#drunk eren

[punkcheeks34]

feelings/ pt 1

eren x reader, childhood friends to lovers, mutual pining, drunk confession

you knew eren before you knew him. his mom and your mom were the best of friends in highschool, and a friendship was fated from the start. from family barbecues to birthdays, you two were always together. “inseparable” is what carla describes us. eren always scoffed when mom would say we would get married one day. my eyes would brighten at the mention.

eren was always the outsider growing up, the rebel. he grew his hair to his shoulders, didn’t get along with the popular crowd, got an illegal tattoo at 16, and religiously wore band tees. as we got older, i noticed him more and more. we were around each other so often, so close. when his voice got deeper and his arms became toned, i couldn’t help fighting my feelings. to him, we were friends. to me, he was more. i knew he never saw me the way because he slept around. he smoked and wasn’t afraid to break a few laws. hes the personification of the boys your mom will tell you to watch out for, because their mystery is so alluring that you won’t be able to resist, and that in the end, they will break your heart. mom would never see eren in another light though. nothing other than her best friends adorable, sweet child.

as i’m about to fall asleep, my phone buzzes on my bedside table and reach for it quickly.

R u awake

it’s 2 in the morning and i know what he’s been doing.

what’s up eren?

i wait anxiously.

Im sorru it’s so latew but can u pick me up from Jean’s please?

i immediately get up and throw on a zip up hoodie. i grab my keys and hurry out of my window. god, the things i do for this boy.

the first time i felt something for him was 6th grade. for a while, he had been trying to slum it with the popular boys, reiner, jean, flock, and zeke, in our class. it didn’t work. he was a puzzle piece that didn’t fit, but he tried and i watched. i watched him try biking every day after-school with them when i knew he preferred to go skating with me. i watched him try to salvage his failing math grade from constantly attempting to meet the demands of these boys, their constant hangouts that eren didn’t really look forward too, telling me how unfunny he thought their jokes were. i watched eren and the popular boys talk to the popular girls. seeing eren laughing with historian reiss made me fume. who was she to even speak to him? she doesn’t know him like that? she doesn’t know him like i do!

it was all jealousy. historia was beautiful, popular, and i knew eren thought so too, because i would see them drinking slurpees at the quick zip every friday after school. i fumed even more. there were rumors that they had even kissed. stupid me thought and dreamed that maybe he secretly wanted me, and maybe he secretly wanted me to be his first kiss. hearing the rumor crushed me. i was heartbroken, but i could never be mad at eren over some dream that would never come true.

but suddenly eren withdrew. historia and him never hung out on fridays and the popular boys treated eren like he were a plague. jean still spoke to him though, even with their bitter rivalry that he would never tell me stemmed from what. me and him were already attached at the hip by that point, but he stuck by me like glue from then on. i didn’t question it. i didn’t care too because that he wanted to spend time with me, me.

we spent the rest of our middle school and high-school years together. always turning around to make sure the other one was behind. always picking the same classes to take so that we’d be together. always going back to my place after school, sitting on my bed to talk about everything the world has to offer over and over again. i would always help him with math, and he would always defend me against the popular guys that pursued me, warning me that he knew their motives. that they didn’t want me for the right reasons. i understood and i kept away. but they didn’t.

junior year, after our AP physics class, the ringleader of the group, zeke, cornered me in the stairwell and confessed how long he had been wanting me. how much he needed me, and that i should come over sometime with his friends. and from that, i already had an idea that this was what eren was talking about. i tried to get out, but he wouldn’t let me. eren pushed him to the wall and fought him. jean and armin had to pull eren off of him. eren got suspended because he broke zekes nose, and he had to get surgery to fix the damage.

during erens suspension, we spoke.

“i don’t like how the guys are,” he starts, fixing the pink pillow under his head,” they get me so fucking mad.” he’s been staying at my house ever since he got suspended. his parents are mad.

i look up from the book i was reading. “it was only zeke who really pushed it? why are you so pissed about the whole group?”

erens eyebrows furrow. “y/n, they’re guys. i’m a guy, and you’re not. i know how guys like them are!” he suddenly looks uncomfortable. “it’s disgusting.” he mutters, “and i don’t like that zeke wanted you to come over.”

“but still?” i argue, “just because you have something against zeke doesn’t mean you should hate the whole group with a passion. i know they’re obnoxious, but don’t let them get to you.”

“of course i have something against zeke and his friends! he forced you into the corner and told you how bad he wanted to fuck you!”

i cringe at the honesty. “i meant that you’ve hated him since middle school. like.. obsessively hate.”

eren lets out a laugh at the idiocracy. “first of all, i am not obsessed with zeke fritz.” he takes a deep breath like he’s preparing for the finale of a grand speech. “and second of all, he’s always pissed me off.”

“even when you hung out with him and his friends?” i tease.

eren grows silent. “i don’t want to talk about it.” and i dropped the conversation.

i pull into the round-about where jean lives. i’ve had to pick eren up a few times from here, but lately, the only reason he’s been here is to get drunk at jeans college parties. jeans parents are loaded, lawyers who travel for work, which leaves him at home with way too much freedom.

the music is vibrating the ground from here. i wonder when the police are gonna show up to shut down this party for the noise disturbance. i need to find eren, soon. i open the front door and see people leaning on the walls with drinks, talking, joking, some making out. i look away and try to find eren. i don’t see him anywhere.

after scanning the entire first floor, eren jeager is no where to be found. i head towards the stairs and start walking up, hoping to find him upstairs.

where are you? i text.

as i’m walking down the hallway, i hear a familiar voice.

“In here!”

i walk toward the sound of his voice, the last door of the hallway that has the name “jean” written in bright blue letters. i open the door and see the unexpected.

well, not fully unexpected. i see eren, his almost- shoulder length hair pulled back into a bun and his body adorning grey sweatpants and a navy hoodie, who i was expecting to see, laying down on jeans bed, smiling at the ceiling like a weirdo. yep, he’s one drink away from blacking out. but what i didn’t expect to see was historia reiss, sitting at the end of the bed, picking at her split ends and chewing her gum with her mouth open. my stomach turns at the scene, but i force down my feelings.

“hey!” i say. historia turns to me with a look of disappointment on her face and eren lifts his head and laughs drunkly when he sees me.

“uh,” i suddenly become uncomfortable under historias arrogant stare, “sorry i didn’t knock, i’m here to get eren.”

she looks at eren and then looks at me, saying, “okay..” condescendingly and walks into jeans bathroom. she wasn’t wearing any shoes. erens not wearing any either.

“heyyyy,” eren slurs as i walk over to him. “i didn’t know you partied!” he jokes before bursting out laughing

“you texted me. how much did you have to drink?”

he looks dumbfounded at the simple question “what?”

“i said, how much did you have to drink?” i repeat. i can barely hear my own voice over the booming music.

“uhhhhh-,” he replies after a few seconds, “i don’t know.”

“okay, cmon. get up eren. we’re going.”

“yes ma’am.” he says, giving a military salute. surprisingly, he can stand just fine despite how drunk he seems. i make sure he has everything

and we leave jeans house. we walk over to my parked car and i put eren in the backseat incase he pukes all over my dashboard again. i don’t want a repeat of the last time i picked him up.

“there’s a plastic bag in the right pocket if you need to puke, eren, just letting you know.” i mention as i pull out of the round-a- bout.

“okay, mom, thanks” he scoffs.

i pull unto the main road, stopping at the red light.

“so,” i start,” historia, huh?” my voice filling the silence.

“huh, what’re you talking about?” he says in a genuine, drunk confusion. “did something happen”

“i just didn’t know you guys were really friends.” i reply. and i murmur, “obviously more than that though.”

you’re eyes are fixed on the road, but erens eyes are dead fixed on you after that snide comment that he definitely heard.

“yeah,” he rolls his eyes, sarcasm and the presence of alcohol in his tone, “we had so much fun, y/n. you don’t even know.”

i look at him through the dash cam window and he’s staring at me with a smirk and an indepipherable look in his eyes, testing me. i grip the stealing wheel and drive faster. i know he’s joking, but i can’t tell if he’s hinting at the truth or just telling a lie to get a reaction out of me.i just want this conversation i started to be over with.

“uh, so, how’s jean?” i change the conversation.

“what, you like him or something?”

“what! no!” i deny. “i never said that, eren?”

eren leans back into the seat, head resting on the head rest as he looks up. “whatever.”

unlike eren, there’s no alcohol in my system, but i’m feeling bold today. “what do you mean whatever, eren? you think i like jean?”

“uhhh, haven’t you always?” he states like it’s the obvious. “i saw the way he looked at you in art class.”

“just because he looked at me once or twice doesn’t mean i want him to fuck me or something.”

erens eyes narrow and his brows furrow, lifting his head in interest. “what the fuck did you just say?”

“what the fuck are you saying?” i fight back. “i ask you how jean is and you act like i’m begging on my knees for him. god damn.”

now he’s fully attentive, elbows on his knees and leaning in as if he’ll learn more by his upright posture. “i don’t like the idea of you liking jean,” he states, the slurring of his words still audible , “aaand i don’t like the idea of jean liking you.”

my heart races. “why?”

“maybe it’s the same reason you don’t like seeing me with historia.” and suddenly, he sounds sober.

my heart stops. he heard the comment i made under my breath.

“eren, i don’t care who you see.” the lie is evident in my tone, but eren is so drunk that i don’t bother to hide it. “you can hook up with historia for all i care. have fun with mouth herpes.”

“see, this is what i don’t like,” he slurs out, “did it really not bother you when you saw me and historia in the same bed?”

“why would it bother me? we’re just friends.”

“is that what you want to believe?”

“is that what i shouldn’t believe, eren?”

eren sighs and leans back again. “you remember when i hung out with zeke, flock, reiner, and jean like way back?”

“yeah.”

“that entire time. all they talked about is who would get you first. who would be the first to- fuck. fuck!” he slurs “i never wanted to tell you that!”

my mouth is to the floor. “seriously? that is so- why woudlnt you tell me?”

he looks out the window, “because i was scared that if i told you they liked you, you’d like the attention and shit, and then you wouldn’t be mine.”

my heart is beating out of my chest. “my god, you’re so drunk. eren, you’re speaking nonesense.”

“i’ve been in love with you since the 6th grade.”

“eren, stop.” tears brim my eyes. in the morning, when he’s sober and remembers this, he’ll regret his drunken lies and i’ll have to pretend like this drunk, fake confession didn’t mean the world to me.

“i left the digusting group for that. i hated that me and those annoying dogs had something in common, wanting you.”

“you never wanted me, eren!” i snap, “ you would fake a gag every time our moms shipped us together! and what about historia, huh? don’t act like you two haven’t been sleeping together since highschool. oh, and what about mikasa? you and her-”

“i don’t care about them! all i want is you y/n! i thought you already knew how bad i had it for you” he cuts me off.

“fucking lies.”

he grows quiet for a while.

“i pretended they were you everytime,” he admits,” they didn’t turn me on. i had to pretend they were you, ” he leans in, “and honestly? i still do.”

his words send butteflies rushing to your stomach, but you know better. “eren. you’re drunk”

he pulls his hair out of his messy bun and puts his hood on. “drunken. words. are sober. thoughts!” he enunciates before laughing.

we pull into his house driveway.

“i’m sorry for teasing you about me and historia tonight.” he apologies, and i smell beer from his breath. “im really sorry.”

“i thought drunk words were sober thoughts?” you retaliate with hurt in your tone. you didn’t want to argue, but you didn’t want to not stand your ground.

“i just- wanted to make you jealous. im sorry, y/n” he hugs me, arms wrapping around me tightly as he fits his head into the crook of my neck and sniffs. “god, you smell so good..”

“eren.” you warn.

“your perfume. it drives me insane.” he whines and starts peppering kisses down your neck.

you blush and your heart stops before you push him off of you. he stumbles back, having to regain his balance due to the alchohal in his system. he’s drunk, he’s drunk and he’s so fucking drunk.

the look in his eyes are nothing short of hurt. “y/n..”

“we’ll talk in the morning” you breath out. “go sleep this off.”

“i’ve already tried,” he replies as he walks up the stairs to his room, “why do you think i get so drunk all the damn time. seeing historias face sober every weekend makes me remember that she isn’t you.” he gets to the top step and disappears behind the wall.

#eren jaeger #eren x reader #eren aot #frat #aot #eren yeager #mutual pining #confession #drunk eren #drunk confession #series #pt 1 #eren x you #first post

[levilxvr]

aot men dick analysis

ft. levi, erwin, armin, eren

levi

realistically i’d say he’s a solid 5 inches, 5.5 when hard. He’s not that big of a grower but definitely knows how to use his cock in all the right ways to make you cum. He’s got a single vein going down the right side of his shaft as well, and when he gets hard the tip tends to get really red and swollen. Thickness wise it’s just nice, kinda average.

Oh yeah he’s got the softest balls too, and they’re extremely sensitive. just ghosting your fingers over them makes him shiver with pleasure while they contract in your hand. In terms of his cum, it’s more on the thicker side, but usually his load isn’t that much unless he’s been pent up for weeks.

erwin

Lord every time I look at him the first thing that comes to my mind is big dick energy. Erwin’s about 6 inches when soft, but when he gets hard it can go up to 7.5. It’s more on the straight side but there’s a slight curve towards his abdomen. And it’s THICK.

He’s a little embarrassed about it bc he’s so big and thinks it’s too much, but every time you guys have sex you prove him wrong. The slit on the head of his cock is basically his weak spot btw. Rub your thumb over it, spread the precum leaking out and his legs instantly turn to jelly.

armin

he’s about 5 inches but the girth of his cock makes up for the length. His cock has a really nice upward curve, tbh out of all of them i’d say he’s got the prettiest dick. It’s cute, and every time he gets hard theres a soft pinkish flush on the upper part of the shaft that matches the blush on his cheeks.

He’s got a really sensitive head as well. No actually his whole cock is super sensitive- even the feeling of the cold air hitting the skin when you pull down his pants makes him bite his lower lip to stop himself from moaning.

eren

man’s got a huge dick and he’s proud of it. He doesn’t need to grow any balls either because they’re also big, at least that’s what he says whenever connie taunts him. Eren isn’t much of a grower- I feel like his cock is around 7 inches? Idk I can imagine him with both a big dick and a scrawny pp.

Ok it’s slightly more on the thinner side in terms of thickness, but that doesn’t matter because it’s long enough to make you feel so full every time he’s inside you. And if theres one thing more impressive than his size, it’s the amount of veins lining his shaft from the base all the way up, fading off near the tip. He’s so veiny and loves when you trace those lines while stroking him off.

#i was lowkey drunk when i wrote this #levi ackerman smut #levi x reader smut #levi smut #levi ackerman x reader #levi x reader #erwin smut #erwin x reader smut #eren smut #eren yeager x reader smut #armin smut #armin x reader smut #armin arlert x reader smut #armin arlert smut

[chrollohearttags]

of course I had to make our favs lmao <3 EJ and (y/n)..showing off my sims cause I’m not completely clueless anymore 😭

#they were on a date lmao #they got drunk and then went to go fuck in the park 😭😭 #very much something they’d do #sims 4 #and yes #they are whores #they piss me off so bad 😭😭 #my sims #musician x influencer au #eren jaeger #black y/n #eren x black reader #cherry chats 🍒

[sunshineting]

Imagine coming home on demon time when you’re drunk.

You come home from a night out at the club or lounge with friends. Your man opens the door for you as soon as you step out of your Uber. He looks so fucking good.

“Hi babyyyyy” you drawl out. Immediately you start rubbing all up on him. His pecs look so perky, arms big and muscular. All he’s wearing is some sexy gray sweats and socks.

“You had fun?” He asks with an eyebrow raised.

“Yuppers! I suuurrree did!” You giggle. You wobble to the couch as he locks up. You fling yourself onto the couch and cackle because it felt fast. Your tight dress is riding up to your hips. Your boyfriend walks toward you and stops just in front. As you sit, you wrap your arms around his waist. Little kisses pepper his tummy, leaving stains of your lipgloss color.

“Lemme suck yo dick” you say, looking up at him. You give him a pearly white smile.

“I dunno, baby, you’re pretty drunk right now. I don’t wanna take advantage of you”

“Advantage?! Whaaattt? No baby I want your dick in my mouth. I want you to fuck my throat and cum on my face!”

He’d be lying if he said that your filthy words didn’t turn him on. You were usually so innocent, so shy about what you wanted. He feels his cock harden. He cups your face, caressing your cheeks with his thumbs. You look so pretty like this. Looking up at him with those big eyes and batting your lashes. The pout on your lips, begging for what you want. How could he deny you?

He ends up giving you exactly what you want and then some, putting you to sleep. 🥰

EREN, Reiner, Connie, Gojo, Choso, Law, Kid, Zoro, Ace, Kakashi, Tobirama, any characters you can think of lol

#I thought of this last night when I was drunk and feral #jjk smut #aot smut #op smut #naruto smut #roronoa zoro #trafalgar law #eustass kid #eren jaeger #reiner braun #connie springer #gojo satoru #choso kamo #portgas d ace #kakashi hatake #tobirama senju #kait's writes

[stoned-eren]

gonna make him [REDACTED] until i [REDACTED] and then we both [REDACTED]

#.txt #sorry if im being annoying rn. #im so drunk i have to retype everything like 3 times #i can’t see anything #attack on titan #aot #shingeki no kyojin #snk #eren jeager #eren #eren yeager #eren jager #n.sfw

[magicxc]

Drunk In Love

Pairings: Survey Corps x Black!Reader

Word Count: 435

Warnings: none

A/N: Get me to my bed and I’ll love you forever. Alcohol is literally melatonin for me loll. What do you want when you’re drunk?

Eren  - the hungry drunk. Hide ya kids, hide ya wives….no mf hide ya snacks. This man will get drunk and grow three separate stomachs. He legit once ran through y’alls entire kitchen one night. Now, when he gets drunk you lock up everything and leave him about 3-4 designated snacks. And if he runs through those, which he will, he’ll just have to sleep it off. 

Levi - the friendly drunk. Levi legit has an alter ego cause who is this man? He’s complimenting outfits, dapping up strangers, and buying rounds for the bar. Can we keep him drunk?

Erwin - the sassy drunk. Erwin is actually a really good time when teetering the edge of sobriety. But that fun gets multiplied by twice the frustration when he gets inebriated. As soon as he gets to saying “ohhh? So mfs can’t say excuse me?” Yeahhh, it’s time to wrap it up. 

Connie - sleepy drunk. Get him to the nearest mattress and he’ll love you forever. Mans just wants a good nap after a good time.

Jean - the caller. You now know to send Jean straight to voicemail at this point which doesn’t help much cause all he’ll do is clog your voicemail. Normally you don’t mind entertaining his drunk shenanigans but after the third phone call, your phone gets put on do not disturb.

Onyankopon - the not drunk, drunk. His eyes are bloodshot red, he’s slurring his words, and can’t walk in a straight line. But best believe he can gather his wits enough to down another shot and fuck up the dance floor. Ony is the drunk that never wants to leave and is always looking for the next move. 

Reiner - texter drunk. Someone take his phone away cause all he’ll do is blow yours up to smithereens. He’ll start to text you play by play moments of the night, none of which you can decipher by the fifth text message. 

Armin - cuddly drunk. When the liquor gets to pouring all he wants to do is be up under you. Legit flesh to flesh. You once woke up to your body on fire after he’d caught a fever after a bois night out. Since then, you’ve made sure to have two separate sheets for you both and the fan set on high.

Floch - the loud drunk. Floch goes from 0 to 100 once that bottle gets to flowing. It's like when you’re wearing headphones and don’t realise how much louder you’re speaking to someone. This is only fun in loud environments. Once he gets home, you very strongly consider making him sleep outside. You’ve also since invested in noise canceling headphones.

#Emmy Writes #Emmy Tries #Attack on Titan #shingeki no kyojin #eren x reader #levi ackerman #erwin smith #connie springer #jean kirstein #aot onyankopon #reiner braun #armin arlert #floch forster #drunk tings #speaking of #I need a drink rn

[usuibu]

Omg!!! I live ur writing so much! The way you write eren is like literally perfect!! I was wondering if I could request reader walking home or at a party or just like out somewhere and they notice some people making her uncomfy and they cal eren to pick them up? Some fluff and comfort are my coping mechanism 😭

LMAO STOP THE COPING MECHANISM IS SO REAL💀💀 and ofc bb thankyou so much for the request i love you😋🥰

Im just gonna work off the whole saviour dynamic w eren and hopefully u dont mind

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You don’t know why you’re here, you really should’ve just stayed home if only Mikasa hadn’t dragged you out.

“Cmonnnn it’ll be fun, I promise! Even Sasha’s coming!”

You really shouldn’t have listened to her, right now she’s - God knows where - with Sasha playing some obscure drinking game while you’re here sitting on the leather couch already intoxicated yourself.

You felt gross. Sticky even from the sweaty, crowded living room, humidity suffocating you. There was about 5 people on this couch made to fit only 2, you sat there staring down at your stupid sore feet in your stupid stupid heels with stupid strangers grazing your bare legs next to you.

The noise of the room tuned out as your tipsy brain was half conscious until you were snapped back into reality feeling a creeping hand on your shoulder.

Whoever was next to you was apparently speaking for long enough that you don’t know what they’re on about, “— or we could go back to my apartment..”

Your head snaps back up and you anxiously shrug off this guys tacky hand, sobering up just a little bit. Enough to start comprehending things.

“Sorry, I have to go” you say while peeling yourself off the leather, you don’t know where you have to go you just knew to leave because clearly you weren’t functioning well alone.

You turn and almost begin walking away until you almost trip on your stupid heels, this guys hand had gripped your arm rather too harshly to pull you right back onto the couch.

“Hey we were in the middle of something” he slurs, clearly a little more intoxicated than you.

You’re still so lost, why the fuck is he still talking? Why is this room is so hot? This couch is too sticky. His breath smells like shit. Your feet hurt like shit. You’re so tired all you want to do is leave at this point. All of your senses have been overwhelmed you can’t take it.

He continues to ramble nonsense again so you settle to tune it out again, unsure if your feet have the strength to even walk away and give resistance against this random ass guy if he tries anything worse.

You pull out your phone from your unpractically tiny bag and open your messages.

23:16 — Eren

Erenb

Yes this is erenb

Can gou pixk me up

How drunk are you💀

Honestly nor that nuch this tine

Thid guys bortherijf me hurry up ples😋

This guy??

What’s going on?

Donr asknme idek myslef💀💀 hes jusr weirdinf me out

Im coming dw mika sent me the address earlier

Otw

He didn’t lie when he said he’d be quick, honestly Eren was waiting for you to return from the party. He got too bored sitting in your apartment alone watching tv.

You get a call and immediately shoot up knowing Erens arrived. You’re still too drunk to process whatever this guy was doing.

You think he’s following behind you? Who knows? You get out the front door with a cool breeze hitting you. It’s much quieter out here which would be nice if this guy wasn’t still trying to pursue you even after a good ten minutes of radio silence from you.

You feel your body sigh with relief as you spot Eren’s car, you make eye contact with him through the front window smiling. You can slightly see how he grins at your drunken walk in your painful heels until your vision spins to face the guy.

His hand was now on your shoulder and before you knew it Eren was getting out of his car. Whoever this man was he was clearly upset?? Clearly drunk and clearly mad at you. He’s rambling and you still don’t want to listen, hes saying something about you not mentioning you had a boyfriend or anything along those lines?

All you knew is that he was mad, you could feel it in his inebriated grip on your shoulder. Then you start to feel the alcohol coming back up you’re system as his other hand creeps to hold your waist. “Cmon ditch your boyfriend”

Before you can get a word of disgust out you feel familiar arms save you from this repulsive guys hold. Eren shoves his chest as he drunkenly stumbles backwards.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Eren spits out as his arm ushers you to stand a little behind him. He isn’t really one for violence when it’s a complete stranger. He has better things to do than that.

He can tell he’s drunk and after a few nonsensical sentences pour out the guys mouth; Eren’s done eyeing him down with demise so he walks you back to his car while the guy drags himself back to the party.

“Are you alright?” He questions you while rubbing his hand against your arms to warm you up as much as he can walking down the party’s front yard.

“Yeah I’m alright now at least, thank you Eren”

“That guy looked fucking homeless”

You softly smile to yourself, at ease in Eren’s presence. Half the grossness you felt in that stupid party had already began dissolving.

The drive home was quiet, calm. You were dozing off in the passenger seat while you held his free hand in you lap. His thumb swept back and forth until you arrived home. He reaches behind into the back seat, you’re too hazy to question why really. Eren bends over to take off your heels to then slide ur home slippers on.

“I don’t know why you wore those tonight, you know they hurt”

“I know right?!” You huff back at him. He laughs softly at your drunken state and gets out the car. He opens your car door to usher you out and puts his arm around you to help you walk to your apartment.

He lies you down on the couch and tells u to stay which you have no real trouble doing. He returns to the room holding one of his navy blue t-shirts and grey shorts.

“Okay baby, take off ur dress” he says gently.

“At least ask me to dinner first” you retort back. You snicker at your own joke but take off your dress all the same. He slips his shirt and shorts onto you then carries you to your bed effortlessly.

“You’re soo strong, do you have a girlfriend?” you giggle while feeling up his muscular arms. He only laughs at you and quickly leaves to grab something. He returns again, your micellar water in one hand and your toner in the other, “hey which one is the makeup thingy to take it off?” He questions, trying to communicate with whatever sober is left in you. You point to the micellar bottle and he wipes your face with it. The cool water and Eren’s delicate touch was extremely soothing. Although making you even more tired it did sober you up a little more.

Once he’s done, he puts everything down and climbs in bed next to you, pulling the blanket up, he moves you so that you’re on your side and pulls your knee toward him so that your leg is over his legs. He moves his arm to lie under your neck and pulls your whole body nearer with his free hand now on the small of your back.

You inhale deeply the scent of his chest and neck, now intoxicated by his musky scent while his hand slides up to bring your head nearer while he breathes deeply too, face shoved in the top of your head.

He moves to place a chaste kiss on your forehead.“You okay?” He asks, voice just above a whisper.

“Now I am, that guy was weird”, you murmur back still with a face full of chest.

“Yeah he was a fucking weirdo” Eren says, now speaking at a normal volume. “You’re not going alone to those parties anymore, I’m having a word with Mikasa trust”

You laugh at his seriousness and press a kiss to his collar bone, “No laughing I’m serious” he smiles, making space between you too to be able to kiss your collar bone too. He litters playful kisses on your neck. You laugh more while he roughly moves on top of you to only press more ticklish pecks all over you; intentionally smothering you.

You stop him by grabbing both sides of his head and bringing his lips to yours. You kiss him softly while he willingly returns it. He deepens the kiss with his tongue swiping your bottom lip until you open your mouth in the slightest, letting him slip it inside.

#attack on titan #eren jaeger #eren x reader #eren aot #headcanons #eren x you #bf!eren #boyfriend!eren #saviour #eren fluff #eren x reader fluff #aot fluff #comfort #eren comfort #eren x reader comfort #drunk reader #harrassment?

[junibugs]

since your name is margot and your middle name is juniper… spiderverse! eren and you are practically meant to be (bc it means your initials are mj 🤭)

WAITTTTTTT WAIIIT NO WAITTTTTTTT😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

FOREST IGE NEVWR THOUGHT OF THAT LMFAOOOO

i've always just seen myself as "juniper" or "margot" not MJ😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

#okay it's decided spiderverse eren will be the next fic out #can u guys tell i'm drunk

[dont-f-with-moogles]

Terra Darling 💖

What about 50 with Armin ? [The other character(s) involved is/are up to you]

Tysm 😘

Drunk Drabbles 50: "This is girl talk, so leave.” Here you are, Val! Avec Armin as you requested.

Girl Talk Characters: Levi, Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Sasha, Jean, Connie, Historia Word Count: 686 words

Levi stood in the shadow of the old storehouse. Peering from beneath his cloak, he surveyed the empty streets of Trost. The sky was hung heavily with grey; the promise of an impending storm. 

He lowered his hood and retreated back inside the building where he had left the younger recruits. All were crowded under one of the brick arches which ran abreast of the long, dimly lit room. As Levi approached, the clamour of their voices grew even louder.

“You can’t apply foundation that thickly,” Mikasa was scolding Historia, “look, you’ve left a tidemark on his neck. You need to blend it further down, like this.” She leaned down to rub the skin of Armin’s neck with two outstretched fingers. 

“This isn’t a fucking makeup tutorial!” Eren exploded, his voice echoing around the storehouse’s lofty ceiling. “If we don’t split up now the anti-personnels will just ambush us!”

“Hate to admit it but Jaeger’s right,” Jean sighed, “can’t he just go like that? I can’t even see a tidemark.”

Levi stood listening in quiet disbelief.

“You know, maybe you two should just go on ahead then,” Armin tried genially, despite the tremor in his voice, “after all this is girl talk, so leave, why don’t you?”

“I’ll hurry this up!” Eren dived upon the makeup bag which Historia was clutching. He withdrew a mascara wand and brandished it at Armin’s face. 

“Tell me how to do it!” he demanded.

As Mikasa stepped aside, Levi could see Armin seated upon a wooden chair, his hands clutching his knees. He was dressed in a white blouse which clashed horribly with the clownish shade of orange coating his face. A long, cotton peasant skirt fell from his waist past his ankles. He was eyeing Sasha who had been clicking an eyelash curler experimentally at him whilst Eren advanced upon him with the mascara. 

“Sasha, I’m begging you… let me do my eyes myself. It’s standard procedure when applying makeup, I believe. I- I’ve read books…”

“But I’ll try my best!” Sasha assured him with a particularly emphatic click of the curler, “um, how many eyelashes do you not need?”

“Don’t pull too many,” Mikasa warned her. “He still needs to be able to blink.”

“Uncanny…” Levi breathed, thinking back to the long night he and Hange had spent extracting various parts of Sannes’ face. He shook the memory from his mind with a quiet grunt of disapproval.

“Oi.”

All heads turned towards him. 

“I told you to never congregate in a group! It’s not safe.” Levi swept out an arm, sending the group scattering like a flock of birds. “Get out of here now!”

As Connie stumbled last out of the door, Levi glared once more at Armin. To the boy’s surprise, he lifted the makeup bag and inspected its contents carefully. Then Levi withdrew an eyeliner pen.

“Stay still.” 

Armin could scarcely believe it as Captain Levi, Humanity’s Strongest, grasped him by the chin. He tilted Armin’s head upwards and, holding the eyeliner in his free hand, bit down and tore off the cap.

“Close your eyes,” he slurred over the plastic cap held between his teeth. Trembling, Armin obliged. Gently, Levi drew a small black flick upon the boy’s eyelid. It was all Armin could do to suppress a flinch.

“You just want to sweep it across the lid,” Levi advised, gently adorning Armin’s other eye. The young scout made a small, nervous sound in reply.

“And if the others ask, I was not part of this girl talk shit. I have a reputation to uphold, Arlet. One word and I’ll force feed you the entire contents of this bag.”

Bonus: Outside, Jean was tugging a dark, brown wig over his sand-coloured hair. He ruffled the top of his head and then stood back to check the effect in a shop window. Swearing, he hurled the item to the dusty pavement. 

“I’m not wearing this! I look nothing like you anyway!” he snarled. Eren, who was slouched by the adjoining wall, gave a shrug.

“Exactly. That’s cause I don’t look like a fucking farm animal.”

My askes are always open. So who you gonna call? 👉 Drabble challenge.

#drunk drabbles #who wants an AoT AU makeover show? #Erwin Levi and Hange on the judges panel perhaps? #levi ackerman #eren jaeger #mikasa ackerman #armin arlert #sasha braus #jean kirschstein #connie springer #historia reiss #attack on titan #attack on titan drabble #writing asks #my writing

[xoxoxo-beee]

The reunion

Includes: y/n, Jean, eren, Connie

Summary: y/n comes back to her hometown, while she was gone for college, the little boys she remembered has grown up.

Warnings: drugs use, foursome, hardcore sex, let me know if there is some I missed :)

You, eren, Jean, and Connie has been friends since forever. Y’all parents were high school friends so basically y’all was forced to grow up together. They always acted like big brothers around you, especially Making sure no boys be around you. Now your back for the first time in 4 years.

When you got home you sat down your luggage and went straight to the place you know they would be at. Lay Club (basically a place I made up where it’s a cafe but also a activity center). When you walked inside memories came flushing in your brain. You walked around smiling and saying hello to your old classmates. Until you went into the vip room and saw them. Wow how much they had changed. Eren was smoking a blunt with a girl on his lap while Connie and Jean talking to the other 2 other girls. “Am I interrupting something?” “Y/N” Connie yelled and ran up to you giving you the biggest hug “when did you get here” you smiled “just a hour ago” Connie smiled and look you up and down “wow you have changed” “y’all have too”.

Jean came up and hug you harder. You looked behind him and saw the 2 girls giving you the evil stare and saw eren staring you down. “Hey eren long time no see?” He took the blunt out of his mouth and pushed the girl off of him causing her to yelp. He stood up and walked to you. Wow when did he get so tall. “Still short as hell, did you even grow?” You rolled your eyes “shut up, you get on my ner-..” “umm hello you know we are here” one of the girls made the comment “ok and you see we are talking shut the hell up” Connie replied. “Ugh we out” the 3 girls left. “Damn my bad didn’t mean to run them out” “we don’t care they was getting boring anyways”. Well damn “we should throw a welcome back party” “umm no it be alright” “shut up y/n we going do it at erens place” “what..why at my place” “bc…. It is anyways be there at 8”. Y’all all agreed and left

It was 7:30 and decided to go there a little early. You decided to wear a black cropped top and a black skirt. Eren sent you the address and you headed towards that way. When you got there you knocked on the door. Your eyes widened, it was eren with no shirt with his town hanging low that showed his v line. “Ah you here early” “umm yea” eren smiled “my eyes are up here y/n” you rolled your eyes and pushed him out of the way “don’t get so cocky” you sit down on the sofa and look on the table all you could see was weed and cocaine. “Eren wth why you have this stuff” “because it’s fun why not” “this stuff is bad for you” “and again I don’t care” he walks in the back to change and closed his door. You took the time to look around erens apartment. The first thing you see is a bra. “Really eren.” “What” you pointed at the bra “oh that’s not mine” “wow really” you said with a sarcastic voice

“Here I got some alcohol and the pizza should be on the way” “oh ok, where is Connie and Jean” “they the ones who are getting the pizza” “oh”. Eren reached for the blunt and light it. He blew the smoke it your face. You coughed “come on eren cut it out” “it’s my house I can do what I want to do. Want some?” “Hell no that stuff is terrible” “come on one puff and I leave you alone alr?” “…. Fine ok one puff”

(Side note: I’m not encouraging people to do drugs. Drugs are terrible and do not recommend trying)

You took the blunt and stated coughing. Eren started laughing. “So how was it?” “Not that bad actually” “see told you go ahead and take another puff” while you taking more puffs eren started sniffing up some of the cocaine.

“Why aren’t they opening the door?” Connie yelled “idk good thing eren leave a key in the flower pot” Jean replied while gabbing the key and unlocking it “hey y’all we got the pizza-..”. It was music blasting and you was up dancing while eren was sniffing up the cocaine. “What the hell” Jean yelled. You saw Jean and ran up to him “Heyyyy y’all what took y’all so long” you laughed “y/n are you fucking high” “noooo” you said laughing and walking away to take another puff. Connie took away the blunt “HEY, give it back” “hell no eren dude wth” eren smiled “when did y’all get here, come smoke with us” eren said while picking up the blunt. “Yes come on y’all don’t be a pussy” Connie and Jean gave up and started doing it also

an hour go by

Everyone is high as hell. There was one more blunt on the table and eren grab it first “come on eren let me have it” “no you already smoked 2 this one is mine”. You tried to grab the blunt and ended up on erens lap. Eren grabbed your hips. “I recommend you getting down” you smiled and say “or what?”. Eren was surprised that you replied to his comment like that. “Y/n get down your high” “yea high and horny, come on I know you had always wanted to. You think I’m dumb I saw how you looked at me when I came in.. come on eren please” you slowly got down from his lap and got on your knees and started unbuckling his belt. Jean and Connie walked in from getting more alcohol from the kitchen.

“What the hell is going on” “I don’t know she just started doing this” eren replied “but at the same time I don’t want to stop her. “I can do y’all 2 also” you smiled at them. You slowly took out erens cock. You gasped you have never seen a cock this big. “Come on don’t look at it suck it.” You have only fucked one boy and that was you ex boyfriend. Eren is much bigger then him. You started slow and only put the tip in. Eren rolled his eyes and grab your head and shove more then half of his cock down your throat. You started to freak out and tried to push away but eren stopped you. You had no choose but to take it. Your eyes started watering while he bobbed your head up and down.

While he did that Jean pulled down your skirt and started licking your pussy and Connie taking off your bra to suck your tits. Eren slapped your face “look at me… good girl” “shit I’m coming” “going take all my cum aren’t you?” Eren groaned while coming in your mouth. “Swallow” you swallowed it and open your mouth to show him. “Good”. Jean picked you up and continue eating you out. Your legs stated shaking and you was grabbing his head. You was screaming that you was coming . All they did was laugh at how you was reacting how you was shaking and trying to push away jean head. You did one last scream before coming in jeans mouth. Jean cleaned it all up for you. You was on the couch shaking and crying. “Please I need someone inside of me”

Connie grabbed you and put you above him shoving his dick in your ass. A loud scream came out. Connie covered your mouth “shut the fuck up im not even that big”. He started pounding you all you hear is smacking nosies. Eren decided that he was going have fun with you also so he was about to shove his dick in your pussy while Connie was in the back. “Wait no please eren I never had 2 at the same time”. Eren ignore your comment and continue pushing inside of you. You blacked out for a good second. Eren was smacking your face to wake up. “Wake up bitch, you can take 2”. All you could do was scream and yell. “Jean shut her up”. Jean walked over and shove his dick in your mouth. All of your holes was filled. You was dizzy. You didn’t feel so good. You could see erens dick in your stomach. They continue doing this for the next couple of hours. “You did so good y/n we should really do this more” There was cum dripping down your body and hand marks all over your body. You replied with a smile and shocked your head yes

#attack on titan headcanons #attack on titan smut #attack on titan #tw eren x y/n #tw eren smut #Tw Jean #Tw Connie smut #tw dark content #tw con #tw jean x y/n #Tw smut #Tw y/n got pounded #tw drugs #tw drunk #tw high

[ficsforeren]

Hi Kana .What type of drunk would your eren's be?

Well, if we're sorting them based on this post:

The Happy Drunk: Himbo Eren

The Sloppy Drunk: Also Himbo Eren

The Sentimental Drunk: Also, yet again, Himbo Eren (LMAO he's a menace), but also Idol Ren

The Infantile Drunk: Himbo Er--actually, fuck it, himbo eren fits every category, and Idol Ren

The Violent Drunk: IDOL REEEEEEN LMAOOOOO but not like throwing punches or everything, he just starts spewing shits. the moment he opens his mouth, he'll just trashtalk everybody and tell their biggest, most embarrassing secrets to everyone in the room NO ONE IS SAFE I SWEAR

The Touchy-Feely Drunk: Knight Eren, Soldier Eren, Rockstar Eren, Dragon Eren LOL their love language is physical touch so... it just gets worse when they're drunk

The Naked Drunk: there's only one eren who's like this and guess who? yep, himbo ren

The Broken Drunk: .... rockstar eren.... imsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorry

The Manic Drunk: HIMBO REN but also maybe idol

The Professional Drunk: College Eren, Secret Agent Eren, Mafia Eren, Vampire Eren

#this was fun!! thanks for the ask baby! #i want to get drunk with himbo eren please he sounds so fun #kana answers stuff #eren multiverse canon #queue

[senseearlyje]

Drunk - JeanEre/EreJean Drabble

When Eren drinks, his face turns bright pink – like a ripe peach, juicy and sweet, ready for the picking. Jean can’t help but want to have a taste for himself, but…

“Here, water,” Jean says as he brings the glass to Eren’s lips. “It’ll make you feel better.”

Eren must’ve be so intoxicated because he wordlessly takes Jean’s advice and drinks. His throat bobs with every gulp and Jean wonders how soft Eren’s skin must be underneath his lips.

Eren lets out a relieved sigh when he finishes the entire glass. “Thanks.”  

Jean shrugs. “No problem.”

Then, with a weak moan, Eren settles himself on Jean’s lap, his small body curled on Jean’s. When he is drunk, he claims that he gets too hot, too antsy. But even then, he clambers on Jean – his arms hooked around Jean’s neck, legs pressed on Jean’s sides. A warm puff of breath brushes against Jean’s collarbone.

God. Eren is just there, and yet…

“Ugh. Stop talking,” Eren mutters. His eyes are coming to a close. His breathing is becoming slow and more even.

Jean smiles. Even at the brink of sleep, Eren manages to be his bratty self. “Stop squirming then.”

Eren doesn’t respond. Breathy snores tickle Jean’s earlobe. The alcohol is starting to get to Jean – because for some reason, he wants to hold Eren, to keep him safe and never let him go. To make him happy.

But in any other time, without the alcohol, they would be at each other’s throats.

I hate you so much, Jean wants to say. But he always yearns for the taste of peaches.

#erejean #jeanere #jean kirschtien #eren jaeger #im drunk while im writing this #eren jeager

[putobear]

my digital footprint is so funny, like. imagine ur my designated TSA NSA agent n ur looking thru my circa 2012 chickensmoothie acc forum replies & see this......

#LITERALLY #THIS IS COPIED N PASTED FROM MY ACC: #“ #Fave character: Sasuke (Not a fangirl way but i do like him. His life is like mine and he thinks like me) #” #WDYFM HIS LIFE IS LIKE MINE #DELUSIOAL #DELUSIONAL #im drunk but thats besides the pint #also no1 asked but i laid a trap for the friend who got me into chickthesmoothie n think its rl funny #like the last time this bitch logged on was 2021 so it's not UNthinkable that she'll log back on in the next 5 yrs #so my signature in my profile was all like (incase she viewed it) ........... girl what r u still doing here?...... cring.e #also i would like to ask #does havign a chickensmoothie acc increase ur likelyhood for being a furry.. bc i think it does.. so i get why ppl have pegged me as a #nomu fucker b4 #it's in my heritage #as a chickensmoothie player #JOKES ofc #the monster fucker ysa idea is baseless..... #except for titan!eren specifically v. the war hammer titan #ye

[vinular]

Attacked By An Aggressive Dog Named Levi - Ereri

Ship: Eren x Levi (Attack On Titan)

Genre: University AU / Mentions of NSFW

Summary: Eren wakes up from what he thought was a drunk dream to find that it was actually a reality. 

Authors Notes: Welcome to my first proper Fanfiction short story. Enjoy!

"Well, fuck."

Eren looked in the mirror and ran his hands around his neck. His eyes widened and he felt his hands begin to tremble as memories of the night before flooded back to him.

It wasn't meant to happen; that was for sure. He was expecting to have gone to bed after a game of spin the bottle ended up with him smashing the bottle on the floor and cutting his hand.

That was clearly not what had happened as he started at the pink and purple bruises that decorated him. 

"Well... This isn't good." He muttered. He looked around the room, the sunlight from open curtains blinding him and making his head pulse.

And his first ever hangover. Great.

After standing for a few moments and trying to convince himself he was hallucinating, the boy staggered out of his room toward the living room.

He gasped and hid behind the door.

Levi was on the sofa.

Shit. He had stayed round last night too.

Eren took a deep breath and opened the door slowly , too desperate for a drink to wait until Levi had disappeared.

The male’s eyes snapped open at the sound of the door opening and faced Eren to stare straight into his eyes.

"Good morning." he announced.

Eren faltered and cleared his throat.

"G-Good morning Heichou."

Levi's sleepy eyes flickered to Erens red and purple neck, and he began to laugh.

"You wanted, so I gave."

Eren felt his face heat up and he shook his head.

"I thought it was a dream.”

“Definitely not.”

Eren ran a hand around his neck once more and flinched physically as his fingers brushed past a signifcant bruise on the right side of his neck.

“The fuck is this?!” He exclaimed, running over to Levi. 

Levi sucked in a breath through his teeth. 

“Yeah, that’s not... what I was supposed to do.”

Eren’s heart began beating frantically as anxiety swelled up in him.

Levi looked at him and grinned. 

“May have bit you too hard.”

“Good morning!” A voice rang out through the kitchen. Startled, Eren jumped up and ran to the other side of the room, grabbing a hoodie and throwing it on. He made sure that the hood was up and his neck was concealed. 

“Good morning... Armin.”

Levi sniggered in his chair and waved to the flatmate that had just entered the room.

Armin cocked his head in confusion. 

“Are you ok?” He asked. Eren nodded his head, flinching at the bruise. 

“All good. Just tired.”

“Me too. Last night was fun, eh?” 

Eren smacked his hand over his mouth and another memory resurfaced. 

“I kissed Mikasa during spin the bottle.”

Silence. 

“Shit. I’m also seeing Dad tomorrow... how am I going to hide this?!”

Levi chuckled and ran a hand through his hair. 

Eren shook his head and fought the urge to panic. 

“Wait, hide what?”

Eren choked on air as he looked Armin in the eyes. The boy’s blue eyes stared into his and Eren couldn’t find the words to tell him what happened. He looked toward Levi, but the man did nothing else. He was busy on tiktok.

“Uh...”

“Wait, what’s that on your neck?!”

“I got attacked by an aggressive dog, ok?!”

#aot #ereri #fanfic #fanfiction #attackontitan #erenjaeger #eren #levi ackermann #lev #eren x levi #spin the bottle #drunk #hangover #nightmare

[stoned-eren]

a/n: drunk eren confesses his love for you on a rainy day ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ☂ i didn’t know how to end it so apologies it ends abruptly ehehe ;;;

t/w: mentions of alcohol

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small droplets of water formed on the windowsill of your bedroom. they glistened with a multitude of colors, taking your attention away as you heard the soft pitter-patter of the rain outside.

bottles of apple cider were littered on your table, scattered in an unorganized mess. one was tipped over, dripping onto the carpet. you made a mental note to clean it once you had the chance.

your breath was flushed with alcohol, a mixture of fermented apples and spiced cinnamon. you had one too many ciders; your senses intertwined with the room around you. dizzy and dazed, you slumped deeper into the bed, head propped against the wall.

“hey,” breathed a low, deep voice. “hey, were you even listening?”

you glanced up from your drunk stupor to look at the figure across the room. oh right, you almost forgot that eren was here with you.

“yeah… what were you saying again?” you managed to slur out, head tilting in the boy’s direction.

he let out a small huff. “you’re ridiculous.”

“and drunk.” you retorted.

you could see a small smile fall on his face. he was holding a bottle of cider, periodically swigging it. there was a tint of red on his cheeks, it was evident he was drunk himself.

he ran a hand through his long, unkempt hair. “well, just forget about it. it’s nothing important.”

“oh no, no i’m listening now, tell me.” you adjusted yourself from your comfy spot and leaned in closer, hoping it would show eren that you were interested in what he had to say.

“mmh. no, i changed my mind.” eren glanced away from you. it was odd. usually eren was a loudmouth, willing to speak his mind about any subject you two brought up. the fact that he was clamming up, and the fact that you were plastered, made you curious on what he said before you spaced out.

“awh, cmon. you know you can tell me anything ‘ren.” you scooted yourself from your spot, hanging your legs off the edge of the bed. you tapped the bed, beckoning eren to sit with you. “come sit.”

eren clambered out of the chair he was in. he almost lost his footing, stumbling his way to you. he plopped himself down on the bed beside you, bottle still in his hand. he had a somber look written on his face as he turned to look at you.

“it’s just… do you really want to be going out with someone who has a face like a beaver?” eren said lowly. there was a hint of annoyance in his voice as he took another swig from his bottle.

you sighed loudly. how many times has eren said this? “i told you, we’re not dating. stephen and i are just friends.”

eren let out a grunt in response. it was clear that your answer wasn’t satisfactory to him.

“i promise ‘ren. you’re my best friend, i’d tell you if i was dating anybody.”

eren sat there, silent. he took another swig of the bottle, seemingly finishing it. he set the bottle down, and stared off through the window. you sat there, looking at him, waiting for a response. even though he was your best friend, it was incredibly hard to read him. you couldn’t tell if he was upset, angry, or just drunk.

“besides… why does it even matter?” you added.

eren looked at you. his face was completely red, cheeks flushed with alcohol, while his emerald eyes were staring into yours. you could feel yourself growing hot with each second he spent staring at you. it felt like an eternity, just staring into each other’s eyes while the soft sounds of the rain hit the windowsill.

“i’m… just your friend?” he finally said. his voice was soft, much softer than usual.

you took a second to process what he just said. when the realization hit you, you stared at eren, unsure of what to say. he sat there, unmoving.

“well… what do you mean?” was all you could muster. maybe you were misinterpreting things.

“i mean that…” eren trailed off, suddenly scooting up to you. he placed his hand on yours, staring deeply into your eyes. you felt like he could consume you with just his gaze. he leaned in closer, lips brushing against your ear. “…we could be so much more.”

you let out a small squeak. "eren..."

he nuzzled himself against the crook of your neck. "just tell me you want it too."

eren leaned into you more, laying you down on the bed. he was half on top of you at this point, leaving light pecks on your neck while whispering sweet nothings into your ear. “you’re so beautiful… gonna make you mine…” eren was slurring his words, completely wasted at this point.

the two of you laid there for a while, eren giving you light kisses on your ear and neck while you whimpered, running your hands through his hair. you could smell the alcohol that emanated off of his body, the spices hitting your nose. the rain was soothing, ever so slightly tapping against the glass.

you wrapped your arms around him, pulling him in closer. he positioned his head to look at you, a drunken smile plastered on his face.

your lips were brushing against each other's, eyes fixated on one another. you inched forward, just enough to press your lips against eren's. eren's kiss was gentle, his lips were soft and warm. you melted into each kiss. he pulled away, your lips still touching.

“you’re everything to me.” eren confessed. "i love you."

#i am drunk myself so this seems like the right time to post this #plus valentines day so!! #hope you enjoy <3 #eren yeager #eren jager #eren jeager #eren x you #eren x y/n #eren x reader #eren x reader fluff #eren fluff #fluff #eren x y/n fluff #eren x you fluff #aot #attack on titan #attack on titan fluff #eren attack on titan #snk #shingeki no kyojin #writing.exe

[1990danieljohnston]

went to get cigarettes while violently drunk and the guy from the shop started talking to me about shingeki no kyojin cause he saw my t-shirt. dude. man. boy man. i don't even remember my name who tf is zeke. eren? i don't know a single thing

#he caught me by surprise as i was leaving and my brain couldn't process anything #i was like haha yeah levi's really cool!! meanwhile he kept saying how zeke's eren but w/o fatherly love #i didn't even know what to say that was so weird i think i'm not even drunk anymore