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erensangel444 · 1 year

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obsessing over eren again sorry

you were fumbling to get the key into the keyhole, eren laughing softly at your antics before you finally got it in. you twisted the key to the right, unlocking the door and pushing it open.

you walked through the living room, eren trailing behind you as you made your way into the bedroom, full on jumping and plopping onto the bed.

you felt eren’s hand brush against the top of your thigh, coming up to pull your skirt back down over your ass. he laughed softly at you lying on the bed, jumping up and plopping down beside you, the action making you giggle loudly.

you turned to look at him, finding eren’s eyes were already on you, a soft smile on his face. “had so much fun tonight, ren,” you were pretty sure you slurred that sentence, but you know eren didn’t mind.

“me too, angel,” he sat up now, scooting up to lean against the headboard. you couldn’t take your eyes off of him, he was just so pretty. his white collar tee was unbuttoned, and a few wisps of his brown hair were falling from the half-up, half-down hairstyle he head, framing his face.

“you’re so pretty, baby, you know that?” you said, coming up to perch yourself atop eren’s lap. eren smiled up at you, his eyes fluttering between your eyes and your lips. “n you’re so pretty did ya’know that?”

eren began to litter kisses all over you, starting at your neck, drifting to your collarbone, lingering at your shoulder, and slyly pushing the spaghetti strap of your dress down.

“so pretty could jus’ kiss all over you all day,” eren mumbled into your skin, pushing the other strap of your dress down. “could be my new job,” he laughed softly, looking up at you as he pulled your dress down over your breasts, your nipples going stiff at the rush of cold air and eren’s proximity.

“huh? what do you think pretty girl?” eren continued, his hands coming down to your backside, lifting you higher in his lap so that he could wrap his lips around your nipple with ease.

you were unable to form words, panting as you watched eren play with your breasts. he had always been infatuated with your tits, finding any moment to squeeze them, kiss at them. your favorite was when he would give them a quick squeeze in public, resulting in a slap on the hand and you chastising him.

“where’d you go, pretty girl?” eren pulled away from your nipple, pinching the other between his thumb and forefinger. he looked so pretty, his lips slick with spit giving them a slight shine under the dim light of your bedroom, his pupils dilated.

“get your tits played with n suddenly you can’t talk anymore, is that it?” eren was enjoying teasing you now. he always loved the fact that he could make you like this. and he wasn’t stupid enough to miss your not-so-subtle grinding against his thigh.

you shook your head at his statement, eren laughing softly, “oh so you can talk?” he teased, his hands groping at your breasts. “then you gotta tell me what you want, baby,”

you were whimpering now, and eren shifted you so you sat right over his cock. you continued to move your hips, the action making eren throw his head back with a low moan.

“w-want you,” you sighed softly. you knew your panties were drenched by now, and you couldn’t take anymore teasing. “need you inside please, ren’, need you.”

“all you had to say, angel,” eren said, flipping you over onto your back and peeling his shirt over his head.

you would never get tired of looking at eren. his toned abdomen, the way his v-line dipped into his hips. “you like what you see?” eren laughed softly, “sit up for me a lil’, baby.”

you did as told, lifting your butt off the bed ever-so-slightly so that eren could peel your dress of completely. above you, eren’s eyes trailed down your body, stopping at your soaked underwear.

“aw you’re drenched, pretty girl,” he said, thumbing at your clit through your underwear. “you need me to fill you up that bad?” eren asked, to which you nodded your head, practically delirious at this point.

“alright jus be patient for me, baby” eren said softly, standing up from the bed. coming down with his sweats was his boxers, revealing his leaking cock.

eren, still standing, grabbed your ankle, pulling you towards him at the edge of the bed. he was pressed right up against you now, his cock laying over your stomach.

eren loved to do this, to show you how deep he would go every time he was inside of you. to remind you that he was the only one who could hit all those spots.

eren wrapped a hand around the base of his cock, sliding his tip between your dripping slit. every so often, the tip of his cock would bump against your clit, causing you to jolt softly with a whimper, prompting a soft chuckle from eren.

his free hand came down to your hip, softly rubbing circles into your side, “you ready for me?” eren spoke, eyes set on yours.

“please, ren’,” you said, voice airy. eren just grinned before pushing his tip into your hole. he was met with slight resistance at first, but the second his tip pushed inside of you, the two of you were throwing your heads back and letting out simultaneous moans.

slowly, but surely, eren was pressing into you, inch by inch.

finally, he was pressed fully inside of you, and you could feel his cock twitch as you squeezed around him. “fuck,” eren sighed, nails digging into your hips now, “always milk my cock so good, baby.”

you were in heaven. just eren’s cock filling you up and stretching you out was enough to have you entering that hazy space. “need you t-to,” you were saying softly, eren slowly sliding in and out of you.

“huh? what d’ya need, angel?” eren spoke softly, voice slightly hoarse. “need you to pound me,” you said in a quick breath, hips grinding towards eren’s.

“pretty girl wants to be fucked like a slut,” eren grinned, “i should’ve known better than to try and take it slow, huh?”

“your wish is my command.” eren said before pulling out to the point where his cock was barely inside of you and then slamming back in.

you were in for a long night.

i am 5ever an eren girl n im not sorry

i decided to maybe split this into two parts depending on the feedback! so if you’d want to see a part two, let me know!! thank you so much for reading, and i hope you are good n happy n healthy and im sending you lots of love<33

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celesteleoves · 1 year

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“JEALOUS, JEALOUS GIRL.”

heavily inspired by lana’s song jealous girl that i NEED on spotify.

eren jaeger x fem!reader

warnings: jealous reader, mentions of hurting someone (not literally!!?!?!!!), swearing (from reader lmfao, you’re angry)

summary: in which, you get very jealous over a girl being too friendly with your boyfriend.

“you’re so hilarious! how are you still single, eren!” you felt your eyes twitch at the female cashiers words.

“huh? i’m no-” eren tried to protest against her words but was cut off by her rambling about herself and him.

she was clawing at your boyfriend as he tried to order your food. you sat at a table near by, practically starting a fire from the anger and jealous that was emitting your body.

your boyfriend was not giving her the time of day and was actually being very blunt with her, making it obvious he was not interested and just wanted his food. still, apparently this oblivious cashier didn’t know what no meant and even followed him as he moved to stand at the other side of the counter waiting for your food to be finished.

never would you imagine you would want to smash a persons face into the ground to the point they had no jaw, besides this girl. did she not notice how standoffish your boyfriend was being?

it was no doubt eren is a very fine man but come on, he hadn’t given her a slightest bit of attention and everytime eren looks back at you, you’re either starting at your hands or glaring at the girl infront of him. he was practically pleading for help everytime she said something outlandish.

he desperately tried to tell her he had a girlfriend, even tried to show her photos of you multiple times and tell her you were sitting down at a table nearby! he could barely get his words out as she interrupted his words with a desperate attempt at making him fall for her, batting her extremely thick eyelash extensions that did NOT suit her face.

you almost pushed yourself out of your seat and went over to her to rip her eyelashes off but calmed yourself down and told yourself that she would back off once she saw you. you were painfully wrong as eren had gotten the food, apologizing profusely while you told him it was alright and it was the cashiers fault, not his.

you two had finished eating your food peacefully and went to leave the restaurant. as you and eren interlocked hands you felt yourself getting pulled back as eren was tugged by his hoodie sleeve quite aggressively.

“c-can i have your number?” the cashier from earlier had dared to walk up to eren even after seeing him with you?

“no fucking way.” you hissed quietly as she pouted up at erens tall figure. god she got on your nerves and you don’t even know her (besides that she’s a total brat and goes for men with girlfriends).

“n-” eren went to speak but this time you cut him off.

“he’s fucking taken, if you couldn’t tell.” you moved infront of eren, pushing her hand off of his sleeve with a scowl.

“are you that blind that you couldn’t see me holding his hand? maybe it’s those big ass eyelashes you have on your eyes, how can you even see?” she was absolutely baffled at your words and backed away quickly as her cheeks embarrassingly flushed while she looked irritated with your attitude that was very much needed in this situation.

she turned on her heal with a small whine and scattered back behind the cash register.

you grabbed eren by the arm and pulled him out of the restaurant quickly, beginning your walk to your car as you felt his stare on you.

you turned to look at him and saw a small, loving grin on his face.

“what?” you frowned as the self doubt thoughts finally hit your mind from the events that occurred only minutes ago.

“nothing, just love you s’much.” eren leaned down, grabbing your waist as he pulled you in for a kiss, mumbling about how much he loves you and loves only you. nothing could change his adoration for you.

in erens eyes, you were his hero and the spitting image of everything he’s ever wanted. he wouldn’t change the relationship he has with you for anything.

a/n: HEYY! im just posting this really awful draft i wrote for eren while i make little oneshots for a few other of my favourite characters!! this is quite bad so ignore the lack of effort i put into it please!!

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missmeinyourbones · 2 years

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𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐑 | (eren jaeger x reader)

“come here, hold my hand.” “you’re washing the dishes.” “..i can do both…” from this list of prompts | cw: slightly suggestive | wc: 0.8k

Your boyfriend is clingy. It’s something you’ve learned the hard way.

Lots of misunderstandings and awkward situations and eventual confessions have allowed you to come to the stark conclusion that Eren wants to be around you—all of the time.

You don’t mind it, truly, you enjoy having his presence always around you. A quiet and comfortable love always lingering between the floorboards, sometimes paired with fleeting touches or silly commands.

It’s his love language. Quality time—that, and being an idiot.

“C’mere,” he casually summons your presence from the kitchen.

You wordlessly obey his command, making your way over to lean against the counter, silently admiring his busy state. He washes a plate with a sudsy sponge in hand, hair pulled away from his face, save for a few stray hairs decorating his forehead.

“Come here,” Eren repeats, clarifying with a bit of a whine.

“I am here,” you emphasize with a slight tap of your foot.

He rolls his eyes, as if you're not understanding him, as if the words he’s speaking needed to be translated in order for you to truly wrap your thoughts around what they mean—what he wants.

“Closer,” he insists, tone now slightly grumpy as he nods his head towards where he stands. “Hold my hand,” he borderline demands.

It’s meant to be threatening, and if it were based on his tone alone—it might be. But the words he says are ones of need and desperation, so they juxtapose his intimidating tactic.

Your brow furrows with confusion as you slowly take in the scene before you, thinking for a moment before stating the obvious.

“You’re washing the dishes...”

“...I can do both.”

With a scoff, you roll your eyes at him. Assuming he’s joking, you manage to bite back a snide comment about him finishing the chore.

However, Eren’s deadpan expression fails to falter as he stands still before you, hand outstretched for you to grab for the taking.

With a glance of suspicion, you skeptically obey him. He naturally accepts the offer, as if your hand were as big of a necessity for washing dishes as a sponge or drying towel. Intertwining his fingers with yours and returning his attention to the dirty dishes littering the kitchen, Eren returns to work.

You watch him struggle as he tries (and fails) to both hold and scrub a plate with just one hand—the other one extremely busy as it holds yours off to the side of the sink. Eren shakily attempts to keep the plate steady in his hold, but he loses his slippery grip on it as you hear it clank around the sink with a bang.

He avoids your gaze as he picks up the plate once more, knowing all to well that you wear a look of smug affirmation—one practically itching to tell him I told you so.

“What happened to doing both, huh?”

He huffs, voice quiet and eyebrows furrowed as he concentrates on the impossible task, “S’harder than it looks, alright?”

You let out a knowing, yet unconvincing mhm and he gives in, turning to look at you. Your face is flushed as you bite the inside of your lip, stifling a laugh at his childish stubbornness.

Eren scoffs before putting the dish down in the sink. “I’d like to see you try and do it,” he challenges, but doesn’t remove his hand from yours.

Your smile meets your eyes as you honestly shrug, “I couldn’t.”

Eren squints his eyes at you, surprised with your rather easy defeat—though your free hand cupping his jaw as you place a trail of openmouthed kisses up his neck relaxes the wrinkles adorning his forehead.

“Because if I wanted to hold your hand,” you rasp onto the skin of his adam’s apple, hand still interlocked with his as you gently suck a blushing mark onto his skin, “I’d just do it. The dishes could wait.”

Now riled up from your teasing touches, Eren releases a bit of a groan as he closes his eyes and lets your teeth graze the sensitive flesh of his neck. He relaxes into your caress, relishing in the feeling of your lips climbing higher and higher and higher until—

His neck and hand suddenly feel cold and barren as you separate yourself from him with a smirk, lips swollen as you nonchalantly attempt to make your way out of the kitchen.

Needless to say, you don’t make it very far.

Eren’s calloused palm is quick to wrap around your wrist and pull you back towards his warmth. Assuming he wants you to prove him wrong, you expect him to put you to work washing the dishes yourself.

But again, you’re assumptions of him are wrong—within the blink of an eye, he has you hoisted up on the counter and molding like putty in his hands.

His lips are on yours in a matter of mere seconds. He wastes no time, automatically caressing your jaw and beckoning your mouth open for his tongue to slip inside. The kiss is heated and the air between the two of you is thick, the lewd sounds of his tongue down your throat and your spit being swapped are the only things heard echoing throughout your kitchen.

Shocked with his sudden change in demeanor, you finally manage to pull away from him to catch your breath. With your head titled up towards the ceiling, you gasp for a few shaky inhales as you grasp onto the cold counter.

Though his kisses can no longer reach your mouth, Eren shows no sign of slowing—he hungrily moves down your neck, sucking and biting and licking on any area of skin he can reach. He’s everywhere all at once. Too quick, too much, all so suddenly that he has your head spinning in every direction.

“Eren,” you shakily gasp, thighs pressed against the cool marble of the kitchen counter, “The dishes.”

His chuckle sends vibrations straight to your core.

“You said it yourself, baby,” he practically growls against your jaw, tongue tracing your pulse point, “The dishes can wait.”

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kentosbabes · 1 year

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Collage football player Eren part 2

Eren who takes photos of you every chance he gets, whether it would be you curled up in his arms while you watch a movie in his dorm or you sitting opposite him at an expensive restaurant all dolled up all for him. All his socials are filled with pictures of you and him with captions like 'My beautiful girl', and 'I'm the luckiest man in the world'. One of his favorite photos is of you in his football jersey after one of his games as he holds you at your waist with your arms hanging around his neck on your tip toes as you reach up and kiss him. The photo has him blushing every time he looks at it, gushing in awe at you.

Eren who loves how well you treat him after a tough game. You pull out all of the stops from running a bath to cooking his favorite foods. He secretly loves when you take care of him so he overexaggerates the pain in his shoulders or legs just so you join him in the bath and massage soap into his skin. Then letting you baby him, as you sit in his lap feeding him the pasta you cooked for him.

Eren who takes you to all the game after parties. Sitting on your bed as you do your hair and makeup so he can admire you. He can barely keep it together the whole journey and ends up giving in and having a steamy make-out session before you've even stepped inside the building.

Eren who can often be possessive over you but he also loves how other people gawk at you but the protective hand around your waist and the hickey on your neck acting as clarification that you're his. As you walk down the hallways he always makes sure to praise you saying 'your such a good girl' and 'You look so good today ma' I'm going to treat you soo good later' getting you all riled up before your next class. and he loves it seeing you get all shy and red at his words.

Eren who still sits and stares at you in math class often placing his head on your shoulder and groaning at the math problem messing with his mind. You giggle at his struggles and attempt to teach him how to get the answer but he can only stare at you producing the off 'mhm' and 'yeah' to indicate he was interested in the math when he's only ever been interested in you.

Part 1 here

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ackermancurse · 5 months

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58 with Levi Ackerman for the prompt list please hehe :)

Modern Levi x Reader

Levi is your plus one to a wedding you were invited to in your family. Levi has always been your best friend so you asked him to go with you because you didn’t want to show up without a plus one.

“Pleaseeee Levi. My cousin is getting married and I’m tired of showing up to weddings without a plus one. It’ll shove it in my aunt’s face. I’m tired of hearing her snarky remarks of me still being single,” you plead to your best friend that sits on your couch in your apartment.

Levi sits with his right ankle resting on his left knee and leans his head back against the wall behind him, “Don’t make me regret it.”

Your face lights up, “Thank you thank you Levi. So I was thinking you can wear that black suit with the baby blue button up because it really brings out your eyes and-“

Levi puts up his right index finger and points at you, “Just promise me you won’t make me dance.” His grayish-blue eyes pierce into yours.

You pout, “But-“

“No but’s. I’m sorry but you know I don’t dance. When have you ever seen me dance in the 6 years you’ve known me,” he explains with a quirked brow.

You huff, “Fine I promise.”

Levi puts out his right pinky finger, “Swear on it.”

The one time he picks up a trait of yours it’s of course the trait you practice most. You always make Levi pinky swear and he hates doing it, but knows it means a lot to you. You put out your left pinky finger, “I swear.”

You place your earrings in and look at the time on your phone. Levi still hasn’t shown up and you have to leave in 5 minutes. You dial his number but it goes straight to voicemail, “Levi where the hell are you? Call me when you get this.”

There was a knock at your front door. You rush over and open it to see your best friend.

“Sorry I had to pick up my suit from the cleaners,” he mumbles with the suit still on its hanger.

You roll your eyes, “Well can we hurry this up please I wanna be there as soon as possible to rub it in my aunt’s face that I have a plus one finally.”

Levi enters your bathroom and shuts the door behind him while you sit on the couch. 2 minutes later he comes out in his freshly pressed suit. His dark locks framing his face perfectly.

“Can you just help me with my watch,” he asks, holding his expensive dark chocolate brown leather watch with a navy blue face and gold accents.

You stand up and grab his wrist gently, fastening the loose watch tightly together, “There, all done.” You glance up at Levi and find him already looking at you.

“You look good,” he replies in his deep and sultry voice. He looks down at you with a small smirk.

You clear your throat and step away from him, “Thanks Levi. Don’t look too bad yourself. Let’s go, yeah?”

He nods and makes his way towards the front door, opening it for you.

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You arrive at the wedding venue with Levi and he puts his arm out for you to lock your arm with him, “God I can’t wait to see the look on my aunt’s face.”

Levi chuckles slightly which makes me smile and look up at him, “Glad I could help. But remember our deal, no dancing.”

You sigh, hoping he had forgotten about the stupid deal, “Yes I know.”

As you walk up the steps to the building your Aunt Alice steps out and locks eyes with you, “Well what do we have here? Did you finally take my advice and stop acting like a child and get yourself a-“ she glances at Levi and looks him up and down, “nice piece of man.”

You had to admit Levi always did clean up well. The way the baby blue shirt brings out his piercing eyes and his dark features accentuate his facial features like his chiseled jaw.

“Levi Ackerman ma’am. Your niece has told me so much about you,” he extends his hand and she accepts it.

“Only good things I’m hoping,” she smiles.

He looks at you from the corner of his eye with a small smirk, “Of course.”

Aunt Alice’s face turns flush and she looks you in the eye, “You better not do anything to lose this man, dear, or I’ll have to set him on a date with your cousin Rachel. She’d really love him,” she replies and winks at Levi. “It was nice meeting you Levi, I hope to see you more later.” Aunt Alice walks away to continue with her bride of the mother duties.

Your smile fades, “Ugh I can’t stand her.

Levi unlocks his arm from yours and grabs your hand, “Hey, don’t bother with her. I can tell she just wants to get a reaction out of you.”

You look down at your hand in his. Levi has held your hand before, but this felt different. You look up to him and his eyes soon look up into yours.

Levi clears his throat and let’s go of your hand, “So should we find a spot inside?”

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The reception has gone on for a couple hours. You and Levi have been talking to all your family members who can’t help but gush over your “boyfriend.” Many of them commented on his cold and stoic impression and that he seems straight out of a romance novel.

You watch as other people dance with their dates and can’t help but feel a bit sad. You wish Levi wanted to dance.

“Uh oh trouble in paradise already? I told you Levi she’s a tough one,” Aunt Alice appears and sits down at your table next to Levi and gives you a tight-lipped grin.

Levi looks at you and back to your aunt, “Oh no. We’re just enjoying each other’s company here and talking to people who come by.”

Your aunt shoots you a glare, “I’m sure you’re just dying to dance and because she’s upset she’s not the one getting married so she just wants to sit and sulk. I’m so sorry Levi.”

You feel that familiar tightness form in your throat and feel tears sting the corners of your eyes. You look up at Levi and when he sees your expression he sends your aunt a look like he wants to strangle her. Of course, she doesn’t know this expression like you do.

“Actually I was just about to ask her to dance,” Levi retorts and stands up unbuttoning his suit jacket.

You quickly look up to him wide eyed, “Levi you don’t-“

Levi gives you a look, “C’mon dance with me.” His hand extends out to you.

You look at it for a moment and look back up to him. He gives you a nod of reassurance. You grab his hand and stand up.

Levi begins walking towards the dance floor with you when he stops and turns around, “And excuse me Alice. Your niece is a very beautiful young lady and I’m lucky to even be in her presence tonight. I don’t appreciate the way you speak so poorly of her so please stop being the bitter and jealous Aunt that you are.”

Aunt Alice placed a hand on her chest and was struggling to find the words she wanted to say.

You try to stifle a chuckle and cover your mouth. You can’t believe he said that to your aunt.

Levi takes your hand once more and you join together on the dance floor in time for a slow dance.

“Levi you really didn’t have to do any of that. Especially coming out to the dance floor. We had a deal,” you explain your arms around his neck.

Levi shrugs, “If it means I get to see that look on your aunt’s face, I’d do it again.”

You smile, “Thank you.”

“Don’t say I don’t do anything for you. You’re a special girl, so I’ll always make an exception,” Levi replies and locks eyes with you.

You can’t help, but blush, “So I’m a beautiful young lady huh?”

Levi’s eyes widen and you swear you see his cheeks get pink, “Was hoping you didn’t catch that. But yes, yes you are.”

You smile and rest your head on his chest, hearing the sound of his heartbeat ever so slightly.

You continue to sway to the music silently with Levi.

“Levi…” You break the silence between the two of you.

“Yes?” Levi asks with small confusion in his voice.

“What are we?” You ask. Recently, Levi and you have gotten really close. Closer than normal, but it’s a good close. You guys are always with each other, and if you’re not then you’re on the phone. You look forward to seeing him and feel butterflies in your stomach when you see him. You always thought Levi was attractive but you have always been best friends. Now it’s different.

Levi gulps, “I don’t know, honestly. I know we’ve always been best friends but I don’t know about you, but I feel like there’s something different.”

You pull away from his chest and look at him. Yes, something is different. “I think we might be stepping into more than best friends territory, Levi.”

Levi chuckles and you see that grin of his, “Yeah I think so too.”

You stare into each other's eyes for a while feeling the tension grow between the two of you.

“Can I kiss you,” Levi blurts out and breaks the tension.

Your heart skips a beat. You nod, “Yes, you can.”

Levi bends down to reach your lips. When your lips connect there’s an explosion like nothing would ever be able to explain. It feels natural. It feels right. It feels perfect.

You pull away first and the song ends. Your foreheads touching, “Wow,” you whisper.

“I think wow is an understatement,” Levi responds with a small laugh.

Levi guides you away from the dancefloor and holds your hand. You glance down and smile. You look up to him once more and he gives you a small smirk.

Maybe this is the one time that it’s okay to break a pinky promise.

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dollysilena · 1 year

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brother’s best friend!eren x kirstein!reader

warnings/notes: college au, suggestive themes but nothing explicit (maybe will be if i make this into a series), eren is a huge flirt and ur shy, unedited ngl bc i wrote this on my phone in bed half asleep, 1k

(18+) MINORS/BLANK/AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT.

brother’s best friend!eren who first hears about you from jean, your older brother by two years. he overhears jean talking with you over facetime as he congratulates you on committing to their same university.

brother’s best friend!eren who raises an eyebrow at jean because he’s barely mentioned you before besides in passing. infact, he realizes he doesn’t even know what you look like besides for the few childhood photos jean keeps above his desk, which aren’t very telling as of present. he barely catches a glimpse of you on jean’s phone beside him, but from what he could see, you were much cuter than your irritating brother. (yet, he still hangs out with him everyday.)

brother’s best friend!eren who asks jean when the call ends why he’s never met you. he recalls how you’ve barely ever come up to visit besides the occasional trip with your parents. a few times, their friends had even extended invitations out for you to come join them to hang out whenever jean mentions you’re in town, but jean had always adamantly refused on your behalf. jean scoffs and says something along the lines of, “he’d rather die than let his scumbags friends be around his baby sister, especially you, yeager.”

brother’s best friend!eren who finds it amusing how overprotective jean is over you and it makes him all the more interested. you can’t help but pique his curiosity.

brother’s best friend!eren who eventually forgets about jean’s mysterious little sister until a few months pass and the following school year rolls around. jean begrudgingly asks their friend group if they would be willing to help you move into your dorm since your parents couldn’t make it last second and you would need the extra hands. connie and armin, always so friendly, agree. eren, who of course is as chivalrous as the others, or so he claims, couldn’t help but feel the same interest take over from months before. he agrees as well.

brother’s best friend!eren who has to listen to jean give the stereotypical big brother speech during the drive to meet you at your dorm. he rambles on about how you’re “absolutely off limits” and “you’re dead meat if you even think about laying a finger on her!” he can’t help but notice jean glaring at him in particular through the rear-view mirror.

brother’s best friend!eren who first meets you on move-in day outside your dorm next to a moving truck, with a massive moving box blocking your elusive face. you stammer out a quick greeting to everyone, eren barely hearing your sheepish voice from behind the cardboard. it was apparent you were struggling with the box in your hands. he chuckles and tells you to hand it over, that’s what he was there to do after all. you graciously pass it to him, and he finally gets to see the girl he’s been so curious of for the past few months.

brother’s best friend!eren who immediately thinks you’re a pretty little thing, and can’t help but be smitten with your bashful eyes and smile. your hands nervously toy with the hem of your dress, and he can’t help but take note of the blush barely dusting your cheeks. jean, ever so observant, barks at eren to get moving. “these boxes aren’t gonna move themselves!” he claims, but eren knows it’s a ploy to get him away from his beloved little sister.

brother’s best friend!eren who notices you trailing after him and the boys as they take your belongings from the car up to your room.

“something the matter?” armin asks looking up at you, hoisting up a box from the trunk. you stand sheepishly off to the side, seeming like you were waiting to ask something.

“is there anything i can do?” you question with a frown. “i can’t let you guys do all the work.”

“‘course you can!” connie chuckles, going to ruffle your hair. “what’s the point of having five guys here if not to do the grunt work?”

“don’t worry your pretty little head ‘bout it,” eren comments, and you immediately clam up and he smirks at your fluster.

“paws off you three!” jean shouts. he’s practically smoking from the ears.

brother’s best friend!eren who can’t wait to talk to you again, so when jean and the others aren’t paying attention, he sneaks up to your room where you were waiting. you were already unpacking all your things, and he takes note of the adorable knickknacks already strewn over your desk, colorful stationery, and even the few stuffed animals adorning your now-made pink bed. you were perched on your tippy toes, trying to place a hello kitty plush ontop a shelf too high for you to reach. he tries to ignore the way the skirt of your dress barely skims the edge of your underwear. (pink, he thinks.) he immediately goes over, and grabs your waist so you don’t stumble and grabs the plushie out of your hand.

“here, let me do it,” he states simply, setting it ontop the shelf. he doesn’t bother to remove his hand from your waist.

brother’s best friend!eren who doesn’t even have to look down at your much smaller frame to know he’s got you flustered again. admittedly, he finds it cute how quickly you get nervous around him. it makes him wonder how fast he can make you melt. (little does he know, you’re already putty in his hands.)

brother’s best friend!eren who immediately grabs one of your colorful gel pens off your desk and a sticky note and scribbles something down. you look at him through fluttering eyelashes with a confused expression.

“you call me when you need help with stuff like this, yeah?” he offers, slipping the sticky note in your hand. it wasn’t until you look at it that you realize it’s his number.

“stuff like what?” you question as you look up at him, and he can’t help but notice small cheerful smile threatening to break on your glossy lips.

“whatever you want, pretty girl.”

brother’s best friend!eren who walks out of your room with an undeniable smirk, leaving you dumfounded, and with a new contact for your phone.

do we want this as like a blurb series?? lmk, and feel free to shoot ideas/thoughtz in my inbox hehe

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chrollohearttags · 9 months

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the type of man that grabs you gently by the back of your neck, snatches your head around and spits in your mouth mid argument before giving you the sloppiest, nastiest kisses. 😵‍💫😵‍💫

#this is very much kenny coded #and eren coded #yes this was inspired by a video I saw #and it’s had me fucked up for two days #smut blurb #eren jaeger #kenny ackerman #aot #aot smut #I’d be on my best behavior #lord when imma get a man like this #cw spit

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stoned-eren · 7 months

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unfortunately coming to the conclusion that eren would be a very bad texter.

it's not that he wants to be - he just ends up forgetting to text back, very often.

he's notorious for typing his messages out, but ultimately forgetting to hit send. when he finally sees you, asking you why you didn't respond to his text, you tell him you didn't get a text; what was he talking about? to which he pulls out his phone.

"look," he says, turning his screen to face you.

it's his message of 'lets get food' scrawled out in the text field, not sent, again. he tilts his phone back at himself.

"oh."

on top of that, since he never sends the texts, it always shows him typing. when you first got together, you would sit around, anxiously awaiting what you thought would be a paragraph of a text, only to get nothing for hours on end. the little chat bubble is constantly popped up on the text screen between you and him.

also- you could text him a giant paragraph, telling him all about your day or the way he makes you feel, and he'll just like it. or send a thumbs up.

you'll send him a text along the lines of:

"hi my love, i hope you're doing well :) there was a really nice view when i went on a hike today, it made me think of you. i'd be willing to go again, if you want to come with me. i just wish i could be with you right now <3"

and hours later, he'll just say:

"cool"

but undoubtedly, eren is still very sweet.

when you're in the comfort of his arms, he'll plant soft kisses on your forehead. doting turquoise eyes gaze at you as a shy smile spreads across his face. tightening his grip around you, he gives you a tender kiss on your cheek, his warm embrace making you blush.

"you know i love you, don't you?" he breathes.

the way his words are so gentle and kind to you in person, makes you forgive him, just a little bit, for the way he texts.

#writing.exe #a little blurb #late night eren thoughts #ik its not late rn but i havent slept in over 24 hours ok-#eren #eren jeager #eren yeager #eren jager #eren x you #eren x y/n #eren x yn #eren x reader #eren x reader fluff #aot #attack on titan #snk #shingeki no kyojin #aot fluff #snk fluff

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levisjinchuriki · 5 months

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insatiable ch 7 teaser!!!

“let me make it up to you”, he says as he pulls away to look at you. he sits with his knees between your thighs, waiting eagerly for your response. his eyes are filled with lust, lips red and swollen from your heated kiss. he looks so pretty with his hair disheveled from your fingers running through his locs. armin’s hands slowly travel up your thighs until his fingers play with the waist band of your sleep shorts. “just tell me if you want to stop and i will, okay?”, he assures you. you nod as if you haven’t been dreaming about this moment for weeks. armin hooks his fingers over the top of your panties, bringing both the fabric and your shorts down slowly. he maintains eye contact with you to confirm you’re okay with his actions.

once he places them on the floor, armin allows himself to look between your thighs. he can see you’re already soaked from his previous actions. “oh-“, he says in surprise. armin doesn’t think he’s seen anything so pretty in his whole life. his thumbs rub the inside of your thighs, unintentionally teasing as he watches you drip from your opening down to his bed sheets. you shift under his intense gaze.

“armin, please”, you whine, impatiently.

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next chapter will be posted soon hehe!!!

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stopisa · 2 years

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can’t stop thinking about eren having the bitchiest attitude when he’s out in public but the complete opposite when in private. like when you two hang out with friends he’ll just have a sour face, barely speaking except for when you say something, you can see his expression soften a bit. always with an arm around your shoulder or a hand on your thigh to show the smallest bit of affection. however, when you two get home this man is a puppy, so needy for all of your attention. “baby pleeeease come sit with me” “i’m gonna start crying if you don’t come take a shower with me” “why won’t you let me help make dinner, i promise the food won’t catch on fire this time” he’ll whine until you break, eren just wants to be around you 24/7.

#☆.blurb #this is loosely based on my irl bf #fluff #aot #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #snk #eren jaeger #aot x reader #attack on titan x reader #eren x reader #eren yaeger x reader #eren yaeger #sfw #reader insert #x reader #self insert

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apollostears · 6 months

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 ！︎ʽ︎ 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢

‥︎ uhh idk what to call this. a blurb ? KEEP READING !

‥︎‥︎‥︎ ANGST

“i’ll change” he always said. in the beginning the words sounded promising—︎legit. now, as she catches him in yet another lie, “i’ll change” wretches itself from his chapped lips. the words fall with a loud thud on the cool tile beneath them. the weight of the untold lie weighing it down. she hears it. the same way you can hear when a bowling ball drops on a hard ground. he hears it too. but its a different sound. its the sound of something expensive begin bulldozed to the ground, shattered into unsalvageable pieces. it was the sound of her heart breaking, because she knew what he meant. “i’ll change, but not for you.”

…︎…︎…︎ ❛︎ toji, hawks, sanemi, suna, renji, ichigo, trevor belmont, eren + whoever else ❜︎

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celesteleoves · 1 year

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“NO, I SAID, WHAT KIND OF BIRD ARE YOU?”

eren yeager x fem! reader

summary: y/n has constantly been in the shadow of her best friend, but at a party she is finally noticed.

warnings: mentions of anxiety,, insecurities, fighting (with family, etc! brief mentions)

a/n: this is heavily inspired by a scene in moonrise kingdom! enjoy

you have been leaning on a wall for thirty minutes listening to hitch chatting off your friend groups ears about her new Dior items that her mom bought for her, turning to you every now and then, comparing your outfits and your flaws as you awkwardly laughed and shrugged it off.

hitch has always tried to make you reside in her shadow. she was the definition of a mean, spoiled, popular girl and her nickname was, “bitch” which in your opinion, was hilarious and suited her quite well. it was a common joke throughout your friend group.

hitch met you in your freshman year. she was a complete loner and so were you but not as bad as she was, she knew nobody. she began to get noticed by a few boys in her junior year, mostly the football team and others. she changed. a lot. now, in your sophomore year, she is still stuck up and is trying to put you in her shadow.

it was hard leaving her and staying away from her toxic holds when she had seen you hysterically crying because of a panic attack or your insecurities, with no makeup, after a fight with family or school/boy problems. she could guilt trip and manipulate you any day of the week with how vulnerable you had been around her. she single-handedly knew how to make your days worse.

although, the one thing that made your days better was a boy that you met in your english class, eren yeager. he never seemed to notice you, of course he didn’t. it was hard to when you had a obnoxious dirty blonde covering you every second of the day.

“y/n! y/n!” hitch called, “fetch me a drink, pretty please!?” she mocked a kind voice as historia and ymir stood by her side with an eye roll, not many people liked hitch being here at this party that historia hosted, never once inviting her but instead inviting you. the people who hated hitch were the people you got along with best: sasha, connie, mikasa, armin, jean, and others.

you sighed, faking a smile and grabbing the red solo cup out of hitchs hands with anger as you trudge into the direction of the kitchen. you filled hitch’s cup with some sketchy beer that she seemed to like as you were about to turn around, you felt arms wrap around you.

“(nickname)! i missed you so so much!” sasha smiled as you turned around fully, grinning at your best friends.

“sasha pushed me out of jean’s car today. LITERALLY.” connie fake cried and you felt your smile become drop and then become bigger than it already was, if that was even possible. there was never a dull moment with these two.

“it was for a reason and the car was barely moving! he said niccolo looked like a ken doll which is insanely backhanded because NOBODY can compare to him.”

sasha practically growled at connie’s face after she spoke, smacking him in the head as he yelped and whined with protest about how long it took him to fix his short stubby hair.

“well niccolo kind of does look like a ken doll… only a little bit!” you said quickly as sasha glowered at you.

“HE DOES NOT LOOK LIK-” she was cut off by hitch, who was barging through sasha and connie and wrapping her arm around your shoulder aggressively as if telling you to stay still.

she smiled like a cheshire cat at the two. “con, sash! it’s so good to see you.”

the two exchanged glances towards hitch and you with tight lipped smiles and nods.

“look at me and y/n being so cute! twinsies am i right?” she gestured to your outfits that were in fact, barely matching besides the red, long sleeve v neck top you wore, she wore the same one but in a light pink after swearing she wouldn’t get that top because she said it looked better on you than her. liar.

connie had tears in his eyes as sasha gripped his arm, air puffing at her cheeks as she tried to stop herself from laughing at your horrified face at hitch’s “twinsies” comment.

“yeahh… twinnem!” connie said while letting out small coughs from his laughter while he cringed at his own words as hitch smiled cluelessly and looked behind them.

jean, reiner, bertholdt, and annie had accompanied mikasa and armin who were standing beside eren yeager who had a stoic look on his face as he scanned his surroundings. his eyes slightly softened when he looked at you, at least you’d liked to imagine they did.

you began to get nervous as you still held hitch’s cup, which she snatched immediately and straightened her posture once eren’s eyes landed on both of you.

his head was slightly tilted as he asked, “what’s your name?” with a slight smile to his voice. the question looked to be directed to hitch but it truly wasn’t.

“im hitch! you’re eren-” she scrambled but was quickly cut off by his harsh stare.

“no, i said, what’s your name?” he looked directly at you, who had your head down.

you lifted your head quickly as the attention was on you.

you panicked and mumbled out words. nobody ever noticed you or tried to be near you. “oh! i’m y/n.” you nervously said as you watched his eyes scan your face and body with a small smile that you could barely see with the dim, disco party lights illuminating the room.

hitch was practically having a hissy fit beside you as she looked between the two of you with anger that the attention was not on her for once. she stormed away to go torture somebody else.

for a second, it felt like the world had stopped and it was just you and eren looking at each other as the night ended with connie and sasha making jokes, brightening the group. and you, with a new friend (wink wink) and the lose of a toxic one.

a/n: (edit) HEYYYY YALL! i kind of butchered hitch in this one, i’m sorry, i love her but i genuinely just didn’t know who to make toxic! i ended this on a bad note as this was a draft. ENJOY?!? I ALSO DO NOT KNOW IF SOMEONE ELSE HAS DONE THIS??? pls lmk babes.

A/N EDIT: IM LITERALLY SCREAMINGGGG! my first ever little imagine is at 300 likes 🥹 i love you guys sm, expect more to come from mha to aot!

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missmeinyourbones · 2 years

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omg can you do the "miss americana and the heartbreak prince" prompt with eren!!!! the "play stupid games, win stupid prizes" one???? 😭😭

18. YOU PLAY STUPID GAMES, YOU WIN STUPID PRIZES (eren jaeger x reader)

for L’s lover event! based on these prompts

Eren swears that he’s never lost a bet in his life—you, however, would wholeheartedly disagree.

He tends to blur the lines of winning and losing, leaving them a grey area to be explored and analyzed. Sure, he proved Jean wrong when he was able to jump down from the roof of his friend’s summer house and successfully land in the refreshing pool down below, but he also managed to sprain his ankle with the force of the landing. He counts that as a win—you on the other hand, do not.

“You’re so stupid,” you scold as you return from the kitchen, bag of frozen carrots in hand meant to serve as an impromptu ice pack.

Eren has the audacity to look confused as he retaliates, “What d’you mean?”

“You hurt yourself over a stupid argument,” you angrily gesture to the elevated ankle resting on top of a pillow, propped up on the coffee table, “That makes you stupid.”

Flabbergasted and defensive, Eren states what he believes to be his winning argument, “But babe, I won.”

The scene before you would be funny if you were a bystander watching from afar—Eren, slumped on your couch as he proudly beams with his declaration, as if his sprained ankle could be seen as a trophy of his victory. You, standing across from him, arms folded and expression distraught as you try to get him to soak in the severity of the situation.

“And what exactly did you ‘win’?” you press, air quotations using the word loosely in hopes that he’ll gather how idiotic he sounds.

He doesn’t.

“Bragging rights,” he smugly responds, a smirk adorning his face and you hate that you can’t decide if you want to smack or kiss it off. Your eyebrows raise, waiting for him to continue as he sighs and waves his hand, “...And a twisted ankle.”

“Yeah,” you huff as you sit down next to his foot and firmly press the plastic bag against his bruising ankle, scoffing as he winces as the slight pressure, “You play stupid games, you win stupid prizes.”

He’s quiet for a moment, watching you tend to his wound with a grimace decorating your pretty face. He watches you rotate the ice-cold package around his bone every few moments, making sure that the totality of his injury gets treated fairly. Even annoyed and angry with him, you're still so gentle—still so observant of his needs.

After a few minutes of silence (minus the rustling of the frozen vegetables), Eren chimes from where he sits on the couch, “I won you, though.”

Looking up from where you work, your eyes meet his with a deadpan expression.

He smirks once more, tongue in cheek as he goes on, “That wasn’t a stupid game.”

Another scoff leaves your lips, rolling your eyes at his attempt to charm you—you curse the part of your brain that whispers, it’s working.

“And I’m no stupid prize, right?” you softly bite back, eyeing your lover in all of his childish and ill-advised glory.

By the way Eren chooses to simply shrug his shoulders and bite the inside of his bottom lip, you know that whatever response dancing on the tip of his tongue is that’s one up to no good.

He tilts his head slightly before dismissing, “Depends on what day you’re askin’ me.”

With a light slap to his forearm, you stand up and begin to walk back towards the kitchen. Cocky bastard.

“I’m kidding—baby, I’m joking!” he promises through laughter, extending his arms to mock grab you, though he can’t actually stand and make the move.

You turn around glaring at him as you walk to where he sits.

“Like I said,” you lean over him to flick his forehead, proving your point, “Stupid.”

After closing his eyes and bracing himself for the impact, Eren takes your flick and grabs your hand before you can fully sit back down. He intertwines his fingers with yours and places a tiny kiss to your wrist.

“Stupid and yours,” he insists with a boyish grin, far too bubbly for someone with a sprained ankle who’ll be bedridden for the next week, minimum. He smiles softly at the unimpressed mhm that vibrates from your throat.

“Stupid and mine,” you reaffirm, pressing down on a particularly tender spot on his ankle, laughing as he winces, “Lucky me.”

NOTE: this is my last piece / the official ending of L’s LOVER event! thank u so much to anyone who requested, read, and followed along! another big big big thank u for 2k, i love u all a lot and ur kind words and comments make me a lot happier than you realize <3

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f4irycafe · 2 years

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Eren desperate with the idea of giving you his baby. You first noticed after you were done having sex. He had finished inside of you and usually he’d pop down beside you and pamper you with kisses and then clean you up but this time? He was just staring at your vagina. ”Ere-“, you try but he quickly hushes you.

“Hm? Let’s just fix this” as he fingers back in the sperm that was dripping out of your cunt. He wouldn’t want anything to go to waste. You squeak so he just tells you it’s gonna be okay while he pats your hair and kisses your forehead

y'all nasty ... i love it. requests are open for thirsts !!

eren knew exactly how to fuck the soul right out of your body, and tonight was no different. you had just finished your third round, and you were pretty sure you wouldn't have been able to move even if you wanted to. your mind was foggy with lust, your hands still grasping at the pillows as you tried to ground yourself in this reality.

the silence and lack of touch began to unsettle you. usually after you finished having sex, he'd scoop you into your arms and gave you all the love, reassurance, and care you could need. today was different, he seemed still stuck in his head.

"ren?" you asked when you didn't feel your boyfriend's strong hand enveloping your body as they usually did.

"it's all good baby. all good." he sounded as if he was stuck in a trance, still kneeling between your legs as he started at your pulsating cunt.

"what-?" you started, only to be quieted by your man.

"shhh. lemme fix this real quick," he mutters, running a hand through his long, shoulder-length hair to pick up the stray pieces that fell out of his ponytail. before you can ask what he meant, his fingers are prodding at your asshole. you go to protest, you're not sure you could survive another round, but he doesn't put them inside of you. no. he dragged his fingers from your second hold to your first, scooping up his disgarded cum as he goes.

his eyes are blown wide, his mouth hanging open slightly as his tongue sticks out of his mouth in concentration, literally drooling at the sight of your pussy.

"gotta keep it all inside hm?" he asks in a sickenenigly sweet voice as he hovers over your body, his lips gently making contact with your cheek and jaw as he kisses you. "wouldn't want any to go to waste."

notes: screaming crying, holy shit i love him.

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kentosbabes · 1 year

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Collage football player Eren who's the star golden boy of the school. He's on the football team, good grades and a large group of friends who follow him round like lost puppies. All he needed was the perfect girlfriend to finish off his golden image. you

Ever since Eren saw you in his math class, glasses falling down your nose, brows furrowed, pieces of hair falling down framing your face, he knew he had to have you.

You weren't the most popular girl in school, you had your group of friends you had decent grades and what you consider a normal life. But to Eren you were perfect, and he was quick to make you his.

Once you both settle into the relationship Eren is eager to claim you and show you off making sure everyone knows your his and he is yours. He walks you to your classes and becomes attached to you by the hip. His hands always placed possessively on your back as you walk through the hallways, his chin high knowing he's accomplished everything he wanted.

Eren ensured your first time was perfect with petals and candles after an expensive day out.

Eren invites you to all his games making sure there's time for a quickie in the lockeroom before the game for "good luck". Your in the crowd at the front row with his jersey and the 'titans' team colours pained on your cheeks shouting his name. Of course he wins the final scoring point winning the match for the team. Once the games over he's running to you with a cheesy smile picking you up and carrying you over the barrier onto the pitch while you place kisses all over his face in your giggly state.

and he loves it. he loves you.

part 2

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starssgalore · 2 months

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word count - 278

based off of - 553 (nasty) by jodeci

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it's deep. soo deep. that burning, twisting feeling in your core.

from the moment you first saw his face you haven't been able to forget, it's imprinted on your mind like a memory.

his face is so memorable. those lips and eyes. and god that smile that could make you do anything. and don't even get me started on that voice. deep and calming like the ocean. aggressive when the time calls for it.

he's got you wrapped around his finger... fingers really.

the sound of trickling rain and cars passing you on the street.

the cross walk being crowded with vehicle traffic slowly starts to clear up as soon as the light turns yellow.

the smell of pavement and rain slowly mixing together in a nostalgic aroma. the dark night sky lit up by billboards and street lights.

pedestrians getting ready to cross but not you. your legs are stuck in the same spot they have been since you've seen him walking towards you.

eyes half lidded, lips slightly parted as he blows out smoke from his cigarette. hair messy from running his hands through it too often.

he's under stress.

but just like that, he walks past you without a single acknowledgement. not even a wink or a tap of a shoulder.

it's not until you snap back into reality when you feel someone bump into the fact of you.

"fuck this." whispering under your breath out of annoyance.

it's not like you loved him anyways, yeah you were addicted and he was too. but that's not love, right?

it's not until your phone lights up a couple of blocks down.

'you know your mine.'

'7 at my place. see you later.'

delivered • 18:30

and with that adrenaline rushes to your heart. your legs start to move fast back to your apartment to spruce up yourself before see him.

you are his, and he's yours. forever until the end of existence.

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hey! it's been awhile but recently I've just been writing short little blurbs about whoever or whatever I'm thinking about. mainly inspired by music. so this one is based off of... *drumroll!*

553 - nasty by jodeci

anyways, see y'all later

xoxo, hoshi 💫

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