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kaiyaki-sano · 1 year

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Lend Me Your Voice(band AU!Eren x fem!reader) pt.2

It’s been so long since I posted anything, and I had this sitting in the archives for a million years.....my bad y’all. Basically, Eren is a douchey frontman of the rock band “Titans”. This will be a 4 part slightly angsty mini-series, with a shameless little self-insert as Eren’s sister in part 2 bc I have no self-control when it comes to Levi~ I hope you enjoy it!!

MINORS DNI!!!!

TW: sinful foul smut in the beginning, Eren is an asshole to reader, very minor character death for backstory purposes, swearing/dirty talk

Part 2!!

part one here ~

Another three weeks on this leg of the tour had gone by, and for some fucking irritating and infuriating reason, Eren Yeager could not get you off of his mind.

Something about how you had looked so heartbroken and genuinely hurt by his words and actions made him feel…..bad. He never felt bad, he prided himself on that shit. But here he was, picturing that kicked puppy look of yours on a sick loop in his brain, making him wonder why the hell he’d been so cruel to you.

It was annoying.

Eren knew that Connie had given you a VIP pass, he knew that you declared the renouncement of your Superfan title, and it shouldn’t have bothered him so much.

Because what the fuck did Connie Springer care for?? It wasn’t like HE was the one you’d gotten onto the bus with, who you were screaming for, who you- Jesus fucking Christ, Eren, knock that shit off.

He found himself being an extra dick to Connie for the rest of the week after that, but he never admitted why, and never will.

But Connie knew, and it gave him the thrill to know that for once, he was the favored member by at least one person. Everyone always went for Eren, Jean, or even Mikasa. He felt like the Kevin Jonas of his own band as if everyone forgot that HE was the one who formed Titans back in high school with Jean, forgot that without him there wouldn't be any of this.

So he was a dick right back.

“What, you mad that I gave a damn about a fan and she appreciated the kindness?! Not all of us just fuck and chuck women, some of us have some damn RESPECT for them!!”

In one of the many screaming matches that ensued after your short hour-and-a-half stay on their bus, Connie had finally called Eren out.

“That’s it, Springer!! How’d ya guess??” Eren laughed bitterly in return, holding solid and steadfast in his ‘I don’t care’ act, “First of all, stay outta my business. Secondly, I couldn’t give less of a fuck if you played nice with another sad little slutty fan who spread their legs to me and found out their pussy wasn’t good enough for me to marry ‘em. If you want my sloppy seconds that badly, I’m sure they’re plenty happy to lower their standards and give it up to you too.”

Connie didn’t say a word, standing there fuming, fists balled up so tightly his pulse radiated through his fingertips. At that moment, the drummer wanted nothing more than to swing his fist into the arrogant jaw in front of him.

Eren’s smirk was wicked, eyes dark and tone cold as Siberian winds, “Y’look like you wanna hit me, Con.”

Two strides of his long legs had him right in Connie’s face, head tilted condescendingly as he leaned down and asserted dominance.

“Do it then. Hit me, I dare you.”

Before he could live his dream, Levi, the ever-exhausted manager of the band, intercepted, shoving them roughly apart with a disapproving steel glare.

“That’s about enough, you god damned idiots. I suggest you get this figured out, whatever absolute bullshit it is this time, and figure it out quickly. Understood?”

Eren laughed even harder, resting a hand on his stomach, “Or what? You gonna get that step stool and punch me yourself?? You already got into my sister’s pants, you don’t need to try and impress her. Ain’t it embarrassing though? Your girl being almost a foot taller than you?” To say that he was on a warpath would be a vast understatement. He was out for blood and needed something or someone(s) to take it out on, to rid himself of the guilt eating him alive and prying open the vaults of his deeper wounds.

That guilt of hurting you so badly, he couldn’t stand it. But he refused to do the right thing as if his pride were at stake.

“You know what I think, Eren?”

The sound of his stupid sister’s voice made him look over, glaring.

“Oh, you can do that now? Miracles can happen, maybe God exists!” He mocked her, rolling his eyes, “Enlighten me.”

“I think you care about her more than you’re willing to admit, and you look fucking stupid. That’s what I think, and so does everyone else.” She said flatly, tired of being a punching bag to her brother just as much as his bandmates and former friends despite knowing the exact reason why; it wasn’t like she didn’t understand, “We didn’t make you such an unfeeling asshole, so stop taking it out on us when you deal with the consequences of your own foul actions.”

“Couldn’t have said it better myself. We’re leaving before I beat you half to death.” Levi chimed in, effectively ending the conversation and walking off with his arm around her waist protectively, shooting one last glare to them both as a warning before closing the door of the bus behind him.

Deep down, Eren knew they were right. All of them. But they could never know that.

With a dismissing scoff, he flipped Connie his middle finger before closing himself off in the back bedroom of the bus. The frontman flopped himself onto the bed, stretching his limbs out, reaching under the pillow for the familiar cool touch of the picture frame he kept there, and pulling it out to stare longingly at the photo inside.

“I wish you were here, mom. M’sorry I’m fucking everything up, ah- I mean messing everything up, sorry. I know you hate when I swear around you.” He swallowed thickly as if he were trying to physically consume the hurt, make it just digest like a meal and finally go away, “I think I really ruined everything for myself, my friends hate me, I keep hurting innocent people-”

Another flash of your sad eyes played in his mind, and he squeezed his own shut tightly, hugging the photo to his chest and curling into a ball, “You’d be so disappointed, ma. The way I’m treating women, you wouldn’t even know me anymore, I-I’m sorry-”

And finally, after fighting with all his strength to hold it in for so long, Eren gave up. He sobbed, hard, chest tightening as he screamed in agony into his pillow, choking on tears and snot, and he didn’t care.

He wanted his mom. He wanted to be okay. He wanted to be himself again. He never meant to hurt anyone, never meant to hurt you, he just wanted the pain to stop.

There was nothing he wouldn’t give for the pain to stop.

That night, Eren Yeager cried himself to sleep, the picture of him at age five being held by his beloved late mother unmoved against his chest.

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viclopb-draws · 9 days

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Late to band practice

#annie leonhart #attack on titan fanart #annie snk #aot annie #mikannie #snk #mikasa x annie #mikasa attack on titan #snk mikasa #mikani #aot mikasa #mikasa ackerman #band au

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starry-snippets · 24 days

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captivate you. (band au! aot x reader)

howdy guys! started a band au fanfic for aot featuring Connie, Reiner, Marco, Jean, and Eren as the band Paradis. in this story you're a fan of the band since the get, proudly calling yourself an island devil; which is the name for those who rock out to their nu metal albums.

the story will contain adult themes, references to Christianity and religion, drug use (smoking, alcohol consumption, nothing one would call "extreme"), references to mental health issues, toxic pairings/couples (floch x reader), minor violence, profanity, sexual content, other relationships happening adjacently, and lots of mutual pining but being stupid about it :3

hope you cheek it out and enjoy!! will also post here :3

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kristvns · 2 years

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𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆; 𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗑 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄! 𝖿𝖾𝗆 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓; 3,100 +

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒; 𝖡𝖺𝗇𝖽! 𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇, 𝖥𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗌!𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇, 𝖲𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖠𝗀𝗇𝗌𝗍, 𝖲𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖢𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝖯𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗑, 𝖩𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗑, 𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗅 < 𝖿. 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽 >, 𝗀𝖺𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉, 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒, 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 "𝖼𝗎𝗇𝗍 / 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄", 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗆𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 !

乂 ( 𝓢𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ! ──── )

ꗃ ))° 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇┃𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 + 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 = 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗒𝗉𝗌𝖾 ! 🗯️ )) ° “𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖾” 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗑 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇 <𝟥 ￣￣￣

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒; 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗒𝗉𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗒 𝖼𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗑 ! & 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗑 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗑 repost / reblog’s are helpful. ( unedited ! ) 𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗂𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌 — 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖾𝗋 <𝟥

⤷ 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐒𝐄. 𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗋

𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾, 𝟫;𝟤𝟥 𝗉𝗆 !

( ⌗ ••• ──── ➤ 𝟑 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐒... it's been 3 weeks since you last saw Eren. Lately, he's been getting performances throughout the world. Eren wasn't just any random local anymore. Now, he was on big tours, grew on social media, and even started getting on a few vogue magazines. You loved him. And you loved watching him grow. Unfortunately, It's been 5 days since you last saw him or at least hear his voice. Usually, Eren would never miss an hour without calling, sending you corny ass memes he found on tik tok, or maybe just even a simple text. But sadly, that one hour turned into 2. Then that 2 turned into a full day. And now that full day turned into 5 days.

You sat on your couch as you started to wonder if he was okay. But it wasn't until you turned on your tv that you noticed Eren was doing way better than just a simple okay. "Eren Yeager has yet again done an awesome performance tonight!" One of the news reporters said standing in front of what seemed to be outside a performance center "Exactly, the young 23-year-old band singer who is more commonly known as Eren Yeager has done yet another awesome performance. He performed one of his best hit songs that were released yesterday night called ‘Apocalypse’ which is now peaking at number 3 on the billboard with a few of his other songs following behind" Another news reporter states.

The news station changed screens as it shows a clip of Eren and his fellow band members behind him on stage in front of what looked like thousands and thousands of people. He looked happy as he swung the mic as sang the song with the crowd screaming and singing along as well. "And if that wonderful performance wasn't enough for you Eren was swarmed by paparazzi a few hours after the performance. A few of TMZ newscasters also had a few questions for Mr. Yeager himself." The newscaster added as the screen flipped to a video which appeared Eren trying to walk to his personal cab as a few big bodyguards following behind.

“Eren, how do you feel that now that songs you even created years ago are now peaking on the billboard” one tmz member ask shoving his mic in Erens face. “Mr. Yeager, do you eventually plan on working with more hit magazines or possibly any more companies? We’ll love to see more of you!” one said following next to eren with the mic coming from his mouth to Eren’s. “Yeah, actually I do — there’s a view photo shoot coming up with Me and Calvin Klein I can’t wait,” Eren replied with a small laugh leaving his lips. "Eren, we watched as you performed one of the best performances there is tonight, And it seems as if they are just more than lyrics are these lyrics for anyone special?" A tmz worker asked which caused Eren to smirk. "Of course. My one and only girlfriend" Eren to the camera and news reporter before walking into the big body bulletproof SUV.

When those words fell out of his mouth they caused the paparazzi to go Bezerk which led to them asking questions like "Who's this mystery girlfriend of yours" & "Do you think the fans will ever get to meet her" all those questions went unanswered as the bodyguards pushed away the paparazzi so they can close the car door. "And there you have it, folks. Eren Yeager is currently dating somebody let's all hope for the best of their relationship." The news reporter said as she changed the subject to the weather. You turned down the tv as you sat on the couch in silence wondering what was next. You and Eren had planned to keep the relationship low-key. Not that you were waiting since you wanted to bring up the topic for a while. But now that it's out will his thirsty ass fans start to hate you?

All those thoughts came to a drought when you heard the sound of the front door doorknob rattle in place. The noise caused you to turn your head as you watched the front door open revealing your one and only boyfriend. You watched as his presence fully came into the house causing you to jump off the couch. "Oh my gosh! 'Ren I've missed you so much!" You said in a cheerful tone as you pulled him in a hug. Eren smiled as he placed down his bags and embraced your torso just slightly picking you up. "I've missed you just as much. Gosh, I swear those 5 days without you were like a living hell." Eren replied as he kissed your forehead. "I almost thought you forgot about me," you said back your head up in a pout.

"I know, and I'm so sorry it's just — my managers and stuff didn't let me catch a break. Paparazzi is now following me everywhere I go and let me not get started on people wanting me to schedule appointments getting on their talk shows it's just so fuckin—"

"'Ren calm down. m' not mad just next time text me when you get the chance, okay?" you said cutting him off with a smile plastered on your face. "Anything for my pretty girl," Eren said flashing one of his infamous smirks. Before he could get that chance to kiss you again you froze when you remembered a promise he made you just before he left. "Wait. You promised me you'll watch another movie with me when you’d get back." You replied causing Eren to sigh.

"Fine. We’ll watch a movie, but — I'm picking" Eren said before walking away into the kitchen. "What? No 'ren you have horrible taste in picking movies. s'not happening again!"

"no."

"Omg please ren, Just this once I promise next time you can pick," you said batting those pretty eyelashes that always seem to affect him. "Ugh. Fine. Let me just hop in the shower real quick, start setting the movie up while I'm at it" Eren replied as he placed a kiss on your forehead heading upstairs.

( 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐏 ! ──── )

"Hmm, are you feeling horror movies or rom-com?" You asked Eren as he sat beside you on the bed. Eren shrugged his shoulders before laying his head on your shoulder. "rom-com it is" you said as you pressed play on the tv remote. "This better not be a cringy ass movie.." Eren said in a hushed toned grabbing and throwing popcorn into his mouth.

30 minutes went by and unfortunately for Eren, he got bored. He desperately sighed anytime he noticed you were paying more attention to the movie than him. He hated the way you fan girl anytime the main couple kissed. Eren grew jealous. Even if it's over something so little, he's finally back after 5 days and this is what he gets? If it's karma then it's definitely a bitch.

Eren started to take measures into his own hands. He started rubbing circles in your thighs. When he notice you still not paying attention his lips turned into a pout. "why aren't ya' paying attention to me?"

Eren asked causing you to turn your head "'ren, the movie is still playing.." you replied as Eren started to kiss your collar bone. "the movie can fuckin' wait," Eren replied as he pulled you in a kiss.

" 's time for you to pay attention to your boyfriend now" The movie was long forgotten when Eren pulled you onto his lap.

He pulled you into another deep but passionate kiss. It was slightly aggressive as well. This kiss was different from the others though. It was filled with lust and dominance, Almost as of Eren was craving this for the longest.

Eren tapped your legs a few times causing you to open them. "that's it, that's my girl." Eren chuckled before he started to kiss your jawline. "Mmmm, rennnn..." you said in a slight moan as you slowly grinded against his dick that started to harden under his pajama pants. "I've been thinkin' bout you all day," Eren replied as he tugged the shirt you were wearing. "And when I finally get home to show my girl attention. She has some fuckin' nerve to not show me any attention." Eren said helping you pull up your shirt. "'ren..I'm sorry— can we just get over this and makeup?" you said holding back a moan as eren started to fondle your breast.

Eren sucked his teeth at you before unlatching your bra and throwing it somewhere across the bedroom. He started to fondle your breast a few times prior to grabbing and latching one of them in his mouth.

Eren swirled his tongue around your bud that started to harden as playing with the other one with his free hand. You on the other hand started to grind against eren even faster than before causing him to groan. Growing tired from eren ignoring the heat building between your legs, you've taken matter's into your own hand and grabbed Erens hand placing it just under your sweats hoping he'll get the memo to fix the problem he caused. Eren unlatched his tongue from around your breast and let out a faint snicker. "use your words, baby, tell me what you want.." you pushed your head down in Eren’s neck when you felt the loss of his touch.

"don't you hide that cute face from me, I wanna see all of you." Eren then on pulled you into another intense make-out session. He held his hands on your hips grinding your body against himself at his paste which was unbearably slow. Eren then pulled back with both of you in pants telling you to take your pants off. Unable to hear him from the intense make-out scene which left you in a haze caused him to repeat his words."You heard me. Take. It. Off." You heard the way Erens demeanor changed. Not wanting to cause any fuss for him

you threw your pants beside the bed. Just as those pants hit the floor eren pushed you down causing you to lay your back against the bed.

Eren grabbed your legs and placed them on either side of his head with one of his infamous cocky grins plastered on his face. Eren looked to the side seeing the anklet that was held on your lower left ankle, with both of your initials dangling from the fast movement. From these movements of Eren pulling you closer by your legs and him bending down to your throbbing cunt. You knew exactly how this was going to end.

"Move an fuckin' inch and you won't be coming tonight" Eren sternly said as he pulled down your damp panties. "didn't even get to taste you yet, and your this wet? Pathetic." Eren smirked as he placed them in his pocket. His tongue swiped against his lips,

Before he started to press small kisses on your inner thighs. You placed your hand and covered your mouth when felt his hot breath slip across your dripping cunt. A loud, filthy moan managed to escape your lips when you felt his tongue enter you. You gasped and looked slightly down to see the change in Erens jaw as his tongue worked against your soaking cunt. Your legs attempted to squeeze together as you felt the way arousal coursed through your body, but Erens hand was quick to place against your thighs to keep them apart while he thrust his tongue into you.

Lustful moans left your lips as eren went faster. The loud moans all went to a halt when Eren's he from your thigh when to your lips. "Suck on my fingers." Eren said as he shoved two of his long slender fingers through your lips causing you to gag away your moans. "fuck—eren. that feels so fuckin' good" you managed to say as left grumpy groans leave his mouth as he devoured you. You started to arch your back more as you felt your climax starting to approach. " 'rennn...mm—please don't stop," you said as you moaned around his fingers. Eren started to chuckle as he took his fingers out of your lips and inserted them in your swollen aching cunt. "shh, baby I got you. you're doing so well for me princess" Eren spoke while he moved his fingers and tongue inside your cunt at the same time.

Eren knew your body way more than you did. From the way, you fluster from any given touch from him. To the way, your body reacted anytime you were about to reach your climax. And this just turned him on more. He felt pride anytime this happened. Why? because it can only be caused by him. Nobody else can make you cum as quick and filthy as him. Eren felt your hands when you reached down and pulled his hair. "'rennnn... I'm bout to cum" you gasped as you bit back any moans. "Don't you dare hold back. I wanna hear you". Eren said with a groan, slightly vibrating against your cunt. Your hand on the back of his head pushed his face against your entrance even further almost suffocating him. Your body started to ache for a release.

Your moans started to stutter. Eren had a smug look as he noticed your high approaching more, as he kept his pace coherent as your back began arching. "fuck—yes. yes. yes, 'ren — right there—"

Your eyes rolled back in your head, and a very heavy moan left your lips as your legs started to shake, your body even started to tense as your back arched even higher than before in a sudden wave of pleasure that kept your mouth staying open quickly turning into your teeth pressing against your bottom lip, all while in a silent moan way after it hit you. Your grip on Erens hair tightened even more as he felt you clench more squirming with too much pleasure, with a loud obnoxious gasp you came again in an instant as your juices started to crash against Eren's tongue.

The senses you once felt just a moment ago went dull all while your lower body felt numb. Eren pulled away from your cunt as he pulled his fingers out along with it. He took those same fingers as he placed them in his mouth, licking them clean. "taste so fuckin' hood princess". Eren said as he got ahold of your legs. "Aw baby your legs are still trembling. Did it feel that good?" Eren said with that infamous smirk once again. Eren pulled you by your arms forward as he noticed a few tears in the brim of your eyes. "oh my god. was I too rough? I'm so. so sorry baby" Eren said as he kissed your cheeks.

A smirk went across your face as you shook your head. "Are you sure? I didn't hurt you, did I?" Eren replied as he started to inspect your body. "No 'renn, I promise I'm fine." You giggled as you kissed his lips. You find it pretty funny the way Eren's mood wood changes even though his demeanor was a whole 180 just minutes ago. "Then let me run you some bath water, then maybe we can finish watching that corny ass movie we were watching, yea?" Eren said rolling his eyes emphasizing the "maybe". Eren kissed your forehead once more before getting up and walking over to the shared bathroom connected to the bedroom.

After about 10 minutes eren came back into the bedroom and saw you resting. He walked over and picked you up bridal style before walking both you and him to the bathroom. The smell of vanilla and shea butter hit your nose as Eren placed you in the lukewarm bath water. The fuzz from the bubbles slowly covers from the chest down. You looked up and watched as Eren slipped out of his boxers before making his way behind you in the bathwater. For a moment it was just pure silence when Eren got in. The same thought was both lingering in your heads for the past 5 minutes. “what now?” you wanted to ask.

You would hate to be a buzz kill but you needed to know. Would this same process repeat itself? Eren leaving for a long time just to come back and apologize for his mistakes with sex. These very few questions left you wondering but they all came to a disruption when Eren managed to speak up. “I want you to come with me on tour,” Eren said in a monologue voice taking your interest. You turned your head looking behind you as you watched Eren speak with his head down. “I’m so sorry y/n, but I can’t. I can’t leave you like this anymore — those five days without you was torture for me and—”. “Eren, I would love to go besides, this is way better than watching you on a choppy ass tv screen,” you said in a giggle as you pulled him in a kiss.

After an hour have passed both you and eren were back laying on the sheets continuously watching the movie. Eren didn’t pay attention to the movie as he was scrolling through Twitter. It wasn’t the fangirls that private messaged him ever so often in his dm’s that caught his attention. But it was the trending hashtag #Eren&HisSecretGf that caused him to almost drop his phone. With discouragement, he clicked the hashtag as the light of his from changed from dark to light with thousands to possibly millions of photos of you and eren. There were photos of the two of you spotted in Public to pictures of you and eren that eren posted on his page a few years back.

He clicked one of the comment sections before joy was brought to his face. It was all filled with happiness as comments ranged from the way you and eren looked cute together as it slowly ranged talking about you. The fans and supporters loved you possibly even more than eren himself. The thought caused eren to let out a small chuckle as he looked to the side seeing you slowly drift your way to sleep. What’s a better way to end the day with eren pulling you into his arms before, taking a picture of both you and him watching a movie. Maybe this will confirm that the comments that were once rumors were actually true. Make sure to be prepared to be the next trending hot topic and couple across all platforms for the next couple of months.

( 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐒𝐄. 𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗋 )

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marleysfinest · 10 months

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M M B X H E L O S

before diving into this and ripping off the bandaid of posting the first instalment, I bow down to my co-creators @pisspope @lemmetreatya & @fromriches-tosin. there's a longer note to u all on AO3 but to post this here without u would have been wrong. I luv u sm ok I'm gonna stop before I start crying.

I'll be posting this all on AO3. this has been a big work in progress for a very long time and is very much still ongoing. it's simple self-indulgent fun in the form of a band au/selfships! enjoy!! 💜

#alter egos hitting the internet #the day has come #MMB 4 LYF #self ship #reiner braun #zeke jaeger #jean kirschtein #onyankopon #band au #modern au #Levi ackerman #erwin smith #attack on titan #aot #attack on titan fanfic #original character #mmb #helos

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giuliadrawsstuff · 1 year

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No Name AU is my all time favourite

#my art #levihan #attack on titan #no name #modern au #rock band #levi ackerman #hange zoe

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paigeyd93 · 2 years

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Fanart commissioned by: https://twitter.com/LSR_Raven

From a scene in Chapter 21 of Absolution of Sound an Ereri fanfic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/37827739/chapters/94454533#workskin

#eren #Eren Jaeger #eren jager #eren yeager #levi #levi ackerman #levi arckerman #eren x levi #levi x eren #ereri fanart #Band AU #AoT #AoT fanart #attack on titan #attack on titan fanfiction #Eren Jager with tattoos #Levi Ackerman with tattoos

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katy-pawz · 8 months

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aot (eremika) x lamp fanart!

am i the only one who thought of this? lol 👀👀

because ngl listening to lamp reminds me of these two so much! i can even imagine them singing the songs whilst armin is in charge of the instrumental part!

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ortajo · 8 months

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"sudden desire" chapter one

chapter one "pure love"

wc: 1.7K

summary: Mikasa has always been your bestfriend, you saw her grew up and with her even her dream to sing in a real band. Finding Eren and Armin gave her this possibility but as we all know a real band doesn't exists without a bit of drama right?

MDI, band au, erenxreader (other couples will make an appearance during the story)

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"if I want pure love, must stop acting so tough"

“and 1-2-3” Mikasa’s voice is loud even from outside the studio. The melody that comes from the room has been the same for the past hour, Armin just can’t get the hang of the riff in the middle of the song, at least to Mikasa’s ears it doesn’t seem right but to you it always sounds perfectly executed. A loud bang comes out of the room abruptly interrupting the song followed by a static sound that makes you slightly flinch.

“fuck Armin” Mikasa storms off the room while launching the microphone on the ground, she bumps into you, at first too angry to notice until she hears the bottles in your hands fall on the ground. “fuck I’m sorry doll” she turns around to help you gather the bottles up “its just that” her eyes dart towards the studio “fuck” she looks up to you before getting up. ��I need a smoke; you go inside” she places a hand on your shoulder before walking off. Well isn’t it just wonderful. You just went outside for a quick break and when you return a whole drama broke out. The tension is high and you all know it, the gig is near and it all feels on the line right now, anything can set them off, they need you to balance it all out. “everything all right?” you slowly walk inside the room just to see Eren trying to show Armin how to ace the riff, they both look up to you at the same time “yeah” Armin quietly responds to you. He looks ashamed and that makes you feel even more awful for him, he is really good but among the three of them he has always been the least strong, that just made you sympathize with him even more. You go up to them to give out the bottles of water, “both of you take five yeah?” your eyes meet Eren’s and you try to tell him to go outside so that you’ll be able to talk to Armin alone, he gets it and walks outside to smoke. “it sounds perfect to me” you look at him, his blue eyes look back, a faint smile and the hint of blushing on his cheeks. “thanks” he looks back down on the papers while going over once again on the melody. “I’ll tell Mikasa to back down a bit all right?” your hand now on his shoulder trying in any way to comfort him, at the end of the day he was the newest at this between the three of them, Mikasa has been singing for as long as you could remember and the same goes for Eren and the drums.

You still have small memories of Mikasa when both of you were younger, she used to sing to you during the first car rides or even the first ever gigs she did thanks to her academy. Eren arrived along the way, in college you both met him during the first weeks and he apparently had been looking for someone to sing for him and Armin’s band. You just stuck around enough to see all of this happen, their first gigs and small concerts at local bars, and now their first big apparition at their first competition ever. It all felt so surreal. In the meantime, you decided to leave Armin alone for a bit and when you go outside you find Mikasa and Eren talking. “tone it down will you” you made your way between them “he is sensitive you know it” you looked at Mikasa while she rolled her eyes. Nowadays this was the usual procedure, she got scolded by you on the daily for her behavior with Armin. Her dark lipstick smudged up on the cigarette she was finishing, the dark makeup around her eyes made her look even more unapproachable than usual. “he has to tough up y/n” she exhales the last huff of smoke before putting out her cigarette on the wall “but I will go easy on him just because you asked so nicely” she gives you a fake smile and squishes your cheeks together with her hand before going inside again. Eren softly laughs at your face, the smell of smoke from her fingers still strong on your face, “you shouldn’t be that kind to him” he looks to you, his back against the wall and his hands crossed at his chest, the cigarette only half smoked. “Mikasa is right he has to tough up a bit” he throws the cigarette on the floor and smashes it with his boot, when he looks up a small smirk on his face “being gentle is against our vibe” he turns around and marches off to catch up with Mikasa. It has always been weird with him, most of the time you couldn’t tell if he hated you or just wanted to mess with you to look cooler, you hated both of those things. From the day you and Mikasa met him you always had a small crush from him, it all felt embarrassing to admit out loud but he looks really cool.

At first you fell for his looks, you always wanted to achieve that effortless grunge/punk looking style he had but you always fell back to your old soft edgy style good enough to satisfy you, and then when you first saw him playing the crush only grew stronger. You still vividly remember going with Mikasa to Eren’s apartment for their first practice together. When you both walked in he was wearing a black, loose sleeveless shirt and a pair of jeans, when he took his seat behind the drums you understood the hype around it. Each time he moved his muscles flexed, his face was concentrated on feeling the music while small beads of sweat were starting to gather at the top of his forehead, his hair in a loose bun nearly undone because of the occasional head banging he did. After a few minutes a few strands of hair were sticking to his neck and his shirt perfectly highlighted his physique. Let’s just say that when they asked you a feedback on the cover they just played you had to take a few seconds to remember the song they were playing. You called the crush small but there was nothing small about it. Mikasa knew to an extent because she prohibited you from gushing about him on the rides back from practice. “he looks disgusting to me really” those were the words she said during a car ride a couple of months ago “almost repulsive”. At the time you just looked at her “you are a lesbian Mikasa obviously he is repulsive to you” she looked back at you with a twizzler between her teeth, her expression blank and she then rolled her eyes, the red candy snapped when she took a bite “still” she took a small pause to chew “he is a pig”. You walk back inside after taking a deep breath, tonight is going to be long. The song had resumed, this time all seemed correct, they were covering a Paramore song from their newest album, Mikasa has always been a fan of them and her voice matched perfectly the vibes of the band. Armin’s riff was getting closer and I could see the tension in his eyes. His eyes moved quickly between his hands and the sheets in front of him, he was feeling the music this time. Eren looked at him right before the start of his solo. The lights perfectly sculpted his arms moving thanks to muscle memory, he looked at ease, watching him play made it all look so easy. Mikasa had a wonderful voice, the lyrics just flowed outside, you could sense the emotions she was putting inside every single word. Armin’s solo starts and he completes it perfectly, during all of it he closed his eyes, he played with his heart just by feeling the music inside him, flowing and helping him work his hand on the strings. A faint smile on Mikasa’s face. Being able to hear him complete the solo gave her a confidence boost, this happened every time someone finally was able to nail something they have been struggling on. The song ended and you started to clap with a big smile on your face, your eyes on Armin that was now removing sweat from his forehead with a small towel, he looks up to you and smiles. Practice goes on smoothly; they are able to rehearsal most of the songs for the competition.

At the end of practice Mikasa comes up to up with her bags to head outside, you live together so you both ride with your car to the studio. When everyone is ready to go away you close the doors of the studio behind you and take the keys, Eren stays behind with you but you don’t notice until he talks and that makes you nearly jump. “all of your attentions on Armin” he mumbled, his face turned towards you, eyeing you down, “what does a man have to do to get your attention mh?” you slightly jolted because of the weird request he made. “being nice” you snapped back, swiftly looking at him before turning around to go towards your car. You could feel his presence behind you as you walked up to Mikasa and Armin. He mumbled something else but you were already outside, Mikasa’s arm around your shoulders, locking you in a tight embrace. You both turn around to do a small wave goodbye before getting inside the car towards your apartment. The next morning is strange. When you wake up Mikasa is already working in her room, when you knock on her door she tells you to come inside, she is on her desk writing on a notebook something from a book placed in front of her. She turns around and she has a sly smile on her face. “did you go in the kitchen?” she asks you before turning back around. “no?” you are still sleepy, a small yawn comes out, “why?”. She doesn’t respond, just shrugs. When you get inside the kitchen you can’t believe your eyes. A full bouquet of flowers on the coffee table, at the side of it a small note. “this is me being nice”.

(comments and reblogs are always appreciated! I post even on ao3 go check it out! )

#ao3 author #fanfic #eren aot #aot fanfiction #aot modern au #eren jeager x y/n #attack on titan eren #band au #rock band #paramore #eren yeager #shingeki no kyoujin eren #ao3 fanfic

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quality-street-rat · 2 years

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Deaf Eren AU

Eren, can read lips, mad at Jean: Sometimes I wish you wouldn't talk!

Jean, has secretly learned sign language just to mess with Eren:

Eren: *DEEPLY offended gasp*

#zip it matt #shitpost #attack on titan #attack on titan memes #deaf au #deaf eren au #eren jeager #jean kirschtein #sign #sign language #eren's band of idiots

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jeanbie · 1 year

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MOONLIGHT IN YOUR HANDS ★ masterlist.

pairing: eren x reader

genre: band kid / high school au | wc: 3.4k | ♬

⏤ Aged seventeen, now, and still in love with music and the people in your life in your high school's band club, you didn’t think you’d be able to share that love with anything- or anybody- else. Until you met Eren.

Falling in love was a scary thing.

With people, that means. There was something about love when attached to another person that was unbelievably unnerving, and it had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that your parents were divorced and at least one person in your family had been cheated on, thank you very much! The pressure of ultimate commitment and trust was something you just couldn’t wrap your head around; what if you gave all of that love to somebody who’d throw it all away overnight?

When people told you that you only thought that way because you were young, barely fourteen and watching your friends get into those week-long romantic relationships over fruit loops and milk cartons at break time, you insisted that no, you knew best. You knew what love was like. Love was the way your parents had fought most of your childhood, screamed, cussed, broke some things. Love was finding out the person you gave everything to suddenly didn’t want it anymore.

Eventually, you grew up and realised that life was better and happier now that your mother had moved across the country with somebody else, and your Dad was finding love in his new job and learning how to play the guitar. Life was no longer a slash horror film, but instead the colourful opening of a Disney movie, the birds singing- and hey, maybe love wasn’t so bad. Love wasn’t just what you experienced with a partner, you discovered as you moved to high school and found that something in your chest hurt in that love-kinda-way when you joined band and made some of the best friendships you had ever had. Love was open and exciting, unpredictable and beyond kisses and hugs and hearts floating around your temples.

Love was the way you heard piano keys, or the sound of Mina and Sasha laughing as you entered the band-rooms during every free period you could possibly find. Love was the guitar strings between Sasha’s fingers, and the evenings around the campfire behind your house with the aforementioned duo and your father and his older stringed instrument, corny songs shared over the tamed embers. Aged seventeen, now, and still in love with music and the people in your life in your high school's band club, you didn’t think you’d be able to share that love with anything- or anybody- else. Until you met Eren.

A key member of the school’s baseball team and a surprisingly excellent singer, Eren was the type of person you saw in movies, the type of student everybody loved but didn’t touch. That had intimidated and confused you, when he strode into band club on a Tuesday evening after-school and spoke with the lead teacher Mrs Honey, who announced that Eren and a small handful of other, daresay “jocks”, would be joining the club for extra credit. You had stood there, appalled, in your shirt decorated in tiny crescent moons, afraid of the love you had for this club being destroyed by a bunch of sport-happy popular kids.

That was an incorrect judgement that you came to regret; Connie was an angel dressed as a devil, with a love for the sound of flutes and clarinets and apparently, a new close friend of both Sasha and Mina, respective woodwind players. And then there was the situation of Eren Jaeger, who caught your eye across the room a few days later, standing behind the group of new friends with an air of awkward discomfort- he had smiled softly, his eyes drooping with a gentle gaze and he had asked for your name and your instrument.

The first time your heart fluttered for something other than music, it was when Eren called out to you as he left to go home and smiled around the words, “Catch you later, moony.”

Two months later, and Sasha, Mina and Connie had banded together to form an interesting trio, inseparable save the baseball field where Connie spent Monday, Thursday and Saturday evenings. It genuinely hadn’t bothered you the way you had expected it to, not when Eren was there to fill the space vacant once they had left. It was still intimidating to know him, be his friend, be the weirdo he hung around with sometimes both inside band club and out.

At first, you hadn’t expected it to last- he was only here for extra credit, and it wasn’t like he actually cared about the club or you, and the way he stared at you with a soft fondness when you talked about your Dad and what you did the night prior was definitely part of your imagination, right? To your absolute surprise and honestly, relief, you had returned to band after a short holiday break from school, expecting to find that those same jocks had now left but instead they were still there, waiting for the rest, part of the club with pride. And, there was Eren again, with that smile that made your stomach do funny things.

Over here, Moony, he had said, patting the seat beside him. Once seated, he had shifted to stare at you and grinned softly, pulling a little strand of hair from your face and tucking it behind your ear. It’s okay, he said, you’re allowed to be surprised to see me. You’re too cute when you’re trying to pretend like you don’t care. I like your hair, by the way.

So, yeah. It was no surprise that one month after that date, Eren had pushed himself up against your locker at the end of the day and smiled at you, saying something you had both dreaded and dreamed of: “Do you wanna go out sometime?”

Love was still scary, even two months into your relationship with Eren. He was unlike anything and anybody you had ever met before; when you arrived at school everyday, he was always with his usual group of popular friends, girls with expensive hairdos and painted nails and guys with nice cars and bodies. But as soon as he spotted you hopping out of your Dad’s car, his eyes would light up and he’d pull himself away from his friends, bounding to you within seconds of you standing on your own two feet next to your Dad’s pulled up car.

He’d smile and press little kisses to your hair and the side of your face, holding you from behind, looking up to say good morning to your Dad, who, as he pulled away heading for work, couldn’t be happier at the revelation that you were happy, and that love now didn’t mean what it had before. It was more than arguments and anger. Love was Eren and music and your friends with more Eren on the side.

Sure, people would question why he’d pick you over everyone else, because truth be told, there was nothing special about you, or at least not to them. But to Eren, you were the girl who talked about music like a lover, and treated the world kindly and fairly. To him, you were everything, and more.

“I can’t believe you’ve never seen Whip It before.”

Presently, Eren sits on your bed pushed against the wall with an adoring smile on his face, a laugh leaving his mouth as you hastily pop open the DVD case and thrust it into the player.

“I haven’t seen a lot of movies,” Eren replies, leaning back to find comfort underneath your blankets.

It was a Friday evening, the sky outside bleeding out into vibrant pinks and deep purples, like bruises, nighttime approaching. Today would be the first time Eren has ever been allowed to stay around your house overnight; your Dad liked Eren, and thought he was what you needed and deserved, but he’s still a Dad, and he was hesitant. Eventually, after growing bored of the begging and hints, he just said yes to keep you quiet, sternly telling you that any ‘funny business’ would be heard through the walls and so, please, don’t do that. You didn’t think you were quite there yet with Eren, and he had never shown an interest in it. Sure, Eren would get touchy, risking a hand on your thigh or playfully holding your butt in a Sixteen Candles-esque fashion, and when you came to see him at games, his friends would definitely allude to it with sexual whimpers that were supposed to be you.

“Well, that will change!” you announce with glee, jumping back next to him.

He doesn’t even wince when you accidentally kneel on his hand, instead he just moves his arm to wrap around you as you get comfortable next to him. Under the covers, he feels your toes brush against his legs and in his face, the marshmallow smell of your shampoo. Eren smiles to himself and presses his face into your hair and kisses your forehead afterwards, a cheek squished against the top of your head. In one hand, he holds the remote and in the other, strands of your hair you let him twirl around his fingers as he watches.

“You will love this movie.”

He smiles wider: “Oh, yeah?”

“Mhm. It’s cool,” you nod against his side. “You know, actually, the feeling- you know the feeling you get watching a movie, when it’s so good and it makes you feel all funny and sentimental? It actually…it actually kinda reminds me of you.”

“What, really?” Eren asks, sounding flattered and surprised. You shift up to look at him and he grins widely, quickly leaning to kiss you. “You’re so cute, baby. Cheesy, but cute. I’m sure I will love this movie.”

As the movie opening rolled onto the screen, Eren sat still to allow you time and space to wriggle into his body, getting comfortable around limbs and the soft wool of his jumper that you had worn a couple of times.

This concept isn’t entirely foreign; he’s watched at least thirty movies with you since your first “date”, which had consisted of a cinema date due to his uncharacteristic nerves to talk to you. A tradition born from A Star is Born, which, actually, Eren thought would be a happy movie, thanks, not the monstrosity that made you both cry in the cinema lobby, through laughter and a sweet hug on the sofas waiting for your Dad to pick you both up.

Eren knows this movie- he hasn’t seen it, but he knows it; he knows Elliot Page is part of a roller-derby club and he also knows that you know it word-for-word, a content smile spreading over your lips as it begins to kick in. That’s one thing he loves about watching movies with you. Not the movie, but the way you’re enchanted by them- a smile for ones you love, a scowl for ones you end up hating, tears pooling in your eyes at ones that are funny or so bad that they become funny.

He doesn’t know how long he’s looking at you and not the movie, because when he looks at you, time stops. In your hair, his finger gets lost in the strands and eventually unloops itself, his hand stroking instead before falling to your shoulder, his fingers ghosting down your arms and body up and down, absently as he pretends to watch the movie when you glance at him from the corner of your eye.

Like clockwork, he does this, living life in gasps as he looks at you and then back at the screen. As he sighs softly, Eren pauses as you sit yourself up and look back at him, a frown on your face. He sobers, looking at you with concern: “What’s up, baby?”

“Are you watching the movie?” you ask quietly. “If it’s boring, just tell me.”

“It’s not boring,” he promises shaking his head. “I’m watching it.”

“Doesn’t look like you’re watching it.”

He smiles, “Well, right now, neither are you. I am watching, I swear. Look- Elliot Page is in a roller derby club.”

Actually amused, you laugh. “You were absolutely not watching.”

“I was.”

“They haven't even joined the team yet,” you point out. When he stays silent, you look at him with a half-triumphant and half-amused smile. “You’re such a bad liar.”

“Okay, it’s not boring,” Eren says honestly. “I just-ugh, you’re so cute. I love all of your reactions- I can’t stop looking at you.”

With some reluctance you sink back down next to him, looking at him through your eyelashes: “really?”

“Baby, yes,” he laughs. Eren pulls you closer with the arm you lay back down on, his other free and brushing bits of your hair off your face before holding the side of it gently, a thumb on your cheekbone. “You’re so pretty. Makes me sick.”

“I really wanted you to watch this movie…”

“M’sorry,” he mutters through pouted lips. Somehow, somewhere, Eren has moved forward with his nose brushing against yours. He sighs through his nose and it tickles, “just like looking at you.”

Jimmy Fallon announces the Holy Rollers as Eren guides your lips towards his, the grand entree of the rival team missed and unnoticed and surprisingly, you don’t care. He has his hands in your hair and his head in your hands, and as he deepens the kiss you wrap your arms around his body, trying to get closer when there was no way to get closer. For a moment, the sound of the TV falls silent and all Eren can focus on is you, the only thing that ever matters to him.

Eren pulls away briefly, catching his breath and helping pull you up to a sitting position, level to himself. The movie continues to play, the pictures like a silent movie as Eren returns to kissing you, not even feeling guilty about interrupting a movie date with the impromptu make-out session. Quite frankly, it’s not as if you seem to care; you cling to him, desperate, his body flush against your own.

What Eren doesn’t say with words is more than conveyed through his movements. He is the perfect mixture between gentle and pleading, his touches like the tickle of feathers. If you were to open your eyes, you’d find his closed, eyelashes on his cheekbones. Eren shifts himself, rising so that he is taller in comparison as he tilts your head upwards, lips still on his own. It’s hard to breathe in the feeling of Eren’s lips moving roughly across your own, his hands cradling your face around your jaw, thumbs smoothing crescent moons into your skin.

Eren’s lips move away. His hands run from your face to your shoulders, making you shudder like a draught entered the room when he drags them down to your wrists, detaching to hold your waist. Your heart speeds up suddenly-is this going to take a turn?

As his hands slightly lock around you, you pry open one eye, looking at him. His eyes are still closed, lost in orbit, and his lips are puckered and large, shiny, wet. Something alien festers inside of your stomach, churning painfully, like tiny kisses on the inside, ticklish. You trust Eren, with everything, and so you inhale through your nose and close your eyes once again, clutching at his face with your hands as he presses his lips tighter, begging for more.

Eren’s left hand slips, brushing against your thigh and you wince with happy surprise, having not expected it. Eren laughs slightly, amused and with adoration, his lips now on the curve of your neck. Finally, like release, you limpen and let your body fall back onto the bed, your head missing the headboard by a few centimetres and now, Eren is above you. Right before your first sign of arousal can be ripped from your throat by Eren’s lips ghosting over what you think could be a sensitive spot, Eren shifts away. He leans over you still, but he’s not moving, breathing heavily.

Confused, torn on whether or not to be concerned, you open your eyes and look at him, seeing with surprise that his gaze is on you, anyway. He smiles when you open your eyes, cocking his head to the side boyishly and with one hand holding up his weight, he uses the other to brush some hair out of your face. Eren kisses your forehead. Then he moves away.

For a moment, you’re not sure what to do.

You lie there, like a slice of ham. Eren is normal, pushing himself back onto his ass to sit comfortably on the bed, both of his hands settled on your legs and he sighs, as if content. Pushing yourself up on your elbows, Eren looks over with the shift of the bed and a frown settles on his brows, seeing the expression on your face.

“What’s up, babe?” he asks suddenly.

“I - Nothing,” you insist, not knowing what to say. It feels awkward. You tug at your sleeves. “It’s just.” Nothing.

Eren moves forward slightly. “What happened? Did…did I do something?”

You bite the inside of your lip. “No. I mean, I don’t know - ugh, it’s just…” Eren keeps his eyes on you, round and like bunny rabbits’. You sigh, it’s time to get the baggage out of the closet. “I don’t know, I just thought maybe we were doing something and then we weren’t doing anything and I just feel like…I don’t know. Maybe you don’t want me like that?”

Eren’s brows crease. “Like…? Like, what, you don’t think I want to do anything with you? Like sex?”

By now, you’re embarrassed, like you’re five and the “s” word is still something you’re not allowed to say.

“It’s stupid,” you reply. “Forget it.”

“No, no, no,” Eren protests, shaking his head and engulfing your hands with his own. “Baby…no. Look-” he sighs nervously, smiling. In fact, the exhale sounds shaky, breathless. “I want to. I do! Just, not now.”

Your heart thuds with the pause of silence.

“Trust me, I wanna do everything I can with you, but why rush it?” he shrugs. “You’re everything to me, everything and more. It’ll happen when it happens. Yeah?”

You nod with some reluctance. It makes sense, inside you’re actually buzzing with happiness. “Yeah.”

“Also, your Dad’s home. If we can hear him down there, he can hear us,” Eren adds, followed by an overly dramatic shudder for effect. It works- you smile, a laugh rippling out afterwards and Eren smiles too. “Ah,” he exhales, rubbing your arms now that you’re sitting up in his lap, “silly baby.”

“Shut up,” you mumble. “I was just…insecure, I guess.”

“I get that,” he nods. “Don’t need to be, though. I lo…like you anyway.” He strokes the side of your face, smiling, and then presses a fleeting kiss to your nose. A laugh rumbles in his throat when you scrunch your nose up. “Even when you get insecure, and even when you yell at me in band and when you refuse to sit by me at lunch. I still like you so, so, so much.”

“I don’t yell that much,” you protest weakly.

“I know.” Eren pulls you in for a hug, a kiss planted on top of your head. “You’re the best there is. Love that about you.”

(“No funny business?”

Eren holds you tightly to his chest, his legs up and entangled with your limbs as your Dad stands by the door. Half of his body is in and the other is out, a hand on the doorframe. The lights are off except for the string of lights around the room on their dullest setting, the television off with the red light on standby, and to your Dad, everything looks fine.

“No, sir,” Eren replies quietly.

Your Dad takes a second to look between Eren and yourself. If he doesn’t believe Eren he doesn’t make it obvious, something Eren is grateful for considering how unbelievably nervous he is underneath the blankets. You’re asleep on his lap, your face against his chest, and of course, your Dad isn’t about to yell loudly to wake you up. Instead, he accepts the given truth and sighs, smiling.

“Okay, then. You’re a good kid, Eren,” he says, after thinking long and hard about what to say when he climbed the stairs to go to bed. “You’re good for her.”

Eren’s heart leaps, thuddering. “Thank-you. She’s everything.”

“Yeah,” your Dad agrees. “Yeah, she is.”

Nothing is said for a little while and your Dad stills when Eren peers down at you. Something familiar about this scene. Your Dad looks away.

“Goodnight, sport,” your Dad says quietly, pulling the door to as he leaves. He doesn’t hear Eren reply, but he knows he does. That’s just the kind of kid Eren is. He knows.)

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