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seeingivy · 1 year ago

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ribbons release

actor eren x f!reader

**part of my method acting series

content: happiness for once. until it is not. ronnie's love for foreshadowing strikes again.

an: not a fan of this chapter, but we digress. read it and do not kill me if you don't like it.

song: not explicitly mentioned, but this chapter reminds me of about you by the 1975. ratty healy, I hate you but you ate on this one thing.

previous part linked here

“I ju-just sent my loc-location, Eren.”

“I got it, Y/N. I just need you to hold on for ten more minutes, okay? Can you do that for me?”

“Y-yes.”

Seattle is famous for rain. You understand that all too well now. After what you’ve counted as twenty-seven minutes - from when you went to take the trash out to the mailpost you’re hiding behind now - you’re all but soaked. Drenched.

Your phone is blowing up with texts, the rain is only getting harder, and the mini black dress and ribbon in your hair do no favors to keep you warm. You slide out of your call with Eren and quickly scan through the messages, buzzing so loud they’re blocking Eren’s voice.

reiner: so, so proud of you always!!! stop being a big famous pop star and go back to being the little twerp who needs my help killing spiders on set :/

levi: I love you too, kid. And on a real listen, we really do love the album.

armin: ann and i are smelling a triple threat on the horizon. love you to the moon and saturn <3

connie: i was accidentally pooping while i listened to dorothea for the first time and i think the combination of those two things at once gave me like a really visceral reaction. im not ok. u are amazing.

mikasa: u are givg me aneurysm. pls don’t forgor to call me the scnd ur okay.

erwin: Call me ASAP.

erwin: Not urgent. Just feeling emotional about my little Canadian reaching hearts all over the world.

king of bitches (maybe: ryomen sukuna): Fluff shit indeed. Blow me a kiss when you beat James for Album of the Year.

danny: where is the album release post? it’s almost been half an hour.

You have bigger problems at the moment. Like the frozen piece of fabric you’re wearing. You should have named the album sweaters or scarves or something. Then at least you’d be warm. And blend in with the paparazzi.

Fuck.

“W-wait, Eren. Y-you ca-n’t b-be the one to get me.” you murmur, shivering through your teeth.

“Do you want to stay with someone else? I know nice people here. My neighbor is in her late forties and has like two middle school aged girls that are really nice. They’d take care of you, I promise you can trust them and-” he rambles.

“N-no. I want to st-stay with you. But pa-papara-zzi. S-send ss-omeone e-else.”

“Paparazzi? Why are-?”

“Er-eren.”

“Would it be that bad if it was me? Like it has to be someone else, Y/N?”

“Y-yes.”

“I have someone in mind. She’s leaving right now, okay?”

Eren’s sound is muffled over the line now, which has you digging your phone into your ear to catch the ends of what he’s saying.

Blast the heater….butt warmer on before she’s in the car….bring it up and I will kick your freeloading��.

“Y/N?”

“H-here.��

“Good. I’m sending her. Don't get upset, this is the best I could do, okay? I-I promise she’s actually nice. You can trust her and-and I’d never send someone who would do something bad.”

“O-okay. I t-trust you. J-just get me ou-out of th-this, please.” you whimper, praying to god the rustling behind you is a rabbit and not the group of them finding you.

“I’m trying sweetheart, okay? She’s speeding. She’s on Main and Third, three lights and she’s there.”

That’s when you see it. The flash of the camera. And hear five consecutive clicks right after. You look around the periphery, before you see two of them, two tall guys speed walking closer to where you’re hiding.

So you do the only thing you can. Stand up and run instead.

You scramble up off the pavement, hiking your dress down, and keep running down the block. Climb up the gates, knock over trash cans to block the way, anything to stop them. And when you look back, after who knows how long, you realize they’re gone.

And sit flat on the messy pavement, finally lifting the phone back up. Only to realize Eren’s no longer on the line because your phone is dead. You drop it straight into your lap and dig your hands into your head, covering your ears to stop the pounding sound of the rain from getting any louder.

God. Just breathe. Whoever is coming to get you is on the way. They’ll come get you and then you’ll be out of this mess.

You hear three resounding clicks and a flash of a light to look up at two different paps, two girls this time, getting a straight on picture of you. And all you can do is put your head down in your lap and cry.

They already got the picture. There’s no point in trying to run out of it anymore.

“Y/N.”

“Pl-please. I’m b-begging you. You already got your picture and can ss-spin it into whatever you want. I-I’m still a person, please. Just let me go.” you respond, the tears blinding your sight of vision.

You feel a towel being wrapped around your shoulders and soft hands lifting you up by your arms. And then all of a sudden you’re in a warm car, being sped out of the neighborhood past the groups of paparazzi in between the houses, and not directly across from them having your picture taken.

You’re in a car. You’re okay. You’re leaving. You’re okay.

You lean back and breathe hard, phantom sobs still racking out of your chest, trying to register that you’re almost there. Safe behind closed, triple locked doors.

“D-did you tell Eren?”

“Yes. He’s not far, we’ll be there soon, okay?”

“Okay. T-thank you. I’m Y/N.”

“Lana.”

You turn your head to actually take in the driver this time, to be met with the Lana you feared. Ricky’s ex-girlfriend, Lana. She has short brown hair - entirely different from her long, beachy waves from the Girlfriend incident - a pointed nose and a very clenched jaw.

“Th-there are more blankets on the floor. I pumped the heater pretty hard, but I’ll turn all the fans your way. And anything you could possibly need is being rushed to the house for you, so just don’t worry, okay?”

“I appreciate it. Thank you for coming to get me. I-I”

“Please don’t thank me. I just-”

She takes a harsh intake of breath and turns to give you a look, her mouth upturned.

“He locked you out, didn’t he?” she whispers.

“Yeah.” you respond.

“What did you do?”

“I told him I didn’t like him back.”

She turns her head towards you, a look of confusion on her face.

“It was a PR thing.”

She snorts.

“Your managers must hate you.”

“I’m starting to think they just might.”

“Well. Don’t feel bad. Not for a fucking second. Just because he likes you, doesn’t mean he’s entitled to you reciprocating back. You like who you like. And if I were you, I wouldn’t stop liking a guy like Eren for a skeeze like Ricky either.”

You lean against the glass, hot air blowing in your face, as you take in her expression - so enraged, so exasperated, so furious that it gives you a chill. But when she looks over and gives you a halfhearted smile, you see the pained expression there too.

That’s when you pinpoint it. Lana reminds you of Historia.

“I’m sorry.” you respond.

“For?”

“You knew he locked me out. He must have done it to you too, no?” you whisper, the tension in the air delicate.

She swallows hard and clenches her knuckles on the steering wheel, eyes laser focused on the red light shining on her face. And beyond the original striking features - her sharp jaw and nose - you see the softness too. The dimples, the wrinkles near her eyes, the light brown freckles.

“I wanted to take time off from acting. It-I did a role that was really traumatic and I just needed a break. And he was just about to go on tour and he wanted me to come to support. Like a little cheerleader.”

“So he locked you out?”

“For two days. He-he’s just. A lot of the fame stuff got to him when he was really little. And now he’s got this convoluted sense of self-image and it just- I don’t know. He’s got problems.” she responds.

“I’m sorry. Really, that’s-”

You stop talking, words failing you. And maybe it’s the way your head was frozen ten minutes ago and it’s being melted now, or that the picture they took is going to leak soon, or that there is no good thing to say to something shitty like this. It only took him three months to turn on you, which you’re guessing is generous now. She must have infinite patience for putting up with it for an entire year.

“In a weird way, I’m glad it’s me and not Eren. You- this does something for me. Making sure you’re not out there for two days, it-it helps me.” she whispers, looking over to give you a smile.

“I really appreciate you, Lana. Thank you. And I-I’m not mad at you for the Girlfriend thing. You had every right to do that.”

“Y/N. I have every right to drag Ricky James’ name through the mud. But not yours. And I- shit. Please don’t tell Eren we talked about this. He’s going to kill me.”

“Why?”

“He told me that if I brought it up, he’d kick me out of his house. I kind of stay there because I-I hate living in our townhouse on set because of how toxic it is and he was nice enough to offer. And he made it very clear that I have to pick you and make sure you’re okay, not make you uncomfortable or anything. We’re here to take care of you and-”

“I brought it up. I’ll deal with him if he gives you a hard time. I used to be really good at that type of thing.”

“I know for a fact that you could tell him to twirl in the air like a show pony and he’d do it.”

“I’ll test the theory and let you know.”

She laughs, giving you a smile which you warmly return. Your phone buzzes in your lap, finally revived, and you send a quick message to Mikasa and Jean before shutting it off.

“I-I didn’t know that it was going to go that far. I knew the song and that we were just going to sing it. Let people speculate it was about you. I-I didn’t know they’d have a girl who looked like you OR bring Eren up on stage. And Eren didn’t know anything about the song or the performance at all - they, they set him up.”

“Why would they do that? I mean, they got horrible backlash in the entire thing.”

“They thought people would like it. And they severely underestimated how much people love you. And they did it because, Eren- he. He doesn’t follow rules and-”

“Follow rules?”

“I’m saying too much. He-he’s going to get mad. Ju-just rest, okay? You’re okay now, we’re two minutes from the neighborhood..”

You give her a questioning look, which she returns with a dismissive shake. Stubborn - she’s Historia alright. You lean back in the chair and reach for the music nob, twisting it on. Only to be met with the Teletubbies Theme blasting through the car and a very flustered Lana turning the knob off.

“Fuck.”

“Teletubbies?”

“I-I can explain.”

“Please. I’d love to hear it.”

She drums her fingers on the steering wheel as the silence hangs in the air.

“Okay. Maybe I can’t explain.”

“No need. I appreciate versatile music taste in prospective friends. Especially classics like this.” you respond, cranking the music back on.

“Friends?”

“Don’t be silly. Not exaggerating, but I think you quite literally saved my life a few minutes ago. You’re like the La-La to my Dipsy.”

“Lame. You’re more of a Tinky-Winky. And anytime. We girls stick together, right?” she responds, reaching for your hand and giving it a squeeze. Like Eren.

Did she learn the hand squeezes from Eren? Is he squeezing her hands? They live together so …are they dating?

“We’re here.”

You nod, appreciative of Lana more than maybe any person on god's green Earth, as she pulls into the driveway and helps you out of the car. It’s only after sitting that you’re realizing your legs are so bone dead tired that you’re barely moving on your own.

You move past the hood of the car as Eren walks into the garage, immediately beelining towards you. His hair is long again - it’s always changing every time you see him - and he’s all wound up with tensions sitting in his shoulders. His hands are warm and cupping your face, yanking the cold towel off and replacing it with a warm one.

“Hey. You-you nicked your face, Y/N. And you’re freezing, you-” he whispers, brushing his fingers across the skin near your eye that stings on touch.

Lana holds the door open as he leads you in, arms aggressively moving up and down your shoulders and his face all pinched up in concern.

“You’re good to go? I put your stuff out by the door.” Eren says, gesturing to Lana.

“Is she leaving?” you ask, looking up at Eren.

“Yeah. Don’t worry, it’ll be just us. And I’m sure Mika and Jean will drop everything to fly out for you tomorrow, I can tell them if you need me to and-”

“Well, don’t make her leave. She shouldn’t stay on that stupid set just because of me.” you respond.

Eren looks over and glares at Lana, who is now wide eyed and giving Eren a sheepish smile. Fuck. He asked her not to talk about that.

“Lana.” he says, in a warning tone.

“Eren. Chill out. I didn’t even-”

“You’re so full of yourself, you know that? You- she got drenched and the rain and you were talking about set?”

“It’s not like that! It just came up and-”

“Oh, for sure. You just happened upon it like you were a villager walking in a town square. Ooh Y/N. You just got drenched in the rain and chased by paparazzi, but more importantly, the girls I work with are super bitchy.” he responds, mimicking her voice.

“You-it wasn’t like that! You’re so aggravat-”

“Eren. Leave her alone.” you ask, looking up at him. And you’re sure you must look horrible because he immediately stops when he looks at your face again and signals for her to leave, which she’s receptive to.

“Okay. Lana, text me when you’re there. And check if you were followed on your way out.” Eren says.

Lana stops and holds both of your arms at your biceps, hands soft on your skin.

“Do call me if you need anything, okay? Especially Ricky related. Whatever you do, I’ll back you up, Tinky-Winky. ”

“Thank you, La-La. I’ll take you up on that.” you respond, giving her a warm smile.

“Oh god. No. No, you don’t get to be friends now. Fuck no, Lana. Please stick to the geriatric grandmas you play Scrabble with.”

“You’re just mad they beat you at mahjong last week. Because you’re a prissy loser.”

“And you’re-”

You jab Eren in the side, signaling him to stop, as they both nod and she slides her way out. From the way he’s arguing, the look on his face is so similar to the one he gives Connie when they argue, you know they could go on for years if they got the chance.

“Fuck you, Eren.”

“Eat shit, Lana.”

She flips him off as the door clicks shut behind her, the lack of her presence making you suddenly aware of your breaths. And of Eren, warm Eren rubbing into your shoulders and concerned green eyes staring into yours.

“I like her.” you whisper.

“Me too. Don’t tell her that though, she’s got an ego problem.” he responds.

You laugh, which has him smiling at you, and suddenly you’re sobbing. And on cue, Eren has his arms around you, his touch warm and his voice oh so soft that it kills you. That you haven’t seen him in two months. And haven’t talked to him for longer.

“Eren.”

“Hey, hey. Don’t cry, it-it’ll be okay. I- we’ll fix this, okay? I’ll call Levi and Hange, whoever you want, they’ll all come and-”

You reach up, tangling your arms around his neck as he keeps nervously talking, trying to hold you closer even though it’s not physically possible. And he’s just so-

So familiar that he feels like home.

“You’re breaking my heart here, Y/N. Please stop crying, I-I’ve got you, okay?” he murmurs, straight into your skin as you nod, trying your best to even out the sobs still leaving you. And slowly but surely, the stream slows and your breath evens out enough to get at least a few words out.

“Okay. Okay, okay. I’m okay.”

“Y/N?”

“Hm?”

“As much as I like holding you, you’re freezing. Take a shower first and we can do this all you want, okay?”

You pull back, wiping the tears off your cheeks and giving him a nod. He gives you a small smile, before placing his hands on your shoulders and leading you down towards the bathroom. And you don’t miss all the posters and pictures he has on his walls - one from each season of Attack of Titan, a few of him and Armin, and even one of him and Lana flipping off the camera together.

He pushes you into the bathroom and immediately turns on the shower all the way to the hottest setting, before turning around and putting his hands on his hips.

“Towels, clothes, shampoo. There’s soap in there already and take as long as you want. Sit in here for three days if you have to just- do-do whatever you have to do and-”

You pick up the bottle of shampoo, the lavender scented Pantene, the one that you’ve been using since you were fifteen. And you know, you know that Eren’s atrocious ass uses a three in one hair and conditioner so it’s not his.

“Eren.”

“Hm?”

“Did you just happen to have the brand of shampoo that I use?”

“N-no. Those are Lana’s.”

“Then why are they unopened?” you ask, giving him a smirk.

He glares at you, before rolling his eyes and holding your face. And now he’s leaning so close, so close that your lips are only a few feet away from yours, when he talks.

“You know why you can’t make fun of me for keeping a spare of your shampoos in my house?” he whispers, green eyes burning in yours.

“Why?” you whisper back, stomach lurching.

“Because you’re actually here. I knew you’d come back to me.” he responds, giving your cheek a pinch before walking out.

And when you watch him walk out, giving you one last smile before he shuts the door, you can’t help but roll your eyes. Typical Eren. Funny, irritating, and soft all in one.

He’s the same as you left him.

You pad out of the shower, Eren’s hoodie and sweatpants ridiculously huge on you, as you follow the sweet smell into the kitchen. Eren is leaned over the counter, sliding vegetables into two bowls of ramen as you walk in.

“Hey.”

“Hi. Took a while. Thought you died in there.” Eren responds, pressing his hands to your skin to test how warm they were.

“I almost wish I did.” you respond, laughing.

Except Eren doesn’t find it funny and instead he’s dropping the utensils and standing at your side.

“Y/N.”

“I was joking!”

“Nothing about that was funny. Don’t ever joke about that.” he responds, rummaging through the drawers at your side before pulling out a little tube of gel.

Eren taps the top of the counter, which you jump onto, before he takes his place in between your legs. His hands are focused on reading the instructions, forehead all scrunched up in concentration.

“What’s that?”

“It’s like this…scar ointment or whatever. Helps things heal better, I want to use it on that cut on your pretty face.” he responds, twisting it open and squirting some on his finger.

He brings his hands to your face, eyes intently focused on your cheek. You hiss the second his finger makes contact with your skin, the tingling sensation catching you off guard.

“I’m sorry sweetheart, I know it hurts.” he whispers, smothering the cold gel down the side of your eye.

“I-I fell on the pavement. My knees are pretty bad too, Eren.” you whisper, which he nods at.

After he finishes, he’s carefully sliding the ends of your pants off and carefully placing the ointment on each of the jagged marks on your legs. And you eye the bowls of ramen at your side - knowing instantly that the one without mushrooms is yours - and reach for the food. The broth is so warm it soothes the aching feeling in your throat, still seasoned to perfection the way Eren always makes it.

“Eren.”

“Hm?”

“Can I ask you a weird question?”

“Sure.”

“Are you and Lana dating?”

He looks up from your leg and gives you a devilish smirk. And then starts laughing. Like full on, crouched over, tears from his eyes laughing.

“Okay. It wasn’t that funny.” you murmur, rubbing your hands against the warm bowl and frowning.

“Oh god, Y/N. Jesus-”

“It’s a normal question! She lives with you, you trusted her to come get me, and you guys have a picture together in the hallway.”

“Are you jealous?” he asks, standing up and leaning straight into your space.

“Absolutely not.”

“Are too.”

“Am not.”

“You don’t need to get all embarrassed. Watching you kiss Ricky James made me want to break something, preferably his neck.”

You swallow hard at the mention of Ricky again, the thought of him and what happened was so far away because you were with Eren. In his space, in your shared bubble, after so long. And he catches on too fast because he’s already profusely apologizing.

“Hey. I didn’t mean to bring him up, I-I’m not trying to push you into telling me what happened it’s just-”

“No. No, Eren. It’s okay. I know. I-”

You breathe in hard and put the bowl of ramen down and reach for his hands instead. You keep your eyes focused on them - on the little mole on his left hand, the feeling of his knuckles underneath your fingers, and on him squeezing your hands three times before you start talking.

“Ricky and I were faking the relationship for PR. Since London Boy and all that, it was Danny and Sareen’s idea. That-that’s why I stopped talking to you, I-I felt bad. And I was ashamed that I was even doing it, I-I don’t know. The Little Women press and all that, it would just get people to stream and talk. Make me a triple threat. And then today, I- He told me he liked me. And I said I couldn’t do that right now. That I don’t like him back. I went to take out the trash because it was so awkward and then I was going to go home but he- he locked me out. And when I asked to come back in, he repeated the same words to me. That he couldn’t do that right now.”

Eren lifts your hands, still locked with his, and presses a kiss to the top of your knuckles, as you continue. His lips burn your skin, still.

“I was out there and it-it was cold. And then I heard the cars and I saw seven paparazzi trucks, right on the porch. Ricky, his address isn’t leaked. No-no one knew I was there or that he was but they all showed up, right when I was out there and-”

“He called them, didn’t he?” Eren asks, his tone so harsh, so unyielding that it almost doesn’t sound like him.

“Yeah. And I ran, for so long. I- they got a picture. A few, I know they did and I was just so, so scared that I was going to be out there forever, that I was all alone and they were just going to-”

Eren reaches forward, wrapping you in his arms for what feels like the fiftieth time tonight, but you welcome it. Focus on his heart beating under your ear, running your fingers over his fish tattoo on his bicep, and on his soft, steady breaths.

“Eren.”

“Hm.”

“You didn’t say anything. What are you thinking about?”

“What I’m thinking isn’t productive for you to know right now.”

You look up at him, giving him a questioning look.

“Drop it, Y/N.”

“No. Tell me. I’m sure you’re mad and all but-”

“Mad? I’m fucking furious, I’m livid. That he fucking locked you out and left you in the cold. You-you could have been seriously hurt. You are hurt. And not only that, the fucking paparazzi. You-you ran in the cold, you fell, you can’t stop crying and-and- I’m going to kill this asshole when I see him next because it’s his fault you’re feeling like this.”

“Eren.”

“No. Shut up, Y/N. I’m being serious. I-I don’t like seeing you like this and don’t tell me not to. He hurt you. It’s that simple.”

You deflate, knowing Eren too well to know that he won’t drop this. Especially when he’s overly passionate, deep in the feeling right now.

“Okay. But can you just be here for me right now? I need you here and not all….tense and mad. B-Be soft. And warm.”

He stops, the frustration in his forehead dissolving as he takes a breath and smiles at you. Not fully, but it does the job.

“Okay. I can do that. Let’s watch Fruits Basket. And then go to bed.”

“You hate Fruits Basket.”

“But I love you. Enough to watch your weird bestiality adjacent show and pretend to like it.”

You smile and he reaches forward to pinch your cheeks.

“Look at that smile. There she is. There’s my sweet girl.” he whispers, voice all tangled in his throat.

You wake up to an empty bed, Eren’s side cold. And you pull his hoodie on before padding downstairs to find Eren’s phone pressed to his ear. He gives you a wave and points to the plate - a mix of eggs, french toast, and fruits - perfectly placed to perfection.

You give him a smile and he walks off, taking the phone with him. You frown as you watch him disappear, jabbing your fork through the cantaloupe.

What is he talking about that’s so important he doesn’t want you to hear?

You jump off of the stool and quietly pad towards the direction he walked, hiding in the hallway. He’s leaning against the wall, staring at the picture right across - one of Levi and Hange kissing your cheeks at the vow renewal - and angle yourself to hear his words.

“Is he okay?”

“I’m glad. You tell me if you need anything else, okay?”

“Okay, Coco. I missed you too, yeah?”

Who the fuck is Coco?

He hangs up and you immediately scramble back to the kitchen, trying your best to stay inconspicuous as he comes back and gives you a smile. It doesn’t reach his eyes, the expression on his face almost tired.

“Hey sleepyhead. You okay?”

“Mhm. Food is really good, Eren.”

He gives you a smile as he sits at your side, eyes focused on you as you eat your food. He places both of your phones in front of you, and you spot yours with nearly a hundred notifications. But when you reach for it, Eren grabs your hand in the air and locks it on his own instead.

“Just-wait. Eat first.” he says, his tone hollow.

You turn your head to the side and take in Eren’s expression, downtrodden and uncharacteristically unexpressive. The complete opposite of Eren yesterday - moony eyes and soft smiles.

“Eren.”

“Y/N. If I ask you to do this for me, can you trust me and listen?”

“No. You-what’s wrong? You’re being weird.” you ask, reaching for his hand.

He looks over, the look indiscernible, as he leans forward and presses a kiss to your cheek.

“You-I took care of most of it, okay? Levi and Hange are coming. Just, don’t panic. You-it’s okay.”

“Eren. You’re scaring me. Just tell me.”

He takes a deep breath, cracking the knuckles in your hand as he nervously talks.

“You-your pictures leaked. The ones of you running last night. And-and people started speculating really fast - wondering why you were running and crying on the night your album released instead of celebrating it. And-and then Ricky, he tweeted a bunch of things.”

You pale. And reach for your phone, which Eren stops again.

“They’re lies. Obviously. You don’t need to read them, not yet. And Lana told me she’s ready to back you up, whatever you want, when you need it. But, that’s not-”

“What, Eren? Just spit it out.” you respond, frantically.

“They- Ricky’s fans are mad at you. They’re sending you death threats.”

“Oh.”

You deflate, staring at the cold mess of breakfast on your plate. Death threats. Hate, you’re no stranger too. Of people commenting on your looks, how bad your singing is, how lame you are. But wishing you were dead? Full on, unbothered and cursing your existence?

“And not just you, but your family too.” he whispers, watching your face fall.

Your family. Your parents, Colt, Falco-

“Excuse me. What did you just say?

Eren doesn’t respond and the tears fall immediately from your eyes, hot and angry as he reaches forward, immediately swiping them away. His expression's pained, he knows this all too well.

“I sent your family a security detail. Don’t worry. Colt was only minorly injured and-”

You stand up and grab Eren’s shirt, bundling the fabric into a fist in your hands, as you glare at him.

“Injured? What the fuck do you mean injured, Eren?”

He sighs, lifting his hands to move yours, and hold them. You’re still clenching hard, so hard you’re sure you’re drawing blood, but he’s doing his best to uncurl your hands as he talks.

“They threw a brick through the window. And the glass, Colt was sitting right there. I was just on the phone with Falco, he said he’s doing better. The security detailing has medical so you don’t have to worry about that again and they’re both okay and-”

“No part of this is okay, Eren! Quit saying it’s okay when it’s not! They almost killed my brothers.”

“Y/N.”

“No. No, this is horrible, Eren. They-they don’t do any of this stuff. Falco’s barely thirteen. And Colt - he’s going to college. He’s not a celebrity, he’s not a singer, he’s just a student. How is he supposed to go out after this? Why- how is it supposed to be normal? And now, they’re going to be like us. They’re going to feel like they’re trapped in this fucking suffocating ass fish bowl and everyone’s watching and laughing at them and they just-”

“Y/N. Stop. It’s not going to-”

“Falco’s too soft for this. He’s just a kid, Eren. I can’t- no. This isn’t fair. Eren, they didn’t even do anything. They’re literally just related to me, they just love me and they’re getting hurt because of it. You- you’re probably getting dragged in the mud too. Everyone who helps me gets subjected to this, loving me comes with this big thing behind me and I can’t even keep people who get it with me. I let you go when you were the only person who understood and I messed it all up and got myself involved with Ricky James of all people and-”

“Y/N. Stop. Please."

You sit flat on Eren’s floor, head in your hands, and cry, teardrops falling straight onto the floor. And Eren’s sitting there with you, with your big mess of jumbled feelings and mistakes, and trying his best to help you with it.

That’s how Levi and Hange find you two, after pocketing the spare key Eren told them about. After he insistently called them and payed for a private jet, going on and on about how Y/N needed them. And here you two are, despite their original conceived notions that you two were fighting, on the floor, in each other’s arms.

“Some things never change, huh?” Hange whispers.

“Yeah. They keep fucking crying every time we see them.” he whispers back.

Between Levi and Hange - Jean, Mikasa, and Connie who make it out that night - and Eren and Lana, they fix things. Most things.

Ricky’s narrative about you is clear cut - half-true and half-fake. Your team forced him to date you and defend you for PR purposes, after the Girlfriend incident. There was an agreement that you two would write certain songs, make certain appearances, and support each other.

But then Ricky turns the gate. Says that you’ve deeply, severely hurt him. That you led him on, that you used him to boost your own ego, and that you were dangerously obsessed with fame and not him. That you were all things - heartless, fake, that he doubted if you were even a real person. A glorious pop-star, empty and hollow on the inside.

And people jump on it fast. Citing the fact that you would throw away your friendship with Historia to be famous, that you stopped dating Eren when he stopped being successful, that you can go to tours but not to Mikasa or Jean’s birthday parties.

The worst part? Ricky lied, but the things they pointed out were true. Every mistake you make is on display and that people make it a point to draw attention o it. That you really were in too deep, too deep into pleasing Sareen and Danny, and being a triple threat that you forgot that they were all there too.

Eren, especially. Sweet, sweet Eren who saved you, who held you when you needed him.

You look over at him and Lana, the two of them very aggressively debating how to use their last turn of their daily Wordle, and feel your heart deflate.

You dropped the ball. You’ll never make it up to him.

Lana, in her infinite kindness, has chosen to share her own story, as a corroboration for yours. That Ricky taunted, mocked, and harassed her the entire time they were dating. That you're anything but the things he says. Because she’s had enough and she’ll do it to help out her Tinky-Winky. (Much to Eren’s dismay, he hates that you’re both becoming closer as time goes on.)

And to complement the announcement, Lana asked for one thing. To go out in style. You wrote a song with her and promised her that she was going to be the lead actress in the music video. A girl rage moment, like The Man. Danny and Sareen approve the move, making no comments or concerns about anything else that happened, and ask to be involved when the time comes.

You sit on it for a few days. Till you’re ready. But where you are now - with these people - needs to stay for a little longer. Before you brace everything again.

“Yo.”

You smile, opening up space for Connie on the couch for you.

“Hi Con.”

“Deep in your thoughts there, princess. Thinking about how your album is about to go Multi-Platinum?”

“No. Just the entire thing.” you respond, frowning.

Connie rolls his eyes, reaching forward to squish your cheeks way too hard.

“Ricky, when I catch you, Ricky-” Connie says under his breath,

You snort, reaching forward to push Connie off. You focus back on Eren and Lana, who are now pulling each other's hair and a nice string of insults, as Mikasa and Levi brew their tea, entirely unbothered in the back.

And when the screen in front of you flashes, when your third album goes Multi-Platinum after a week of being released, they’re all climbing on you. Jean and Mikasa are hollering in the back, Connie and Lana are jostling you in the air and pressing kisses to your cheek, and Eren, Levi, and Hange smile at you, the three of them enveloped in their own hug, across the way.

You split your separate ways at the end of the week, when you’re ready. Connie, Jean, and Mikasa return to set, Lana and Eren are gone with the wind, and Levi and Hange disappear again.

When you sit on your plane back home, it sits in. How lonely this entire thing is. How a week full of your friends who love you only happened because of this sickening thing. That it's not a given, that they're presence is only in the bad times and almost never the good.

Your phone buzzes in your lap and you pick up your phone to read the notification.

eren: don’t be a stranger. fish like to swim in schools, not alone.

It’s something that rings in your mind, time and time again. When everyone else wins the war, when you keep performing and letting them take and take, for the sake of the work. For the art, for your dream.

And when you give up acting, singing, and dancing at the end of it all and make zero intentions to ever do any of this again, the question still bothers you.

If fish like to swim in schools, why did Eren push you so far away? Why was he so intent on swimming alone? Where you couldn't follow?

eren: I'm not saying that for you. and I know that this is selfish but...

eren: I need you just as much as you need me.

Fucking liar.

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rrenzwrld · 2 years ago

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masterlist!

mostly aot stuff but i’m thinking about writing jjba related fics bc i’m almost finished w part 4 now 😌 i’m gonna add more to this ofc

black coded readers/ocs bc i’m black

lastly, i only write smut in my notes so there’s none of that here rn yet

enjoy! 🤭

EREN

— what you don’t know

— military bf! eren hcs

— everybody’s fool pt 3 + 4

— request (eren + reader finding their way back)

— something in my heart

— pageant dad!eren hcs

— everybody’s fool pt 2

— everybody’s fool

— isn’t she lovely pt 1

— isn’t she lovely pt 2

— isn’t she lovely pt 3

— long lost love

— all for us

ARMIN

— unsung

— love me back

— so anxious

JEAN

— jean x alien oc

CONNIE

— secreto de amor; quotes

— nobody else, nothing else

— connie x alt!black reader texts

— mama’s baby, daddy’s maybe ; a series (completed)

— secreto de amor ; a series (ongoing)

— connie x alt black reader hcs II

— tattoo artist connie x shy black reader

— connie x bimbo cheerleader!black reader hcs

— connie x alt!black reader hcs

REINER

— if you catch my drift III

— if you catch my drift II

— first date

— if you catch my drift…

— request pt 1

— request pt 2

— request pt 3

— ease

ONY

— sound of my heart

— sound of my heart II

— sound of my heart III

BONUS OC STUFF

— lovefool

HEADCANONS

— aot boys with a s/o that’s obsessed with their muscles

— dancing w the aot boys

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lawsvalentine · 2 years ago

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🤍 Masterlist 🤍

Trafalgar Law:

Dive (18+)

Let Me Hear You (18+)

Somebody Else (18+)

I Want You, Now (18+)

Consuming an Aphrodisiac Food (18+)

Safe With Me (Fluff)

Marry You Part I (Fluff)

Here’s To Forever Part II (Fluff)

Take It Out On Me (18+)

Birthday Cake (18+)

Roronoa Zoro:

Beg For It (18+)

Rock The Boat (18+)

Make Me Water (18+)

Monkey D Luffy:

Tastes Better On You (18+)

When you keep him waiting hc + drabble (18+)

We Slow Grindin (18+)

Black Leg Sanji:

Why Him? (18+)

Flaws and All (Fluff)

Portgas D. Ace:

Dreaming Of You (Angst/Fluff)

Eustass Kid:

Attraction (Suggestive)

OPLA Usopp:

I Like-Like You (18+)

Fantasize (18+)

Looks Better On You (18+)

Multiple OP Character headcanons/scenarios:

Where they take you on a date hc

Working in fast food hc

Slow dancing with them scenarios

Finding out you’re pregnant hc

Getting high with them hc

Iconic romantic movie moments they do hc

Saying “you want to kiss me so bad” during an argument hc

Wearing lingerie on Valentine’s day hc (18+)

Calling them embarrassing/funny pet names

With an Insecure s/o

How they flirt (suggestive)

Kissing them under the mistletoe

With a Cook!reader

Let’s Discuss:

Cooking with Law

Sex with Nerd!Law (18+)

Physical Touch with Zoro

Sex with Usopp (18+)

Tugging on Opla!Usopp’s Dreads During Sex (18+)

Cee’s 1K Event:

Monkey D Luffy NSFW Alphabet: B, C, K (18+)

Red-Haired Shanks NSFW Alphabet: D, G, I ; F, J, K (18+)

Sanji Fluff Alphabet: A & J

Sabo Fluff Alphabet: I, L, S

Eren (AOT) Fluff Alphabet: E, G, X

Portgas D Ace Fluff Alphabet: L, Q, W

Portgas D Ace NSFW Alphabet: D&R (18+)

Other Fandoms:

CSM

Running your hands through Aki’s hair

Recommendations:

Monster trio + Law

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kinkandkreep · 2 years ago

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(ɴᴇᴡ) 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

Ari's Stuff

In Search of New Beta Reader

Heads Up

𝐌𝐇𝐀

Oc Related Things

Meet Chike!

Yandere Content

Yanzuku Profile and Headcanons

Yankugou Profile and Headcanons

Non-Yan Content

Zuki Buki Headcanons

Bakagou Headcanons

𝗔𝗢𝗧

Headcanons

Basic Eren Yeager/In Your Erea Headcanons

Pregnancy and Eren Yeager

Pregnancy and Levi Ackerman

Pregnancy and Armin Arlert

AOT Character's Personalities

AOT Characters and High Metabolism S/O

Aesthetics/Collages

AOT Guys and Their Weddings

𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

Headcanons

Yandere!Alucard

Dating Alucard

𝕆𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕄𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕚-ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝔽𝕚𝕔𝕤

Enemies of Everywhere

Enemies of Everywhere~ Key Visual/Collage

𝕄𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕚-ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝔹𝕋𝕊 𝔽𝕚𝕔𝕤

Bless Me

Coming Soon: Bless Me

Bless Me: Excerpt

Bless Me: Prologue

Bless Me Chapters

The Kim Clan: Bless Me

Bless Me: Taehyung

Bless Me Visual (Hobi and Tae Tae)

Bless Me Visual (Older Brothers)

Bless Me Visual (Younger Brothers)

You All Belong to Me

YABTM~ Introducing Hyun-Ki

YABTM~ Introducing Eun-Ji

YABTM~ Introducing Bong-Cha

The Scars We Share

The Scars We Share~ Summary

The Scars We Share~ Snippet

The Scars We Share~ Aesthetics

Rundown

Rundown~ Summary

Rundown~ Diagnostic

Rundown~ Prologue

𝐁𝐓𝐒

Yandere Headcanons

Yandere Taehyung when you refuse him sex

Yandere Hoseok Breastfeeding Kink

What Type of Yandere: Kim Namjoon

What Type of Yandere: Kim Seokjin

Plus Size Body Type Preference; Most to Least

T or A: BTS Edition

Yandere!Jin As a Parent

Scenarios

Desire Has Philophobia

Soft!Yandere Reaction to Desire Being a Former Burlesque Dancer

Random Drabbles/Blurbs/Oneshots/Ideas

Bionic Bunny (Yandere!Bionic!Jungkook Idea)

Rounds (Yandere Hoseok oneshot)

For Everybody (Songfic; Yandere!Reader oneshot)

Happy (Re)Birthday (Yandere Jimin oneshot)

Teacher’s Pet (Songfic; Yandere!Jimin oneshot)

The Queen and Her Captors (Yandere!BTS x Original Character oneshot) (This may eventually become a series)

Tummy Time! (Father!Hoseok oneshot)

Aesthetics/Collages

Soft!Yandere Jimin Collage

Hard!Yandere Jimin Collage

Non-Yan Headcanons

BTS with a Black!S/O

BTS “Sex”-canons- Rap Line

BTS “Sex”-canons- Vocal Line (minus Jin)

BTS “Sex”-canons- Kim Seokjin

BTS as gods

BTS Nicknames

Fun Facts

Taehyung, Jimin and Hobi Fun Fact

𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐨'𝐬 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥

Heacanons

KnB Boy Archetypes

Aged Up!KnB Boys Sex-canons

𝗚𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻 𝗜𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗰𝘁

Headcanons

Good Boi 'Bedo Headcanons

Albedo Drabble

Zhongli Birthday Celebration

Genshin Guys as K-pop Songs

𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲

Sephy-kins

Kadaj Headcanons

Yazoo Headcanons

Loz Headcanons

ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ/ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇꜱ/ʙʟᴜʀʙꜱ/ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴛɪɴɢꜱ 🤪

To The Last Sip- Halloween Special

𝖠𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇'𝗌 𝖢𝗋𝖾𝖾𝖽 3

Connor Kenway Mini-Masterlist

🇸🇵🇮🇩🇪🇷🇻🇪🇷🇸🇪

Miguel O'Hara

𝕋𝕠𝕜𝕪𝕠 ℝ𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤

Tokyo Revengers Mini Masterlist

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hangeslefteye · 2 years ago

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Vampire!Jean x Villager s/o HC'S Part1

This is way too detailed and long to be ok :D Also I might do some more parts because I GOT A LOT TO SAY ABOUT VAMPİRE!JEANN!!!!

Vampire!Jean has a big goth castle reeking luxury in the middle of the woods he lives all alone in.

Vampire!Jean does not talk to villagers living at the other side of woods at all.Even villagers don't really know if he's there to start with.Only proof of his existance is some clouded rumors from centuries ago.

Vampire!Jean thinks those villagers are unworthy mortal fools.But he can't resist spying on them once in a while to remember his past life, before turning into a vampire.

Vampire!Jean hated himself for a long time after being a vampire.He saw himself as a vile monster,as a freaky creature that should never be in the day light again even though he was turned by a pure blood.

Vampire!Jean eventually embraced being a vampire after his friends and family died before his eyes but he always stayed young.Which caused him a lot of pain and grief and resulted in his melancholic soltitude.

Vampire!Jean's guilty pleasure is to watch mortals,watching them enjoying their limited lifespan brings back his peaceful memories.He especially loves watching kids and young lovers.Seeing them 'lively' makes him forget that he's a cold blooded abomination now.He'd never admit but he's quite jealous and wishes he could live like them every.single.night.

Vampire!Jean saw you for the first time when he was mournfully stalking around again.You were dancing around a bonfire with your friends.He thought you were magical with your rusty white dress and dishevelled hair only belonging to mortals.He was star struck at the moment by your vibrancy.

Vampire!Jean carved every single detail of your face and body to his brain to picture it later on.

Vampire!Jean spends most of his time by painting mortals in the village but always leaves their facial details out.Because he does not want to be upset by remembering them once they are gone.

Vampire!Jean also has a violin he very rarely plays since back then he usually played it with his friends:Sasha,Connie,Eren,Mikasa.Now even to look at his violin pains him greatly.

Vampire!Jean began to look for you spesifically whenever he lurked among the villagers.Within this time he started to have nurturing feeling for you and interfered into your life subtly.Such as sending you some gold coins,jeweleries,flowers...You never knew where those gifts were coming from so you assumed a secret admirer amongst the villagers.

Vampire!Jean loves talking to himself when he's watching you.He especially gets loud to shame you whenever you get clumsy or dumb.This literally ended up to be his routine within time.

''Stupid mortal,Dumb girl,Even a blind man could see that,Damn embarassing,You so wouldn't like to know someone is watching,nevermind I can't even look...''

Vampire!Jean was astonished when he saw you at his door at one midnight.He allowed you to stay in his castle because you were lost in the woods and it was raining.He even invited you to a very fancy dinner he didn't even had a crumb of.He was only having a glass of 'wine'.

Vampire!Jean almost questioned your everyday life because he might never be able to talk to a human like this again.He listened everything you said very carefully,maybe a little too carefully but he has never revealed anything about himself.

Vampire!Jean offered you one of the many empty rooms in the huge castle but you couldn't really find the room he mentioned and you got lost into his not so little art gallery.You saw a lot of perfectly drawn everyday pictures with lost faces.But among them there was a picture covered up with a red shawl.You pulled it down to see a very beautiful asian woman with pale skin and jet black long hair.

Vampire!Jean was panicked for the first time in centuries when he found you in his painting room,looking at a certain picture of a long gone woman.When you asked him if she was his passed wife he grew inhumanly cold.He opened up his mouth barely to say she was just a friend.

Vampire!Jean showed you a different picture to distract from the enchantingly beautiful one.Then he showed you an another and other.He wanted to hear your opinion on all of them if this could be possible.

Vampire!Jean thought a lot about showing you your own picture around the bonfire but got rid of this idea rapidly.

Vampire!Jean came back to reality after hearing a glass shattering voice.He involuntarily saw your crimson blood mixing up with the wine he gave you.

Vampire!Jean got used to drinking animal blood and tasted a human's maybe a couple of times in ages.Your blood's smell,color and even warmth was fast to call his uncontrollable vampiristic urges.

Vampire!Jean looked at you with horror when the purple veins under his eyes got visible and his canines hurt.When you looked back at his now animalistic but still charming face you understood that the rumors old people has been spreading around were indeed true.

Vampire!Jean tried very hard to not to submit his urges but failed terribly with the presence of your blood or maybe you.

Vampire!Jean grabbed your hand gently but firmly to suck the dripping blood off your palm.Without separating his red shiny orbs from yours he licked and sucked it all like he's in a trance.He knew he shouldn't have done it and felt incredibly guilty because he couldn't stop himself yet he enjoyed every single drop of it greatly,mixed with sweet wine.

#attack on titan #attack on titan x you #jean kirstein #jean x reader #jean headcanons #jean kirschstein #jean kirschtein x you #jean kirschtein x reader #jean kirschtein headcanons #shingeki no kyojin #shingeki no kyoujin headcanons #jean kirschtien #jean kristen

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aly4khq · 2 years ago

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HEADCANONS: What if AOT characters saw you breaking down (or about to) because of stress?

Characters: Mikasa, Eren, Armin, Erwin, Levi, Hanji

AOT x Black!Reader (SFW)

- - - - M I K A S A A C K E R M A N - - - -

• She'd be walking to her room when hearing your whimpers echoe from your lips. Slowly opening the door, she gazed upon the sight that was displayed. You grabbing onto your hair, possibly ripping out some strands, while tears raced out of your once overjoyed, warming eyes.

• She would hold you in her arms, rocking you gently, whispering soft comforting words into your ear. A bunch of i love you's and you're okay's.

• "Let's take a break, I'll protect you from everything dear." Her voice hypnotising your moves as your eyes start to drop heavy. Curling up in your bed, waiting for sleep to overcome you.

• Makes sure that if you need anything like a bath and gives it to you. At that moment, you are the main character.

- - - - - - - E R E N J E A G E R - - - - - -

• He'd catch onto your behaviour quickly. Sudden change of attitude? He'll make you feel like yourself again. Changing of food schedules? He'll encourage you to get betters

• But the day you were literally hyperventilating and crying, he felt hopeless. He didn't know what was wrong and how to help comfort you. '

'Should I touch them? No, they could panic more. But a hug can be good? Touching them though?'

As he came to his senses, his arms slowly wrapped around you and ordered you to breath carefully.

• To be honest, he was scared himself and was about to burst into tears right then and there just by looking at you.

• Gently caresses your muscles, giving you a soft massage after you relax.

• Reminds you that he is there. Let's you vent if you need to.

- - - - - - A R M I N A R L E R T - - - - - -

• READS YOU LIKE A BOOK, I TELL YOU‼️‼️

• Before you even acknowledge that you're not doing well, he's comforting you.

• "What's wrong? You can talk to me."

- "Huh?"

- "Why are you down, love?"

- "I don't even know myself."

• Treats you like a baby. Comforting you at night, reading you stories so you can sleep. Hugging you ever so often.

• He was so gentle and patient with you one time that you cried because of it.

• "☹️Woah, why are you crying?"

- "😭I love you so much. You're the best thing that ever happened to me. I don't even know how I'll pay you back for everything-"

- "😰Okay calm down-"

• Your problem always has a diagnosis when Armin is around.

- - - - - - - E R W I N S M I T H - - - - - - -

• He isn't always spot on since he's a workaholic but 99.95% of the time he is.

• He'd send someone to find you and bring you to his office.

• "You're not in trouble nor is this work related" -> probably the first thing that comes from his mouth while you close the door behind you.

• Encourages you to take it out on the titans on the next expedition. 😁

- "Slice out all of your rage!"

- "Where?"

- "...Titans, darling. Titans."

• One minute you're sad the next you are laughing at his dad jokes.

• He also would let you sleep it out, you on his lap while he continues to do his work.

• Would still take on meetings with people he's close with (Aka Levi and Hanji)

- *Levi stares at you and Erwin in awe*

- Hanji screams, "AWWWH SO CUTE-"

- "Quiet, Hanji."

- - - - - L E V I A C K E R M A N - - - - - -

• Very confused but understands completely. First kneels down and tries to communicate with you.

• "Hey..? I'm here now."

• More physical therapy then verbal. Tends to hold you more and talk in your secret language.

• Makes sure that you have a bath and wipes away your tears.

• Doesn't mind if you cling onto his waist while he touches up your afro's shapes.

• "Um...brat...?"

- "Hm..."

- "Do you..need anything else?"

- "No." 🥱

- "Oh, okay." 😊

- - - - - - - - H A N J I Z O E - - - - - - - - -

• Gasps aggressively before immediately taking you in their arms.

•Treats you like a baby. Rocks you around the room and rubs their hand down your back.

• "What's wrong?"

- "I can't deal with this anymore.." 😥😭

- *You start to cry even harder*

- "Awwh! It's okay." 🥺

• Hugs you like it's the last day on Earth.

• Let's you take out your anger side on her bad experiments.

• Makes a little invention where you can hurt but it always comes back to it's origin form.

• Always keeps an eye out for you.

#aot anime #aot x black reader #aot x reader #eren yeager #levi x you #levi ackerman #mikasa x you #mikasa ackerman #erwin smith #commander hanji #hange zoë #armin attack on titan #had a breakdown #im cryin

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gumiluver · 1 year ago

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🖤ABOUT ME 🖤

hey luv’s, thanks for stopping by! heard you wanted to learn more about me, so I thought I’d share some facts :)

✧༺♥༻✧ ✧༺♥༻✧ ✧༺♥༻✧

DEMOGRAPHICS

I’m Rosie! I’m 22 y/o. My ethnicity is Filipino-Caucasian, but my culture primarily consists of Filipino-Hawaiian traditions and lifestyle. I was born in socal, and currently reside in oc! I will be starting my masters program in the fall of 2024, so wish me luck! <3

✧༺♥༻✧ ✧༺♥༻✧ ✧༺♥༻✧

CURRENTLY CRUSHIN’ ON…

luver boys <3: fushiguro megumi <3, nanami kento, gojo satoru, okkotsu yuta, hayakawa aki, kishibe, eren jeager, levi ackerman, reiner braun, erwin smith, tomioka giyuu, rengoku kyojuro, kamado tanjiro, hatake kakashi, uchiha itachi, uchiha sasuke, nara shikamaru, uzumaki naruto, yamada asaemon shion, chobo aza, lucifer, mammon, beel, solomon, loid forger, kurusu kazuki, suwa rei, zuko

luver girls <3: mei mei, zen’in maki, mikasa ackerman, kocho shinobu, kanroji mitsuri, hinatsuru | makio | suma, yuhi kurenai, senju tsunade, haruno sakura, yamanaka ino, yamada asaemon sagiri, yuzuriha, yor forger, azula

luvers <3: yelena, hange zoe, uraume

this list may change as time goes on! <3

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CURRENT HOBBIES

cuddling with my bf & cats, reading, writing, playing games (on mobile & switch!), makeup, baking, gardening, video essays, scrapbooking

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series: bobs burgers, haunting of hills house, black mirror, big mouth, the office, new girl, brooklyn 99, law & order: svu, rick & morty, hannibal, better call saul, breaking bad, game of thrones, house of dragons, vikings, vikings: valhalla

movies: parasite, uncut gems, mother!, talk to me, get out, us, nope, annihilation, hereditary, midsommar, mama, requiem for a dream,

games: obey me! shall we date?, red dead redemption II, cyberpunk, god of war, doom eternal, elden ring, legend of zelda: botw & totk, sekiro, animal crossing: new horizons

anime: jujutsu kaisen, chainsaw man, attack on titan, demon slayer, hells paradise, naruto, haikyuu, spy x family, buddy daddies, fire force, soul eater, record of ragnarok

novels: blood meridian, flowers for algernon, the metamorphosis, johnny got his gun, ‘till we have faces, one flew over the cuckoos nest, sybil

authors: Cormac McCarthy, C. S. Lewis, Ellen Hopkins, Franz Kafka, Mary Shelley, Stephen King

genres: existentialism, cosmic horror, psychological, psychological horror, slice of life, dark humor, dry humor

artists: khantrast, suicideboys, flatbush zombies, ramirez, denzel curry, JID, brockhampton, polyphia, her, summer walker, doja cat, sza, billie eilish, ari lennox

music genres: underground rap, dark trap, r & b, metal

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homophobia, transphobia, bigotry, anti-feminism, anti-abortion, racism & anything else of a similar nature! if you engage in any of this behavior, please do not interact with me or my content!

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mariaace · 11 months ago

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Back to when we were together (Levi Ackerman x reader)

TW: Agnst😓, mention of blood

Reader is is in their late 20's, early 30's.

Being a cadet was always fun. You and Hange always talking and gossiping, talking to commander Erwin sometimes. Training with Mikasa, seeing Armin and Eren getting closer through the years the got on the scouts. Yeah.... The fact that you liked your captain was also fun. Hange knew. Of course. You clearly remember when he was injured and couldn't come to a mission with us.

"Remember what I've told you?" He asked. "Stick your landing or you'll be running laps all day when you come back!" Hange said sarcastically. "No." Annoying scoff came out of the humanity's strongest soldier. "If you don't kill at least one, then you'll be better for a titan food?" You didn't even bother to hear who said that. "I-no." "You'll never make it to my squad if you fight like an idiot! Armed yelled, but he quickly shut his mouth when Levi's cold gaze turned to him.

Hevi sighed.-Just come back in one piece. All of you!

Hange and i gave ourselves a look. We knew Levi cared about everyone even though he didn't show it...much. We got on our horses and started riding out of the wall. Yeah..we did come back in one piece. Thought i didn't stick every landing, buuut. I remember, how when we had to clean the castle and instead me and Hange started fighting with the brooms like some worries, and the captain came into the room. Yeah we did cleaned after all if you are wondering. How many times has the captain save out asses? Well 1,2,3,4,5-well a lot. During missions, getting us out of some punishment of the Military, when we forget to take something before a mission, when we are injured he comes to check up on us... Yeah Levi surely care about us even though he doesn't show it.

The most part was how much everyone could annoy him. Or at least that's what he said. Dragging him out of his office to gossip with us, putting on higher heels, so we could see how much taller we can be than him, making him play different kind of games and listen to everyone's stories late by the fire outside. It was really cold though, but again the captain told everyone to bring their capes, so we were fine.

Somehow taking care of Levi has always made mw happy too.. making him black tea while he is doing paperwork, telling him to go to sleep when he doesn't want to, stopping him from training when he was injured. Sometimes dealing with Eren, when he is too mad... sometimes. Making sure everything with him was alright always bringed me joy. And i wondered why, until i realised i had a deep crush on my captain. Well certainly was part of my plans. But what can i possibly do? It's not my fault our captain is so perfect is it? Of course i couldn't just keep that to myself so i told Hange- even though they almost told him on accident...twice, but it was really good to have someone to talk about that. They have always told me to tell him, but how do imagine that? I am sure that everything on my captain's mind is litterly the opposite. Still...we had some moments that had me thinking... When he helped me learn how to land my moves. When sometimes brang me a cup of tea when he made for himself too. When he offered to help me with my paperworks that i couldn't do.-well offer was a strong word. More of like a "how can you be so idiotic to not do this, give me". But does it matter how he says it? Every time he said "i hate you" and i responded with "nah you love me", he just scoffed and rolled his eyes instead of denying it. Not kicking me out when i wanted to be in the room where he reads. Trusting me to make him tea, exactly how he wants to.Those special, special little moments for me.And these moments sure got me thinking, but he IS the captain after all...he is supposed to help us...right? Even with this i still couldn't told him. Even if he liked me too what could have happened. Is it even allow to date him? What are gonna think the younger cadets? What if one us die on one mission? There is so much for him to think about, there is no point in giving him more pressure. But i could live like this. Not sharing my feelings towards him. Wanting him to be mine, but he isn't. Admiring him every time i see him. Taking care of him even when it was being "strange". I could told him one day. It wasn't like i was at the verge of death right? Wrong. This is exactly where i was. At the verge of d e a t h. I still couldn't believe it.

Me and the captain in the forest his sat on his legs. Me laying in his arms..... covered in blood. Raining.... Wind running through the trees' crowns. And Levi...well Levi is standing there looking down at me. Not saying a word. My vision is blurry. I am dying...Hah...Who would have guessed that'd be the way that I'll die? I wanted to speak. To tell him how much i care about him. To tell him how much i appreciate and respect him. To thank him for always being there. To tell him that i......love him. But i couldn't. I couldn't speak, i couldn't see, i couldn't move. I couldn't do anything. Amd it felt like he couldn't too. Because he didn't say anything either. I was barely seeing him. Every moment we had together was running through my head. Dying in your captain's arm? At least it sounds cool- i would say if i could. He knew there is no time and point in trying to save an already more than half death person. Well that was it.... Being a cadet was fun.

In this cold night Levi stranded there looking at the cader dying in his arms. Someone so precious to him. He knew there was no time and point in trying to save an already death person. He wanted to say how much he loved them, but it was too late. So in that moment Levi kissed them. Even if they didn't feel it. Even if they're breath was already taken. Even they would never know it. Even if they will never find out. He did it. A little late, but did it. He looked at his arm covered in blood and took of his cape, put it around them, and.....

#mariaace 🪼#aot levi #levi x reader #levi ackerman #attack on titan #x reader #levi ackerman x you #attack on titan levi #levi aot #hange aot #armin arlert #mikasa ackerman #eren yeager #agnst

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ohayopoko · 4 years ago

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Eren with BlackFem!S/O Pregnancy (NSFW)

Note: Yeah I just can’t stop???? I love makin these and writing it out really helps me feel sane! I hope you guys like this! 💞

Part 1 2 4

Artist Credit; @Annikin_ (Policy: Repost W/ Credit Only)

-“You’re getting all fat baby,” Eren slaps your ass and smirks “In all the right places tho.”

-Is genuinely worried when you just look at him and bust out into tears before throwing up all over the floor

-Eren thinks he hurt you so all he can do is hold you offer his support until youre done

-so he thought you were just bloated or your period was worse this month mainly cause you didn’t wanna have sex anymore and sex hurt so bad even when he took it really slow

-He noticed you were swelling in your face, belly, hands, feet, butt too and he swore your lips and nose went up a size or 2-

-Eren wrapped his arms around you and wiped the vomit from your mouth while you blubbered and sunk into him. “Baby girl what’s wrong? Talk to me baby I won’t leave you... you know that.”

-S/O knows what’s wrong, knows why everything hurts and feels heavy and why she can’t keep her breakfast down. She’s known since last month.

-Eren hadn’t even noticed so you didn’t wanna tell him anything yet, it wasn’t technically not lying. Just withholding the truth?

-“The baby hurts,” You whimpered touching the swell in your lower tummy. “It makes everything hurt, Eren.”

-Eren’s green eyes go wide on your brown eyes before he takes your hand off of your belly and lifts up ur shirt to feel for himself and surprised when it feels soft and firm.... not like jello like belly fat is supposed to feel.

-“Baby why didn’t you tell me?”

-You don’t even know what to say you can’t even look into Eren’s eyes. “I don’t know what I wanna do yet.”

-Eren’s hurt and you can see it in his eyes and you wish you’d never said anything . He doesn’t get angry or try to convince you to keep it. He calmly rubs your belly, his calloused hands running over your soft brown belly skin as he takes all of you in.

-“My ex never told me, she just killed our baby to hurt me.”

-S/O isn’t sick anymore “Wait you got another bitch pregnant? The fuck Eren?”

-Y’all just chill out after that and Eren puts you in the shower while he cleans up the vomit

-Eren doesn’t know what to say to you and you don’t know what to say to him anymore so you guys just watch movies back to back together on the couch,

-even though you don’t wanna talk to him he still lets you curl up at his side and rest your head on his chest

-5 movies had passed when Eren turned off the T.v and you looked up at him to find he was staring at you with those magnificent ocean green eyes

“I’ll support you anything you do...” Eren’s breathing weird and you can hear his heart speeding up in his chest “anything, I promise.”

-Eren gives you time and space after that while still trying to be there for you too

-Eren brings you breakfast in bed and sits and watches you eat with a bucket handy just in case you can’t keep it down this time

-Sweet boy kisses your head and whispers “You did it, it’s okay now” after your morning sickness passes

-S/O is genuinely surprised when Eren doesn’t try anything for the following weeks he only offers her his love and support it was as if Eren’s sex drive disappeared (not that she wasn’t thankful)

-It’s a warm cloudy day you picked for washday when S/O realizes she only has a week left in her first trimester and her choices were dwindling while Eren was taking down her braids

-It’s only after Eren helps her wash her hair and they’re done blowing it out with cool air does she reaches out and takes Eren’s hand and puts it on her belly.

-“I’m 3 months next week and I still haven’t told my momma or my daddy,” your eyes were pleading w Eren and you bit ur lip clearly nervous and scared

-Eren put down the blow dryer and began to stroke your afro before he asked “You want me to tell them we’re gonna have a baby?”

-The way his baby girl tears up and shakes her head “yes” repeatedly unlocks a primal love that burns deep In his chest

-Eren hugged you against his chest with his other arm and There’s a lump in Eren’s throat when he really registers that you wanna have the baby- you wanna have his baby

-“I got you baby girl, I promise.”

(NFSW)

-When S/O hit her second trimester all her energy came back, everything didn’t hurt anymore and Eren definitely notices

-Eren definitely notices when you come to bed naked for the first time in months and pushes your ass up against him to get comfortable

-You had a fuckin dump truck behind you now and milk balloon titties plus your swollen belly was really really doing it for Eren right now

-“Nngh! Eren?!” Is all the sound that comes out of your mouth when he lifts your leg up and pins it there S/o doesn’t put up too much of a fight cause she knew exactly what she was doing

-Eren licked his fingers and began to rub on your pussy delighted to find you had waxed and it was already wet, it was dripping

- “Fuck,” he breathed as he pulled his dick out and rubbed it against your soft wet fat pussy almost cumming from the heat he missed so fucking much

-S/o rubs her belly as Eren teases her pussy and she knows he’s about to lose it so she gently reminds him “The baby,”

-Eren splits your pussy open and it feels so good your eyes water when he pushes all his inches deep inside you “Fucccckk, baby when did you get this tight?”

-You guys try to gently fuck, moving and grinding against each other and it’s not good enough and you’re scared rough sex will hurt the baby

-So Eren props you up on your pregnancy pillow and just gives your pussy deep strokes while he massages your ass and belly until there’s cream staining his dick

-“All this cream for me, Pretty girl?”

-“S-So good, so g-good”

-Eren smirks and keeps stroking your juicy pussy, every roll of his hips makes your pillowy ass ripple like jello “You’re making me chase this pussy, Pretty girl? Huh?”

-Eren gently grabs your wide hips and uses his thumbs to massage your lower back while holding you right where he wants you

-S/O whines when he stops stroking her pussy and Eren feels it flutter around his dick and he just has to give it to her he just has to deep stroke her pussy at an angle that makes her scream into the pillow he can’t help it

“Gimme this pussy Pretty girl. Gimme this juicy pussy,”

-The way your pink pussy grips and slobbers Eren’s dick when he pulls out makes him quiver

“Oh god, Eren!”

“Fuckkkk, such a tight fat pussy Pretty girl,”

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iplayghoul · 2 years ago

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𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞, 𝐦𝐫. 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞.

pairing:: eren yeager x fem!reader (black coded)

word count:: 2.7k

warnings:: mostly smut, sexual roleplay, pre-decided stuff, rough sex, eren has a fat dick, black coded characters, eren is ghostface, chasing, spitting, oral sex (f recieving), use of 'girl' and 'bitch', established married relationship, semi-public sex (in their home's backyard), fingerfucking, light choking, eren is sweet, i love yall.

notes:: i actually really love this😭comments and rbgs much appreciated, i love making eren nd his s/o black coded so they are.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐭'? He laughs a little, "Fuck, they definitely did, oh my god," You cringe and press your hands against your face. "Shit, when'd you get yo' nails did?" His eyes widen a little in surprise, noticing three nails had already popped off and he hadn't seen this pattern yet.

You're sprinting past the bushes in your front yard, the dark sky engulfing you with only the full moon illuminating the path as the lights planted in your garden were switched off. Heavy booted footsteps clambered down behind you and with a hard swallow you forced yourself to speed up.

In only a pair of loose, soft shorts and a long t-shirt belonging to your husband on, you slapped a hand over your breasts to hold them down as you bent around the corner of your house. The rain from throughout the day made your tiled pathways slippery and your breathing, so heavy, began to sound like desperate whimpers as you grew tired.

Dashing through the backyard and around the pool, you briefly remembered the perfect place to hide. A small, gated nook hidden in the rose bushes with comfy pillows laid on the concrete floors. Your husband created the space for you, well used as a place for you to ground with nature and relax during a sunny day.

Your thighs smacked and rubbed against each other as you scurried up to the golden gate and unlatched it, slamming it a bit too hard behind you and replacing the latch. You silently wished you'd had the key for it on you, ready to lock it. Hastily scampering among the pillows, nestling yourself in the corner of the square nook and squeezing a pillow to your chest. A hand of yours slapped against your lips as you attempted to slow your breathing.

You could bite off your acrylics right this second, the tips prickling at your cheek and making noise as they rubbed together. You heard the booted steps again, one, two, one two, pressing on the tiled floors around the pool. The boots making crunching noise against the dirt you tracked on the tiles, your breath caught in your throat and you held it. Closer and closer it sounded out before a black gown ghosted past the gate.

The footsteps seemed to dissipate, and you released distressed sigh, relaxing your tensed body for just a moment. "Hmm, where's that pretty girl," The voice rumbling out deeply cutting through the silence. An owl cooed in the distance and you froze up like a block of ice just as quickly, and the air became similarly cold.

"Is my pretty girl hiding from me?" The footsteps came back slowly and you frantically grabbed pillows to brace yourself, nibbling at your fingers anxiously. The boot clad feet appeared at the gate entrance again, black gown falling down in the cool night's breeze to cover it. Slowly, you gulped, and as you looked up the body of the figure, your mouth dropped open and let out a sharp shriek into the night. His face was covered by a white mask that was twisted into a ghastly look; eye holes cut out and an elongated mouth.

With a quickness his black gloved hands rattled at the gate, and you strained your eyes to see beneath the mask, a pair of blue-green eyes filled with intensity stared at you. Taking a deep breath, you scooted up to the gate and smacked at his hands, scratching at his fingers as they tried to open the gate with force.

"No! Stop, leave me alone!" You wrangled with his arms as he overpowered you, pressing a hand near your throat and throwing you back against the pillows. In your moments of shock, you heard the gate's latch become undone; your heart pounded and you thanked every god you knew that your back was facing the tall man's direction. You were spared the suffering of seeing the threatening man come upon you while you could only be frozen to the floor in fright.

He was teasing you, heavy footsteps sauntering up behind your back and he squat down wide. You flinched as long fingers cascaded along your waist, slipping under your- your husband's shirt and caressing the pooch of your tummy. His long hands grazing against the swell of your boobs that hung naked beneath the shirt. You pressed your face into a pillow and he pulled his hands away.

"My pretty bitch won't look at me?" You could hear him biting back a cocky smile beneath the mask, "Fuckin' lea'me alone Mr. Ghostface!" your face burned and if your skin were pale, you'd be bright red. "Ah, so is that what they call me, pretty thing?" He mumbled, large hands back onto your lower back, playing with the softness of your skin idly as he spoke.

"Look at me, girl." He demanded and you closed your eyes tight, "Ah! Shit!" you yelped at the resounding smack he swatted against your ass, exposed under your night shorts. "I said look at me, honey."

Adrenaline rushed tears into the corners of your eyes, and slowly you shifted against the pillows, pulling the one covering your face down and staring him the face with a pout. Your glossed lips were halfway done now, the gloss rubbing off in your rush and your brows furrowed as you peered at him.

You didn't break eye contact either, when his hands came up to squeeze at your jaw, pressing your cheeks together to puff out your lips and make the stick out.

He lifted the mask and hood part of his outfit, not too much though, just for you to see pink plump lips and the short stubble of what could be a beard. He pressed his lips against yours, releasing the hold he had on your chin and dragging his fingers down to rest comfortably around your neck.

He gave it a testing squeeze, slipping his tongue into your mouth as you both moaned into the kiss, drawing back to hear the sound of released suction before pulling you back in for a deeper one. Your tongues molded against each other and by habit you suck intently onto his, eyes shut and melting into him.

Your hands held your body up to him, palms pressing into the pillows and his other hands pulling you closer by your waist. With another moan, he pulled back and your eyes open slightly, entranced by the string if saliva still connecting you both then glancing back up at him as he'd begun to desperately push his lips to your neck.

Then to your breasts where his impatient hands shoved up your husband's shirt, tongue spread wide and licking at the tattoos on your lower waist. He bit at the skin above your pussy, sliding down your panties and shorts together before rushing back up to your lips. You both groaned at the eager kiss, lips moving quickly but simultaneously; the patterns of your makeout already seeming practiced and memorized. The moans erotic and your kiss deep like an unholy dance.

He slipped a black glove off his right hand, pulling his lips off yours reluctantly and asserting his attention onto your cunt: sticky with need. Gently, spreading the dark lips apart to see pink, his fingers played at the entrance, staring where the slick gathered. Collecting it onto two fingers, he ran them through the folds of your pussy, ever-so-lightly and almost hesitantly pressing the wetness against your clit.

You clasped a hand over your mouth immediately, a starved, throaty moan dropped from your lips at the needed touch. He pushed your legs back, and you let your other hand grab at the back of your thigh to hold it up. You breathed hard behind your palm as his face drew nearer your cunt, mumbling, "What- watchu g'nna do t'me Mr. Ghostface?" You knew the answer, but asked anyways.

You couldn't see his eyes as he looked up at you, the heat of his breath making your cunt get drooly, "G'nna eat yo pretty pussy," He pressed a kiss to your clit and you could almost sob, "Then, m' g'nna fuck the shit out you," He gives your cunt a long lick and your eyes spring fresh tears, "N' I'm g'nna make you love every second of it. Got it?"

You only nod, and he pushes the mask further up, careful not to show you his face but you could just see the shape of his nose. It pressed against your clit as he engulfed your pussy in his mouth. Eagerly sucking and licking at your cunt like he were making out with it.

"Oh fuck! Gh- ah! Shit," the hand from your mouth now grabbing at a pillow below you hastily while the other struggled to hold up your left leg, the man between your legs used his hand to keep it elevated. His tongue flicked at your clit and he sucked the fleshy mound into his mouth like a pacifyer, letting the spit that builded in his mouth to pour all over it and your folds.

Your back arched up and your left hand, having forgotten holding your leg up, grabbed at your fat breasts and played at your nipples. The strong wet muscle of his tongue, fucking into your pussy while his fingers rubbed sopping wet circles around your clit. "Mmm, ah shit, Sir," His fingers unintentionally press hard onto your clit at the last address, and he moaned into your pussy.

Switching his attention, his lips encased your clit and two long fingers invaded the plushy, velvety walls of your cunt, well-kept nails scratching softly against it; he finds the chubby mound inside you with a quickness. Your going insane: a sharp nailed hand grabbed at your breasts with the saliva that dropped from your mouth. The mouth that was sucking and spitting and slobbering all over the three fingers of yours you'd stuffed into your attention seeking mouth, moaning like a bitch.

Your tummy starts to tense up and you feel pressure building near your clit, legs twitch and you begin to shuffle away from his lips on your cunt, large hands grabbing the fat of your legs and ass. He pulls you into his face, you see white and begin to whimper and whine, "No, no, no, no, no! Ahh, shit, shit!" He kissed your cunt deeply, "C'mon, pretty thing, cum all over m'face."

Legs stiffening up, you squirted thick ropes of cum on his face, chin and directly into his mouth as he continued to suck and lap at you. You lay back, fucked out as he licked up the mess you made.

Your eyelids hung low, but you could see him pull his mask back down over his face, long dark hair appearing over his shoulders with slight waves in them. He smacked his hands against your thighs and you remembered what he listed to you, 'Then, m' g'nna fuck the shit out you.'

Letting his smacks flop you over onto your tummy like he wanted, you perked your ass up, letting it jiggle in his face as he ran his hands over the crevices of your cellulite. Lifting your ass further up, he pressed a hand into the arch of your back and then spread your cheeks before molding your ass in his hands.

You felt him shift to stand up, eyes looking at nothing but the rose bush before you and darkness, you hear a belt and a zipper from under his outfit and shuffling; you flinch at the smack of his left hand on your left ass cheek, spreading 'em again. He shifts forward, hand on the base of his cock and rather than spitting in his hand to lubricate his dick, you feel him press the meaty muscle between your pussy.

He slides his cock up and down your cunt, letting the remnants of your orgasm coat him before he pulls away and pumps it in his hand. Your hands are crossed below you and your chin rests on them, restlessly sucking at your bottom lip. You fantasize and imagine what his cock looks like or— what it would look like although you already knew.

Its girth between your cunt felt like entirely too much. Regardless of him spreading your ass, when the base of his cock reached your pussy, the rest of his tip and shaft struggled to fit between your ass with it's size.

It wasn't too long, just about average or an inch more but it surely did seem thick. You were drawn from your thoughts when he pressed the tip against your entrance, not before he let it run circles around your clit. Instinctively, you pushed your hips back against him, yelping as you earn a slap to the ass. He was circumcised.

He pumped the tip in and out, stretching you out slowly to the point where you could easily suck in the tip; this doesn't take very long. After five times of pumping it in and out you realize what he's doing.

"Shit," you whisper, fuck it, "Eren— shit! Wait, no– Ah!" He hammers his cock into your cunt from the minute you fucked up and said his name in panic, grinning behind the mask as your pussy suckles on his cock with every stroke.

He's got a slight curve in 'em, feeling it poke and prod at your insides with every thwack of his hips against your ass. Together with it, came your ah, ah, ah's, moaning out loud and desperate to have your clit played with. You're sucking and slobbering on your fingers again and he reads your mind, his fingers quickly find your clit and relentlessly torture the nerves while his cock bullies into you.

White streaks run down his cock from your pussy, a creamy ring forms at the base of his dick and makes sticky strings when your cunt connects with it. He fondles with your clit, biting his lip behind the mask when he feels you dripping onto his fingers.

All ideas of the little cat n' mouse roleplay have gone out the window, all you can think about right now is how your husband pauses for a second, rests his heavy leg onto yours to hold you down and to gain leverage before he drills his cock back into your cunt to feel you deeper.

You only chant, "Eren, eren, eren!" and squeal into the night while he grabs your hair like it's a saddle and rides into your ass like it's nobody's business. A mouth full of pillow and some of your hair, becoming a mess beneath him.

"Oh my god," You feel your clit throb hard, "Oh my god, oh my god, 'Ren— slow down, fuuuck!" He doesn't slow down, his thrusts become erratic and you hear his low moans beneath the mask that he's now pulling off as he becomes increasingly hot and sweaty.

He leans over you and the hair that hasn't stuck to his face sticks to yours, he presses open mouthed kisses at your temple and you legs convulse. You let out a loud, broken cry, clenching on his cock as he slows and cumming hard for a second time. He groans openly into your ears, following it with a kiss while spurting his hot, white cum into your cunt.

You both remain in that position for a long minute, breathing heavily with the chirps of crickets coming from somewhere in the backyard. He pulls out slowly with a duetted hiss, softly grabbing you to lay down onto the haphazardly assorted pillows.

"Holy fuck, Eren," You look up him, he's sitting back on his heels and he's tucked his dick back into to his costume. "Yea, holy fuck," He offers a slight smile.

"You think the neighbours heard all dat',? He laughs a little, "Fuck, they definitely did, oh my god," You cringe and press your hands against your face. "Shit, when'd you get yo' nails did?" His eyes widen a little in surprise, noticing three nails had already popped off and he hadn't seen this pattern yet.

Looking down at them, you scoffed, "I got 'em done yesterday, boy. N' now they look crazy as fuck, she gon' see me twice this week. I got a story to tell her too!" You looked at him accusingly and he put his hands up in innocence.

You tug down his shirt that had rolled up around your neck and shoulders and he picked up your panties and shorts, grabbing your waist to help you up as you both made your way through the back door to freshen up; then, you'd lock up the house and go to bed.

— masterlist.

#attack on titan eren #eren yeager smut #eren yeager #eren jeager #ghostface smut #kinktober #eren is ghostface #attack on titan #aot smut #eren yaeger x reader #aot anime #eren aot #shingeki no kyoujin smut #eren smut #anime smut #black coded characters #black coded reader #eren x reader #﹒﹒﹒💗 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦: 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 💌 𓂃 !

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yesitsmewhataboutit · 3 years ago

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Headcanons

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Deaf Katsuki

Virgin!Bakugo x Experienced!Y/n

How Mafia!Bakugo Spoils You

Pegging Shoto—P.2

First Time Giving Shoto Head

Long Distance Relationship With Shoto

What Mafia!Shoto Buys For You

A Normal Day With Mafia!Shoto

Shoto When You Can’t Talk (Laryngitis)

Jealous!Todoroki

Being Married To Mob!Shoto

Relationship Headcanons With Hawks (Sfw + Nsfw)

Hawks Wanting To Have Sex In The Air

Kinky Izuku

Izuku’s S/O With A Healing Quirk

Izuku After A Long Day

Bnha Boys Comforting You After A Bad Week

-> Izuku, Kirishima, Todoroki, Bakugo

Asking Bnha Boys To Slap You

-> Bakugo, Todoroki, Kirishima

Bnha Boys Helping You

-> Todoroki, Shinsou, Bakugo

Bnha Boys Sending You A Playlist

-> Bakugo, Todoroki, Shinsou

Seeing Bnha Boys Dick For The First Time

-> Izuku, Bakugo, Todoroki

Seeing Bnha Boys Muscles For The First Time

-> Izuku, Bakugo, Todoroki

Bnha Boy’s Favorite BET/VH1 Show To Watch With You(Black!Reader)

-> Kirishima, Shinsou, Hawks, Bakugo, Todoroki

Bnha Boy’s Taking Care Of You When You’re Drunk

-> Izuku, Bakugo, Todoroki

Bnha Boys When They’re Drunk

-> Izuku, Bakugo, Todoroki

They Teach You How To Touch Them (BJ + HJ)

-> Izuku, Bakugo, Todoroki

How They React When You Chirp (Omegaverse)

-> Todoroki, Bakugo, Hawks

When Your Phone Keeps Going Off While You’re Both Trying To Sleep

-> Bakugo, Hawks, Todoroki

Their Guilty Pleasures

-> Draken, Mikey, Kuroo, Oikawa, Eren

Texting-

Shoto Telling You To Sleep

Telling Bnha Boys You Wanna Break Up For A Day (Taylor Swift Album)

-> Bakugo, Shinsou, Todoroki

You Ask What Color They Want Their Cock Wrapped In (Aka you’re getting your nails done)

-> Todoroki, Bakugo, Hawks

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#bnha headcanons #bnha x reader #bnha

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riniackerman · 3 years ago

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Hii! So wanted to ask you if you could post if the aot boys found out their s/o's sh scars

S/O WITH SELF HARM SCARS

author's note. hii anon! i am so sorry this took a long time i rlly have no excuses 😭😭 dealing with loads of works atm... </3

pairing. aot men x gn!reader

with. eren yeager, armin arlert, jean kirstein, erwin smith, levi ackerman

content warnings. dark content is present. blood, scars, self-harm, blade, knife, mention of suicide

EREN YEAGER

you and eren were patrolling the scout hq. you tilted your head back to gaze at the summer night sky. it was beautiful, the moon and the stars, glazing in lines and glistering all over the black sky. but eren’s eyes were on somewhere else. your sleeves. he always wanted to ask you but didn’t have the guts to ask you. but eren himself couldn’t bother to not ask things he needed to know for weeks.

“baby why do you only wear long sleeves? isn’t it hot?” he tosses, it was a simple question but it made your heart sink. “oh- um, i don’t really feel comfortable wearing short clothes…” you were obviously seeming unusual, he could tell by your trembling looks.

“don’t lie to me” eren lets out a loud sigh. you pause for a second but smile at him, patting his back to comfort his worries. “it’s nothing. really”

“then show me your wrists.” he demands, making you stiffen on the spot. “wh-what?” you stumble at his order. you didn’t know he would be this bold.

“eren, it’s nothing like that” you chuckle once again, wanting to let the situation slide. but this made eren despair the fuck out of him, he didn’t hesitate to bring his hands over to your wrist.

“eren!” you yelp when he snatched your wrist and pulled up your sleeves, exposing the scars on display, eren’s eyes swelled when he saw the scars, yes he did expect to see scars but not like this, this is literally telling him that you didn’t want to live anymore. this was too much for him to handle.

“eren- don’t cry…” you say it with an unsteady tone when you noticed tears dropping on your wrist. all he was saying was repeating your name under his shaky breath.

“eren…” you whimper, his heart started to pound faster, he started to pant out by thinking he is going to lose another loved one from his life. you quickly hug him, to tell him that you are still here beside him.

“eren… i’ll talk to you, you can do that for me, right baby?” you smile, allowing eren to relax from his rush. he once again brings your wrist to his lips and whispers onto it. this was the moment when you realized eren was much more than you thought and imagined. this boy could dedicate everything to see his soulmate happy. “yes baby, i can do that. always… and forever”

ARMIN ARLERT

“[name]? what is this?” armin drops few flowers onto the floor when he entered your dorm while you were changing. he clearly could see the scars on your thighs and legs, he couldn’t think straight.

tears started to pool out when he realized you were hiding all those pains behind your smile. how torturous could that be? you quickly grabbed a towel next to you and wrapped it around your hips, hiding the scars from armin.

he slowly made his way to you, his shaky arms wrapped around you slowly, he pulled you closer to himself and embraced you with comfort. you wanted to say something, anything, but all you could do was cry on his shoulder. felt thankful that someone had finally noticed your pain and felt guilty, sorry for armin at the same time.

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m sorry” he apologized over again and again, because he couldn’t notice it before, if he had noticed some time ago he sure could have helped you, stopped you from doing this.

your tears left damps on his chest, soaked in tears and you rubbed it off with your palms in guilts, felt so sorry for him because you knew he would blame himself for you to be in this state.

“armin, armin, armin” you shakily call out his name but he denies looking at you. he couldn’t handle the effort to look at his soulmate in tears of blame and pain. “armin, look at me” you whisper ever so softly in his embrace.

he slowly pulled himself from you and looked at you in your eyes, but as expected he shed tears, started to cry even more than you. you were shocked to see him like this, you quickly wrapped your arm around his back and his neck, patting on it to comfort him.

“armin, oh armin” you tiptoed to hug him tighter, he just stood there, buried his face down to cry on your shoulder and neck.

JEAN KIRSTEIN

“wh-what?” jean’s shaky voice behind the doors made your heart sink to the buttom of the ocean. you were alone in the canteen, taking your stress off blading your wrists, letting drops of blood fall down your elbow and onto the floor.

jean hurriedly runs over to you, snatching the knife away from your grip and throwing it onto the floor audaciously. with his bare hands, he hemostasis your wrist to stop the bleeding, his hands are shaking, so fast that it was hard for him to pressure the bleeding. “fuck, why did this happen” was all he repeated.

you just sat there looking at the panic on his face, started to go zone out, and realize what you have done to your boyfriend. “j-jean” you whisper, wanting to apologize or say anything would stop worrying you but nothing could stop him right now.

“shhh don’t say anything, i’m here, everything is okay now” he hugs you while still pressuring you bleeding arm. his shakily pats the behind of your neck, making you shed in tears. “sorry. i’m sorry, i’m sorry” you whimper in surrow.

“it’s okay, don’t be, we can figure this out. alrighr babe?” he pulls you away and you see your blood is all over his hand, wrist and his clothes. blood everywhere, yes you could feel the pain on your skin but nothing came across your mind. all you could think was jean, only him.

seeing how panicked jean was acting and how worried he is to you made your heartache so much, so much you couldn’t handle it anymore. drops of tears fell from your swelled eyes, you could only mouth ‘jean’, ‘i’m sorry’. as much as you wanted to use your voice, you just couldn’t.

ERWIN SMITH

“[name] commander wants to see you” you turn around when you heard moblit across the hall. you found it weird but didn’t complain since you wanted to see him for the whole day. you nodded as an answer and headed to erwin’s office.

you creak open the door and saw erwin sitting on the couch, the back of his head facing you. you carefully go over to the couch and took a seat next to him. erwin looked frustrated and worried. “erwin? is everything okay?” you quesrion.

“are you okay?” he asks, for no reason, this made your heart to ache so much. it was just a normal question. “huh? yeah, i’m okay” you forcefully let out a smile with a shaky voice.

“no you’re not” erwin suddenly hugs you, making you drop few tears on his shoulder in disbelief. how did he know? were you that obvious? every day you tried to hide your pain from everyone else, scared if it was going to bother them.

“yeah erwin, i’m totally not okay, i’m really hurt, i don’t know what i’m doing.” you sobber in his brace. letting your sorrows all on him. erwin says nothing but pats your head and your shoulder, trying to comfort his soulmate shaking in dread.

“it’s okay sweetheart, i’m here, everyone is here for you” erwin helps you to sit on his lap. he lifts your shorts and reveals scars on your thighs. he smooths your scars with his palm.

seconds later he looks up at you, his blue crystal eyes met yours, you tried to smile while you were crying which made erwin’s heart to break apart.

“you look so beautiful sweetheart” he smiles, your eyes swelled at his words. “but you would look much more beautiful without them, can you do that for me? can you show me how beautiful you would look without those? i’ll be waiting” erwin smiles, letting you scatter tears, you are ashamed of yourself, shame that you didn’t open up to him a long time ago.

LEVI ACKERMAN

“what the fuck?” levi hisses when he noticed scars showing between the folds tightened in your wrist. you always had a cloth around your wrist. levi only thought you did this for some kind of a make-over, never though there were pains underneath.

levi stumbles his way to you across the hall. he snatched your arm and unknots the cloth, letting it fall on the floor, finally revealing the scars at sight. he got mad, he went insane, he wasn’t mad at you. he was mad at himself. mad that himself for not noticing it before, he treated you so bad and rough while you were dealing with something worse.

he felt so guilty and sorry for you, if he knew what was going on, he could have treated you better or comfort you despite he didn’t really know how to.

“levi???” you snatch yourself from his grip, he tilts his head at you, completely zoned out at what he just saw. “wh- what the fuck is this?” he murmurs, desperate to know who or what made you to this to yourself.

“levi no it’s nothing like that” you tried to comfort him but it wasn’t helping. levi was already lost in disbelief. “who, i mean, what did this to you? do i-” levi rushed himself, he was ready to kill anything or anyone that was hurting you.

“no no no levi, calm down. i’m sorry, i’m sorry” you apologized, which made him mad even more. why are you apologizing? “[name], don’t do this, thinking fucking straight. if you kill yourself i’m going to kill myself. i can’t lose anyone now, i’ve been through so much. please. don’t do this” a single tear dropped down from his drifted raven eyes.

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