#— 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 !

[s-sugustar]

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

Y/n

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.

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"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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[iplayghoul]

𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐲 ⦂ 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫.

pairing:: eren yeager x black coded fem!reader

word count:: 3.3k

warnings:: sweetheart eren, valentines day, fighting, slight angst, heavy pregnancy, crying, overstimulation, n slur use once, creampie, pet names, praise kink, slight degradation, lactation mentioned, more crying, squirting, after care.

author notes:: the smut parts are inspired by this post of mine and this smut by @ickyhrtz feedback, comments n reblogs greatly appreciated so ik if this was ass💀😭🤞🏽 as usual ignore typos pls

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲. now eren was being a little careless but it was a simple mistake and of course, he has to make it up to you. :)

it was three am now, you were still forcing yourself to stay awake as you waited for Eren to come home to your shared apartment. he never does this shit, you huffed turning the tv off. it was only background noise for your busy mind right now. you looked out the big windows, down at the city and felt like crying. it was valentine's day: you and Eren's anniversary, well, not anymore but you peered down at the cars that went by in moving traffic, thinking about all the couples who were heading home after spending a night with each other.

your eyes welled up with tears, rubbing your swollen tummy and helping yourself off the couch to the bathroom. flicking on the light, and grabbing your skincare products while fat tears splashed the counter after rolling off your cheeks. you couldn't stand this shit after your past relationships. you always make lovely plans for you and Eren's anniversary, nine times out of ten he would show, ready to go. so when he didn't show up today, it hit you hard. especially while you were pregnant and even more when it's your anniversary.

you peeled your eyelashes off and took a wet wipe to your face to clean off a layer of makeup, then going in with your cleansers to begin removing it all. big lips quivered in the mirror, and you tried to hold yourself together, only letting soft whimpers and quiet huffs pass your lips. sobbing silently as you prepared for bed. after a warm shower, like a bath 'Ren would've prepared for you, you slipped your feet into some socks and a fuzzy, soft pyjama set.

you crawled onto the bed, shifting uncomfortably with the big pregnancy pillow trying to find a position to sleep in. wrapping the pretty pink n' black wig you installed in a satin cloth, you denied hearing the key jingling in the front door as your eyes began to well up again. you caressed your stomach to comfort yourself, you could only think about Eren, finally finding a position with your back to the bedroom door that felt comfortable. you heard his heavy footsteps and your heartbeat quickened.

while you were excited to see him, you felt scared and upset. what was he going to say? what could you say to him? your eyelids twitched crazily as you tried to keep your eyes closed. the bedroom door opened. the first thing you heard was a loud sigh, you ignored it and tried to sleep, his heavy steps were coming around to your side of the bed. why the fuck is his shoes on in the house? you just became progressively more upset.

the bed sank by your waist, you felt his stare on you, figuring he could see the dried tears on your face. you felt a shift, then his large hand; barely touching your legs as he hesitantly decided if he'd touch you or not. his rough hand pressed onto your thigh, and he rubbed you softly, caressing your legs and your throat choked up, "Don't touch me 'Ren." your felt yourself frown as you opened your eyes to look at him. you were crying again, "Sweetheart, you know 'm sorry," he whispered.

"No? the fuck would I know that 'Ren? You can't fuckin' apologize properly nigga?" your mouth screwed up with a sour taste in your mouth. you could see his jaw stiffen by your response, and he bit his tongue, breathing heavy. "'M sorry, love," you swallowed a sob, "Fa' what 'Ren?"

"'M sorry for missin' your plans for our anniversary." his eyes bore into you, you weren't pleased. "Go shower and go to fuckin' sleep." you pressed your lips together tight and flopped back over into your pillow to sleep.

"You serious right now?" he was pissin' you off. "Yes, Eren. What the fuck you want me to say 'Ren?" you sit back up, he has to be crazy. Eren's putting his hair up into a bun, frowning at you like he wanted a different response, "Well-,"

"Well what 'Ren? 'M tired. You never do this shit so the fuck 'm I g'na say baby? Just go shower and we'll go to sleep." you pleaded with him, eyes big and starry with tears. he chewed on his lip nervously, leaning over and pressing a few kisses on your cheek then on your lips. he got up then, mumbling another apology before shutting the door to the bathroom.

sighing, you dropped your weight down into the mattress and shut your eyes to sleep. but, morning came quick.

the sheer curtains of the bedroom let in so much sunlight on mornings, at 8 am the golden sun did feel great against your skin. you smiled in your sleepiness, soaking it up. achingly, you shuffled your elbows to hold up your weight one by one as you scooted up into a seated position. you felt a dip in the mattress, feeling around with your hand resting on Eren's chest as he'd conveniently put his arm behind your back and one below your legs to support you back into your pillows. "'Ren...," you mumbled roughly, throat sore from sleep and rubbing at still closed eyes.

"Goodmorning love, 'm sorry."

"Eren... where the hell were you?" you peaked an eye at him. "Was an accident on the highway, they brought a family of five in for operating, love. I planned to clock out early, I swear but the surgeries took hours n' no other surgeons clocked in yet." you licked your lips and sighed. "'Kay..." you whispered, resting your head back into the pillows, eyes closed and basking in the sun that peeked through across your legs and belly. you were having a baby boy who couldn't help but excitedly move about in your tummy while you tried to relax. a beeping from the kitchen made Eren rush out back downstairs.

you were drifting back to sleep when the bedroom door swung open. shifting your head to see, Eren came in with a large platter in his hands; you couldnt help but smile softly, yawning lightly as you started waking up a bit more. he put the platter down on the center of the bed and quickly rushed back out without a word. peering down after finally rubbing the last bit of sleep out of your eyes, you see crepes, pancakes and waffles, all with sweet honey and cream cheese frosting toppings on them. he added some seedless grapes on the side and topped the floury treats with strawberries; it was just enough for you both to share.

you saw him coming in slowly holding two glasses of juice, one with orange and another with apple juice then he rest them on his bedside table and joined you on the bed again, giving you a quick kiss. "Eren," you began with a shake to your head,"No, just... let's have some breakfast 'kay? I know I fucked up so just lemme do this yea?" you nodded, grabbing one of the forks with him and digging in.

pregnancy hormones are crazy, after stuffing your face full of food and brushing your teeth and freshening up, you couldn't help but think about Eren in the kitchen. he was washing the dishes now and your previous sadness was basically gone, you wanted to get fucked.

"hey 'ren?," you padded down to the kitchen where he was busy cleaning up the counter and dishes he cooked with. he hummed in response and you brushed your fingers through your eyelashes continuing, "whatchu wanna do when you done with the dishes?" you rocked back on your heels idly. then you hopped onto a seat by the kitchen island, opposite to Eren.

"ion know baby, I'll do whatever you want. took a few days off from work." he looked back at you, all pretty and shit like he does. you bit back a broad smile as he began drying off his hands, still peeping at you in interest. you pouted playfully and shook your head, "don't wanna fuck me or nun?" your tongue popping back between your teeth at the last consonant and you didn't miss the way his eyes followed the movement between your lips. he swaggered over with the drying towel in his hand, chuckling a little smugly, seeing through your advances then tossing it on the counter.

"you tryna invite me to?" he pressed his body up against the kitchen island, holding up his weight with his hands on the marble. his pretty lips spread into a soft smile looking down at you and brushing his messy hair out of his face. "do I needa invite you? come fuck me den," you giggled prettily at him as he starting walking around the island nodding, tongue-in-cheek.

you sit there pleased, a shit-eating grin on your face when he put his arms over yours on the counter and leaned over you to kiss your lips. then, your temple, your cheeks and then his lips were warm on your neck, your collarbone and, "hey baby?" you stopped his hand from pushing aside your top to kiss your chest and he gave an 'Mhm?', "let's go on the couch yea?" humming deeply with a 'yea'.

the couch was big by the way and he was careful; he's been careful your whole pregnancy. trailing behind you, he pulled out the soft pillows from the backrest of the couch and stuffed them in the corners before you could lay down. then, guiding you into the little nest of cushions on the couch. his lips kept finding yours like he's desperate. "y'know you're so pretty?" he kisses you quick, you nod into it, "n' good for me?" he's kissing you again like a drunk man, "yeah? gonna' keep praisin' me?"

Eren slips off his shirt and you're biting back another playful smile, leaning back as he stretches over you for another kiss. mumbling against your lips, "take dis damn top off." and you're quick with it too. your breasts sensitive from your lactation development and nipples hardening from the room's cold air. you hissed a little and leaned back again, "don't move, princess." Eren stops your hands from taking off your panties and shorts. instead, focusing his smooth, warm lips around your nipples; widening his mouth to suck your areolas in and massage it with his pierced tongue. all while he massaged the other with his hand.

your hisses and gasps made him shudder, slipping your fingers between hair. humming softly against you, he busies himself with your other breast, sucking softly to not provoke any milk out but just enough to make you writhe in the pillows and scratch at his hair.

"'Ren, damnit, c'mon." you whimpered, small, when he pulled at your nipple with a pop coming off it. "relax, want me to stop?" you shook your head no, "then lemme make you feel good, baby." his slender fingers tickled your thick hips, hooking under the waist of your shorts and panties and slowly pulling them down. he's so annoying sometimes, a real perv, pulling down your shorts ever so slowly he can watch the way your panties get stuck to your pussy.

Eren grabs your thighs, pulling you down slightly and shifting back on his feet as he spreads your legs apart. it's nerve wracking, and you open your mouth to say something but he leans down to take a small kitten lick at your clit. your lips part, gasping when he licks again, and again, forcing more of his tongue onto your pussy each time. your hands find his hair again and a leg is propped up against his shoulder. 

you can't help but squirm around, pulling your leg away from him and trying to push him away with the other, knowing he hates it. his soft tongue is rough against your pussy, swirling over your clit smoothly as he suctions his mouth over you to suck on it. the metal balls of his tongue piercing cool. Eren's dragging his mouth through your lips and sticking his tongue into your hole.

Eren smacks kisses on your clit, his cheeks and chin dripping from you as he just digs his nose into the clithood.

you put a hand on your tummy as you thrashed in the pillows, attempting to push his head away from your throbbing cunt.

"'Ren– Eren, fuck, c'mon. stop, stop, stop!" you whined and chewed at your lips hard. your cunt began to dribble more and more wetness while Eren just moaned as he licked you up. he gripped your thighs hard, frowning down into you and pushing your thighs apart more. your pleas just kept getting ignored.

finally, after a sharp mewl from you, Eren's leaning back up on his arms and panting, his muscles flex and from this angle you can see just a bit more down his shorts. a little happy trail leading down to his cock that did a terrible job at hiding beneath his boxers. "sweetheart," he snaps you out of it, licking his puffy lips. you feel still feel a buzz of stimulation on your clit,"How you want it?" he nudges his chin out.

"huh?," distracted. Eren stuffs a hand down his pants idly toying, jaw clenched and emerald green eyes trained on you. he watching your eyes follow as he waits for a response. "I said," your eyes snap back up to his, "how you want me to fuck you, princess?"

"god, 'ren, fuck me however you want." he smiled a little, and then it grew into an sly chuckle.

he's childish, thinking of all the mischievous and torturous ideas of how he could fuck you and how he has fucked you. you squint, "Eren–," "nah, nah, don't go back on it now, baby," he's smiling wide at you, rubbing at himself in his shorts with another hand squeezing your thigh playfully.

"y'know imma make you enjoy it, right?" he leers and you roll your eyes shifting yourself back into the cushions again.

"turn on yo side." you pause and stare, "turn to the side, sweet thing," he holds back a smile and you immediately see where he was going with this. you get comfortable in the cushions, laying on your side with your belly snug facing the inside of the couch, arching your back and pushing your ass out a little.

Eren's hands are on you again, hiking your shaky leg up too the top of the couch backrest and pulling your other thigh down, spreading your soaked cunt. you peak up at him as he's pushing down his grey shorts and boxers. it's heavy, uncut, six inches, thick and he grooms well. with his adrenaline pumping and a hand gripping the base of his cock, the veins on his lower stomach become prominent and they pop out along his dick too.

Eren scoots forward, grabbing a handful of your ass, pushing it up to spread your lips, rubbing his cock between your cunt that was starting to drip again like a leaky tap. "you ready?" cockhead poking at your pussy as he peers at you below heavy eyes and long eyelashes. "yeah," and he tilts his head back, his lips pulling into a sneer and he presses in. "fuckin' damnit."

he smooths a hand up and down your back, leaning over you as he pushed his cock up into you. you keened and pressed your teeth together, the stretch from Eren's cock forcing a whimper out of you. you choked out another moan when he was in all the way, he leaned down to press a few kisses on your shoulder. your cunt was fucking pulsing and the drag was slow, Eren took his time setting a slow pace.

"'Ren, fucking go faster, oh my fucking god," you whined and he swats a stinging slap on your ass, "nah, either we gon' fuck like this or we c'n stop now, your choice baby." you felt tears prick your eyes as he maintained the slow drag of his cock, right up against your g-spot and cursed under your breath.

with every thrust you let out a gasp, and his hair wet with sweat was sticking to his shoulders. he couldn't possibly look any hotter to you, arm muscles flexed as he gripped your body and chest shiney with a sheen of sweat. but he just kept going, slow.

"'Ren, 'Ren, 'Ren," you murmured through lips swollen from all the biting and glossy from spit and tears, you felt like you'd explode if your clit pulsed again, "'Ren– goddamn, touch it please?" you squinted up at him and pouted prettily.

"watchu want baby?" he licked his lips, brows furrowed in concentration. "touch– shit, touch my clit please, 'Ren?"

you almost squirted all over the couch when he slid a hand down your big tummy and pressed a middle finger against your clit. you felt a creamy, slushy, stickiness practically covering your pussy everytime his hips connected with your ass. you were creaming all over his cock but he wouldn't go any faster ans you were growing impatient. slowly and lightly he rubbed circles around your clit and the folds of your pussy nearest to it, feeling the way you twitch when he touched it.

in and out, in and out, he fucked you slow, your pussy could do no more than trickle out more wetness, thicker than before and gushing. though his thrusts were slow, so fucking slow, you could feel the sloppiness. his mouth hung open, a little drool on his lips and he rasped out a groan with every thrust because each one came with a tighter squeeze.

his eyes flicker about your body, watching the way you gripped at the couch cushions, "c'mon baby, I know ya' gonna' do it f'me." he applied more pressure to the finger on your clit, watching how your leg spasmed and your body jerked at the added pressure. he loved it, you were chasing your own orgasm so desperately trying to push down on his finger and cock. he felt the heat radiating off you and tilted his head back again; his cock slipped out, slapping on your leg once before you reached a hand back and grabbed the base of his cock to push him back in with a quickness that caught him off guard. he audibly choked out a moan, loud, "shit, give it t'me 'ren, fuck," he started thrusting again, notably quicker than his torturous pace but nothing as hard and fast as you usually would do.

he was moaning like a bitch, fucking into the slippery, hot and creamy mess you two made, gathering some of it on his fingers and pressing it onto your clit again. harder and quicker than before you felt yourself stiffen up. "'Ren, f—uck me 'm g'na cum," your vision went white and suddenly you were squirting on the seats, "cum on it, cum on it, come on," he edged you on but you could barely hear him. your legs jolted with a burst of pleasure and you felt limp; a heavy load of Eren's cum shooting into you. he dropped forward, laying his head on your shoulder and rubbing his face into your skin.

"was good, wasn't it?" he murmured against you, "fuck, shuddup 'ren, you know it was good. now get off me." he pressed a kiss onto your cheek and pushed off you, pulling out slowly much to your discomfort and heading to the towel cabinet in the downstairs bathroom.

Eren soaked it in some cool water from the sink and pressed it on your thighs first, cleaning up the mess you both made then running back to rinse it off and finally cleaning up your pussy. when he was done he brought you some water, and lifted you off the couch so he could carry you to a shower. "so, I'm forgiven aren't I?" he made small talk with a little smile.

"ugh, yes 'Ren but, call me or send a text next time yea?" he laughed, "of course."

— masterlist.

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[4izawas]

— 𝐢-𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢’𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤!! ; 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐭.

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 !! — when the two of you had first heard him calling your name while eren fucked you senseless you thought it would be fun to take armin for a quick little ride…

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 !! — eren yeager/f!reader, armin arlert/f!reader, eren yeager/armin arlert, eren yeager/f!reader/armin arlert.

𝐰𝐜 !! — 6.43k.

𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 !! — nsfw ; minors dni.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 !! — dark content ( stepcest, dubcon, stepbrother!armin ) stuckage, oral sex ( fem receiving ), rimming, threesome, anal sex, crying, begging, kissing, fingering, anal plug, virgin!armin, boyfriend!eren.

— 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞 !!

Humming softly, Armin sprays the top of his desk with the special cleaner he’d borrowed from his stepsister, who worked for the Ackerman Teahouse in the inner ring of Paradis Isle. She’d been working for the owner, Levi Ackerman, since she was fifteen, and eight years later, both her relationship and her job were long running and going strong, with her only being a notch below the owner when it came to workplace superiority. Her boyfriend, Eren, who she lived with ( he was also two notches below her in superiority in the teahouse: one spot beneath the longtime waiter, Oruo Bozado, and two beneath the assistant manager, Eld Jinn ), drove her to and from work every day. 

They’d met years ago in preschool, years before Armin’s mother married Y/N’s father when they were in middle school ( Armin in fourth grade and Y/N and Eren in sixth ), and had been best friends for years until Eren’s little schoolhouse rival Jean Kirstein tried asking her out when they were all fourteen or so. Eren had seen red and interfered, saying that they were already dating and whisking Y/N away. Y/N had teased him about it relentlessly, of course, and he’d asked her out for real that same day in his house’s kitchen. She’d said yes, then went home and told Armin everything — Eren shaking his head and hands the whole time, his face pinker than the strawberry milkshake he’d bought her on the way to her house. Now, Armin had had his fiar share of crushes on girls and boys at school, but he had made extra sure to never let it slip that he’d had a crush on Eren ever since Y/N had introduced them to one another ( which meant he’d liked Eren for almost three years at that point ). He just wanted to be happy for his stepsister, even though seeing Eren and her kissing and holding hands all the time sometimes did make his heart hurt. 

Now they were all in their twenties with jobs as well as their own places ( Eren and Y/N living together in a small but cozy house in the outer ring at the outside edge of the middle ring that they were renting from a friend of Eren’s father, and Armin in a tiny, tiny apartment in the middle ring as close to both Paradis University and his work as possible ), and Y/N was still dating Eren. They were both still working at the teahouse with Mr. Ackerman when they weren’t working during their fourth year of college. Eren intended on being a doctor like his father, and Y/N was studying to get a Masters in History, not really wanting to be much of anything — and Armin knew why. She’d made him promise not to tell Eren at the time, but one of the military’s commanders had scouted her in her first year of college and she planned on joining up after her twenty fourth birthday. Eren had known for a couple years now, though — when he’d found out about seven months afterwards it had caused a huge argument that ended with Y/N leaving their ( then ) apartment to stay at Armin’s and Eren to freak out once he woke up ( as he’d stormed into their bedroom and slammed the door before going to bed angry ) and realized she’d left. They’d made up then, and that had been the end of it as far as Armin knew. 

And despite all of those ups and downs, Armin still had a huge crush on Eren as much as he didn’t want to admit it. It was one of the reasons why he’d argued so much against them coming over today. He didn’t want to mess up the eight year relationship that his stepsister and friend had just because of a silly crush that he shouldn’t even have. 

As he backs away from the entertainment center after cleaning it, his hip bumps the coffee table and a pen he’d left on it alongside his homework rolls off and under the couch. Cursing under his breath, he carefully moves the coffee table and gets on his hands and knees before blindly reaching for it under the couch, fingers grasping at nothing but the empty air before he finally manages to grab it — but not before his fingers brush the edge of something that spikes his curiosity. Sitting back on his calves and putting the slightly dusty pen on the table, he quickly gets back on his hands and knees with his face pressed to the floor to look under the couch, and his eyes widen. The book he’d been looking for for three whole weeks had been under the couch the entire time!

He tries his hardest to reach for it again, and the tip of his middle finger does brush against it — but he only manages to push it further away and completely out of reach, almost to the back of the couch entirely; he couldn’t move the couch either, it was too heavy. “Are you serious?” he groans, rolling his eyes and throwing his head back slightly before looking at the little loop underneath one of the cushions with a twinkle in his eyes. The little couch, gifted to him by Eren and Y/N as a housewarming gift, pulled out — and when you started to open it, the area beneath the couch was completely revealed. He could just open the pullout, grab the book, and be done with it!

Doing just that, Armin carefully pushes the pullout up, holding it up with one hand while reaching for the book with his other. It is, yet again, just out of reach, and he inches closer and closer to no avail. Hesitantly letting go of the opened pullout, he smiles softly when it stays propped up without him having to hold it up and simply bends over the front of the couch, one hand braced on the floor inside the couch’s opening and the other once again reaching for the book, the side of the couch slightly digging into his stomach as he stood on his hands and knees while practically draped over it. 

Right as his fingers close around the corner of his lost book, Armin hears a loud, creaking crash, and the lifted rectangle of the pullout couch falls back on him — it doesn’t hurt ( okay, maybe it did, and maybe the pain from it made him cry a little ), but when he tries to get out he finds that he’s completely stuck and unable to move. He pushes back and struggles to escape, trying to ignore the pulsing pain in his back, but the weight of an entire bed being on him coupled with metal that scratches at his skin painfully when he tries to back out makes him stop. What was he supposed to do now? He couldn’t get out of this, and he lived alone. On top of that, he had hardwood floors and his knees were starting to hurt. 

A loud thud outside reaches his ears, and his eyes widen; Eren and Y/N must be here, they could help!

“Y-Y/N! Eren! Help, I’m in here — I’m stuck!” he shouts, knowing that his voice is muffled through the couch but not caring. He’d be let out soon, so what did it matter? 

The door opens and closes behind him, and he repeats himself — but he doesn’t get a response. “Eren? Y/N? Hello?” Two big hands cover each of his asscheeks, making Armin’s eyes widen in surprise. Pushing him out wouldn’t work, what were they thinking?! “H-Hey, what are you — WHOA, WAIT-!”

His shriek was triggered by the two hands taking both his pants and his underwear by the waistline and yanking them down to pool around his knees, baring his ass to the faceless person who had come in through his front door. They part his cheeks, and he wiggles against their grip as best he can. “D-don’t — Don’t look there!” he whimpers, wondering why at first his stepsister’s boyfriend ( who had never looked his way like that a day in his life ) was doing this until he remembered that his stepfather had told him over Christmas last year that Eren had asked permission to ask Y/N to marry him, so it just couldn’t be him — but if it wasn’t Eren ( and couldn’t possibly be Y/N, with how big this unknown person’s hands were! ), who was it?

Armin pales from his place stuck in the couch. He’d — He’d unlocked the door for when his stepsister and her boyfriend came over. He always did, even though Y/N had a key, and he’d been screaming for help… Someone on the street had heard and decided to help themselves. He’d gotten himself into this predicament all on his own. 

A hot, wet length of flesh swipes over his twitching, exposed hole, and Armin tries to move away. It takes him a moment to realize that it’s the person’s tongue, and his eyes widen almost comically all over again. “N-No, don’t put your t-tongue there, it’s dirty!”

The person behind him ignores him, instead slurping loud and messily at the hole beneath it, tracing it and drawing various shapes along the sensitive flesh, ignoring the whining man beneath him’s struggles. Armin’s eyes cross when the strange tongue, which has coated his whole whole in a heavy layer of spit, is joined by a long, thick finger, which doesn't hesitate to curl up in him and begin swirling around his insides, almost as if it were searching for something—

Armin lets out a shriek as the intruding finger brushes across something that sends sharp stings of pleasure up his spine, his hole clenching around the finger in his ass and the person’s mouth leaving his ass to nip, bite, and suck across his exposed lower back. The finger brushes across it again and he keens, whimpering as the finger is slowly drawn out, then whimpering again when he feels the tip of a second finger press against his hole along the first as well as a hot, sticky liquid he just knew was spit dribbling over them. Before he knew it, the two long fingers are pressing inside him again, crooking up and stretching his insides as they search again for that little button hidden inside. “O-Oh fu-uck-!” Armin moans, letting his head fall forward, “Fuck — Please, please — C-CUMMIN’!” he wails, arching his back and forcing his ass back into the pleasing touch as best he can as he costs the floor in his thick load. As he came down, he was barely holding himself up on shaky forearms as the inner skin of the two fingers beside the two in his ass press against the heated skin of his asscheeks, and he whimpers when he realizes just how long these fingers were when he feels them pressing so deep in his guts and scissoring open to stretch him more. 

Armin’s cock slowly begins to harden again and his sensitive tip rubs against the rough cloth of the couch, assisting the stranger in making his entire body tremble. The fingers inside him twist and turn and stretch and toy with that special spot in a way that has Armin, regardless of previous inhibitions, pressing back into the expert touch as best he could and whining shrilly when the fingers he’d only just gotten used to are pulled away from him and he’s left empty. 

A moment passes, Armin’s thighs shaking from the feelings coursing through his veins, and suddenly the pullout that had had him trapped is lifted, freeing him. Refusing to look a gift horse in the mouth, he quickly clambers away from where he was stuck, backing into a strong chest and watching as tanned forearms close the couch and lazily toss the cushions back. The familiar glint of a series of thick black rings on the tanned hands and a prominent black skull ring on the middle finger of the man’s dry hand catches Armin’s eye and he pales again despite his aching length pressing against his stomach, slowly looking up to see just who was behind him even though deep down he knew. 

As he’d feared, it was Eren. 

Green eyes lock with his own blue ones, and a dirty grin is on the handsome older man’s face as Armin thinks back over what had just happened. The entire time that he’d been feeling so good with a ‘stranger’s’ fingers up his ass, it was Eren — Eren had done  all the sinful things that had made his body feel good, Eren’s tongue and teeth had drawn patterns of saliva and bite marks across his skin, his lips had sucked love bites across Armin’s lower back and ass — Eren, the boy he’d had a crush on since he was eleven. 

Eren, his stepsister’s boyfriend. Soon to be fiancé.

Shaky breathing from across the room catches Armin’s attention, and the moment he lays his eyes on the cause he freezes. Y/N is standing there, wide eyed and slightly red faced, her mouth slightly open in surprise. Armin can feel tears welling up in his eyes, and as soon as his lock with Y/N’s he bursts into tears. Eren had cheated on her, and with him. This was his fault, he’d ruined their relationship, it was all his fault. Armin tries to wipe all the tears away with the backs of his hands, which are curled into loose fists, but they just keep coming. 

“I’m-m s-s-sorry!” he sobs, feeling so overwhelmingly guilty that he just couldn’t think of anything else to say. “I-It’s just — The couch fell ‘nd I couldn’t get out — I was stuck, I swear! He just came in ‘nd this happened, but I p-promise I d-didn’ kn-know it was him, Y/N, ‘m sorry!” He keeps crying, not even making an attempt to stop the tears. He deserved to feel this way, he knew it — and so did his conscience. 

That’s not an excuse, his mind hisses cruelly, This is your fault and you know it; you’ve liked him for years, and now that she knows, she’s going to hate you. She’s never going to want to see you again, and you deserve it. 

No! He didn’t want her to hate him, he loved his stepsister ( perhaps a little too much, if he were honest with himself, but unlike his inner admittance of liking Eren, that he refused to acknowledge ). He’d just — he’d have to make it up to her. He could do that, right? Surely there was something he could do to earn her forgiveness?

“Hmmm, I guess there is something you could do,” she replies, making him realize that he’d been rambling out loud. 

“What?! I’ll do anything!” he cries, tears still falling even as he wipes them from his cheeks. Y/N glances to Eren, who is rubbing little circles on Armin’s bare hip with his lust-darkened eyes locked on hers already. 

She asks quietly, her own eyes darkening, “Anything?”, and Armin nods his head affirmatively furiously. Apparently he hadn’t noticed that his underwear and pants were still pooled around his knees and therefore he was completely bare in the most sensitive area before her, and she sure wasn’t about to remind him. She was enjoying being able to look down on his little pink cock, still hard and aching despite Eren getting him off earlier when he was still pinned. 

Y/N had known, of course, that her boyfriend had a thing for her little stepbrother — he didn’t love him like he loved her, of course, but she knew ( he’d told her, even, going into great detail about how much he wanted to see the younger man’s face while he fucked his ass and the blodn’s face was inbetween her tits ) how much he lusted over the no doubt tight hole the short blond kept hidden away, and Y/N hadn’t minded; after all, Eren had been jealous when she admitted she was attracted to his friend Jean, but he’d still said he didn’t mind if she fucked him and even after she did, later the three had all fucked each other, so it was only fair that she grant him this at least once — and since she’d known for years that Armin had been in love with her bothfriend, she knew he wouldn’t say anything — so their parents never had to know. 

Eren’s obsession with the thought of Y/N’s sweet little stepbrother sandwiched between the two of them began when the two of them had first heard him calling Y/N’s name while Eren fucked her senseless one night Armin had stayed over at their place, and the thought of him splayed out beneath all four of their wandering hands, his and hers, hadn’t left his mind since. 

“Please, what can I do to make it up to you?” Armin hiccups, more and more tears welling up in his eyes as the silence stretches on. 

Y/N’s eyes, darkened with a lust of her own, glint wickedly, and she grins as she spreads her legs a little and says, “Come lick my pussy.”

Armin’s eyes are wide. Surely she’d misspoke — surely she couldn’t have just asked him to do that! They were family, for Ymir’s sake!

You’re step-siblings though, a toxic part of his mind trilled happily. You two aren’t related, so it isn’t really bad, just a little… taboo.  

She shrugs when he stays quiet, turning away from him and crossing her arms. “Well, I suppose I could just… I don’t know, break up with Eren and cht you out of my life for betraying me instead,” she says cruelly, and as she expected, Armin panics. 

“N-No! No, don’t! I’ll do it, I promise I will! It’s j-just…” he trails off quietly, looking down

Y/N raises an eyebrow. “‘It’s just…’ what? What’s the issue?”

Armin squirms uncomfortably, Eren still warm against his back, but despite the discomfort he answers. “I’ve — I’ve never done… that.”

Y/N snorts in amusement, “What, you’ve never eaten pussy?” Her tone is mocking, teasing even. Armin whimpers quietly at her words, but refuses to answer this time — but Eren understands exactly what he’d meant. 

“Baby… I think your baby brother is still a virgin,” Eren purrs lowly, squeezing Armin’s hip a little and making him jump. Armin had almost forgotten Eren was still there, as crazy as it seemed. His cheeks are bright red, and fresh tears of embarrassment well up along his waterline. Y/N looks to him for confirmation and he nods tearfully, his bottom lip trembling as he holds back the tears, and she grins in an almost predatory way as her pupils blow. 

“C’mere, Armin,” she murmurs, and he pulls away from Eren and crawls over to her, not realizing how easily he was playing directly into his stepsister’s and her boyfriend’s darkest desires. Kneeling at her feet, he watches in rapt attention as she lifts a leg and places her foot on the next to bottom shelf of one of his bookshelves, revealing her panties beneath her skirt to him. His already hard cock twitches, and he continues watching as she hooks a finger around one hem of her panties and pulls them to the side, revealing her glistening pussy to him and making him swallow hard, his mouth falling open after. He’d never seen one outside of porn after all, but when she hums at him and rolls her hips up into his slack-jawed mouth, shocking him as her wetness slides over his chin and lips, his tongue flicking out to collect the slick instinctively. A string of slick connects his chin to her cunt for a second before snapping and Armin’s tongue darts out to lick at where it was sticking to his face before one of Eren’s big hands press against the back of his head and force his face against her sopping cunt, his eyes rolling back as he runs his tongue up from her hole to circle around her clit. Eren rubs his face against her pussy a few times before pulling his hand back, pleased to see Armin following the way he’d led him even without him pushing him into it anymore. 

Armin looks up curiously as she lets out soft whimpers, his face still in her pussy as  one of her hands pressing against the back of his head. His little nose presses ever so perfectly against her swollen clit, and his whole face is revealed to be soaked in her juices when he pulls back a little. “L-Like that?” he whispers quietly against her soft heat, and she shivers some then laughs a little at the feeling of his warm breath against her cunt. 

“Yeah baby, do it just like that…” Y/N whispers, taking her bottom lip between her teeth and fisting her hand in his blonde hair and pulling him back into her pussy, squeezing her eyes shut as that hot tongue slips back out and starts drawing little shapes on her clit again. “Fuck—“ Armin lets out a surprised moan at the taste that was covering his tongue with every press of it inside her quiverig hole, slowly falling into what he’d discover later to be a now desperate addiction. 

Eren walks behind her and starts kissing her neck, nipping and biting across Y/N’s collarbone with the intent of leaving marks behind as his big hands come up to grope at her chest. She turns her head to kiss him just as he twists one of her nipples through her shirt, and she moans directly into his mouth both from his touch and the feeling of Armin’s tongue in her pussy. Eren grins against her lips as they kiss wetly, never tearing his eyes from the man on his knees lapping at his stepsister’s cunt like an obedient bitch. 

Armin slobbers all over her cunt, slurping up as much of her juices as he could as she inched closer and closer to orgasm and her grip on his hair tightened, her other hand going up to bury itself in Eren’s long hair and squeeze so hard his scalp started aching. Her hips roll up into Armin’s mouth again as she starts desperately humping his face, just on the cusp of orgasm from his mouth alone. 

“C’mon baby, gonna cum, c’mon!” she whispers, rutting against his face desperately, “Don’t stop, ‘m so fuckin’ close, don’t stop!” 

Armin presses his face between her pussylips and sucks her clit into his mouth, shaking his head side to side a little like he’d seen in the videos he’d watched before sucking and nibbling at it and looking up at her through his eyelashes as her eyes rolled back and she let go of his hair with one hand so she could grab one of the higher shelves as she let out a drawn-out shriek. Her skirt that she’d had flipped up falls down a little and obscures his vision, but Armin just keeps sucking at her clit and drawing shapes on it with his tongue until she weakly pushes him away and tries to stand up on shaky legs.

“What — What a fuckin’ mouth you have there,” she murmurs tiredly, holding on to Eren in exhaustion. Her eyes, however, are still dark and expecting, and she glances to the room Armin had made into his bedroom before walking to it on shaky legs. “Eren, bring him to the bedroom. Our baby boy’s just earned himself a reward.”

Eren grins himself, a wide, sharklike thing that almost scares Armin, but the blond still follows the brunet when he crooks his index finger his way. He walks into his own bedroom to find his stepsister shimmying her cunt juice-soaked panties down her legs, her slit perfectly framed by her thighs and ass as she stands bent at the waist with one finger hooked into her panties, which are around her ankles. She lifts one leg out of it daintily, and the other follows, but Armin can’t tear his eyes away from the glistening entrance he’d gotten to taste only a minute earlier. Y/N kicks her underwear away from herself and strides over to his bed, laying on top of it and spreading her legs. 

“C’mere ‘nd suck my nipples, baby,” she murmurs softly, and he starts moving towards her almost automatically. He’s stopped by Eren, who puts a hand on his shoulder and looks at his clothes pointedly. 

“Don’t you wanna take those off first?” he asks, and Armin feels his cheeks heat up in nervousness that’s whipped away when he hears what comes out of Eren’s mouth next. “It would make us both so, so happy to see you — and you don’t want Y/N to feel cold all by herself like that, right?”

He’s stripped himself of his clothes before he even realizes it, and even when he does he’s rushing over to the bed and climbing up it. He takes his place between her legs and whimpers when she locks hers behind his lower back, pulling him close and pressing his face into her chest. He can feel the heat from the soft, delicate spot between her thighs that he’d dreamt about more than once ( and had berated himself for even imagining once he’d woken up ) rubbing against his hardened cock, and he whimpers at the feeling of the slight friction against such a sensitive place on his body. 

Y/N’s hand presses almost insistently against the back of his head, her fingers burying themselves in his silky hair and guiding him to her nipple, which he latches onto up laying his eyes on it. His mouth is hot, and she moans softly as he begins doing just what she’d wanted without her even having to tell him. Leaning down, Y/N licks off the juices she’d left on his face, her eyes glittering as he moaned against her breast, his tongue curling around her hardened nipple and his cheeks hollowed as he suckles. 

Armin lets out a surprised cry when Eren starts playing with his ass again, burying spit-slicked fingers up to the knuckle in his hole and stretching him out unforgivingly. Each thrust of the brunet’s fingers drove Armin further and further away from Y/N’s breasts, eventually pushing him up so he was chest to chest with her with his cock pinned between his and her bodies. The pressure made him whimper, his hips rolling up into her, and Eren carefully steadied him with one hand on his hip as Y/N brought his face down to hers so they could kiss. Her mouth was hot and wet, and she tasted faintly of cherries, which made him moan; it had to be from Eren buying her some cherry candy on the way there like he always did. 

Not even noticing that Eren’s pulled his fingers from his ass, Armin’s eyes cross as Eren presses his cock into the twitching hole before him, the blond’s thighs trembling as he tries his hardest to hold himself up despite the pleasure he was feeling as he was stretched wide. Y/N takes advantage of him being distracted to reach between their bodies and wrap her hands around his cock, pushing it inside herself and watching as his face contorts from the feeling of his cock being swallowed up by her cunt. As he reacts to her hole sucking him in, Eren doesn’t stop pushing inside him until his hips are flush with Armin’s plump ass, the older man’s cheeks dusted ever so slightly with a rosy color as stills and he fills out the hole he was using. Armin was fucking tight, and since Y/N didn’t like anal ( so they didn’t do it ) it was affecting him. 

He gives the trembling man ( no longer a virgin!! ) beneath him a moment to collect himself before carefully pulling out, stopping right as his tip tugged against the inside of Armin’s hole before slamming his hips back against the smaller blond’s. As he’d pulled out he’d slightly pulled Armin’s own cock from Y/N’s wet heat, which had drawn whimpers from the younger man’s mouth that had turned into a scream as he’d been filled by Eren’s thick length and surrounded by Y/N’s hot pussy. 

“O-Oh — Oh god, Eren! Y/N! I-It feels s’good!” he cries, his voice shaky and tears prickling at his waterline, tears that only threaten to grow larger and fall with each rough thrust of Eren’s hips. “F-Fu-uck ple-e-ease~! Hard-der, harder! Faster-r!” The bigger man’s balls slap against his own as he fucks him, slamming against his prostate and sending Armin’s cock deeper into Y/N’s hole with each thrust, and as a result Armin’s speech slowly begins to slur and his brains eases off; he doesn’ think about what’s being said or the taboo aspects of what’s happening, all he focuses on is how it feels good and how he never wants the pleasure he’s feeling to end. 

“D-Daddy, Mommy, please!” Armin wails, no longer even aware of what was coming out of his mouth, and as Armin clutches tightly at Y/N’s front, the two aforementioned people pause and lock eyes, a wicked glance passing between them before they look back down to the quivering blond between them. They both coo at him lowly, their experienced fingers trailing across his heated skin as he clings to them in desperation and cries out from how good he feels. 

“Bein’ such a good boy for us, Armin,” Eren purrs, gently biting at the back of the blond’s neck as he sobs beneath them. The tears have long since started falling, Armin not even aware of them with how wrapped up he is in the moment. Eren’s mouth moves from his neck to his cheek, his hot tongue darting out and licking a line up his face, collecting the tears that had fallen as Y/N murmurs her agreement. 

“Yeah, such a good slut for us, baby boy,” she whispers, kissing his other cheek. 

“M-Mommy-!” he hiccups weakly, shakily grabbing at Y/N’s shoulders and sobbing when Eren’s cock strikes him ( yet again ) directly on his swollen, sensitive prostate; the entire time that his stepsister’s boyfriend had been fucking his ass he’d been zeroed in on the sensitive stretch of flesh, and that coupled with the size and length of Eren’s cock made Armin lose his mind to the feeling of the other man completely rearranging his poor, abused insides. 

When he’d started cleaning his apartment that morning, this was not what he’d been expecting.

He lets out a sudden cry when he finally cums from all the stimulation, filling Y/N’s pussy with it and making her groan and let her head fall back on Armin’s pillows. The aforementioned blond goes limp, his vision hazy and his skin prickly with overstimulation and his hole clenching around Eren. 

Eren’s grip on his hips tightens exponentially as he gets closer and closer to cumming, and he glances up to see the blissed out face of his girlfriend and the fucked out one of her little stepbrother, who Eren had known had had a life-long crush on them both. Eren almost felt bad for taking advantage of him like this, but what could he say? This was different than Y/N fucking Jean or him fucking Jean every weekend ( the horsefaced fucker was borderline obsessed with both of them and had crushes on them for ages anyway, and Eren could willingly admit that he was at least a little bit attractive, so Eren had been fine with it when Y/N had asked ), this was Armin — they’d only ever get to do this once, and now was the best time since Eren had proposed last weekend anyway, they’d be a married couple soon. While Eren enjoyed their romps outside of their relationship, he much preferred keeping to his own girlfriend for good rather than keeping them up. 

With a pointed grunt sent his girlfriend’s way, he leans down close to her, pressing Armin almost flat so his lips can meet Y/N’s. Y/N and Eren kiss feverishly with a whimpering Armin tightly sandwiched between them, cum leaking from Y/N’s hole where Armin had cum, and more cum smears between their bodies when one extra brutal thrust pulls Armin’s sensitive cock from her depths to slap wetly against her stomach. The blond lets out a shaky sob as the cool air practically attacks his spent cock, and with a loud roar that’s muffled by Y/N’s mouth and several shakily whispers of, “I love you!” from Eren, the man cums hard, his seed flooding Armin’s ass and making the man whine at the feeling of sudden warmth filling his insides. 

Eren’s pulling out not even a full thirty seconds after cumming, and he ignores the way his cock begins twinging with his own overstimulation; he wasn’t in a relationship with Armin, he was in a relationship with Y/N, so he had no reason to let the blond cockwarm him. That being said, he does fish the plug he’d brought with him out from his back jeans pocket and press into into Armin’s puffy, swollen red hole; he may not be keeping the blond full with his cock, but he’d be damned if the little smartass was going to waste the cum he’d pumped him full of. 

Armin’s unconscious when Eren carefully ( though also carelessly ) pulls him off of Y/N, and he walks with her to Armin’s bathroom before sitting her on the toilet and carefully beginning to clean her up with a warm washcloth and gentle hands. Her own comb through it long, soft hair affectionately, and he smiles up at her with nothing short of pure love shining in his eyes. She smiles down back at him, and he finishes cleaning her up before walking her to the living room. They both glance into Armin’s bedroom to see that he’s still unconscious, and Eren kisses Y/N on the lips three times in quick succession while whispering, “I’m gonna go grab us something to eat — should I get him something too?”

“Yeah, he’ll be hungry,” she murmurs, letting him drape himself over her front like a big, limp bear. She could feel him tracing shapes across the expanse of her back, and could hear him mumble something, but she didn’t know what exactly. “Hmm?”

Eren shifts nervously. “Love you,” he says pointedly, and she smiles softly to herself. He always got this way when they had a fling, even when on the weekends when they slept with Jean; he always needed to let her know that she was his only love, almost as if he didn’t know that she knew already. 

Regardless, his habits of repeating how he loved her and his sudden increase in clinginess never failed to make her smile. 

“I know,” she whispers, running her hand up the length of his shoulders and neck so she can cup his face in one hand while bringing it down to gently ghost her lips across his. She presses their foreheads together, their noses pressing against one another as well, and says, “I love you too, Eren.”

As usual, he melts. 

They stay like that for a while, simply basking in the feeling of holding each other, before he finally disentangles himself to get the food he’d mentioned several minutes before. Y/N busies herself with making a pot of coffee in the kitchen since Eren enjoyed drinking coffee with most meals, regardless of the time of day ( Mr. Ackerman had even bought a specialty coffee machine for the breakroom on Eren’s birthday two years ago just for him before telling the rest of staff they could have tea and that ‘the machine was Yeager’s’; the raven haired man had also turned a color similar to that of a strawberry when Y/N had kissed both of his cheeks fondly after watching Eren’s eyes light up excitedly, and his tall blond boyfriend had chuckled at the sight ). 

As Y/N sips at Eren’s cup of coffee as she always did, Armin stumbles into the kitchen. By this time he’d slept for over an hour, and Y/N quietly wondered if he’d even noticed the blue plug that Eren had shoved up his ass or if he was still too sore to notice much of anything. 

“Eren ran out to grab us all something to eat,” she explains before he even asks, “He knows well that people tend to get hungry after times like that.”

Armin blushes, rubs at his eyes, and nods before his eyes lock on Y/N’s hand and widen in shock. He swallows hard and fights back sudden tears that he’d not expected after waking up so pleasantly used like he’d dreamed about for years. The sparkling diamond ring on her finger seems to mock him, and he looks up at her questioningly. 

Y/N sees the look on his face ( but not the look in his eyes ) and smiles over Eren’s mug of coffee.  “He proposed last weekend when he took me on that picnic beneath our tree,” she says, looking down at the ring on her hand with warm eyes. “He says we’re gonna move to the inner ring for when he works in Paradis Memorial — he’s already put the downpayment on a house for us, two floors and a basement, three beds, and four baths. It has a big, big yard, and we’re gonna paint a pretty mailbox of our own; he’s even gotten some new furniture for us,” she sighs, her smile fond and her eyes dreamy. “This is it for us, Armin — me ‘nd Eren, we’re making it in the world together, just like we’ve always wanted.” And as Eren re-enters Armin’s apartment, Armin’s heart cracks — because if they were moving so far away and so up in the world so soon in the future, after all that had just happened, what time could they possibly ever have for him? Armin couldn’t possibly afford to follow his stepsister to the inner ring, there was no way, so he would just… be left behind? Even after what they’d done together?

Yes, that’s definitely what would happen, because looking at the two of them pressed so close to one another and clearly so in love, Armin refused to break that picture apart — just like he’d done for the past eight years. 

𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫, 𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟐𝟑 ; 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 © { 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 } 𝐛𝐲 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐀. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭.

#eren yeager x reader #eren jaeger x reader #armin arlert x reader #armin arlet x reader #attack on titan x reader #shingeki no kyojin x reader #erne yeager x you #eren jaeger x you #armin arlert x you #armin arlet x you #attack on titan x you #shingeki no kyojin x you #kinktober22.neptune #deep ocean.🦑

[14thcommander]

𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐳𝐨𝐞

untitled drabble: fingering, praise, dirty talk, canon, soft!hange.

cosmic love: domestic vibes, established relationship, dirty talk, oral sex, implied squirting, sub/dom undertones, top!hange, bottom!reader

𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫

untitled drabble: cheating, heavy angst, hurt no comfort, heartbreak, eren is a shitty boyfriend, no happy ending.

#aot masterlist #aot smut #aot fics

[spookyxcupid]

𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 !

𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 !

-> nothing here yet!

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 !

-> nothing here yet!

𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 !

-> nothing here yet!

#spookyxcupid

[bachibabe]

𝐚𝐨𝐭 !! ˙ᵕ˙

𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐭

— fics

⁀➷ nothing here yet!

— drabbles

⁀➷ nothing here yet!

𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫

— fics

⁀➷ nothing here yet!

— drabbles

⁀➷ nothing here yet!

𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧

— fics

⁀➷ nothing here yet!

— drabbles

⁀➷ ⊹ 400 → sfw, comfort after the war

#aot

[ao3feed-eremin]

— 𝐢-𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢’𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤! ; 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐭.

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/BLMuHUo

by 4izawas

when the two of you had first heard him calling your name while eren fucked you senseless you thought it would be fun to take armin for a quick little ride…

Words: 6433, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Characters: Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Reader, Levi Ackerman, Special Operations Squad | Squad Levi, Erwin Smith

Relationships: Armin Arlert/Eren Yeager, Eren Yeager/Reader, Armin Arlert/Reader

Additional Tags: Step-Sibling Incest, Dubious Consent, stuckage, Step-Brother Armin Arlert, Virgin Armin Arlert, Boyfriend Eren Yeager, Cunnilingus, Rimming, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Threesome - F/M/M, Butt Plugs, Begging, First Kiss, Established Relationship, Emotional Manipulation, Sexual Coercion, Mommy Kink, Daddy Kink

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/BLMuHUo

#eremin #ao3feed #fanfic #eren jaeger x armin arlert #armin arlert x eren jaeger

[honeyyjems]

✯ 𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖛𝖊𝖞 𝖈𝖔𝖗𝖕𝖘 ✯

𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧

sfw + nsfw headcanons ➣ (fem!reader)

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last update: 04/09/2022

#survey corps masterlist #just organizing

[myarlert]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐔𝐁 + 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫

the hotel has a hot tub, and lucky for you two, there’s nobody around. oh, and there’s only one bed.

— cw; language, kinda boring in the beginning tbh, but you might think different. smut; public sex, some making out, dry humping, unprotected sex [pls practice safe sex], use of ‘baby’, little bit of degradation, mild cervix fucking, creampie

— wc; 2,505 aka the most i’ve written in a LONG TIME so fucking ENJOY

minors do not interact

arriving at the hotel later than predicted, due to that flat you had on the freeway. eren had instructed you to stay in the car, it was to dangerous to get out he said. after it was all fixed up, you two were on your way again. it was a group of you traveling for vacation, armin was with mikasa, jean was with annie, and connie was riding with reiner. but you two were the last to arrive.

it was a little windy out, maybe about sixty degrees. a little chilly, too much so to have the windows down. of course, eren had to argue with you about that. ‘you know i get overheated easily,’ he’d say, having you roll your eyes. just wanting to get out of the car quicker, sick of him being a stinker, you put in your headphones and blast some music. the first song that came on was terrible lie by nine inch nails, so naturally you cranked it up.

—

as soon as he pulled into the parking lot of the hotel, you peered out the window at the multi-story building, glancing around to see a fenced off pool area, dog park and smoking area. this is exactly why you brought a swim suit on such a cold trip, the hot tubs.

‘eren just find a fucking parking spot already.’ you say, grabbing your purse, ready to hop the fuck outta the car. he takes a deep breath and parks, letting you get out to get your backpack. quickly walking into the building, you were greeted by a warm smile from jean. waving at him you stand behind him in line, waiting to check in and receive your room key.

‘hi! i have a room reserved, it’s under the name eren yeager, yeah. thank you!’ you say. it’s crazy how slow it seems to feel while you wait for them to get the key ready, it’s like you immediately have to go pee and can’t wait. and you didn’t have to go before, it’s just one of those things, like right when you get comfortable in bed and bam. when you get your room key, you hear the lobby doors slide open, seeing eren standing there with a bag in his hand and a backpack thrown over his shoulder. he gazes at you as you flash him the room key, gesturing for him to follow you.

he picks up his pace in order to keep up with you into the elevator. ‘so what floor are we on?’ he asks, shifting the backpack on his shoulder up more so it would stop threatening to slide off. ‘fifth.’ you replied, ‘i asked the others and i guess we got the highest, they are all on the first floor. the lady said this was the last room available.’ he nods.

once the door opens and you find your way to the room, you tap the key against the lock and it flashes a green light. opening the door your shoulders drop. one bed? and a fucking twin? no couch either.

‘you’ve got to be shitting me.’ you sound defeated as eren pushes past you into the room, setting his bags on the small desk beside the tv stand. ‘i’m going back down, this is ridiculous.’ you set your things down but throw your purse over your body. he snorts and crosses his arms over his chest.

‘hey wait, didn’t you say she said this was the last room available? we can make it work, don’t you?’ your jaw dropped and you gave him a ‘are you serious’ look. ‘eren this is a twin size bed. i don’t want to sleep that close to you.’ he makes a fake pained gesture and chuckles again. ‘it isn’t the worst thing in the world y/n. deal with it. if it makes you feel any better, i can sleep on the floor.’ ‘eren don’t be dumb. hotel floors are fucking disgusting. we’ll just.. have to fit i guess. but anyways, i’m going to take a shower and head to the hot tub. i need to get this car ride gunk off me.’

—

shit. you were so tired that your backpack was still out on the bed, and with the small body towels they leave in the bathroom, there is no way you can get it.

‘uh, eren? you out there?’ you call out, hearing the bed squeak a little and some footsteps there’s a soft knock on the door. ‘you good?’

‘yeah can you just- can you get my bag for me?’ rubbing your eyes, getting a little water in them you hear another knock on the door. opening it slightly you see his hand enter with your purse. ‘not that one, my backpack please. i need my bathing suit.’ he clears his throat and returns with just your bathing suit. the strings of your top wrapped around his fingers. not looking at his hands very often, you get distracted by the pretty veins that adorn the top of his hand. before you could grab it or even come back to reality, you can hear him clear his throat again. ‘you gonna take it? i’m heading down there too, i’ll just change out here. i’ll meet you down there, yeah?’ you give him a short response and close the door again. thoughts rush into your head, how he would pull the shit up over his head.. the muscles on his back..

fuck. you cant reach the other string on this top, keeps slipping. dropping your shoulders and turning around, you call out to eren again who promptly knocks on the door again, letting you know he was still in the room.

‘can you tie this for me? the doors unlocked, you can come in.’ you turn your back to the door, hearing it open and close behind him. he didn’t need to close it, but he did. you feel his warm touch on your shoulders, ‘i’m right here, don’t punch me.’ you smile and hand him the strings. he definitely catches sight of your side boob, his own lips twisting into a smirk and he lets his fingertips ‘accidentally’ brush against your back a few times. you didn’t hate him, you see, you were just nervous around him and it made you seem that way. you’ve never hated him. and he knows that, he knows what he fucking does to you. he can see the goosebumps creep onto your skin.

‘all done. it’s a nice bikini by the way, cool color.’ he gives you a dorky thumbs up as you turn around, throwing on a t-shirt that wasn’t quite long enough. ‘damn it.’ you whispered to yourself, trying to tug it down to at least cover your rear. ‘want mine? i’ll give you a clean one.’

—

finally stepping down into the hot water, your senses immediately get foggy. happy, bliss, comfort were running through your system. taking a seat on the bench beneath the bubbles, you rest your head back against the edge of the tub. hearing eren get in as well, you try your best to hold back a smile but it definitely shows.

‘why are you smiling? is there a rip in my trunks?’ now you laugh a little, opening your eyes to see him sitting much closer than you thought he was. his thigh brushing against yours softly, again giving you chills. ‘no, i’m just happy. warm. these are so relaxing.’ you moan when you feel a jet right in the middle of your back turn on. opening your eyes wide as you realize the noise you just made, turning to eren to see him gazing down at you with his eyes hooded. such a sultry look for him. his hair was pulled back into a loose bun, the tips getting wet from the water and water vapor. he looked like a god, you couldn’t deny it. the next thing he says however, definitely catches you off guard.

‘feels good?’ the smirk on his lips is taunting almost. he lets his hand slide onto your thigh, giving it a firm squeeze. you would be absolutely lying if you said he didn’t turn you on. he definitely did. you nod, the tips of your hair touching the water, getting wet. you watch as his gaze pans from your eyes, to your tits, into the water at your thighs and back up. he looks around for a brief moment, then back at you, squeezing your thigh once again. ‘do you wanna do something crazy?’

‘uhh define crazy?’ you say, furrowing your brows as he dips his head down to yours, the hand that was on your thigh now lifting your chin up slightly. the burn from the hot water now lingering on your chin. his lips are soft and warm, tasting a little like the strawberry lemonade he had been drinking earlier. it takes you off guard however when his teeth gently nip at your bottom lip, then feeling his tongue grazing over it just a second later. he was so intoxicating.

‘mhm, wanna do something crazy eren, please..’ he chuckles against your lips, the vibrations tickling yours. he grips harder at your thighs, gesturing for you to straddle his hips. as you do, he gently but needlingly grinds your hips down against his, letting you feel just how hard he was getting beneath his trunks. smiling into the kiss, ‘and i thought it was just me that was super fucking horny.’ grinding down on your own now, getting quicker and quicker. ‘pull them to the side baby, yeah?’ he pulls away and messes with the string on the back of your top. not taking it off, but just wrapping his fingers around the strings like earlier. ‘won’t someone see us ‘ren? what if someone comes out?’ you stop your movements and feel his cock under you. ‘would you rather go to the twin size bed? or would you rather me slide my cock in that little pussy here, where it would look oh so inconspicuous. like you were just sitting on my lap. kissing me. hm?

fuck he was persuasive. you wrap a hand around his neck and lift your hips a little, allowing for him to slip himself out of his trunks and slide your bottoms to the side. a gasp falls from your lips as you feel his wet tip brushing against your clit, running up and down between your lips. ‘j-just put it in already ‘ren.’ your eyes nervously scanned the pool area, not seeing any security cameras in sight nor people inside the building near the exit. you feel his warm, wet hands on your hips, pushing you down so lightly, letting his cock fill you up. his head rolls back and you watch as his eyebrows furrow at the feeling, mouth hanging open.

‘s-shit you feel so fucking good baby, oohhfff-’ he grunts as you start to slowly bounce, not wanting to seem completely obvious about what you were doing in the hotels hot tub. ‘n-no, don’t go any faster, go slow. let it bubble inside okay? want this to last..’ he groans again, one hand traveling up your spine, letting it rest at the back of your neck, his other hand resting on your hip, squeezing tightly every now and then. you can feel every inch of him moving in and out of you.

he chuckles as you whine, wanting to go faster but his hand stops you from doing so. ‘will me rubbing that little clit help you baby? you wanna cum that bad? oh.. you’re so naughty for riding me in public like this.. so fucking sexy baby.’ his lips are parted yet meet yours in a heated, breathless kiss as his thumb presses against you, rubbing little circles against your clit, causing you to break the kiss and whine. the pleasure is so blinding it has you losing complete control of your hips, sinking all the way down onto him. almost painfully so, the way his cock kisses your cervix.

you feel his lips brush your ear, wrapping an arm around your waist, using the other hand to brush some hair out of your face. ‘be quiet for me and i’ll make you cum.’ you desperately nod as he angles you in a way that you’re just above him, and he begins fucking himself up into you. biting you lip to hold in the desperate moans you want to let tumble out because you are so fucking close to the edge it isn’t even funny. ‘oh yes baby, FUCK. can feel you getting more tense.. you gonna cum f’ me baby?’ he growls. his right hand is now caressing your cheek, his thumb brushing it softly. it is such a sharp contrast between that and the way his cock is quite literally balls deep inside you.

your hands desperately find purchase on the backs of his shoulders and neck, ‘e-eren, eren, EREN,’ as you cum around his cock, soaking it in your slick. your voice sounds like fucking liquid, molten gold to him, an actual symphony and hearing you moan his name like that has him cumming. his grip on your waist is piercing, but hearing his broken, strangled noises as he tries his hardest to subdue them added in with the feeling of his cum pumping into you, rope after warm rope catapults you into another more intense orgasm. ‘h-holy shit.. did you finish twice baby?’ he grunts, tossing his head back letting out a deep breath as he rubs your hips with his hot hands.

your nails scratch lightly at his shoulder blades, eyes closed while you take some breaths through your nose to try to calm yourself. you nod into his neck and laugh. he chuckles as well, shifting upwards a little to slip out of you, allowing you to quickly put your bikini to normal and for him to pull his trunks back up. ‘fuck.. did you see all that cum? shit baby.. took me so fucking well.’ he kisses your forehead and you giggle, jokingly saying, ‘yeah i felt it too.’

‘so since you came twice.. how’s about we go back up to the room, eat a bit of food, drink some water and then go for round two?’ he helps you out of the hot tub while speaking, watching as your knees gently wobble when standing up, smirking to himself at the achievement. ‘i think that sounds good, really thirsty.’

—

and halfway through eating eren gets a phone call from jean, and upon answering it you can hear jean singing loudly through it, ‘Y/N AND EREN FUCKIN IN THE HOT TUB..’

tagging @pocks-waifu @paradisdementor

#yeah i uh popped off or whatever #my writing #eren yeager smut #eren jeager smut #aot smut #smut #snk smut #attack on titan smut

[apollostears]

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔; 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫₀︎₁︎

ღ︎ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝

ღ︎ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 + 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 + 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 + 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

ღ︎ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

「︎ 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 + 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 」︎

“SEEMS LIKE YEAGER’S PULLING HIS PUNCHES.” Jean spoke lowly against the thundering crowd around them, observing the lack of power behind Eren’s punches toward his opponent.

Y/n was a bit surprised that the hockey player was able to catch such a detail in such a high powered fight. But she did share his thoughts; Eren was off his game tonight. And from his spot in the corner, Levi Ackerman was heated as he called for a timeout from the ref.

“Armin, what the hell is wrong with him?” Ymir asked, asking the question they all wanted to know.

Armin shook his head, knowing better than to assume his friends wouldn’t be curious as to why Eren was performing so badly. “Remember Rika?”

They all nodded their heads, vaguely remembering Eren’s latest arm candy. Y/n didn’t care for her as she was rude and clearly trying to get all up in their business just to have something to run her mouth about.

“Yeah. Where’s she at, by the way?” Asked Connie, speaking from his spot next to Sasha, stealing popcorn from her.

From the look on his face, Y/n guessed it had something to do with her. “She got pregnant and told Eren about it after she had gotten an abortion. He’s a little bit distraught, to say the least.”

It was silent between the group of friends as the bell rung and the match resumed with Eren coming back, slightly more energized than before. Neither of them knew what to say. Abortion was something they weren’t familiar with and it was safe to say that Eren definitely wasn’t either.

“Damn.” Y/n muttered, both in response to the news about the almost baby and the sight of Eren getting knocked out in the second round of the match.

Gabby winced next to her, gripping Jean’s arm a little tighter. “That’s gotta fucking hurt.”

Y/n sucked her teeth, scoffing at the pitiful sight before her. “Yeah? Not as bad as the ass whooping he’s about to get from Coach Ackerman.” She began gathering her things as the ref confirmed the other guy as the winner. “I’ll be by the car. Don’t take forever.”

The Paradis University boxing gym was packed with students and outsiders, all itching to watch the match between Eren Yeager and Hanta Tadashi, two of the best boxers in the Shiganshina district. Eren should have won, he was easily the better one out of the two, even she would admit that. But that’s obviously what didn’t happen and she knew he’d make everyone miserable because of it.

A few minutes had passed before Jean, Gabby, and Mikasa had showed up to Jean’s car. “Connie said they were having a session at Ymirs’ after the fight. Did you want to go, Y/n?” Jean had asked, unlocking his car doors for them to get inside.

The sophomore shook her head, sliding into the backseat behind Gabby. “Nah. I got that presentation in the morning. Are y’all going?”

She knew Gabby would probably want to attend, having gas of her own that she was smoking before the match. Mikasa goes sometimes, but usually doesn’t prefer to be around all that smoke. And Jean went wherever his girlfriend went, Gabby practically having that man trained to her every move. And while Y/n had a presentation tomorrow, she wasn’t worried about it. She just didn’t want to be around Eren post-game. She never wanted to be around him, but he was always more aggressive whenever he lost a fight and she didn’t have the energy to deal with him.

“Nope. I don’t know why Connie is even planning to have a kickback when Eren just lost a match.” Gabby voiced Y/n’s thoughts, turning in her seat a bit to look at Mikasa, “Your brother’s a bitch sometimes.”

The swimmer rolled her eyes but didn’t deny her comment. “He’s just misunderstood.” Mikasa poorly defended her adoptive brother against Gabby’s truthful statement.

Y/n and Jean busted out laughing at that, only imagining how many times she’s had to use that excuse for his behavior. “And I bet Coach Levi is gonna beat that misunderstanding out of him.” Jean chuckled, rolling up to a stop sign and pausing, before turning.

“That Hanta guy was pretty good though. Isn’t he from Marley? Y/n, didn’t you say your cousin went there?” Gabby’s voice sounded muffled as she spoke with chips in her mouth.

Ah fuck. “Yeah, O goes there now. Doubt he knows him though, he’s over there on a basketball scholarship.” She hated bringing up her cousin because he goes to Marley University and both of the schools have a long standing hatred with one another.

That’s another reason why tonight was so important.

“Shit. Don’t let Eren find out, he’ll be pissed at you for sure.” Jean warned, foreseeing how Eren’s blind rage would play out.

Only the four people in that car knew what school Y/n’s cousin went to and that’s because they were there when he moved her into her dorm Freshman year.

Y/n sucked her teeth and leaned her head against the glass. “Ain’t nobody scared of that nigga. Fuck him.”

And she meant it. Fuck Eren Yeager.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄. 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫! 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠??? 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠!!!

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[s-sugustar]

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ synopsis: You could never be happy.

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ pairing: Modern! Eren Yeager x black! fem! reader

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ cw: death, angst

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ author's notes: took me about an hour to write this or less -. not proofread, oh and first fic since i’ve deleted everything from before .

I'm scared

Eren knew he was going to die soon. His health wasn't getting any better but he tried. No matter how much medication he took, or treatments he had, the cancer was not going away anytime soon.

He hated himself for not seeing the signs, not paying attention to how quickly he'd lose his breath or how he'd cough up blood once in a while. He always talked about how he wanted to die young and well, quite unfortunate but he got what he thought of constantly.

Eren knew you hated hospitals for a long time, even when you had a skating accident a couple of years back, they had to sedate you before taking you to the hospital because you fought with everything in you not to go.

The slow beeping of monitors or the scrubbed tiles that reeked of bleach just reminded you of death in some instance. Or maybe it was because it was the place your mother died when you were six. She had a heart problem, the doctors never stated what it was; all they did was kept it brief with you and your father.

You cried that day, the one person you had been extremely close with. The one you made cookies with every Saturday night to take to church on Sunday. The one who read you 'Princess and the Frog' every single night till you knew the story word for word. She was your rock, the one who shushed you when you fell and others had laughed but she, oh she told you that it was okay, and she kissed the bandage every single time.

In the back of my mind, you died

When Eren told you the news, everything around you slowed. The ticking of the old wall clock became slower, the hairs on the back of your neck raised and with the blink of an eye, you were back in the same hospital room when they covered your mother's dead body with a white cloth. Only this time, it wasn't your mother, but it was Eren.

When you got away from your thoughts, you looked back to him in fear and hurt. Seems like the universe wasn't on your side anymore, if at all. Although you barely cracked a smile towards him, you knew he could see past everything you had built up. "I'm sorry y/n."

Work was quiet when Eren wasn't around, and silence was something you didn't like. You saw Jean and Connie every day at work and you enjoyed their company, truly, but you felt as though something had been missing. You knew what it was but you refused to acknowledge it too. When you first visited him, it had been the 6th of November, outside was bright but chilly in contrast to how the room you were in felt.

You felt squeezed, hopeless and everything within the room was making you sick but you stayed, just for him. You saw how much paler he had gotten when he was first admitted, the bags under his eyes seemed to darken than before and well his breathing...he needed a mask wherever he went. He was in pain and there was nothing you could do about it, just like your mother.

It was inevitable but you knew he wouldn't be here much longer, so you stopped visiting him. Afraid that it may be the last time you'd see him. Although impractical, you thought it was best, especially after the last visit.

"The doctors said that there isn't much they can do now." He whispered, his head laid in your lap as you drew small shapes onto his shaven head, somewhat soothing the both of you as you heard the words that fell from his lips and his reaction to what he had said. You paused in your administrations causing Eren to look you full in the eyes, a distant look in his eyes. You stared at him, contemplating what to say but he had beat you to it.

"I wish we had more time together, just you and I. I wish things didn't end up this way because I know how scar-." You couldn't bear to hear the rest of what he had to say so you shut him up with a kiss. Sinking deep making him whine in desperation for more. After pulling away, Eren sat up before reaching under his pillow to hand you something, a letter to be exact. You looked at him in confusion before he answered, "I want you to open it the day after my funeral."

and I didn't even cry, not a single tear

The funeral was short or at least it had been for you. You couldn't bear to look at him lying peacefully in the casket, you just couldn't. You barely had anything left in you after you said what was laid on your heart to say. It was too much for you to handle, so much so that right after your speech, you walked out, not looking back as you headed to your car in tears.

You laughed on the way home, wasn't funny how gloomy and quiet outside had been? Some say that the earth could feel when we lost someone. Oh, the irony. The trees didn't sway from left to right nor did the sunshine. Quite the opposite you'd say. When you made it to your room, the first thing you did was glance at the letter that had been sitting on your desk since your last visit; the last time you saw him. You couldn't wait till tomorrow to open it so you took it out now.

I wonder what the letter said.

#eren yeager x black reader #eren jaeger #x black reader #eren angst #attack on titan x black reader #attack on titan angst #eren yeager x reader angst #— 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 ! #— 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓! #eren x black reader #eren x black y/n #black y/n #black reader #— 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ✧

[st4rbwrry]

𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 :･ﾟ♡

#eren’s visual in my eyes #☆. eren

[4izawas]

it’s that time of year again!! welcome to kinktober, hosted by a neppy near you hehe.

this year’s theme is multiple people. in every fic, there will be three or more people taking part in the fuckening, and no less!! since last year was fun writing just five fics, that’s what i’lm be doing this year as well — one a week then a fifth on halloween!! ( edit: plan changed to four ).

as always, this fic set will contain cursing and nsfw themes, and two will contain dark content. all characters are age twenty or older! all works contain a threesome or more. if any of these themes make you uncomfortable or you’re not 18+ years of age, click away now.

please block the tag kinktober22.neptune if you don’t want to read any entries.

— 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟑 ; 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐱 [ ♡ ] — 𝟑.𝟐𝟓𝐤.

𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 | 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐨, 𝐳𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐚, 𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐚.

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬— the nights had grown long and cold, and what better way to warm up after two weeks of hunting demons without a break than the four of you curling into one another next to the fire hidden by trees?

𝐭𝐰: canon noncompliant, long haired zenitsu, long haired tanjiro, long haired inosuke, demon slayer!reader, forest sex, polyamory, previously established relationship, biting, licking, kissing, mxm, fxm, fxmxmxm, hair pulling, begging, growling, competition play, domesticity mentions.

— 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐭𝐰𝐨, 𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟗 ; 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 [ ♡ ] — 𝟖.𝟎𝟒𝐤.

𝐢’𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 | 𝐳𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢, 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞.

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬— it had been a long time since the dragon king had seen a human so beautiful that they caught his eye, but two within a month? yes, zhongli had to consider himself more than lucky.

𝐭𝐰: dark content, kidnapping, dubcon, bondage, pet names ( pet ), dragon!zhongli, anal sex, vaginal sex, crying, biting, licking, wrestling ( sexual ), mild predator/prey play, scratching, mxm, mxf, fxmxm, slapping, blowjob, gagging, choking, cum swallowing, creampie, breeding kink, begging, pheromone aphrodisiacs, overstimulation, dragon cock!zhongli, mentions of rut season, mentions of egg laying, zhongli doesn’t know how human reproductive systems work, mentions of hibernation.

— 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞, 𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟏𝟕 ; 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐮𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 [ ♡ ] — 𝟏𝟎.𝟔𝟎𝐤.

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 ‘𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | 𝐤𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐣𝐢, 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨.

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬— stolen away from their home by invading barbarians, baji and chifuyu learn the hard way what it means to become the barbarian queen’s concubines.

𝐭𝐰: historical au, kidnapping, human trafficking, concubine!baji, concubine!chifuyu, fxf, pussy eating, fingering, mxm, mxmxf, double penetration ( vaginal ), threesome, kissing, biting, claiming, jealousy.

— 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫, 𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟐𝟑 ; 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐭 [ ♡ ] — 𝟔.𝟒𝟑𝐤.

𝐢-𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢’𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤!! | 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐭.

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬— when the two of you had first heard him calling your name while eren fucked you senseless you thought it would be fun to take armin for a quick little ride…

𝐭𝐰: dark content, stuckage, dubcon, oral sex ( fem receiving ), rimming, stepcest, threesome, stepcest, anal sex, crying, begging, kissing, fingering, anal plug, virgin!armin, boyfriend!eren.

𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 © { 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 } 𝐛𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭.

#kinktober22.neptune #kinktober #kinktober 2022 #content warnings are subject to change at any time before posting.

[amaranthinearmin]

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭༊*·˚

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nothing here yet!

•characters I write for: 

         𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫  𓆩♡𓆪

         𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐭  𓆩♡𓆪

         𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧  𓆩♡𓆪

         𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐝  𓆩♡𓆪

want another character of aot? ➳ request!

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐬:

-smut (w/consent: no rape, milf/dilf, abuse, huge age gap, etc)

-fluff

-angst

-etc

[will be updated soon]

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#aot #attackontitan #aotxreader #xreader #masterlist #smut #fluff #angst #romance #fantasy #attackontitanxreader #erensmut #arminarlert #arminxreader #arminarlertsmut #arminsmut #erenxreader #levixreader #levismut #porcoxreader #porcosmut

[bakugohoex]

- 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒

⤷ 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

skincare routine headcanon

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

bdsm headcanon (nsfw)

big cock headcanon (nsfw)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

manbun eren headcanon (nsfw)

ripping clothes headcanon (nsfw)

oral fixation (nsfw)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

jealous headcanon

cooking headcanon

making out in a car headcanon

skincare routine headcanon

riding jean in the air headcanon (nsfw)

lockdown baking headcanon

DILF headcanon (nsfw)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

professor headcanon (nsfw)

ripping clothes headcanon (nsfw)

skincare routine headcanon

tattoo artist headcanon

lockdown reading headcanon

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚 𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

boxer headcanon

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

food play headcanon (nsfw)

professional chef headcanon

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐝 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

metalhead headcanon

ripping clothes headcanon (nsfw)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐧 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

ripping clothes headcanon (nsfw)

skincare routine headcanon

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐳𝐞𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

voyeurism headcanon (nsfw)

⤷ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

oral sex (nsfw)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐤𝐞𝐢 𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

hard dom headcanon (nsfw)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐤𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐚 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

berating you headcanon

spit kink + corruption kink headcanons (nsfw)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐤𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

deep voice headcanon (nsfw)

cheer squad headcanon 

unprotected sex headcanon (nsfw)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐥𝐞𝐯 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐛𝐚 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

short s/o headcanon

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐬𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

ceo headcanon (nsfw)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐭𝐞𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐨 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

vibrator headcanon (nsfw)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐦𝐚 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

powerbottom headcanon (nsfw)

making you blush headcanon

voyeurism headcanon (nsfw)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐨𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

nipple sucking headcanon (nsfw)

picnic fingering headcanon (nsfw)

drinking cocktails with him headcanon

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐲𝐮 𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐲𝐚 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

dominant headcanon (nsfw)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐲𝐮𝐣𝐢 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

eating you out with a tongue piercing headcanon (nsfw)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

DILF headcanon (nsfw)

⤷ 𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

sugar daddy headcanons (nsfw)

⤷ 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐎 𝐍𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐄

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐚𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

titfucking (nsfw)

tit fixiation (nsfw)

lactation kink (nsfw) by 🍰 anon

anal (nsfw) by 🍰 anon

pro basketball player (nsfw)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐬𝐞𝐢𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

limo sex (nsfw)

widowed gold digger gets fucked by rich breeder (nsfw)  by 🍰 anon

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐢 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

dilf kagami (nsfw) by 🍰 anon

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐲𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

making pregnant reader orgasm (nsfw) by 🍰 anon

⤷ 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐀

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

period headcanon

virgin headcanon (nsfw)

lie ins headcanon

sleep talking headcanon

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐟𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐦𝐢 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

 nsfw headcanon

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐚 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

needy s/o headcanon (nsfw)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐢 𝐢𝐢𝐝𝐚 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

cheating with tensei (nsfw)

⤷ 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐨𝐤𝐚 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

general nsfw headcanons 

#masterlist #drabbles #attack on titan #haikyuu #my hero academia #aot #hq #mha #snk #haikyu #bnha #shingeki no kyoujin #boku no hero academia #attack on titan x reader #haikyuu x reader #my hero academia x reader #aot x reader #hq x reader #mha x reader

[nexzieicons]

𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐥 / 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧

#anime #manga edit #manga icons #manga #aot icons #attack on titan #aot eren #manga art #attack in titan eren #icons #manga panel #shingeki no kyojin