#shingeki no kyoujin smau

[mishellii]

spooky season

including: levi, eren, armin, jean & connie

reblogs & likes appreciated <3

masterlist

a/n: happy october and i'll see u beans next time aaabyebye xx

divider by: @strangergraphics

[hyugaswhore]

ᴛʜᴇ ᴇx-ꜰɪʟᴇꜱ ꜰᴛ. ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴀᴄᴋᴇʀᴍᴀɴ ✦ paradise

you stirred awake as a raucous sound blared from your phone. golden rays flooded your vision, causing you to squint in annoyance, harshly tapping the screen that disturbed your beauty sleep. you pulled the blankets around you as you shuffled again to try to go back to sleep. but with the sun shining brightly through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the echoes of the alarm still ringing in your ears, you groaned loudly and turned on your phone. seeing the big, bold 11:07 am on the lockscreen, you blinked once, twice. 

shit. 

panic filled your veins as you shot up from the fluffy bed, hurrying over to the bathroom as you sent a quick text to your manager and agent. 

you rolled your eyes at the blond’s messages, scoffing as you stepped into the shower, deciding to take your sweet time. who schedules a 10:30 AM shoot anyway?

the loud clacks of your heels echoed in the large lobby, nodding to the receptionist as you passed by. your face scrunched upon feeling the vibrations in your pocket. fishing your phone out, you opened it and smirked at the text.

you chuckled in amusement, changing your course and heading over to the designated studio smugly. 

of course he already had a new shoot waiting for you. with the way your popularity was skyrocketing, it was clear what the people wanted. and you’re hot, who wouldn’t want more? 

pushing open the doors, your lips pulled into a grimace looking at the bright lights and decorated set. with a heavy sigh, you walked further into the room. this is gonna be a long day…

you sighed in satisfaction, walking off the set and stretching. you stiffened as you met icy blue eyes, flinching slightly before walking over to him. 

“studio d13, one hour.” 

scrunching your brows, you mocked him as he walked away. catching your eyes, the photographer flashed a thumbs up at you while you smiled in return. but that smile soon fell as you walked into your private dressing room, plopping down onto the bed. 

your eyes widened as you read the tweet over and over again. blood rushed through you as the silence of the room became deafening. before you knew it, your fingers flew across the screen in hopes of not yelling out personal grievances to your coworkers.

you slammed your phone down, grumbling in irritation as you closed your eyes, taking a well deserved nap.

masterlist — next ↠

ꜱʏɴ✦ᴘꜱɪꜱ after the sudden news of your ex's engagement, you aired out your grievances without a second thought. and oh, that wasn't your burner account?

[icysinner]

influenced — chapter one | a hellcat. click the pictures for better quality.

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈����: sasha decides to join her two friend groups, thinking everyone will just be friends.

warnings: swearing, mentions of drugs & alcohol.

𝐍𝐘𝐀 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: i know i said end of may, i couldn’t help myself. also took a lot of inspo from this for this chapter! live, love, laugh berleezy <3

tags: @hoohoohope @princessuchiha314

𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 ᥫ᭡ 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁

ⴰ ࣭͘ ♡⃝

-ˏˋ 𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄. ˊˎ-

⎯⎯⎯⎯

the room was already full of laughter as the stream began, various conversations going on as the cameras filmed the group of friends. “armin, how the fuck do i work this?” jean asked, holding a dab pen in his hand, earning an eye roll from armin. “you literally just hold the button and pull.. you interrupted my conversation for that?” armin said, his tone laced with faux-irritation, just doing it to annoy jean. “oh, my bad. continue your date, armin.” jean replied, teasing him and kaira, who were currently in deep conversation. “can you two stop making out back there? we’re live.” eren said, spinning in his chair, reading the chat.

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jeagerist4l i’m crying armin & jean already arguing

jaybandz eren knew what he was doing bringing the baddies on stream

armoneysgf sasha & y/n late they need to come on so the party can start

ihrtjeager what da hell we doing today

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“we waiting for sasha and y/n so we can start —semaj, call your friends.” eren said, looking over at semaj, who was currently on her phone with eren’s cat, carla, in her lap. “why do i have to do it?” semaj whined, opening the ‘phone’ app. “because you were the first person i thought of.” eren replied, a sending her a bright smile. semaj’s phone rang twice before you answered. “i’m literally in front of the door, bye, semaj.” you said, before quickly hanging up the phone and opening eren’s front door. as you and sasha walked into eren’s stream room, the chat quickly sped up, everyone saying hello to the two of you.

as the room filled with greetings and smiles, you made your way to jean first, giving him a hug like you haven’t seen him in ages, which was pretty true. you and jean had a complicated friendship, one that often had people wondering if the two of you were dating or not. “get a room, ew.” mikasa said, a laugh coming quickly after as she realized the look of embarrassment on your face and the redness on jean’s ears. “mikasa, shut up, oh my god.” you said, sitting down next to armin and kaira.

as the stream continued on, the group talked about anything the chat brought up, whether it’d been when you all met the first time or talking about embarrassing stories of each other. the internet loved it. although doing this for clout wasn’t the reason everyone did it — it definitely didn’t hurt.

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erensdelulugf W STREAM.

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[alominum]

♡ Jealous teacher Levi Ackerman ♡

(SFW)

I kind of want to make this a full story ♡

• Levi isn’t actually going out to dinner with Petra. He lost his composure for a moment and just sent the first thing that came to mind, hoping to get y/n jealous.♡

[ayno-magi]

Here are the rest of the social medias of the characters.

[jeagerhearts]

stereo hearts (aot smau)

status: ongoing!

pairings: eren jaeger x reader, armin arlert x reader

summary: transferring to your childhood friend’s college seemed like a good idea at first. until you meet his friends, and have to make a choice that’ll possibly effect the future of a friendship immensely.

warnings: angsttt, fluff, (attempted) crack humor, fighting, weird exes, cursing

00. uni whores

01. connie stop skipping

02. day one’s only (with an exception)

03. armin??

04. no one hmu

05. #armineren

06. in conclusion

07. SOS

08. mini cakes

09. crazy

10. crush

11. roses and tulips

12. jokes

13. spills and bills

14. tba!

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armin’s route:

…

eren’s route:

...

tag list is open!!

[spaceisout]

Reiner being an absolute sweetheart

Pairing: Au!College Reiner Braun x F!Reader

Warning(s): a bit of sadness and being distant, also him just showering you in compliments <3

[analbedo]

📔 school days ft bad boy eren jaeger

your time as class president is coming to an end as your senior year is almost over— you hoped it’d be uneventful, until your worst behaved classmate eren decides to get revenge for all those times you got him in trouble.

𐐪 warning: this fic contains dark content, please read my dark content disclaimer before continuing. minors dni.

🦢 cw: noncon/rape, use of the word rape, unconsensual creampie, exhibitionism (filming), choking, degradation, slapping, bondage, knife play, voyeurism, dacryphilia, misogyny sorta, sexual harassment, generally triggering

° 𐐪 ♡ 𐑂 nsfw below the cut! 𐐪 ♡ 𐑂 °

5 more weeks, you told yourself. 5 more weeks and you were done with school, with your incompetent teachers, menial assignments, and barbaric classmates, the worst of them being eren jaeger.

you had become class president for the sake of earning the respect of your peers, and it worked for the most part. you oversaw the halls with a reserved fairness; you weren’t interested in intimidating anyone so much as you were making sure your class had order. your teachers adored you for enforcing rules they couldn’t, and your classmates, especially the male ones, admired you as well.

the only students you couldn’t control were eren and his lackeys. floch was the worst one, though every so often eren could provoke jean into misbehaving, too. no amount of reporting to administrators or writing him up could get eren to follow the rules. he was shameless, really, lifting girls’ skirts up so he could snap a picture underneath, cornering them in the hallway to ask for homework answers, or making lewd comments all while you were in earshot. part of you believe he was doing it solely to rile you up, shoving past you as he would walk away from his victims.

he was crass, infuriating, and rude, but, in a few weeks time, he’d no longer be your problem. you’d found out from a classmate he had cheated during his final exams— floch had passed him answers— and told the principal. if he had any chance of graduating, it was now decimated. it was a petty thing to do, really, and you felt bad for subjecting your teachers to another year of eren, but you were tired of him thinking he could always get what he wanted. humbling him gave you a sadistic sort of satisfaction. for the last month of school, you were finally at peace.

“hey.” you jumped as two large hands made contact with metal in the sides of your head, caging you in to the wall of lockers. you didn’t need to turn around to know it was eren, his rough voice and choking scent of body spray gave him away. you ignored your pounding heart as you turned around to face him.

“what do you want, jaeger?” you asked, folding your arms across your chest with an eye roll.

“did you fucking snitch on me?” your stomach fluttered as he leaned in, emerald eyes glowing menacingly with rage.

you swallowed, refusing to back down. you’d stood up to him and chided him countless times, but there was something so…threatening about his aura today it made you want to get as far away as you could.

you huffed, trying to hide your fear. “yes. you violated the school’s honor code. academic dishonesty is serious. they’d never let you get away with it in college.” you smirked before turning around to open your locker. “but, i guess you’ll never know, right? not like you can graduate after pulling that.”

you shrieked as you felt a large hand yank you back harshly by your hair. you kept screaming until eren’s rough hand clamped around your mouth as he leaned in to your ear.

“worthless fucking bitch,” he spat. “you’re gonna fucking pay for what you did.”

as if on cue, floch approached you, smiling lecherously as he tore off a strip of dull gray duct tape. you let out muffled protests as he bound your wrists, tears filling your eyes as you panicked. it was dawning on you that you three were likely the only people in the building— it was an early release day, and you had only stayed behind to study in the library.

“shoulda kept your mouth shut, sweetheart,” floch cooed as eren dropped his hand from your mouth. floch firmly pressed the tape to your mouth, squeezing your tear stained cheeks with a giggle.

———

you cried out in pain as eren ripped the tape off your mouth, crumpling the strip and tossing it across the empty classroom. the two managed to drag you into the room fairly easily— they were much stronger, after all, and no one was there to hear your muffled cries for them to let you go. floch had re-bound your wrists around a pipe in the back corner, securing you in place.

“girls like you piss me off more than anything,” eren began, reaching for something in his pocket. you gasped as he pulled out a knife, flicking his wrist calmly to reveal the sharp blade. “you think you can do whatever you want ‘cause you’re cute, right?” you tilted your head up as the metal point of his knife made contact with your chin. “think you can look down on me and get away with it, huh?”

“what are you—“

“shut the fuck up and listen, whore.” eren hissed, cutting you off. “i let you get me in trouble all semester ‘cause i thought it was cute. weak little girl like you telling me off, made me wanna bend you over and fuck that attitude out of ya. got me more horny than man, honestly. but,” you whined as he gripped your neck, squeezing so tight you could feel your head starting to swim. “you had to push your fucking luck. you thought i was gonna let you get away with disrespecting me?”

“i- stop- i didn’t-“ you choked out. you’d pass out if he kept at it, the thought of what he might do to your sleeping body keeping you alert enough to fight unconsciousness. he let go, and you gasped for air, taking deep breathes before finishing your sentence. “i didn’t disrespect you,” you croaked with a hoarse voice. “you broke the rules, jaeger. punishing me isn’t going to change that. just let me go.”

floch laughed obnoxiously before squatting down to eye level with you. “wow,” he began, ruffling your hair. “you sure make a lot of commands for someone tied up against her will.” he gripped you hair now, jerking your head towards him. “in case you haven’t noticed, slut, we’re alone. you don’t have any fucking authority here. we can do whatever we want to you, and you’re not gonna be able to stop it. so, maybe stop bitching and start begging, we might go easy on you.”

your heart started beating faster in your chest. you realized you hadn’t put much thought into what eren meant by “punishing;” it was dawning on you that these were two men, in an empty classroom, one of whom admitted to thinking you were cute. panic flooded your senses as you attempted to back up further against the wall, breath hitching.

“nononononono,” you whispered, eyes widened with shock as you looked between the two. “don’t- don’t-“

“don’t what? use your words, slut,” eren said disinterestedly. “cat got your tongue? or is it just too hot in here for you to think?” eren grabbed the collar of your button up, pulling the fabric away as he slashed down the front of your shirt, exposing your chest.

fat warm tears spilled out of your eyes. you realized what his intentions were with you, the thought terrifying. you jerked your wrists agains the pole, ignoring the aching pain as you tried to free yourself.

“she’s kinda hot when she cries,” floch said, swiping a tear from your cheek.

eren didn’t respond, tossing his knife to the side as he hoisted you up to straddle him. he groped your breast with one hand, using his other to grind you against his bulge.

“such a pretty body, wasted on an annoying bitch,” he mumbled, roling his hips into you, his dick pressing into your cunt. “can’t wait to fuck you til you learn how to act right, fuck, gonna make sure you know your place.”

“don’t,” you whispered, the warmth of his cock making you wet despite the disgust and terror pulsing through your veins. his hand left your breast as he unbuckled the belt of his school uniform, pulling his pants down so his length sprang free. you tried to shuffle backwards, not wanting his slimy pink cock anywhere near you, but his firm grip on your ass held you in place.

“where do you think you’re going?” eren asked, his eyes fixed on his dick as he slowly stroked himself. he glanced back up at you, his face expressionless besides a hint of boredom.

his breath was warm on your face, and your breath hitched as you squirmed in his lap. you didn’t want your first time to be like this— not here, and certainly not with him. the thought of his long, thick cock splitting you open made you nauseous. he grabbed you with both hands now, biting his lower lip as he held you in place.

“let go. you fucking animal— get your gross hands off me,” you hissed, the panic and revulsion manifesting as anger. how dare he touch you like this? you refused to give up your virginity to someone like him.

“told ya we should’ve knocked her out,” floch called, staring at the door.

“nah, i like it when they fight,” eren said as he flipped up the skirt to your uniform. his thumb found your clit, sending jolts of pleasure through you in spite of yourself as he rubbed small circles onto it through the fabric. “means it’s gonna feel even better when she realizes it’s pointless.” his thumb hooked under the cloth of your panties, tugging them to the side as he slowly dragged his cock down your cunt. eren looked up at you, the fear evident in your face.

“eren. seriously, stop— you can’t—“ you wheezed, barely able to speak through the tears and shock.

eren clicked his tongue with an eye roll. “dumb bitch still isn’t getting it. stop wasting you breath trying to tell me what i can or can’t do,” he began, lining himself up with your hole. “we both know, i’ll always get what i want.” eren yanked your hips towards his as he plunged his thick cock into your small cunt. you shrieked, searing white pain engulfing your walls as he stretched you out.

“shit, you’re so fucking tight,” eren mumbled, seemingly unaffected by your wailing. you screamed, begging him to pull out, his pulsing dick pressed against your cervix, splitting you open harshly. you jerked your body, desperate to get away from him. eren’s fingers dug into the soft flesh of your hips as he turned to floch. “she’s moving too much. un tape her and hold her still for me.”

floch did as he was told, tying your wrists instead with his tie and pinning them to your chest with one hand as he held you against him. his other hand found your breasts, squeezing the soft flesh as you resisted.

eren sighed, adjusting his angle before pulling out nearly all the way and slamming into your tight walls again. he ignored your screams as he pounded into your hole, panting.

“fuck, fuck you feel good,” he moaned, sweat dripping down his flushed face. “so fucking wet, ‘ts sliding in so good— shit.” he threw his head back, eyes scrunched with pleasure as he ravaged your cunt. “damn tight too— ‘ts like your body doesn’t want me inside, i can feel how much you don’t want it, so fucking hot.”

you couldn’t make out what he was saying, the pain of each thrust had you on the verge of unconsciousness. just as you were about to slip under, you heard the door open.

you felt your heart leap, certain it was someone that was going to save you from this torture.

“aw look,” floch hummed lowly, rolling your nipples between his fingers. “our camera man is finally here.”

you hazily opened your eyes to see jean, phone in hand. you cried out to him, voice soft and raspy from screaming so loudly. he was always nice to you in class, (a little too nice, really), maybe he’d heard you crying out and came to help.

“look at that face,” eren jeered at your desperate expression. “think he’s coming to save you? so fucking pathetic.” he sent a harsh slap to your face, snapping you back to reality. you felt sick as you watched his dick pump in and out of you, a slimy ring of your slick surrounding the base. “take a better look at him, sweetheart. see how hard he’s gettin’? bet he wishes he could do this to ya.” you looked over at jean, who refused to meet your glazed over eyes as he held his phone with shaky hands. you looked down, disgust pooling in your stomach as you saw the prominent boner in his pants. “he volunteered to take the video, too. bet he’s gonna go home and get off to you gettin’ raped.” eren laughed at your despaired expression, his cock practically throbbing with lust.

“are you crying again?” floch asked, spreading his fingers so he could toy with both of your nipples single-handedly.

you hadn’t noticed your tears began again, shaky breaths escaping you as eren continued rutting into you mercilessly.

“don’t act so surprised. you think anyone would come help a slut like you?” eren spat. the pain had began to subside, replaced with dull pleasure as one of the throbbing veins of his cock dragged against your sweet spot. “bet every guy in school’s thought about doing this to you. whores like you deserve to get raped, til you learn your fucking place.” he slapped you again, the skin on your cheek stinging with the impact. “weak little bitch like you should know better than to look down on me.”

you didn’t respond, your mind too far gone from the pain and growing pleasure as he fucked you. your walls were getting slicker in spite of the queasiness in your stomach. you were disgusted at the way his hands felt on your ass, the way he panted as he shoved his cock inside you, the way sweat ran down his handsome face.

“fuck- i’m close-“ eren gasped. “gonna- breed this little pussy— pump you so fucking full.”

“no!” you screamed, writhing in floch and eren’s grasps. being taken advantage of was repulsive enough— the thought of his disgusting cum getting anywhere near you made bile rise up in your throat. “stop it! don’t- pull it out-“

“fighting is pointless,” eren groaned, his rhythm awkward as he tried not to cum. “not like you can get away. besides-“ his hand found your neck again, his vice grip making you dizzy. “seeing how much you hate it just makes me wanna do it more.”

“eren, please don’t,” you begged, desperate enough to drop your uppity act. “please, don’t cum inside me. i’ll do anything, please, i’m sorry.”

“yeah?” eren asked, slamming your hips into his and stilling inside you. “ ‘ts too late now.” he smirked as he released inside you, warm and slimy strings of cum spurting inside your cunt. you felt your body freeze in disgust as he filled you with his thick, milky liquid.

you couldn’t stop yourself from crying again, wailing with humiliation and disgust as eren laughed.

“look at that, i’m still hard,” eren remarked, his solid cock twitching inside you. he looked at your tear stained face, filled with revulsed abhorrence. “guess that means i can go again.” his eyes flicked behind your head to look at floch. “sorry, you’re gonna have to wait longer for your turn.”

[cousinconnie]

Eren wants to see you

Inspired because I’m currently babysitting 🗿 it’s been a while since I’ve even eren attention so here you go 🤲

Will start cranking out stuff from the ask box soon I’ve been distracted 😭 I’m doing a demon slayer rewatch 😈‼️

[tamewkii]

✧┊not responding to their ily message

Attack On Titan: eren, armin, jean, connie, levi, reiner

warning(s): stinky eren slander, caps, reiner honkers

a/n: so I at first wanted to do erwin instead of reiner but ehh works too

[hyugaswhore]

ᴛʜᴇ ᴇx-ꜰɪʟᴇꜱ ꜰᴛ. ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴀᴄᴋᴇʀᴍᴀɴ ✦ vip lounge

college dropouts | vip lounge | total drama island

ꜱʏɴ✦ᴘꜱɪꜱ after the sudden news of your ex's engagement, you aired out your grievances without a second thought. and oh, that wasn't your burner account?

[alominum]

♡ Levi Ackerman as your college teacher ♡ SMAU

You've always sucked at math. Luckily, your brother's friend, Levi Ackerman, who is also your maths teacher, offered to help you out by giving you some lessons after school🖤

Levi Ackerman

(SFW, just som very subtle flirting I guess)

🖤🖤

[ayno-magi]

Introduction

──❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚──

Just a lil’ fun activity I thought I could do.

[zeeroweenies]

IFHY.

DESC ✿ you and eren are the worst together.

MATCHUP ✿ eren x f!reader

CW ✿ very toxic relationship ; arguing ; make up sex ; dacryphilia ; verbal abuse ; cheating/gaslighting ; impact play ; mouth spitting ; oral f → m ; rough sex turned soft ; not proofed.

WC ✿ 2K+

2:45 AM.

And it’s been six hours since Eren stormed out of your apartment off to god knows where, every one of your texts and calls asking his whereabouts being ignored or sent to voicemail.

It’s been nearly three years since you two started dating, and it’s always the same old shit. A five step cycle, really: Eren does something to piss you off and make you cry, he makes you seem like you’re in the wrong for reacting a certain way and makes you feel like shit for it, the two of you fight, fuck, and make up. Simple you could say, but not really.

8:27 PM. where are you?

9:05 PM. baby please text me back.

You don’t even remember what the cause of this fallout was, it was just that stupid. You and Eren are always getting into petty fights. Whether it be about who’s going to take the dog for a walk or something dumb either one of you said to piss each other off, you were constantly at each other’s throats. And it was tiring, repeating the same routine with Eren has seriously gotten old over the years.

But here you were, blowing up his phone afterwards and begging for him to come back like you always do. Pathetic, it really is.

12:13 AM. i’m getting really worried, eren.

12:59 AM. are you out with some bitch? answer my calls you fucking asshole!

The only thing you can remember was the loud exchange between you two, screaming at each other to the top of your lungs until you were hoarse, voices booming through the thin walls of your apartment so loud that your neighbors were bound to hear it, they always do.

You’re right up in Eren’s grill, so close and invading his personal space that he can feel the anger behind your words. “Where the fuck are you going, Eren? Do you even love me anymore?” Please say you do.

He doesn’t even answer you, his hand flying upwards to zip close his hoodie. “I’m not gonna keep putting up with your bullshit, all you do is bitch and whine about meaningless shit. I’m sick of it.”

“Then leave!” Don’t go.

A scoff falls from his lips, making you shrink a little on the inside when he says, “Say less.” Walking out of your shared apartment, the loud bang of the door slamming shut making you jump in place.

2:20 AM. if you’re gonna stay out this late don’t bother coming back.

Eren cheats on you, you know he does. But simply just knowing still doesn’t cushion the blow, especially when you allow it to happen. He flagrantly messes with other girls, behind your back and right in your face. What was wrong with you? Did he not find you sexy anymore? What do other girls have that you don’t? It’s like he doesn’t even respect you anymore, like you’re just some plaything he can throw away the moment he gets bored with you.

But your mind inevitably comes back to one question when fights like these occur: why do you let it happen?

You’re never able to come up with an answer, and just when you think you’re about to, the faint sound of keys jingling and wriggling the doorknob to reveal your boyfriend snaps you from your thoughts. Speak of the devil.

“Where have you been?” You shoot up from your place on the couch, tear stricken eyes on display and puffy from crying so hard. Your little act earning an eye roll from Eren, trudging his way to the comfort of your shared room after kicking off his sneakers.

“Eren, answer me.” You’re trailing right behind him, smaller hand attaching itself to his cotton sweater making him shake you off with a hint of annoyance.

“Don’t touch me.”

The words are so cold that they make you recoil in disbelief, brows furrowed at the fact that Eren practically treated you like a stranger on the street.

He’s already pulling night clothes from the huge dresser sitting near the foot of your bed when more tears begin to build at your eyes, clouding your vision before you gain the courage to speak again as your voice cracks. “Did you fuck someone else?”

Eren sneers at the pain evident in your voice, at the way you look so pathetic when you cry. You’re always fucking crying. Boo fucking hoo.

His shirt is halfway over his head as he pulls it off, muscles bulging as his gaze falls on you. “Since you wanna know so bad, yeah. I fucked someone else. So what? What’re you gonna do, leave? We both know that’s not happening, baby.”

A twisted feeling builds in your tummy, unable to do anything but just stand there like a brainless mummy while he goes on about the entire escapade like you’re not even there. “She was tight too. Got so fuckin’ wet when my dick was hitting her spot, you should’ve heard her screaming my name. Best pussy I’ve ever had, I swear to god.”

More tears well in the pits of your eyes but Eren doesn’t seem to have an ounce of remorse, a dead look taking over his features as he looks down on you. “Go ahead, cry. I don’t give a fuck.”

You sniffle, words almost coming out like gibberish as you cry. “You’re a piece of shit.”

He snorts, brow quirking as his face inches closer to yours. “Did you forget you cheated on me too? That you fucked around with my best friend? Or are you too fucking brain dead to remember?”

Oh yeah, that. Oops? Yes, you did cheat on Eren. But to be fair, he cheated on you first.

You’re quick to defend yourself, hand pointing your chest. “Why are you acting like I’m the one in the wrong? Like I fu—”

“Because you did fuck him, you stupid bitch!” His raucous voice along with the items knocked off of the dresser and clattering loudly onto the floor is enough to make you jump back in alarm. Eren’s always had problems with managing his temper, so naturally you were afraid. “Stop, you’re scaring me!”

Everything goes haywire. And as if you aren’t already distraught from the night’s ordeal, the next words that come out of Eren’s mouth are sure to seal the deal: “I don’t love you anymore.”

Air gets caught in your throat and all of a sudden it feels like you just got punched in the gut, like you can’t breathe. Your voice comes out small, “What?”

Both of your gazes are fixed on each other, a dead look in Eren’s emerald eyes. “I. Don’t. Love. You.” He repeats slowly, word for word to make sure you got the memo. “Do I have to fucking spell it out?”

The lids of your eyes flutter in disbelief. Once, and then twice. “I fucking hate you.”

You hate him, yet you’re on your knees choking on his cock with tears rolling down your cheeks in a stream with your nails digging marks into the backs of Eren’s thighs.

A hiss falls from his mouth when his tip touches the back of your throat, painful stinging searing through your scalp as he drags you up and down his length. “God, You know how much better you look when you shut the fuck up?” Tears wet your thick lashes as he pulls you off, your breathing ragged. “I hate you.”

It earns a rough slap to the side of your face, sending you in the other direction before he grabs your jaw with harsh force and pries it open, saliva falling onto your tongue as he spits into your mouth. “Shut the fuck up when I’m talking to you.”

“I h-hate you… so fucking much, Eren.” The dried tears on your face are replaced with new ones, a weak whine coming from your lips as he jerks you up harshly by the hair before virtually throwing you onto the plush bed like a rag doll, his huge figure towering over your body.

“Keep talking, and I’m really gonna give you something to cry about.” His tip pushes past your slick entrance before you can even say anything, mouth dropping open as he slams himself into you fully.

“You still hate me, huh? Even when I fuck you like this?” His hips angle to hit the soft spot inside you causing your nails to grip tightly at the sheets, muttering a shaky yes. Eren’s not convinced, rough hand connecting with the side of your face, making you involuntarily tighten around him.

“You’re lying. Stop that shit.” His breath is hot against your lips, setting your entire body ablaze paired with the overwhelming feeling of his cock stretching your walls so nicely.

Times like these always make you question whether Eren really loves you or not. You’ve convinced yourself that things are always going to be like this, like you’re stuck in the twilight zone or some crazy shit like that.

As much as you hated to admit it, you liked this. You like the way Eren hurts you, how he rips you apart only to piece you back together all over again.

It’s not surprising to you. He always does this, fucking with your head and your feelings only to make it better with his dick later.

Looking up into his eyes, you can almost see the guy you first fell in love with all those years ago, but he’s replaced with something so much more heinous– he doesn’t even look at you the same way he used to. No, this isn’t your Eren. You know this, and still you allow yourself to get caught up in his web.

“Do you still love me? Please, please, Eren—” You beg as your eyes shut tight, clinging onto his next words like glue. He can see it, gaze softening as his strokes increase in speed, kissing your tearful face as your whimpers fuel his lust even more.

“I love you more than anything baby, you’re all I have,” his words are sweeter than sugar in your ears as his hands hook behind your soft thighs to push them forward hitting even deeper inside of you, pulling a deep groan from him as he feels his tip hit your cervix. “I love you too,” you cry.

The look on your face is almost priceless, so pitiful hanging onto his every word. It makes him feel so powerful, the way he knows you need him and will always stay with him no matter how many times he fucks up as long as he keeps telling you these beautiful lies. “Fuck– You’re too good for me, I’m so lucky to have you.”

“Gonna cum— oh, fuck—” Eren cums at the same exact moment that you do, fucking his cum into your cunt so much that it spills out, loud squelching combined with your sweet moans against each other’s lips only making aftershocks of your orgasms that much better.

I love you, I love you, I love you, you repeat internally with each stroke Eren gives you before his hips still inside you. He collapses heavily on top of you, your hearts beating in sync while coming down from your highs. “Please stay with me, I don’t know what I’ll do if you leave.” his voice cracks, your hands flying to his now loosened bun as you rush to console him.

Often times you’ve questioned how you two were even compatible in the first place; you’re a doormat, and Eren’s attitude is more inconstant like the moon itself. The two of you together are a match made in hell, a fucked up spinoff of Romeo and Juliet.

But inevitably you always come back to one conclusion: you’ll never really leave Eren Jaeger. And as long as he needs you, you’ll need him. Shit, maybe you two really do deserve each other.

You want to cry, but it feels like all the tears you’ve had left to spare are gone, voice barely above a whisper as you hold him closer. “I will.”

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AOT Boys and their love languages:

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tutor me! - bertholdt/bimbo!reader headcannons

MINORS DNI

tags: bimbo reader, afab reader, size kink, nsfw, minior degradation?

inspiration: bertholdt hoover/bimbo reader. i got inspiration from seraphdream's post, so i feel i added the link because i want to give credit where credit is due. i really, really, enjoyed their post so you should check it out, too.

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notes: i saw these pictures of berhtoldt from this small reibert anthology douijinshi called delivereiner and i haven't been the same ever since. here is the link to some of the scans. i apologize, i don't know the translation. all my dumb little pea brain knows is wow that man is so hot i'm going to cry. i have not known a day of peace since i've seen these fucking panels.

hi god it's me again. i just really want a college AU where y/n comes from like, a shitload of money. their dad owns a bunch of hotels and resorts nationwide and worldwide. they could live comfortably and never have to work a day in their life but they really want to prove that they're capable of being taken seriously and worth taking over the family business. y/n's dad tells them that if they graduate college, he'll start taking them seriously. so y/n is trying desperately to get a degree in business management.

and by hot i mean y/n is stupidly hot. like, tiny miniskirts, low-cut shirts that just let the titties you know, titty. loves bright colors like pinks, yellows, blues. loves flower-printed shirts, high heels, tiny purses, the whole nine yards.

and like, y/n is kind of spoiled and doesn't understand money all that well. they're used to getting what they want, when they want - but that doesn't mean they're spoiled. in fact, they're really, really, sweet and kind. they're just unfortunately stupid.

by devastatingly stupid i mean devastatingly stupid. like miserably failing math, cannot figure out how the fuck to isolate x, but tries so hard. like no matter how hard y/n studies and how late they stay up, they just can't seem to get it.

you spend forever trying to find someone who will genuinely tutor you. you tried with a few people in your class, but it was instantly trying to get up your skirt. it would have been flattering if you didn't have a class to pass. in the end, your professor suggests that you visit the math's department math center and request a tutor. so you do and they set a time and date for you to come meet one of their tutors to work on your review for your upcoming test.

when you first meet bertholdt, he's behind a table in the library looking down at his textbook, readjusting his oversized sweater. when you approach the table, you ask in a very friendly manner. "are you my math tutor? i'm y/n"

he doesn't even look up when he gives his own friendly response. "yeah! i'm supposed to be your tutor. i'm -" and when he looks up to give you his name, lil homie gets an eye full of the tops of your breasts. his immediate reaction is to turn incredibly red and look away, sputtering his name. "- bertholdt. hoover! bertholdt hoover! that's my name!"

you notice his anxiety and how red his face is but you don't think anything of it. the majority of the time you spend is him trying to explain simple concepts you should already have grasped by the middle of the semester but just haven't. despite absolutely refusing to look below your neckline, bertholdt exercises infinite patience with you - which you really appreciate because nobody seems to exercise any patience with you at all.

over the course of your next several sessions, you develop somewhat of a friendship. you and berthodlt exchange numbers and text regularly, though you've never seen him outside of where he tutors you. but even so, over text and your small talks after your tutoring sessions you get to know each other. you learn that he's paying his way through school and supporting his sick dad and he almost has a heart attack when he learns that your dad owns the biggest chain of resorts and hotels across the world. it's probably the first time you feel respected and valued? love it. brb gonna pass out.

the middle of the semester comes and you actually pass your midterm. you're so elated that you text bertholdt, asking him if he'd let you take him out for drinks/dinner as a thank you. at first he expresses discomfort in the idea of someone else spending money on him, but you insist and express that the cost really is nothing. bertholdt reluctantly agrees because free food is free food, the two of you get along really well, and he'd be lying if he said he hadn't imagined himself bending you over the table and burying himself in your cunt every time your nose screwed up in confusion or thought about pressing his face between your thighs every time you rubbed them together while thinking. he probably wouldn't say the last two things, though, just keep it to himself.

it isn't until he's standing in front of the restaurant that you realize you've never actually seen him standing. only sitting down. and boy is he tall. he's kind of lanky, but still broad. and there's something about the way he shoves his hands in his pockets and shrugs his shoulders downwards that makes you raise an eyebrow.

trust me, bertholdt has definitely seen you walking away - and he's embarrassed to admit he's noticed the curve of your hips and ass as you've left each tutoring session - but he's only imagined how much he actually dwarfs you. but with his shoulders hunched over, almost hanging over you, bertholdt becomes increasingly more aware of how much he actually dwarfs you. despite his shy demeanor, bert still has to suppress the images of bending you into 500 different positions.

dinner goes really well! since you happen to live nearby, he has no problem walking you home. bertholdt takes the time to walk you to your door and drop you off. for a second, he contemplates leaning over and kissing you. but you ask him if he can tutor you again and decides that he doesn't want to take advantage of you or your friendship?

but even bertholdt, the most respectful and patient people in his friend group, has his breaking point. and his breaking point is when you invite him over to your small apartment to study because you don't want to come on campus and trust him enough in your home.

it starts out normal enough. but normal enough turns into accidentally bumping knees, brushing hands, hovering over you when he's pointing shit out and explaining it. but you just can't get this one concept. and when you crinkle your nose again, looking up at bert as he lingers over your shoulder, you interrupt him with one of the stupidest fucking questions he's ever heard in his life. and it's so cute?

what has even come over him? next thing bert knows, he has his long fingers wrapped gently around your throat from behind as he tilts your heads up and plants a kiss to your lips. it's a surprise, and your neck is strained a little bit as he pulls it back. for a second, he's hesitant but when you return the kiss it's over. he's pressing his tongue into your mouth, tangling your tongues together, using his free hand to pull your hair so he can yank your head back even further.

would use his longer fingers to unbutton your shirt from behind and palm your breasts through your bra while he kissed and sucked at your neck?

definitely would strip you down to nothing while he's still fully dressed and bend you over the desk. bert's fingers are long and slender, just the right length to reach that sweet spot inside of you - and he knows it. would press kisses to your shoulders as he teases you with his fingers, toying w/ your clit slowly, getting you to whimper and beg before he slips his fingers into you? he doesn't have a lot of experience, so his movements are sloppy and kind of awkward, but the way his fingers curl and hit that spot over and over again just feels so good? and you're shaking, trembling, and tearing up?

bertholdt imo is not about edging but is about overstimulation and multiple orgasms. i think he'd like to make you cum over and over again with his fingers and mouth before getting to the actual act of penetrative sex.

but by this point, he is incredibly hard - you can feet it against your bare ass - and so only seconds after you reach your second orgasm, dirtying his fingers with your orgasm, you don't get a chance to rest before he's pushing his pants down and pressing his tip into you.

he's very slow about pushing it in, because he knows how big he is and can see how you squirm and whine as he pushes himself in. so he's slow and careful as he watches himself bottom out in you. i think he starts out slow, but the more you whine and tear up the more he loses control.

"oh, god - so big - you're so big - too big -" is what you'd be whimpering out as he kissed and licked at your shoulder blades, petting your hair.

did i mention he's big on praise? he'd probably respond with something like "i know - but you're taking me so well. you should see how well your tight cunt is taking me. it's like you're made for me." as he's guiding your hips against him, letting his cock slide in and out of you. i 100% believe that bert likes taking you from behind because he can watch his big cock, slick with your wetness, slide in and out? he loves to watch your cunt struggle to take him. and the entire time he's petting your back and your hair, pinching at your nipples.

probably gets ahead of himself and pulls you up by the neck so your mouth is closer to his ear so he can hear your whines and pants and moans better.

asks shit like "how good does it feel? so good, right? really good? has anyone else fucked you this good?" and pushes his fingers into your mouth, which are still slick with your wetness, and asks you how it tastes. idk bro i just think the silent ones are the freakiest. toys with your clit as he rams into you, guiding you to your orgasm before filling you with his cum.

afterwards, is super apologetic and asks if you enjoyed yourself, and apologizes if he was too rough. you were more than elated with it, though, and this probably becomes normal.

definitely wants to, and does, stuff your mouth with his cock every time you ask a silly question. though he prefers giving oral.

he's not a lazy lover. he's all about your pleasure, but does like it when you thank him by riding him. something about laying on his back in bed, his head resting lazily in the pillow while you struggle to bounce on his cock whilst he plays with your bouncing breasts is enticing. maybe it's because the entire time you're babbling about how good he feels, how thankful you are for him, and how smart he is. he's not a very confident person, so it boosts his ego, and sometimes it's nice to not have to put in any of the work. he especially likes it when you ride him in short, tight, skirts and white button ups because he likes to unbutton your shirt while you're riding him and cover your breasts with his hands.

and you ended up passing your math class, btw.

guys this was emotionally exhausting to write im going to go take a nap to recuperate godspeed.