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diefxrguns · 1 year

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✯pairings- eren yeager x afab! reader

✯a/n- might have some mistakes, apologies in advance. do not tweak or steal my work. No posting it on tiktok without permission.

✯synopsis- eren yeager, your ex has a sick, unhealthy infatuation with a certain someone

✯c/w- smut, ( very disturbing), stalking, violence, drug use, alcohol use, kidnapping,non consensual touching(sexual) drugging, mental abuse, ect. If you're not comfortable don't read.

"lock me in your chains".✧

The last thing you remember was his eyes, so verdant and piercing.

The cannabis in your system making you see things. The world seemed to be spinning as you gripped onto the leather seat tightly.

The moving car did not help the feeling at all, and all you could manage to see was a man driving. His long hair falling past his broad shoulders.

His hands gripping the steering wheel, driving at a some-what fast pace.

You just wanted to go home, but you weren't in control of your thoughts at all.

You began laughing uncontrollably, the man driving payed not an ounce of attention to your foolery.

His eyes remaining on the road, he occasionally looking into the rearview mirror,his eyes meeting yours.

He looked familiar, but you couldn't identify him, but you felt safe. You felt protected...

earlier that night...

" C'mon Y/N, another drink."

" You only live once"

You swallowed the harsh liquor, that burned your thought as cheers could be heard throughout the room.

Of course Sasha dragged you to another frat party. Fuck. How you hated them.

It wasn't because of the people there, it was more of the fact that you'd get befuddled from the amount of rum, beer and wine in your system- Along with shots that Sasha and Hitch always forced you to take.

In this case, you were already on your 5th shot of Tequila mixed with God knows what.

" I, I don't.. I don't feel so great" you said clinging onto the girl next to you.

" Y/N, what have I told you about drinking to much" the familiar voice said.

" You have an incredibly terrible tolerance to alcohol, you know that"

The girl dragged you towards the bathroom, as music and cheering could be heard .

Your vision becoming blurry.

" Sit down" she said as she turned the tap on, wetting a cloth under the cold water. You sat on the toilet seat, with your head hung low, and your hair infront of your face.

She knelt down to your level, wiping your face- ever so slightly with the cold material.

" Oh my, I think it's time for you to go home". She said

To intoxicated to respond- you just nodded your head slightly. This was strange, because you only had two beers and five shots- yes you have a bad tolerance to any kind of alcohol, granted. But this was a bit weird because beer doesn't make you that drunk. And the shots were just tequila, you were wasted- like absolutely. On the verge of throwing up.

It wasn't normal at all.

As soon as the woman dragged you out the bathroom, your body fell into the arms of another. By the scent of the person you could tell it was a man.

" I'll take her from here, it's time we get her home" he said in a low voice, that was certainly recognizable .

" A..Are you sure, because-"

" Yes I'm positive Nanaba, she'll be safe "

Now that the car was parked, in a garage. The man opened your door and dragged you out of his car. Slamming the door shut.

He tossed you over his shoulder.

Taking you inside.

Your hallucinations got worse, bright colours and shining lights is all you saw. But due to the drugs it wasn't really there.

Things got darker from there...

I've been watching her for the longest time now, and ever since she started dating that dick. I've been feeling so angered, so hostile and furious.

"All I want is her, nobody else."

Your eyes opened to see the man sitting on a chair, infront of the bed you were placed on.

The drugs weren't completely out of your system yet. So the room was spinning.

When you tried to get up, your body ached. And so did your head.

And your hands were bound to the bed, with thick metal chains. Making your wrists pain.

The chains were tied so tight that your hands went numb.

" I'm sorry Y/N"

". I'm sorry for treating you badly I'm sorry for letting you go"

He said, quietly. But loud enough for you to hear.

The room was quiet and dark, but you knew the sound of his voice. He was so familiar.

He stood up and poured himself a drink, you couldn't tell what it was because of the lack of light in the room.

He sat back down, his eyes on you this time.

" Wh..what's going on, please I just want to go home"

You said, managing to form words and construct a sentence despite you being high as a kite.

He stood up and sat on the bed, not far from your body

" My love, please. I'm begging. I'm begging you to come back"

You just got more confused everytime this guy opened his mouth. Who the fuck is this guy? You thought to yourself.

" They'll figure out you're missing soon, and eventually come for me"

"You need to be mine again, this is the last time I'm asking nicely Y/N"

He touched your cheek with his palm, and you noticed he wore a black baseball cap with a black shirt.

His hands were cold but his touch was so familiar.

" Please, who are you. Just tell me" you asked him. Your throat dry from the lack of liquid in your system

His hands made their way to your breasts, fondling them slightly.

You were to weak to do anything but you liked it

" Answer my question" you said, your eyes tearing up. Not from pain, guilt or embarrassment. It was because you knew who he was, or you had an idea

He removed his shirt, revealing his tattoos and scars. Upon his toned chest was a large scar with what looked like words on them. The scar was fresh, and red.

As soon as he got closer the words on his chest were as clear as day.

Your name, carved on his chest.

It made you sick, sick to your stomach. Who would ever do such a thing...

And then it hit you, it hit you all at once. You loved a man not so long ago. He loved you too, but he always loved you more.

Apart of you wasn't sure if it was love, or something else. Maybe a mere obsession that drove the man onto pure insanity.

He would get so jealous and angry over you just talking to another male.

He'd even hit you across the face.

He was possessive and cruel. He gave you no room to love or improve yourself.

So when you packed your bags and went to go live with another man, you gradually forgot about him.

But here he was...

Eren. Your ex boyfriend, you dated for two years but it's been five since you left him.

You thought you ran away and escaped him. This was all so confusing.

" When I tell you I've been worried sick Y/N. I've been up at night, thinking, dreaming of you and your body. "

"I missed you, I missed you so much,so I drugged you and brought you here, everyday I think of you. And when I found you I couldn't control myself"

He crawled on the bed ripping your dress off, revealing your lacey- black bralette and your panties.

A small gasp left his lips as he stared at you with lustful eyes.

To tell the truth, you missed him to. Nobody could ever love you like Eren. No man could ever touch you like he could.

You wanted Eren, you craved him.

Everytime your new boyfriend fucked you, you wished it was Eren. And as terrified as you were, you wanted Eren back.

" Eren... Please"

You said as a small moan fell from your parted lips

A sick laugh escaped from the man on top of you, it was loud and sounded evil.

His hands running through his long hair, gripping it as he laughed more.

Oh how Eren let himself fall into disarray. He's so fucking insane it's not even funny.

He wants you, he wants you so fucking bad.

He kissed your lips passionately, cupping your small face with his hands. He inserted his tongue into your mouth as you moaned into the kiss.

He played with your breasts, squeezing them and massaging them. Making you moan gently.

After some time, his hand made its way to your underwear, rubbing circles around your clit softly.

You were so horny for your ex boyfriend. If your current man found out, he would kill Eren. You knew that, and Eren would kill him first.

Eren pulled his boxers down only to reveal his hard cock, leaking with pre-cum

The poor man hasn't fucked anything in almost five years. He needed this. Fuck- you needed this.

He fucked you at a fast pace, making you moan and cream all over him. Again and again and again. It's almost like you came every ten minutes.

One thing about Yeager, is his stamina is godly. He could go for hours.

And when it was all over, he removed the heavy chains form your wrists.

Blood gushing from them as bruises could be seen.

He fetched you a towel to wipe the blood and a glass of water to clench your thirst.

" If your new man comes back I'll fucking kill him, I'll fucking do it." Eren said with venom in his voice

After all this time, Eren still loved you. Yes he was fucked in the head.

But truthfully, in his world. There was no one above you...

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megumimania · 1 year

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cold brews and finals week blues

eren x fem! reader

synopsis: it seems like the dreaded finals week blues has gotten to you, but luckily eren is here to help you get out of it.

a/n: was in an eren mood so i decided to write him, i miss my man 😔

“its the third time she’s come in this week, what’s her deal?” sasha asked whilst changing the coffee filter.

“maybe because it’s literally finals week dumbass, everyone is stressed as fuck and studying till their hands fall off.” jean replied, walking over to wipe down a nearby table.

“and everyone knows trost library is the worst place to be right now, everyone is on edge it’s almost unnerving, do you not remember coffee gate last year?” armin chimed in ,”i almost thought we were about to witness a murder.”

“but if someone spilled coffee on my laptop that contained my essay that made up 30% of my final grade, i’d go psycho too.” jean added to which armin agreed.

eren didn’t get why you kept coming back here, not that he was complaining, it was refreshing to see someone his age that wasn’t one of his three coworkers but the coffee was average at best, the wifi was abysmal, it was a miracle if you were able to load a document in less than five minutes and the aged interior of the cafe was enough to make you feel you were trapped in time, which probably explained why the café was a hit with the older people, but even then business was slow as ever.

the conversation droned on as eren's gaze kept moving back to you hunched over your laptop, your eyebrows becoming increasingly furrowed as you struggled to grasp the material. in frustration you let out a sigh and slammed your laptop shut and stormed out of the cafe in a huff, leaving your stuff behind.

a quick glance over at your table and eren realised that you were in his psychology class with professor ackerman, who was notorious for over complicating simple topics and for creating the most hardest tests known to man, with it being a miracle if you managed to scrape by with a C in his class.

not wanting to pry any further, he returned back to work, serving one of his regulars when he heard the rumble of thunder outside that was accompanied with the harsh sounds of the rain battering against the windowpane. he was growing increasingly concerned, almost ten minutes elapsed since you’ve been gone, not that he was keeping track of course.

with the customer leaving and his co workers already heading out, eren decided to close shop early today, leaving the door unlocked just in case you came back. to keep himself busy, eren alternated between sweeping floors and waiting for you to return. he didn’t know why he was making such a large effort for you, but after seeing you in such a panicked state the least he could do is offer a helping hand.

the shop bell rang for the second time that day as you stepped in, the rain leaving you drenched and shivering. eren's gaze fell onto you as he closed the door behind you, handing you a spare hoodie from the break room along with his notes for the psych final, placing them on the table behind him.

"thank you." you muttered quietly, pulling his hoodie over your shirt, it smelt faintly of fresh linen which brought you an unusual sense of comfort.

"you alright?" he asked, with a genuine expression of worry on his face.

“well…i have my psych final in 72 hours and i barely understand anything, my roommate is a complete asshole and im running on three hours of sleep.” you replied in a somewhat even tone, repeatedly blinking so that he wouldn’t notice the incoming stream of tears that created a glossy sheen on your eyes.

“I can help you study for your psych final, just tell me what you need help with.” he replied coolly, cracking a smile as an attempt to make you feel better. “but we can’t do all this on an empty stomach though, is pizza alright with you?” he asked turning around to face you, his gaze being enough to set your skin on fire.

when the pizza arrived, you and eren went back and forth on who was going to pay but eventually he won. you watched him with a small scowl on your face as he paid and tipped the delivery boy extra. he faced you with a subtle shit eating grin.

"i could've paid for it." you grumbled whilst getting a slice of pizza."i know." eren replied “it’s my way of saying thanks.” you looked at him in confusion, “thanks for what?”

“well for one, it’s not everyday i end up helping a pretty girl study for her finals, usually closing is the most quietest part of my day.” he replied looking away briefly

you were not going to mention how he called you pretty, given that his flustered expression said enough also you were still processing the compliment, not that you weren’t a stranger to a few compliments here and there, but while those were fleeting, eren’s compliment stuck. creating a surge of butterflies in your stomach.

you both sat in silence, finishing the remains of your food. bored of the silence, you turned to eren asking him, “what do you do in your free time other than school and work?”

“I teach karate to kids on weekends.” he replied, looking up at you. “are you any good at it?” you said with a teasing lilt to your voice.

“my trophies and medals hanging up in my room at home says otherwise.” he chuckled before adding, “if you don’t believe me you are more than welcome to come down to the dojo to watch me train.��

“okay sure.” you said calmly trying not to think about how fast your heart was racing. you turned to look outside. the rain eased up leaving nothing but dark clouds as a reminder of it’s looming presence, it was getting late and you wanted to get back to your dorm before it got dark.

“I should get going, its getting late.” you said, finally getting up from your seat. “let me drive you home, i can’t let you walk by yourself this late.” eren said as he grabbed his keys and his jacket before closing the door behind him.

you both got into the car as eren began driving, you turned on a random radio station, trying to fill the endless vacuum of silence. eren was too focused on driving that you took this opportunity to observe his features, from his shiny brown locks, his intoxicating green eyes, to the light freckles that dusted his face.

you felt your face getting hot at the sight of him. suddenly it was too stuffy in the car, you rolled down the window to get some fresh air. eren looked over at you in confusion but you reassured him that you were okay.

after arriving at the university’s parking lot, you got out of his car thanking him for the ride. eren didn’t leave until you reached home safely.

the day of the psych final arrived, you got into class early to do some last minute revision. you spotted eren at the back with his headphones on, looking concentrated as ever while glossing over his notes.

not wanting to disrupt his flow, you chose to sit a couple rows in front of him. you opened your laptop going through your notes and flashcards as you tried to remember the information. you were shitting yourself to say the least, even though the impromptu study session with eren helped a lot, you were scared of failure.

“y/n!” eren whisper shouted, trying to grab your attention. “yes?” you snapped at the voice in frustration, before realising it was eren, “im sorry, i didnt mean—”

“mean what, ms l/n?” professor ackerman interjected, his tone sharp as ever. “you and mr. jaeger know that once you step into this hall, it is strictly exam conditions. luckily you’ve caught me on one of my good days, so i won’t go to the trouble of disqualifying you both from this exam but don’t let this happen again.”

“sorry professor,” you both replied in unison.

you waited for the rest of the students to fill in, as you mentally began to prepare yourself for this test, with a sound of a paper being placed on your desk snapping you out of it. looking around, you spotted eren who gave you a thumbs up, wishing you good luck, you returned it and looked back at your paper with your pen in your slightly trembling hand.

surprisingly, the test wasn’t that difficult, you managed to get over your nerves and finish the paper within the time with the confidence that you answered each question as best as you can. the rest of it was out of your hands.

“time’s up, please stop writing.” professor ackerman announced further adding, “please leave your paper on my desk in an orderly fashion, you are dismissed.” you left the classroom in a somewhat better mood, now that the biggest thing in your life was over. you headed out on the courtyard, sitting under the large oak tree, basking in the suns rays.

eren spotted you by the oak tree, leaving armin and mikasa to continue their conversation. eren thought you looked like you just stepped out of a painting, the way the sun illuminated your perfect features.

“hey, can i join you?” he asked squinting his eyes from the sun, so that he could see you better.

“yeah sure.” you replied, motioning for him to sit next to you.

“how was it?” eren asked curiously, busying his fingers by pulling out the grass

“it was alright, i managed to finish the paper and everything i studied ended up being on the so i can’t complain.” you replied directing your attention to him, “how did it go for you?”

“it was pretty good, i think.” eren answered before asking, “what do you think you’ll get?”

“eren i am not gonna bet on my grade, i don’t want to jinx anything!” you replied .“but since we’re on this topic i bet that i’ll get an 80, if luck is on my side.”

“okay, i bet that i’ll get an 83, see now both of our grades are in jeopardy!” he jokes as you hit him on the arm. “If you get an 80 i’ll take you on a date.”

you stared at him dumbfounded, “are you fucking with me, jaeger?”

“nope.” he replied with extra emphasis on the p, (seriously eren was confused where this surge of confidence came from).

“so worst case scenario, what if i don’t get the 80?” you asked curiously

“the offer still stands.” he replied with a grin watching your reaction

“that is such a weird way to ask someone out but im in.”you replied with a smile before continuing, “do you enjoy making risky bets, mr jaeger?”

he laughed before replying, “no not really, i only bet on things that i have my heart set on.”

your heart fluttered in response, you took a deep breath before mustering a reply, “i’ve got a class in five minutes so i gotta go, but thanks for everything.” giving him a quick but meaningful hug, before walking off to your class.

a week or two later, you opened your laptop to find an email from professor ackerman, which contained your grade. after a minute of trying to give yourself a pep talk, you clicked the email and your jaw dropped, as you saw that you got an 82 on your psych final.

you texted eren unable to wipe the smile off your face

you: i got an 82 on my psych final

you: professor ackerman must’ve been in a good mood or something

you: yk what im not gonna question it imma just take it as it is!

eren: not be that person but i told you so y/n 🥱 #inerenwetrust🙏

you: yeah yeah, you better have a sick ass date planned! 🙄

eren: of course, only the best for you.

eren: i’m already outside let me in pls, my ass is about to freeze off 😔

you: bro wtf??