#eren x reader

[shawtuzi]

STICKY! STICKY! STICKY! FT. EREN YEAGER & SUGURU GETO

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ paring: bfs!suguru and eren x black coded fem!reader

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ cw include: reader is ovulating jus like me, eren gets left out for a little bit but they make it up to him <3, needy!reader, whiny!sugu, some fondling, unprotected sex, they get caught by eren :0, sleepy eren, eren fucks you while you jerk off sugu, eren and sugu share a kiss, three way kiss, creampie, sugu cums on your pussy, oral f!receiving, a wee bit of aftercare. wc: 2.6k (this is not proofread so sorry bout that) mdni boarder credit: @/cafekitsune

‘suguru….? wake up, please’ *hiccup*

suguru let out a low hum, his thick brows scrunching as he cracked one eye open. you were practically touching noses with him, your lips turned into a deep pout. the faint smell of your peach scented body wash wafted into his nose, stirring him awake even more.

“what’s wrong princess?” he grumbled, blindly reaching out for your soft body. you cuddle more into his side, your lips immediately attaching to his jaw to pepper it in kisses. suguru’s lashes fluttered, his eyes now open completely. “i need you sugu, m’hurting down there,” your voice was still raspy with sleep, a whimper bubbling in your throat.

suguru’s hips jumped forward when you pressed your bottom half into his thigh, the heat from your pussy had his dick stirring in his sweats. “mmph, can’t you wait till the morning when eren is awake? you know he doesn’t like to be left out,” suguru whispered into your neck, squeezing the plushness of your hips.

he had a point—eren did not like to be left out when it came to being intimate with one another. it’s not like he got angry—on the contrary he’d be very pouty about it.

“but i’m ovulatinggg, don’t you feel how wet i am sugu?” you ground you pussy into his thigh the tiniest bit, your slick seeping through your panties and onto his thigh. suguru sucked in a breath through his nose, his eyes flitting over to eren’s sleeping figure. he’ll be quick. he’ll make you cum on his fingers real fast and put you back to sleep. easy.

“come with me,” he whispered, swiftly scooting out of bed, careful to not wake eren. you crawled off the bed, immediately latching to suguru’s side. he guided you to the bathroom, quick to hush your whines once you made it.

suguru lifted you with ease, setting you on the sink. his lips smushed into yours when he heard you squeak, “s-sorry it’s—ah, cold.”

he ran his warm hands over the tops of your thighs, his thumbs brushing over your panty clad pussy. “f-fuck, so wet, baby. what’s got you so worked up honey?” suguru cooed, his finger pulling the crotch of your panties forward before letting it snap back into place. a dewy wet sound echoed throughout the bathroom, making you whimper.

your lips trembled, your clammy hands wrapping around his wrists. “i had a dream about you n’ ren a-and then i woke up all wet. renny had such a long day at work i *sniffle* didn’t wanna disturb him,” before you knew it tears began to fill your lash line. you were always a crybaby when you were this needy.

suguru hummed, his thumb rubbing up and down over your slit, the soft cotton of your panties now rubbing deliciously over your swollen nub. “m’gonna make you cum on my fingers then we gotta go back to sleep, okay?” suguru whispered into your ear, his thumb now rubbing slowww circles over your clit.

your bottom half bucked into suguru’s touch, a dribble of your essence seeping into your already beyond soaked panties. suguru pulled your panties to the side, a gasp catching in his throat at how puffy n’ swollen your pussy was. your clit stood out from between your lips, practically begging him to wrap his lips around the bud. “t-touch me sugu,” you whined, a stray tear falling from your eye and onto your cheek that was still puffy from sleep.

geto kissed the tear away, two of his fingers now pushing between your slippery folds. you preened into his touch, burying your face in his warm, naked chest. suguru rubbed sloppy circles over your clit, his teeth clamping onto his bottom lip so hard it almost drew blood. just a taste won’t hurt right?

no, no, he had to focus. this wasn’t about him it was about you, and getting you back to sleep as soon as possible.

“s’not enough sugu, n-need your mouth or dick pleaseee.” suguru’s dick throbbed in his sweats, the leaky tip smearing against the soft fabric—he always slept commando. he sucked in a sharp breath when he felt your warm tongue wrap around his nipple, swirling around the bud until his forehead fell pitifully against the crown of your head. “b-but what about ren? i already feel bad en—”

“we’ll make it up to him,” you cut suguru off, cradling his face in your soft hands, “you know he can’t stay mad at us for too long.” you did have a point….

suguru whimpered, his hips bucking forward when you pawed at his clothed erection. “feels so hot, even over your sweats sugu,” you licked at your lips, squeezing his dick. “mmph! o-okay okay, take it p-please,” geto hissed, his heart beating faster once you finally pulled his dick out of its confinements.

“o-oh shit!” suguru gasped rather violently, your hand quickly slapping over his mouth at his sudden outburst. he mewled into your hand, his eyes apologetic. you were just so fucking wet. the second he slipped into your warmth it was as if he was having an out of body experience. your pussy throbbed around his tip, a drizzle of your essence trickling down the base.

you slowly removed your hand from suguru’s mouth, his lips smashing into yours seconds after. he whimpered into your mouth, his hips pushing forward a couple inches. “gotta be quiet sugu,” you moaned softly, your fingers threading into his hair, messing up his bun more than it already was. “i know, i know m’sorry baby,” he pushed in the final inches of his dick, his rough hands gripping onto your thighs for stability.

each time geto pulled out a dewy, squelching sound followed. your wetness dripped onto the counter and the floor but neither of you could find it in yourselves to care about the mess. suguru looked down to where your bodies connected, his eyes turning into hearts watching how greedily your pussy sucked him back in.

“f-faster sugu, faster,” you mewled, your lips latching onto his chest once more. suguru shook his head rapidly, a groan bubbling in his throat when you started to suck on his nipple. “i can’tttt baby, i-it wasn’t even supposed to go this far.”

“what are you guys doing?”

you and suguru both froze, his dick still fully sheathed inside you. you heard footsteps get closer until they stopped at the bathroom door.

“sugu?”

suguru turned his head to lock eyes with eren. his hair was a mess, hair sticking out in all directions from his bun. his eyes were still puffy with sleep, a deep pout etched onto his lips.

“you’re fooling around without me?” eren rasped, stepping closer to the both of you. your hand immediately went forward to tuck his hair behind his ear, his cheek nuzzling into your palm. “m’sorry ren, it was an emergency and you were so sleepy i didn’t wanna wake you,” your voice was as sweet as honey as you spoke to him, your thumb caressing the apple of his cheek.

“l-look at how swollen she is renny,” suguru pulled out just the tiniest bit to show eren how puffy your pussy was. eren hummed, his hand reaching between your bodies to rub at your clit. suguru’s hips stuttered forward when you clenched around him making eren let out a deep chuckle. “keep going.”

suguru didn’t waste another second, his hips pulling back before thrusting forward. your hands gripped onto the porcelain counter, eyes flitting to the growing bulge in eren’s boxers. suguru followed your eyes, his heart feeling heavy when he saw how hard eren was.

“h-here ren, you take over. got her all nice n’ stretched out for ya,” suguru pressed a quick peck to eren’s neck before slowly pulling out, a whine bubbling in his throat at the loss of warmth.

eren yanked down his boxers with a grunt, a tired smirk coming onto his face at the obscene wet sounds your pussy made just from him slapping his tip against it. “jerk him off for me princess,” eren hummed, finally slipping into your tight heat. his forehead fell against your shoulder, baby hairs tickling the side of your face. your head tilted back, thudding softly against the mirror behind you.

“c-c’mere sugu,” you blindly reached out for him, gasping when you felt how hard he was in your hand. he dick was still wet from previously being inside you, but eren being the sweet bf he was pulled his face out of your neck and turned his head to let a glob of spit fall onto suguru’s base. suguru whimpered, his hips thrusting into your hand. “thank you ren.”

“no problem babe,” eren grunted, his cheeks flaming hot at the sudden nickname he called suguru. suguru bit down a smile, his cheeks turning the same shade of pink as eren’s. “you guys are so cute—ah!” your toes curled when eren gave you a particularly harsh thrust, his dick bumping into that special spongy spot deep inside you.

the sloshing of your soaked pussy echoed throughout the entire bathroom, a thick sheen of your cream coating the base of eren’s dick. “f-fuck so wet baby, you shoulda woke me up,” eren grunted into your neck, licking and sucking at the sweaty skin. you nodded, tears brimming your eyes once again, “i know, i know, i-i’m sorry renny. we both are,” you cried out, your hand tightening around suguru’s dick.

suguru felt like the air had been punched out of his lungs when you squeezed his tip rather roughly, his head falling forward. “is that true sugu? you just as sorry as she is?” eren turned his head slightly to look at suguru, his hand running gently down his toned back, goosebumps rising in their wake.

suguru nodded his head rapidly, his eyes squeezing shut as he tried his absolute best not to bust all over your hand. “y-yes eren, i knew better m’sorry.”

“awww heh it’s okay sugu, i know the only thing you’re good at thinking with is your dick—hah! especially when it comes to her,” eren chuckled, gripping your jaw between his fingers. “give her a kiss, make it messy.”

suguru leant forward, smashing his swollen lips against yours. you parted your lips allowing him to slip his tongue inside your mouth. you ran your thumb over his slit and that’s what had suguru moaning loudly into your mouth, a stray shot of his cum landing on your palm. “don’t you dare fucking finish, not until i say so,” eren growled, tightening his grip on your jaw. even when he was so so sleepy he still remained his dominant self.

“s-sorry ren,” suguru panted against your mouth, his eyes squeezing shut to stop himself from cumming anymore. his lower half felt as if it was gonna combust into pieces, his leaky tip smearing pre all over the tips of your fingers. “good boy,” eren grunted, pulling his hips all the way back before slamming forward.

his strokes were fast, yet precise, bumping into your special spot with each brutal thrust. “f—huck ren!” your legs tightened around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer to you. your eyes rolled into the back of your head when eren forced his way into you and sugu’s kiss, his tongue entangling with yours. sure, it was messy, but it was also one of the hottest kisses you or suguru ever experienced.

“eren please i-i, fuck, i can’t h-hold it much longer. please lemme cummm, i don’t wanna disappoint you,” suguru cried into the kiss, tears brimming his eyes. eren felt his balls tighten as the sound of suguru’s pathetic whines, a deep growl rumbling in his chest.

“j-just a little bit longer. y/n? you still with us baby?” eren tapped on your cheek, his thumb slipping into your drooling mouth. you nodded dumbly, sucking softly on eren’s thumb. your hand picked up the pace stroking suguru’s dick, the veins on the underside throbbing against your fingers.

your thighs trembled, hand slapping against eren’s back as you came with a squeal. “f-fuck, okay, okay cum now sugu. cum all over her pussy like a good boy,” eren growled, his forehead dropping against your shoulder. his thrusts were never ending, wave after wave of your cum hitting his lower abdomen.

suguru’s abs tensed, his mouth dropping open to let out a pornographic moan. his hips continued to shakily thrust into your hand, little ‘ah! ah! ah!’s slipping past his puffy lips. streaks of his cum landed messily on your mound, some dribbling onto eren’s dick, making it extra wet as he fucked into you.

eren was the last to finish, his hips slamming into yours one last time before he shot his load into you with a whine. his hips circled, milking his orgasm as much as possible before he pulled out of you abruptly with a loud squelch.

eren’s chest heaved up and down, his tongue running over his bottom lip. “clean it up sugu,” he hummed, stepping to the side, tucking his dick back in his boxers. with shaky legs suguru knelt down, his tongue immediately latching onto your swollen clit. “a-ah! c-careful sugu m’so sensitive,” you sniffled, tugging on his dark locs.

“don’t. matter of fact, make her cum again. she needs to be punished for convincing you to fool around without me,” eren smirked, crossing his arms as he leant against the doorframe. suguru hummed against your pussy, his big hands coming up to part your thighs wider. his tongue lolled out of his mouth, collecting yours and eren’s cum on his tongue. your feet kicked against his back when he shoved his tongue in your clenching hole, the muscle swiping against your gummy walls.

suguru hissed when he was suddenly tugged back roughly by his hair, his eyes flitting to eren who was standing over him. for such a big man he’d never felt so tiny under eren’s intense stare. “don’t think you’re off the hook either, m’just too tired to deal with the both of you. now make her cum.”

suguru sniffled, silently nodding his head before going back to work on your cunt. he sucked your pussy lips into his mouth, his tongue cupping your clit. his tongue gently, yet swiftly caressed your throbbing clit.

it wasn’t long before you felt your second orgasm of the night approaching, your thighs trembling around his head. with one last suck you were cumming in suguru’s mouth, waves of your essence hitting his awaiting mouth. suguru pulled away from your pussy with a lewd pop! his hand coming up to wipe his mouth.

once suguru was standing eren pulled him in for a kiss, humming at the taste of your cum on his tongue. he pulled away, a line of spit connecting their lips, “go lay down. m’gonna clean her up real quick ‘kay?” suguru nodded, letting out a yawn himself before making his way back to the bedroom.

eren retrieved a washcloth, running it under warm water before gently running it over the insides of your thighs. you whined once he reached your pussy, his lips pressing against your forehead as a silent apology. “did so good for us baby,” eren whispered against your forehead, his praise had you smiling, burying your face in his chest out of shyness.

eren chuckled, setting the washcloth aside before scooping you in his arms. you were already halfway asleep when he made it to the bedroom. suguru was passed out as well, his chest rising and falling slowly. eren laid you next to suguru, your arms absentmindedly wrapping around his sleeping form.

eren smiled to himself, quietly reaching over for his phone. he just couldn’t resist himself.

he snapped a picture of the two of you before getting into bed himself, his arm draping over your waist.

you and suguru were some of the most whiny, sex crazed people he’s ever encountered but he wouldn’t trade you both for anything in this world :((

[blubwrryslut]

blasphemy. eren y.

𖤐⭒๋࣭⭑ preachers daughter! nsfw. lol, this is my first work so be nice ya’ll! i have a longer version of this story in the works it’s probably gonna be 10k+ works indulging in their backstory, but enjoy! merry christmas everyone! 𖤐⭒๋࣭⭑

“shit. shit. shit. c’mere.” calloused hands from years of work dig into your soft flesh, pinching, squeezing, tracing every curve and dip of your body. the rough texture of his hands contrasts sharply with your smooth skin, sending shivers down your spine. drool gathers pathetically around the corners of your pouted lips as you desperately grip his shoulders for some sort of solace, nails digging in and leaving crescent-shaped marks imprinting his skin. he takes your wide hips in his hands, guiding them in a slow, deliberate rhythm as you bounce on his dick, gasping with each movement against your velvety walls. the room is filled with the sounds of your shared pleasure, the rhythmic creaking of the wooden bed, and the soft, breathy moans escaping your mouth. it drives him fucking insane.

"kiss me, please—shit, i need you to kiss me." needy. that’s exactly what the man is but he doesn’t care. you’re like a fucking drug he can’t shake, you’re in his veins. you lean down, he kisses you once, then twice, it’s a disgusting kiss, spit dribbling from your chin as he cocks his head to the side deepening it. the feeling of your squelching pussy sliding across him is enough to make him utter those four stupid letters. “how ya think lil ol daddy would feel? seeing his perfect little girl like this all fucked out—god!” the thought alone has his eyes rolling into the back of his head, usually, you’d bite back but the way that his tip kisses your cervix each time you swivel your hips against his has your mind foggy.

your thighs ache, and eren’s holding your waist so tight that you're sure there will be bruises tomorrow. he thrusts up into you, his cock filling you over and over again. the way he moves you is sinful, his large frame underneath you as he fucks up into you like a toy. his fingers find their way to your swollen clit and you can barely hold yourself up. you're fucking putty in his hands, whimpering and mewling for more as you feel the knot in your stomach growing tighter. "oh my god, ren” you sob, he knows exactly what to do to get a rise out of you, his voice alone could make you cum.

"fuck, you're tight. c'mon, lemme see that pretty face." he grips your hair and pulls your head back, watching the expressions flit across your pretty features as he uses you, chasing his own high. "look at me. look at me, sweetheart.” you can't deny him, your eyes meeting his dark ones. he looks so pretty, his grown out mullet usually pulled to the back falling into his sweat ridden face, rosy cheeks, eyebrows scrunched together. “s-so handsome,” you whine. that’s enough to send him over the edge, cum spurting inside of you, leaking from your used hole. “ren!” you nearly scream as your orgasm rushes over you next, spasming in his arms as he whispers sweet nothings. eren yeager was nothing but trouble, and now you’d been sucked in. shit.

[kaluaah]

when the smut hits me with the repetitive

“I— I can’t”

“you can.”

[levisjinchuriki]

you look good spoiled - eren jaeger

summary: eren loves spoiling you and decides to splurge on christmas

warning: plug!eren, christmas with bf eren, reader getting spoiled, one curse

you’re surrounded by stacks of gifts wrapped in designer paper, each box more luxurious than the last. louis vuitton, chanel, and gucci logos peek through the meticulously tied bows. the smell of pine and cinnamon fills the room, but it’s mixed with the faint, earthy aroma of the blunt in eren’s hand. you’re curled up on the couch, a glass of spiked eggnog cradled in your hands.

“babe, you really didn’t have to go this crazy” you say, gesturing to the mountain of presents. your tone is light, but the sheer amount of it all is overwhelming—even for someone as spoiled as you.

eren, sprawled out next to you in black sweats that hang low on his hips and a fitted white tee that clings to his chest, smirks. his hair’s pulled into a messy bun, a few loose strands framing his sharp jawline. “you’re acting like you didn’t send me a whole list, princess” he says, his green eyes glinting with amusement as he takes a slow drag from the blunt.

you bite your lip to keep from smiling too wide. he’s got you there.

“well, yeah” you tease, setting your glass down on the side table, “but i didn’t expect you to actually buy everything” your voice lilts with feigned innocence as you cross your legs.

eren exhales a cloud of smoke, lazily blowing it toward the ceiling before flicking the ash into the crystal tray on the coffee table. “don’t play with me” he says, his smirk widening as he sits up, resting his elbows on his knees. “you knew what you were doing, sending me links with ‘this would look cute on me’ in the captions. what kind of man would i be if i didn’t make it happen?”.

you haven’t heard the word “no” since the two of you got together, and honestly, you don’t expect to. your cheeks warm as you take a sip of your eggnog, using the glass as a shield to hide the grin tugging at your lips.

your eyes wander over the gifts, a mix of excitement and disbelief bubbling up in you. “you really got everything on the list?”.

“and then some” he says, taking another pull from his blunt. he tilts his head toward a smaller pile near the back. “those are surprises”.

you hum thoughtfully. since eren went all out, it’s only fair that he opens one of his presents first.

you lean forward and hand him a neatly wrapped black box.the ribbon glints gold, tied perfectly, and for a moment, eren just looks at it, his green eyes squinted playfully. 

“this better not be socks, or i’m returning all your shit” he jokes, shaking it gently near his ear.

impatiently, he tears into the paper. when he gets to the sleek box inside, his hands slow, the playful glint in his eyes replaced with curiosity.

“what’s this?” he mutters, lifting the lid.

for a moment, his usually cocky demeanor falters. inside is a custom diamond-encrusted lighter, the silver metal gleaming under the warm glow of the christmas lights. the diamonds catch every flicker, and engraved along the side are the initials “e.j.”

he’s quiet, which is rare for him. turning the lighter over in his hands, his thumb brushes over the engraving, tracing the letters like he’s committing them to memory.

“damn” he mutters, turning the lighter over in his hand, the engraved initials catching the glow from the tree. “this is fire”. 

you watch him lean back, flicking it open to admire how it lights with a smooth, satisfying click. 

“you like it?” you ask, your voice almost hesitant.

“like it?” he glances up at you, his green eyes soft in that rare way they only get when he’s looking at you.

before he can respond, he leans in, brushing his lips against yours in a kiss that’s surprisingly tender. eren doesn’t let you go far. in one swift motion, he pulls you into his lap, his hands finding their place on your waist like they belong there. his thumbs rub slow circles against your hips as he kisses you in appreciation. 

when eren pulls away, his thumb brushes your cheek one last time, and his smirk softens into something more genuine.

“thank you, baby” he says, his voice low and sincere. he glances down at the lighter still in his hand, then back up at you. “seriously”.

you’re about to brush it off, but then he shifts under you, sitting up straighter. 

“alright” he says. “your turn”. eren leans over the side of the couch for a moment before holding a light blue bag. the name shines in elegant silver lettering, and your eyes widen in shock.

tiffany & co. 

“eren—” you gasp, your voice a mix of disbelief and excitement.

your hands shake slightly as you reach into the bag, lifting out a small box with a white ribbon on top. when you lift the lid you can’t believe your eyes.

inside is a diamond tennis bracelet, flawless stones shimmering against the velvet lining. it’s beautiful—too beautiful.

“babe” you whisper, your voice barely audible as you lift the bracelet out of the box. the diamonds feel cool and impossibly smooth against your fingers, and you can’t stop staring. “this is… i don’t even know what to say”.

“i know you’re gonna say i’m doing too much” eren murmurs, his voice soft as he carefully clasps the bracelet around your wrist, making sure it’s snug. “but you deserve it”.

the weight of the diamonds settles on your skin, and you can’t stop admiring how perfect it is. before you can find the words to respond, he tilts his head, his green eyes searching your face.

“what you think, mama?” he asks, his tone almost teasing, but there’s a hint of nervousness in the way he watches you.

you don’t answer—not with words, at least. instead, you lean in and kiss him, deeply and appreciatively, pouring all the emotion you can’t seem to articulate.

eren’s hand slides to your waist, pulling you closer as he tilts your chin up with his other hand. his lips curve into a smile against yours, soft and full of warmth.

“guess you like it” he chuckles, knowing you have plenty more gifts to open.

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a/n: thank you for reading. happy holidays everyone!!

[inkedinfusions]

𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | eren jaeger one shot

⊱❦︎⊰ | You encounter Eren again after a year of not seeing him. Still, things could not be more different than when you first parted. You stand on opposite sides of a cell trying to piece together that which separated you after years of close friendship.

⊱❦︎⊰ | masterlist of works

𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭

word count: 2k

content warnings: hurt no comfort, angst, mentions of violence but nothing you haven't seen in aot, spoilers for s4 ig, gaslighting on erens part because he is in his lets make everyone hate me era. I'm like 99 percent sure there are not markers for gender or height or anything else here so this is gender neutral reader. Can be read as romantic or platonic.

a/n: Yeah, idk where this came from either. I was chilling, trying to write for the key listening to music, and then BAM i love you by billie eilish came on and inspiration hit me in the back of the head with a metal tray. This is my Christmas gift to ya'll, so I hope you like it. Happy holidays!

Thanks for reading!

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 holding cells are kept was humid, decrepit. It smelled of decay, of burned out dreams and untold desperation. The stones that made up the walls were held together by the sheer will of those who sentenced the unfortunate tenants – those that found themselves on the other side of rusty bars, lit only by the faint light emitted by the hellfire torches. 

Your footsteps echoed in the small hallway that led up to the cells, and you were guided by this same light, following like a moth to a flame, knowing just as well that the probability of getting burned climbs higher the farther you walked. 

The sway of your cardigan kept your warmth against the cold of the dingy place, where not even the fire that lit your way was able to warm up. You fiddled with the hem of your sleeve, pockets empty except for the feeble hope that kept fighting inside you, not getting extinguished no matter what the higher ups told you, what your eyes had witnessed back in Liberio. 

The gruesome memories from the raid left a bitter taste in your tongue, only stoked by the death of your friend. It had been unexpected to say the least; there had only been a bang as the bullet left the firing chamber, a thud as Sasha’s body hit the floor. The desperate pleas from you and everyone else and then the tenderness of her last breath, succeeded by the limpness of her body. 

She had gotten a burial in the common grounds, just as many of your departed comrades before her – she had left behind people who loved her, just as many of your departed comrades before her. 

It had hurt like hell when you arrived on the island, it had hurt even more later, when you arrived to Shiganshina. The city was cleaned from the pandemonium that had happened oh so many years ago, and still the traces of the Wall’s fall could be found in those who survived it. And now you had gone and inflicted similar pain on the nation who had been responsible. 

Innocent civilians –children, mothers, brothers, humans– were caught in the crossfire as they so often are. The blood they had shed was nothing but the price to be paid for winning the game those in the high chairs played, their hands easily wiping their hands from the crimson liquid. And you, a simple soldier, weren’t in the position to afford such a sanctified handkerchief.  

The uniform that you had donned in your early days as a cadet had been white, odd in theory but practical in the field. Titan remains evaporated in just a few seconds – minutes in worse cases – and so there wasn’t much of a problem when time came to clean them.  

It had only been when your enemies started to be human that there had been a change to make them black, a color in which permanent blood splatters would show less. 

The journey back on the airship was nothing but a figment of time in your memory, numbed by the loss you had felt, by the expected reunion that had done nothing but confuse you, melt your perceptions and flush them down the drain. 

Your feet finally took you to the end of the cell row, having passed endless empty ones. Each time you approached a new one, each time the wall partition revealed the inside of the bars, each time your heart jumped, your stomach churned. 

You felt like a lovesick teenager again, with butterflies in your guts, with clouds messing with your thoughts, with heat spreading across your face. But now there were no warm embraces, no teasing words, no glances exchanged when on opposite sides of the room. There was only silence as you met Eren’s eyes from across the metal bars – his, devoid of feeling; yours, anguished, betrayed. 

The faint crackling of the torch to your right set the atmosphere, the small candle at the side of his mirror followed it in its dance. 

“...You changed your hair,” you said, breaking the silence, cutting it with a butter knife. 

“I did,” he replied. 

A beat passed. His clothes rustled as he stood up from where he was sitting on the bed, walking so he would be situated directly in front of you. Divided by the iron beams, by the way neither of you stood close to them, you continued to watch him, drinking in the essence of the boy you hadn’t seen in a year. 

But the person in front of you was a boy no longer, but a man with a scarred mind, one burdened with the knowledge of things yet to come. You surveyed his figure as you often did before, lessons learned from the many brawls he seemed to get himself into, from the many injuries he used to try and hide from your watchful eye, giving in when you traced the bruises that marred his skin. 

That little routine stopped when he got his titan powers, now it being the thing that kept his flesh unblemished, no longer needing the healing of your touch and yet longing for the comfort it offered. 

Just as the fire danced, you had too, stepping in between lines, playing with the tether that held you both together, tugging and tripping and twisting until the relationship you both shared could not be defined by any spoken words. 

Still, you tried. 

“Yours looks the same,” he said, as coldly as his first statement. 

It did. You hadn’t let it grow, and neither had you taken scissors to it and cut until it resembled a haircut no more. It had been stagnant just as you, left to rot behind with the progress that wasn’t going anywhere in this world of broken hopes. 

You nodded, losing your words just as easily as you had lost him.

The candle in the cell kept dripping, wax falling off the candle holder and forming small drips along its side. The torch kept flickering, changing your shadows so that no moment was the same. 

“Why are you here?” Eren asked. 

“I just wanted to see you–”

“Let me rephrase,” he interrupted. “How are you allowed to be here?”

You hesitated. Hange had been clear with your squad. None of you were allowed to make contact with Eren, given his current traitor status to the island, given your emotional ties to him. Coming down here would be only detrimental to your position in the military machine if all that were to be true. 

And still, moments after Hange had left the holding cells after talking to Eren for the first time in the better part of a year, they had summoned you to the building. The higher ups had been against it at first, but it became clear that you were the person that Eren would be more likely to talk to. And by the Walls, did that admission hurt. 

“...Hange thinks you’ll talk to me,” you said. “I chose to believe them.”

“Talk to you?” he said. “What do we have to talk about?”

His question strung your heart along, puncturing it like the sharp headed arrow that it is. You knew he had changed – it was as obvious as the ripples a stone forms in the sea. Yet you wanted to pretend that beneath the hardened surface, he would still treat you like the boy you used to know did. 

The more you thought about it, the angrier you got. How dare he disappear without a trace, how dare he make you worry for a year, how dare he send letters with instructions with no regards for your being, how dare he return as cold as a winter day. How dare he treat you with scorn, worse than a stranger, for strangers don’t have bonds that can be ruptured. 

“Nothing to talk about…?” you started, slowing your words down to push their meaning through. “Nothing to talk about?”

You clenched your fists, fire burning in your guts, your heart, your eyes, threatening to set you ablaze. 

“You left with no warning, on a strange land not one of us had been to before, suddenly sent letters basically ordering us to follow your plans for a raid, and then when I finally see you again you tell me we have nothing to talk about?”

You didn’t notice how your breath pattern became increasingly more erratic, how you began to wildly gesture with your hands. Your body language was deservingly sharp against him, and yet Eren remains frustratingly calm through your rant. 

“You summarized it nicely,” he said after a moment. “Well? I’ll tell you no more than what I told Hange.”

“I want to hear it anyways,” you said with barely contained exasperation. 

Eren took a step forwards, closer to the iron bars, closer to you and still so far away. 

“You might think I am a prisoner here, but there is no cell that can hold me now,” he said. “You remember me taking the War Hammer Titan back at Liberio. You know I can leave whenever I want.”

“So why haven’t you?” you asked. 

Once again there was no outwards response on Eren’s part. His eyes flashed with something, but that was it. There was no agitation, no remorse. 

“Why should I tell you?” he said. “You are the one who said the higher ups sent you.”

“So now you're just–” you made a disbelieving gesture with your hand, “keeping secrets? You know I won’t tell them if you ask me to.”

This time the flash in his eyes was far clearer. Surprise. Wonder. 

“You would commit treason then?”

You scoffed. “You sound surprised. I've been charged with insubordination before.”

All three of you had. Eren, Mikasa and you went against Levi’s orders back in Shiganshina, with the only purpose of saving Armin’s life. It shouldn’t be a surprise that the same determination be applied to him. 

His face hardened. “You won’t get anything more from me.”

“...Whatever. I don’t care why you haven’t broken out,” you started. “But I want to know why you left us.”

“Left you, you mean?”

His words cut deep, and he could see that. You felt heat making its way through your guts, up your esophagus, threatening you with its bitter raspiness. You were dazed, confused. What had happened to warrant such a drastic change?

“It's simple really,” Eren said. “I keep moving forward, while you get stuck behind. Our paths were never meant to stay together for long.”

“You don’t mean that,” you said, the heat turning to tears that you were barely holding back. 

“I do,” he answered. “I may look like I’m the prisoner here, but you are the one who cannot escape the guilt that trails behind. Guilt at surviving, guilt at desiring better, guilt at failing to do so. It’s people like you, who claim to want to be free and yet lock themselves in the comfort of their own cages that disgust me.”

You had said your piece, he had said his. And now there was only one thing left behind to tick away, one last statement before everything went crashing down, one last dance before the music ended abruptly, the orchestra destroyed by those they performed for. 

“I love you,” you said, a single tear running down your cheek. 

“That was your mistake,” Eren said. 

You choked on a laugh, disbelieving. You remembered warm days spent dazing on the shadows of a swaying tree, of late nights and graveyard shifts, of lingering touches and heartfelt words. You remembered the boy who loved you, one who you were sure was trapped under layers and layers of falsehoods. 

Eren didn’t move, when once upon a time he would've been the first to comfort you after seeing the droplets that fell out of your eyes. But he just stared, as still as a statue when you turned to the hallway, taking your leave, walking away with the last breath of the melted candle. 

Living as a soldier was brutal. You had lost friends, endured broken bones and cracked ribs, known the primal fear that comes with being on the wrong side of a weapon. And yet nothing hurt as badly as the few cutting words Eren had imparted upon you. 

[kitkat13001]

Dunno if my Eren request for the event went through😭😭My Tumblr started acting up but I was requesting Eren and 26) Nutcrackers if you're okay with that!

ꨄ 𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 | 𝚎. 𝚓𝚊𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛

>> modern au 

initially, you were nervous about spending the holidays with the jaeger family. you and eren had been together a while, and you’d met his mother already, but the stories he’s told you about his dad and his brother made you a little nervous. more than anything, you really just wanted to make a good impression. 

it turns out that you had nothing to worry about though, just like eren had assured you. his mom is very sweet, just like you remember, and while his dad is kind of intense and his brother is somewhat abrasive, they both make an effort to get to know you and be civil in your company. 

it’s been a great and festive time at the jaeger house. you’ve baked cookies, wrapped presents, watched holiday movies and all. tonight, the five of you had gone out to see the ballet, as is their family tradition. 

“my dad and zeke can’t stand the ballet,” eren whispers in your ear as you walk back, arm in arm. “but it’s my mom’s favorite thing ever so we go every year.”

“really?” you ask. “that’s so sweet! your family is so cute.”

eren shrugs but you catch the way his cheeks turn pink. you grin at him, pinching his cheeks between your fingers and cooing at him teasingly while he tries to push you away. 

“hey, lovebirds!” you freeze when you hear zeke call out in a bored voice. “hurry it up back there or we’re leaving you in the snow.”

you and eren rush to follow them back to the car, laughing into each other’s shoulders the whole time. 

hi anon! hope you like this one 🫶 sorry it’s a bit shorter than normal, im a little frantic trying to get these out and still getting over being sick. thanks for the love and happy holidays!! - kitty !

[r11yh1soka]

Eren angst pls? (No dying tho please because that’s too sad 🥺

Sure! :)

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pairings: eren jaeger x reader

synopsis: ||modern au|| you and your husband of five years get into an argument over his workaholic tendencies and it doesn't end well.

"Y/n. Stop it. I'm tired of having this argument with you." Eren claimed, dismissing you from his desk chair in your home office.

You scoffed at him in disbelif, your hand on your hip and the other rubbing over your forehead with a shake of your head. You couldn't believe him right now, you couldn't believe your husband and father to your child was speaking to you like this right now.

"Well maybe we wouldn't have to keep having this argument if you put in a little more goddamn effort to our family!' you snapped at him angrily and his hand slammed down onto his desk in response.

"More effort? Who pays all the fucking bills around here, huh? I work my ass off to give you and our son the life you deserve but excise me if I'm a little fucking tired when I come home! Excuse me if I don't want to listen to you nag me about getting home late!" He shouted at you with an anger in his voice you'd never heard before.

"Nag you?! Oh! I'm sorry! I didn't realize asking you to put our son to bed or speak a bit kinder to me was nagging!" you scoffed again, dropping your hand from your face as the tears swelled.

"Well now you know!" he refuted loudly, looking at you from across the room.

The moment he spoke his eyes flickered wide with regret, as if what he said din't click until after he'd already said it. But the damage had already been done.

You shook your head and sniffled, looking at the man you loved love, speaking to you with so much anger in his voice. You reached into your back pocket, holding the news you we're once excited to share with him. You walked over to stand before his desk, your fist balled and the other clutching the black and white photo, you slammed it down on his desk in front of him.

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm pregnant, it's a girl...but my apologies for nagging you. I'll leave you back to your work now," you mumbled and turned with tears rolling down your cheeks.

"Baby...wait..." he called out softly just as you shut his office door behind yourself.

You didn't waste any time fleeing, you hurried to the staircase and ran up the steps as your sobs became uncontrollable. You could hear footsteps after you but you didn't care. When you tried to care, you we're only met with another argument and you we're tired of it...so tired. You could hardly see, you stumbled into the nursey of your unborn daughter. You'd spent all week decorating it, you we're waiting for the right moment to tell Eren but he'd only come home tonight.

He worked late all week and when he was home he just busied himself with more work. You thought showing him the decorated nursey with splashed of pink in the decoration was the perfect way to surprise him with the news. That obviously was not the case.

Your back hit the wall of the nursey and yous lid down to the floor, in practically a puddle of your own tears. You sobbed with your face in your knees and your hand over your stomach, you heard the door creak open but you didn't bother looking.

"I..." he mumbled as he crouched down to sit in front of you on the floor.

"I have been nothing but cruel and neglectful...I'm sorry. I did not mean to raise my voice or say that you nag me," he apolgized and reached out to touch your arm but you snatched it away.

"But you did mean it. You meant every word," you cursed and lifted your head up.

"I didn't...I'm exhausted and I spoke wrongly...I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." he apologized again and reached for your hand, displaying your wedding band between the two of you.

"I swore myself to you when I put this ring on your finger...I have neglected my vows and for that I'm sorry. I will never speak to you like that again...you're my wife, you could never nag me. Never," he muttered breathlessly and you allowed him to hold your hand.

"You don't talk to me. We are husband and wife but you don't tell me when you're struggling..I can help you but you don't let me, you just bottle it up until we argue. I don't want to live like that, Eren. I won't," you shook your head at the thought and he moved a bit closer to you.

"And I will never ask you to...I'm sorry, so sorry baby." his eyes watered, the bags underneath his eyes we're far from faint and the messieness of his hair told a story in itself.

He was exhausted, that was never a question. He held your hand in his before bringing his face to yours and pressing his forehead against yours gently, apologizing to you profusely.

"This is just a rough spot...we'll get out of it, I promise." he breathed and brought his hand up to your cheek gently.

"A vacation...let's go on a vacation. I'll take time off from work, as much as you think we need...to fix this," he whispered and you slowly began to nod as he wiped the tears off your cheek.

"And counseling...I want us to go to counseling." you suggested and you we're met with an immediate nod of agreement from him.

"Of course...whatever it takes for this to work. I love you...and I don't want to speak to you like that ever again." He held your face in his hand, speaking to you calmly.

He kissed your cheek gently, his affection was needed, it's been needed these past few weeks. He stood up and with a hand he helped you up too.

"Now...let me apologize to our little girl too." he insisted, sliding his hands down to your stomach and leaning down too.

You smiled at the gesture and the feeling of his hands on your bare stomach, your shirt lifted before him. You listened to him apologize to your unborn daughter, rubbing his hands over your stomach soothingly. He was trying...that's all that you'd ever asked for. You wanted to make this work and he did too, just as much as you did.

This was first rough patch in five years and in your book, you'd consider that a win...as emotional as this all has been. As you watched him speak to your unborn daughter and kiss your stomach, you knew that this was the man you wanted to go through hell and back with. You were sure of it.

[animeyanderelover]

Eren Yeager from aot :D ??

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, isolation, clinginess, abduction

Tags: @shumidehiro @chxxz @cachamata

Quick Christmas Hc's

👊​There is not much time Eren has to waste on happy celebrations, not with everything that he knows. Yet a celebration like Christmas is one of the few times a year where everyone around him appears to be much more jolly and happy as even his friends try to convince him to relax at least a bit with you. Deep down Eren latches onto such a chance quickly, to the possibility of spending time with you and soak in the comfort of the moment as he tries to forget everything for at least a few days. He struggles choosing a gift for you though and with everything that he has going on he is only reminded that he even has to buy you soon as soon as the people within Paradise start adorning the streets for Christmas. As he sees no need for something overly fancy with no practical use he decides to get something for you which will be used daily. He gets you a few new dishes and cutlery as he can't think of anything else at first before he ends up buying you additionally a new blanket as well. Deep down anxious that you may not like them he ends up forcing you to use them the same day after you receive them. Especially the blanket he ends up wrapping the two of you in before he cuddles with you.

[arabella0001]

you confess to them accidentally

characters: levi, eren, jean

part 2: erwin, armin, reiner, connie

another smau

[s0dium]

Fucking you raw??!!!

Synopsis: It's his first time fucking and you are letting him go raw?????!!! Oh boy.

Warnings: Everything you might imagine.

Is he dreaming? This has got to be a dream.

He blinks. Hard. To his disbelief, the site below him remains unchanged.

He gazes, awestruck by the vulnerability and arousal mirrored in your eyes. The soft, ambient light above casts a gentle glow on your skin, accentuating its smoothness and the delicate curve of your shoulders and highlighting the gentle slope of your breasts. Your nipples glisten, probably from his spit when you practically had to coax him off them.

"Are you ok baby?" Your voice comes out almost as a whisper, sultry and smooth. He watches your lips form the words, how your mouth glistens from the spit of his messy kisses, and how your tongue darts out to wet it.

He thickly gulps and nods. No, he would not lose composure, not now when he has been fantasizing this moment for months. With unbreaking focus, he presses the tip of his dick against your tight hole.

Then, he sucks in a breath through his teeth and pushes in. Immediately his mind goes white, paper white. Fuck, he has to kneel over from how wet, warm and goddamn tight you feel. The sensation is electric, like tiny sparks dancing along his nerves, igniting every inch they touch. It's a delicious contrast of heat and moisture, sending waves of tingling delight that radiate from dick finger to the rest of his body. He can't believe this is happening, he can't believe he is fucking the girl of his dreams raw. Your a god damn angel for letting him do this he is sure of it.

He has to remain still inside your heat for a few seconds and thank god you let him, or else he is sure he wouldve cum ropes into you there and then.

"Im gonna move now baby," He throws his head back and groans "J-jesus you feel so good"

He's too immersed in his own pleasure to realize that you are also being thrown in the abyss of utter euphoria. Letting him go raw was the absolute best fucking decision you have ever made. His dick filled you to the brim, stretching you perfectly. His thrusts were slow at first, testing the waters to see how much you could take, how much he could take. It was dizzying, the grith of his dick digging itself against your g-spot, the euphoria of him fitting snuggly against walls with every thrust. The friction is incredible and it made pain quickly turn into pleasure.

"F-faster" You manage to croak out and he lets out a whine at your words. Jesus, you don't need to tell him twice.

He reels his hips back just enough so his fat tip barely leaves your warm cunny, the anticipation building as you brace yourself. In an instant, he slams them forward, hard and fast right into your cervix, driving into you with a force that leaves you gasping for air. The bed creaks beneath you both, each powerful thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. His movements are relentless, each one more intense than the last, the friction of his dick scraping against your walls making your toes curl.

"Love you, love you so much" he babbles. He's far too gone, a primal need for you has settled in him and his brain is on auto pilot. All he can think about is how good your pussy feels wrapped around him and how pretty you look right now. The sensation of your body moving in unison drives him wild, his grip on you tightening as he loses himself in the overwhelming ecstasy. His low groans and murmured praises only heighten the intensity, making each moment more electrifying than the last.

"So good s-so good" your words are strung out on your lips from how good he is fucking you. Every thrust ignites a fire within you, the sensations so intense you can hardly think. Your senses are overwhelmed by the feeling of him deep inside you, the rhythm of his movements perfectly attuned to your own mounting desire. You moan in ecstasy, the sound mingling with his groans, as each powerful thrust pushes you closer to the edge. The pleasure is all-consuming, making your body tremble with each delicious impact, every moment more euphoric than the last.

As he continues, you can sense his building intensity, his breaths turning into ragged gasps. His eyes flutter shut, and you feel the shudder of pleasure running through him with each thrust like electricity. His grip on you tightens, and his pace quickens, driven by a primal need. Every thrust brings him closer to the peak, his mind beginning to blur with overwhelming sensation. You can see the tension in his muscles, his abs tightening with the strain of holding back.

"Shit shit shit" he gasps, bending over so his lips are against your ear. "Im gonna cum baby, im gonna cum in you fuuuuuu-"

Then, with a final, powerful thrust, his mind goes blank, and a surge of pure ecstasy washes over him. His body tenses, abs hardening as he reaches the peak of his euphoria. He groans deeply, lost in the moment of ultimate pleasure, every muscle in his body taut with the intensity of his climax. The sensation is overwhelming, leaving him trembling as the waves of pleasure gradually subside.

You gasp at the feeling of hot ropes of cum filling you up. Theres so much of it it spills out of you and onto the bedsheets below. Your body trembles in response, your breaths coming in ragged gasps. Sensing your rising climax, he leans down, his lips brushing against your neck, leaving a trail of soft, peppered kisses.

His voice, husky with desire, whispers in your ear, "Let it go, baby. Let it go."

His words, combined with the gentle touch of his lips, send shivers down your spine. He slows his thrusts, his dick still painfully hard, moving with a deliberate, tantalizing rhythm that drives you wild. The pleasure builds to an unbearable peak, your entire body tensing as you approach the edge. His soothing words and tender kisses coax you further, until finally, you let go.

A wave of intense pleasure crashes over you, your body arching in response. The world blurs as you reach the peak of your euphoria, every nerve ending alive with sensation. His slow, deliberate thrusts and murmured encouragement keep you riding the wave of ecstasy, your mind lost in the overwhelming bliss. You cry out, the release so powerful it leaves you trembling, completely consumed by the moment.

Your left gasping for air and just when your about to roll over and take a breath, he grabs the underside of your legs and presses them against your chest.

"So sorry baby, I need more. Please let me have more."

GOJO, GETO, Toji, YUUJI, YUUTA, KENMA, OIKAWA, BOKUTO, EREN, SHIGARAKI, SANEMI

[fatherbrat]

when you and eren broke up you blocked him on everything. instagram, twitter, gmail, spotify, cashapp, everything. you said that break up was gonna be the last one, and you meant it. so how did you end up here? in the backseat of connie’s car, with eren’s cock buried deep in your cunt and his hands cupping your face. “you’re fuckin’ mine forever,” he murmurs, and you can feel how much he means it, his desperation. you should tell him no, that after this you’ll never speak to him again. but you’re too far gone; cock-drunk and stupid, babbling nonsense about needing him to go faster, harder, deeper. he laughs, actually laughs at you. tells you how he just knew you’d come around, you’re made for him after all (at least, your pussy is). and as you reach your climax, gasping and moaning his name, you just know you never should have tried to break up with him in the first place.

[blubwrryslut]

thank you. eren y.

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ nsfw! camboy! ren, black x reader, creampie, pet names, drabble, p in v, minors do not interact! also, might make this a whole series, who knows? depends on the feedback. k bye babies! ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

"making such a mess, baby." he knows you're too fucked out to form a coherent sentence. your contorted face is shoved into the comforter, hands secured behind your back with a pink ribbon as you take his thunderous thrusts. you don't have to look at him to know he has a smug grin on his face. he knows he's making you feel so fucking good, his thick cock pressing deliciously against your fluttering, soppy walls. he loves when he makes you a mess like this, pussy gushing lewdly around his dick, your brown ass riveting beautifully against his pelvis. it feels so good that it hurts, the tip of his cock hitting your tired cervix. "i-i," your voice is pathetic as you try to articulate words. he laughs at your weakness. "you-you," he mocks, sending a particularly hard thrust your way that has your eyes glossing over. when you agreed to be your roommate’s fuck buddy for his onlyfans, you never imagined this.

"so fuckin’ cute." his praise has your ears perking up. "take this dick so well, don't you? look at that." his voice is gentle as he watches your slick drip onto his bedsheets. it's a pretty sight, and he's sure his fans would love it, too. he wants to record the way your body quivers around him, how your face screws up when he hits the right spot, and the way your manicured toes curl in pleasure. the camera on his phone is open, but his eyes stay glued to you, admiring the way your brown skin glistens from sweat.

you moan and writhe underneath him, your legs feeling numb from how hard he's railing into you. he wants to hear the way you scream his name. "baby, say my name." the request comes out soft and needy. it's unlike him, but the way you're making him feel is a foreign concept. "e-eren." his name falls from your lips easily, but the second syllable is strained as you're fucked senselessly into the mattress. "that's it, baby." his fingers brush unruly curls away from your face, and you can see how his expression softens. you've never seen him like this before. he's about to tell you to look at the camera, but the way your squealing pussy clenches around him has him moaning out in pleasure. he can't keep his composure. the way your tight walls hug him snugly has him seeing stars. "you gonna cum?" he's barely able to speak. the knot in his stomach continues to grow as his thrusts grow sloppy, but you can't answer him.

"oh, fuck." he lets out a low groan as his cock pulses, shooting his seed deep inside your walls. his hands find their way to the back of your head, and he presses you into the mattress. you let out a whine when you feel his cum drip down your thighs, but the sensation has your eyes rolling back, and soon enough your walls are contracting. "that's right, baby." he encourages. your body convulses in front of him as your orgasm washes over you, and soon enough, your arms give out. "good girl," he says softly. "so good." he praises, rubbing your back soothingly as you come down from your high.

the bed creaks as he pulls himself from it, the sound of his feet padding against the tanned carpet followed by the faucet turning on a few seconds later. “better have got my good side,” you puff, watching as he enters the room with a damp rag. “tch, shut up. every side is your good side,” he retorts. the rag is warm against your hot skin as he cleans you up. “cheesy,” you hum, cocking your head to the side and spreading your legs, allowing him to wipe your leaking hole. he rolls his eyes, pressing a kiss against your inner thigh. “thank you.”

it’s a routine: eren always thanks you after the two of you film. you’ve told him it wasn’t necessary. you didn’t mind the sex nor the money, yet he always insisted on doing it, much to your annoyance. after cleaning you up, he tosses the rag into the laundry basket and climbs back onto the bed, lying down beside you. his fingers trace lazy patterns on your skin, a comfortable silence settling between you both. moments like these make you think there’s something deeper than just ‘fuck buddies’ underlying your relationship, you shift at the uncomfortable thought, pushing it out of your mind. “you know i appreciate you, right?” he murmurs, breaking the silence. you roll your eyes, a small smile tugging at your lips. “yeah, yeah. you’ve said it a million times.” he chuckles softly, pulling you closer. “just making sure you know.”

[tonycries]

Little Heaven

Synopsis. He’s just your friend-with-benefits, right? So why - in the still haze of the soft sheets and you, fúcking you so sensual and tenderly - does he feel like he’s found his own personal heaven?

Pairing. Multiple x Reader

Content. MDNI, fem! reader, unprotected, kinda fluffy, he’s both pússydrunk and in love, slow to rough, marking, mentions of marriage and kids, morning, swearing.

Word count. 1.3k

A/N. Probably the fluffiest smút I’ve ever written.

You were just his friend-with-benefits, right? No strings attached, right? 

So why was he here? Sinking into your plush mattress, quiet morning sun just barely peeking in through the curtains as he wraps his arms around your naked figure. 

God, he really shouldn’t be here. He shouldn’t be laying you on your side, drinking in your soft little, “G’mornin’.” Both of your movements languid and still burning with soreness. Your hips pushing back desperately into his as he positions himself so that his leaking tip was just kissing your swollen folds. 

He shouldn’t be whispering soft kisses into the marks that littered your skin. Licking one, long stripe up the sinful trail of hickies down your neck. All sensual touches where it was bruising grips last night. 

That was rule #1, right? No marks. 

Or was it #4… 

Ah, right now he couldn’t give less of a fuck. Not when his greedy eyes wander the expanse of your face, fingers trailing along the features he’s mapped a thousand times over. Tracing delicate patterns across your skin, snaking down, down, down to leisurely lift your leg a little higher. 

Bare chest warm against your back, his voice is low and gravelly in your ear as he whispers, “I had a dream y’know.” 

Mind still thinly veiled with sleep, you lean into his warm touch, “Mhm?” 

Your breath hitches at the way he drags his swollen head teasingly across your slit, pooling your slick on his achingly hard tip. Smearing your juices with his thumb as he pumps himself lazily. It’s so torturously good. You almost miss the way he buries his face into the crook of your neck, murmuring a soft “Had a dream of us.”

Oh? 

Before you can overthink his words, he’s nudging in gently. So agonizingly gentle. And you can do nothing more than let out barely-audible whispers of his name as he bullies his throbbing cock into your snug cunt. 

You feel so full. So drunk off of the delicious burn of your pussy and him. 

And it seems he was drunk on you just as much, because as soon as his hips are flush against yours, the words escape him. So quiet and groggy with sleep, that you almost don’t catch them.

“Had a dream that I made you my beautiful bride.”

Oh. 

That was new. His words hung heavy in the heady air. 

Shivers run down your spine - all the way to where he was buried in your dripping cunt. Your voice is slightly shaky as you let out a humorless laugh, “Oh yeah? Must’ve been a nightmare then.”

Soft lips press against your forehead, breathing in your scent. Absolutely searing as he mutters out a muffled, “No, was the best dream I ever had.”

And then, with the audacity of someone who didn’t just send your mind reeling, he pulls his hips back unhurriedly. Immediately fucking into you at a slow, sensual pace. Tip kissing your cervix as he rolls his hips languidly into yours, making sure you feel every bump and graze against your tight walls.

You don’t know what’s more maddening - his agonizing pace or the words that tumble out of his lips. “Y’looked so beautiful in white. So pretty walking down the aisle to me.” 

His lips brush against yours, hands dancing across every inch of you he could reach. Gently caressing the skin like it’s something divine, soothing over the marks from last night as if an apology. “Don’ think I’d want to see anyone else there.”

You glance back at him - only to find his eyes already on you. A jolt of electricity runs across your skin at the pure warmth in them. And you realize that, no, this wasn’t a joke. 

Not trusting yourself to speak, you simply grind your hips down to meet his, abs rubbing against your ass. Letting out a broken whimper of what sounds like his name as he moves down a hand to press rough, little circles over and over your throbbing clit. 

“Saw a little something else too.” he hums, a sly smile curling his lips as his other hand dances across your body to press down on your stomach. Hard. “Saw that I had some competition - two actually. Funny, right?”

“Hah- h-hilarious.” you manage to choke out as his thumb speeds up on your clit, hips moving a bit more purposefully. A bit more like you were used to. Rock-hard cock plunging into your quivering cunt in deliberate, sloppy thrusts that have you white-knuckling the sheets. 

“Though…” he trails off dangerously, pulling back all the way until his furiously hard tip was just kissing your waiting hole. “I wouldn’t really mind.”

And with that he’s sheathing his throbbing erection in your wet pussy completely. A gasp of delight leaves him at the way you take him so readily. Walls sucking him up so sinfully - perfect. You were always so perfect for him. 

“Dreamt we had a lil’ house with a big garden.” God, he can feel his cock harden so painfully at the fucked-out little ah! ah! ah! leaving your pretty lips each time his hip smack into yours. It’s music to his ears, such a shame he just can’t shut the fuck up right now. “And then you dressed the kids up while I made breakfast.”

“Then you made us do taxes and I didn’t even fucking mind.” His voice is strained now, words slurring together as he rams his cock deeper and deeper, glistening with your slick in the soft morning glow. 

“And finally at night, I say we should make a third one.” 

He looks at you, a sly grin stretching his lips, eyes half-lidded and a dangerous twinkle in them that has you wondering whether everything he said before was merely a ruse to fuck you silly. And it probably shows on your face - because he grins lowly in your ear, “Don’t worry, sweetheart, we have till our wedding night f’me to fuck you slow.”

And oh he almost feels guilty. But he can’t bring himself to slow down at the way your swollen lips drop into such a pretty oh! at his words. Mewling at the sting of his heavy balls as they smack your ass. Walls clamping down desperately on his dick, milking him for every drop of pleasure. Each thrust into your warm core has his eyes rolling to the back of his head, brows furrowing in ecstasy as he focuses on making you lose your mind. 

He shifts his angle slightly, grinding expertly against your g-spot just right, and you throw your head back, releasing a low moan of his name.

“Shit. Yeah, say m’name, sweetheart. Jus’ like that.” he moans breathlessly. 

His name - soon to be yours.

Maybe.

You turn your head to face him, eyes fiery as you capture his in an equally scorching kiss. Cock slamming into your poor, abused cunt with an intensity that matches that of your lips.

Probably. 

Biting down on his lower lips, soft yet insistent. Humming deliriously against his mouth - and in the heat of it all, he feels you smile against his lips. Ever-so-slightly. 

Definitely. 

And then you’re cumming. White-hot pleasure behind your eyes, walls clamping down so deliciously around his twitching cock. It sends him over the edge as well - whispering your name as if a prayer, voice hoarse with emotions neither of you could name at this very moment. 

Hot ropes of his thick cum paint your trembling cunt white, milking the soul out of him as you both ride out your climaxes together. A creamy ring forming around his base as some truly animalistic part of himself fucks his seed into you - a promise, he likes to think.

“I’m serious about the dream.”

Almost as gentle as that one. 

As the haze settles, his thrusts slowing down to just shallow grinds, a fragile silence envelopes the room as neither of you speak. Because maybe no other words were needed. 

And right now, morning sunlight harsh on his skin, strong arms pulling you warm body flush against his, no one but you two in this quiet world - he doesn’t think he’d like to be anywhere else.

All is well in your little heaven.

- GOJO, GETO, Choso, SUNA, ATSUMU, Tsukishima, Kuroo, EREN

A/N. Bro it took longer to think of what to write than to write this. 

Plagiarism not authorized.

[will0waesthetic]

“her lovely hazel eyes”

“her breasts and perky rosy, pink nipples”

“for her petite physique”

Well damn , give her a name and we’re good to go 💀 the reader having a backstory , yeah no problem it’s cool but why do you have to describe the physical traits ? Just make an OC

Back story + physical description = OC

Back story + no physical description = reader insert

[sinfulpanda16]

He loves it when you sit on his back when he's doing pushups.

This almost never happens but when it does, he loves how it makes him feel like he's the strongest man for you. You're sitting on his back looking all cute and pretty counting his reps for him and although his diligence to going all the way down and pushing himself back up is causing him sweat he can't help but smile when he hears you giggling up there.

When he's done he'd give you a gentle kiss, "Thank you baby." and will probably want to keep you around to show off his muscles and strength some more. "Wanna help me with the rest of my workouts?" he asks smirking.

"Yes" you respond with a cute smile.

He picks you up and sits you on a counter nearby. He gives you another gentle kiss "Just keep being my cute cheerleader." he orders with a smirk.

Bakugou Katsuki, Shinsou Hitoshi, Kunigami Rensuke, Reo Mikage, Kuroo Tetsurou, Bokuto Koutarou, Gojo Saturou, Fushiguro Toji, Eren Yeager, Kyo Sohma, Ryo Kurokiba, Draken

[levenlike11]

his hands come up to your cheeks and hold, looking- rather staring into your soul. you smile and your cheeks in his hands squish up making them look chubbier.

"wanna bite you." he says it still holding instense eye contact. you laugh and a faint smile appears on his face. "i missed you." his head drops on your shoulder and he takes a deep breath of your perfume.

"missed you too." you put your head on his, as if it hasn't only been less than a full day since you last saw each other. he thanks the owners of the place for the dim blue lighting in the dark room as it conceals the blush starting to make itself known on his face.

his hands that are hugging your figure travels down and down until they hit your waist and sneak under your top to caress your soft skin. every inch his fingertips touch burn with excitement and leaves goosebumps on his way.

"missed you so. damn. much." he sighs into your shoulder and places a small kiss on there, slowly moving upwards on your neck. you open yourself to him and throw your head back, enjoying his acts. his hands are softly scratching your back while he keeps kissing and nipping at your skin.

"show me how much you missed me then." you whisper near his ear and peck his lobe, knowing it makes his knees weak every time you do that. his attention is now diverted to your chin, biting it tenderly. "baby-" you whine when he licks the part he bit to soothe the pain he caused.

"my pretty thing. all mine." staring into your eyes again, he touches your nose playfully with his pointer finger. you close your eyes and lean into him, letting your lips touch gently at first. it doesn't take long until he's exploring your mouth feverishly, teeth clattering and tongues brushing against each other with lust.

you push him off of you for a second to take a breath but he chases after your lips and doesn't let you leave. you can taste the drink he previously had on his tongue and it mixes with the minty taste your altoids left in your mouth. he thinks he's found heaven, right here in your arms.

when he eventually pulls back, you can't help but giggle at all the lipstick stains on the lower half of his face. (and trust my word on this one, he wears it proudly until you force him to wash it off- which leads to another make out session, in the bathroom this time.)

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eren, jean, levi (aot) geto, megumi, toji, nanami (jjk) SUNARIN, hinata, iwaizumi, akaashi (hq) reo, chigiri, rin, sae (blue lock) draken, wakasa, mitsuya (tokyorev) giyuu, sanemi (demon slayer) and anyone else you'd like!

all feedback is extremely appreciated, sorry for the inactivity!🥹🫶🏻