I looked at where he was pointing and saw someone with a sign that had our names on it. The person in question was a young man with orange hair covering one of his eyes who wore a grey jacket over a red-orange shirt. "Ariel," Dion began, "isn't that-"

ZOOM! Ariel sped past us and towards the guy and embraced him in a bear hug. "Cousin Nathaniel!" She exclaimed. "I'm so glad to see you again!" Nathaniel seemed to be happy as well because he lifted her and swung her around.

Ariel's POV I was so excited to see my cousin Nathaniel again! The last time I saw him was at our cousin Matthew's bar mitzvah. "It's been so long!" I exclaimed in Hebrew. "It's so good to see you again cousin!"

"Same here, Ariel" Nathaniel replied, also in Hebrew. "When I heard you were coming, I almost broke a window from jumping in excitement!" He looked over my shoulder and saw Orion and Dion standing there. "And who are your bodyguards?" Nathaniel inquired in English.

"I'm Orion Pax," Orion replied as he pushed his glasses upwards and tried to compose himself. (He always got nervous meeting new people). "It's nice to meet one of Ariel's relatives."

"My name is Dion Mcfinnigan," Dion said very calmly. (Dion was always the most chill out of all three of us.) "I take it that you are the one that is taking us in?" Without warning, Nathaniel got closer to Dion and looked at his face.

"You look familiar," Nathaniel commented as he finished. "Have we met?" Orion and I looked at each other in confusion.

"Not that I'm aware of." Was Dion's answer. "Perhaps you've met my mother by chance?"

"Who would your mother be?" Nathaniel inquired.

"I wouldn't know," Dion replied, "all I know is that I'm the result of an affair between my father and some rich married Japanese woman who decided to get giddy behind her husband's back."

Nathaniel looked at me with an odd look on his face before turning toward Orion. "And you?" He asked in a curious tone.

"Teen pregnancy." Was all Orion said at the moment Nathaniel nodded before moving on.

"I suppose you guys want to know where you'll be staying for the time being," Nathaniel commented as we began walking. "Look no further when I say that you're going to be living with me." This revelation surprised me a little bit. Nathaniel is living by himself? Whatever happened with him and his father living together? I thought.

"Get down!" Orion screamed as an explosion appeared beside us, knocking the 4 of us down.

Dion's POV I slowly got up as a ringing hit my ears. I looked around and saw Orion, Ariel, and her cousin Nathaniel try to get up, still disoriented from the explosion. Without thinking, I looked at where the explosive projectiles had originated and saw something extremely unusual: I saw what appeared to be a girl in an outfit that made me want to hurl. She appeared to be no older than we were.

She happened to wear an outfit that reminded me of Sailor Moon in terms of outfit and color. That was where the similarities ended though. Her hair was tied up in two silver lower French braids. Her eyes were a blood red that seemed to glow as she grew angry. In one of her gloved hands was a short wand that was gold and had a cracked heart gem on it.

"I am Sailor Galactica!" The girl exclaimed. "And I will show the world how awesome Magical Girls are!!" With that she aimed her wand and fired it at a street lamp, causing it to turn into a unicorn.

"Aaaaah!!!!!" Ariel screamed as she ducked behind a car, us following her. "Nathaniel," She started in an annoyed voice. "I know what I'm going to say might be crazy, but I think you might have left some things out of the letter that you sent me last year!"

"In all honesty Ariel," he replied, looking at his phone. "I didn't think one would appear today."

"Today?" I repeated. "You mean this thing happens all the time?" I looked over the car and saw the girl keep firing her wand at people and objects.

"Sadly yes," Nathaniel replied. "But these situations are usually resolved when our local heroes Ladybug and Chat Noir come in and stop the villain." He then showed us his phone, "I've already alerted them with an app that allows people to report akumas if they see them." A blast hit the car we were behind and turned it into another unicorn.

"Well," Ariel commented as we hid behind another car. "I'm not about to entrust my life to some spandex-wearing wannabes." She looked at me and Orion. "Who wants to kick some Sailor Scout ass?"

"That's not a good idea Ariel" Nathaniel commented. "That villain will reduce you to a pulp without a second thought!"

"I'm all for it," I said, cracking my knuckles. "I've been looking for an excuse to try out some of those new boxing moves."

"Someone's gotta make sure you two don't end up dead" Orion said as he pushed his glasses up. "So here's the plan..."

~|~

Sailor Galactica kept firing her wand at everything she saw. "Soon," she began monologuing, "everyone will know the best shows ever are Magical Gir-" She never got to finish her sentence, mainly because she got hit in the face by a rock. She turned toward the direction where it was thrown and saw a blue-haired boy standing there.

"I understand that you like Magical Girl Anime a lot, right?" The boy asked, pushing his glasses upward.

"Yes!" Sailor Galactica said, "It's why I'm doing this in the first place!" She aimed her wand at him, totally unaware of the two people creeping up behind her. "I take it you are a fellow loyal fan as well?" She smiled a little bit.

"To be honest," the boy replied. "I think it sucks!"

"What?" Sailor Galactica replied, completely confused by what the boy just proclaimed. "What did you say?" Her voice became dangerous as she looked at the boy.

"I think it sucks." The boy replied. "I mean, let's be honest here, all those frilly dresses, bright colors, long transformation sequences." He snapped his fingers and laughed a little. "Don't even get me started on those ridiculous poses they like to do." He then made a mocking Sailor Moon pose. Sailor Galactica's hand began to squeeze around her wand. "Then there's those weird attack names and titles too." The boy continued. She couldn't take it anymore.

"Enough!" She screamed, swinging her wand. "I will make you pay for those insults child!" She fired her wand at him. The boy dodged the blast, it hitting a random mailbox and turning it into dust.

"This is why I like Giant Mecha anime." The boy stated as he ran in a circle around her. "At least they have awesome fight scenes that don't use fancy poses and weirdly named attacks." He then dodged another blast before sliding under a car. "Plus, you never see them coming." Sailor Galactica felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned her head only to see a fist collide with her jaw, sending her flying. Without thinking, she let go of her wand, causing it to fly through the air and land in a pink-haired girl's hands.

"Nice wand," the girl said, "Mind if I keep it?" The wand then slipped out of her hands as it shattered upon contact with the ground, a black butterfly appearing from it. "Oops." She went as it began to fly away.

Orion's POV A red and black yoyo appeared out of nowhere and grabbed the butterfly, causing, Ariel, and Dion to turn in the direction it came from. We saw a bluenette pigtailed girl wearing a red bodysuit with black spots all over her body. Her mask had similar traits as well in terms of color and design.

Her partner, on the other hand, wore a black leather suit along with fake cat ears on his blonde hair with a belt-like tail that would move depending on his mood. His eyes were catlike which seemed odd to him considering he was human.

"Bye bye little butterfly..." Ladybug said as she released the Akuma from her yoyo, now white as it flew away. She then looked at us. "You guys stopped her?"

"Yes," Ariel replied, "my friends didn't think it'd be a good idea to wait until you arrived so we-" Ladybug held up a hand as if to shut her up.

"Do you know how stupid it was to do that?" She asked, somewhat annoyed. "You could've gotten hurt, or even killed by the Akumatized victim!"

"No offense, Puta," Ariel commented,(using swear words I taught her) somewhat annoyed by what she had said, "but would you rather if that Akuma or whatever kept attacking until you guys showed up?!" At this point, Chat Noir, Nathaniel, Dion, and I knew how this could end up.

"Calm down," Chat Noir interjected, hoping to ease the tension between Ladybug and Ariel. "Why don't we-?" He never got to finish his statement because both Ariel and Ladybug glared at him.

Poor guy. I thought as we looked at him.

"I would rather they didn't get hurt..." She replied, her voice getting angrier by the minute.

"That doesn't answer her question," I stated. Ladybug looked at me for a moment before looking at Ariel.

"Don't do this again.." She said before turning towards me. She got close to my ear and whispered, "I'll see you around..." She smiled as she did a motion and a swarm of ladybugs appeared that somehow fixed everything, down to the cars not being dust and no more unicorns running around. Before she left, she looked at me and made a phone sign with her hands. With that, she swung away.

"What was that?" Nathaniel wondered as he looked at the duo swing away. "I'm so confused right now."

"Ariel and Ladybug got into an argument." Dion recounted. "Ladybug then seemed to try to flirt with Orion, and then a swarm of ladybugs appeared, fixing everything." Dion turned to look at me. "She was flirting with you, right?" He asked, a little confused.

I simply shrugged to show I was just as confused as he was.

"The next time she tries that, I'm gonna..." Ariel growled as she made a motion that seemed to indicate her wanting to break someone's neck.

"I think we better go to my house right now..." Nathaniel commented as we grabbed our stuff and hailed a taxi.

Ariel's POV

I could only growl for the rest of the ride as I thought about what I saw and heard. Ladybug. More like Lustybug. I saw her making those eyes at Orion.

"Ariel?" I snapped out of my thoughts as Orion got my attention.

"What is it?" I asked.

"We're here," Nathaniel replied. I looked at where we would be staying and saw that it was an apartment complex. "Welcome to mí casa." He said. "I think that's Spanish for the front door, am I right?" I simply chuckled at this.

"Not bad," Orion commented as we went inside. "It's a lot roomier than I expected. Nathaniel's apartment certainly was larger than expected. From what I could tell, it was a four-bedroom apartment with a good-sized kitchen and bathroom.

"I'll be staying in my room," Nathaniel remarked. "and you three have to bunk together."

"How come?" I asked, curious about why he couldn't.

"One of the rooms is a studio for me," he pointed to the other room. "The other room is a workshop for all of us." He turned to us. "Any questions?" There were none. "Good," he said as he went to bed.

Seeing his wisdom, we all unpacked and decided to go to sleep as well.

I didn't know it then, but our lives would soon change forever...

[heavenzscent]

Authors Note:

So as I was working on finishing up my longest fic I realized there was a lot I was unhappy with and felt that I could at least try to do better and that this would be a great exercise in improving my writing. I didn't feel right going on to the final chapters without feeling satisfied with the first.

Here is an snippet of the edited version of Return To Me. I don't plan on changing the plot just the wording. Also my sister is helping me edit which is a little embarrassing but kind of fun.

RETURN TO ME

CHAPTER ONE : INTRODUCTION

MAY 1921 

Armin Arlert, full of youth and restlessness, made the migration to the East Coast to work the stocks much like every other fellow who was trying to make a name for himself outside of the family money.

His Grandfather was an American through and through. “If you must explore, explore all this golden continent has to offer. Go on one of those railroad buffalo hunts or something, whatever you young men like to do these days.” He would say to shut Armin up every time he would mention some foreign wonder he had read about in a book or The Cosmopolitan. He believed the only reason one should leave American soil was for war or business and all the better (and more worthwhile)  if it was for both. 

Armin was now acquainted with both. 

He was no longer the college boy he once was. No longer did medicine and laboratories hold his interest, although these subjects barely had achieved this task to begin with. 

Armin was a romantic and a stargazer at heart who had been born about half a century too late. During his college days he often had daydreamed of going on Safaris on the African savannah and Jungle Cruises down the Amazon River from Peru to Brazil, but never dared upset his aging grandfather with such talk.

That had been the Armin before the war, for on the other side of the terror and hell he endured within the trenches he had also bore witness to miracles and staggering curiosities that he never thought he would have the bravery to seek out.

Verdon Gorge.

Calanques de la Piana.

 Ille-sur-tet Organs.

Aiguilles Rouges.

He had seen so much more than he had hoped yet not enough. 

Simply surviving would have been enough for someone else, but not Armin, he was only more hungry and sought to establish himself further within society, starting with the East Coast then Europe and then wherever the winds would lead him. 

Many had come back with minds broken, shorter tempers. But his affliction had embodied the form of irrepressible greed. He wasn’t more important, nor more loved then many men who hadn’t made it back past the atlantic. Nonetheless he was home and he couldn’t find it in him to squander his luck due to his devotion to a stubborn old man, even if that old man had raised him with the most caring of hands. 

His dear friend Mikasa had been uncharacteristically vocal about how she found such pursuits of wealth to be silly for those who already had it. That such adventures should be left to those less fortunate than themselves. Over the years she would often tell him that it shouldn’t be so hard to stay within the confines of the 48 states and play the good grandson until his grandfather died. Then Armin wouldn’t have to worry about being disowned from the family business. For years he had listened because, as usual, she was correct and her logic was sound. 

But he had come to understand that Mikasa, despite her intelligence, couldn't understand because she was different. She was one who took pride in her duty and wasn't one to crave much more than what was right in front of her. A rare trait in the wealthy, but then again easy to say when she was filthy rich. 

Armin was born into a life that was more fortunate than most, being the heir to a chain of bookstores that sold everything from magazines to college text books on the West Coast, as well as receiving his fathers royalties from his still beloved novels. Still he wasn’t quite as blessed as her husband Eren. Eren Jaeger.

His first and oldest friend.

They hadn’t seen one another since New Years. And since Erens relocation East, their correspondence had not been as rich as it had been in the past. Even so Armin made sure to ring and leave a message with the maid that he had settled into his home and looked forward to Eren and Mikasa’s company in the near future.

Less than three hours later a red automobile was parked in front of the modest carriage house that Armin was renting in West Egg. The driver identified himself as Dr. Jaeger’s employee and that he had been sent over to fetch Mr. Armin Arlert and transport him to the Jaeger residence which resided across the bay in old money East Egg.

Eren and Mikasa had settled down on the East Coast so that Eren could teach or open a practice. Or so the hearsay said. Armin knew that part of it was true, but he felt the true motivator was similar to Armin’s: they just weren't the type of men who liked being under the thumbs of others. 

Eren was the younger of the two heirs of the famous Jaeger family. His grandfather was Leland Jaeger, a doctor who had capitalized on the lack of development in the West. He followed the forty-niners to California to sell them goods and open up a practice of his own. Doctor Jaeger himself had taken up prospecting as a hobby in his spare time. And as the universe seems to work miracles blessing those who aren't searching too hard, almost indifferent to grace and devoid of superstition. When the Doctor struck gold it allowed him to build his own empire. First with a hospital and then he invested in other ventures from the telegraph wires to the railroads. Later, once his empire was firmly established Doctor Jaeger served a term as Governor of California until his daughter Faye had died of an unidentifiable illness. Consequently, he founded Jaeger University in 1885, which had a medical school that focused on medical research and after not even 50 years the school was already a competitor to Columbia in the East. 

Jaeger University was where he and Eren both had been reunited with Mikasa Ackerman, their childhood friend and undoubtedly the most fascinating woman in American high society. 

[stilemawillow]

MTIJ | Ch.6 It’s Not All About The Embarrassment

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pairing: levi ackerman x reader (eren jaeger x reader)

word count: 3.2k

summary: a girl with a variety of hidden complexes has to live with a french asshole for nine months. easy? on the surface. problematic? definitely. romantic? not too much, or at least they’d make it a point to say so everytime when asked. the end? please, their dynamic isn’t as simple as that.

The sensation of wanting to do something and not being able to do it because of your pissy nature was angering. I wanted to do something and rub it in the intern’s face because, having prevented a minor mental breakdown of mine or not, he stayed the guy whom I'd have an everlasting quarrel with - a feud so persistent even a nuclear bomb would deal it no damage. It had taken exactly two minutes into our hug for me to regain my composure and go back to being myself, except he knew he'd done something for me and now I couldn't be a bitch to him.

I could, naturally, ignore the unwritten laws on the topic of that and try, but there was another obstacle standing in the way of that - namely the fact I was locked in the bedroom and Eren was sitting on the bed with his shoulders shaking with the urge for him to get up and pace around. The raven had spun the key on us about five minutes ago, stating the one rule which could get us out was to fix whatever problem we had.

He was probably in the hallway, listening for any potential screaming he'd have to put an end to if things took a turn for the worse. I could bet he'd taken his tea along because he'd sensed, as was correct, it would take some time for me and Eren to get over our respective worries - having fucked-up major time on his side and having overreacted too much on mine.

"Eren," I started warily, croaking voice doing nothing for the gentleness I wanted to inspire, "just hear me out, okay?" He took a deep breath and nodded from the bed, I couldn't even see his eyes but I knew he was nervous as hell. I inhaled prior to speaking and it made my lungs wheeze. "I'm sorry for overreacting, I just got defensive. I forgive you for saying everything you did. It wasn't a lie, it just wasn't your place to share it with a stranger. And lashing out at you isn't the best way I could've dealt with it." I was pulling and pushing at my fingers, trying to figure out how their joints worked and maybe dislocate them along the way in case Eren didn't accept my apology.

"I'm really sorry for speaking like that of them, (Y/N). I took some time to think why I did it and it's just..." He was staring at his feet so intensively it made me want to check them for any holes. My thoughts were racing - even in emotional moments I had to connect the string connecting Eren's thoughts sometimes, it wasn't that rare an occurrence taking into account he often couldn't voice them himself. I was struggling and then I realised it – the only reason he had for dropping the truth about my parents – and it was currently standing in the hallway, monitoring us.

"... the intern?" I almost expected him to reply but he didn’t. What reacted as a result of his mention was my boyfriend’s whole body as it flinched. I’d hit the bull’s eye. Eren muttered a low ‘yes’, to which I kept going, voicing what he didn’t have the bravery to say. "You wanted him to think worse of our family so he doesn't attach?" Another shameful ‘yes’, another twitch of my lips. "So our relationship stays as it is during his internship?" A quieter ‘yes’, so ashamed of its existence it wanted not to be audible at all. Unfortunately for his pride, I wasn’t done – there was still the finishing touch, the true motive the brunet would most of all hate to be revealed. "All of that because you were afraid I may prefer him over you."

There was no ‘yes’ this time, no vocal confirmation. And to think it was physically possible to bow your head down so much. He’d reached the ultimate point of regretting his behaviour because hearing it from my mouth had made him reflect on it and it hadn’t helped the fact it sounded kind of childish. It sounded exactly like the thing he’d done when we were still kids, telling another boy who had a crush on me that there was a monster in my house and he shouldn’t go there. Eren hadn’t changed much in that aspect – and it was yet another part of him I loved. So I went up to him and called his name, and when he flinched once more I was smiling.

"I love you." I stepped forward and cupped his face, hugging him and feeling his arms loosely drape themselves around my waist. For a second there I’d seen him sit on the bed, an eleven-year-old with gleaming eyes, stubbornly screaming at me that he hadn’t scared off the other boy out of jealousy, he’d scared him off because he didn’t like seeing other boys around me, because they wouldn’t treat me well and they might pull my hair or be mean to me. I had hugged him back then too, with the quiet response that jealousy was exactly that. 

"I love you, too." He murmured against my chest, making my smile turn into a grin. I took a seat on his knee and he pulled my legs over his, making me look like a cradled baby.

"I know." My teasing tone wasn’t entirely ruined by my weak voice and it didn’t fail to make Eren laugh because it reminded him of his favourite movie saga. We’d set up a ritual at this point – when the situation was bad and we were telling each other we loved the other after the worst had passed, one always had to land Han Solo’s line. Eren uttered another apology out of shame and I snorted. "Stop apologising, it’s forgotten. Water under the bridge and all that."

"But I don’t like it, I mean, him. He looks better and he’s living with you and…" The brunet couldn’t even finish out of a lack of things to say, or the fact they were too many to choose from. I removed my hands from his neck and met his gaze – a dark teal with sparks of blue – so then insecurity. I began fiddling with the teal boxers poking from under the black shirt and he held my waist, rubbing halting circles there like the motion would calm him too. 

"Listen here, he might be hot but he’s an asshole. And what if we’re living together – I see him as a nuisance I’d have to feed for nine months." My exasperated explanation made Eren’s face contort in further insecurity – this time just a bit fake because I could see the corner of his mouth twitch in amusement. I gave his shoulder a weak slap and his eyes could be seen calling me out on the fact I’d used the adjective ‘hot’ to describe my father’s intern. "The fact I called him hot means nothing. I’m dating you because you’re kind, dumb, generous and selfless, not because you’re a popular testosterone bag that has the right set of genes to make girls swoon." He snorted with laughter and I could distinctly hear the intern choke on his tea outside – probably out of shock over the sudden cackling.

"In fact," I poked Eren’s chest once he’d stopped laughing, "you were always cute, but I never thought you handsome before I actually got to know you. I couldn’t understand the girls when we entered high school, all they needed to fall in love with you was a pretty face and, what, really bad grades? My particular type is raven-haired short guys with dangerous glares, you know." I chuckled and Eren pouted, long fingers giving a warning squeeze to my waist. If I provoked him a bit more there would be consequences but who was I to care about that? "Fine, since you’re my boyfriend you have to be my type. I’m forbidden from liking other things on the menu. You know I’ve always fancied bad boys, they always think of hilarious nicknames. Princess has to be my favourite since, as we all know, I am of royal descent."

Eren cursed, half-angry, half-laughing and the raven was heard choking once more on his beverage. I was over here having the time of my life, almost sending two males into cardiac arrest at once. I smirked when Eren pushed me back against the bed and then I was wheezing when his fingers came to tickle my sides. I pushed against his chest and his arms, tried to catch his wrists – all in vain. The former member of the rugby team had more strength and agility than I’d given him credit for. The torture ended about five minutes later, when I could no longer breathe and only produced short-lived ragged inhales and painfully croaky exhales.

Eren took pity on me and, as the very childish boyfriend he was, decided to go for the lesser evil and drop his whole weight on top of me. I gave a last wheeze and passed out – or at least in my dreams, because I only snorted in reality at his nose burying itself in the crook of my neck as my legs wrapped around his torso. I took a minute to calm my breathing and started playing with his hair once that was checked off the list, making him hum against my chest like a cat. The thought made me snort as I kept scratching the brunet’s scalp.

"Babe," Eren called for my attention, making me hum, "is he really your type?" His question made my hum turn into a thoughtful one, then I gave a slight nod even though he couldn’t see me.

"I think that’s really my type. I was seven when my parents’ marriage was shaky, and my mother drew lots of men’s portraits to distract herself." He’d heard of that period, was almost present during it because I met him shortly after, still he probably regretted having brought it up. "I stole one of those portraits from her trash bin. The man on it had raven hair and terrible clothes, his features were all sharp and strict and, at a first glance, you’d think his eyes were real. For me they were, and even though they glared, I found them reassuring." Eren hummed and I contemplated stopping the story there, only to realise my boyfriend was the only person besides Annie who deserved to know it. 

"I thought I'd found my guardian angel. I would bring him everywhere with me because he helped me calm down. He walked me to elementary school, attended every event my parents couldn’t and, most hilarious of all, he taught me how to cook. I loved him and I thought him real but around the time high school began I realised I had to let him go because he was fictional and I didn’t want to be a weirdo. He served his purpose and now he sits with my old textbooks in the attic." The story was done and Eren was quiet until he wasn’t.

"He seems a lot like Levi, doesn't he?" I gave a small ‘maybe’ and Eren hummed as my fingers kept running through his locks. "That's why you act like that around him." He probably knew my brows had furrowed in bewilderment. "Do you listen in Psychology once in a month or something?" Eren propped himself on his elbows and looked down at me as I blinked at him, still confused.

"... no? I only cram before tests?" The question marks made my boyfriend grunt in exasperation, shaking his head and telling me I was in denial as I waved my hands around. "But I just admitted I don't listen in Psychology!" My exclamation made him sigh.

"Your attitude towards Levi is based on denial. Because of his resemblance to the portrait, you do your best to antagonise him so you don’t attach to him on a deeper level. That’s the subconscious working its magic because you don’t want to consciously admit the feelings you had for the portrait would project on him without a concrete reason aside from his looks. It’s basically a defence mechanism." His lecture made me blink blankly, his innocent look after he’d stopped talking almost made me sigh. His attitude was childish but when he did a thorough analysis of my behaviour he didn’t realise he sounded exactly like our twenty-six-year-old teacher.

"You listen to Mr Smith once and this is the result." I patted his head with a sigh and he shrugged. "You might as well be right since I can’t argue. But Psychology isn’t everything so I’m allowed to say I also act like that towards him due to other factors as well. You know, because I’m such a complex person." Eren chuckled at my sarcasm and I glanced around his relatively messy bedroom, with the pile of socks stuffed next to the wardrobe and the wall behind his ���gaming station’, which I called simply the desk supporting his computer and PlayStation 4, painted by the forms of R2-D2, C-3PO and the Death Star. Man, my boyfriend was a nerd. And next to the desk lay the bag of his present, still unwrapped.

"You still haven’t opened your present, let’s go that." Eren gasped at my suggestion and jumped off me fast as lightning, I’d almost had any time to let go of his waist. He took the bag and impatiently pulled out its contents, gently laying them on the floor and focusing on each one separately. He was from those weird people who didn’t pull them out of the bag and react to them one by one. He made an overjoyed sound that kind of got stuck in his throat due to his sickness – I approached him just as he was getting hyped at what I thought were the socks I’d gotten him. I sneakily turned on his computer and waited for the screen to load – gaming computers really were another thing. 

"You actually bought me five pairs of socks! I love them! And the Bring Me The Horizon T-shirt, I thought it was no longer in stock! Babeeeeee, I love youuuuuuuuuuu." He’d stood up to give me a hug when I clicked on the folder I’d hidden deep into his drive, his arms wrapped around me from the back and he made a puppy-like sound at my actions. "What are you doing?"

"Well, I kind of have one more present for you. Or two. You like?" He stared at the files and then his eyes widened when he realised what I meant. His arms almost squeezed the air out of my lungs and then he was bouncing up and down in excitement. I knew I was in trouble when it halted.

"(Y/N)! How many fucking times have I told you to stop buying me expensive things!" The use of my name was crucial when it came to the scolding – it meant he was serious about it. Had he used my pet name, it would’ve been a joke I could brush off. The fact he was serious, however, didn’t mean I wouldn’t try the same tactic I always did.

"Until Dawn wasn’t expensive at all." I objected, making him snort so vehemently it blew a whole strand of my hair in the air. His arms let go of me and I turned to face him, leaning against his desk and waiting for him to argue, which he obviously did.

"Bloodborne, however, is! Pair them together and you get lots of wasted money on me!" His words made me pout as I rolled my eyes at his childish antics. He just had to refuse when I wanted to spoil him. In fact, aside from the actual rough patches our relationship had had, our most serious arguments always regarded the fact I loved him too much to give him something cheap and he thought himself too cheap to be bought by overly expensive presents. He’d always preferred genuine simplicity to luxury but I wanted to give him the best of both worlds and he was angry he was taking it only to realise it didn’t align with his morals. 

"No, I get a scolding." I huffed when Eren stared at me pointedly and muttered a ‘that too’, to which I began whining, knowing I’d once again win the argument. Because I had an ace up my sleeve. "Come on, Eren, it’s literally your eighteenth birthday, I had to buy you something big. You’re almost a legal adult, not to mention I’m not giving you sex, I have to entertain you otherwise." The wink I gave him at the end made him redden and splutter, then I watched his defence crumble and seized the opportunity to slide my arms round his neck. "Soooooo, let’s call a truce and I’ll be watching you kick ass in the games later? And you love me so much you’ll be thankful and accept your present without further nagging?"

"Deal, but you’ll be a playing too." I smirked when he accepted the truce, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me into him. Sick or not, my boyfriend was the epitome of the word ‘attractive’. 

I remembered our first kiss briefly, him having saved me from yet another horde of bullies in elementary school and being just a bit shorter than me. I recalled his messy hair and the emerald glimmer in his determined hues, then the bruise on his cheek and how I’d stated I had to give him something for defending me again. He’d refused any material present I could buy and, in the spur of the moment, I’d decided that a kiss on his pouting mouth had been the best second I could think of. I’d left him so red it made me panic whether I’d done something bad and then he said he wanted another peck so I’d grinned and given it to him. Because, you know, friends often did that.

"Thank you, (Y/N). Not for the present. For being my girlfriend." There were moments like this, when his eyes got so soft and the look he gave me was so loving I could barely handle it. Moments I almost felt like I didn’t deserve, because he was too good to be true, too good to be with me – better than the best I could wish for. Except, here came the banger – all my life until now I’d wished for him. I felt the tips of my ears burn in embarrassment at his loving gaze, then I tiptoed and hid the adoration I held behind a wide smile.

"I didn’t know you could be so romantic, Mr Jaeger. Give your girlfriend a kiss if you’re so thankful for her." He immediately complied, barely holding back his own smile. His hands were strong as they held me and he smelled, despite his dishevelled condition, of pine, chocolate and deodorant. I realised two sick people kissing wasn’t the best idea in the world but neither of us cared about that – the least I’d give my sick boyfriend on his birthday was a kiss.

Or a ten-minute make-out session and a few hickeys. When the intern let us out of the bedroom, he watched my dopey grin and Eren’s bruised neck, and we could both tell he felt like he was watching over a pair of stupid toddlers.

tag list: @unloved-cadillac​

[lizhrs]

eren x yn x jean (wc: 4099)

warnings: smut/nsfw, threesome, cunnilingus, slight dacryphilia, fingering, choking, blowjob, degradation/dirty talk

summary: after discovering your marriage isn't what it seems, you decide you finally need to give into your deepest desires and who better to help than your two most trustworthy bodyguards?

“why is he here?" eren scoffs the second he steps in the room, choosing to lean against the wall instead of moving closer towards them.

you roll your eyes, not in the mood to deal with another juvenile argument between them right now. you're too exhausted—emotionally that is. right now, there's only one thing on your mind, it's been itching away at you for over a year now and you'll be damned if you don't get it.

jean grimaces at the sight of their newfound guest, "you invited him?"

"i already told you i did." you reply, looking up at the chandelier in the ceiling. it's been an hour since you returned home, contemplating whether to call them up again after they escorted you here. a part of you is in anguish because asking them to do this will just make things undoubtedly uncomfortable for them and their boss. but the other part—the one that's a bit selfish and tired of always being discarded by a man you thought was supposed to love you just wants...you want this. and you know they want it too.

you can tell they've wanted it since the moment they laid eyes on you. eren never really tried to hide it whenever the two of you were alone, always looking at you with those fierce eyes as if you were already his. jean on the other hand, kept his distance whenever he wasn't ordered to watch over you. having that pained, constipated look on his face like you were about to pounce on him any second.

"whatever." jean grumbles. "he's going to say no as well."

"is he?" you lean up on your elbows, looking at eren. he raises an eyebrow in confusion.

"you mind telling me what's going on?"

"yes he is." jean practically growls. "because he's not that much of an idiot to get himself killed."

"what's going on?" his voice is louder now.

you blow a puff of air before standing up from the bed.your stomach is slowly getting filled with anxiety but you try and push it back, you want to do this. in fact, you need to do it. it'll calm the turmoil going on in your head right now. you have every right to sleep with anyone you want—especially after what you've just learned.

your fingers toy with the spaghetti straps of your dress before allowing them to fall, eren's eyes slightly widen at your actions as jean takes a step back, clenching his jaw. ignoring him, you unzip the dress, it falls and pools down at your feet on the floor.

"uhm..." eren starts, looking both shocked and slightly intrigued.

"she knows." jean sighs, clenching his jaw as he forces himself to look away from the sight in front of him.

"she...knows?" he looks confused.

"yes i know." you sigh, rolling your eyes. "that my prick of a husband is cheating on me and has been cheating on me for the entirety of our marriage. thanks for telling me by the way." you step out of the dress.

you're not necessarily angry at them, definitely not as much as the fury you feel for your so called husband and you know they would've been putting their own lives as risk if they told you but it still hurts.

you should've known that man wouldn't stay faithful even if his life depended on it but you needed this marriage, or so you thought. now you just want out but you know that's not an option. the only way out is if he somehow drops dead but that's unlikely with the swarm of bodyguards by his side every second.

so you're throwing your morals out the window cause you don't owe him shit, screw those vows. "you better get dressed before i—"

"before you what?" you scoff, looking at eren. it would've been an empty threat no matter what he said. "what, you don't want me?"

"you think doing this will make it better? acting like a whore and seeking our validation will make the pain go away and cause him to run to you? it's just gonna end with a bullet in all our heads."

you bite your lip, he's only saying this because jean is here. if the other wasn't, he'd be jumping at the chance for the slightest taste of you.

"not everything has to do with him—"

"so you would've been doing this even if you hadn't found out?"

"probably not." you huff. "but we all know we've all been wanting this for ages." you take a step toward eren cause lord knows jean isn't going to make any moves before someone else does. "is it so wrong to finally go after something i want? something we all want?" you stop when you're standing directly in front of eren, feeling his hot breath on your face.

"stop it." jean grits his teeth from behind you both.

"what do you say eren?" you bring your finger up to touch his chin but he grabs your wrist before you can make contact. he tightens his hold, eyes staring at you with anger because you've put him in this position. and lust. definitely lust. "he never has to know."

as much as you want to rub it in his face, telling him would just put these two in danger.

eren bites his bottom lip. it feels like a century passes before his finger ghosts over your cheek, you gasp as he moves his hand to tightly clench the back of your hair. "you're something else. you know the affect you have on us and shamelessly use it to your advantage; consequences be damned. " he sounds more proud than angry.

"is that a yes or n—" you're cut off by his lips pressing onto yours. fuck. his breath is minty fresh, contrasting with the glass of champagne you had earlier. the kiss is hard, clearly filled with pent up frustration. he quickly spins you around until he's pinning you against the wall. lips finding your jawline, neck and cheek. he's sloppy and you're not complaining.

"you really have some nerve..." he pants. "putting us in this position."

you smile, letting out a tiny whimper as he nibbles on your neck. "you sure marking her up is a good idea?" jean speaks up, sounding irritated.

"shut up." eren growls. "at least i'm not a pussy and actually doing—" he yelps before he can finish. you gasp as jean tugs him by the hair and pushes him away. he looks at you for only a second before connecting your lips together, lifting you up as you wrap your legs around him.

jean kisses you with almost as much desperation as eren, less sloppy but the frustration is there. tongue darting out to lick the outline of your lips, hands clenching the flesh of your ass, eliciting a moan from you. "you're gorgeous." he breathes out.

he walks you both to the bed, watching as you collapse on it before he pounces on top of you. holding his weight up by his forearms. "i wanted to kill him every time he hurt you."

"that's quite shocking to hear considering the fact you practically kiss his ass." eren scoffs from behind.

jean goes to look at him, an insult at the tip of his tongue but you quickly grab him by the jaw. "focus on me." you whisper.

his eyes instantly soften, he leans down to press a soft kiss to your throat. "i thought you said not to leave marks." eren scoffs. "or is that only—"

jean unsnaps your bra, taking it off and throwing it at eren's face. "he's right." he mutters. probably took a lot of strength to say those words, you refrain from a giggle. "no marks."

"then fuck me." you practically whine.

his eyes turn a few shades darker as he rips off your panties, "lub—" eren throws a small bottle of lube on the bed before he can finish, surprisingly he's sitting on the sofa, just observing.

jean takes it, squirting some on his fingers. "fuck, you look so perfect." he kisses you again, tongue sliding across yours. clenching your right breast, he doesn't waste time in quickly leaning down to nibble on it with his teeth. he sucks the sensitive nub, relishing in the way you arch off the bed.

his fingers trail down to your pussy, you gasp as you realize just how wet you are. "jean...please."

he leans down, fingers parting your folds. you can't get another word out before his tongue is suddenly coming in contact with your clit. you gasp, fingers clenching the sheets as your eyes almost roll to the back of your head. you haven't been eaten out in...fuck in so long.

his hands grab your thighs, harshly pulling you down so you’re closer to his lips. the next lick is unbearably slow, he’s teasing you but before a complaint can escape, he‘s suddenly lapping at your leaking cunt. "oh gosh...j-jean—ah!"

eren comes over, "as much as i enjoy hearing your moans sweetheart, he comes back in approximately twenty minutes. we don't have much time."

jean leans up, licking his lips. he grabs the lube and squirts some on his fingers before inserting a finger in you. he does it slowly, cautious at first and you have to coo. "she's not a fucking porcelain doll." eren bites.

"do you ever shut the fuck up?" he glares up at him, putting in another finger. your fingers are aching as you clench the sheets even more tightly, fuck it feels so good. it's been so long.

"i will when you realize how to treat her. she doesn't want to be treated like some breakable object. she wants to be treated like a whore. don't you?" he grins, hovering over your face before biting your bottom lip, dragging it out. you have to refrain from a giggle as his long brown hair tickles your chin.

before you can even answer, eren is pushing not one- but two lubed up fingers into you, alongside jeans. "fuck!" you scream, arching up, temporarily forgetting how to breathe.

jean looks worried for a moment, going to yell at eren but stops when he notices your desperate state. he bites his lip, starting to move his finger again. a thumb is rolling firmly on your clit, you wouldn’t know who’s even if you tried. not with the way they're drilling into you, causing the tears to form and incoherent moans to fumble out. "please...please." you move your head to press your cheek into the pillow, watching as the tears stain the fabric.

you were obviously pent up from everything that’s been happening lately because a second later, you were coming all over their fingers. a soundless moan escaping your lips. eren grins like a mad man, slowly taking his fingers out and of course, lapping at them as if his life depends on it.

"you're tighter than a damn virgin, does he really not fuck you that—" he cuts himself off.

"fucking idiot." jean cusses.

"why do you get to go first?" he brushes the moment off and frankly, you're too blissed out to care.

"cause you're an idiot." he pours some lube on his cock. it's only then that you realize they're both fully dressed, except for the open zipper of both their pants, cock hanging out.

you pout, you know why. all of you needed to hurry up but still...you really wanted to see those abs. "if you had it your way, yeager. she would never even be near me."

"if only i did." he glares. "it's really a shame you came into my life with a ring on that finger, sweetheart." he says to you, planting a soft kiss on your open lips.

"would you two just fuck me?" you groan.

"i would but this asshole—"

"i'm the asshole? you're the one-

"yes, you're the asshole. the biggest one of them all."

"you two should just kiss and and get it over with." you huff out of sheer annoyance, it wasn't supposed to be taken seriously—obviously considering their immense hatred for one another.

but jean stills, quirking up an eyebrow before looking at eren who scoffs once he sees the look in his eyes. "if you honestly think-" he can't get the words out before jean grabs the back of his head, pulling him in for a kiss. it was frenzied, the shock only lasted a second for eren before he was trying to assert dominance. but jean was more determined than him, pressing deeper in the kiss.

and you have to gulp because holy fuck, the arousal in your lower region swirls as you see their tongue moving against each other. eren's fighting back a moan, it's clear from the way his eyes are squeezed shut with furrowed eyebrows. it only lasts a second more before jean is pushing him away and putting his attention back towards you.

your mouth is gaped open and so is erens who's kneeling on the bed besides him. you stifle a giggle only for jean to roll his eyes. "never bring that up again." he aligns his cock with your entrance and you only have a second to get ready before he's snapping forward.

you let out a choked gasp to which he smiles at, "i thought you didn't want to get treated like a porcelain?"

"i-i don't."

he grinds his hips in little circles as he leans down to whisper in your ear. "then what it is, princess?"

"you're..." you whimper. "big." you breath out. bigger than you've ever had.

that obviously adds to jean's ego, "you hear that, yeager? i'm big. tell him how much i fill you up, princess."

you shake your head as he starts to move, his cock is so hard and your insides feel like they're melting from the euphoric feeling. "he's so big—oh god eren he's so big." you moan, digging your head into the pillow.

eren clenches his jaw, looking like he wants to throw a degrading remark at jean but opts to just move closer to you. he swipes his finger across your lips before grabbing his cock and bringing it towards your mouth. you eagerly open up, not caring at how desperate you look.

“you’re going to be a good little slut and take what i give you, yeah?”

you nod. he smiles proudly before dragging his cock into your throat, pushing it inside until you’re gagging. his fingers dig into your hair as he keeps up his merciless pace. your throat already aches but none of you care enough to stop, the tears gather on your lashes as you sob. you try to keep your gag reflex relaxed but it’s pointless with the way eren is drilling into you, the little choked noises you’re making seem to be making him even more aroused. he’s stretching your mouth and throat as far as they can go, moaning at the sensation. “yeah, take it.” he groans. “you’re doing so well, y/n.”

meanwhile jean is thrusting into you, lining up one of your legs to his side. his pace has become painfully slow, making you feel every inch and vein of his cock. he’s pressing his body as close to yours as it can go.

the incessant pressure in your core has you whimpering, the noises vibrating on eren’s cock. jealousy seems to be overtaking jean as he watches the way you swallow around eren because his thrusts become quick again, reaching your deepest parts. he pounds into you, your voice cracking at the unforgiving pace. the slap of his pelvis meeting you is filling the room and eren laughs. “and here i thought you were gonna be the vanilla one.”

“fuck off.” the wet squelching of his cock moving inside of you almost has you coming again. he draws back only to slam in again. you throw your head back, not having the strength to suck eren anymore.

“fuck.” the tears are falling down your cheeks. “keep doing that, k-keep fucking me.” his fingertips dig into your thighs, groans mixing with your high pitched whines.

“ah—ah—ah!” you rut back to meet his thrusts, feeling it deep in your core.

you can tell he’s close, he almost collapses on you as he takes his cock out eliciting a cry from you. “i’m sorry princess. as much as i want to, releasing inside of you would cause problems we wouldn’t be able to handle.” he tugs on his member, only for a few seconds before he’s spilling on your stomach, a few spurts landing on your face.

eren wastes no time, pushing him away so he’s now the one in-between your thighs. he grabs you by the waist, spinning you around until you’re on your stomach with your ass up. you push your face into the pillow and almost scream as his tongue darts into your pussy. he laps it up, licking at your clit like it’s his favorite meal.

“jesus, yeager.” jean scoffs. “you’re like a damn dog.” he’s standing, cleaning himself up with a cloth.

eren ignores him, the sound of your moans already has his ego too inflated to fight. you clench the sheets so hard your fingers hurt. “o-oh—e—eren.”

“hurry the fuck up.” jean comments.

eren kneels up, “fuck off.”

“we only have a couple of minutes left, idiot.”

he sighs, “fuck that.” he whispers more to himself. you don’t even feel him align with your entrance, he’s too quick as he’s already buried inside of you. you gasp, clenching your eyes shut. “why the hell should i hurry up? why the hell does he get to have her? he doesn’t deserve shit.”

the oversensitivity is getting to you. fuck, you feel so used. it’s amazing. he yanks you up so your back is pressed up against his stomach as he rams into you. his teeth dig into your neck, ignoring the way jean scolds him for leaving a mark. he doesn’t care, biting until he’s sure there’s going to be a bruise for days.

that’s definitely going to come back to haunt you all later but the cock in your cunt has you too fucked out to care. sweat dribbles down your forehead and your cheek and eren quickly comes to lick it up. “do you like this y/n? like being fucked into oblivion. like being my little bitch?”

you sob, nodding weakly. you do, you do like it. “say it.” he growls.

“i—i like it.”

“like what?”

you whine, “i—i like being your little b-bitch. please fuck me more. please.”

his breathing comes out as ragged breaths as the pace increases even more, hands gripping your hips to the point you know there’s going to be bruises. oh fuck, how are you even going to explain this to him?

“i’ve wanted this for so long.” eren says from behind. “could do this for hours.”

“well you don’t have hours, dipshit.”

you’re shaking, it feels like it’s been hours since you all started when it’s only been about a couple of minutes. eren is pressing deep into your sensitive parts, pushing you into the mattress until you can barely breath. “what do you say jean? next time, why don't we both take her at the same time?” he asks jean as if you’re not even here.

a tiny moan escapes your lips at that, imagining them both filling you up simultaneously. jean doesn't say anything, you wish you could see the expression on his face.

his hands knead the flesh of your ass as he slams in once then twice then thrice before he’s coming. a wet sob escapes your lips as he fills your insides. you don’t even have the chance to come down from your high before jean is yanking him off the bed. “are you fucking crazy?” he grits his teeth.

your eyes are closed, still in the same position because holy fuck that just happened. all of that just happened. and you don’t regret any of it one bit.

“oh screw off, you’re just mad you were too much of a coward to do it yourself.”

“it’s not about cowardice you fucking idiot! you want her getting pregnant—with your kid? are you crazy? fucking psycho. he’d have us all killed.”

you finally regain a bit of strength as you slowly roll onto your back, staring at that damn chandelier again. you sit up, “i-it’s fine. i’ll take the after morning pill.”

eren smiles at jean, more passive aggressive than genuine. “see? it’s all fine.” he walks towards the bed again, kneeling on the bed for a taste of your lips.

jean scoffs, storming over and pushing him off. “you can’t have it all you dickwad.” he grabs your chin instead, pressing his tongue into the roof of your mouth and licking your lips. doing it all because they all know it’ll be a while before they can again.

eren stands up, “five minutes.” he looks down at his watch then at you, eyes softening. “well princess... words can’t express my gratitude towards you for tonight.”

you refrain from an eye roll just as jean pulls away, a string of saliva connecting your lips. “you guys should hurry out.” you say, ignoring the pained throb in your chest as you say that.

them leaving means him coming in and the last thing you want is to be in the same room as that bastard. “i’ll clean up myself.”

they both nod, looking a bit reluctant but knowing it’s suicide to try and stay.

“one last question.” eren says once their pants are zipped up again and you’re in a robe. “how’d you find out? about him?”

you lick your dry lips, all that screaming has your throat hoarse. “i’m not the airhead housewife you all think i am. i know a lot more shit than you give me credit for.”

jean’s eyes dart to the hickey on your neck. “obviously.”

you smile, “now leave so i can shower.”

eren’s the first to step out, the lust still evident in his eyes as he stares at you until he’s out of view. jean stays behind for a second, not really saying anything, just clenching and unclenching his fists.

you bite your lip, knowing a gist of what he wants to to say but he can’t say it. none of them can say it to you, it’ll just...it won’t end well. not one bit. so you smile, opting for a small joke. “don’t worry, next time you can come in me all you want.”

his eyebrow is raised for a second before he laughs. “next time?”

“well, of course there’s going to be a next time.”

“hmm. next time then.” he nods, taking a step back. he jokingly salutes you—doing a half assed job at it before walking out.

you nibble on your bottom lip, looking at the clock. shit. you should really win an award for the amount of things you’re able to do in the span of the remaining time you had. quickly showering, almost falling in the tub at that then dressing up in that damn pajama set you keep in the back of your closet. it’s your least sexy one, covering up every inch of your body but that’s exactly what you need right now.

you took other precautions before that, the paranoia eating you up as you applied makeup to the marks they left behind. you hate how you have to do this—he never had the liberty of washing his lipstick stained suits before returning home. why the hell do you have to go through all of this?

the beds already cleaned up, the bottle of lube hidden far inside your underwear drawer. you quickly get in the bed once you hear the front door to the mansion opening.

it only takes a few minutes before the bedroom door is opening and he’s walking over. “are you feeling better?” he asks, taking his jacket off and throwing it to the sofa.

“yeah.” you mutter. you guess pretending to be asleep didn’t work. “sorry i left early.”

“it’s fine.” it seems he’s too exhausted to go shower as he climbs in the bed next to you. “i’m sure eren and jean took good care of you.”

you nod, allowing him to pull you into his arms. “yeah. they did.”

[f4irycafe]

: ̗̀➛ 𝒔𝒖𝒃𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒘/ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒔 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

characters: eren. jean. armin.

warnings: smut. subspace. degradation. spit. rough sex. pet names (baby, angel, sweet/pretty girl, etc.) squirting. aftercare.

notes: i saw a post on here about toji w/ a reader who falls into subspace, and i wanted to write something w/ eren cause he's my bf >:(

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armin

i'm gonna go from best to worst in this list lmao.

he is the absolute best when it comes to dealing with you while you're in subspace.

the second you fall in hi's talking you through everything.

"you good baby," "look at my princess, my eyes, come on my love,"

his hands are cradling your face as he's shallowly pumping himself in and out of your weeping cunt.

your hands are latched onto his forearms as you're crying and babbling nonsense beneath him, but he just looks at you with a sweet little smile nd' tells you that everything gonna be okay.

i think it gets him off to know that he's the only thing in the world your mushy little brain cares abt in that moment.

when you both cum his aftercare is chefs kiss.

if you don't want to let him go he'd lull you into a calmer state with promises of being back in just a few minutes.

and he is.

he goes and gets you some mushy food that's easy to eat (applesauce, rasberies, etc) and some water and put them next to the bed.

hed grab a warm towel and wash your thighs and face off.

AFTER that's all done then he'll finally cuddle with you.

he hates to see you get all pouty when he leaves but he needs to take care of you before he can indulge you.

he'll just talk to you and give you sweet forehead kisses for as long as you need until you finally come out of subspace.

you're always thankful for the fact that he goes and gets you food and water afterwards, you always crave it.

he's just very tactical and practical about it.

10/10 mr arlert. <3

jean

jean boy :(

let me make it clear that him and eren are TIED for second place. they both take care of you in their own sweet ways.

i feel like the first time it happened he kinda freaked out and didn't know what to do. like he kept trying to talk to you and your brain wasn't even registering what he was saying you were just so blissed out.

but now as a veteran he's so so so so gooooddddddd.

he's the type to do the little "yeah's" and "uh huhs" against your lip as your gasping and your eyes gloss over with lust.

he always smiles, watching how you can barely focus on anything other than cumming in that moment.

like armin he stays really close to your face, occasionally kissing your lips in between sayings.

afterwards he's the type to indulge you, cause of course he'll do anything his babygirl asks.

he will clean you up with a towel, but he already set is aside before you guys started so he won't have to walk up and grab it.

he'll rock you in his arms like a little baby as you place your hands on his chest, your head in the crook of his neck.

i think he'll just sit in silence with you, rocking you back and forth until you get squirmy when you start to come out of your headspace.

he's the type to like debrief after a session ykwim.

"do you want me to do anything different" "i felt like i went a little too hard that time, you sure you're okay."

screams shits and cries oh my god.

the only reason why he is second place is because it took him a while to catch on. at first he thought he was hurting you or you couldn't breath, so he'd freak out which would then cause you to freak out in your vulnerable headspace and it was just kinda a mess .

eren

if there's one thing abt me, its that i ride for my husband ok. he's literally my man idgaf.

another second placerrrrrrrrr.

the reason why hes tied with jean is cause he also didn't handle you slipping into subspace that well at first.

he thought you were just like...being dramatic and bratty cause the dick was just that good.

so he kinda went harder and choked you a bit.

and you flipped the fuck OUT. like your brain went into panic mode and you tried to get him to stop. but he was so swept up in the moment he didn't realize when your like "wow this is so good" hits against his arm turned into "eren let go of my neck right now before i have a breakdown" hits.

you had to talk to him about it afterwards, but he learned.

he's still really condescending whenever you go into subspace, but he doesn't get any rougher than he already was being with you.

"my cock really fucking you dumb isn't it, pretty girl" "taking my cock like you were made for i, aren't you, aren't you you dumb sweet thing"

bark bark bark BARKKKKKKKK GRRRRRRR WOOF

i feel like he likes to fuck you in subspace the most when his back is pressed against your back so he can whisper all these nasty things in your ear, and he loves to grab your face and force you to look at him when you cum.

you also just fall apart so much harder whenever he fucks you like that, pistoning his hips into yours at an insane speed.

your brain is still really foggy even after you cum, and you kinda just fall forward.

lol the first time that happened he didn't hold you up and you fell face forward into the pillows.

but he'll wash u ofc. and he'll put the lights on a darker setting (something he knows you like, like a dark pink or blue) and put on some really soothing music.

you guys literally worked together on a playlist that he uses specifically whenever he fucks you into subspace.

like armin he'll talk to you, but its more reassurance.

his big hands will cradle your cheeks as he looks at you.

"you did so good for me tonight, you always do" "took my cock so well, sweet girl." "good girl"

i'm actually panting rn.

after you get out of your headspace he'll go grab you whatever you want from the kitchen, plus a nice cold glass of water.

often times you're limbs are so tired that before he makes it back to the room the music has already lulled you to sleep.

he has a soft smile on his face as he sets down the food, kisses your forehead, and tucks you into bed.

tags / @sailewhoremoon @keithandlevi-ontheroof @shunkaza @marcoswhore @jeanreinersex @kailuvsme @khinaadolll

dessa's thoughts: like ik im the one writing this shit, but it still gets me geeked as fuck. i love them. i was gonna add connie but i'm tired and i just wanna watch spy family and go to bed so i cut him from this one :(

[m-jelly]

Water therapy

Pairing: Post-War Levi x Fem!Reader

Genre and tags: canon world, fluff, romance, married couple, cute, helping Levi, being in love, time skips, pregnant reader.

Concept: Levi's doctor suggests he does some sort of activity to help his knee get stronger, so you have an idea. You take Levi to the beach almost every day and get him in the water. You hold his hands and swim with him. Levi slowly gets better and becomes more playful with you and his confidence comes back.

You pushed Levi's wheelchair as he talked about ideas for tea mixes at your tea shop. Your shop wasn't a place for people to sit down and drink, it was a place where people would go in and buy bags or tins of tea and a nice little baked treat made by you. You adored it when Levi got excited about ideas and now trading was open, he could have any kind he wanted and have sugar and milk.

Levi let out a long sigh as he adjusted the blanket you made him on his lap. He looked out to see the sea getting closer. He'd moved with you about two months ago to a house by the ocean, it meant he could relax more and you could be closer to your shop that was at the new port town on Paradis.

Levi felt happier here. He could get rest at night. The waves soothed him when you kept the windows open at night and held you. He could see his kids running around here and you both were trying for a baby. He wanted a family. He wanted to move on in life with you.

You and Levi had met during the quiet years when Paradis was being modernised. The kids in the scouts were growing up, Levi was hurting from loss and there you were in all your glory running your new bakery and Levi was smitten. He got to know you, went to your bakery often and in the end you asked him out because he was too flustered.

You and Levi dated, got engaged and finally married. You spent only six months together as a married couple before he had to go to Marley and get Eren. When Levi came back, it was nothing but chaos. So, now the war was over you and Levi talked by letters while he healed over in Marley. You would go visit him and shower him in love, then return to Paradis and run your bakery.

Eventually, you sold your bakery and used the money to set up Ackermans, the best tea shop on Paradis. You welcomed Levi back with open arms and moved him into a veteran hospital and stayed with him. When Levi got the green light to leave, you lived in a small home that was at the back of your shop. You both made the big move to the cottage by the sea and brought down the little home and turned it into a garden for more tea.

Levi loved his new life, it wasn't what he dreamed about when he met you, but it was still wonderful. He was happy and in love with you. You were his home.

You stopped pushing Levi and wrapped your arms around his shoulders before kissing his cheek. "I hope you like my idea."

Levi placed his hand on your arm. "I know whatever you have planned for me you have the best intentions for me."

"I'm glad you have faith in me."

"Always."

You released him and grabbed your bag. You stood in front of him and smiled. "I need you to walk."

He gripped the arms of his chair. "O-Okay."

You offered your hands. "It's our private beach, so we can take our time."

He nodded and held your hands. He grunted as he stood up. "Okay, I'm ready."

You gave him his cane and picked up his chair. "Let's go!"

Levi chuckled when you ran through the sand holding his chair up with a bag on your back. "Cute."

You put his chair down in the sand before laying a blanket out for yourself. You yanked your clothes off until you were in a bra and shorts. "Come on Levi! We're going swimming!"

He hummed a laugh. "I like the sound of that." He limped closer to you until he reached his chair. "I guess I will wear my boxers."

"I will buy us some swim things, but this will have to do for now." You helped him out of his clothes until he was just in his boxers. You smiled as you admired your husband. "So handsome."

He blushed at your words. "Thank you."

You held his hand and helped him walk to the water. "It's okay temperatures, so you don't need to worry about your knee reacting. I checked it all beforehand."

"Thank you."

You walked backwards into the water. "The doctor said you need to get a bit of exercise and I was thinking that swimming is the best. You get to move around and it's nice on your body." You smiled at him as he got waist-deep. "Plus, you get to see your wife half naked."

Levi chuckled. "You're right."

You kissed his hands. "I'll take good care of you, alright?"

He nodded and kept walking with you until you were both up to your shoulders. "I trust you."

You smiled and swam backwards along the beach. "Try your best and kick with me."

He gasped and panicked a little as his knee felt stiff. "Sh-shit."

You moved to his side and placed your hand on his pecs. You wrapped your other arm around his waist. "It's okay, I've got you." You massaged his waist. "You're okay. I won't ever let you go."

Levi blushed. "I feel like a fucking child."

"We all start somewhere, okay? You've got this." You helped him a bit more until he got tired. You stood him up and hugged him tightly. "I'm so proud of you."

Levi wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled against you. "Thank you."

You pulled back and kissed him. "Remember, my love, you can't do this in a day. It takes time. We'll keep coming back and even when you're better, we'll keep coming here."

He smiled a little. "I'd love that."

Levi had been practising with you for weeks. Some days he'd be great, then others he'd be a bit bad. You kept supporting him and he loved that about you. He felt confident when he was with you. He wanted to get better and be strong again.

However, today was not a good day.

He was swimming and trying his best, but his knee was not having it. He fought through the stiffness and pain. It was getting a bit too much. He winced and cried out in pain. "Fuck!"

You stopped moving and helped him stand up. "Levi?"

He pulled from you and limped out of the water and collapsed on his blanket. "Shit." He shifted and sat up. He put his head in his hands to try and hide his tears. "Damn it."

You walked over to your husband and grabbed a towel. You wrapped it around him and another around yourself. You sat down and got out his medical cream. You moved Levi's leg to stretch out and started massaging the cream into his knee and thigh.

Levi sniffed a little and watched how loving your touch was. "Thank you." He rubbed his tears away. "I'm sorry I got frustrated and upset."

You cleaned your hands up and smiled at Levi. "Don't be sorry, okay? We have bad days and good days. Today was a bad day. There's nothing wrong with it." You leaned over and kissed him. "What matters is you're safe. I love you Levi and I don't want anything bad to happen to you."

Levi gazed at you as he heard those bad thoughts that told him he didn't deserve you. He slipped his arms around you and held you. "I love you so much."

You massaged your fingers in his wet hair. "I love you too. I'm proud of you today. I'm always proud of you." You kissed the top of his head. "Don't ever be sorry for having a tough day, okay?"

"Okay."

You pulled back and smiled at him. "You're Levi fucking Ackerman. You're my husband. You are a badass. You have been through so much and yet you are still here. The worst of all the things you've been through is being married to my silly ass."

Levi laughed with you. "You're not silly and you have a lovely ass. You're not even a brat." He smiled softly as he took you in. "You're the best thing to ever happen to me. You're the love of my life and the most beautiful thing I have the honour of gazing upon. You really are my everything."

You shuffled closer and gave him many kisses on the cheek. "You gotta stop with this cute talk. You are getting me all hot and bothered."

Levi cupped the side of your face and kissed you. He tugged on your bottom lip with his teeth in a playful way before pushing his tongue into your mouth. He sighed through his nose at being able to kiss the love of his life. Knowing you were his wife made him unbelievably happy.

Levi pulled back from your lips and smiled. "I think I'm ready to go again."

"Not the first time I've heard you say that before."

Levi blushed. "Tch, dirty brat."

You giggled. "Are you sure? I don't want you to push yourself."

He carefully stood up and smiled. "I'm ready. I can't do it without you. Help?"

You jumped to your feet. "On it."

You squealed as you ran away from your husband. You looked behind you to see Levi chasing you down. You had kept up the swimming plan going and he'd gotten so much better. Your husband had a playful spark in him again.

Levi tackled you into a hug and lifted you up. "Got you!"

You kicked your legs and giggled. "Leviii."

He ran with you into the water and jumped in. He swam up with you and kissed you. "You are amazing." He nuzzled against you. "A baby."

You giggled. "Yes, we're having a baby."

He kissed you and moaned. "We're going to be parents. I'm so happy."

You hummed a laugh. "That's right. I'm happy as well." You cupped his face. "I can't believe you are running around."

He nuzzled his nose against yours. "I feel a lot better. I'm fuelled with a fire of love and we've made a baby!"

You covered his face in kisses. "We're going to have a baby."

He kissed you. "I'm so excited."

You swam backwards and flashed Levi your little belly. "It's going to be wonderful."

Levi growled. "Baby."

You laughed when he dove for you. "Hey! You're supposed to be doing your exercises."

He huffed and started his laps. "I'm on it."

You giggled. "Look at you go!"

He swam backwards around you. "I'm doing this for you and our baby and the many babies to come."

You hummed a laugh as you watched Levi. "You're adorable."

He pulled you close. "How about I do physio with you? The doctor said it's good for you and the baby."

"Oh, how the tables have turned."

Levi cradled you in his arms and closed his eyes as he just held you. He let out a long sigh as he felt at peace. "Because of you I now adore the sea. We should get a boat and do some fishing."

"I think that would be fun."

Levi started singing to you as he moved around with you. "Thank you for being with him. For helping me through this. I don't know what I would have done without you." He kissed you and smiled. "So, thank you again and I can't wait for what life has for us. I get to walk with our kids now because you helped me."

You hummed and smiled at the thought. "You'll be a great father and teacher to them."

"I know I can do anything as long as I have you."

[mommypieck]

⌗︙・why did modern! au aot characters get detention ⸜⸜・

eren

omg he's so lame. he had to stay after class only because he refuses to do homework. it's not like he's not smart, it's more like he doesn't have any motivation to do so. one time he just wrote "im not like other boys. nobody understands me." on his homework.

armin

he started yelling "nobody disses my waifu" when some upper classman called his waifu cringe. armin literally started growling while chasing the person with a picture of his waifu in manga in his hands. the teacher that caught him also suggested that he stops wearing his "*waifus name* husband" choker.

jean

he skipped class to go flirt with some girls, but his pulling game was so weak that they called janitor ackerman on him. he almost broke the broom on jean. jean made sure to get some flirting tips from reiner for the next time.

marco

he tried telling the teacher that she's wrong and ended up gaslighting her. he might look innocent but he learned his tricks from armin. the teacher wasn't happy at all when he said things like "i don't think your husband will be happy about the time u hung out with mister ____ after school."

connie

he usually comes home late everyday because of detention. the most memorable one was when a teacher bended over and her ass was all up connies face and he started slapping and humping the air as he was doing it to the teacher. she saw it... he had to be put in different class.

sasha

her and connie made a bet that she won't take a bite of the stack of history papers mister smith has in his office... she in fact did take a bite of that... she had her parents called in school and mister smith also made sure that sasha sees the school therapist.

mikasa

she though dissecting an animal meant she has to bring in her own dead animal... and she's a nice student so she brought one for everyone. the only reason she didn't get kicked out was because she's the smartest student in school.

annie

simply for not listening in class and it would go peacefully is she didn't blast last resort by papa roach in her cheap headphones. the whole class was silent except for the loud shum of her headphones.

historia

you think historia has ever got detention?? no way, everytime she does something bad, her dad is right behind her back to sweep it under the rug so his daughter can play the perfect student.

ymir

looked up some questionable things on the school computer. the school was horrified when they found out that she searched "bobs, boobs, breadts, breasts, tites, titties." during computer lessons. armin had to ask her if she wants to help with spelling after.

reiner

oh boy, he's been after school so many times. first of all for similar things like ymir, but the latest one was because he passed notes in class. more specifically, he threw a piece of paper at historia that said "i have a king sized bed and u happen to look like my queen." the teacher was horrified.

bertholdt

he lost the books he borrowed from the library. they literally disappeared without any trace. luckily for him they were found weeks later when reiner bursted thru the door, yelling "sharespear is fucking sick. that lady macbear reminds me of historia. sick dudess."

hitch

she broke into historias locker to see what lipstick she wears and got caught by janitor ackerman. another broom was broken that day. luckily nobody saw that the lipstick dissappeared.

marlo

he said "biology is cool, but let's talk about the economic state of the country." to teacher hange... they were completely shocked by marlo and made him sit with them after school so they could explain to him that biology is amazing.

[crisalidaseason]

Look, I'm really gay and a simp for Mikasa. Also, I've been obsessed with Royalty tropes. This thing came out of my brain as a result. Hope you enjoy it, I guess.

⚠️ Warning ⚠️: Mikasa being a chaotically cute and oblivious, me being gay af and simping for her. Eren being clueless but supportive nonetheless. OH, this is very sapphic. Not proofread at all, that's just a self indulgent story that I vomited on my phone's keyboard

Princess reader who gets an arranged marriage with prince Eren Jaeger. Both Eren and the princess are miserable with this situation. Eren wants to be a traveler and explore the world's hidden mysteries. The princess wants to be free from the duty of marriage and child bearing.

Unfortunately, princess and Eren get married. They make an agreement to act as a couple only to the public, but never in private. They become good friends with time and learn to appreciate each other's companies and advice.

One day, an assassination attempt endangers the princess's life and Eren decides that she needs more personal protection. He sends a letter to his sister, Mikasa, a well known strong shield maiden and also a very trusted person. Mikasa agrees to look after her brother's wife.

What Mikasa didn't expect is to find the princess extremely ethereal and beautiful. She tries to play it off as normal because everyone simps for a princess from time to time (right? It's normal, right?).

Princess is utterly in love with Mikasa. As soon as Eren introduced his sister, the princess was too focused on how beautiful and divine the dark haired woman looked. That moment the princess knew she had to get that cutie for herself.

The princess wore the most beautiful dresses, perfumed herself, braided and decorated her hair. She made sure to look pretty for her shield maiden. Everyday they would go for a peaceful stroll around the gardens, talking about the gossip from the previous day. In the afternoons, the princess would take Mikasa to the library and read books with her. In the evenings, the princess insisted that Mikasa sat beside her during dinner. Eren was a little confused but happy that his sister and wife were friends.

One day, Mikasa has to travel for a small mission assigned by her brother. The princess gets really sad, but understands it. Eren assures her that the trip will only last a week and Mikasa will be back very soon. The princess patiently waits, and waits and waits.

After two weeks, a group of shield man come back with a wounded Mikasa and all hell breaks loose. Eren is worried because his sister is almost invulnerable and the princess is worried she won't make it. Fortunately, Mikasa is stable and will recover soon.

During her recovery, the princess wouldn't leave Mikasa on her own. She takes care of her wounds and feeds her when she isn't feeling strong enough to do so. While Mikasa sleeps, the princess kisses her forehead and tells her "I love you" thinking the shield maiden is not listening.

Mikasa of course hears that, but doesn't say anything because she is confused and not sure she wasn't hallucinating. She recovers and everything goes back to normal, but those three words torment the shield maiden's mind.

Mikasa looks for signs that the princess might have romantic feelings for her. All the while she feels guilty because Eren is her husband. She doesn't want to hurt her brother's feelings by pursuing his wife.

All the while Eren is a little too dumb to notice both women are clearly head over heels for one another. It takes Armin to actually tell him "bro, they're in love we have to do something because I can't take this anymore" (let's say Mikasa likes to barge Armin's chambers and complain that the princess is so cute, and pretty, and lovely).

Eren and Armin make a plan (more like Armin does all the planning and Eren is the moral support) to send both women to a very beautiful and secluded castle owned by the Jaeger family. They tell both girls is a safety measure and Mikasa completely agrees to take the princess there.

The princess and her shield maiden arrive on the castle and have a lot of fun walking around and exploring the library and the surrounding forest. They decide to have a picnic and end up kissing, with only the sunset as their witness.

When they arrive back home, Eren and Mikasa have a conversation. Eren tells his sister he doesn't have feelings for the princess and that he would be more than happy to have his sister and friend be married.

In the end, Mikasa and the princess get married with Eren and Armin as witnesses (Armin got his license to marry and unmarry people). Eren and princess are still married to the public, but in private she is Mikasa's wife.