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pennylanewrites · 11 months

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[love in the dark] levi ackerman x f!reader

cw + what to expect: angsty levi thinking he’s not good enough for you, self deprecation, talks of a family and kids, nudity (not sexual), brief mentions of battle scars, swearing, jealousy, alcohol consumption, eventual comfort

levi hated everything he loved about you. you were so loud and talkative and bubbly. always smiling, despite the chaos around you. always caring and laughing and mumbling made-up melodies.

he hated that other people loved those parts of you too. he hated the way erwin would light up when you entered the room, that he somehow found ways to spend more time than needed with you, that hange would tease him playfully about his crush on you, a simple cadet.

but what he hated the most was that he couldn’t speak. he couldn’t kick the living shit out of erwin and punch hange’s stupid face, scream how much he loves you.

because you were a cadet. levi was a captain. it was so inappropriate, him breaking every possible rule and code of honour to be with you.

today was a very bad day. many scouts had lost their lives in an expedition to capture two titans for research. the remaining ones needed an uplift, erwin thought. and now squad leaders, captains, scouts and the fucking commander were sitting in a circle drinking wine.

you couldn’t handle your alcohol. levi was the first person to introduce you to wine, and then whiskey. that was also the first time levi felt old. how young were you that you had never tasted alcohol before?

he smiled to himself at the memory, but the smile faltered when he looked up to see erwin helping you to a couch. you gracefully thanked your commander, slightly embarrassed at how dizzy you were. petra, your friend, looked between you and the commander, giving you a suggestive wiggle of the brows. that didn’t go unnoticed by your captain, whose hand slipped as he poured wine in petra’s glass, turning her white pants a pale hue of red.

something snapped inside of levi as he drank glass after glass of sweet red wine. erwin had so much to offer to you. money, a home, a family. you were listening intently as erwin explained the rules of a card game to you, peering over his shoulder as you sat on the couch and he on the floor.

don’t let your head fall on his shoulder. don’t let your-

a gasp came from levi’s left. of course it was fucking hange.

“i must be boring you.” erwin chuckled when he realised you were falling asleep. “i’ll take you to your dorm.” levi reached the couch with two big steps, protectively standing between you and erwin as you got up.

“i’ll take her.” he was throwing daggers at erwin with his gray eyes, and erwin was surprisingly returning the gaze.

“you don’t have to, captain. take your rest today.” erwin was not giving it up. he gave levi a pleading look, as if saying let me have this, friend.

you’re not my fucking friend, replied levi.

“she’s my soldier, erwin.” you pulled on levi’s jacket, after making sure no one saw. a silent please stop. “lead the way, cadet. you can walk, i assume.” he was cold. more than usual, barely letting you say your good nights to the room.

was he mad at you? you weren’t the one making advances, it was erwin. you didn’t know how to politely turn your commander down, nor did the alcohol running through your veins allow you to.

“your room is that way, is it not?” levi stopped sharply, making you hit his back.

“levi,” when had you ever slept in your room the last two years? “are you mad at me?”

he sighed and turned around, still alert for any guards, or even worse, erwin and hange showing up.

“you’re drunk.” was all he said before walking again, signaling for you to follow. he was silent the rest of the way, silent as he stepped out of his clothes, silent as he grabbed a towel.

“can we take a bath together?” you asked hopefully. deep down you had a feeling he would turn you down. levi was always sour after failed expeditions.

“i want to go to sleep tonight, you take too damn long in the bath.” he was right, but the way he said it made it sound like he was accusing you of being a serial killer.

“okay. you go then, i showered before.” you smiled softly and started taking your clothes off to lay on the clean linen sheets.

levi thought about tonight over and over as he sat in the hot water. he didn’t mean to snap at you, or be so mean. he was pushing you away and into erwin’s arms.

erwin could give you the world. levi could not.

and you deserved the damn world.

he couldn’t help but smile when he saw you taking up the entirety of the bed, stark naked, like you always did.

he loved everything about your body. every curve, every dip, every beauty mark. he loved the healed pink scars on your legs and back, he loved kissing them and caressing them every time you cried that they were ghastly.

he hated what he was about to do.

“don’t you dare.” your voice was quavering. you didn’t dare look away from the ceiling.

“dare what?” levi put his boxers on and tried pushing you to the wall so he could lie down. why are you crying?

“do what you’re about to do, levi.” you moved so he could sit next to you and you both rested your backs on the cold wall.

“if you know what i’m about to do, you also know why.”

“oh, eyebrows is flirting with my girlfriend. time to ruin a perfectly fine two-year relationship.” you were mocking him. he was almost mad at you, but you were trying so hard not to cry.

“that’s not it.” he muttered. god, he hated talking about these things. “i can’t…”

i can’t give you enough.

“can’t what, levi? can’t love me anymore?”

“i can’t be what you need.” he sighed and turned away. why the fuck were his eyes burning and watering now?

“what are you talking about?”

“do you want kids, y/n?”

you let out a surprised laugh.

“levi-”

“do you?”

“well, yeah. not for like, ten years, but sure.”

“there you have it.”

“what, are you impotent or something?” you tried making light of the situation, because truly, you had no idea how to approach this. so you resorted to humour, hoping levi would snap out of it too.

“no, i’m just not cut out for that family crap.” he was standing up and walking around the room now, and he was making you dizzy. “erwin is, though. erwin wants a family and three children, did you know?”

you did know. you still shook your head no.

“and he has money to raise them. hell, he has a house in the countryside, and servants.”

“well, good for him. i hope he finds a wife soon.”

“are you fucking stupid, y/n?” you hated when he talked like that. “you’re 22 years old, god damn it!”

“so?”

“other women your age are already married and have a second kid on the way. not wasting their days away fighting titans, risking their lives!”

“i didn’t join the scouts to find a husband, levi!” you were crying. god, he hated it so much. what was he even doing. levi regretted ever opening his mouth.

“don’t you understand, erwin is your way out! you’re wasting your time with me. your life.”

“levi…” now you finally understood. it wasn’t that he was jealous of erwin flirting with you. well, that too, but he was jealous of the life erwin was living. “levi, i love you.”

“y/n, i really don’t know what you’re doing with me.” he was sitting down on the edge of the bed, his back to you. you shifted on the bed, until your legs were around his and your cheek resting on his back.

“i know you don’t get it, but you’re giving me exactly what i need.”

“and what is that?”

your hand fell on top of his, and you intertwined your fingers before he could take it away.

“you give me life, levi. and that’s more than i could ask for. i know you’re scared that you’ll die, or i will, but that’s our purpose. i joined the scouts knowing the risks.”

“i just want you to live properly. peacefully.”

“so be my peace.” you whispered in his ear and got up, sitting down again on his lap. “and don’t ever think you’re not good enough for me.”

“i know i’m not, y/n.”

“i don’t care, then. i love you, i don’t want to lose this, ever. i don’t care that i’m too young, or at child-bearing age or whatever other stupid crap you’ll come up with.” he smiled softly at you, letting his forehead fall against yours.

“promise you won’t die, then?” you giggled and kissed the tip of his nose before replying.

“i promise.”

“i love you.”

“good. don’t ever do that shit again, levi.”

“don’t swear.” he muttered and guided you to lie down, still on top of him. you could feel your heartbeats turn to one as you lay in silence. “i’m sorry, y/n.”

“that’s okay. just know i wouldn’t trade you for anything. for anyone.”

“really?” his arms tightened around you. a form of saying, me neither. you’re my everything.

“yeah, i like my men to have thin eyebrows.”

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s-sugustar · 4 months

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Your body is my safe space

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ pairings !: ex-military! Reiner Braun x black! fem! reader

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ content warnings !: fatphobia, insecurities, mentions of fatphobia

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ word count !: 1.9k

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ author's notes !: exams almost done and wheww, I couldn't wait to post this. I didn't do the synopsis cause I suck at em. Also, congrats to @chrollohearttags for hitting 13k!! You deserve ittt sunny! 💕

You twisted and turned, rolling until you found the perfect spot to sink into the silk sheets. You moaned quietly as you found yourself curled into a pillow, your head snuggling into the cold side of the pillow. from the light snores that came from above, you knew that your fiancé was still deep in sleep.

You giggled to yourself as an idea filled your mind. crawling back to where your fiancée laid, you slowed your breathing before pulling back the sheets that was snugged around his waist. You observed Reiner quietly, toned biceps that slowly gained fat over time; no longer working out as much as he once did. you could still see the outline of his abs, but his soft pudgy stomach caught your attention.

You loved to feel it beneath your fingers grasped unto his tanned skin. When you met Reiner, he was somewhat shy and very conscious of the way he looked. With time spent and memories made, you helped Reiner shaped into the person he is today. He may have his moments, but one thing is for sure, and two things are for certain, once his wife fiancée loved the way he looked then that's all that mattered to him.

Once your hips lowered onto his, the tip of your right index finger traced lines from his happy trail right up to his jaw, your other hand playing with his nipple. Reiner groaned, the feathery touch from your finger causing sparks to flow through his body all the whilst he slept.

Your smile widened, you quickly pulled your hands back before laying one out flat unto his stomach whilst the other gripped the sheets, holding you up against him. Your teeth grazed his jaw, the stubble from his chin eliciting a prickly feeling against your lips that you ever so loved.

You pulled at his ear lobe, pulling back to kiss below his ear before your hips grinded against his, causing slight friction to make him jump below you. A low mutter left his lips but he hadn’t moved from his position, way too tired from the day in front. You paused in your ministrations before grinding down against him, your hands finding his shoulders to steady yourself. "Shit." Reiner realized this dream he was having was more realistic than anything; his hands unconsciously gripping your hips making you squeak at the gesture. Sometimes you wish Reiner didn't have such good hearing because the squeak that fell from your lips caused his eyes to snap open before he looked towards you, slowly taking in your appearance.

"G'morning baby." You sent him a daring smile as you continued to grind against him, the friction causing him to groan in response. With his eyes squinted and his grip tightening on your hips, you had been under him with the blink of an eye. Head flush against the headboard as Reiner pulled your hands away from his waist; forcing them above your head to stop you from running the against his body. "Couldn't wait till I was awake, huh?" he asked, hips pressed against you, stopping you from moving any more. "You were tired so I-." A gasp fell from your lips as you felt two of his fingers enter you. "I'm waiting to hear your answer y/n." he taunted, slowing thrusting them in and out of you. "You make me sick Rei." His smile widened as he bent down with his mouth close to you ear. "I'm just getting started sweetheart."

Four p.m. on a Tuesday and the two of you had gone to the supermarket. With Reiner pushing the trolley and you holding the grocery list while searching for what you needed, you hoped to find all that you needed and still make it home in time to watch a Christmas movie. "Hey baby, can you go and get me some chives and possibly some chicken seasoning. You can leave the trolley here; I'll be waiting for you. Oh, and if you want, you can pick up some of those snacks that you like too." Sending a smile his way, Reiner took to the aisles in search of what you told him to look for.

After he found what you needed, he set in search for a snack or two for himself as for you. Without the trolley in hand, Reiner had to hold the groceries within his hand. As he searched the snack aisle, someone had been passing through that aisle and saw Reiner searching or had he been deciding which snack he wanted for himself. An older lady seemed to be passing by when she saw Reiner looking at the variety. " You would think someone like would be looking in the fruits section and not around here. " The old lady laughed, chuckling to herself as she continued to push her trolley into the other aisle.

Reiner bit in his lower lip, quickly putting the snacks on the shelf before finding his way back to you; pulling down his shirt when he saw others glancing at him. Once he found you standing in the same aisle you promised you had been in, Reiner found himself lingering close to where you were; so quiet that you hadn't noticed his presence until you turned back to the trolley, jumping at him just standing behind you with a distant look in his eyes. "Jesus Rei, you scared me. Did you get what you wanted?" You asked, not noticing how quiet he had become. "Didn't want anything, got something for you instead." He quickly dismissed what you had asked, quite ready to leave the supermarket. Your tongue poked the side of your cheek, observing Reiner's off-putting behavior.

It wasn't until you saw him picking at the beige sweater he had on, trying to pull it further down that what it already was. Self-conscious, something or someone said something to him. It couldn't be his height, the man was a walking tree, standing tall at 6'4 with some beefy muscles. It wasn't his face, cause the man was a sight to look at, honey gold eyes with golden blonde hair and light stubble to top off the look. Ahh, his weight. He always was a bit on the soft side when it came to his weight. Since he left the army, Reiner hadn't gone to the gym, seeing that he wasn't under a strict diet anymore, he ate the things he once enjoyed and when you came into the picture, you just added to the plate.

Time and time again, you reassured him that you were perfectly okay with the way he looked. Matter of fact, you loved his chubby chin and beefy arms, snuggling into him every night as he enveloped you into his warmth. Loving the way his stomach felt between your thighs, not too stark and hard but with a bit of chub in place of some of the muscle mass. You kept quiet, not questioning him on what happened, rather, you waited until the two of you were home.

The steam filled the bathroom as you lowered yourself into the tub, sighing in comfort as you rested against Reiner's chest. Your head situated on his chest with your fingers glazing over his pecs. Silence was interrupted when Reiner spoke up, uncertainty and doubt filling his voice. "You think I should start back hitting the gym, been getting a bit too big." Trying to crack a joke at the end to lighten the tension, Reiner winced when you tensed in his hold. He knows that you love him the way he is but he can't help but wonder if you would love him even more if he was a bit, smaller?

The silence in the bathroom was deafening and Reiner slightly wished he hadn’t said anything. “You want to hit the gym again, Rei? Is that something you truly want?” you emphasized on the word, leaving a silence that plunged him into thought. Unsure of his feelings to going back to the gym, Reiner quickly gushed out an answer. “I-if you want me to, I can. I don’t mind doing it for you, y’know. Wanna make you happy and everything, if you want me to go back, j-just tell me.” You could hear the pain within Reiner’s voice, you knew deep down, he didn’t want to but that didn’t matter, your answer did; so, he waited.

“What brought this up? Why so sudden?” you asked, not dodging his previous question but wanted a further explanation or excuse as you called it to why so sudden. You pushed yourself off of him, turning to look him in the eyes, searching closely. Still seated on his naked lap, you stared him full in eyes, not backing up until you heard his reason. You could see that he was hiding something, fidgety eyes, arms tucked in; he looked small and the tears at the corner of his eyes weren't helping his case. You knew he hated bringing these things up but you couldn't let it go, his feelings were hurt and that was one of your main priorities. With a quiet sigh, your hands found comfort in his waist, white acrylics smoothing over his rolls. "Oh Rei. Y'know you can talk to me, right? About anything, y'know that?" you asked, softening your face as you pulled his chin so that he could face you.

"Need you too look at me Rei. Need to see those beautiful eyes of yours." you ordered playfully, smiling at the slight redness of his cheeks as his eyes found yours. The two of you stayed there, nothing but silence filling the room yet everything he wanted to say within those moments were spilt and the tears came soon after. "Poor baby, don't cry. Doesn't matter whether you have visible abs or a slight chub, a sharp jawline or chubby cheeks, muscular arms or bulky arms, I love you for you Reiner Mavis Braun. I love you for your smile, your softness around children, how patient you with me when I'm being a brat, the way you gush about different types of flowers and what they mean and so much more. I love you for you and not for your body. Your body is my safe space and besides I like chubby you way better."

With every you said you loved, came a kiss after and you didn't stop until you got every single part of his body. Once you were finished, you leaned back up to find him smiling at you. "You'd make such a good mama, y'know that?" he commented, staring deeply into the eyes that belonged to the love of his life. "Oh yeah? Why don't you make me one then?" you retorted, a wide grin on your face as his eyes widen in shock and in adoration.

"REINER!" you squealed as the buff man pulled you from the shower and over his shoulder as he headed back to the bedroom.

"Hi, excuse me, are you Mrs.Smittingham?" you asked politely, a soft smile adorning your face as the lady turned to acknowledge you. "Why yes I am, why?" she asked, seemingly annoyed that you are bothering her, as quickly as your smile came, so did it disappear. " Listen here, you buck tooth, bow legged, big foot, hairy looking half piece of sword fish, the next time you tell my man about his weight, I'll knock them dentures out, real clean." You sneered all in one breath, ignoring the shock look that adorned her face. "Oh and before I forget, my man don't want nothing that came from that Sahara desert you got down there. He got all that he needs, riight here."

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leviismybby · 9 months

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"Levi?"

Your voice calls out for him, Levi opens his eyes slowly and you smile at him. "...name..?" His voice was weak, he wasn't sure where he was but you were there sitting next to him.

"Yes?" That soft voice of yours reaches his ears and Levi feels a shiver run down his spine. "Where am...." He looked around, it was raining and he was covered in blood, his body felt weightless. "...I?"

"You're in the same place you were before the explosion." You run your hands through his hair, smiling at him. Levi looks at you, his eyes soft. "Name...." He reaches out and you take his hand, despite the blood gushing from his missing fingers, you don't seem to mind.

"I...the thunder spear exploded.." His eyes narrow slightly but he is quick to change it and look at you softly. "...did you see all of that..?"

"I did." The rain kept falling, soaking both you and him. Levi didn't know what to say to you, he wishes that you two were somewhere safe, wrapped up in each other's arms and cover each other in kisses.

He tries to sit up but is too weak to do so. "Levi, you're injured you can't get up." You tell him and Levi now notices that you're still in the old scout uniform.

"Name..? You're not really here are you?" His voice is sad and desperate. "No, I am not. You're dreaming." You tell him, still a smile remains on your face as you rub his hair gently.

"No...no...Name...I want to...stay here with you.." His grip on your arm is tight, his eyes now full of pain and sorrow, he is almost crying. "Please...I am tired...I don't want to fight anymore...Name...please..."

"If you don't, who will?" You kiss his forehead, your eyes shine. "I know that you're tired, my love." Your hand still holds onto his, despite the pain he is feeling, he is only focused on you, you still look as beautiful as ever.

"The world needs you, Levi. Now more than ever." He closes his eyes, letting himself feel your gentle touch but tears are streaming down his face as he remembers that this wasn't going to last, that you're not really here. It's all on his mind and yet, he holds onto the dream for longer.

"I need....you...that's all I ever wanted....you....a life with you.....was it too much to ask for?" His body starts to feel pain and he knows that he is waking up. ".... I never told you.....I never told you that I love you....and I'll never get to now...."

Your smile still doesn't fade. "Levi, I know you love me. You didn't have to say it, your actions spoke louder than words." You lean in and kiss his forehead again, he feels it less this time because he will wake up soon, he can faintly hear someone calling his name.

"I have to go now, my love." Letting go of him, you stand up but Levi weakly reaches out and grips your arm. "...name...please....stay. I don't want this dream to end."

Kneeling down again, you put the now broken pocket watch you gave him, under his shredded dark green cloak. "You know that I can't stay Levi, not now, not ever." You kiss him on the lips softly. "Till we meet again dearest, you have a world to save now. It will hurt less one day."

His eyes start to close as he sees you fade away. Let him sleep for longer. That's all he is asking for, to see you again. To hold you, to kiss you. But as he hears Hange's desperate attempt to get him to wake up, he knows that his dream had come to an end.

Later he can hear the sound of fire and the forest around him. His face is and body are all patched up now and Hange is sitting next to him.

Levi closes his eyes again until he feels something under his touch. The watch you give him, it's not working anymore and the glass is broken. But how? It flew away when the explosion happened, how did it get here, next to him?

"Hange...how...did the watch get here..?" Hange looks at him. "I found it wrapped up in your cloak, it must've tangled itself there, somehow."

Levi closes his eyes once more and in hope of falling asleep and seeing you again. However, he remembered what you told him, he has a world to save and that's what he will do because despite all the pain and loss, he still has hope.

He knows that he will never see you again in this life and has come to peace with that conclusion because he will see you again, just not here but he will see you smile again and it won't be just a dream that time.

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jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd · 3 months

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PLEASE write about Jean seeing you for the first time in four years 😭. Like you got taken by Reiner or something and when they attacked you went and found him. PLEASE THIS WOULD BE SO COOL!!

at last

pairing: jean kirstein x f!reader

word count: 1.2k +

tw: kidnapping, cursing, angst,

a/n: wow! this is a lil emotional! i hope you love it like i do. also, this isn't proof read.

it'd been four years. it'd been four whole years since you felt the company of your comrades, no, your friends. the day you were taken still burned sharply in the back of your mind, replaying on an endless loop, constantly reminding you of the last day you were happy. there was no forgetting the devastated looks, their faces twisting and contorting with fear. the sounds of their panicked shouts fading into the distance. the most haunting thing of all your brain tortured you with was the feeling of jean's fingertips slipping away from yours.

things like that weren't so easily forgotten, especially from the confinement of your cell. at the end of the day, you were grateful. you were grateful to still have your life, no matter how miserable it might have been. the cell you stayed in was dim, cold and all too quiet. it was the perfect breeding ground for your trauma, festering day and night. of course, there was a time you weren't as grateful; you'd rather have died then reside in marley for whatever time you might have had left. you were angry. you were angry at reiner, at marley, at the scouts for not being successful in their attempts to rescue you. there was fear residing there, too. were your friends alive? where was eren? did they know what you knew? did they know about the cruelty of the world?

eventually, reiner became somebody different. you no longer saw him as the traitor as he once was. you grew to understand him, your resentment eventually fading away. he'd come down most days and visit you. he taught you a lot of things about marley and about paradis. reiner would tell you about the world away from your cell, about things that were happening outside.

the day came where reiner told you that willy tybur, an eldian noble, was going to declare war on your homeland. he seemed remorseful to be telling you this. you screamed at him, begging him to interfere all while reminding him he was once a soldier, too. he ignored your pleas and left you a pacing mess in your cell.

not long after reiner's disappearance, a blond male soldier stopped by your cell. the soldier said nothing as he fumbled around in his pockets before pulling out a set of keys. he unlocked the door as you asked a thousand questions, raising your voice with each word. he said nothing. like reiner, he left without a word.

the sound of eren's titan echoed through the air, shaking the ceiling and causing bits of rock to fall. you thought you were hallucinating, your brain playing another sick trick on you. you heard it again with booms following right behind it. praying on the chance it was real, that eren was really here, your legs took off, your calves burning with each swift movement.

above ground was a nightmare coming to life. the sky was dark. there were no stars to see, the only light from the raging fires. the attack titan's silhouette was visible, muscles rippling as he pounded another titan. there were so many emotions running through the track of your mind but there was one thought that stood out apart from the rest.

if eren was here, were the scouts here too?

then, you heard it. the unmistakable sound of odm gear being launched through the air. anxiety brewed deep within you, letting you know this might be your one chance to go home, begging you to not let it slip away the way jean had let you. tilting your head up to the sky, you saw them. the scouts, in a different uniform than you remembered, were zipping through the air with utter grace. they were angels compared to the relentless war behind them. you wanted to cheer; your saviors were here, at last. you opened your mouth, filling your diaphragm with all the air it would let you and you screamed. you screamed as loud as you could.

"help! it's me, (y/n)!" it was the only thing that came to your mind. you thought your efforts were useless, barely being able to hear yourself over the screams of men, women, and children. the fight between of titans covering up your futile attempts at a rescue. you were about to yell again when you felt an arm snake around you.

the air was cold, an unwelcoming breeze, as you flew through the air with an unknown liberator. your eyes closed as the harsh wind hit them. you'd long forgotten what it was like to be a scout. once being able to zip effortlessly through your environment, you found yourself taken back. the arm on your waist was warm and you reveled in the heat, despite the chilled air around you.

your flight came to an end and only then did you open your eyes. with wide eyes, you blinked, taking in your surroundings. you were on a rooftop now. you centered your eyes in front of you.

"(y/n?)" his voice is choked, barely getting through your name.

jean kirstein.

tears brimming in your eyes like a dam threatening to break, you had let out a guttural cry. the next word out of your mouth was much softer than the sound you'd just made. "jean." you whisper. jean didn't move as water collected in his eyes, spilling over and running down his face. "jean." he nodded his head, at a loss of words. his mouth opened but only the sound of war was heard. jean shook his head and lunged forward, engulfing you in an embrace you thought you'd never feel again.

jean's shoulders were shaking with sobs and the battle behind was long forgotten. jean was no longer a soldier; he was healing. the wounds you'd left had never closed. they were deep gashes all over his body, aching to feel you, to hear you at any given moment. with a single embrace, he felt them closing.

his palm cradled the back of your head, the other wrapped around the entirety of your back. there was nothing said here as you two breathed each other in, finding the love that was once lost with each breath. jean's voice was quiet in your ears.

"i'm sorry," his breath was warm as it poured over the side of your neck. "i'm sorry." jean repeated.

you found it within you to pull away from his arms. you could see him now. you could really see him now. you could see how the four years had hardened him. the only thing that was the same was his eyes. it was the same way he had looked at you back then. his eyebrows twitch with concern, awaiting your next word, scanning your face for a hint.

your mouth fell open, desperately begging you to say something, to say anything at all. the sound of your cry was barely heard over the explosions of thunderspears; your tongue failing you with words once again.

"i know, baby."

you rushed forward, meeting him once again in an embrace. your head became wet with his tears as yours dampened his neck. jean's arms tightened as he let out a shaky breath. "i'm here, baby. you're here with me, at last."

my jean fic 🤍

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hornyanimegirl · 5 months

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Pairing: Levi x Reader

Series Masterlist

Warning: pregnancy, mentions of abortion

“I’ll be okay.”

It was suffocating. You were suffocating. The child in your stomach filled you with so much overwhelming joy. With so much anxiousness. You felt like you would throw up any second and it wasn’t because of morning sickness. The thought of taking care of a baby with the love of your life was exhilarating. Enough to bring a smile on your face.

But you were scared. Terrified that this baby would not bring happiness. Terrified that it would tear you away from Levi.

“Looks like you’re six weeks in ma’am. We can set up an appointment for next week to do your first ultrasound.”

You were sat up on the hospital bed. You hadn’t looked up at the doctor since your change in position. Your eyes were dull, and dark eye bags highlighted your lack of sleep.

This was supposed to be a joyous moment in your life. You were about to be a mom, well if you kept the baby that is. But all this brought was an excessive amount of emotions that gave you a headache. You loved Levi so much and you know he loved you just as much, you didn’t doubt it for a second. But there was one annoying part of you that thought that Levi would leave. That he wouldn’t want to be a father.

Of course that was entirely his choice. The question was would you keep the baby even without him there. Raise them as a single mother. You might, you’ve always wanted to be a mother. The love your parents showed you when you were young, how happy you all were as a family was an indicator enough that you wanted one for yourself, a family. This realization was like a slap in the face, a punch in the gut, but also a relief in itself.

You would do this, you would keep the baby whether Levi was there or not. No matter how much the thought of him not raising your baby together hurt you.

Imagining it now caused a hole to form in your stomach, no Levi. No father for your child. No family Halloween costumes, no family Christmas pajamas. You wouldn’t watch your child’s dance recitals or basketball games together. You wouldn’t talk to Levi about how fast time flies and how you can’t believe how much they’ve grown.

You needed to stop thinking like this, you haven’t told Levi you were pregnant. The future isn’t set and stone. But you knew whatever happened, you were going to be a mother to this baby.

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daisynik7 · 7 months

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“How Do I Breathe” by Mario for Eren Yeager - Angst

How Do I Breathe

Pairing: Eren Jaeger x reader (gender-neutral)

Word Count: ~0.9k

cw: angst, mentions of anxiety, depression, and panic attacks, established relationship, hurt/comfort, modern day setting

Summary: Eren makes a big decision to move overseas to Marley for a new job, away from all his friends, his family, and worst of all, you. He realizes the hard way that this might have not been the best decision for him.

Author’s Notes: Thanks for the request for the y2k karaoke party, anon! This song is sad, perfect for some Eren angst! I dug deep for this, pulling from some personal experience I had with my partner not too long ago. Hope you like it! Likes, reblogs, and/comments are always appreciated, thank you for reading!

Eren stares up the ceiling, lying in the bed of his tiny studio apartment. The faucet drips slowly; he must’ve not shut it off all the way, causing it to leak. Every now and again, police sirens blare past, fading in the distance to whatever routine crime is happening a couple blocks down. By two in the morning, college kids return from their late-night parties, slurring their words loudly in the hallway, slamming their doors shut without any care for their neighbors. It doesn’t matter though; regardless of the surrounding commotion, Eren can’t sleep.

It takes him one month to realize the vast differences between Marley and Paradis. It’s one thing to read about it in books or magazines, it’s another to experience it personally. Here, everything moves in fast forward, constantly in motion, no time to stop and smell the roses. Sometimes, he doesn’t have time to think, always pressured to make a rash decision. Work is the same; people always on the go, hasty to make deadlines. It’s even worse because it’s dog-eat-dog, no sense of teamwork or community, everyone trying to compete with each other for that raise or promotion.

Life on Paradis was simple. Small towns, tight knit communities, the type of place where everyone knows everyone and you were never alone. Eren spent nearly his entire childhood glamorizing the world beyond the sea. He stayed in Paradis throughout college and when a job opportunity came to relocate to Marley, he didn’t hesitate to take it. When he made that decision, you were nervous about doing long-distance. “It’s only an hour away by plane, two hours by boat!” he claimed, excited. How could you deny him of this? The dream he had since he was a little kid? So, despite your concerns about it, you agreed to stay together.

Two months in, you start noticing changes in his demeanor. His voice on the phone becomes more docile. His face during video chats looks tired, dark circles under his eyes, gauntness in his cheeks, as if he hasn’t been sleeping well. No matter how hard you try to pry it out of him, he’ll never admit that he’s starting to feel depressed, desperate to cling onto this dream of his. A dream that has gradually turned into a nightmare.

Four months in, unable to sleep, mind racing, he grabs his phone, dialing your number, praying that you answer. The air is thick, making it difficult to breath, throat tight and chest heavy. After three rings, you pick up, your voice concerned. “Eren? Are you okay?”

Tears stream down his face, breathing labored, barely able to talk. “No, I’m not,” he manages to say.

You sit up in your bed, fully awake now, giving him your full attention. “Sweetie, breathe, okay? Just breathe for me.”

He sniffles, choking on his spit, trying his best to calm down. His fingertips are tingling now, body cold and rigid, heart racing wildly. He’s convinced he’s about to die, here in this dinky apartment. Alone.

“Eren, breathe with me. Please. Listen to me and do it with me, okay?” You inhale deeply through your nose, exhale slowly out your mouth, loud enough for him to hear. It takes him a bit to collect himself, but when he does, he copies you, pausing only a few times to wipe his face on his blanket.

“Good job, baby. You’re doing great,” you encourage him, listening to him carefully.

It continues like this for several minutes, until his breathing returns to a normal pace. Eventually, he murmurs, “I can’t do it anymore.”

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t want to be here anymore. Away from family. My friends. You.” He swallows hard, sinking into pillows. “I’m miserable. It’s nothing like what I imagined.”

Your heart sinks, tempted to say whatever you can to bring him back, bring him home. But you don’t. Instead, you say, “Give it more time. You can make friends there.”

He snorts. “The people here don’t want friends. They want allies. People they can use. You know how much I hate that.”

You remain silent, listening to him, unsure what else to say.

He continues, breathing normally now. “I thought this is what I wanted. To be free, to explore my horizons, all that cliché bullshit. I thought the other side of the sea would bring me joy. But here, I’m so lonely. I miss you so much.” He pauses for a beat, eventually adding, “This place sucks.”

You laugh at his crassness, tears welling in your eyes. “I miss you too, Eren. It’s lonely without you here. It doesn’t feel like home anymore.”

He smiles into the phone, warmth returning to his body, wishing he was with you. Wishing he could hug you and kiss you and cuddle with you until he falls asleep peacefully in your arms. “I’m sorry for being a selfish idiot. I should have never left.”

“You’re not a selfish idiot,” you assure him. “It’s good that you tried it out. And who knows, maybe in another universe, you would have really loved Marley.”

He scoffs, rolling his eyes at the ridiculous idea. “I think in all possible universes, I would still hate Marley.”

You giggle, glad to hear him back to his normal self.

Six months after his move to Marley, Eren returns home, safe and sound.

#eren jaeger #eren yeager #eren jaeger x reader #eren jaeger x you #eren jaeger angst #eren yeager x reader #eren yeager x you #eren yeager angst #attack on titan x reader #attack on titan x you #attack on titan angst #aot x reader #aot fanfiction #aot angst #eren x reader #eren angst #y2k karaoke party #milestone event

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plutoccult · 5 months

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ALWAYS THE ARTIST, NEVER THE MUSE

pairing: eren yeager x gender neutral reader

description: you know you shouldn’t have let yourself fall for eren, but you did anyway, and it only left you with nothing but hurt when you knew his heart belonged to another. after months of torture, you finally have the strength to let go, granting you the happiness you so desperately needed back in your life.

word count: 1.7k

also available to read on my ao3 here

author’s note: happy december? no, angsty december. this particular one shot is a little personal for me because it’s based off a final conversation i had with someone who i essentially let have hold of my heart for far too long and finally had the strength to let go of them a few months ago. he’s like jake gyllenhaal minus the age gap. i say this because he gave me the ability to relate to the moment i knew aka not being there for my 21st birthday! insane! i did however make it less personal by giving it some how i met your mother vibes, but there’s still inklings of my personal life in it. writing helps me heal and express my feelings in a way that i’m comfortable with, so i feel good writing this as part of my healing journey? corny to use fanfiction for healing, but to each their own. sorry if this is too angsty, but imagine how my life has been LMAO. anyway, big shoutout to my friend @toorubobatea for beta reading this. i really wanted her to read it before i posted it, so thank you queen!! and now i hope you guys can enjoy it just like she did! mwah! and i’m tagging @jeanboyjean since she so kindly asked me to <3

you knew that the day you met eren yeager, your life would never be the same, but my god, did it your life turn upside down. pulled in so many different directions you couldn’t tell what was left or right anymore. you felt like you were losing yourself in the process, but you wanted more of him like you wanted to breathe air.

it was always a mistake. one beautiful, soul-crushing mistake. he’d lead you on with mixed signals and uncertainty, but you lived for the thrill because it was the only interesting thing going on in your life. it’s “for the plot”, as you’d always say. even if your friends told you a million times he was bad news and you would only get hurt in the end, you didn’t care.

he was just your friend, that’s what you two always claimed; just friends, but you always sensed a hint of a lie in those words. you couldn’t be just friends. not when he remembered everything you said down to what you had for lunch last week or that time your mother fainted as she watched you get stitches for the first time as a kid. not when he spoke to you everyday like clockwork, a routine that seemed to come easy. how could you ever be just friends? how could it not be more?

you were inevitably in love with eren yeager, and it crushed you when you realized he never once had those feelings for you. not only that, but he was in love with someone else; mikasa ackerman, his best friend since childhood. it all made perfect sense, and you wished you never met him in the first place. but even then, you couldn’t keep yourself away from him. as long as he didn’t know of your feelings, everything would be fine, right? oh, how you were so, so wrong.

you tortured yourself every time you spoke to him. you listened to him as he pined for mikasa, too scared to admit his feelings to her. of course you knew what it was like to be in that position, the one you wanted was sitting right in front of you and he didn’t seem to have a clue. it frustrated you so much, but even so, you’d rather have something instead of nothing with him. such a sad way to feel, such a sad way to live when you think about it now. always the artist, never the muse. constantly crafting for others, nothing ever created just for you.

you’d push those feelings deep down into the darkest pit of your heart, but no matter how hard you tried, it would all come back every time you saw his face or even thought of him. those thoughts of maybe if you were prettier, funnier, and just overall better plagued your mind, but you had to shake them away. one day, you knew, you’d ultimately become fed up and blow up about it. it was the only way you knew how, the only way you could be free.

so now here you were, sitting at your usual booth in your favorite bar—assuming it may no longer be yours after tonight—waiting for eren to arrive so you could talk. you assumed he could sense your seriousness and urgency when you texted him, but you figured so be it. one way or another, you’d do this.

he arrived like you expected. you refused to let him make you second guess yourself, so you kept your cool and acted as normal before you dropped the bomb on him. besides, the shot you took before he showed up was quite the help, plus the drink you swirled around in its glass now.

eren walked over to the bar to grab a drink before heading over to the booth, expecting you to stand up and greet him with a hug like always, but you remained in your seat, clutching your drink in your hands.

“hey, i got your text.” he said as he sat down across from you.

“i see that.” you reply. he noticed you were acting different, not like the y/n he knew. it was obvious you had something on your mind, and since he knew you so well, eren could sense you were going to spill your guts about something.

“what’s up? is something wrong?” eren asked. this was it.

“i just.” you pause. oh god, you were really doing this. “i just wanted to say that i’m done with whatever this is.”

he’s silent, he doesn’t know what to say. you feel like the words are all coming out like vomit. you almost wish you were spewing real vomit right now, but you weren’t quite drunk enough for that. you had to get through this hellish conversation first, at least.

“i’m done. i’m not going to make a fool out of myself anymore. i’m done trying. i’m giving up.” you say, tears threatening to stream down your face, but you fight them away. “i’m done exhausting myself of trying to be something i’ll never be because deep down i know i’ll never be yours.”

eren should’ve seen this coming. all those times you fell silent when he ranted to you about his love problems. you always wanted to scream in his face about how the one person in this world that actually wanted him was always right there, that it was you. even so, he could never give you what you wanted, and he felt like the worst person in the world because of it.

you wait for him to speak, but he doesn’t say anything. if this was going to be your final conversation, he might as well say something. “well, speak now or forever hold your peace because i’m clearly not holding mine.”

“i mean, it’s just not what i was expecting to hear.” eren finally spoke. “i’m just shocked.”

“trust me, i never expected to say it either, but if i’ve learned anything, it’s that i care too much.” you tearfully admit. “too much about you when i know where your heart belongs and it’s not with me.”

“i’m sorry, y/n. i never meant for things to get like this.” he said with sincerity, although you wondered if it was all a lie. “and you must know that there was never any hostile intentions behind any of my actions.”

“that’s funny. it always seemed like there was.” you looked down at your drink, quickly moving your gaze back to him as he spoke once more.

“no, you…” eren paused, trying to put the words together in the best way he could. even if he didn’t seem like it, he did care someway, somehow. “you’ve been there for me when i needed someone most and i’m really, really grateful for that, but i can’t give you what you want, and i’ve been unfair to you as a result. i’m sorry.”

huh. this really wasn’t what you were expecting. where’s the insults? where’s the twisting of your words? why is he actually being apologetic and taking accountability? you wanted to say this was crazy, but this is eren you’re talking about. you always knew he was too good. too good to ever be yours, even.

“you know, this is usually the part where you flip out and make it all my fault instead by calling me delusional and crazy.” you force a laugh. might as well laugh through the pain, right?

“i’m not gonna flip out.” eren said.

“why?” you question him.

“because i know i’ve done wrong by you.” he replied.

“well, that’s a shock.” you take a sip of your drink, tempted to chug it, but eren’s words shocked you into stopping the liquid from going past your lips.

“it shouldn’t have to be, y/n.” he frowned. “you deserve someone who won’t weigh you down. you deserve to move on, even if it’s not flattering for me.”

you set down your drink as you let out a sigh and briefly cover your face, rubbing your eyes before showing yourself once more. “i hate that you’re being so nice about this. i was expecting to yell at you or something.”

“do you want to?” eren asked you.

as much as past you would have loved to, you didn’t have the energy to be bitter anymore. “no… i’m okay. this is better.”

“you sure?”

“yeah, positive.” you say, followed by silence. there wasn’t much for you to say anymore, and you couldn’t beat on this dead horse any longer. it was time to finally say goodbye, no matter how much it pained you to do so. “um, i guess we should just end this here, huh?”

“yeah, guess so.” he looked away. this hurt eren too, but you both knew this was for the best. you’ll be thankful later down the road.

“would it be totally wrong to sneak in a taylor swift quote right now?” you ask, almost immediately regretting the question.

“no, go for it.”

“eh, maybe not. too corny.” you thought it would be best to keep those words to yourself. besides, it was too hard to pin it down to just one thing. he was worth a hundred songs, ones you may never listen to the same way, but that’s okay.

“she’s a wise, wise woman, you know.” eren said, a grin slowly creeping up on his face, despite the circumstances.

“yeah, she is.” you softly smile. at least you could end this on a little good note.

“goodbye, y/n. i wish you the best in everything.”

“goodbye, eren. i really hope you get her someday.”

and with that, you placed a twenty dollar bill on the table and left the bar, no longer claiming it as your favorite and leaving it to eren, along with your favorite place to sit. like with everything else in life, nothing lasts forever, nothing stays the same, and that’s okay. you knew that now.

it was such a strange feeling, having this weight lifted off your shoulders. you had been burdened with this boulder for so long you forgot what it felt like to be weightless. you were finally clean of eren yeager, light as a feather, but most importantly, happy, and freeing yourself of such delusions was the greatest gift you could ever receive.

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duckyvan · 12 days

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characters giving their s/o divorce papers/breakup messages requesting to serparate bcs character does not love s/o anymore and revealing that they cheated on them without knowing their illness so when s/o died after few weeks of their breakup they could only think about is to cry and think about how things could’ve changed </33

#genshin angst #haikyuu angst #jjk angst #jujutsu kaisen angst #aot angst #attack on titan angst

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midnighskyline · 5 months

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Them comforting you...with a twist

Characters-Levi, Eren, Armin, Sasha

Trigger warnings ⚠️-blood, gun, death, not proof read

Note-i was in a mood and needed comfort when this came to me. Enjoy!

Levi

You pushed yourself forward, knocking a scout of the way of fire as a pun pointed, aming to shoot, a loud bang had you coughing up blood. You struggled to stay on your feet as two more bullets pierced your chest; more blood slipped passed your lips as you looked down as the waterfall of red liquid coming from your wounds, you stumbled sideways and off the tree branch, falling to the ground. With a swift motion Levi sliced the shooters head off, projecting his ODM gear to a tree he hung there as he caught your hand. Lowering you to the ground he kneeled beside you, grabbing your hand gently in his as he called out for you to open your eyes. He wanted to tell you that it was all ok, that you were ok but he couldn't, you were losing to much blood; he couldn't bring himself to lie to you not even as you lay on the grassy ground losing consciousness and seeing Levi for one last time.

Eren

He wasn't that far away when it happened, when a tiyan was slan and fell to the ground with a big thud, he watched as your house lifted from the ground and flipped over landing on your lower half. A loud cry of your name pulled you from the oain for a breef moment before a hand was on your shoulders, shaking you untill your eyes opened before threatening to close again. Eren yelled at you to keep your eyes open, the coldness traveled from your trapped legs to your crushed stumic until your hands were just as cold as the rest of you and soon your eyelids were far to heavy to keep open.

Armin

It was bad, he knew it was bad and so did you; he tried to keep tears in and keep a hopeful smile as to not let you be scared as you bleed to death, but he was failing as a tear sliped passed and he began to slightly shake. You laid on a roof top with Armin's hand wrapped gently around yours; blood passed the corners of your slightly parted lips, you stared blankly at the slight curve of Armin's downwards lips, his shirt blond hair dangling down and casting a small shadow over his forehead, his eyes more deep than the sea that he loves and bluer than the timeless sky; if you were being honest you wouldn't want to die without this view of him being the last thing you see.

Sasha

It all happened so fast, one moment you were standing by your friends, a girl climed on board, looking her way you seen as she lifted up her rifle and shot, a single shot that pirced your stumic, and the next moment you were on the ground, red liquid sleeping from you mouth and bullet wound as Sasha squeezed your hand, tears streaming from her eyes and down her face as she screamed your name and told you to stay awake. With dull eyes you slowly look at her and smile before breath your last breath.

The end

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Kinda want to make a part two to this, I've been in such a crying mood sence attack on titans last episode 💔 I seriously can't believe it's over🤕🤕 thank you for reading.

Midnighskyline~

#AOT #aot #AOT x reader #aot angst #attack on titan angst #Levi x reader #Levi x reader angst #Eren x reader #Eren x reader angst #Armin x reader #Armin x reader angst #Sasha x reader #Sasha x reader angst #Levi #Eren #Armin #Sasha

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broshot · 1 year

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can u please write armin being a dilf 😭🤭

a/n: thank you for the req!! I didn't quite know what to do w this one but I hope you enjoy it anyway♡ english isn't my first language btw so sorry for bad writing

cw/tw: fluff, mentions of nsfw, afab!reader, cursing, you and armin have a child, jealousy (so slight angst?) + comfort (reassuring), pet names, kissing check end for more notes

summary: you get jealous/mad because armin is being "too friendly" w the moms at your child's kindergarten so you give armin the cold shoulder and stop giving him attention! (but armin is not bad at reassuring)

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he was the hot topic among the mothers at the kindergarten your kid went to.

you couldn't help but overhear the mothers as they called your man hot, how could you not hear? "he's so sexy!" "such a shame he's taken.." "what a man!" they'd whisper knowing damn well you could hear them.

and his friendly and nice personality didn't help the feeling of jealousy that was pooling up in your stomach either. he'd answer their stupid questions and help them in things they'd ask help for. they asked him to help them with things that a five year old kid can do.

you never told him about how you felt about these things but one day it just got too much. one of the mothers who was clearly interested in him asked him to zip the zipper of her dress back up - it had slid a bit too low when she had picked up her child earlier. and on top of that, she had the audacity to slide her hand along his chest, tugging at his tie and whispering "thank you" into his ear when armin helped her.

armin had obviously helped her, not thinking much of it. why would he, he knew he loved you and only you, and according to him the mom's just were friendly and needed help sometimes.

so he didn't quite understand why you were giving him the cold shoulder. you didn't even cuddle up in his arms after a long day at work like you usually would. hell, you didn't even look at him.

he tried to remember what he did wrong but he just couldn't get a hold of it. so he decided to ask you.

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he knocked on your workroom's door, waiting for you to say if he can come in or not.

you thought it was your child on the other side of the door (since your child was too short to reach the handle) so you got up from your chair and opened the door. you were met with the worried eyes of your husband instead of your child.

you tried closing the door but he was faster and placed his foot in the way.

"love, I just want to talk. is that okay?" he asked.

you hesitated a bit before nodding quickly and opening the door wider and letting him in.

he was quiet for a moment before speaking up. "so, what's up with you? you've been ignoring me for a few days now and I just can't place my finger on it."

you scoffed at him. "you can't place your finger on it? you easily placed your fingers on her, though."

he was confused. "what are you talking about?"

"you haven't noticed how hungrily they look at you? the mother's at kindergarten."

he raised his eyebrow slightly. "I don't know what you're talking about. they're just being friendly and so am I."

"just being friendly? are you serious? they want to fuck you, armin."

he was taken aback by your statement but before he could reply, you continued: "they keep whispering about it knowing damn well I hear them, too. and you let them ask you all those stupid questions and help them with those things they could do themselves!

kenny's mother asked you to zip up her dress two days ago, remember? wasn't zaylin's mother right next to her? she could've helped her but no, kenny's mom decided to ask you instead! you saw how small that dress was, she was obviously trying to seduce you." you kept rambling. he was listening.

"I saw how she tugged at your tie, armin, she would've ripped her clothes off right there and then if there were no people around. do you even love me anymore?"

he gasped at your last statement, looking a bit offended. "of course I love you!"

he didn't say anything for a while after that. he was collecting his thoughts, finally putting the pieces together and understanding why you were mad.

"I'm sorry," he started. "I didn't understand she meant that and now that I think about it, zaylin's mother could've definitely helped her instead of me. I'm glad there were people around, I don't want to see her naked, absolutely not. you're so much more hotter." he said and you tried to find the humor in his eyes. from anyone else, words like that would've seemed like a joke but he would've never joked about that so you believed him.

"I love you more than anything. I'm really glad you told me about how you feel, I swear I'll do better. I won't talk to the mother's anymore unless it's something super important like a child in danger. and I definitely don't want to fuck any of the mom's."

you smiled at the last sentence but wiped your smile away before he could see. you've already forgiven him, but you definitely haven't forgiven the mothers.

"and you're sure about that?" you asked him once more.

"I'm 100% positive about it. I only love you and I only want you." he reassured. and to be honest, he was feeling a bit bold at the moment so he took a step towards you and leaned down to whisper something in your ear.

"I've been inside you plenty of times you know, and nothing could ever beat the feeling. nothing and no one." he smirked.

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I hope you enjoyed♡ (if you want me to write dilf!armin some other way let me know! (example: headcanons pls keep recommending stuff for me to write

kinda thinking about making a part 2 to this where they do the dirty in a bathroom at the kindergarden parents meeting tbh, I wanna teach the moms a lesson (they wouldn't get caught but they'd definitely know what happened when they see your messy hair and all the lipstick marks on his neck!

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#armin aot #armin x you #armin arlert fluff #armin arlert x reader #armin arlert smut #dilf armin #aot smut #attack on titan smut #aot fluff #aot angst #attack on titan angst #attack on titan fluff #armin arlert angst #armin arlert x you #armin imagine #armin attack on titan #armin arlet headcanons #armin arlet smut

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s-sugustar · 2 months

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𝖣𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗍 𝖪𝗂𝗇𝗀 — i.

🎧﹒chapter synopsis ﹒✢﹐— how you and Eren became close, maybe too close.

🎧﹒pairings﹒✢﹐— Drift King! Ryomen Sukuna x black! fem! reader, piercer! Eren Yeager x reader

🎧﹒chapter warning﹒✢﹐— alcohol, cursing, panic attack

🎧﹒wc﹒✢﹐— 5.7k

🎧﹒author’s notes ﹒✢﹐— italics are memories, italics and bold are thoughts. Not proofread.

“You know it hasn’t been the same without you right?” Imani asked, walked through the dimly light car park, the sound of cars getting closer. You kept quiet, calmly picking at the hello kitty charm that was on your ring finger. You knew what she meant but you didn’t bother to respond. Imani sighed at your behavior, giving up on trying to push you on what had happened so that you could talk to her, but it seemed that all of her efforts were all in vain.

The sound of music and the bustling of people surrounding their cars, came into vision. Scanning the area for familiar faces, your eyes brightened in excitement when you saw Eren leaning up against the hood of his car, a blunt loosely in between his lips. Squealing in delight, you ran over to where he had been, tugging at his arm before pulling him into a hug.

The sudden collision caused him to groan in pain, but he quickly recomposed himself. "Well, well, well. If it isn't my favorite girl." Eren voiced, his lips coming down to kiss you on the crown of your head. You scrunched your nose at his comment before replying, turning your body to face the crowd while still resting against him.

"You mean your only girl since you always fumbling chicks." you snickered, a gasp falling from your lips as you felt a slight pinch on your arm. You swatted his arm before settling down by his side, his arm loosely around your waist.

You watched many cars fly by or drift as the night went on, songs being played and both you and Imani were having a blast. As the night progressed, you found yourself settled on the hood of Jean's car, hands folded as you watched all the other cars; you were patiently waiting for this so called 'D. K' to show; since it had been years that you left this place, leaving him as Number #1, but it seemed as if he was a no show tonight, what a waste of a pretty outfit.

“Oh my gosh. He’s here!” some random girl squealed. It was only then that your ears filled with the screeching of tires. You pushed yourself off of Eren, closing in on the large group that surrounded the car. ‘Maybe that’s D.K.’ you pondered, pushing past people as you made into the front and center. Slick all black Nissan gtr-35, pure power as many would say with bright red led lights lighting up the underbody.

The bubble gum pink really caught you off guard, and you knew that wild slick back hair from anywhere, then only then did the two black markings around the wrists confirmed your suspicions. As he stepped out the car clad in grey sweats, black compression t-shirt that squeezed his biceps with bright diamonds glittering in his ear and of course, his signature gold chain dangling from his neck. He hasn't changed one bit.

People screamed as he stepped out the car, giving him a great welcome before quietly settling down to enjoy the rest of the night until someone was bold enough to challenge Ryomen or well the Drift King; and maybe that one person to step up was you. Yet you had no car since you came by cab, so you needed to find someone who would be oh so gracious to lend you, their car.

Even after all this time, he's still Number #1.

With a sweetened smile on your face, you waltzed back over to where Eren had stood with Jean, Connie and Armin. Without interrupting their conversation, you wrapped your arms behind his neck, pushing yourself close up against him. A raised eyebrow was what you were met with, but you didn’t falter. “I need to borrow your car.” You said, not bothering to ask, slightly knowing his answer so you made a statement instead; you had to have it one way or another.

“I beg your pardon; you want to what?” Eren looked at you like of you had lost your mind or grown two extra heads when you explained why you needed his car; maybe both. “Rennn, c’monn. Just for tonight, please?” you whined, batting your eyes at him in hopes of making him falter. He squinted his eyes at you, already knowing what card you had up your sleeve.

“Y/n, we don’t call him D.K for nothing.” Eren tried to reason with you but deep down he knew nothing would change your mind.

A deep sigh fell from his lips before going into his pocket, pulling out the keys and handing them to you but before he did, “One piece y/n.” he warned, rolling his eyes at your excitement when you snatched the keys from him. Eren ran a hand over his face when he could hear Connie and the others murmuring over his choice.

Sukuna was surrounded, two chicks on both sides and some guys he seemed close enough with but that didn’t deter you. With your head held high and your glossy lips glittering in the night, you walked over to where he stood. Others had seen when you walked across the pavement, some looked at you oddly while others murmured some things you didn’t bother to think about.

With a manicured hand on your hip, you looked towards him, a dead serious look within your eyes, “I wanna race you.” you said confidently a smile bright on your face. You saw his eyes widened before pulling off the two girls, taking two strides and there he was, head tilted in a mocking way with a grin that you had been oh so familiar with. Next thing he did shocked you. He laughed, that idiot laughed! People started to gather around, seeing that some sort of commotion stirred.

“Who the hell bought daddy’s little princess here huh?” he snickered, sizing you up and down but you stood your ground. Your lips twitched at his arrogance; a witty comeback fresh on your tongue but you held. “Shit, sorry D.K, she’s in over her head. Had too much to drink.” Eren interrupted, finding himself within the middle of the circle that had formed, Eren pulled at your arm, but you didn’t move.

“Oh, the little princess here ain’t moving Yeager. I think she wants a race.” Sukuna taunted, daring red eyes never leaving your figure. You closed the distance between the two of you, noses touching. You could hear when his breathing quickens when you closed proximity. “The hell I do DK. The hell I do.” He steps closer to you, head tilting downwards, in hopes of intimidating you.

"And what's your name huh?" he asked, eyes never leaving yours. He knows your name oh so well, but for the sake of everything, he played dumb. "It's Y/n." The taller man nodded, taking a few steps back before turning to face the crowd. "Alright everyone, seems like you all will be getting a race with me in it tonight after all. Y/n vs Me." He tilted his head till you filled his vision.

"Let's see what you got on the track, Y/n."

Cloud 9 as they say. Speeding down the road, swerving cars from left to right, the blaring colors in your eyes. It felt good years ago and it still does. You were ahead of Sukuna by 10 seconds, trying to gain some distance between the two of you but he was closing in. You were so close to the third way mark, you just needed to be ahead for a few more seconds and you’ll be good. Your hand itched to reach for the nitrogen switch, but it wasn’t time as yet.

C’mon, just a bit more.

Once you passed the flickering streetlights, you flipped the switch and let the nitrogen work its magic. Excitement flowed through your veins, a squeal fell from your lips as you felt the surge flow through the car, the finish was clear. It was right there, you just needed to get there, get closer but all of sudden, the world started to fade, and it was fading fast. The nitrogen pushed you close to the finish, you could hear people yelling for you, but it all came flooding right back in.

The two teenagers enjoying the time of their lives and within a few split seconds all of it turned for the worst. The car toppled and burst into flames, one teen got out and tried to save the other which they did but the other was unconscious.

“Y/n, come on. Wake up, please.” the other whispered, tears flowing from their eyes. The smog decorating both of their faces, flicks of fire biting away at them both. Sirens heard in a distance, but the boy still tried, thank God his mother sent him to First Aid. “C’mon Y/n. Please.”

Y/n

When reality finally hit, you were across the finish and people were chanting your name. You wanted to move but you were stuck, you couldn’t. With every passing moment, it felt harder to breathe. The noise, it was getting to you, and you couldn’t stay here anymore, too much. You could see Eren coming close, jade green eyes piercing yours. A head tilt to the side and a flash of worry filled his face. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” you whispered, tears filling your eyes as you placed the car into reverse, going back out the same way you came.

All the while this happened, bright red eyes had seen this take place, and he knew just the place to find you.

“I knew I would find you here.” A deep gruff voice sounded from behind you. You hugged the black jacket that hung loosely around your shoulders, the one that Eren had given you earlier for good luck. The wind blew in your face, chilly but maybe that was your body temperature as Sukuna neared the car, resting on the hood of the car, just like you had been. “You shouldn’t be here Sukuna.” you warned, trying your best to keep the distance between the two of you.

His breathing was shallow, uneven at best. He didn’t know what to say, or how to say it. The last time he saw you, you had been transported to the hospital; even then, he tried to get into your room, but your parents stopped him. God, he wishes he could take back that day when it all happened. Unfortunately, life goes on.

“H-how have you been?” he asked, trying to ease into the conversation, knowing fully he was treading on eggshells. You glanced over at him before answering his question, it shouldn’t have hurt this much since it happened 5 years ago, but it did. “Busy.” you were short and to the point, not in any interest of starting small conversation.

“Why did you come after me?” you asked, turning your body fully towards him, arms crossed as you looked towards his face, searching for any flicker or movements. “I wanted to see if you were okay. Saw the whole panic attack thing and figured you’d be out here.” Nodding in understanding, you turned to face the city once more, a smile decorating your lips, but you turned so he wouldn’t see.

The silence between the two of you was deafening, tense body movements and so much to say but neither of you could formulate the words that coursed through your mind. “It’s been a while since we’ve been here.” Sukuna eased, trying to lighten the tension but his words fell on deaf ears. You sighed heavily, the pressure on your chest wasn't getting any lighter.

All those feelings you kept hidden for years, ready to burst forth and you weren't prepared for it at all; no one is actually. "I missed you y'know." he added, hoping to hear something from you, even if you yelled at him, he just needed to hear your voice.

You scoffed in disbelief. "Yea? You missed me? What about texting or calling maybe, what about that huh?" you sneered, nose flaring as he spewed these lies to you. You rolled your eyes when you turned to look at him, only to see his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Since he had nothing to say, you continued. "You got some balls Sukuna; I'll give you that. Last time I checked, you left me behind for some stupid title surrounding cars. You got caught up in the game, in the race and you left me behind, everything we promised each other, YOU left behind. And yet when I stayed, I was invisible to you but the moment I leave, the moment I'm no longer hanging onto to something that was slowly drifting away, you want to care?" that wasn't all you had to say but it is what you wanted to say in that particular moment. As bad as it was, you still cared about him and how he felt so you carefully formulated your words to barely scratch his mental.

“At any point in time within our friendship, did you care? Or was it all for show?” When you had finished, you waited for an answer, waited for an apology, for something and yet again your expectations weren't met.

His eyes drifted from your face to something behind you and his lips kept in a thin line and as it seemed, that was all the confirmation you needed. With tears blurring your vision, you scoffed and turned back to the car; anger fueling your energy as of now as you slammed the door of the car. Quickly throwing the car in reverse, you left the area, leaving Sukuna to his thoughts.

As you made your way back to the meet, you parked a little way from where everyone else had been; pulling down the mirror, you quickly dabbed away the ears that had filled in your eyes and quickly reapplied a layer of lip gloss before getting out of the car and heading back to where you had seen Eren from before. For the reminder of the night, you hadn't seen Sukuna shown up which gave you some sort of relief.

" So that's why you didn't want to y'know. . . date me." Eren revealed, realization all over his face. When you had first come back, this wasn't the place you had left years ago. Everything changed drastically and to say you had been clueless would be an understatement. The first person you had met had been Eren. You had bumped into him at the grocery store, looking down at the list you had written on your phone instead of watching where you had been going.

—

"Parsley, now this ain't the same aisle it used to be in so where the he- OH SHIT." You bumped into a strong chest, pushing you back a few inches, nearly toppling you over but with quick reflexes, an arm stretched out to you, pulling you close to steady your balance. This person definitely goes to the gym, strong scent of pinecones, mint and weed filled your nostrils as you breathed in.

Once you had taken a step back, you took a full look at the man in front of you. Bright jade green eyes that pierced deeply into your soul. Hair that was long enough to be placed in a loose bun and still short that some strands fell loosely into his face. You had been ogling that was a fact, but the other guy hadn't been much different to you in any aspect. "M'sorry, wasn't watching where I was going." You blurted, breaking the inadmissible silence that fell between the two of you.

He seemed to shake out of whatever daze he had been in when you opened your mouth to speak. "You iight mama, wouldn't mind bumping into you from time to time." he replied, voice strong but a silky undertone hung from it. You chuckled at the pet name he gave you before excusing yourself to finish grocery shopping.

How ironic it had been when what he had said became reality. Almost a week and a half after, you bumped into him again but this time it had been at a club in the city. Lights were flashing and the alcohol had started to get to you making you a little a little less self-reserved or well a lot. You were on your way to the bathroom when a large back was the first thing you met, causing you to stumble. Lucky enough, the bar table had been close for you to hold onto to steady yourself.

When the person turned, both of your eyes widen but you had been the first to speak.

"I know you. You are that fine ass man, I met in the supermarket the other day." you slurred, hiccupping between few words and slurring the rest. The said man Infront of you had raised an eyebrow at your bold description of him before smiling. "Whatcu doing in here mama, having some fun?" he asked, you nodded eagerly, your cheeks slightly burning from the pet name he used once again.

He took one good look at your state before sighing; with how you were stumbling, you probably wouldn't make it home in one piece. With an arm wrapped around your waist, he was almost about to guide you out of the club, but you whined saying you needed to use the bathroom.

With an untrustworthy look in his eyes, the unnamed man led you to the bathroom, stopping on the outside to guard you from any idiot who wanted to try something stupid. When he says that you had finished, he took you by the waist once again and headed out of the club, not before telling his friends he was calling it a night.

With one free hand, the unknown man had reached his car and unlocked it, placing you into the passenger seat with you seat being buckled in before rushing over to his seat. The last thing you remembered was him getting into the car before blacking out.

The next morning you woke up with a searing headache and even more stiff legs. Once the sleep had gone from your eyes, you took in your surroundings and realized where you were and as far as you can remember, this wasn’t your room.

When you pulled the sheets away from your body, you saw that you had on a large grey graphic tee; you sighed in relief when you felt your panty still on you but that didn’t stop your mind from racing, it just eased the swirling assumptions. As you ended up downstairs, the scent of eggs and fried bacon filled your nose, enticing you to enter the kitchen or well close to the kitchen.

What stopped you had been the low bun was again or maybe it had been the large back tattoo that you could see peeking out from the white vest this man had on and the bulging of his muscles from when he flipped the eggs. You stopped staring before your mind started to swirl with ideas; quietly yet still loud, you cleared your throat, making your presence known. "Oh, you're awake. That's good. Here I made breakfast." His deep baritone voice filled the room as he placed two plates on the island, signaling you to take one.

Slowly enough, you take the plate before sitting quietly in one of the chairs that surrounded the table. Out of caution, you slowly ate the blueberry pancakes before moving unto the strips of bacon that had been placed to the side alongside some sunny side up eggs.

The clicking of the fork caught your attention, looking up to see that the brown-haired man had stopped eating; sitting up, you looked at him awaiting some sort of response coming from him about what exactly happened last night. Although you had some sort of reembrace about what went on, everything had been blurry after you bumped into him. "We didn't have sex. I just brought you here because I didn't think you'd be able to tell me where you lived in that state of mind. Also, about the clothes, my sister, Mikasa, undressed you and wiped you off with some wipes. I had asked her to do that since I figured you wanted some sort of privacy even though you had been unconscious."

What he said surely cleared up some things for you, but you wondered what his sister looked like and also, where the hell your clothes were. And as if the earth heard your thought came a girl with a short bob and bangs sitting right above her eyes with a pair of square shaped glasses sitting on her nose. A large grey t-shirt hung loosely from her frame with printed black shorts with Kuromi on them. You glanced over her frame before realizing she had your clothing folded neatly in her hands.

"Thank you, both of you. I should probably give you back your clothing and head back home." You nodded your head to the door, but the brown-haired man stopped you. "Nah it's fine, I'm about to head out. I could take you home if you want." He offered, not bothered by the fact that you had a few pieces of his clothing or the fact that he had to take care of you. nevertheless, you gave the okay before turning back to the raven-haired girl whose name you learned from herself and her brother, Mikasa gave you a quick smile and a nod.

On the way to your house, you recognized the street you had been on. You pointed to the house which caused him to chuckle. "You know what I find funny, the fact that you only live 3 minutes away or less from me." You agreed while giggling as he pulled into the driveway. 'Thank you by the way." You stated, unbuckling the seat belt; you gathered your things before exiting the car only to be stopped by the voice of the same man that had dropped your home. "Wait, my name I forgot to tell you, my name." he rushed, quickly getting out of the car.

You raised an eyebrow at the man, shaking your head at his awkwardness. "Eren, my name's Eren." Jutting his hand out, you took his hand in yours before shaking it and replying with your name. "Well, Eren, thank you for taking care of me and bring me home and tell your sister I say thanks. " You commented, a smile adorning your face as you let go of his warm hand.

You second interaction had been when you were at work in the library and the sudden need for a belly piercing had hit you like a semi. The urge was strong and scrolling through Pinterest wasn't making your urges any better. Now, you hadn't been around for a while so saying you knew where a piercing shop had been, you would have been lying.

With the old desktop in front of you, you typed in 'piercing shops near me' on the old desktop, listening to the sound of the keys clacking against the inside piece of the keyboard.

To your surprise, there had been one extremely close to where you worked. With quick thinking, you choose the one that had been relatively close to your work and decided that you would do a walk in on your lunch break which was in the next couple of minutes. You walked over to the owner of the library.

A small old lady in her late 60's, curly silver white hair on top of her forehead with square shaped glasses that covered most of her cheeks, a beautiful old soul in your opinion.

"Het Voila, I'm going out on lunch alright, I'll be back within an hour tops." You grabbed your small handbag from behind the counter before heading out, waving at Voila before leaving.

The walk to the piercing parlor wasn't long, within 6 minutes you had been in front of the place. Taking in the scenery, you looked over the shop before walking in; a bell ringing to signal your presence. The shop was welcoming, an undertone of pinecone and sandalwood with a hint of lavender essence. The colors and furniture of the shop, a mixture of soft purple, white and black; sleek and modern with a hint of color to give off a flowery feeling.

The air condition blew in straight onto your back, goosebumps forming from the thin cotton button up you had on. Drake's song 'Marvin's Room' played softly in the background. Your thoughts were interrupted when a mellow voice called out to you, gaining your attention.

"Hey, welcome to Phoenixx's piercing parlor, how can I help?" a blond buzz cut with pink stars caught your eyes, then maybe the chocolate-colored eyes that stared back at you. His attire was neat. A black hoodie with a white shirt poking from underneath, an army green cargo pants and a gold cross hanging from his neck.

You couldn't see the shoes he had been wearing but you guessed that they had to be the Panda Nike Dunks that came out late last year or so. A sparkly nose ring popped in the lighting in the shop but those were some minor details. As you closed the distance between the two of you, you stated your reason of popping in and so sparked a conversation between the two of you.

"Hey, maybe you should come this Friday night, there's this place where all the modified cars downtown and uptown meet up to race of just hang out. It seems like your style from what I've heard for the past half an hour." The blond hair with a buzz cut, whose name you learned to be was Connie had made quite a suggestion, you couldn't back down from.

Giving his idea some thought, you finally agreed before Connie grab a piece of paper and scribbled an address on it, handing you a business card alongside the paper. As your conversation continues, another voice sounded from the back, which you figured had been where you get your piercings. "Yo Connie, what's the hold up?"

Shifting your attention, you met eyes with a certain pair of jade green eyes, ones you had seen quite recently. "Y/n, what are you doing here?" he asked, eyes wide as he grazed over your attire. "Oh, been feeling the sudden urge to get a piercing recently so I searched up places online and well, this was the closest one. " You explained, Eren nodded as he took in your appearance.

"You work around here?" he asked, seeing a familiar logo on the shirt you were wearing. "Yup fortunately, it's close to where I live." you answered. You thanked him before l him a question when you checked your phone; a string of curses leaving your mouth as you saw the time. "I gotta get back and thanks Connie. See you around Eren." you spoke before heading back out to work.

Eren and Connie watched as you left before Connie turned to Eren with an eyebrow raised and smirk decorating his lips. "You know her?" Eren rolled his eyes before telling him the story of the two of you met.

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"Damn I'm coming." you groaned to no one in particular, the rapid knocking at your door that woke you from sleeping; pulling a shirt over your head before heading to the front door. "Now who the he- Eren?"" you paused, taking in the person before you. Eren looked to you with a hopeful smile that seemed a bit rushed. "Hey Y/n, I need your help." He rushed out, seemingly out of breath.

You looked at him in curiosity, an eyebrow raised waiting for him to continue. Stepping aside, you let him enter your house, taking him to the kitchen. "You want something to drink?"

He shook his head before continuing his story. " So my niece's birthday is today and it's princess themed since she loves princesses and the lady who was supposed to be the princess for the party copped out at the last minute saying she was sick so she couldn't make it and we don't have any other option right now and I thought of you since you're really pretty and just like a princess so I came over to ask you if you can do it. If you can't do it that's okay but you are literally the first and last person to think of." Eren rambled on, you heard all that he said and contemplated it, already having your answer but you decided to tease him.

"You think I'm pretty?" you smirked, chuckling as Eren stumbled over his words trying to make up for it. You saw that he was struggling and decided to chime in. "Yes, I'll help you."

Now when you got to the house, you grabbed the bag that had in your makeup and a couple accessories to seal the deal that you were a princess. "Oh Eren, thank God you're here-oh. Who's this?" The lady that stood in front of you took in your appearance with a smile. "This is a friend of mine, Y/n. She's pitching in to be the princess." Once Eren stated the reason you were there, the lady's eyes brightened quickly ushering you in.

When inside the house, you took in the scenery; carefully watching the other family members put up the decorations within the living room.

'This little girl really loves princesses.' You thought as you scanned the environment briefly before you were pulled by the waist to some random room by the aunt you met at the front door, whose name turned out to be Paula.

"I'm not sure if the dress will fit but can you at least try it to see, please?" she asked politely, silently wishing that the dress fits. Shooing you to the bathroom, you quickly took off your clothing before stepping into the dress, pulling up over your body before struggling a bit to zip up the back.

'Huh, it really does fit.' you thought. Once it was completely on and the ruffles on the dress fluffed, you exited the bathroom. Stiffly, you walked over to the middle of the bedroom where Paula gasped in amazement. Squealing in delight, she called, she rushed over to you with her arms opening wide; pulling you into a tight hug, spewing "thank you's" fell from her lips. She squealed once again before rushing out of the bedroom, leaving you in shock from her outburst.

"You really are a princess." Eren commented, his jade green eyes taking in your appearance with a smirk on his face. You were pulled out of your thoughts when you heard Eren; chuckling at his statement before retorting a silly answer. " And who are you supposed to be, my knight in shining armor?" you quipped, gaining a laugh from him.

"Not dressed for the occasion though, am I?" he asked, looking down at his clothing then back up at you. Rolling your eyes playfully, you headed back into the bathroom, to which Eren followed.

Within the two hours that you had been there doing your makeup and fixing your goddess braids, Eren sat and watched every minute, staring at you in awe has you put yourself together for someone you didn't even know. Once you had finished, you put away everything before turning to Eren. "So, how do I look?" you asked, giving him a little twirl, waiting for his opinion.

"Like I said earlier, just like a princess." he complimented. You gave him a smile in which he returned before his phone pinged. With one look, Eren looked to you before grabbing your hand. "Come on, the birthday girl is here."

"You like my tiara, would you like to wear it?" you asked the small girl in front of you; as she nodded eagerly, you carefully took the tiara from off of your head before placing it onto hers. Not a perfect fit since it fell to the side of her head. The two of you giggled at the interaction before turning her to face the camera that was pointed at you. "Smile, a pretty princess is on camera." you voiced, a smile settling on your lips as the flash went off. After she skipped off to somewhere, you sat back in the chair you had been for the past 4 hours and huffed.

Your butt was hurting for being in the same position for 4 hours; resting your jaw into your palm, you watched at the children ran around the house.

"If it isn't the princess of the evening. Where is your Prince Charming might I ask?" Eren asserted, the chair that sat empty next to you for all the little girls who wanted to talk to the lovely princess for the night, now filled with the so-called 'Prince Charming" those little girls were giggling about just before. "To those little girls across there, they believe that you are Prince Charming." you nodded your head over to where the children had been playing. The older boy winced, shaking his head ever so slightly before continuing.

"Cute, but I'm not into children. Although, I do have one person in mind that I could possibly be Prince Charming to, if she let me." He hinted, straightening his posture before turning in the chair to face you.

You decided to play along, a smile graced your lips as you also turned to face him, "And if this special person lets you be their Prince Charming, then what?" you purred, slowly closely the distance between the two of you. It seems that Eren read your mind in that moment and with bated breath, the two of you closed in on each other, lips touching in the sweetest way possible.

His lips weren't completely dry, they had moisture, maybe from the drink he held in his hand from before but that didn't matter much. "LOOK, PRINCESS Y/N FOUND HER PRINCE! AND THEY'RE KISSING! " Some random child screeched, not only causing the two of you to laugh within the kiss but a series of "ew's" and "cooties" fell from their lips.

Later that night, after the birthday girl was down and the others had left, you had changed out of the dress before you helped with cleaning up. You and Eren had cleaning duty in the backyard and the tension between the two of you was sickening. Glances back and forth and neither of you said a word; to Eren, it was torture and to you, you had been conflicted.

The little time you spent with him had been cherished and you did feel something for Eren, but you still felt something for Sukuna and that was hard to deny.

On the way home, you fiddled with your acrylics as Eren drove you home; you decided not to say anything. You were so close to reaching inside your house until Eren called out to you, rushing up and grabbing your wrists before pulling you towards him. "Y/n, you're not going to walk away like you didn't feel something, are you?" he asked, a hint of desperation hidden in his voice.

You contemplated pulling away, but you had too much of a conscience. "Eren, I can-" you weren't able to get another word in before his lips met yours.

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Levi kisses your shoulder.

“I love you.”

Your collarbone.

“I love you.”

Your throat.

“I love you.”

Coming up to face you again, your hand immediately reaches for his cheek. He leans down, kisses every teary pearl on your face away, but they only keep coming. He kisses your eyes, kisses under them, feeling your tears soak his trembling lips.

“We’re gonna be okay. We’re gonna be fine.” It seems like he’s trying to reassure himself along with you, and it also seems like he’s doing a poor job of keeping his own tears in check. There is a lump in his throat, his eyes sting bad, he’s afraid he’ll crack at any given moment. “I trust you, baby. I trust you. We’ll make it out just fine.”

The pair of you were supposed to be sound asleep, preserving every possible ounce of energy for the attack on Marley beginning in only a few hours, but sleep remains a stranger to the Survey Corps on nights before their inevitable march to their possible death.

Eyes open or closed, every cadet, every soldier, everyone that carries the burden of the wings of freedom on their backs lay awake in their beds. Some stay unmoving, some whisper with their roommates, some are stuck in their own heads, and some decide to love each other like it’s the last time.

Because maybe it is.

You can’t remember who started it, but you and Levi usually get clingier as expeditions near, and you find yourselves huddled in a mess of pillows and sheets and blankets not so long after your arrival to your shared quarters for the night.

It started steamy, harsh, hungry, but true emotions eventually surface, and neither of you is able to let go of the other. You begin to tear up when reality finally hits, seeing the silver band on his ring finger twinkle in the dim light of the room that copies your own, and you break when he begins to speak.

“We’ll be fine.” He’d said then , voice clear and soothing.

“I’ll follow you wherever you go,” He says now, eyes glossy, voice strangled.

When you pull him to wrap your arms around his neck, your mind is too conflicted between the complete opposition of emotions rushing through your head, running back and forth between pleasure and grief of what to be lost in a few hours. You can’t help the noise you make as tears continue to flow freely while he gives you his all, fucking every emotion he feels right into you.

“I can’t exist without you anyways, can I?” He mumbles in your neck, making sure you hear him over your own noises before he bends up to take a good look at you, to make sure your image is burned in his memory like a stamp, branding his very being as your own.

Teary, flushed face, hair a mess on the sheets, mouth open wide with uncontrollable pleasure, he doesn’t think you ever looked as vulnerable as you look right now. Your droopy eyes pour into his own, neither able to look away, neither able to feel anything but the other.

“Walls, you’re the best fucking thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on.”

You’re close. The invisible string keeps tightening and tightening for the walls-only-know time, and your overstimulation is melting your agonized pain away. Levi notices by the way you tighten around him again, the way a hand flies to your hair, the other reaching desperately out to him, and he’d rather stop breathing than not reach back to you.

He is bending back down to hold you through your orgasam when you finally let go, you twitch and squirm in his arms, his name the only thing on your tongue.

“Levi!” You whimper.

“Levi…” You whine.

“Luh-Le’vi.” You sob.

Levi kisses every available patch of skin his lips can find, sweet nothing tumbling out of his lips. He fucks you through your orgasam, chasing his own with the sticky reminder on your stomach burning through him; that he should pull out soon.

You become incredibly tight around him that he feels the air getting knocked out of his lungs even more. With one last kiss to your cheek, he begins to lean back up, ready to pull out and let go, but he finds himself locked in place.

You hold him with all your might, frightened eyes locking with yours when he raises his head.

“It’s okay,” You tell him, his hips faltering. “Please. I need you. I need you.”

Levi’s head swims, he does his best to slow down his movements. His eyes look within yours for an answer to his unspoken questions.

“What?” He can’t help but let out.

“Just this once,” Your eyes well up once more. “I want to feel you just this once.”

His own overstimulation seems to get the best of him because this was his breaking point. Levi can no longer suppress his emotions, but he does his best to hide his face away from his lover.

He kisses you hard this time. A hand cages you to the bed while the other caresses your soaked cheek, and you sob when he starts to move again. You arch your back, doing your best to meet his every need as you both cry in each other’s arms, with another inevitable build tickling the back of your brain.

The overflowing emotions delay his release just enough for the pair of you to let go together, bodies pressed so close that they almost mold into one. Whimpers and moans of each other’s names echo in the empty quarters, exhausted bodies relaxing as you feel your walls painted warm with his release.

Levi can’t hold himself up anymore. The pair of you are overstimulated to the brim, crying and crying and crying over everything that you can’t control, and you feel your heart melt at your bond as it gains even more strength with each and every silent or audible sob.

Minutes later, after you both managed to calm down just enough to be able to function again, Levi raises his head from your chest, bloodshot eyes a mirror of your own.

A shaky hand creeps to your cheek. He tries again.“We’ll be fine.”

“I love you,” You whisper, eyes closing to lean in his touch.

And it’s cruel that this is your way of saying goodbye, untrusting of the world to let you be in each other’s arms one more time.

#ackermonie writes #tw smut #levi angst #levi smut #this is just pure angst tbh #pre-attack on marley #aot angst #aot #attack on titan angst #attack on titan #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #levi x reader smut #levi ackerman smut #levi ackerman angst #snk levi #shingeki no kyoujin x reader #shingeki no kyojin #levi comfort

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situationzs · 5 months

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“ she, she, she, she gets to me like broken bones ”

🧪 sabotage !! ;; armin arlert x fem!reader * social media au

synopsis — when armin meets the completely fucked up girl from his new psychology class from being paired up for a group project, he learns new things. although the knows he shouldn’t fuck around with her judging from her current situation, she practically begs for his attention and armin can’t help but to fall for her flaws and toxic habits.

genre — ANGST, modern/college au, probs strangers to friends to lovers (kind of exes?), SLOW BURN, toxic relationships, right person wrong time, little percent chance at it having a happy ending

warnings; talk of serious mental illnesses and dark and heavy topics, implied cheating, toxic relationships, suicide topics (included self harm), kys/kms used as a joke, drug usage, (name) is a bitch here, nsfw-ish (from a minor). If you are sensitive to any of these topics please DO NOT READ. I AM IN NO WAY TRYING OR WANTING TO ROMANTICIZE ANY OF THESE TOPICS. (I’m writing this from my own experiences and in no way should you or anyone else around you romanticize any of these topics or want a relationship like this)

status — TBA (STILL A WIP START DATE NOT DECIDED)

taglist — closed (for now)

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“i can fix her” headass — armin, eren, niccolo, jean, connie, bert

seeking therapy — (name), annie, mikasa, sasha, historia, ymir

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#situationzs #armin angst #armin x reader #armin arlert #armin aot #armin arlet x reader #attack on titan angst #attack on titan smau #armin smau #Spotify

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imjustasimpxd · 1 year

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My Angel

➬ Reiner Braun x Fem reader

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Summary : Reiner was always taught that the devils of Paradis were vicious creatures, but what is he supposed to do when he soon finds himself reluctantly falling for one? Or when he is forced to go back to Marley and leave her all together?

Word count : Around 2,000 words

Warnings : very angsty, reader is left behind, wanting to be with someone you can’t, spoilers for season three and four

Author’s notes : reblogs are appreciated!! I appreciate all feedback on my writing so that I can know what you guys liked and what you think I should improve on😊

Disclaimer : this is a work of fiction and should in no way, shape, or form, be taken seriously.

Side Note : this fic, and everything else I’ve written on my blog, is mine and only mine. I work very hard on everything I write so do not, under any circumstances, modify, copy, or steal my work.

“It’s what’s best for her.” Reiner mumbled to himself as he pulled open the small dresser, reaching inside to grab a few of his shirts still left there.

“It’s… what’s best for both of us.” His words tumbled about in his mouth, almost as if they contained a bitter taste that he was reluctant to swallow. “Yeah… that’s right…it’s what’s best.” He repeated, hesitation filling his tone; almost as if he was struggling to convince himself of the very words slipping past his own lips.

As he stood up, reaching for another one of his belongings on the desk nearby, he heard commotion suddenly rumble behind him. His eyes quickly glanced over his shoulder at the sound, witnessing the way you moved around in your sleep to resettle your body upon the mattress.

His anxious expression began alleviating at the mere sight of you, a hidden smile threatening to tug at his lips the longer he gazed at your sleeping figure.

Oh, how beautiful you looked as you rested there. How painfully angelic was your sleeping face as the moonlight shone upon it; almost as if the soft rays of light were intentionally mocking him by illuminating that innocent face of yours, attempting to get him to change his mind about his plans to leave you behind.

But he couldn’t change his mind, could he? Not when he knew staying would only cause you more grief; that being with someone like him was impossible with the kind of world he lived in.

Reiner knew you wouldn’t have let him go through with his plans had you been privy to them, so that’s why he was here: gathering his belongings in the dead of night so he wouldn’t have to face you; so he wouldn’t have to see that painful expression etch across your face once you found out he was abandoning you.

He couldn’t do that to you, nor to himself. It was better to just let you find out after he was already gone. Otherwise, if he tried to explain it to you face to face then he might end up changing his mind, giving in to your distressed pleas and deciding to stay even though he knew he couldn’t.

It was a cowardly thing to do, to sneak off like a thief in the night without even saying goodbye, or giving a proper explanation at the very least, but Reiner wasn’t strong enough to tell you the truth without breaking.

So there he was, shakily reaching for each of his possessions in the dark expanse of your barracks as you slept unknowingly across the room.

What a mess this all turned into…

If only Reiner had just kept to himself in the first place like he was supposed to then none of this would be happening right now. If only he wouldn’t have gotten involved with one of the devils from this cursed island when he knew he shouldn’t.

Maybe then he wouldn’t be here, clenching his lips together in hopes to conceal the sobs stinging at the back of his throat; shakily packing up his things to meet up with Bertholdt afterward.

If Reiner would’ve just focused solely on his mission from the start, then maybe he wouldn’t have to glance behind his shoulder every time he heard movement, checking that you hadn’t woken up yet to see him leaving.

If he would’ve simply followed his orders, then he wouldn’t have that undeniable sense of guilt tugging at his heart as he continued to place his possessions in that bag, hoping to already be gone by the time you awakened for breakfast.

“Don’t forget why we came here, Reiner. She’s just a devil anyways.” Bertholdt’s words replayed through Reiner’s mind as he grasped another item in between his fingers.

A devil, that’s right, that’s all you were, wasn’t it?

At least, that’s what he assumed when he first came to the island…

Your people were supposed to be vicious demons, descendants of a vile creature that terrorized the world thousands of years ago. Whatever cruel actions he planned to commit would all be justified because the people on this island deserved it.

That’s what he was told, but as he glanced back at you yet again, he just couldn’t find any truth in it anymore.

If you really were just a devil, then why did he find it so hard to leave you behind? Why did his body seem to freeze when he heard the gentle call of his name that unconsciously slipped past your lips as you turned over in that bed once more?

Why were his knees buckling where he stood, barely able to keep him upright with the overwhelming sense of remorse weighing him down.

If you were really nothing more than a disgusting demon, then why was he trying so hard to restrain himself from crawling into that bed and pulling you into his arms?

A real devil wouldn’t have shown the kind of love and patience he received from you. A real devil wouldn’t have stayed up late every night to comfort him after he had woken up from another nightmare. A real devil would have never been as precious and beautiful as you were.

If you really were the things he was told as a child, then how on earth were you able to make him feel the way you did, like his life actually mattered more than just his job as a soldier?

The kind words that always seemed to slip past your beautiful lips, almost like you knew exactly when he needed them, the soft embrace you’d pull him into when he needed reassurance, even the gentle smile that always adorned your lovely face: none of it could’ve ever been possible for you unless you really weren’t the type of “devil” he was made to believe.

He had tried to deny it for so long, because that would mean everything he was told was a lie. But even so, he still couldn’t deny the fact you were living proof of his false accusations; that in the end he really was wrong about the people on this island.

You were never a devil, you were an angel; the same one who saved him from his hollowness and showed him he was capable of being loved.

And coincidentally, the same angel he would leave broken in tears as he departed from this island for good…

Reiner hated himself for the pain he knew he’d be putting you through by leaving, even more so for involving you in a relationship with him when he knew he wouldn’t be able to stay. It was a selfish thing for him to do, to keep you in his life despite knowing he’d have to bring it all to an end sooner or later. He knew it was cruel to hang on like this, but he just couldn’t bring himself to let you go; not when you were the only person he felt valued with.

Oh, what he would give just to have you cuddled against him once more, or to hear that adorable laugh of yours even for just a minute. Tears started gathering in his eyes just thinking about the way he’d never receive that again, how he’d never see that gentle gaze in your eyes anymore, or even the feeling of your warm hand intertwined with his. The mere thought had his heart clenching in agony.

If only there was another way the two of you could be together, if only things weren’t bound to end like this…

You were just an innocent soul, one he fell hopelessly in love with, and one he wanted nothing more than to stay beside for as long as he could.

Maybe, in another life, he could’ve given you the love you deserved, or even that family he knew you always desired to have.

But nevertheless, that wasn’t the reality he lived in now, meaning he’d have to go through with his dreadful mission and leave you behind for good.

The very thought had his heart splitting into pieces, however, the thought of endangering you by staying was more powerful than that twisting in his chest.

You deserved so much better than him. You deserved to live a peaceful life with a husband who would stick by your side no matter what, but you’d never be able to have that if he stayed.

So, for your sake, he made his way over to that tiny mattress you were sleeping on, preparing to utter his goodbyes to your unconscious figure.

His hand reached to caress your cheek gently as you lay there, eyes looming over you with a loving gaze as he reminisced on the memories you’ve made together.

All the nights he’d spend holding you in his arms, all the meals you shared together while conversing in the dining hall, every moment spent with you was one he wished could last forever. But all good things had to come to an end eventually, which is why he’d lean down to place one last tender kiss on your forehead. His lips rested there for a moment, soaking in the feeling of your skin and inhaling your calming scent for the last time before he had to pull away.

“Goodbye, my angel.” A gentle whisper. That was the last thing he left you with before he gathered his belongings and walked out that door.

He had made his choice, and he couldn’t go back now, especially after the massacre his team ensued in the battle that wiped out more than half of the military corps, and especially after the way you froze when he turned into that monster they call the armored titan.

He’d never seen you look at him that way: eyes widening in betrayal, lips quivering in anguish. Your heart was already beginning the demolition he forsaught when he planned this long ago. Now he was watching it unfold firsthand, a front-row seat to the misery he could’ve easily spared you from had he not dragged you into a relationship in the first place.

Your eyes stung with tears, your knees lowering to the ground in agony, even your cries of confusion: they were all because of him, his wretched being and all the horrifying crimes he committed against you and your people.

Even if he tried to go back and fix things, he knew nothing would ever be the same again, not after the way you looked at him.

Nothing he could ever do would be enough to win you back now; all the more reason for him to just continue on and let you go. After all, he had a mission to complete, the same mission he should’ve never gotten sidetracked from in the first place.

So now he’d make sure to complete his mission, earning himself the title of a hero for “defeating” his enemies after returning home to Marley.

He was back to where he started, back to the place that told him all those lies he so stupidly believed years ago.

Marley was supposed to be his home, it was quite literally the place he was born, but nonetheless, nothing changed the fact that his real home was somewhere else now.

He’d hide behind a smile and play his part as a military hero to perfection, but, nothing could ever erase the longing he harbored towards the person he left behind, the same person he wanted nothing more than to escape back to.

However, he couldn’t, because no matter how much he wished otherwise, the world he lived in didn’t allow a devil such as himself to unite with an innocent human.

He had it wrong from the very beginning, his superiors were right about there being devils in this world, but not in the way he thought.

He just never realized it until now.

It was never you…

No, the real demon was always him.

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coloredsolos · 1 year

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BLAME IT ON THE ALCOHOL

pairing: eren jaeger x fem!reader

prompt: 9. "I guess this is a lesson in not trusting people, right?”

content: frat boy!eren, modern au

wc: 1.9k

a/n: longest fic i’ve written yet but it’s the one i hate the most! be gentle I could not bear to proof read this but i’ve worked so hard on it I decided to post it anyways… anyways I hope you enjoy!!

The first time you met Eren was truly memorable for all the wrong reasons. You weren’t really an avid party goer, however your roommate Hitch had insisted you go to the “hottest party of the year”, so there you found yourself, in some frat house that felt way too cramped and smelled like liquor and vomit. Hitch had ditched you somewhere through the night after she had spotted a taller blonde girl, so you stood by yourself near the drink table, nursing some concoction Hitch had made you before she had disappeared. It was gross but it would get the job done.

A taller boy came up to fix himself a drink, his longer hair pulled back into a bun. You couldn’t help but glance at the unnamed boy a he fixed himself a drink.

Feeling your eyes on him, Eren looked up. Grabbing his drink, he made his way over to stand by you.

“Not having fun?” he asked.

You shrugged, “Not really my vibe.”

He nodded. “Yeah, parties suck. They get repetitive.”

You took a sip of your drink, letting the conversation die off. You weren’t really in the mood for small talk with some random boy you met at a party.

However, he didn’t let up.

“I haven’t seen you around before, you a freshman?”

“Junior. Like I said, not really my vibe.”

Eren nodded, taking a sip of his own drink. Clearing his throat he turned to face you.

“You know who’s throwing this party?” He asked.

You shook your head and laughed, “Probably another copy and paste frat boy.”

Eren let out a loud laugh, “Probably,” he agreed. “I’m Eren.” He offered you a smile.

After introducing yourself, the two of you fell into a steady conversation. Occasionally stopping to refill your drinks.

Leaning in close enough for you to hear, Eren’s breath tickled your ear as he spoke. “Do you wanna head to the balcony?”

You nodded.

Eren offered you his hand as he led you through the crowd. Clutching your drink, careful not to spill any with everyone bumping into the two of you.

“Jaeger!” Someone yelled, although you weren’t able to pinpoint the voice.

A shorter boy with a shaved head pushed his way to where Eren stood in front of you.

“Connie! What’s up man?” Eren let go of your hand to greet his friend. You stood behind him shifting from one foot to another.

“Listen man, awesome party! Shit is fire as always.”

Eren let out a laugh. “Thanks dude, listen I’ll catch up with you later alright?”

Connie, whose name you had gotten from Eren, looked behind his friend to where you stood.

“Good for you man, I’ll catch ya later!” He laughed, clapping his hand on Eren’s shoulder before excusing himself.

Realization had hit you hard. You had been shit talking whoever threw the party to the guy who threw the party. You felt your cheeks grow warm. What should you do? Should you apologize? Pretend it never happened?

Before you knew it you were standing outside with Eren. Few people were scattered about, most choosing to be in the main house where the music was.

“It’s so loud in there.” Eren huffed, breaking the silence.

“I’m so sorry. I had no clue you were the one throwing this party. Oh my god,” you apologized quickly.

Eren laughed once again, placing his hand in your shoulder he bent down slightly to be at eye level with you.

“It’s okay, really. I mean you weren’t wrong we are all kind of the same,” He laughed.

You shook your head, “Really you’re not, I shouldn’t have said that.”

“Hey,” Eren stopped you. “I mean it. It’s okay.”

You sighed a breath of relief, before nodding.

“Okay.”

The second time you met Eren was memorable as well.m, this time for the right reasons.

“Hey!” Eren called out your name, jogging to catch up with you. Waiting for him, you offered him a small smile when he reached your location.

“Hey Eren, didn’t think I’d see you on this side of campus.” You smiled.

“Well maybe I knew you’d be over here.” He smirked.

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes, disregarding the slight blush that had made its way to your cheeks.

“So,” he began, “What would you say if I told you I knew the best place to get coffee on a day like today?”

“Hmm” you mused. “I’d say lead the way.”

Eren smiled, “You know, I’ve been wondering when I was gonna run into you. I swear I’ve been planning on running into you after class for like a week straight.”

You let out a giggle, “You know you do have my number right? You could have just asked…”

“Well where’s the magic in that?” Eren pouted.

You gave him a playful shove as you both continued walking.

You and Eren grew closer after that. The two of you didn’t go a day without talking, whether it be in person, over text, or even just facetiming one another when one of you was bored.

You also had started going to parties more often, especially ones thrown by Eren.

“You having fun?” a voice asked from behind you, you grinned turning to face the mystery man.

You shrugged, “It’s alright…”

Eren rolled his eyes. “Well then what do you say we take this party somewhere else?”

You nodded, almost too eagerly, the drinks you had previously downed making your brain feel fuzzy.

Eren grinned, grabbing your hand in his, and lead you up the stairs.

“Where are we going?” You called out, hoping Eren could hear you better now that the source of the music was getting further and further away.

“My room.” Eren said simply.

You couldn’t help but gulp. You hadn’t been to Eren’s room before. The two of you either always hung out at your dorm, or out in public.

“Hey? You still with me? We can go somewhere else if you want.” Eren placed his hand on your shoulder, bringing you out of your thoughts.

“No no it’s ok. I’m good.” You offered him a small smile as he held the door to his bedroom open.

The harsh glow from his red LEDs illuminated the hallway.

Stepping into his room you took note of your surroundings, trippy posters littered the walls. You knew Eren liked to take part in some recreational activities, so you assumed the posters went hand in hand with that. You walked towards his bookshelf. There were a few books, but the shelf was relatively empty. His xbox sat on a table next to his TV that was placed on the floor near his bed.

“You a minimalist?” You joked.

Eren laughed, I just never settled in. Guess I figured why bother now if I’ll be leaving soon.”

This caught your attention.

“Leaving? Aren’t you a junior?”

Eren shrugged. “Yeah but not for long. I’m going back home.”

“Like dropping out? But you made it this far?”

Eren scoffed. “Yeah but I’m failing all my classes. All I do is throw and go to parties. Shit gets boring after a while. Figured once we get to Christmas break I’m done. I just won’t come back.”

You couldn’t help the fact that your mouth hung open. This was news to you. Christmas break? That was a few weeks away.

You had nothing to say, there was nothing you could say. “Who’s going to walk with me to get coffee? Who is gonna keep me company while Hitch is hanging out with Annie? Eren you can’t leave…” you bit your lip.

Eren gave you a sad smile. “Come on now… This is for the best. I don’t wanna keep wasting my parent’s money. Besides, my dad is always gone, my mom needs help.”

“But hey,” Eren continued. “You have my number, I’ll come back and visit you and we can call as much as you want okay?” He came to place a hand on your shoulder.

You nodded, however, your eyes stayed focused on the floor.

“Hey,” His hand lifted your chin so you’d look at him. Finally meeting his gaze, you were surprised to find how close he was.

“I mean it.”

Your eyes never left his as you nodded once more. Noticing the way his gaze dropped down to your lips before his eyes were back on yours. Did you see that right? You couldn’t have, you and Eren were friends, that was all. But a part of you jumped with excitement at the idea of your friend wanting to kiss you. The same part of you that had always wondered what it would be like to be something more with Eren.

You brought your bottom lip in between your teeth, catching Eren’s attention once more. You slowly releases your bottom lip, watching as Eren’s tongue dipped out of his mouth to wet his lips. Without another thought, you pulled Eren closer by the collar of his shirt, crashing your lips onto his. Eren kissed you back without hesitation. The kiss was hungry, animalistic. You weren’t sure what had come over the two of you but at this point you didn’t care.

Eren began to lead you backwards towards the bed presumably, his hands all over you. Everywhere he touched felt on fire.

The next time you saw Eren was at a party one his frat brothers had been throwing.

“Eren!” You called out once you saw the taller boy. However, his attention stayed on whoever he had been talking to. Maybe he hadn’t heard you? Pushing your way through the crowded room you came to stand in front of Eren.

“Hey!” You smiled, Eren gave you a tight lipped smile and a brief nod. “You ok?” you asked once you noticed his awkward demeanor. He gave a short nod before a slightly shorter man with red hair came up to the both of you.

“Jaeger! Oh shit who’s this?” The unnamed man asked.

Before you were able to introduce yourself, seeing as Eren wasn’t going to, a look of realization crossed over the man’s face.

“Holy shit!! You’re the one Eren banged right? Eren said you were wild… up for a little action?”

“What?” You’re attention snapped to Eren, who didn’t seem to have an ounce of remorse. “What are you talking about?”

“Are you dense?” The red head scoffed. You were taken aback by the boy’s rude demeanor.

You looked back at Eren expecting an explanation, to no avail. Eren looked at you with the same blank expression, offering a shrug of his shoulders.

“Eren what is he talking about?”

“We dared Eren to sleep with 2 people the same night beautiful. I guess this is a lesson in not trusting people, right?”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Two people the same night? Was Eren just scouting you out the whole time to use you?

“I guess you’re right. My mistake.” You shrugged, turning around making your way to leave.

The last time you saw Eren was across campus right before Christmas break. The snow had settled around campus and students were few to find now that everyone was going home. You had caught him staring at you, although neither one of you made any move to speak or acknowledge the other. He had boxes in his hands, presumably packing to leave to go back home for good. And honestly? You couldn’t be happier, you were ready to rid yourself of Eren Jaeger.

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