#god I love pathetic eren

[elamoure]

I forgot to post this one here! 🥺 anyways that stupid cookie trend that went around skaksks

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[harley-rose25]

Sad, Pathetic Eren is Best Eren.

Title says it;

I binged all of Attack on Titan this past week and I just have to say that this, this right here is best Eren. Sad wet chihuahua Eren; crying, like a toddler throwing a tantrum, over his own choices Eren. The boi is pathetic and I love it.

[porcalinecunt]

𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐔𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇!

🪽 ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ how aot men would treat their himbo incubus! ~

·˚ ◌༘͙[featuring] ! ˊ 𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍, 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍, 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈, 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑

cw — ftm!reader. lots of rough sex. dumbification. overstimulation. breeding to the max. size kink. spanking. masochism(?) oral sex. throat fucking. cumshot. multiple orgasms.

◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ author’s note! : i made this while violently down horrendous for aot men jfc i was possessed anyways! this will be my last post as im going on a trip soon, so enjoy! 🎀

₊˚ෆ 𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑

to be blunt, eren can be a bit of a meanie! after all, you came at such a poor time. the man was too busy jerking off to whatever porn he found, desperately trying to get himself off when you came and ruined his orgasm. as if you weren’t enough of a nuisance, you proceeded to act dumb in front of an annoyed and furiously horny eren. you’re sweet babbling came to a rude halt once the brunette grabbed you by the waist and threw you onto your stomach while you faced the end of the bed. you couldn’t get a word in before you felt something pry at your soaked pussy, turning your head to see your mortal host push himself inside of you and violently snapping his hips against yours. it was only the beginning of his frustrated tirade on your poor cunt, maybe you should’ve shut your mouth or be a little more considerate of your hosts!

“h-hah..eren! g-gentle!—“ you whined like a bitch in heat, only to be met with another harsh smack on your bare ass that was littered in eren’s handprints. you couldn’t help but look back through puffy, wet eyes at the mortal who was fucking you with such ferocity. a green eyed glare made you turn away in embarrassment, before a hand forced you to face him again. god, the way he looked at you could easily rival every man you stole an orgasm from. “e-eren..” you moaned, earning you a hard snap from his hips as he leaned closer to you. the smell of cigarettes still lingered around him.

“who’s fault is it that you got yourself in this mess? hm? not me. now shut up and take my cock like a good little incubus..”

₊˚ෆ 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍

secretly (not really tho), jean adores your naivety. even more so knowing exactly what you are, i mean, how can a literal sex demon be so stupid? a question he’ll never get answers to, but why matter? not when you finally find him in a state of carnal desire. jean will never forget your cute dumb face once you saw his hard cock out in full fuckin’ glory. he was huge, so huge, you struggled to take in his girth. pathetic kitty licks ‘n kisses on his leaking tip to helplessly grinding on his length, it only turned him on even more. enough to where you already completed your task, and yet here you were, continuously pumped full of his cum inside your ruined cunt. the best part? jean wasn’t gonna stop anytime soon, not until you stop making that stupid fucked out face that only gets him hard all over again!

seven rounds later and he still was nowhere near done. your incubus mark that rested on your womb glowed furiously in a hot pink shade, signifying your pleasure and satisfaction with your host. jean knew damn well of this, but continued to fuck you cum filled cunt as a pace only a rabbit could possibly do. “jean..! i-i can’tttt! too much! ah!” you babbled through drool soaked lips, only to be silenced by a sloppy kiss from him. he couldn’t even kiss you properly while being pussydrunk beyond oblivion. lifting you head, you watched in awe at the sight of jean stuffing your pussy full of cock, a small bump in your womb from how many times he creampied you.

“stay with me baby, i know you can take another one in you..you’re doing such a good job f’me love. shit..!”

₊˚ෆ 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍

the short and sweet of this man is how little he takes your bullshit. trying to get a good night sleep was difficult enough with your constant whining for attention. you were waiting for a chance to get your cunt pounded by the mortal, only to see him trying to go to sleep instead. however, your efforts weren’t in vain, as levi shot up and yanked you over his lap. you could feel his dick growing harder and harder in his pants as he tore off your flimsy thong that barely covered shit. a calloused hand came down on your bare ass, a sharp smack! startled you as your body jolted forwards only to be pulled back roughly by levi. hit after hit, the pain became an intoxicating pleasure as your cunt soaked itself in arousal, your painfully swollen clit begging to be touched. unfortunately, levi wasn’t the easiest to falter.

smack! a yelp tore out of your sore throat followed by a weak whine, the stinging pain slowly numbing your ass before you were forced back down to earth by another harsh strike. “no..no more..! hurts t-too mu—“ SMACK! another strike startled you from your rambling, almost falling off of levi’s lap where he pulled you up roughly by the tail and secured you tightly. you didn’t have to look at him to know how fed up he was with you antics, or how aroused he was. you wanted so badly for him to just have his way with you, spitting you open and bruising your insides. a tinge of regret only grew bigger as his painfully obvious boner poked at your thigh. fuck, he was hung down there, if only you just behaved yourself!

“what’s the matter? quit squirming like a brat and sit the fuck still. you asked for this.”

₊˚ෆ 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐍

did you piss of this literal giant on purpose? maybe, and what’s wrong with that? infiltrating a wet dream of him getting sucked off by some rando he found hot, fusing reality with fantasy until it abruptly ended before he could cum. you couldn’t help but giggle at poor reiner, well, until he forced you onto your knees and finished the damn job himself. it didn’t matter how many cocks you’ve swallowed, you struggled to take reiner’s full length as he mercilessly fucked your throat inch by inch until your nose was touching his pubic hairs. the stretch of his girth had your throat and mouth stuffed full until you couldn’t utter a word out. don’t think he’ll stop there either! the moment his dick twitches, he’ll pull out and cum all over that pretty face of yours. such an erotic sight gets him hard all over again, only this time, he’ll breed your throat full.

“atta boy. putting that mouth to good fucking use after that stunt you pulled..don’t worry, i’m not even close to done.”

© porcalinecunt 🪽ᯓᡣ𐭩ྀི do not steal, translate, or use my work and claim as your own.

[lolitakirstein]

Sleepy men

How the men of Aot sleep/cuddle and what they wear

Ft: Eren Levi Jean Reiner

Cw: nothing really, fluff? Hint of smuttiness. 

EREN: He’s a restless sleeper. Constantly tossing and turning. Mumbling. Slinging his arms over and around you when he rolls over to curl up next to you, mushing his face into the crook of your neck and kissing it. He generally just wears his boxers, nothing fancy. “I sleep hot,” he admits. And good god yes the guy is a FURNACE, you sometimes have to push away from him during the night because he gets so warm. “Get back here” he’ll whines, reaching blindly for your body across the bed. “You’re burning me up!” you say, putting space between you and his hot body. He’ll groan and then throw the covers off of you, exposing you to the cold room. He smirks as you yelp at the cool air and immediately curl back up into him.  The heat DOES pay off in the winter because you sneak your cold feet onto his back. “Goddamn, get those ice cubes off of me!” he mumbles sleepily into the pillow. “But your sooooo warm,” you giggle. 

Levi: He sleeps like a Victorian child struck down with the plague. On his back, hands across his chest like he’s in a casket. He doesn’t move once during the night. “I don’t want to mess up the bed that much,” he says. He wears luxury silk pajamas with his initials on them. It was difficult when you first started sleeping together, you didn’t know if he was a cuddler or not so you just laid on your side next to him for the first few stays over. However, you got brave enough and ask “Do you like to cuddle?” He takes a beat before answering, “Its been awhile since i’ve done such activities but i’m not opposed to it.” You take that as a go-ahead and wrap up against his side, his arm curls around your shoulder, gently stroking your bare arm. “Is this ok?” you ask. He sighs, “Actually this is perfect.” He loves having the weight of you on top of him, sometimes your legs thrown over his. Even when you turn away in your sleep, he will reach a hand to keep on you, just a reminder that you are there with him. 

JEAN: This man is a fucking BED HOG! No matter how big the bed is, they cant contain his tall frame and long legs. He sleeps in a band tshirt and basketball shorts. He will let you wear one of his tshirts to bed as well. He’s a blanket snob too, always stealing them from around you. “Jean I’m cold!,” you pout, trying to tug the covers from around him. He’ll laugh at your pathetic whining and pull you to where you are both on your sides facing each other. His long legs tangling with yours. “Better,” he’ll ask, kissing your nose. “Much” you mumble into his chest, inhaling his scent. When you have a nightmare and are fretting around in your sleep, he will wrap his lean arms around you, kissing your sweat-damp head trying to soothe you. “Hey i’m here, its ok.” he’ll murmur. He easily relaxes you back to sleep. 

REINER: He sleeps in flannel pants and shirtless AND he is a CUDDLER!!!! From the moment your ass hits the mattress he is dragging you close to his body. He loves spooning, the feel of your naked back against his bare chest and the smell of your clean hair is like a sedative to him. “God you smell so good,” he says into your neck. He’s always struggled falling asleep, but once you started spending the nights, he was finally able to get the best sleep he’s ever got. He loves it when you spoon him, draping your tiny body over his muscular back, sometimes tracing your fingers up and down his back and kissing the nape of his neck as you both drift off. When you sleep on your back he lays on his side to face you and wraps his arm over your torso, legs intertwined. He loves watching you sleep, and how peaceful you look. It makes him feel so incredibly lucky. You always wake up to him stealing kisses on your neck or chest or even between your legs. He is ALSO ravenous in the morning. 

[manikeri]

too rough..

content warming: rough sex, dirty talk, stomach issues (he tore your shit up), breeding, aftercare, little bit of begging, whiny dom! eren, sub! reader, enjoy!

summary: Eren just can’t control himself when he’s inside your pretty pussy! He goes so rough that you have cramps, don’t worry though. Your renny would never ever just leave you like that! Forgive him?

“Heyyy baby…” Eren coos while rubbing your back gently, his weight putting a dent in the bed as he sat next to your cradled body. Your knees to your chest with the blanket over your body. You nudged your body forward a little before wincing at the pain that shot through your tummy.

It was all his fault!! You had the whole day planned out! You were gonna go on a coffee run, go on a target shopping spree, maybe even grab a bite to eat! But nooo…

Don’t get it twisted you love your pretty boy, so much! He just has a problem.. an addiction.. to your pussy. Last night was the 3rd time this week he woke you up in the middle of the night to have sex!!!

I mean.. you weren’t sleeping anyways.. but that’s not the point!!! You were getting there, ok?!

“please don’t be like that.. I said sorry..”

“…”

“really? Silent treatment?”

“…my stomach hurts”

“i know baby, I’m sorry I brought you some aleve and water”

Eren kneeled in front of you as you sat up from your fetal position holding your stomach. You took the pills and drank the water while staring at him.. god he was so pretty

His forearms resting on his knees as his head was tilted to the side, you watched as he brung his tattooed hands up to your things rubbing them slowly. You couldn’t help but let your mind wander off to what happened last night

“fuck! too r-rough ren!” you screamed for the millionth time tonight.

“pussy feels so. fuckin. good. babyyyy… oh my god i love you so much” he whined as he continued fucking himself out in your pretty cunny

You layed your head back down as he gave you the most lethal backshots known to man, you tried putting your hand on his abdomen but that didn’t work.. he was saying things like

“shitt.. no, not right now baby. please don’t keep this from me right now”

“please baby please just let me have it. All of it”

“Stop doing that..! I need this so badly, please let me make the both of us feel good baby.”

All you could do was whine along with him! You both were so pathetic. Fucking each other stupid at 1 in the morning. Your eyes rolling back as you bit the blanket. His hips having a mind of their own, his cheeks dusted a baby pink, his eyes furrowed in pleasure, and his mouth hanging open as he watched where you both connected.

You started to throw it back a little on him, you hated seeing him do all the work. You never wanted to be a pillow princess. You love pleasing your man, and man did he love you pleasing him

“shit! you trynna one up me baby?”

“n-no.. just wanna make you feel good”

“makin’ me feel real good baby”

He let out a shaky sigh before grabbing your hips and ramming into you with all his might. You squealed into the blanket as you took his harsh strokes. Eventually you felt a tingly feeling building up in your stomach, Eren knew before you could say anything to him.

“I know baby i feel it, just let it go.. fuck me…”

“want you to cum with me!”

“fuck! You’re driving me crazy y/n… shit im gonna cum, cum with me please baby please”

You came on instant a loud moan leaving your lips as your eyes crossed and squeezed you eyes shut, a loud groan coming immediately after.

All that could be heard were heavy breaths and squelching as eren rode out both of your highs. He finally pulled out and laid down next to you, only to find you already dead asleep. He kissed your forehead before drifting off himself

“if you keep staring at me like that you’re gonna be complaining about your tummy for the rest of the week” he said poking the flesh and giggling after you kick his calf.

“Just jokes beautiful, come on, I got you a surprise” he says getting up and walking to the door before turning around and seeing you still on the bed.

“hey, baby.. im really sorry i went so rough yesterday. You have every right to be angry-”

“im not angry ren.”

“so why aren’t you coming wit-”

“I can’t walk…”

His mouth opens in realization before walking out with explanation, then back in with a bunch of presents. Your favorite drink, snacks, new plushies for your collection. Some bags from your favorite store.

You smiled and held your arms out for him to hug you, he put everything on the bed and walked over to your side of the bed with a smile

“I love you rennie”

“I love you more baby.”

[prettygiri222]

Hi baby idk if ur requests are on but can u pls do a black reader who doesn’t have a lot of ass (baby I be reading these fanfics (not urs) and it always has black women with fat ass and big boobs and I’m like 😔 that ain’t me) and who doesn’t smoke, with like anyone but maybe wit eren or Connie, thank you sm girl and even if u don’t do this I appreciate u reading this hottie.

Girl I feel you, my shit not the fattest either but I do smoke myself so that's why it's present in some of my stories😭

Connie x Black Fem Reader SMUT

“stop playing with me mama,” Connie quickly ushered your naked bodies into his bedroom. clothes lost from the heated makeout session that took place on the leather couch in the living room. the movie playing long forgotten on the flat-screen TV. “get on the bed.”

“ah!” you let out a little gasp when he brought his large hands down and delivered a slight slap to your ass. excited for what was coming next you let out a little giggle as you crawled onto the bed. you got into position as you always did, missionary. with you on your back and pulling back your legs so they rested near your head.

Connie loved being able to see your pretty face scrunch up in pleasure. the way your eyes crossed when a particularly strong orgasm raked through your body. the access he had to play with your small tits, his huge hands dwarfing them. he loved the way you clenched extra hard when he tweaked or sucked on your nipples leaving them puffy and sore in the morning. 

your slacked jaw gives Connie free entry to your mouth to spit and suck on your tongue, mixing saliva. you're left breathless, gasping for air unable to kiss him back with moans being forced out into his mouth by his deep strokes. or when halfway you would give up on holding your leg and clutch onto him for dear life. your smaller body jostling against his sweaty one as he pounded into your pussy, basically drowning in your slick.

but today he wanted to try something different.

“can you get on your hands and knees for me please?” your boyfriend asked, staring intently at you from above. your cunt was already glistening from just making out but he was no better. his dick was standing at attention between his legs just waiting to find its way inside you.

“ok…” you meekly replied wanting to please your boyfriend. you slowly dragged yourself into the new position. the arch you presented to your boyfriend was utterly pathetic. you felt embarrassed feeling more exposed despite holding yourself open for him only a few moments ago.

“you can do better than that,” Connie said. you felt him nudge his dick against your soaking cunt. 

“I can't” you let your head fall against the mattress. god, this was so humiliating. until now Connie never mentioned anything about wanting to try doggy style but you hated it. always jumping into a position that allowed the two of you to be face to face. you loved the sight of Connie above you. his happy trail that led to a sharp v-line, the way his abs flexed after every thrust made you so wet and his caring eyes that watched your every move to see how you would react. a cute way to tell that Connie was close was the way his pink lips quivered faster the closer he got to his orgasm.

but the underlying reason you preferred missionary above all was because anytime you watched porn you noticed how in every video the girls in doggy always had the fattest asses, something you didn’t have. but it wasn’t something that made you self-conscious. you just didn’t think you would enjoy it as much cause of it.

you loved your smaller body and showing it off. like earlier today, you were wearing a tight baby tee and your favourite pair of low waisted jeans that showed off your deep back dimples. Connie could not keep his hands off you, they trailed your exposed skin before pulling at your belt loops. it was his signal that he wanted them off.

Connie on the other hand didn’t mind indulging in your love for missionary. seeing his girl happy and fucked out made him feel good but he felt like he wasn’t able to give you all he had. Connie's dick wasn't the biggest but it was really thick and girthy with a downward curve due to how heavy it hung. 

what he noticed after prodding around at your insides with his fingers and memorizing all your soft spots was that your most sensitive spot was upwards, toward your stomach. so in missionary he could only brush it and not abuse it how he wanted.

wanting to hear no more of your complaints Connie took matters into his own hands. he grabbed you by the hips and pulled you closer to the edge of the bed where he was standing. before you could turn and see what he was doing he pressed his hand in between your shoulder blades and forced you down face first into the mattress. “oh sweetie, but you can”

your newfound arch was delicious. your upper body was pressed flat against the bed creating a deep curve in your spine that led to your ass that was being held up by Connie. you turned your head to the side so you could breathe

“look at you, so talented,” he praised, marvelling at your body. it was amazing how you could take his dick like a fucking champ yet you were so tiny compared to him. his huge hands swallowed each of your asscheeks as he kneaded them while teasing the tip of his dick against your slicked hole.

“I'm going in,” your boyfriend gave you a brief warning to prepare for the stretch but you weren't ready. you're so used to his curve going down towards your spine so feeling it go up into your tummy was new.

“oh my goddd” you whined out. he bottomed out quickly, his tip kissing your cervix. you instinctively pulled away from him already feeling overwhelmed.

“where you going ma?” Connie stuck his thumbs into your back dimples to give him some leverage. he easily pulled you back onto his dick. you let out a cry as he forced himself inside. “you feeling me deep inside?”

“yeaaa,” the wet squelching sounds of your pussy coating his dick could be heard. some of your wetness dripped down your thighs. after each thrust you could feel yourself being stretched out to fit his size. “all in my tummy pa”

the view Connie had was amazing. he spread your brown cheeks so he could watch himself slide in and out of your tiny cunt, the pink of your pussy appearing when he pulled out. he watched as your creamy paste began to coat his dick. pap! pap! pap! it was like music to his ears. 

you were already soaking wet, the sheets underneath where you two connected was drenched and turning darker in colour. so for the pure obscenity of it Connie spat on the shaft of his dick. he groaned watching as your hole greedily slurped it up along with his dick. 

“you hear that mama?” pap! pap! pap! Connie gave you a second to listen to the sounds your body was making. it was straight-up pornographic. “that’s how you know I’m hitting it right.”

“uhuhuh” your boyfriend was showing you what you were missing out all this time during missionary. his cock struck the same spot each time. it felt so good that it was starting to hurt.

the force of Connie's pelvis slapping against your ass was enough to send you flying forward every thrust. and each time he pulled you back like you were a fucking ragdoll. you couldn't do anything but take everything he was giving you.

you reached out to trying to grab something, whether it was the sheets, his arm, the bedframe, you just needed something to brace yourself. Connie watched as your tiny hands struggled to grasp at his sheets.

your poor pussy was going to be bruised in the morning from how rough Connie was being. once he found your sweet spot he didn't let up, the intensity he was pounding at it was insane. he didn’t let up, not that you would allow him to either.

each time Connie pulled out your pussy just sucked him back in. pap! pap! pap! the sight and the sounds you were making had his dick twitching, aching for release. and your cunt felt like heaven, all warm and wet. he wasn’t going to last any longer in this position. “ma, I'm so close.” he groaned.

“me to me to” you moaned out against the bed. the growing feeling in your stomach was about to burst. your legs shook like a fawn taking its first steps. you sunk further into the bed arching deeper into Connie needing just a bit more. his tip reaching your cervix was the final push, “m’cumming” you whined out.

you pressed your face into the sheets when the overwhelming feeling hit you. Connie let out a low whimper feeling you clenched tightly around his cock stopping him in his tracks. unable to pull out he was forced to release inside you, painting your insides.

“knew your lil ass would love it.” he chuckled watching you twitch underneath him. he waited until your sopping cunt stopped spasming around his dick. one you both finished your orgasms he pulled out watching as his cum mixed with your fluids spilled out of your quivering hole.

hope this was to your liking <3 my requests are open but I'll do another post on that later

[gbukkii]

A/N: had this idea while eating a big fat fucking burrito and two packs of gushers big and horny, pls enjoy :).

synopsis: you're crazy horny during ovulation, after a week of being sexually frustrated you finally did something about it.

tags: y/n is a squirter, creampie?, dick sucking, face riding, ovulation, missionary?

ｅａｔ　ｍｅ　！　；　ｅｒｅｎ　ｙｅａｇｅｒ

May God forgive you.

You thought to yourself as you cuddled with your boyfriend. His big hand rubbed up and down on your thick thigh, heightening the feeling of butterflies in your stomach.

You couldn't focus on the movie playing in front of you, the feeling in your underwear was too severe.

You are no better than a man.

Ovulation week for you was hell, especially when your boyfriend was six feet and tatted up.

This whole week was filled with you touching yourself to ease the tension between your legs, but it obviously didn't work.

Eren is a busy man, who is always working hard. This left you home alone most of the time when you didn't attend your college classes.

When you first woke up this week you immediately pressed a vibrator on your clit, and you made yourself squirt thinking about the way Eren touches you.

The next day you used the showerhead when you got back home from your lecture, making your legs shake thinking about the way Eren coaxes orgasms out of you.

When Eren got home that day, there was no hot water, which made him grumpy in a cold shower.

Wednesday was the worst. The big dildo that you slid in and out of your wet pussy wasn't satisfying you the way Eren would.

You tried desperately throughout the whole week to ease the tension between your thighs, and it didn't work. Now you're here squirming at the mere sight of your boyfriend.

"Baby, what's wrong?" He asked, noticing the way you were squirming uncomfortably beneath his touch. His deep voice snapped you out of your trance.

You didn't even realize you were zoned out, thinking about all the nasty things you wanted him to do.

"Hm?" You softly hummed, looking at Eren with your pretty eyes. He looked down at you with a tiny smile.

"You okay? You zoned out there for a bit." He said, bringing up the hand that was rubbing on your thigh up to your face, he gently caressed your cheek.

"Yeah, I'm just a little sleepy." You told him, you stared into his green orbs. You intently stared at his face, admiring every single feature he had.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked with a tiny smirk. This question made you blush and quickly look away.

"Looking at you like what?" You mumbled, staring at the television now. You then felt Erens hand grab your chin. He made you look at him again.

"Like you wanna eat me." After he said that, you looked at him and then down his luscious lips. You quickly kissed him, and he kissed you back. He was surprised at your eagerness.

You were moaning into his mouth, the sloppy kiss making you wetter than you were before.

Eren pulled you onto his lap, and he groaned feeling you grinding yourself onto his erection.

You pulled away from the kiss, "I needed you so bad this week." You softly told him before he grabbed your neck, leaving marks all over you.

You softly moaned at his touch, you were always so sensitive. He smiled while kissing your skin.

"You sound so good, baby." He said, pulling himself away from your neck. He used both of his hands to remove the hoodie you were wearing.

"No bra?" He teased you. He looked at your perky titties before sucking on them.

He nibbled on your sensitive nipples, using his tongue and teeth to provoke more noises out of you.

You were squirming on top of him as he continued to alternate between both of your breasts.

He held you firmly as you moved around on his clothed dick. "Stop moving." He mumbled as he continued to show love to your chest.

"I need you, please." You said you sounded pathetic. Since Eren was so busy, you missed him and his big dick.

"Then show me how much you need me, baby." He said, removing his hands from your waist and putting them behind his head with a smirk.

You moved down between his legs, tugging at the fabric of his sweatpants. You pulled them down with ease revealing his American Eagle boxers. You could see the outline of his thick member.

You wasted no time pulling his boxers down and putting his pretty cock in your mouth.

Eren looked down at you as your plump lips were wrapped around his shaft. He lets out a groan, rutting his hips up into your mouth as you continue to suck his dick.

His dick was so big, every time he moved his hips the tip of his dick hit the back of your throat.

Sucking his dick was making you teary-eyed, fat tears rolling down your cheeks as he mumbled nonsense.

"Mmm, you're so good at this. Such a slut for me huh?" He said as he continued to move his hips up.

You were sucking his dick so soppily, spit was running down onto his hips and dripping down onto the leather material of the couch.

Eren was close to cumming, his groans becoming more frequent. He brought his hands to your silk bonnet, holding the silk and your hair beneath it.

He then came into your mouth, and you continued to suck him off while swallowing his load.

He smirked, looking down at you, "Come up here and sit on my face." You wasted no time.

You crawled back on top of him, pulling your shorts and panties down all in one before steadily lowering yourself on Erens face.

You held onto the top of the expensive sofa. You could feel Erens tongue moving around your sensitive pussy.

"Holy shit, this feels so fucking good." You moaned loudly, you knew your neighbors were tired of hearing you this week.

Hearing you made Eren go faster. He was sucking on your clit, his whole mouth wrapped around your pussy. He was solely focusing on making you feel good.

You were grinding yourself on his face, your clit bumping into his nose at times.

You continued to moan loudly before the knot in your stomach snapped. With a loud whine, you squirted all over Erens face.

You shyly moved off of Erens face back onto the couch. Your juices were all over Erens mouth and were dripping down his chin.

Eren took his sweater off, revealing his chiseled torso and his artistic tattoos.

You then started to kiss him again. Eren laid you down as you continued to passionately kiss.

You could taste yourself on his lips, and you moaned into his mouth. He then pulled himself away from the kiss, lining himself up with your entrance.

"You're gonna take all of me since you needed me so bad right?" He asked before he slowly slid himself into you.

You moaned at his nasty words and the way his dick felt inside of you. Your legs involuntarily went up, making Eren grab them. He forced them towards your head.

Eren has you folded up in ways you thought weren't possible.

"Eren, it's too much..." You loudly moaned as Eren stuffed you with his big dick. In and out, in and out. He continued to fuck you at a fast pace.

"Isn't this what you wanted? Dirty girl." He said, making you whine.

The movie in the background was long forgotten. All that could be heard in the apartment was the noises of your pussy, and your cute little moans.

His balls were harshly hitting your skin. Eren was groaning as he harshly fucked you.

He was looking at the fucked out expression on your face. The way you bit your bottom lip trying to keep yourself quiet, he thought it was all so cute.

"I'm gonna stuff you full of me, cum all in that pretty pussy." He said as he quickened his pace.

"I'm gonna-" And before you could even finish your sentence you squirted all over his dick. The juices from your pussy dripped down onto the couch.

Eren then chased his orgasm while fucking you through yours. He loudly groaned, babbling before cumming inside of you.

He then pulled out, using his fingers to stuff the leftover cum inside you.

Eren finally caught on to your odd behaviors this week, realizing why you were acting so horny and awkward this week.

"You're the reason the water was cold on Tuesday?"

[aalloochaat]

no but sick!eren would be the biggest menace ever and im here for it tbh

stage one of eren getting sick? denial. he’ll pretend he’s not sick, even though he’s coughing so hard you’re afraid his lungs are gonna fall out. 

claims he doesn’t get sick, doesn’t need to be taken care of because “im not a baby, goddamnit!”

he is the biggest, clingiest, whiniest baby you’ve ever met. 

can and WILL pout that you’re not giving him any kisses. tries to pull you close for cuddles, but you resist, keeping a safe distance.

“i’m not getting sick too, eren u dumbass man child”

“NOOOO BUT I LOVE YOU BABY WHY WONT YOU KISS ME ☹️☹️☹️☹️”

he’ll settle down once you put on a tv show (because i firmly consider him an ipad kid) and give him some homemade chicken noodle soup. he almost cries because no one has made soup for him before.

one thing about eren is that he gets SO emotional when he’s sick he literally becomes the 🥺 emoji

he’s delirious as fuck because of his fever but god forbid he’ll ever have medicine for it. because according to him, “ ‘s all part of a conspiracy theory, pretty girl! they're gonna like, control us!!! i dont trust the hospitals they just want money1!!!! just… just rub some dirt on me and i'll be brand new !!!!!!!”

“eren, your father is literally a doctor.” “yeah but i hate him so he doesn’t count!”

has to be spoon fed or he’ll refuse to eat. once he starts feeling better after eating, he WILL try and sneak out of bed to run around and show off his sTrEnGtH only to puke up all the food because he got dizzy. 

he’s also very unpredictable ??????? he just doesn’t like being sick but isn’t willing to do anything to become better but at the same time complains about being sick and wanting something to make him feel better BUT WILL LITERALLY REFUSE MEDICINES? (he wants you to baby him even more but he’d rather go on a date with that stupid horseface than admit it)

whines about being bored, pats his lap and winks at you when you ask him what he wants to do. you just roll your eyes at him.

what a pathetic little mess of a man. you love him <3

[levisjinchuriki]

what kind of lover they are

eren jaeger, armin arlert, reiner braun, levi ackerman, jean kirschstein, connie springer

warning: nsfw content!!!

eren jaeger 

definitely is a passionate lover

likes to take his time with you when you deserve it

loves praising you and talking you through orgasms

not shy about moaning in your ear

wants you to know you make him feel good 

he likes when you pull his hair as he goes down on you

“harder, baby. shit-”

has to tie his hair back sometimes cause it gets in the way

favorite position is missionary cause he likes your reactions

loves eye contact as he’s pleasuring you 

“no, no- eyes on me… that’s it” 

doesn’t hesitate to discipline you if you’ve been bad 

will switch to dom real quick

chokes you until you feel like you’re floating in and out of consciousness

you’ve entered subspace more times than you can count

likes to bite your thighs and calves while he holds you in a mating press

“god, you feel so good”

breeding kink!!!!!! 

will pump his cum into you over and over just to be sure 

armin arlert

armin is a sweet, caring, seemingly innocent, church boy 

loves to praise you

body worship

“always so pretty, baby”

loves even more when you praise him 

“good boy” will have him whining for you 

kisses you through every stage of intimacy

goes crazy for neck kisses and hickies

holds your hand when he’s on top 

corruption kink 

inexperienced when you met but is now a freak

usually is a sub

always begs for you to make him feel good, making sure to use his manners of course

always wants to please you 

loves hearing you moan when he goes down on you 

can become dominant, but only if you ask him to

mild degradation and humiliation kink during this phase, but only after he confirms it’s okay with you

“is this what you wanted? pathetic…”

always gives you gentle aftercare, whether he’s dom or not

kissing your body when he’s finished 

gives you a lengthy massage on your sore muscles as an apology

“my poor baby, look what you made me do”

levi ackerman 

intense lover 

can pleasure you whether he’s rough or gentle

likes to overstimulate you when he’s in a good mood

gets pleasure from making you feel good

usually holds back his own release as long as he can

coaxes multiple orgasms from you until you’re crying for him

“you can give me one more, can’t you?”

you love to act up because captain levi comes out 

his deep voice immediately puts you in your place

the king of brat taming 

“what did i say, hm?”

he’ll spank you until your skin his red

will pin you down so you’re forced to take what he gives you as he pounds into you 

loves taking control over everything you do

“did i say you could speak?”

likes to cum on your backside, stomach or chest

usually leaves bruises for you to find the next morning

reiner braun 

roughhhhhh

obvious daddy kink

size kink  

he’s so big!!! you’re worried he won’t fit inside you

“make it fit”

favorite position is when you ride him 

he loves feeling how he stretches you out each time 

takes control by grabbing onto your hips and setting his own bruising pace

reiner is obsessed with edging you, loving how you tighten up around him just before you cum 

“uh-uh, hold it”

will torture you by rubbing your overstimulated nub

makes you suck on his thumb

leaves handprints on you when he spanks you 

likes to dig in your guts 

presses down on your stomach so you can feel his bulge from inside

holds your back down to deepen your arch during doggy style

“cum for me, good girl”

always left twitching when reiner is done with you

jean kirschstein

loves face-sitting

wants you to suffocate him with your thighs

hooks his arms around your legs so you aren’t tempted to lift off of him

will get drunk off the taste of you

“one more, just one more. please-mmngff”

can cum from going down on you, and has multiple times

will occasionally reach up and play with your boobs

won’t last long if you tease him too much

wears the hickies you give him on his chest and neck proudly 

likes when you stroke his ego 

“feels good, yeah?”

will bring you into any room and have his way with you 

have snuck in a closet or the commander’s office on several occasions

“shh, someone’ll hear us”

secretly wants someone to catch you in the act one day 

connie springer 

will constantly crack jokes when he’s feeling soft

holds your body close to his at all times

alternates control, not minding if he’s on top or bottom

likes to be blindfolded as you suck him off 

the sensory deprivation makes it feel more intense 

enjoys sloppy head 

will buck up into your throat to reach his high faster

“i’m right there, oh!-”

loves manhandling you 

instead of telling what to do he’ll adjust your body himself

always stretches you out with his fingers first

will make you cum multiple times by his hand

makes you lick off your own arousal 

likes to make fun of you when he’s making you feel good

“what did you say? i didn’t quite catch that…”

makes you ride his thigh when you’re needy 

“i told you to be patient, didn’t i?”

likes to leave hickeys even when you tell him not to 

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a/n: "i forgot about this headcanon i wrote months ago. my aot phase is back and i am much more free now that i'm on summer break. i missed you guys!!!

[sanjisboyfie]

eren first meeting his roommate

aka ; eren yeager having a gay awakening <3

-> might be a series? idk i love roommate eren a lot so probably will be a series LMFAO also also there's really no obvious romance here, it's just silent admiration and crushes

also eren is very much puppy-like and high energy in this one hashtag sorry if u love emo eren, he will NOT be emo here!!! hashtag no regrets.

eren yeager x male reader

— eren was dead broke. his ass definitely did not have enough money for either dorming on campus or off campus, but off campus was the cheaper option. and since he went to a college so far away from home, it would be too big of a hassle to commute. so him and his parents compromised by giving him an "allowance" every month, which would basically pay for a third of rent. but that meant he had to use his own money to pay the next third, then find someone else to pay the final third. ( 1/3 being paid by his parents, 1/3 being paid by him, 1/3 being paid by a lifesavior roommate, aka you!!!!!)

— it was very odd to see eren, who on first impressions seemed like an intimidating individual, sit you down at the empty kitchen table and beg you, literally beg you with his hands in praying form, to room with him. he was very, very obviously desperate to find someone else to live with.

"please, i will be good - i've heard from all my friends i'm a great person to live with, my mouth will vouch (he is a terrible person to live with, but if he has to do more household chores in order to get a roommate he will). i will let you speak to my own mother and father, they will vouch and say-"

"i believe you, eren, why are you crying?"

"PLEASE LIVE WITH ME!!!"

that's an exaggeration of what happened...he didn't actually start crying, but his begging was insistent and borderline pathetic.

— in the end, you agreed !!! paying 1/3 of rent was better than paying 1/2 + the place wasn't in a terrible location, it was close to school, and was a pretty good size for two bedrooms. since eren was already settled in, he helped you move in. and that was when you were given a free GUN SHOW because damn was this man working hard in lifting your many boxes of belongings. it was almost like he wore a tight shirt on purpose, just to show off. he very adamanently told you that you didn't need to hire movers and he'd do all the heavy lifting, along with muttering about how they were "scammers" with how much they charged.

"eren, i can lift some of these-"

"no, please, consider this my thanks for moving in with me," eren grunted, holding a huge box of your clothes with relative ease. he was sweating, but that was because this was probably the third box of heavy stuff he had to carry from the car to the building.

he was wearing a beige shirt that hugged his muscular form, emphasizing every single ripple underneath the fabric. and as you two stood in the elevator (thank god the building had an elevator or else eren would have had to carry all the boxes up three flights of stairs), the only sound in the metallic box was eren's heavy breathing.

his muscular chest (boobs) were moving up and down as he tried catching his breath, his hands lifting to wipe the sweat off of his forehead with the collar of his shirt.

your eyes watched each of his movements carefully before you snapped out of it with the dinging of the elevator to tell you you were on your floor. you got out of elevator first, holding your arm to the door to prevent it from closing on him.

he shot you a smile in thanks before proceeding to easily lift up the box (it was at least over 50 pounds, mind you) and walk ahead to the room.

what you didn't know was that eren's cheeks were burning red as he had felt your stare on him earlier and it made him feel shy. you didn't have to know that he was purposely flexing harder with each cardboard box he had to lift. it was his own subtly way of trying to impress you, anyway.

it was flustering to know that it was somewhat working.

— after all the boxes were situated inside of the small apartment, he went to put all of your utilities away, like your own set of utensils, plates that you bought to share, and a couple of mugs. meanwhile, you went to your room to personalize and unpack all of your clothing. as eren was occupied working in the kitche, he felt himself smiling to himself as he carefull put away any of your belongings in the shelves. he felt himself laughing at one of your comedic mugs, a ceramic figure that took the shape of a chubby cat. the tail of the animal curved into being the handle and a funny expression was painted onto the cat's face.

"what's so funny, yeager?" you challenged, stretching your hands above head, "you think my mugs are funny?"

eren laughed, putting it away intot he cupboard and turning to look at you, "i think they're cute, they're also fitting,"

you made a face of uncertainty, which only made eren's grin go wider, "alright, you'll see."

"i'll see what?"

"you'll see — when i get you your own mug, you'll learn to appreciate it more,"

"oh, god, please don't." eren said, leaning against the counter on his elbow and staring at you, who were sitting on the other side, "for your first night here, you want me to treat us to take out? the chinese place down the road is really good,"

he watched your expression carefully. wordlessly, you walked around the counter and to the fridge. once you opened it, it took you a total of three seconds before you looked back at eren with a grimace.

"the only thing in here is ketchup and mayo..."

"those are the condiments i use to eat my fast food with," eren shrugged, making you only become more flabbergasted. "what??"

"oh my god, let's finish unpacking later, we need to go buy groceries,"

"but you didn't answer my question on dinner?"

"i'll make dinner — you save more money buying groceries and making meals out of them instead of buying takeout everynight, eren," you lectured, making him tilt his head in thought. he supposed you were right, so he didn't argue against going grocery shopping.

as you announced you were just going to change quickly, he then thought about it for a second longer. then a blush fell on his face as he imagined you at the kitchen, cooking a meal for just him and you.

god, was he really developing a crush on his roommate that just moved in?

— the grocery shopping turned unserious very fast. bring eren to any public environment and he won't be able to stay on track for a second. you didn't really know eren that well (it sounds silly to say that considering you are now living with him, but prior to agreeing to be his roommate, he really was just a stranger to you), so to see his more childish side bleeding through his cold exterior was a good change of pace. he was a very goofy guy, making funny faces at babies with the intent of making them cry, and would easily get distracted. he had tried dragging you off to the pokemon card wall several times when all you needed were groceries.

"did you see the way its face scrunched up?" he grinned in excitement before focusing on mimicking the expression a baby he tormented made. you laughed at the face he was making before smacking his shoulders.

"be nicer! they're just babies, eren," you softly scolded, weak chuckles escaping from you.

"just babies that make funny faces," eren laughed, switching from standing at your left side to your right side repeatedly as you stood in front of the produce section, "what even are you going to make tonight?"

"hm, how about pasta? you like pasta?" eren nodded his head in affirmation, "i was just going to buy some staple fruits and vegetables too, though, in case we get hungry for snacks,"

"snacks? i can run to the chips section too then! what chips do you want?" eren said, very excited to go to his second favorite section of the store (the junk food aisles).

"just get me a bag of f/c," you requested politely, making him nod like an eager puppy and run off.

you finished going down the list of basic ingrediants for a white sauce pasta, while also grabbing anything that you could use for other dishes in the future.

just as you turned around to your now full cart of vegetables, sauces, fruits, and meat, eren came bounding back towards you. this time, he was now holding five bags of chips, in his mouth he was carrying a single packet of pokemon cards, and in his fingers he was desperately holding a lottery ticket.

"look! we can open up a pack of pokemon cards, i got you one too, it's in my pocket though, since i figured you wouldn't want my spit on it, and then i also have a lottery ticket. i have a feeling we will win it big! and if we do, we won't have to pay rent for like five months!"

"eren, what the fuck? i thought you were just getting chips,"

the accused man pouted at the tone you were taking with him, dropping his arms into the car to free them of the five bags of chips, "i was!! but look, i'll pay for the lottery ticket, chips, and pokemon cards! c'mon, it'll be fun to open the cards together and everything!"

he almost pouted at you, can you belive this guy? pouted at you with begging puppy dog eyes. you almost smooshed his face with the palm of your head, but restrained yourself.

"fine, let's just go and pay,"

eren grinned in achievement, pumping his fist into the air, "c'mon, i wanna open these on the ride home!" he said, referring to the pokemon cards.

"alright, alright, i don't know anything about them though, so you're just gonna have to tell me what's good or not,"

"if it's shiny and reflective, give it to me, that's all you need to know," eren said dismissively. he swiftly took your spot behind the cart, pushing it with ease and only allowing you to walk beside him. "what pasta are you cooking for tonight?"

"i bought alfredo sauce, so i'll just add in some vegetables and to the pasta and make...chicken alfredo? if that's alright with you," eren almost salivated at the thought. he simply nodded his head eagerly, the bangs around his face bouncing at the movement.

"sounds delicious! man, i really lucked out with you as my roomie, huh? we're gonna make a great pair!" he threw his arm around your shoulder and pulled you in closer as he said this, an innocent grin on his face.

— that night, the two of you sat on foldable chairs watching tv. eren's parents gave you two as a house warming gift. it was small, but it was working so that was all that mattered. eren and you laughed at the tv screen until the late hours, where you both agreed to finally call it a night.

"should i make breakfast tomorrow morning? or are you gonna be in clases by the time i get up?"

eren frowned, "i have classes all day tomorrow, from 8 in the morning to 7 at night, so you don't have to worry about making too many servings,"

you nodded in understanding, "alright, then, i'll see you when you get back then,"

eren and you were about to break off to your own rooms, but he called out to you one last time, "uhm, what time are you gonna be in classes?"

"i only have one class tomorrow, 1 to 3:15," his face brightened up, which instinctively made you smile at him in return.

"we can go get lunch together then," he offered, "there's a good place that has burgers, it's like a ten minute walk from the main campus. i have a break in between classes at 4? if that's okay with you, of course,"

you grinned so wide that it almost hurt your cheeks. eren was a really nice guy, he was going out of his way to just get to know you better and spend some time with you, "yeah, that sounds perfect. meet me at the bus stop that's right outside the main hall and we can walk together,"

"okay, yeah!" eren nodded his head repeatedly, the bangs on the side of his head once again moving at such rapid mvoement. "then, i'll text you tomorrow when i get out of class!"

"sure, that sounds good." there was a pause and you pivotted your torso to turn away from the smiling brunette, "good night, eren,"

the man blinked and nodded his head, also turning away, calling out a, "goodnight, [name]," very quickly.

and the two of you fell asleep with grins on both of your faces. eren had brought the blanket up to his face, as if he was paranoid that there were someone watching his blushing face only redden. your smile was really, really handsome, his heart felt like it was in his throat everytime he remembered it.

[expia]

i want you in my mouth :( … | (rated.E)

taboos w my fav anime men ! toji , iwai, , eren , armin , reiner osamu.

there are tw right next to each person so pls do look at those b4 you read a section bc there are really triggering kinks ex cnc for reiner oki ily !!! (this is not proof read sorry!)

osamu: boss x employee , power imbalance

• osamu was a prev and he knew it and you should knew too

• so ofc when you walk yo happy ass up in his office asking if he could get a rise or extra hours he knew this was his opportunity

“there you go pretty girl , go head take it deeper for me ma” samu groans out your lips wrapped around his tip trying to take more but he’s so thick must be so hard for a princess like you :(

all types of “ fuckk” and “ shit, right there sweetheart” spill out his mouth as he has the back of your head bobbing you up n down pushing you all the way down to feel you gag around him before letting you go

but once you start going down to suck on his balls while jerking him off he can’t help it but to cum all over your pretty hands, a pathetic whimper falling from his lips, arching as he throbs in your hands .

“do that again, sweetheart you can get as much money you want outta me”

iwaizumi: consensual somno , control kink? , daddy kink, cubby reader!!

• zumi’s always told you how he has a really big thing for control

• he loves the feeling of being able to take you when ever he wanted how ever he want

• (with your consent ofc)

• so when you told him it was all go to do anything sexual to you in your sleep he was alll for it

[]

coming home from the gym to see you napping on the couch laying on your stomach your ass looking so fucking perfect i mean what else could he do but peal off your cute red undies and runt against your cubby cunt and my god the sleepie little “mhm daddy” gots his dick so hard you look so pretty like this , taking whatever he gives you

“yeah baby you like when daddy just uses your body like you’re his fuck toy , mm?”

eren: monster fuckin , painful sex , tummy bulge , cum overflow, oral (f! getting) , size kink

•erens been talking about this forever

•the second hange told him there’s a way for her to give titans genitalia but only for 30 minutes

•he’s been begggging for y’all to try it out

•and for his birthday you finally said yes

[]

so here you are in erens hand cunt leaking after he’s tongue fucked you till you had at least 4 orgasms even then you till don’t think your tiny count can take .. that

in titan form eren is 49’2 inches tall with a fat cock of 15 inches but ten doesn’t care you said you’d take it like a good girl so a good girl you’ll be

the hectic panting and broken moans that left your throat as the tip of its cock breached your sopping cunt the pain of the stretch bought all your focus, blocking out the strange noise from the titan in front of you.

"rennie, it hurts" Your whining made his cock twitch and only push in harder tears running down your face as the ‘man?’ bottoms out giving you the biggest bulge in your tummy you’ve ever seen “ren ‘m so full i can’t”

but some how the pain was balanced by a pleasure you had never experienced before. You felt so dizzy, so full it’s like you could feel your blood getting hot . The Titan was basically using you as a pocket pussy and you couldn't do anything but accept it. Each thrust felt like it flipped your insides, and one particularly strong thrust flipped a switch in your mind. Painful moans turned into pleasurable screams as the hard thick cock inside you pulled against the walls. The large arms around your waist tightened against you and your eyes rolled back into your head as you came with Eren.

so much cum running out of your pussy you feel like you can’t breathe with how packed you feel but with a quietest roar he could mutter you knew he was ready for round two

armin: identity porn/ dub con ( false consent) , daddy kink , pussy slapping, drunk reader , oral(f!getting)

•you’ve been armins best friend since you both were kids

•and he’s always had a crush on you but it’s like you never see him

•walking around dating all these guys knowing his the one for you

•but he can’t be to mad this time you decided to date a man with blonde hair and good things for him when your drunk you think everyone looks the same

armin walks into the room your laying in the fairest away from any other room at this house party “alex is that you?” you pop your head up from the bed you thought you were texting your boyfriend but you were texting him saying how much you missed and loved him, yeah armin knew this was wrong but it’s your fault you pressed the wrong a in your contacts.

“yeah baby it’s me” armin cooed leaning over your body kissing your neck “hey!” you giggle running your finger through his hair tugging it as he continues kissing down your body, past your tummy till he gets to the button of your shorts kissing your stomach one last time before slowing pulling them off

leaving no moment to waste he moves your panties to the side and instantly puts his mouth to your clit “fuck alex please i need your fingers” you babbled alex? armin thought , he can’t give you what ‘min can you’ve told him all about how your boyfriend can’t even find the clit let alone can make you cum

coming off you with a he rises his brows “no baby that’s not my name, what’s my name honey?

“noooo lex” bucking your hips up pouting from the lost of pleasure

“are you to much of a brain dead slut to comprehend i said that’s not my name” slapping your cunt till you scream out “daddy , daddy please i’m sorry”

likening the answer, buried nose-deep in your pussy, hands gripping your hips praying to god it leaves bruises ‘min didn’t stop until you release on his tongue. , the knot in your abdomen begins to coil , “Ah, daddy!” You sob as he watches you fall apart on his tongue. He is the only one who has ever made you feel this way- all for him. You feel your orgasm build and before long, gush all over his mouth. armin slides up your body and compliments you after pulling away from your pussy.

toji: barley legal / father’s friend , ngl predatory toji, daddy kink , choking, finger gagging

•tojis a odd man

•he knows it’s “against the law” to fine little ol’ 17 yr you attractive

•so that’s why he watched and waited

•till he favorite day of the year yet! your birthday

•toji knows for the fact you wanna fuck him and it’s ok cause he wants to do the exact same

[]

“how would your dad feel if he hears you calling me daddy, mhm?” he asks with three fingers gagging you while you bend over on all fours getting pounded into like tomorrow isn’t promised “ or how would megumi feel about this aww you know he’s had a crush on you for the longest” he fake pouts pulling out to flip you over so he can look you in the eye one thump on clit other hand gripping your neck “but here you are fucking his dad like dick drunk bitch you are”

reiner: cnc , roleplay, size kink , choking

•you and reiner have a very .. interesting sex life

•you both are into pretty extreme kinks bc of trauma in yalls past

•one the both of you particularly love is cnc

•you love the feeling of being helpless and losing all control to him

•you both have safe words you can say that anytime

•and after is almost instant after the scene

[]

hey, mister, i think you missed my turn , my house is the other way" the man driving the uber stares at you, “i’m sorry did you hear me we’re going the wrong way." the man shrugs. i know i quicker way

After a few, he takes a detour into an empty basically middle of nowhere soccer field parks the car and you both stare at each other till he breaks the silence

“aww you scared? dont be scared i know how to please whores like you!” he smiles climbing over the seat as you try to get out the car but oh no :(( he’s got child locks on

no one can even hear your screams begging him stop as he forces his cock in your tight little cunt

reiners so big n strong you feel like it hard to breathe the way he has his hands wrapped around your neck pounding into you oh so deeply you feel like your being ripped open

you can tell him “no stop!” or “you’re a monster!” but reiner can feel you the way you squeeze around him when he tells you this is your fault for being a slut but it’s ok! you’re just shy he think, as he rubs your clit and in no time you cream all over him.

ahhh , i hope y’all enjoyed! my first dark content post i wanna do a part 2 with more taboos so pls lmk if you want !!

[syoish-aot]

"I Found You" - EREN/READER - REVERSE ISEKAI (part 5)

reverse isekai, time travel, memory loss

post canon (ish)

reader/eren

word count: 2450

<- PART 4 | PART 6 ->

*****

When Eren was fifteen he didn’t know much about love.

He did know that he had a fierce desire to protect. To save. To help, not just his friends, but all of humanity regain the freedom taken from them by the titans.

He also knew that Mikasa’s hair was very soft.

That her eyes were pretty.

That her skin looked warm.

That her lips, often hidden under the red scarf he had wrapped around her when they were children, distracted him from conversation more times than he could count.

But there was never time. 

The more they learned about the world- and the more Eren learned about himself in turn- the more that their lack of time became obvious to him.

He told himself it was for the better than he never told her how he felt. That he never properly answered her question:

“What am I to you, Eren?” She asked him the night when they stood on the hill just outside of Liberio.  What am I? She was everything to him, is what he wanted to say; but- “you’re family,” is what he said instead.

Because he knew, Eren knew, that in that lifetime they would never have enough time to be together.

So, when he woke up in a new lifetime, his first thought was that maybe-... maybe this was his chance. 

But, when he opened his eyes,

it wasn’t Mikasa that he saw…

…when he opened his eyes,

all he saw was you.

*****

5 Years Ago

“I think I get why these men are on here.” You told your coworker, Mina, as the two of you leaned against the counter, your phone between you as you idly flipped through Hinge casting judgment on every man you saw.

“Why’s that?” Mina asked.

“Well, here’s my theory.” Tired of the mindless scrolling, you slide your phone into your back pocket and grab a marker from the lip of the register. You uncap it and begin doodling on a cup. “Men on dating apps are there because they give off such ick that they can’t meet women in person without setting off alarm bells, so apps are their only option.”

Mina shrugged. “Okay, so why are the women on there?”

“I dunno,” you replied with a snort, “why does anyone go to a zoo?”

“That’s kinda judgmental.” A customer, who appeared seemingly out of thin air, says at the counter.

“Jesus christ-” You jump and the sharpie in your hand goes flying toward him at a perfect angle to run a black streak straight across his shirt.

“Oh my god!” Your hands fly up to cover your mouth as your eyes widen. “I’m so, so, so sorry! Um- uh-” You glance around for a microfiber cloth (which normally makes your skin crawl to touch, but you can’t think about that right now). You quickly run the microfiber (ew) cloth under the sink. “Here!” You reach across the counter to press it to the front of his shirt. “Maybe it’ll um-” It does nothing. “Uh…” You try again. “O-Okay just…” That’s when you finally look up at him.

You figured you looked pretty pathetic, leaning over the counter and uselessly dabbing his shirt to get permanent marker out of polyester (spoiler alert: that doesn’t work and it never will).

So you’re pathetic.

And he’s gorgeous. 

The universe must have it out for you. Seriously have it out for you because- …holy shit. 

The first thing you notice are his eyes. A stunning composition that reminds you of the night sky on a full moon- swirling blues and greens beautifully illuminated with flecks of golden stars. 

And then his messy-on-purpose brown hair, half tied up in a bun with a few tasteful strands falling against his forehead.

His flawless skin.

His sharp cheekbones.

His adorable nose and-

And his smile.

Woah.

It’s a real “knees weak, arms spaghetti” moment for you ((made even more embarrassing by the fact that the first thing you think is “knees weak, arms spaghetti” but that’s where your mind goes and you’ll keep that secret with you until the day you die)).

“I don’t think that’s working.” He tells you as he gently grabs your wrist and guides your hand away. 

“Yeah um-” You clear your throat and drop the cloth to the counter, quickly standing back on the floor as your cheeks burn pink and you nervously look over his ruined shirt. “I really am sorry I could um- I could buy you a new one?”

“Eh,” he shrugs. “It’s old anyway.”

But it doesn’t look old.

Still, you’re too embarrassed to question him.

“Free coffee?” You offer instead.

He smiles again and you refuse to think about knees and spaghetti for the second time.

“Alright, “he laughs, “free coffee sounds good.”

Dammit.

Knees and spaghetti it is.

*****

He’s back the next day.

And the day after that.

And the day after that.

You think that maybe he’s new in the area and just happens to be the type of guy who likes a consistent schedule, if anything that makes you respect him; but sometimes you wishfully hope it’s because of… something else.

“If you ruin my shirt again, will this one be free too?” He jokes on the fourth visit as you had him a semi-sweet iced coffee.

“Yeah, but you have to sneak up on me or it’s not authentic.” You tease back.

*****

You learn things about him every time he comes in.

First, it’s his name: Eren.

Eren.

And god, now that you know it you spend a stupid amount of time pausing on those ‘roll for the first letter of your soul mate’s name’ tiktoks. At least you have the decency to not post them (except for that one time you accidentally did).

You find out he’s also attending university. That he’s an English major but school is making him lose motivation to write.

You find out his favourite colour is red.

That he’s never lived anywhere but the city.

That his friends are more important to him than anything, and he’s known them for most of his life. 

And then, a month after you meet, you find out something else…

“So,” you say, five minutes to closing as you wipe down the counter and Eren finishes off a donut you’d given him for free instead of throwing out. He has a habit of showing up when you’re closing. You aren’t sure if it’s because he has a night class or if he just likes the free pastries. Or maybe there’s a completely different reason entirely.

“So…?” He asks, when you don’t finish the thought (you’d gotten distracted by the way he was licking icing off his fingers).

You clear your throat and look down at the counter. “Why was I being judgmental?”

“Oh, because not everyone that’s in a frat is just there for the parties. My friend Reiner says he-”

“No not about that,” although maybe your opinions on frat boys are based on a stereotype and that’s deserving of its own conversation entirely, “I mean about the dating app thing.”

“What dating app thing?” He asks as his eyebrows momentarily tighten together with a scowl. It’s an expression he wears a lot and it always makes you laugh.

“The first thing you said to me!” You exclaim. “Mina and I were talking about dating apps and you said I was being judgmental. Honestly, I feel like it was the worst first impression ever.”

“Nah, the bad impression part was when you were feeling me up like three seconds later.”

“I-” Your cheeks burn bright red. “I was not feeling you up!”

Eren throws his head back and laughs.

You toss your microfiber (ew) towel at him and it lands smack in the middle of his face. 

Eren’s still snickering as he leans down to pick it up from the floor. “I said you were being judgmental because you were.”

“Elaborate, please.”

“Well,” he stands back up, cloth now in hand, “there are some genuine people on dating apps just looking for connections.”

You roll your eyes. “Yeah, but it’s all- it’s so fake. How many times can I repeat the same: ‘Hi, how are you.’ ‘I’m good, how are you’ ‘Good. What do you do for work?’ ‘I work at this shitty café and there’s a regular that’s constantly patronizing me to try to get free food. What about you?’.” You let out a short sigh. “If people actually want to get to know each other, they should-”

Your rant comes to a quick end when Eren stops in front of you.

He’s closer than he normally stands, so you immediately notice the flecks of gold in his eyes. The last time you were this close to him, you’d been frantically rubbing sharpie out of his shirt but now-

Now you’re- you’re just standing there…

Just close.

So close that you might have forgotten how to breathe.

“Some people have to meet that way.” He says, softer than normal, but maybe it’s just because you’re close enough that he doesn’t have to speak loudly to be heard.

“...huh?”

Eren snickers. Your heart hammers. He keeps talking: “Some people,” he elaborates, “have trouble getting dates any other way.”

“Wh-” You clear your throat as it constricts, “Why’s that?”

For the first time, you see him blush.

You notice the confidence he normally wears come crashing down.

He looks away.

“Because some people are… pretty shit at asking people out.”

You jump as the cloth he’d picked up meets your hand.

And this time, it’s not even because of the gross sensation of microfiber.

*****

Eren gets over it, apparently, because 6 days later he shows up at your work right before close.

“No free muffins today, sorry.” You immediately tell him.

“It’s fine.” He replies and you can’t help but notice the way he awkwardly shifts his weight from one foot to the other, completely avoiding your eyes as he does it.

“Um… Eren?”

“Yep?”

You snicker. “Are you ok-”

“Do you wanna go out?”

Your breath catches. “...what?”

“With me. Now. Or- Or in like five minutes when you’re off. Unless you have to stay late tonight because the place is a mess. I can wait around though. Or we can go another day I just-”

“Are you asking me on a date?”

“I-...” Eren sighs, but he finds a way to smile through his embarrassment. “Don’t laugh you’ll-... you’ll hurt my ego.”

So you don’t laugh.

Instead, you say yes.

*****

You have a casual first date, just dinner at a local pub.

Your second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth date (although you start losing count towards the end) pass just as casually.

It’s comfortable. Relaxing. There’s no overly awkward tension between the two of you and you slip into a natural rhythm.

Your first kiss is in the park on campus.

You bring him day-old donuts any chance you get.

You meet his best friends and they quickly become your best friends too.

A year passes, you say “I love you”.

Another year passes, you both graduate.

By the third year you’re dating, you move in together.

By the fourth, you can’t imagine life without him.

And by the fifth year you’re dating, you have a feeling that it’s for life.

“Think he’ll propose?” Mikasa’s staticky voice comes through the speaker of your phone. You press said phone harder against your ear out of the embarrassment that Eren might somehow hear you from the kitchen. 

“I- I dunno. Maybe.” You answer, nervously nibbling your bottom lip as you watch your boyfriend from over the back of the couch. He’s in the kitchen making dinner. Shirtless, because he’s an idiot that doesn’t care about getting hot chicken oil on his chest.

‘Sluts can’t get third-degree burns, babe.’ He always tells you.

‘Then commit to the bit and lose the pants too.’ You always joke back.

He doesn’t, for the record. Apparently, he’s okay with hot oil on his tiddies, but his dick and balls are a different story.

“Would you say yes?” Mikasa’s voice cuts through your thoughts. 

You let out a short laugh. “Obviously.”

“Maybe he’ll do it tomorrow.”

“Pfft, that’d be tacky. Tomorrow is Niccolo’s big day, not ours.”

“Yeah, I guess that’s right.” You can hear Mikasa’s yawn through the phone.

“You sound exhausted,” you tell her, “don’t you have to get up early to catch your flight?”

“Yeah, but my hotel is lonely.”

You laugh. “Wanna talk to Eren before bed?”

“Sure. He’ll get mad if I don’t.”

You pull the phone away from your ear. “Eren!” You hold out the phone to him. “Mikasa wants to say goodnight.”

“Can you come stir?” He asks.

You pull yourself off the couch and step up to him in the kitchen, trading him your phone for the spatula. 

He kisses your cheek before pressing the phone to his ear.

“Okay, so did you see the new episode?” He asks as he walks into the living room. “NO FUCKING WAY YOU DID NOT CALL IT!!”

You roll your eyes as the two of them start their passionate back and forth about the latest episode of whatever show they’re both watching.

*****

That night, after a plate of spaghetti, a shared bottle of wine, and a decent amount of time doing R-rated activities that start in the living room but finish in the bedroom; you end up with your arms around Eren’s waist and your face buried between his bare shoulders.

He likes to be the little spoon, even though he’ll deny it to your friends.

But you don’t mind. It means you can pinch his nipples if he says something sassy before falling asleep.

You smile and nuzzle your face into his back.

He smells like Eren.

Nothing distinct about it that you can put a name to.

It’s just Eren and you love it.

You smile as you think about how perfect your life is. Your career is going well, you have an apartment with an amazing view, and you’re dating the love of your life. 

You wouldn’t change a single thing.

“I love you.” You mumble before placing a kiss on Eren’s shoulder.

“...that’s so fucking gay…” He mumbles back.

He yelps when you pinch his nipple, but afterward, he laughs.

Afterwards, he grabs your hand in his (mostly to keep his nipples safe from continued attacks) and pulls it up to his lips.

He kisses the back of your hand firmly.

Then softly.

Then firmly again.

“Love you too,” Eren tells you.

And the lights don’t need to be on for you to know that he’s smiling. 

You just know he is, because you’re smiling too. 

[lostinforestbound]

Hello There ! 👋😊

Tw : slight Dune spoiler, since the book is rather old.

Could you write Zevlor Headcanons about his Tav!love interest being someone with such passion and determination to change the world, that they may sometimes scare people off, please ? ( if you know those work of fiction, I'm talking about someone similar to Eren Jeager in SNK, Anakin Skywalker in Star wars, or Paul Atreides in Dune ) 👀

Smooches ! ☺️

Oh wow this was definitely a brain exercise for me! I did my best, so I hope this is what you were looking for! Thank you so much for your patience!

Zevlor with a Passionate Tav

Zevlor is a leader. A Hellrider, a Paladin; he has led many people in his prime. Seeing other leaders is not something new to him, as he's seen many.

But something about Tav is very different. It's honestly part of why he fell for them.

Not only are they ambitious, they are passionate. He admires their resolve, but he notices how nervous others get around them.

They're so strongly convicted that they scare others around them. Never him, though. Gods, never him.

He always asks what keeps them going. Their motivations, their dreams, how believe they're in the right; it's all so fascinating for him.

It makes him wonder why they chose him; an Oathbreaker. Shouldn't they hate someone like him?

Although they work together, he honestly leaves most of the leading to them. They make amazing speeches and inspire many people like them, including himself.

Whenever he doubts himself about his resolve, Tav is always there to lift him up. They will hug him from behind and tell him he's doing everything right, in their eyes.

He would do anything they say. It's not in a pathetic way; he just trusts them so much. With his love, life, and soul.

Every day he still wonders how he managed to get their attention, when he's so dull compared to them. He never asks, so he'll never know.

Writing Blurb

They're speaking. A speech, one made up on the spot as terror rushes through the streets of Baldur's gate. A speech, one that has everyone absolutely enthralled, including Zevlor.

He's never seen them stand so tall, so brightly illuminated by the reddening sky. There's hope being lost as more destruction erupts, but they have become a beacon. Everyone has never looked more alive, even with the world's end at their doorstep. Some even looked scared, but were determined to fight this Netherbrain at their sole command.

At the end of their final sentence, voices cry out and cheer, almost startling him out of his thoughts. Everything became more real in that moment; they're about to go fight the brain, but he can't go with them. Not until they call. His Hellriders are ready for anything.

When they finally approach him, he notices how their smile disappears, letting him know their true feelings. They believe they can pull this off, no doubt about it, but they worry about him of all people.

He presses their forehead against theirs, minding the horns, and he cups their face with a free hand. "We will be fine, my love. You should worry about yourself."

Their grin returns immediately as he speaks, and his heart can't help but flutter. How did he get so lucky, to have someone that has such a determined, beautiful smile?

"I have nothing to worry about, then." They state, placing their hand over his.

Usually, he would argue lightly. They should be more worried about themselves; they're not invincible. He wishes they were, most days. Then he would never have to fear them getting hurt. But now is not the time, they all have a catastrophic brain to fight. They need all their heads in the game to win.

He sighs in resignation but returns their smile. "Do not be reckless, and do not be stupid."

"I won't."

They gently pull him in for a long kiss. It's gentle, as if they're savoring it, in case they won't see each other after; in case it is the last one.

It won't be, but they never know.

[tang3r1n]

here’s my list of anime dudes and chicks who’d fuck with eating ass and why;

(tw, i allude to dark subjects at some points, please be cautious and keep yourself and your mind safe <3)

animes; one piece, jjk, mha, aot

sanji— he’d be weird abt it, too loud, too wet, too gross abt it, idk man he’d be NEEEAAASSSTY.

zoro— not weird but he’d be like…so in love with your ass. like you gotta beg him to touch your clit cause he’s so focused on ur booty

law— hrrngh. hnnngfh- mmmmph.. love him. anyways, another one obsessed with ass but he’d be that sleaze who licks from your clit to asshole. like he edges you by just licking long stripes from one hole to the other reeeaalll slow. fingerbangs you like a MOTHER FUCKER while eating ur ass tho, like the kinda fast that looks like it hurts but feels fucking fantastic

luffy— obviously. no duh. no shit. he’s feral with it, but like law he switches between pussy and ass.. okay wait nvm he leans towards ur ass more imo, more stuff to actually ingest ig

doffy— he doesn’t wanna admit that he’s so fucking into ass, like the sight of a lil booty hole and he’s rock fucking hard, so he makes it a humiliation thing. like he’s making you feel pathetic and horrible for cumming from your ass like his dick isn’t sore as fuck and he’s cumming dry.

i really wanna say shanks. i really wanna fucking say shanks…. i’m saying shanks. he’d be lazy abt it tho, mainly eats you out to get your ready for his dick ngl, more of an ass fucker than an ass eater.

KIDD. KIDD. ON GOD. he’d be like doffy except he’s open abt LOVING ass AND humiliating you. he’s so fucking mean and on his knees slurping and sucking and fucking. deco loves biting your ass so hard you bleed. he’d fuck dry. yes he would.

hrrngk- nami<3– yall i have a PHAT crush on nami.. obsessed with her being obsessed over her bestie. anyways. FUCK. GOD. she’ll never fucking tell you abt it, never ever, but you can always feel her thumbs twitching near your lil pucker when she goes down on you, BIIIGGG into spanking tho. bitch leaves marks through jeans.

gojo— it’s gojo satoru, of course he’s into ass. he is THE man. THE MAN. he’s gonna eat ass, he’s gonna eat pussy, he’s gonna cum in ur mouth and make out, he’s gonna cum in your holes and eat it out. nasty mf with nasty desires.

g-..hm..yeah geto— he’d also be a humiliator. he doesn’t REALLY like ass all that much, doesn’t mind it, BUT.. it upsets you, makes you all teary and squirmy and he DOES like that. spanks so hard you welt <3

sukuna— fuck off you know why. i-i don’t have to say anything, ITS SUKUNA

mommy— I MEAN SHOKO— big bad mommy dom who makes you eat her ass then shoved all kinds of shit in your holes <3 loves doctor play and ‘taking your temp’ the old fashioned way <3 (god spit on me…)

aizawa— UUUUGGGHHHH :( i feel like he’s one of those men who loves fucking ass more than pussy, yknow? he’ll shove a vibe up there, turn it on full blast, and make you sit on his face while he eats you out and fingers ur pussy <3 a true gentleman who cums hands free when you squirt on his face and squeal then draws you a bath <33

fat gum— too easy. too fucking easy, gang he’s another everything man, loves it all.

ende-hm. en. hm. lemme sit on it for a second.

HOLY SHIT DABI— oh such an ass fucker, such an ass eater. he likes it for the taboo, naughty, gross aspect of it. the more you hate it the more he adores it. OH LORD he’d burn lil hearts on your ass so you couldn’t sit, make you lay face down and naked so he can eat your ass out while you’re ‘healing’ (he’s gonna do it again when they’ve scarred over.)

MIDNIGHT.— shes an either-or. she’ll let you choose which she eats out but both holes WILL be stuffed.

miruko— ofc dude. like. ofc. she’s got this carrot dildo you see, BABE JUST HEAR HER OUT PLEASE JUST LISTE—

eren mf yeager, BOTH yeager brothers— zeke is just an ass man, nothing really weird, just loves bootyhole. EREN NOW. eren’s like sanji. like literally so fucking loud and so fucking annoying and so fucking GROSS. there spit and lube everywhere, he’s drenched, whined and cries when you don’t let him fuck ur ass

jean(?)— also cried when you don’t let him go through the backdoor:( he’s such a crybaby, fucking your pussy so hard you can’t breathe while his thumbs are both hooked in your ass, i bet that’d feel weird as fuck cause he uses them to pull you back in.

hange— another obvious gross one. they’d be..so hot with it. god. i love team ‘girlcock hange’ btdubs. they’re the kind to finger you while DEMOLISHING your ass, spitting on ur pussy and rubbing your clit to tight and fast you’re dizzy all while they try and dig their dick deep enough to punch your gut.

GOD I WANNA SAY FUCKING REINER BUT I DONT THINK HES REALLY INTO IT :(

yknow who is??

endeavor, i decided he’d be an ass fucker. ooohh yeeeaaahhh… he’s not weird abt it, but the SSSSECOND you say you wanna get your ass ate he’s tossing you on the bed and ripping off your pants. a snogger, shoves his face ALL up in there <3 another one who SPANKS AND SLAPS AND SPITS AND BITES. he’d be like hange, fucking the shit out of your ass with his.. yknow those like, big logs of ground beef you can buy at stores? enji, anyways, and he’s finger blasting ur cunt with two fingers cause they’re big enough that if he fisted you he’d prolly fucking kill you.

k done. can you tell i’ve discovered a new kink guys?????

I HIT THE TAG LIMIT LMFAO

[cherries-in-wine]

SPOILER WARNING FOR AOT JUST SOME OF MY RAMBLES

English is not my first language please don't be mean okay thank you <3

honestly I didn't hate eremika as much as I thought I would- both of them are emotionally immature idiots who feel a lot but have no idea how to deal with said feelings. their relationship is definitely a lot of wasted potential but idk they are cute in their own imperfect and somewhat uneasy way. was that ending scene weird definetly but like eh gothic romance fan I've read and seen much worse things and called it peak romance so it's like weird but like okay also im very drunk slightly tipsy and I just finished aot just cuz I wanted to feel something and man I feel a lot of things also I think there might be a cultural difference too because in the west it's all like gulululu sloppy kiss gulululu fucking and like I grew up with old Bollywood romance where mfs don't even kiss so stolen glances and flushed cheeks and "ill always wrap your scarf over and over again" means wayyyy more than an infinite number of kisses. I get why people don't like it but yea I like them they are so fucking embarrassing and stupid. Eren's randi rona (hindi phrase exact translation is whore crying but semantics is probably bitch whining) was so funny and pathetic i've never laughed so hard but it is embarrassing in a way that makes so much sense for this suicidal maniac. I thought I would hate mikasa because I linger in the subreddits because social media kalesh and lafda is something I feed off of like a vampire sucking blood after escaping the coffin that held them for centuries (kalesh/lafda is hindi for fights) anyways so silly goofy fun idk what y'all are on about she's so kool not really a Mary Sue because she sucks at emotional intelligence and as a leader like definitely too driven by feelings but tbh I love that about her and her bond with other characters is so precious to me. I get why she's unlikable she is so flawed but idk I love her. the fanfic writers are so mean to her like oh my god why is she always this weird obsessed stalker that gets in the way of eren and y/n and historia is always someone y/n is insanely jealous of like please why can't we all be best friends and braid each other's hair

A little something about erehisu too- tbh I don't think its obsessive desperate fan behaviour like it's a very good ship imo. I have mixed feelings about it but idk lowkey makes sense. not in a "these people are great for each other and will be so cute as more than friends" way but more like a "oh wow they have a lot going on, they are good friends and the people they love are people they can't be with so it would make sense if they both are emotionally vulnerable enough that they end up doing something" kinda way. would've definitely made it more interesting because I thought sidelining a character like historia who had so much potential would hopefully have a bigger meaning and some greater part of Eren's plan but no bro is an idiot who has no idea what he is doing.

Mixed feelings about historia too- I liked her arc but the amount of plot armour that surrounds her kinda pisses me off. also the irl jaegerists and incels on reddit are so annoying they've made her into chaderen loser's trad wife who sits at home with the baby and shakes her head with a disapproving pout when he returns home after genocide like I know for a fact canon historia would be disgusted by this narrative. also oh my god the lengths these people go to prove that her relationship with Ymir was just a one sided obsession and not a lesbian romance is insane. like yea historia doesn't have to be lesbian she could be bi but that relationship was definitely mutual and romantic

I have sooo much more to say maybe when im sober ill organise everything and make it pretty but im in my senior year of high school with like no time on my hands so idk will see please stick with me but always thank u for reading meri jaan have a lovely day/night :))

[chososheart]

Trainwreck - Eren Jaeger (9)

Chapter seven: Third Time’s a Charm?

Pairing: Eren Jaeger x Reader

Series summary: Reader is an 18-year-old, high school student. On her way to school one day, she meets a boy on the train. Will their train, wreck or will they somehow make it work?

Info on Reader: Reader is a logical person. She’s organized and tidy. She uses logic and common sense when she makes choices. Some events in her life and some people in her life will cause her to question her sanity as she no longer can differentiate if she’s using her heart or brain.

Info on Eren Jaeger in this book: Eren doesn’t think. He uses his heart to express himself. If he feels like something is wrong, he will act on those feelings. He’s very emotional and speaks his mind. There haven’t been many times when Eren felt regret after acting on his emotions; until he met you.

Content: High school! Au, Eren x Reader, strangers to friends, friends to lovers, eventual smut.

word count: 6.2k

CW: alcohol consumption, suggestive content.

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You like to think back to that moment. Replay it in your head as if it were a record player, but one of those old record players. The ones that get jammed and replay the same tune over and over again. It was ridiculous. You felt pathetic. It was as if you had never had a romantic interaction with a boy. All he did was hand you a sweatshirt because you were cold. Many others have probably done that to you; why is it only a big deal now?

That's the thing about Eren, that's the thing that terrifies you the most about him. You feel like a kid. You feel nervous looking at him and making eye contact, hot and sweaty after your skin accidentally touches his. It's twice as intense as that first crush everyone remembers, that first love everyone carries with them. God, you can't even remember your first love's name! Eren makes you question the feeling in your chest. He makes you feel like this is the first time you've ever fallen, and it's treacherous; it haunts you. You feel unsure of when to move or step forward and when to proceed and advance. So you don't. You simply stand still.

A raindrop quickly slides down the window you lay your head against.

It has been a few weeks since Eren invited you to Historia's beach house. You finished the first semester of your senior year. The thought of how fast the year has gone by makes your head spin. You can't believe this time next year, you'll be in college, probably stressing about your grades and coming back home for Christmas.

I wonder if Eren and I will still be together.

You tightly close your eyes and squeeze that thought away. It isn't important.

You hear the girls in the car blabber and sing along to whatever song is jammed on the radio, well, glitching because the music they downloaded illegally isn't working, shocker! You don't know whose it was; you have kept your eyes focused on the cloudy weather outside for the past few hours. You feel a bit sick, but you are not sure what you can blame it on, the car or your disgustingly sweet thoughts of Eren.

You've never been the obsessive type and have never felt sick to your stomach over not having someone. Frankly, you've spent most of your teen years away from boys because all they bring is drama and pain. You don't know what's remotely different about Eren from every other boy you've met before, but it works; God, how it works in his favor. You feel miserable at times. You feel as if this is all in your head. What if this is entirely one-sided? What if he's perfectly fine and doesn't care about you and the potential relationship you've built in your head?

Ugh.

The closer you get there, the lower down your stomach falls. With every meter passing by, the tingle on your fingertips grows more feeble, unstable. It worries you, really. How bad have you gotten that even the anxious feelings within you have become unpredictable?

You were up all night, for your excitement forbade you from peace. All you were able to get were a few measly hours. A haze so painful encircled your head that the rocking from it resting against the window surprisingly soothed you; your eyelids fell heavy. Your head felt stuck as if you had just crashed after allowing yourself to indulge in a much too-sweet pastry—your brain, finally ready to admit defeat and slow down. You don't fight it off; you allow your body and mind to rest.

"Hey, c'mon! Wake up. We're here!" Historia shakes you awake.

It's brighter now than it was before. It's still cloudy, of course, but the sun has managed to shine through. You still feel the heaviness you did this morning, but it is now evenly spread throughout your body instead of residing only in your heart and mind. With a quick stretch, you're out the door.

Historia lives in a house on the top of a small hill, not that close to the sea, but close enough to walk there. Her home is average-sized, actually. The stairs are a bit tight, but the main room is large, with two queen-sized beds.

Is he here already?

Historia noticed your hesitant look. "The boys will sleep in the small bedroom downstairs, a bunch of bunk beds." She scrunched her nose and smiled.

"Oh, okay." You smile back.

"Who are you sleeping with?" Historia says, dragging her suitcase through the door. "Me? Or stinky Sasha?"

Sasha sets her bags down next to the bed closest to the window. "Hey!"

You laugh, "Can we join the beds? I'll sleep in the middle."

Historia thinks for a second. "Yeah, sure."

After moving the beds and putting your clothes away, you go downstairs. If you had to describe how you felt in one word, it's lagged, even though you haven't been on an airplane this evening. The car ride didn't mix well with you.

You go down each step, tightly holding on to the railing. Not only were the stairs on the smaller side, but they were also circular; the steps were short. When you get to the kitchen, you stop in your tracks.

Eren.

There he stood, surrounded by a black kitchen counter and island. The cabinets and drawers were tinted a dark brown. He turns and catches your eyes in his. He looks away briefly, only to meet your eyes with his yet again.

"Hey," you say, approaching him.

"Hey." He turns back around, a soft smile on his face.

"Why are you hogging the blender?"

"Ha. Ha." He shakes his head. "I'm making a banana smoothie." He faces you. "Want some?"

You smile. "Sure, what's in it?"

"Banana and almond milk."

"Okay, skinny."

Eren laughed and pushed you slightly with his elbow. "It's how my mum made it for me growing up."

"No protein powder?"

"Don't think Carla Jaeger was on the bulk grind, so no."

"I mean," you jump and sit on the counter, "maybe not with you, but definitely with Mikasa. I bet she's been strong all her life."

"Yeah, except she's adopted."

You roll your eyes with a laugh. "Okay, sue me for not making assumptions."

"She's wasian, bro, c'mon." He unpeels a banana and throws it in the blender.

"Yeah, and so was Miranda Croscove, according to the masses."

"No, you're just dumb. Pass the almond milk."

You pass him the tall container next to the sink and continue looking at him. "Bet the 'you're adopted jokes' went crazy, huh?"

"No, because I'm a decent human being, weirdo." He pours the milk into the blender and hits start.

You punch his arm. "Hey!"

He points to his ear, signaling he can't hear you from the blender's noise, and laughs.

"Asshole."

He gapes at you.

"Oh, so that you hear?" You laugh and hop off the counter. You playfully push him.

"You punch like that bitchboy Jean," he screams and runs away.

That's like the worst insult.

You chase him around the kitchen island as he covers the arm you keep hitting. It hurts, but he won't give you the satisfaction.

Then the blender stops by itself, and he turns and grabs both your arms by the wrists. "Hey, we're even, we're even." He pants, and suddenly, you realize how much you wish he was on top of you.

Eren is wearing a casual grey shirt and sweats, the same as you, but a different color scheme distances your choices. You fight off the flush that burned the back of your neck. You snatch your arms away from him and sit on the counter again.

"But, yeah, Mikasa was better than me in everything regarding physical shit, so I resorted to psychological torture."

"You're so evil, my God.”

"Hey, I had to survive. Armin was the mediator and fixed it before she told on me, so it's okay."

"Evil. Pass me a cup." You feel a slightly cooled air swimming deep in your stomach. It isn't too noticeable, not in a way that would paralyze you, but it is there, in the back of your mind, acknowledged.

"Say pretty please." He teased, which only made you smile.

"God, you are so corny."

"Say it." He had an empty cup in his hand, which he held back while looking into your eyes. Smile lines and joy reached his eyes despite his smile being faint.

"Pretty please," you say, annoyance staining your voice but not your face.

He places two cups on the counter and pours the drink into them.

You take a sip. "Okay, it's good."

"Told you. What'd you come in here for?" He takes a bigger gulp.

"Oh, right. I wanted lime."

He stops drinking and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, "Lime?"

"Yeah, I got car sick."

"You look fine to me." He had an arrogant expression on his face, as always.

You roll your eyes. "Yeah, but I still want it."

Since Eren is standing before you, you try to move him away with your hands so you can hop off the counter, but he stops you.

"I'll get it." he goes to the fruit cart next to the balcony door and grabs you a lime. He cuts it and gives you a half. "Smell it."

"The lime?"

"Yeah, it helps."

You do as he says and feel some tension lift away. He grabs you a plate and pours some salt into it. "It's better to have it like this."

You scrunch your nose, "I was going to squeeze it in a cup and shot it."

"Do this first. If you're still ill, do it your way."

"Fine." You put some salt on the lime and suck it. Eren looked at you attentively, waiting for you to scrunch your face once the sour taste kicked in, but you didn't.

"Why aren't you making a funny face?" He frowned.

"Oh," you laugh. "I used to have a lime obsession when I was little."

"What do you mean? Like you'd straight up have them like this?"

"Yes. I'd always forget to put the peel away. I left a trail wherever I went."

Eren scrunches his face. "Oh, that's nasty."

"Yeah, but it was physical proof of my love for limes."

Jean walks in. He ignores you and Eren in the kitchen and goes to the sliding doors surrounding the entire kitchen/breakfast table area. He looks at the rays that had snuck through the mound of clouds covering the sky.

"Have you guys seen the weather?" he says, approaching you.

Eren furrows his brows. "Don't talk about the weather."

"Shut up." He looks at you and says, "It's nice, isn't it?"

"Mmm, I hadn't noticed yet; Eren was forcing me to drink his mummy's banana juice."

Jean looks at Eren with disgust. "Ew, why?"

"That's not what you were saying before Jean showed up, though," Eren said, turning his back to you. He picked up the blender and put it in the sink.

You hide your smile and look at Jean. "I don't know. He's so weird, right?"

"Right."

"Okay, okay." Eren took the small plate with lime he had given you before and put it in the sink, along with the other dirty dishes. "Keep talking, and I won't let you ride on my motorbike."

Jean grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl in the island's center. "What motorbike?"

"The bike that I keep here?"

"The pink one?" Jean smiled.

Eren shoved Jean. "No, idiot, the green one."

"It's not yours, though." Jean took a bite from his apple, attempting to hide a smile.

"It is."

You silently watched them argue, your pupils jumping from each boy like a ping-pong ball every time one answered.

Jean turns to you and says, "The bike he's claiming is only his when Dirk isn't around."

"And what about it? Where's your bike?" Eren says.

"Who's Dirk?" you say.

"Historia's little brother," says Jean.

Eren answers, "Older, dumbass," as he washes the dishes he placed in the sink, never once directing his attention towards the other boy.

Jean takes another bite from his apple and says, with a full mouth, "Stop riding his meat, Jaeger." He pauses to swallow and then states with a clear voice, "It's weird."

Eren stopped scrubbing the plate he held, turned the water off, and said, "How!?"

"How to stop? I don't know, man; ask someone else."

You laugh with Jean and watch Eren angrily continue washing the accumulated dishes.

"Hey, don't get mad," you say, getting off the counter and bumping him with your elbow.

"I'm not mad; I'm just tired from looking at his horse face," he said, ending the sentence while looking at Jean and emphasizing the word 'horse.'

"Overused joke; come up with something else," said Jean. He then looked at you and said. "Plus, Historia's got like a bajillion other siblings you can borrow shit from."

"Yeah, but did you get their permission, though?" Eren said as he passed the rinsed dishes into the drying rack.

"Okay, I'm leaving. Jaeger's pissing me off. We're going to the beach in twenty, so be ready," Jean said, leaving you two alone.

As soon as he left, Eren started laughing.

"You pissed him off, stop laughing," you say, giggling yourself.

"He's so easy to piss off. It's funny."

"You're evil. I'm leaving you and your empty soul. Make sure to scrub those dishes real well!!" You run away before he can say anything back.

You go to your room and see Sasha slipping on a sundress over her bathing suit. She has a gorgeous green bikini that compliments her eyes. Her hair is in a messy pony, and she has a bag ready on her bed.

She notices your presence in the room and says, "Stop staring, freak."

"Oh, you wish." You scoff. "I'm just enjoying the peace; Jean and Eren have yet to discover the concept of an 'inside voice.'"

She laughs. "Don't even get me started on those two; they're so close and fight all the time but don't like admitting to it."

"Yeah, like brothers," you say.

"No, I'd say more like an old couple."

You laugh. "Why?"

"I don't know. They remind me of my grandparents. It's sweet if you think about it."

"I'd rather not, Sasha." You walk to your bed, grab your suitcase, and plop it on your bed. "So, what's the plan?"

"For today?"

"Sure."

"Beach day!" Sasha says, dragging out the 'ay'

"Yes, but what do we do there? Sure, the weather's miraculously 'nice' right now, but I'm sure it won't last long."

"I guess we'll just have to find out." You hear her bag's zipper close and see her head towards the door. "Don't take too long." She points at you and walks out the door.

You roll your eyes and take out your beach bag from your suitcase.

Thud, thud, thud…

You hear as you take your last few steps down the stairs. Before you reach the wooden floor of the living room. You look to your left, where you hear loud voices, and see your friends, along with Yasmin, Mikasa, and Armin, whom you had yet to see. They're at the door, being greeted by everyone.

You walk towards them to say hello and catch up for a bit. There are about nine people at the entrance of the house. Sasha and Connie are bickering; Jean is talking over them; Historia and Yasmin are trying to hear themselves by matching the volume of the room, and Mikasa is staring, waiting for it to go away. Armin waits awkwardly for silence with a shy smile. You'd think it'd be impossible for your thoughts to work during the tumultuous ambient your friends have created, yet you're proven wrong.

You can think, and you do, about Eren and how he's missing.

You sigh and quickly scan the room. Why's he always disappearing?

You left the crowd and walked forward, and you saw him. He sat alone in the living room, putting on sunscreen, which was directly in front of the entrance where you stood, yet a bit far. His back faced you.

You walk over to him.

He hears your steps and turns his head, his hair falling over his face as he looks at who those steps belong to. Once he sees it's you, he focuses on spreading the sunscreen on his legs.

"Hey," he says quietly. You can still hear your friends' slightly muffled voices.

"Hey." You drag out the 'y' feeling awkward already because you know why he's here. You sit on the sofa in front of him. "Why're you here?"

He doesn't look at you; he only shakes his head.

"Mikasa?"

"Mostly Armin," he says, eyes never leaving his legs.

"Why?"

You've talked about this over the last few weeks. As you've grown closer, Eren has had to explain his random disappearances more than a few times.

"Mikasa's my sister. Sure, I'm pissed at her, but we live together; she's easier to tolerate, especially with my mom down my neck telling me to be nice to her. But Armin's different. I only see him at school, and it's just... I don't know. It was weird seeing him unexpectedly."

"He doesn't go to your house anymore?"

"I guess Mikasa stopped inviting him over as much once the arguments stopped. I appreciated it."

You cross your legs. "And how do you feel now? I didn't know he was coming."

"Neither did I, but it's fine, just awkward." He looked at the ground for a bit after saying that.

"Guys, we're leaving!" yelled Sasha from the hallway. You and Eren looked at Sasha, but she was halfway out already. The others followed after her, including Armin.

You stand up and say, "We should go."

Eren wasn't far behind you, already standing by the time the word 'go' left your mouth. "Yeah."

"Hey."

"Hm?" he looked at you.

"Don't let him ruin your time here."

With a gentle smile, he said, "Of course not."

You walk outside with Eren by your side. Just walking feels awkward when it's in his presence. Or maybe it isn't him, maybe it's you. You don't think he gets awkward; if he does, he's doing a great job hiding it.

You said miraculous, and miraculous it was. The sun that had managed to expose itself earlier is gone as quickly as it appeared. Okay, 'sun' is an exaggeration. It was mostly light beaming through the clouds. The weather is back to what it was earlier in the morning, save for the exposure. It was about a shade lighter, which was evidence of the short-lived life that England seemed to have.

You followed in the direction of the sounds your friends made, that and Eren served as a good guide, not that you relied entirely on him, for obvious reasons, the first being that he's Eren, the second, his face. One glance at him, and you knew he wasn't there with you. He was someplace else, far, far away. It disappoints you a bit.

You sigh and look away. Beneath you lies the trail of footsteps towards the beach. You're surprised by the greenery you have to walk through. It isn't much, but you weren't expecting any, if at all. The way isn't long, and if you had to guess, you'd say Historia's house was around 7 minutes away. It is a short time but still long enough to admire the view. Though the sun is hiding, the scenery is still lovely. Light blue water crashes and bubbles against the sand, and the greyish sky that coats the great abundance above you wouldn't be as impactful if not followed by that crisp air that cuts through your lungs.

You reach your friends and see them place towels and beach chairs on the ground and plop their belongings there. When you set your towel down and are about to sit, Jean asks, "Where's Jaeger?"

You're about to roll your eyes at the thought of him randomly leaving you until you hear footsteps and look behind you. It's Eren catching up to you.

"What the fuck?" he says as he struggles to take the handle of his backpack off.

You help him, and with a thud, the black bag is against the cold, damp sand. "What do you mean?" you say.

Jean grabbed the bag and placed it on the towel where all the bags were being placed.

"You left me."

You're taken aback. "No, I didn't; you disappeared.”

He looks at you, "Disappeared where? I'm here, aren't I?"

"Yeah, but-"

"You started power walking, couldn't even keep up."

"Christ, I didn't notice." You're stunned as you look at him.

Jean laughs and places his hand on Eren's shoulder. "Damn, Jaeger, how forgettable are you?"

Eren takes Jean's hand off of him and walks towards the group. You stare at the boy left with you in bewilderment, a look he knows too well. Does he not know how to read a room? You think about going after Eren but let it go for now.

“Okay, then what?”

Jean looks at you and says, "I don't know, she didn't want to."

"I mean, no girl wants to break up with her boyfriend." You laugh.

You were sitting on the beach chairs Jean and Connie had brought. As you requested, your chairs faced the shore, but your other friends, like Mikasa and Yasmin, were sitting beside each other directly in front of Historia and Armin. They were a bit further back and, by the position of the chairs, couldn't care less about the ocean. Sasha and Connie were attempting to go in the water, Sasha's excuse being that her bathing suit was too cute to go to waste, though they'd been trying to enter for the past thirty minutes. Their only progress had been getting the water ankle-high and only enduring it for twenty seconds.

As for you, you were in between Jean and Eren, and after bugging Jean about what happened between him and Amelie, he finally started speaking.

"She called me last night." He looked at you, a beer bottle resting on his chest.

You place your sunglasses on your head. Way too interested in the gossip. "At what time?"

"Two AM"

"Is that why she isn't here?"

"If I know." He scoffed.

"I thought she was on holiday?" said Eren. He's been quiet for the most part, not sulking, just squinting at the ocean. Jean didn't have that problem as he had sunglasses on, but Eren thought it foolish to wear sunglasses when there was no sun, and so he squinted.

"No, that was a Hitch," you say.

"And Indira?" asked Jean.

You sit up and look at Jean. "Do we not have the same friends?"

He adjusts his sunglasses. "We don't text, though."

"Yeah, me neither," said Eren.

"Well," you say as you lay back down, "she's visiting family in India." You pull the blanket you had on over your chest. It's getting colder. "Emilia?"

"Holiday."

You look at Eren, confusion on your face.

"She told me."

"She didn't tell me," you say.

"Same," Jean said.

"Anyway, Marlowe?" you ask.

Jean crinkled his nose. "We barely know him."

"Well, you barely know me, too."

"It's different," said Eren.

"How so? Didn't even know I existed until a couple of months ago."

"You're hard to get rid of," said Jean, which makes Eren laugh.

You grab a handful of sand and throw it at him. "Keep talking about Amelie; don't change the subject."

He clicked his tongue in annoyance and wiped the sand off his chest. You're disappointed; you thought it'd piss him off more. "I don't know what else to tell you. We broke up, then she gave me a letter. She called and texted me last night, and now she isn't here."

"But you guys broke up like a week ago. Was she going to come anyway?" you ask.

"I barely even remember it."

"No, they broke up. Then, she said she wouldn't come because it would be awkward, and when that didn't get a reaction out of Jean, she blew up and got super angry," Eren answered while still looking at the ocean. If you couldn't hear him, you'd assume he had no interest in the conversation.

"Out of Amelie and Jean, who's closer to Historia?" you say.

"Jean."

"Me."

"So even if you were dating, she wouldn't be here if you weren't?”

"Nope." Jean placed his sunglasses on his head, holding his long hair back. He took a sip from his beer.

"Give me more insider drama; you haven't said why you broke up."

Jean passed you the beer. "Isn't she your friend?"

"Well, you ruined her. She hasn't talked to me since you two started dating." You took a sip and scrunched your nose.

"No way," Eren said, almost accusingly.

"Yes, way. I didn't notice it until now because we saw each other at school. The last time we texted was probably three months ago. I didn't even know it was serious between you two."

"Me neither, man," says Jean.

"You're the most confusing man alive. What do you mean by that?"

"They were hooking up, then Amelie wanted them to be official, Jean didn't, and they broke up," Eren said, extending his hand to you, and you passed him the drink.

"What an asshole." You sneer.

"Right," said Eren.

"Since the beginning, I told her we were only hooking up. I broke it off because I noticed she was falling. You should give me a medal for that."

"Okay, superman, talk about the letter," you say.

His brows rose. "She told me she felt it in her bones we would meet again in the future."

"That's a long way to say 'see you next semester'," Eren laughed.

You cover your face with your hands, hiding your smile, and say, "I hope she kicks you in the balls next time she sees you." You look at Jean.

"Didn't she ghost you?" asked Jean.

"Oh, shut up, she had her reasons. I'd go crazy, too, if I had to date you."

Eren laughed as he took a sip.

Jean rolled his eyes and said, "I need a cigarette."

Eren scrunched his nose. "Don’t even think about it, you know I hate cigs."

"Yeah, I know," Jean said, standing up and walking toward Mikasa, who had a box in her hands.

"Do you think he's an ass, Eren?" you say.

"No," he adjusts his sitting position and takes a big gulp. "She agreed to it."

"Yeah, logically, but even I thought they were getting serious. Imagine how she felt."

"Sucks to suck." Eren shrugged. He holds the bottle between his lips and takes three big gulps. With the last one, he empties the bear and leaves it on the ground. He then looks at you and says, “Want to see something cool?"

After taking a quick detour to Historia's house and leaving your things there, Eren got the motorbike out of the garage.

"What do you think?" he said.

"It's green."

He smiled, and next thing you know, you held his waist as the wind blew on your face. You were high on adrenaline, but not from the bike. Since it was four-wheeled, it was fairly safe, but you had never been this close to Eren. Your chest lay flat against his back, your face on his nape, where you could feel the sweetest scent. Your eyes were closed as you felt gusts of wind smacking against your skin and clothes. You didn't know where he was taking you, and you didn't care.

The birds chirped as nightfall approached. It was getting darker and colder. As you scanned your surroundings for a place, you saw a few logs in a circle and what seemed to be an unlit bonfire.

"Stop here!"

"You sure?"

"Yes, yes!"

You held onto him tightly when you felt the bike slow its pace.

"Wait!" You look back, wind blowing on your face. "Go back!!" you tap impatiently on his shoulder.

He does as you say.

You get off the bike and cross the street to the beach, walking on sand instead of the pavement now. "There! The fire thingy!" You take Eren by the arm and pull him towards the place.

"Shit!" you say after stumbling on sand. Laughing uncontrollably the longer you spent in his presence.

Eren laughs and says, "How do you manage to fall on sand?"

“I didn't fall!” you whisper shout, practically being held up by his arm as your legs give out from laughter.

"Shh." Eren places his index finger on his lips. Ironically, his laughter could nearly drown out the sounds of the waves as they angrily hit the shore. Night growing deeper than your feet have sunk in the iced sand. "You're so loud."

You laugh even harder but place your hand on your mouth.

A particular wave hit the shore so hard that its sound completely overpowered how loud you and Eren were. While shocked, you looked at the source of the sound. "Guess we won't be having a dip," you said, laughter quickly joining you again.

"Can I give you a movie recommendation?" Eren says, looking down at you.

"Yeah."

"The Titanic? Don't know if you've heard of it."

"Oh, shut up. I was being sarcastic."

"No, you weren't. Just know that I wouldn't sacrifice myself like Jack for you."

You laugh with your mouth agape. "You're so fucking mean, Oh my God."

"Here!" he runs until he's close to one of the logs. "Is this it?!"

You try to keep up with him, your feet sinking into the sand and making it hard to move as freely as you'd like. You reach him, "Yes! Isn't this cute!"

"Guess so!" He beds down and fans the sand off one of the logs. He sits down and does the same to the piece of wood beside him. "Here."

His skin looked paler amongst the light that shone from the ocean—the perfect reflection of what was in the sky. Eren was captivating. You sit beside him and say, "Do you think it'll be awkward with Amelie and Jean?" You're not interested in them, but you'd die if the moment passed in silence.

"No, not really. Not Jean's first rodeo."

"Yeah, but will she be shunned?"

"Oh, that I don't know. I hope not, she's fun."

"Yeah, and Mikasa? Have you spoken to her today?"

He looks at you and sighs. "Yeah, actually. She reminded me Armin was staying with us; I forgot about that."

You look at him, confused, and he answers before you can ask.

"Almost every holiday, Armin's parents travel abroad for research. Ever since Armin's grandad died, he has stayed with us. Not always, though; that's why I forgot."

You nod. "Right."

Eren rests his elbows on his thighs and looks down, fidgeting with his hands.

"You miss them."

"I can't talk to him."

"What did he do, Eren?"

He looked at you, frustrated. "He-" he sighed. "No, I can't. He betrayed me. They both did, but I guess Mikasa's easier to understand." The dip between his brows grew deeper the more he thought about it. The topic, visually, makes him uncomfortable.

"Have they tried talking? Have you tried listening?"

He let out a breathy laugh, which felt more like a snicker. "Yes, and no. There's no excuse because it has nothing to do with them. They butted into my business and kept saying 'it was to protect me.'"

You furrow your brows. "Protect you from what?"

"Exactly!" he exaggerated by lifting his arms. "Thank you; they won't tell me. It's part of the 'protection,' I guess."

"Serial killer on the loose, maybe?”

He laughs. "Right. Got little Armin working overtime.”

You laugh. "Okay, but seriously," you elbow him. "Surely it can't be that bad. They're being dramatic.”

"Yes, I know. I won't have to deal with it soon, though." He kicks some sand.

You look at him to continue his sentence.

"College."

"Oh." You quietly say. "Do you know which one he's attending?"

"Oxbridge, probably. No problem there, God knows I'll never attend."

"Did you apply to them?"

"Yes, Mum convinced me to, but I wouldn't want to go even if I got in."

"Why not?"

"Bunch of private school tories." He shook his head.

You laugh. "Oh, that's rich coming from you."

"Yes, but I'm cool; they're all losers."

"Right."

"And you?"

"What about me?"

"This isn't an interview, dummy," he bumps you. Where will you be going?"

You sigh. "It's stupid."

"Just say it."

"I applied to quite a few, but I really want to get into Kings."

"I applied there, too." A smile crept into his face.

You smile back. "Let's see if it happens then."

Silence overtakes the moment, the waves behind you serving as enough noise for the silence not to be punishing, or maybe the punishment part had long departed. Perhaps you and Eren had grown so close that the lack of conversation between the two did not make you nervous but comfortable. Surprisingly, the silence felt like a warm blanket, covering the two in warmth and happy feelings, with no thoughts tormenting your every move and no anxiety creeping up your spine to cloud your actions—or lack thereof—just peace. You look at Eren, your head slightly lifting for your eyes to gather all there was to him. Eren looked down at you.

Many times, you would've looked away and continued with the conversation, but this time, you simply stared at him, not shy of intense eye contact—eye contact so powerful that it'd feel sinful to look away from such beauty.

If only you knew you shared thoughts. Almost as if there was an indescribable, transcendental connection between your minds. You always carry each other in your minds, whether by thinking of one another or sharing consciousness, reasoning, morals, even personalities. The way in which you process information and how you experience and see the world—you were the same, a mirror created by the same being, only slightly incomplete. For when you were to be reunited, you'd feel the affection of a thousand lifetimes, the love and care cultivated by a hundred different versions of yourselves.

The moon and the stars only aid your passion. Your skin glistened, and specks of sand on your skin got caught in the light of the rock that floated from thousands of kilometers away. You were breathtakingly gorgeous. And Eren found himself, yet again, unable to hold back. Unable to look away from the places in your body that yelled for his attention, for his affection. He let the trail of light the moon shone on your skin guide him. From the highest points of your shoulders to the supple skin of your breasts. You quietly follow his gaze, knowing the blues of your bathing suit mixed so well with those in the pigment of your skin. Eren looked at you in a way you had only dreamed of before.

You reach out a hand on his thigh. "Hey," you say.

He looks up at your eyes, and it's torture. You looked up at him in a way he had only dared to fantasize. In a way, he never thought he'd see. Your eyes stared into his very soul, and he knew this sight too well. He had seen it only a hundred times as the nights came down and all 'goodnights' had been said. Only when he'd be alone in bed, with his hand beneath his sheets, would he allow himself to breathe you in the ways he needed.

Though they were mere thoughts, they felt every bit as real as this moment. Eren felt like a simple pinch would be the answer to all his problems, including solving the question of whether this was real, but if it was, wouldn't he look foolish after doing so?

And so he held your gaze in his and decided to extend a hand to you. Once feeling your warm skin against the palm of his hands, he knew this was real.

This was real.

An uncontrollable stride bubbled up inside him, a want, a need to have you, to feel you, to bathe in the scent of your unforgiving and cruel body—so torturous, for it hasn't been his yet. He took the hand he had placed on your chin and put it on your waist, feeling the shape of you he had dreamed of. He pulled you closer.

"Eren."

He looked down at you, into your eyes, again, whispering softly. "What, what?" He pulled you closer.

You grab his face. You appreciate his eyes, the locks of hair that were caught in between the tips of your fingers, his overall beauty.

You simply smile at him before ending all it all and joining your lips with his.

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Hello, everyone!! Last time I updated this story was two years ago, and I wanted to apologize for my inconsistency, hopefully this chapter will make up for it!! Chapter ten is almost finished, it'll definitely be out this month!!

Thank you so much for reading, I’m ready to come back for good and finish trainwreck!!

ps: Also, I'm so sorry if it isn't as good as my past chapters, or if it's fast paced, I'm veryyy rusty and I struggled so much with remembering how to describe things and expressions. Hopefully it wasn't too bad.

See you guys next time!! :))