#eren jaeger oneshot

[certifiedjaeger]

“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified” with Eren pls. Thank you. ❤️

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Character: Eren Jaeger x fem!reader

Prompt: “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

Word Count: 3K+

A/N: thank you <3!! I hope you like this 😌💕 I didn’t have a lot of time to edit this so I’m sorry if it’s like…..a lil janky 💀 (includes: angst, fluff, and maybe a smooch or two hehe <3)

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“Eren Jaeger, if you don’t open this door– I swear to god!”

It was 11:15 on what should have been a relaxing Sunday morning… Except here you were, banging on your idiot of a best friend’s door and not relaxed in the slightest. But you had decided that this dramatic behavior of yours was actually absolutely necessary. After all, it had been weeks–several of them, in fact–of him ignoring you; missing your calls, not responding to your texts, practically running in the opposite direction at the mere sight of you. So, yes… your behavior this morning was absolutely necessary. After all, you were only human; you could only take so much.

You don’t understand what exactly had happened. Or what you had done to suddenly make him want nothing to do with you. You had spent the last several weeks replaying everything in your head, trying to figure out just exactly what you had said or what you had done to deserve this, but nothing your mind even tried to conjure up made any sense. As far as you were concerned, everything had been normal–good, even–between you both; there was simply nothing in your previous memories to suggest why he would just suddenly ghost you.

You were still persistent, however. You weren’t ready to give up on your friendship– No, not in the slightest. You cared way too much to just simply let him go and accept not having him in your life. That wasn’t even a possibility as far as you were concerned. Because you knew that whatever it was, you two could figure out; you always had and you knew that you always will. But he was just making it so damn difficult to keep fighting for him. And to remain calm, if you were being honest…

Last night, you decided, had been the final straw, however. You had gone to a simple party at one of the dorms; a party that you were meant to be having fun at, as you were celebrating finally being finished with one of your papers. And yet, you had felt anything but happy last night. Because the moment a certain brown-haired man had locked eyes with you from across the room, he was gone; getting as fast and as far away from you as he possibly could. Even after you had yelled after him, trying hopelessly to catch up, Eren was too quick to ignore your pleas and even quicker to escape. So yes, that had been the final straw. Lucky for you, however, you knew where he lived. And also lucky for you, you knew that he would be home this early on a Sunday… So, you had decided it was time to ambush him and end this once and for all.

~

“Eren, open the fucking door!” you yell, earning a couple of stares from others down the hall as they peeped out of their doors to see just exactly who was disturbing their peaceful morning. “If you don’t, I’ll kick it down. I swear to god, I will!”

“Like you could!” you hear a muffled voice yell from the other side of the door. Hastily, the tall familiar brunette opens the door in one swing and stares down at you with an annoyed expression. “Go away, you’re being fucking ridiculous.”

“I’m being ridiculous? You’re the one acting like a child!” you utter with exasperation laced in your voice, eyes wide from how quick he was to try and close the door again. “No– stop,” you push on the door, your strength hardly matching his, but somehow helping to keep it open.

“Just go away, I’m tired,” he huffs, clenching his jaw.

“Yeah, well I’m tired too,” you look him in the eyes with determination. “Tired of you being a little bitch and not talking to me.”

That earns a bitter laugh from the man in front of you.  Even if your words were a bit harsh, they seem to help you in your endeavor because suddenly, he stops trying to shut the door in your face. However, you aren’t entirely sure anymore if insulting him was the right call. Because all he does is stand there. He simply stands in front of you with his eyes narrowed; slowly looking you up and down, a look of disgust written all over his face as he slightly shakes his head.

“Have you ever considered that maybe I don’t want to talk to you?”

His words cut deep; feeling almost like a slap to the face as they leave his lips. You can’t help but to instinctively wince from their harshness, not understanding in the slightest how you two had gotten to be in this situation.

“What did I– Why, Eren?” your voice comes out quieter this time; a mixture of desperation and sorrow laced together to convey just how truly heartbroken you were over his sudden hostile attitude toward you. “What did I do? If you would just tell me, I could fix it… Please, I’m so confused,” your voice wavers as you look down; suddenly needing to look away from his intense gaze as you begin to feel tears pool in your eyes. You were at a loss. You honestly didn’t understand why he hated you so much all of a sudden.

As you stare down at your feet, you hear him let out a loud, lengthy sigh, and you instantly raise your head, finding his eyes again. You notice him scratch the back of his neck, looking uncomfortable as he shifts onto his other foot, opening the door a bit wider now. He looks at you with an expression you don’t quite understand– his narrowed eyes were much softer now and his jaw had already unclenched itself, but there was an emotion lying underneath it all that you couldn’t quite place. But before you’re able to try and figure out what it is, Eren suddenly steps out of the way and opens the door fully, signaling for you to come inside.

You move almost robotically as you step inside of the small dorm room, sniffling quietly to yourself as you go to sit down on his bed, still casting your eyes to the floor. You had been so fired up this morning as you anxiously talked yourself into coming over, and now you only felt dejected.  A bit defeated even; almost as though he finally won… almost as though you were ready to give up fighting. It was simply too painful to face the facts that Eren wanted nothing to do with you.

You two had been thick as thieves for the past year of your friendship; as close to each other as you could possibly be. Your friends had always made fun of you two for how close you were, always making jokes about how annoying (and endearing) you two were and how you guys were practically like an old married couple already. And you and Eren would sit there, smiling at each other. Because you knew they were right– You two were impossibly close to one another. And now to think that all of that was to just disappear. Well, yeah… that hurts. A lot.

“Look, I’m sorry. I’ve just been… dealing with a lot lately, I don’t know,” he lets out a small sigh as he sits next to you on the bed, anxiously fidgeting with his hands as his eyes look down at the floor, as well.

“But that’s what I’m here for,” you quickly look over at him, placing your hand on his thigh as you instinctively feel the need to comfort him. It honestly doesn’t matter how hurt you are, you can’t help the innate urge inside of you that’s screaming at you to comfort him. “Let me help you,” your words come out as a desperate plea as you turn your body to face him entirely, searching his face for any type of clue as to what possibly could have been plaguing him for these past four weeks. However, all you manage to see is Eren squirm a bit at how close you are.

“You–” he lets out a noise that sounds like a mixture of a choked breath and a dry laugh. His large hand finds its way on top of yours, encompassing it completely before then removing your warm touch from his thigh. “You really don’t have to do that,” he swallows dryly, gently placing your hand in your lap.

“Do what?” you ask, confusion evident in your voice as you search his face.

“Try to comfort me, I’m fine,” he clears his throat, turning his face from you fully so you can’t properly see him. He knows you– He knows that you know he doesn’t like to talk about his feelings and that you’ll search his face for any emotions scattered across it, hoping to get even the simplest of hints of what’s going on inside that head of his. Which is why he turns from you. You don’t take the hint, however. Instead, you place your hand gently on his arm and move your head to find his hidden face, desperately trying to look away from yours. You notice a slight pink color dusted across his cheeks as he softly–and a bit awkwardly–laughs at your all-too-familiar persistence.

“God, leave me alone,” his words aren’t harsh like the last time he spoke them; they actually hold no malice whatsoever. No, he says them lightheartedly as he gently tries to push you away.

“No, I’m here for you,” an overly exaggerated pout makes its way onto your face as a new light and playful energy seems to fill the small room. “I’m always here for you, rennie,” you hold onto his arm, hugging it tightly in the hopes of putting him in a better mood from your doting and playful actions.

“Yeah, I know,” he lets out another sigh, quickly giving up on trying to stop your comforting affection. “God, you really just have to make things difficult, don’t you…” he whispers under his breath, hoping you don’t hear him, but you do. Of course you do.

“What do you mean?”

He looks over at you with that same undecipherable expression as his emerald eyes gaze into yours. He shakes his head just barely; thoughts–you can tell–running rampant in his head as a small, almost sad looking, smile makes its way onto his face. His eyes leave yours and instead look down at his hands; his fingers once again anxiously fidgeting in his lap.

“It’s just that–” he attempts to begin to explain himself but gets frustrated with himself and sighs, hands harshly running through his hair. “I just don’t want to ruin anything.”

“Why would you do that?” you answer back with genuine curiosity. You weren’t quite understanding what he was trying to get at.

“Because I’m an idiot and I ruin things a lot.”

“Hey, that’s not true,” you reply defensively, not liking how he was talking about himself at all. “I don’t think that at all, Eren,” you try to comfort him as you gently hold onto his arm, rubbing small circles against the tense muscle with your thumb.

“No, it is true,” he says matter-of-factly. “I didn’t want to ruin things so I just ignored you instead. Fucking genius,” he mutters, clearly angry with himself.

“Ruin what, Eren?” Your face twists with confusion; you were trying–you really were–but you just weren’t understanding what he was trying to say.

“You know what, it doesn’t matter,” he sits up, shaking his head while rubbing his hands against his thighs.

“No, it does,” you quickly reply.

“It doesn’t–”

“Eren, please–”

“Look, I think I’m in love with you!” The loud words leave his mouth quickly, rushing out before he’s able to stop them. His eyes widen slightly as he stares at you, in a bit of disbelief that his mouth would just suddenly betray him like that. He swears his heart stops–lying still in his chest with uneasy anticipation–as everything he had been trying to hide from you suddenly comes hurtling out of him; everything now being out in the open. If only you hadn’t been pushing him, if only you hadn’t been so damn persistent…

“And uh,” he lets out a shaky breath, feeling his hands shake in his lap, as well. “That… terrifies me.”

You stare back at him with eyes that look just like his own; wide and full of shock. Of all the things he could have said, you had not been expecting that.

“I– I must have caught feelings along the way, I’m sorry,” he tries to explain himself. “I tried to put some distance between us and I thought that might make things better, but I kind of just… ended up missing you more,” he speaks quickly, the words rapidly leaving his lips as he tries to downplay his big confession.

You honestly don’t know what to feel. Happy… relieved… angry that he’s such an idiot who thought it would be a good idea to ignore you for weeks because of something like this. Truthfully, you almost feel like laughing. It’s such a ridiculous thing, you think. So ridiculous and yet… so endearing. He was right– He really is an idiot.

“I’m sorry–fuck,” he begins to stammer, closing his eyes and shaking his head at how stupid he feels. “I really don’t want to ruin our friendship and I promise I’ll try to get over you. Our friendship means the world to me and I know this makes things a little awkward, but– but I’ll make it okay. I promise. I’ll really try and get over these feelings I have and then–”

“I think I love you, too.”

Your small whisper manages to shut him right up. His frantic rambling quickly comes to an end as he processes what you had just said; the tiny room falling into silence. Eren stares at you; intense, emerald eyes now scanning your face for any sign that your words were insincere, but he doesn’t find anything. No, he only finds a beautiful girl sitting beside him, smiling at him with soft eyes.

“But that doesn’t scare me,” you continue. “I know I can’t help it or change how I feel– even if I was stupid and tried like you,” an amused look overtakes your face as you hear him exhale a soft huff of a chuckle. “I just… want you in my life. No matter what that looks like. I really hate it when you aren’t, you know…” you say wistfully; your voice getting a little more quiet now. “You know, like when you ignore me for weeks? I hated that feeling. I hated not having you around… So yes– I do love you, Eren. But no, I’m not scared,” you smile at him warmly, making his heart that had stopped beating only a minute ago now suddenly go into overdrive. “I’m only scared of you not being here with me. The rest doesn’t matter. I’ll take whatever I can get, be it friendship or anything more. I just want you.”

All he does is stare as you finish speaking. That’s all he can do. To be honest, he almost feels like he’s about to cry. He doesn’t know what to think or how to even begin processing your words. The girl he’s crazy about… loves him. And she sounds so sure about it. So confident as she confesses to him, it almost makes him keel over on the spot.

He feels stupid, just like she had said. Stupid to think that he could ever force himself to stop loving her. He knows now that he could never do that. He knows that all he wants–just like she had also said–is to simply be with her. Just her– And in whatever way that looks like. That’s all he really needs.

“Would it be weird if I– no, nevermind, sorry,” he turns his eyes away, a faint shade of pink once again crossing his sun-kissed cheeks.

“Eren, use your words,” you tease, leaning in to give him the faintest of featherlight kisses against his warm cheek. However, that only serves to deepen the rouge adorning the poor boy’s face even more.

He places his hand over his cheek, almost as if in an act of protecting your love-filled gesture. Or perhaps it was simply to hide just how flustered you had made him. “I just… was wondering if… I don’t know, would it be okay if I maybe… kissed you?” He asks a bit bashfully. You couldn’t believe how shy he was suddenly being with you. Eren Jaeger definitely wasn’t a social butterfly, but he most certainly was never shy. You’ve never seen him this way before and you had to admit… It was really adorable.

“I don’t know, would it?” You continue to tease, enjoying seeing him so flustered. It was cute, you thought. It was really cute. The butterflies in your stomach couldn’t stop swirling in their frenzied state.

He looks up, his eyes meeting your own with a sense of urgency; they intently search yours, trying to decipher the meaning behind your words, but ultimately, they come up empty.

“Stop playing,” he huffs, hitting your knee with his hand as a small smile forms on his lips. “You know what I’m asking, can you just be normal and give a normal response?”

“Hmm… I don’t know,” you ponder his playful question as you continue to feign ignorance.  “Would it be ‘okay’? I mean, sure… Technically, it’s not like the world would end or anything if your lips somehow found their way onto mine. A kiss wouldn’t bring the end of times, I’m pretty sure.”

“Ugh,” he groans, rolling his eyes slightly. “You’re such a nuisance. I am asking,” he emphasizes his words with more vigor now, confidence starting to pour back into his veins. “–if I can kiss you,” he ends his question while staring intently into your eyes, almost as if daring you to keep up with the playful banter.

“I don’t know… can you?”

Your voice drawls teasingly as a smug smile graces your lips. But before you can tease him further–before you can push his buttons just a little bit more–your plan to get him all riled up seems to ultimately work. Because not a second later and he’s placing his hands around the back of your neck and pulling you into him, crashing his lips to yours in a passionate, yet almost possessive act of love. It was almost as if to say, ‘Yes, I CAN kiss you… and here’s your proof’’.

He pulls away, leaning back slightly so he can properly look at you as he tries to catch his breath. He notices how your eyes flutter open as you process what had just happened (as well as how much you seem to have enjoyed it). He can’t help himself, though, and he decides to go back for another. He can’t leave it at just that. That kiss was rushed; it was powerful and passionate. But it didn’t show the girl of his dreams just how badly he adores her– Just how much he truly loves her. He needs her to know. He needs her to know that he can be gentle with her, that he wants to be.

So he leans in again, only this time slowly–tenderly–as his lips find yours once again. Moving against yours in a rhythmic dance, the two of you finally showing the other just how deep your feelings truly are for the other.

You’re the first to pull away– licking your bottom lip gently and smiling at the fact that you can still taste him on your tongue. He rests his forehead against yours, letting out a shaky breath as you hear him whisper a small ‘fuck’ under his breath. And you think to yourself… yeah, that pretty much sums it up.

“So, I guess that means we’re not really just friends anymore, huh?” you whisper, a soft laugh escaping you at the feeling of him beginning to trail kisses down your jawline. He smiles to himself and the feeling of its warmth hits your skin, causing you to smile along with him.

“God, no… Not after that.”

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[simp-legend]

Eren Jaeger x female reader

Requested: No

Summary: You have admired Eren for a long time and when he gets put in jail, for some reason you feel guilty so you go and see him. After one conversation you decide to free him and he gives you something in return!

Warnings: Smut

Words: 1,982

For a long time you have admired Eren, and have always wanted him to notice you. At least just a little bit. Even though he's betrayed the Survey corps you couldn't help but to still respect him. As soon as you saw him being put into a cell though, you couldn't help the rising guilt that sweeps through your body. To try and at least overcome a bit of your guilt, you went down to his cell to see if he needed any help, which you hoped for more than anything, even if that was how you got his attention. 

Once you get down to the cells you see him. The person who you yearned to notice you. Eren Jaeger. The first thing you immediately took notice of his appearance was that he was shirtless. You felt your blood rush up to your cheeks as you continued to gaze at his six pack which glistened with sweat. You however also noticed that he seemed to be mad about something. 

You were now started to rethink your decision of coming down here. Maybe you shouldn't of decided to come down here. Eren seemed to be very angry about something and you did not want to be in his way in fear of him being even more annoyed by your presence, which was something you most definitely did not want happening. 

You turned around to leave but by then it was already too late.

"Hey! Come here."

Your eyes widened in surprise when the words left his mouth. Your legs stood stiff for a couple of seconds due to you still being shocked. Could this be how he finally notices you?

You eventually managed to move your legs and turned around to face the prisoner. You then slowly walked up to his cell, you legs slightly trembling due to you being nervous.  Your heart started pounding uncontrollably in your chest as Eren started to walk closer to the bars as well. You looked up into his bright green emerald eyes, never taking your eyes off them.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

You started stuttering. You couldn't form your words properly due to you being terrified of his intimidating demeanour. You finally took a breath in and told Eren the reason why you were at the prison area. To try and help him.

Eren touches the bars that separated you both nd comes as close as he can. He reaches his hand out, grips your shirt and pulls you towards him. Out of instinct your eyes closed tightly as your chest now touched the iron bars.

"What do you think you can help me with exactly? Huh?"

You groped onto the hand that clenched your shirt and with all the strength you had, tried to yank him off, but he was much stronger than you.

"I'm trying to help you cause I feel bad," you truthfully admitted  still trying to escape Eren's right grip. "I want to help but I don't know how. "

Eren finally let's go of your shirt which results to you falling to the ground.  As you sat there trying to fix yourself,  you  noticed Eren squat down to your eye level and stare into your (e/c) hues.

" Yes maybe you can help me, but what do you want in return? Obviously nobody does anything for free nowadays.  So what do you want?"

The first thing that came to your mind made your cheeks the colour of beetroot. Embarrassed,  you looked down to the ground. 

You could feel Eren's eyes widen a bit as he discovered what you wanted.

Eren stands up and reaches his hand towards you for you to take.

"Here, take my hand."

You reach and grab onto his hand as he pulls you up. As soon as you do Eren let's go of your hand much to your dismay and starts to pace around his cell.

"I can get you out of your cell," you timidly said, breaking the eerie silence.

Eren sits on his bed in the cell and slowly looks at you with a blank expression.

"You do that and you got yourself a deal," he finally replied.

You give Eren a quick smile before leaving the prison area in search of the keys.

~Timeskip~

After finally finding the keys - which took a lot of persuasion - you made your way back to Eren who was now laying on his bed with one arm over his head. He must of heard you coming because he sat up and turned to look at you.

"Wow, you actually did it." He said eyeing you carefully.

You quickly walked up to his cell door and unlocked it, your heart almost leaping out of your chest. Eren finally gets off his bed and exits his cell, grabbing your arm and telling you to follow him on the way out.

You both get to the door that leads out of the prison when Eren suddenly halts to a stop.

He turned to you saying, "Follow my lead."

Before you could ask him any questions he grabs you and covers your mouth causing you to start struggling in his grip. Eren then makes the both of you move towards the guard that guards the prison cell entrance which alerts the guard almost immediately.

"If you make any sudden moves, I'll kill them," Eren hisses gesturing to you.

Before the Guard could do anything Eren had swiftly let go of you and had already kicked the soldier in the stomach and hit his head off the wall making the guard now unconscious.

"There that should do it for now," he says before looking at you with his green eyes that could make anyone faint. "Now for your reward. Come, I know a place where no one can hear us."

~Timeskip~

As the day rapidly turned into night, you and Eren are almost at the location of where Eren said he was taking you.

As you and Eren both walked deeper into the dark, creepy looking forest, in the distance you could see an abandoned looking castle that was in the middle of nowhere. When you get to the big oak doors, Eren opens them and escorts you inside. After entering the castle, behind you, you could hear Eren locking the door. He then proceeded to lead you to another door.

"Do you mind?" He questioned. "The basement is the only place where nobody can hear us."

You just nodded without saying anything. Excitement and nervousness filling every inch of your body as Eren lead you down the basement which he also locks behind you both.

Walking down to the basement, you see lots of steel chains dangling about the room, but the thing that surprised you most was the queen size bed in the middle of the room. But before you could turn around and ask Eren anything, he brushes his body against you and covers your eyes with his hand while he kisses your neck, causing a breathy moan to escape your lips.

"Scream all you want and as loud as you want. Nobody will hear you. Not even the Titans will hear you."

He turns you around and walks you to the queen size bed. He pushes you down onto your knees so that your eye level was now in level with his crotch.

"Now make your mouth useful and unzip these pants."

It came out as more has an order which you obliged to.

Your teeth carefully zipped down his pants, your hands helping by pulling them down. Once they were down to Eren's ankles, he kicked them somewhere. Your attention was then brought back to Eren's member which seemed to be hard which caused you face to go bright red. You then proceeded to pull his boxers down, his hard member springing out. 

You took a moment just staring at it as it stood proudly. Before you could do anything else however, Eren's hand grabs the back of your head and pushes your face towards his member while also managing to shove it through your mouth till it reached the back of your throat. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes as you gagged slightly.

"Relax," Eren mumbled, thrusting his hips slightly when you made no move in doing anything.

You started to slowly lick the underside of  his cock, while stroking what couldn't fit in your mouth earning a groan coming from Eren, the sound making your actions get faster.

The basement was now filled with both yours and Eren's moans, the smell of sweat and sex filling your nose.

Eren gripped your head more tightly and started thrusting his hips into your mouth again, but this time more faster as if desperate for a release.

He then finally releases deep inside your throat, giving  you no choice but to swallow it all. 

He then pulls you up and pushes you onto the bed, bouncing slightly when your back reached the bed. Eren then crawled on top of you, green eyes burning into your (e/c). He then savagely ripped off all your clothes till all that remained were your panties, which were now soaking.

"Wet for me already?" He teased stroking your clit softly. "I've barely touched you. Just shows how much of a slut you are."

He starts to lick your wetness through your panties causing you to gasp in pleasure. In one swift movement, he pulled down you panties, revealing your soaking wet pussy. You tried to cover it by closing your legs due to being embarrassed but was instantly stopped by Eren's hands as they pulled your thighs apart. He put his head near you pussy and started to play with it with his tongue.

 You were too caught up in the pleasure his tongue was giving you that you didn't realise that he had stopped until you felt something big enter you. A loud, high pitched moan came out of your mouth, eyes slightly rolling to the back of your head, fists clenching the bedsheets.

Eren waited a little bit, giving you time to adjust to his length before thrusting into you. 

"Fuck, you're so tight," he commented gripping onto your hips and he continued to buck his hips while your arms went around and clawed at his back.

 "You like my huge cock inside you don't you? I bet you do you little slut," he said as his movements got faster.

"Yes...right there," you moaned out, when his cock started hitting your G-spot, making Eren move his hips against yours at an inhumane speed.

"I'm gonna c-," you tried to speak but because of the speed Eren  was going at, you couldn't form your words properly.

"You're gonna what?" Eren teased, ever so slightly slowing his movement which caused you to whine.

"Cum!" You screamed out, your cunt clenching around Eren's dick, earning a groan from him from how tight you were around his cock.

After four more thrusts, you finally came all over Eren's dick, panting from exhaustion. It didn't take long for Eren to follow after you he shot his seed in you. As you both came down from you highs, Eren got up and started to clean the mess you made before joining you on the bed, pulling your limp body to his chest.

Author's note: Now I have to apologise if it was very bad, this is actually my first attempt of writing a smut one shot but hopefully I'll improve on it at some point in the future. And I also apologise for the bad ending.

Please feel free to request in my ask box and please read my rules (pinned request) before hand!

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[fqiryspit]

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐅!𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 ! 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒!

eren yeager x fem!reader

cw: pregnancy, car sex, dicking sucking, pussy eating, pregnancy, marriage, children, etc etc

DILF!EREN ! who gets all the moms ovulating when he comes to pick up his baby boy from kindergarten

DILF!EREN ! who fucks you in the car really quickly before leaving for that grueling parent-teacher conference

"w-were gonna be late" you moan into his chest as his hips slap against yours, cock hitting deeper and deeper into you

"whatever, all they're gonna say is he played with blocks and crayons" he chuckled, finding your lips and catching them with a kiss and his thumb rubbing your clit as you cum around his cock.

DILF!EREN ! who has his dick in your mouth and it isn't even 7.

"fuuuck" he groans, watching your lazy eyes lap at his tip which is drizzling pre out, his cock standing on its own as veins pulsate and strain.

your mouth is so wet and warm, mumble about how you wanted him to have a good day at work and just started sucking.

DILF!EREN ! who eats you out mid-day because he's always horny and wants to see you moan and cry for him

DILF!EREN ! just walks up to you, wraps his arms around you and kisses up your neck, and just spews complements daily

"you're so fucking gorgeous" "I don't even know how I got you"

DILF!EREN ! who, after very hard consideration. (he never not thought about it, he was just waiting for you to bring it up) decided that it was time for you two to bring another baby into this world

"wasnt I already doing that?" he says matter-of-factly, grinning into your shoulder as you both lay in bed together

"eren!"

DILF!EREN ! who cries when your baby girl is born, and praises you daily for giving him his son and daughter, he loves you all so dearly and is truly grateful for everything.

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[snoopyearss]

you right

eren x female!reader

TW: Blunt outing on skin. (He doesn’t do it to the reader, but he does it on himself)

description: your relationship with jean was fine until you meat his friend eren. now all you could think about was him.

inspired by “You Right” by Doja Cat.

i suggest playing the following songs for the full experience: You Right (Extended Version) - Doja Cat (makes obvious sense; play this song first or throughout the story.), Work - Rihanna, Sativa - Jhene Aiko, Slow Down - Chase Atlantic and I Was Never There - The weeknd. There’s no order for the other songs.

Disclaimer: I DONT CONDONE CHEATINGGG!!! I just really like this song and made this one shot on a whim. 

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                    ı𝕝ı.𝕝ı𝕝𝕝ı𝕝ı.ı𝕝𝕝ı.

            ᴺᵒʷ ᵖˡᵃʸᶦⁿᵍ; [ 𝕐𝕠𝕦 ℝ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 (𝔼𝕩𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕕) - 𝔻𝕠𝕛𝕒 ℂ𝕒𝕥 ]

           𝟙:𝟘𝟟 ——◦———— -𝟜:𝟘𝟝

          ↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

            ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯

How long have you thought about this? This sinful thought? You lost track. But if you could have a dollar for every time you thought about him, Bill Gates would look like a middle-class citizen. 

You wanted him so badly, but you had a boyfriend, who happened to be one of his best friends. 

When did this all start? The second your boyfriend Jean introduced you to the rest of his friends, you couldn’t stop thinking about him. 

“I want you all to meet my girlfriend, Y/n. Y/n, these are my friends. The one I was telling you about.” Jean introduced the group and each of them introduced themselves after. Eren was the first to introduce himself. After he did, you tuned everyone else out. There was something about him that made him so intriguing. 

His facial features.

His pretty sage eyes 

The amorous gaze he gave off.

His piercings.

His voice.

Oh God, his voice. It was hypnotic. The way he said certain words had you weak in the knees.

His hair. It looked about shoulder length. It was easy to tell from the man-bun he styled it in. You never really found long hair on guys attractive, but with Him? You made an exception. 

It was long enough to pull on when he’s-

You shook your head to erase the thought. And that was when it all began.

You met his friends three months ago, yet you found yourself lying awake in the bed you and Jean share, thinking about his best friend. Thinking about how he’d look on top of you, how he’d look underneath you, or in every position possible. You felt horrible. Who does that? But it wasn’t like Jean was innocent either. The other day you caught him making googly eyes at the new girl in your class. Mikasa was her name. 

The difference between you and Jean was you’ve never really had a conversation with Eren. Jean talks to Mikasa every other day. People would think it bothers you, your partner talking to someone else, but Eren lived in your head rent-free, so you didn’t care. 

You would pass by him in the hallways on your way to class and both of you would give a quick smile and a nod signaling “Hi.” You felt like you were in high school again. All giddy and smiley when your crush would give you the slightest bit of attention. 

You always wondered if he felt the same way, but you’d be an idiot to ask, so you attempt to hide it in your face. However, something told you he knew already. Every time you and Jean’s friends hang out, it’s hard to look directly at him, and he could tell because he wouldn't look away.

All of you were eating at a diner when you made eye contact with Eren, he never dropped his gaze, it was intense. You tried focusing on something else when you accidentally tipped a cup over causing the drink to pour on the table, and drip onto the floor. “Shit.” You murmured. 

“My soda!” Sasha whined. “We’ll get you another one.” 

You reached out to grab a napkin, not realizing it was the last one, but it was too late because you looked up to see Eren grabbing it at the same time. Both of your hands touched.

It was like a vibration, or electricity shot up your arm and throughout your veins. The funny part about this is that neither one of you moved your hand. 

“I-I’m sorry, were you gonna use this?” you asked.

“‘was gonna help you clean it.” He answered. He removed his hand from on top of yours, letting you have it to clean up the now sticky mess. 

Now you wondered if anyone else caught onto what just happened. 

That following Friday, you all went to a barcade for drinks and vintage games. You hopped out of Jean’s car and held hands with him as you guys walked into the arcade bar. “I’m totally gonna beat you in Mortal Kombat.” Jean snickered. “You wish!” You stuck your tongue out at him and joined the others who were playing games and drinking already.

“There you guys are! We were starting to worry.” Armin pulled you both in for a hug. 

“C’mon Y/n, let’s go take a shot.” Ymir linked her arm in yours as we skipped to the bar. you both sat down and ordered two tequila shots. “So,” she started. You raised your eyebrows to tell her to keep going. “So?”

“What’s up with you and Eren huh?” She jabbed her elbow into the side of your rib. “Ok first, ow. And second, nothing? Why’d you ask?” You downed the shot before the bartender could even place it in front of you.

“Um, at the diner the other day? What was that?” She questioned. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh come on, Y/n. Don’t act dumb. I’ve seen that look before. That same look when you saw Jean for the first time.” You rolled your eyes.

“Nothing’s going on, Ymir. I promise you.”

 “Alrighty then.” She shrugged and got up from her seat. 

“Wait.” She turned to you.

“Did..anyone else notice? You know, what happened?”

“Not to my knowledge. But it’s ok. Your dirty little secret’s safe with me.” She winked and I scoffed. “Let's go play games.” 

Another tequila shot later and you were feeling a bit tipsy. Your eyes met the motorcycle racing game and asked Ymir to race with you. “I’m gonna dust you.”

“Yeah, yeah.” you waved her off.

You walked toward the motorbike and climbed on it. It was hard to keep it in place since it was set up to lean from side to side to make turns. “Ugh! Stupid piece of shit. Stay…Still!” You cursed the machine.

You then felt a pair of hands on your waist to stabilize you on the bike. “Most of your weight needs to be here.” The voice said. You recognized that voice anywhere. It was Eren’s.

You look behind your shoulder to see him looking directly at you. This was the closest you two have ever been to each other's bodies. So close you were able to smell him. He smelt so good, if you weren’t drunk before, you might be now. It was intoxicating. 

“Like this?” You looked back at him. He silently groaned before nodding and saying, “Mhm.”

Eren knew you wanted him. It was too obvious. He wanted you too, but you were his best friend's girl. However, he couldn't help the thought of seeing you underneath him, struggling to take all of him inside you. 

He sees you in the halls before classes and the outfits you wear. Like one day, you wore a black mini-skirt and some thigh-high boots, it almost send him over the edge. How he’s able to keep his composure around you is unbelievable. And once he saw you bent over on the motorbike, looking back at him through your eyelashes, he almost folded right then and there.

You ended up winning the race against Ymir and smirked at her. But as soon as she walked up to you and whispered “But nothing’s going on between you and Eren right? You’re such a bad liar.” your smile dropped. 

☆

The walls were an egg-white color, although it was hard to tell with the red LED lights illuminating them. It was a weird thing to pay attention to as you were gasping for air as Jean gripped your throat while pounding into you. 

“You look so hot like this Y/n. God, you take me in so well.” He moaned. Your hand held onto his wrist as he continued, only picking up the pace. “D-don’t stop. Please.” You whined. Jean wasn’t bad at sex. Quite the opposite actually. Although he knew all of your spots, he never went down on you but he always asked for head, which wasn’t fair to you. Other than that, it was great, but you still wanted Eren. Just the sinful thought of it made you grow even wetter and clench around him.

“I felt you tighten up baby. You like how my dick feels, Huh?” He placed a hand on your hip only helping him to go harder and faster. “Oh fuck. Jean, I’m gonna-” You announced, your eyes threatening to roll back.

“Come for me.” And you did. Your hand slapped in front of your mouth, covering it. Jean thought it was so you won't be so loud, but it was to prevent you from screaming Eren’s name instead. 

He cleaned you up, gave you a kiss on the forehead, and knocked out immediately after that. 

You lay awake for an hour or so after your session with your boyfriend. Although he made you come, you were missing something, you weren’t sure what it was. Your mind trailed back to when you almost slipped up and moaned out Eren’s name instead of Jean’s. 

Eren.

Everything about him made all the self-respect leave your body. You wanted him so bad. You began to imagine what he looks like shirtless. You remembered the day you went to go pick up Jean from work and conveniently, Eren was working that day too. They both work at an auto repair shop, it’s where you first met Jean; he helped change your oil.

You were waiting in the car for him, as Eren walked out and gave you a small wave. It took everything in you to prevent your eyes from widening and your jaw from dropping. He. Looked. Insanely delicious. He turned his back to you to talk to one of the other workers there. Even his back was pretty to look at.

Sweat was glistening on his back muscles, and on his grey tank top. His hair was in that messy bun you were crazy over. He grabbed his water bottle and took a swing of it, only for some droplets to trickle down his throat. You wanted to lick it. 

You took that mental image, and imagine him running his hands up and down your body. Touching and stroking your body like you were a lump of clay, waiting to be molded. It drove you crazy. You were so aroused it started to hurt if you didn’t take care of it right away.

You slid one hand down, past your panties, and slowly rubbed your clit. You bit your lip to prevent yourself from making any noise, in fear of waking Jean up. The other hand grabbed your breast and played with the sensitive nipple. Your hips bucked a bit, signaling you to do more. You inserted a finger in and bit your lip a bit harder now.

You imagined how he would sound if it was his dick instead of your finger inside of you, how his moans would sound like. You remembered the time he stubbed his toe at Sasha’s new place, hitting his toe on one of the legs of the table. The sound that he made, should’ve been illegal. It was a groan that turned into a whimper. Although he was doing it out of sheer pain, he still sounded so pretty. You knew right then and there that his moans were to die for. 

One finger turned into two, stretching you out and hitting that spot that leaves your legs having a mind of their own. “Fuck,” You whispered. This was so bad, this was your boyfriend's best friend you were thinking about. But the forbidden act only made your arousal grow.

Soon enough, it was hard to hold it in, and you let go, your fingers making a squelching sound from pumping them in and out of you so fast. Your slick poured out of you, onto your fingers, and a little bit on the sheets. You tried to regulate your breathing and clean up after yourself. After you did, you realized you were going to have so much trouble looking at Jean and Eren in the eye the next day.

☆

The next day was Saturday, Ymir was throwing a party for her 21st birthday and us being her closest friends, were all invited. After getting ready, Sasha drove you, her, and your other friend, Annie to Ymir’s. 

“I’m so excited about this party! Ymir’s parties are literally the best!” She exclaimed. “She always has the best booze.” Annie chimed in. You weren’t really present for the conversation. Your brain was stuck on if Eren was going, and what he was gonna wear. 

“Y/n! Hello!” Annie waved her hand in front of your face, leaving you looking dazed. “Oh, What?” She and Sasha frowned. “You ok girl? You’ve been quiet the whole car ride!” Sasha asked. “Hmm? Oh! Yeah, I’m fine.” You smiled sheepishly. They shrugged it off. “Well, we’re here! Come on!”

We walked into the house, the music blasting through the speakers, and in each room of the house. “You guys made it!” Ymir smiled. “We wouldn’t miss it! Happy birthday!” I hugged her. “Thank you! Drinks are in the kitchen. You guys help yourselves!” She waved and walked to greet her girlfriend.

The three of you walked into the kitchen, only to be greeted by the rest of the group and, Eren. 

He looked at you and you tried to focus your attention elsewhere. It was hard to though; especially with the way he was looking tonight. It really wasn’t anything special, just a black muscle tee, but it made his arms and chest look extremely toned. You were able to see his tattoos and his key necklace was visible. He wore grey sweatpants with white Nike ones. He still looked very scrumptious and you wanted a taste.

“Hey, guys! Historia made jungle juice. Want some?” Connie handed you and the two girls a cup. “Thanks. Where’s Jean?” You asked, getting ready to take a sip of the beverage. He and Reiner, another one of Jean’s friends, exchanged looks with each other. “Um…He…” Connie couldn’t finish his sentence. 

 ı𝕝ı.𝕝ı𝕝𝕝ı𝕝ı.ı𝕝𝕝ı.

            ᴺᵒʷ ᵖˡᵃʸᶦⁿᵍ; [ 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕜 - ℝ𝕚𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒]

           𝟙:𝟘𝟟 ——◦———— -𝟜:𝟘𝟝

          ↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

            ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯

“He went upstairs with some dark-haired girl. I’m sorry Y/n.” Reiner tried reassuring you. Your eyes widened. “Oh.” That was all you could say. In your head, you weren’t sure if you were allowed to even feel angry, as you were already imagining doing things with another man. It made you frustrated.

No one spoke for a few seconds.

“Well, screw him. Come, let's go dance.” Sasha tried cheering you up. You lightly smiled at her and downed your drink then joined her on the dance floor. “Work” by Rihanna started to play, which made you feel a bit better. Sasha was behind you as you began moving your hips against her to the beat of the song. 

Her hands met your waist and pressed you against hers as you started to wine on her. You look behind you to meet her gaze as you two smile and continued. Despite you two being in the middle of the dance floor, you could still feel someone’s eyes burning into your flesh. It was him. 

He was sitting manspread with a couple of guys, smoking a blunt. If this isn’t the hottest thing you’ve ever seen, it might be time for prescription glasses. His eyelids were low, due to the effects of what he was smoking. For some reason, it made you more confident, so you turned to face Sasha and kept eye contact with her, as you wined down to the ground and back up.

You did this a few more times then turned back. You looked at him as you were grinding on Sasha, not breaking eye contact. Until Jean came down the stairs with Mikasa. Your heart sunk in your chest as you saw him dap up one of his friends. You knew what that meant. It made you sick. You felt extremely dizzy. “Hey, I’m gonna…I’m gonna go to the bathroom.” You told Sasha. “You want me to come with?” You shook your head no. “I’ll be ok. I’ll be back in a few.” You smiled and walked up the stairs. You entered the first door, which happened to be a bedroom with a bathroom in it. You walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

The song was still playing in the background as you gripped the sink and caught your breath a bit. You wanted to cry, but at the same time, you felt a bit relieved now that all bets are off. You didn’t feel as guilty thinking about Eren in such a way anymore. You turned on the faucet and flicked a bit of cold water on your face, not wanting to mess up your makeup, then used a paper towel to dap it dry.

You turned off the faucet and opened the door, only for him to be on the other side.

“E-Eren?” You were startled. Did he follow you up here?

“Hey.” That was all he said and walked passed you and closed the door then closed the toilet seat down and sit on it. 

“Um, Hi? What are you doing?” 

“Came up here to smoke. Too much noise in my head down there.” He shrugged and lit his blunt.

“Are you sure? Doesn’t really seem like it.” You said. “What makes you say that?”

“You coming up here, immediately after I come up here? Looks pretty suspicious.” You shrugged.

“Does it?” He looked up at you and you nodded. “You know what else looks suspicious?”

You raised your eyebrows signaling to go on. He took a hit of his blunt and blew. “What happened yesterday, and a few days before? Now that’s suspicious.” I frowned.

“You seem to have forgotten. Do you want me to remind you?” He stood up, slowly walking towards you. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Aw, don’t act coy, Y/n.” He cooed. You stepped back only to bump into the door. He was towering over you now. You were looking up at him with a slight need in your eyes. He smirked and took another hit.

“You know,” he started, the smoke leaving his mouth and his hands sliding up and down your hips.

“There was something about you that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. It was until the way you would stare at me, that I fully understood.”

“W-What do you mean?” Your voice was quiet, but he still caught it. “Come on Y/n. Are we playing the stupid game?” He teased. 

“I’ve got the strangest feeling that you might want me, but you have a boyfriend, sweetheart.” He took one last hit of his blunt before outing it on his arm. You gasped and your eyes widened. He smirked and grabbed your cheeks to make your lips pout slightly. He blew the smoke into your mouth for you to inhale it all. 

“Good girl.” He praised. “Exhale.” You did just that. He then placed his hand on the side of your face while the other one was placed against your lower back. 

“You want me?” He asked, trapping you between the bathroom door and his body. You couldn’t look at him, his gaze was piercing. He took your chin in his fingers. “When someone’s speaking to you,” his other hand pulled you closer to him and tilted your face to force you to look at him. “You look at them. Understand?”

You whimpered in response.

“Speak.”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what baby?” He pushed you.

“Yes, I-I understand.”

“Smart girl. Now I’ll ask again. Do you want me? Despite being Jean-boy’s girlfriend?”

“Yes.”

“Huh. Wonder what he’ll think if I told him this.”

“Well, he’s not here right now. You know what he did.” You reminded him, as he was there when Reiner told you he was sleeping with someone else. “His loss.” He shrugged. Eren walked backward and sat back on the covered toilet seat then motioned you to walk towards him. “C’mere.”

You did what you were told and he tapped your thighs to signal you to sit in his lap. “There we go. Comfortable?” You nodded. “Good. Tilt your head to the side pretty girl.” You tilted your head and immediately he attached his lips to your neck. “Tell me,” he kissed up your neck to your jaw. “How long have you thought about doing this? Hm?” 

“Mm. For so long.” you whimpered. “I’ve thought about this for so long.”

“Yeah?” Eren’s hands were drawing different patterns on your back as he continued to mark you. “What have you thought about? What kinds of thoughts kept you up at night?” You whined in response, seeing as it was too humiliating to go into depth. “I’m not gonna continue if you don’t tell me, sweet girl.”

Oh, fuck you.

“I’ve thought about-” you were stopped mid-moan as he found the sensitive part of your neck and began to suck on it harshly. “A-About you, having you all on top of me, and touching me all over my body. Fuck.” It was hard to speak since it was one, humiliating explaining your fantasies to him and two, the way he was destroying your neck.

Eren grabbed your hips and pushed them down so you could feel him. “Can you feel me? How hard you’re making me right now? Fuck, I feel it throbbing.” You could feel the pulse between your legs as you felt his dick pressed onto your clothed slit. 

Your whines grew a little bit louder as you found yourself grinding down on his hardened dick. You could feel the slick start to dampen your panties. “Eren, please.” You gripped his hair and started to grind on him a bit faster this time. “Fuck, look at you.” He said as he gently pulled your head down to meet his lips.

They were incredibly soft and could taste/smell the weed on his lips. It was enough to get you high. You were struggling to kiss back as he used his hips to thrust upwards, grinding into you and moaning in your mouth. This went on for a few more minutes until you got frustrated and told him you wanted more. 

He picked you up and placed you down on the counter. He kissed down your body until he was face level with your clothed cunt. He looks up at you with hungry, low-lidded eyes as he kisses the inner parts of your thighs, your dress riding up as he continued, kissing every part but the part you wanted him to touch. He was teasing you on purpose.

You were fidgeting on the counter, making all kinds of noise, moaning his name so he would get the message. He finally started to kiss your clothed cunt and the feeling made you jolt forward a bit, almost making you fall off the counter. “Woah, it’s ok. I’m not gonna let you fall.” He holds your hips in place.

“Damn girl, you’re acting like you’ve never been eaten out before.” He joked but when he looked up at you, you weren’t laughing. “Don’t tell me-”

“He’s never…done that to me before.” You looked off to the side. Eren scoffs. “I’m about to show you what you’ve been missing. Make sure you get a good grip.” He rips your panties and before you could react, his tongue was already connected to your clit and you both let out loud desperate moans. You were already wet from the dry-humping session you both just had, and it was having an effect on him. If his dick wasn’t hard then, it certainly is now. He took a few deep breaths to try to prevent him from coming right them.

He wraps his hands around your thighs and attaches his mouth to your cunt to start lapping you up. Your breath hitched in your throat since you weren’t used to this foreign feeling. His tongue makes different patterns and swirls on your clit while his mouth creates a suction effect.

“Oh shit,” Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and grabbed his now disheveled bun. Your entire body feels light like you were about to float up to the ceiling at any moment as he draws circles over your entrance and then flicks your clit. You grabbed ahold of the counter as tightly as you could, till you would see your knuckles turning white.

You opened your eyes and looked down to see him looking right at you the entire time. “Fuck.” you whimpered, the pleasure you were experiencing and the way he was looking at you was all too much but you would curse at yourself later if you didn’t get a chance to at least take a glimpse. 

He unwrapped one of his hands off of your thigh and held your hand as the other arm wrapped around your hips, pulling you further into his mouth so you couldn’t escape his grasp as he tongue fucked you. Your breathing was totally uneven now. You were a moaning shaking mess before him. His name was the only thing you knew how to moan at this given moment. 

You were wet. So wet, you could hear the wet sloppy noises coming from his mouth, and your cunt. It would’ve been embarrassing if you both weren’t so turned on. Eren ate you out with such purpose. Like he enjoyed it. That’s because he did. He loved seeing your eyes roll back and you moaning out his name with your legs shaking on either side of his face.

He then stops and stands up. “Get down and turn around.” You quickly hop down and turn around, Eren then unzips your dress and pulls it down enough to expose your breasts. Your nipples began to harden from how cold the bathroom was. He whispers “Fuck,” in response as he placed his hand in the middle of your back and pushed you down. “Bend over for me,” you bent over with no hesitation.

He was directly behind you, and although you can see his reflection in the mirror, you couldn’t really see his entire body. Just from the waist up. He took off his shirt, which exposed his abs and the rest of his tattoos. You were practically dripping at this point. He grabbed the tip and dragged it along your wet slit to coat him a bit.

Eren pumped himself a few times and groaned. “Look in the mirror,” he ran his hands up and down your back and hissed. “I’ve thought about you non-stop ever since I met you for the first time, you always had that look in your eye as if you wanted me,” He slowly put the tip in, watching it stretch your hole out a bit. You whined at the feeling. You’ve always loved being teased, even when it got frustrating at times, the anticipation is what makes it better. 

“You feel this? You feel how I’m stretching you? Oh, fuck.” He pushed only the tip in a few times then slapped it on your clit. “You would look away first whenever we made eye contact, it was so cute. And now that I have you, I need to savor this.” He inserted himself halfway in, causing you to whine louder. 

“Eren,” you pleaded. You were getting desperate now. “I know, baby.”

“It’s been months and neither of us made a move until now- fuck.” He moaned slowly pulling it out and then rubbing it on your clit, making you bite your lip and roll your eyes back. “‘Cause you chose to be loyal to him, but.” He pressed the tip to your entrance. 

“A couple strokes when I put it in, you’ll belong to me.” He pushed himself all the way in this time. “O-oh my god! F-Fuck!” You cried out and gripped the counter. He continued this a few times, pulling all the way out then slamming back in, then he went at a steady but quick pace.

The louder you got the harder he fucked into you, his hips slamming against your ass making a slapping noise. He looked down to watch as your ass rippled with each hard thrust. Tears began to flood your eyes from the immense pleasure you were experiencing then fell because of how hard Eren was pounding into you.

“Every day, I get angry at myself because I didn’t meet you first.” He said through gritted teeth. “Could’ve used this pretty cunt before Jean could get a hold of you.” He grabbed your neck and lifted you up so his chest was pressed up against your back. “Look in the mirror,” He said in your ear. “Look in the mirror as I fuck you senseless.” Your mouth is open, panting like a bitch in heat from how good he was making you feel. 

Your hips were pressed up against the counter and Eren moved up a bit more so you could feel him deeper. You couldn’t back away, you just had to take it, which made you grow wetter. Your head fell back on his shoulder as you moaned out his name some more, like it was the only name you knew, “Look at you baby,” He cooed and you slowly brought your head back up to look in the mirror. 

“Look at how hard I'm fucking you. What would your boyfriend think about this, hm? If Jean walked in here, what would you do? Seeing his precious girlfriend getting fucked hard by his best friend. You think he’d watch us? Until we finished?” You whined at the thought of that actually happening. Thinking about it, you would probably keep going until you both finished. You started to clench around him. “Oh? You would like that. Messy bitch.” He grabbed your throat and squeezed it and he took his other hand to rub your clit at a fast pace. 

“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” You chanted and wrapped your hand around the wrist that was slightly choking you. “Eren, I’m close-” He removed his hand from your clit and pulled out. “No, you’re not. Go lay on the bed,” He backed up enough for you to wobble to the bed and spanked your ass in the process. You lay down on your back as Eren got on top of you and pushed the tip back in. In this position he was able to pound deeper into you, it felt like he was in your guts. “Oh my god, Eren! You’re s-so deep. In my st-stomach.” You managed to force out. “Yeah? How does it feel?” His pace quickened up. 

“It’s- I- I don’t know if I can take it. Fuck,” You cried out and your legs started to tremble. The pleasure was getting too intense for you to handle, how you did come yet is still surprising. A part of you wanted to release, but the other part of you wanted this to last. So you tried to make it last. “It’s ok, baby. You can take it. You’ve been such a good girl. Take it for me.” He only went in deeper. The tears from earlier continued to pour down your cheeks and the sides of your face, pooling by your ears.

Eren loved the sight that was in front of him. Your nose and cheeks were a slightly red tint from the crying and the pleasure you were receiving. The sounds that were omitted from your throat were like music to his ears, he wanted to hear them again and again. The faces you made, he paid close attention to what felt good, and what made you feel uncomfortable. The way your breasts bounced from the hard thrusts you were receiving, and the way your cunt was gripping him. He couldn’t focus on where to look.

“God, look at you. You’re so beautiful,” He started. “Almost makes me wish I could paint or something.” It was already working. Your thinking process was fuzzy and your brain felt like it was turning into mush. You weren’t speaking in complete sentences at this point. “Mm, feels so good Eren.” You slurred as you gripped the bed sheets beneath you. Eren got on his forearms to lean down and kiss you. He squeezed your cheeks like he did when he blew the smoke in your mouth, but this time he gave you a sloppy kiss. The sounds that came out of your mouth would've been embarrassing if you both weren't so turned on. One of his hands snaked down you rub your clit at a slow pace, which made it hard to keep up with, it caused you to get close. You started clenching around him.

“Eren,” You whined.

“Mm, I can feel you tightening up around me. Ready to come for me sweet girl?”

“Yes, please, please.” You chanted.

“Come on baby,” He kissed down your neck and used the same hand that rubbed your clit, to push down on your lower stomach, causing your body to immediately relax and take more of him inside you. “Come for me.” That was all it took.

“Eren, Eren, EREN! FUCK!” Your legs shook with such force as you screamed out his name multiple times. You tossed your head back in pleasure as your ejaculate gushed out of you and dampened the sheets below you and Eren’s lower stomach. Your hips attempting to buck if Eren hadn’t held them down. “Good girl, that’s it. Let it out for me.” He talked you through your orgasm, which only made it more intense for you. Your breathing pattern was all over the place. Your hands didn’t know where to hold on to; first the sheets, your hair, or Eren’s wrists. It was out of control.

“There you go, that’s my girl.” He purred as he pushed you further up the bed and fucked you through your orgasm then chasing his. He kept one hand on your hip and the other gripping the headboard to thrust into you. His thrusts were slow but deep to help you finish, then it got harder and faster. His pace was ruthless as his hips snap against yours with so much force that your head hits the headboard slightly with each thrust. “Oh god, ‘needed you so bad. You have no idea.” He moaned. His thrusts were so fast, that you tried getting him to slow down, but your voice was shot from the moaning previous. You weren’t able to let out proper moans, but Eren seemed to fuck them out of you. 

“Oh shit, holy shit, Eren slow down I’m - Fuck!” You babble as you came all over him a second time. He looked down at you as you did. Watching your face contort in pleasure as your whimpers made their way down to his tip. “God, you’re killin’ me.”

The sight above you was something that needed to be in an art gallery. His bottom lip was puffy and pink from biting it so hard, and beads of sweat glistened on his chest and forehead. His hair was out of its usual bun and down along the sides of his face. His eyes were rolling back as well, which was one of the hottest things you’d ever seen. 

“Eren,” You moaned out. “Hm?”

“Come inside me. Please. I wanna feel it.” You pleaded. He moaned in response.

“Yeah? You want me to come in this pretty cunt? You want me to breed you, baby? Wanna feel your cunt being filled up?” He looked down and smirked at you. You whimpered and nodded.

“Use your words, sweetheart.”

“Yes. I need it so badly. Please, please.” You ran your hands up and down his abs. 

“Fuck, I’m- I’m gonna come -- Oh God -- I’m gonna fucking come baby, oh fuck!” Eren pushes his hips down into you until your head is pushed up against the headboard. You feel him in your guts as you feel his warm cum in you and all throughout your body. His breathing was uneven as he gripped your hip, digging his nails into the fatty flesh.

“Shit,” He cussed and lowered his head down to kiss you gentler than before. “You ok?”

“Mhm,” She hummed. “So tired.” He chuckled and pulled out.

As he did, Eren rolled over and pulled you into his arms. “Let’s sleep. We’ll deal with Jean tomorrow.” He kissed your forehead and put the covers over your naked body as you drifted to sleep.

#aot #eren yeager #eren jaeger #eren x reader #eren aot #eren smut #aot smut #aot x reader #snoopyearss #aot oneshots

[itzchasee]

⁂𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐓 - eren jaeger.

✍︎ synopsis: you see your ex boyfriend Eren Jaeger at your friend Mikasa’s birthday party after three months passed since your break up.

☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾

It’s been more than three months since you and Eren broke up. No one believed you two at first. Like, how? You had the relationship that everyone wanted to have! Why did things end up like the way it did? It was just one random night, he looked into your eyes and said, “Let’s break up.” He didn’t even give you a chance to ask him to talk it out.. What bothered him that much to straightly break up with you?

After the break up, you saw each other once in a while, no, every time you went outside. By chance, of course. Or.. was it just about chance? Did it have nothing to do with Eren syncing his timing with yours? He always, and always visited the same places just when you visited them. He would glance at you, place a genuine smile on his face and lower his gaze.

However tonight.. He was different. You went to Mikasa’s birthday party and obviously he was there. You stood in a corner, having fun by yourself and watching the others with your calm eyes. You weren’t in your mood for partying, not for the last hellish three months. You were drowning in such great emptiness and no one even noticed, nor did they try to notice. Not even your best friends.. And you were still right where Eren had left you, living that moment again and again, non-stop.

Then, you caught his gaze locked on you. He was looking directly at you, not with a gentle gaze but a piercing look on his face. His green eyes were boring into you. Oh, his pretty eyes.. His face didn’t show any emotion but he looked like he could pounce on you at any moment. You wanted to cry, but forced yourself to hold your tears back. Why was he trying to ruin your night like this? He knew you still didn’t get over him and yet.. Oh!

You noticed he was now right in front of you, holding you by your waist and pulling you close to his chest. You could feel his heartbeats, his heart was beating calmly and relaxing. You realized you missed being in his embrace more than anything else. “I feel complete now..” His voice was shaky, barely audible. “I’m sorry, so goddamn sorry for leaving you like that. I needed space.. I.. I was starting to become toxic towards you..” He said, snuggling you while burying his head into the crook of your neck. He took in your scent, you were heavenly. You were his heaven.. You looked around, everyone was on their own thing, having fun and partying. No one noticed you two at all..

Were you going to forgive him? Who knows..

#anime x reader #anime #aot #aot x reader #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #snk x reader #eren yeager #eren jaeger #eren aot #eren x reader #aot oneshots #aot levi #anime oneshots #snk oneshots

[violentvaleska]

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒓

ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs/ ᴀᴜ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ!ʟᴇᴠɪ × ʏᴇᴀɢᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ʟᴇᴠɪ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴡᴀʀ ʜɪs ʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴜɴᴄʟᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ, ʜᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴡʜʏ ʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴏғғᴇʀ ᴋɪɴɢ ɢʀɪsʜᴀ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴀʟ: ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴏɴʟʏ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ, ʏᴏᴜ, ᴀs ʜɪs ᴡɪғᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴇᴍᴘʀᴇss.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: sᴍᴜᴛ, sʟɪɢʜᴛ ʙʀᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ ᴋɪɴɢ, ᴛᴏxɪᴄ, ᴏʙsᴇssɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏssᴇssɪᴠᴇ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ, sᴇxɪsᴍ

ᴀ/ɴ: ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴀs ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs...ᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅs ᴏɴ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴜʏs ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ;)

Emperor!Levi who actually never wanted to be the damn king of anything. Being the only heir to the throne after his late uncle passed away he had no choice but to take the rein of the war-ridden empire Paradis

Emperor!Levi who decides after a long conversation with his consultant Erwin Smith, that the war needed to end, there was no point in continuing something his megalomaniacal uncle has started. And if conflicts aren't solved with war they are being solved with women. There opinion in this doesn't matter, an arranged marriage would be a key to peace and a potential marriage.

Emperor!Levi who offered the Marleyan King Grisha Yeager a generous deal: His cousin Princess Mikasa Ackerman of Paradis and Hizuru would be married off to their second son, Prince Eren Yeager of Marley and Levi would take their daughter in return, making her Empress of Paradis. He knew they wouldn't be able to refuse the deal, considering that Grisha Yeager's second wife, Carla, was once a noblewoman of Paradis.

Emperor!Levi who secretly only offered the deal because King Grishas youngest children were in fact half Eldian.

Emperor!Levi who, when he saw you for the first time, couldn't belive his luck. You, the Princess of Marley, were in fact a true beauty. You not only looked clean but smelled like it too, like you were taking good care of yourself. It truly relived him to see that you weren't filthy like your oldest brother Zeke. He originally planned to offer Mikasa to him, but seeing how he already had a wife, Ymir, a woman with eldian heritage and slave history, he had to give her hand to the younger brother.

Emperor!Levi who thought you were rather shy and docile, but came to realize that you infact were able to keep up with his cynic personality and were well read too.

"At least our children won't be as dumb as the heir to your lands throne" He told you the night before your wedding at dinner.

"I can't argue that. Zeke is an eccentric narcissist, I'm honestly glad to have a different mother than him." You awnsered calmly, taking a sip of your wine, while glancing at your soon to be husband.

Emperor!Levi who could not longer control himself on your wedding night and broke your hymen with a harsh trust of his hips, making you yelp in a mixture of pain and pleasure, as you wiggled under his body, naked and vulnerable. Levi took his sweet time with you, making sure to impregnate you well.

Emperor!Levi who despised the idea of children, but somehow find the encouragement to fuck you every night in hopes to see your belly round with his child, his own heir, soon.

Emperor!Levi who got madly protective over you when the doctors confirmed your pregnancy to him. It went so far he didn't even want you to leave his chambers in fear something could happen to you. You felt furious, trapped and robbed of your freedom. Freedom, something your brother Eren had plenty off now that the war was over thanks to you and his wife, Mikasa.

Emperor!Levi who didn't understand why you were so upset with him, demanding of you to be grateful instead of a "nagging woman". If it wasn't for his own mother to stop her sons madness, you'd probably still be locked up in his room.

Emperor!Levi who nearly cried tears of joy when he held his newborn son in his arms for the first time, calling him Furlan after his late friend, a soldier who died a heroic death in the war. It was bitter, yet filled his cold heart with joy.

Emperor!Levi who found a new obsession in having you, his wife and empress, as an object of his desires, in every way possible. He'd make sure you won't be able to go back to that filth of a kingdom you have been born in. You were his wife now, his very own key to his heart...

#oneshot #levi x reader #shingeki no kyojin #levi ackerman x reader #levi #aot #captain levi #levi ackerman #attack on titan #levi smut #protective levi ackerman #possesive love #eren x mikasa #eren yeager #mikasa ackerman #zeke jaeger #grisha yeager #carla yeager #ymir fritz #furlan church #dad levi #potential fanfic

[armins-used-qtip]

It was no secret that Connie found you alluring. Even from the first time you met him, he let his eyes linger for longer than acceptable. Whenever you're with him you can feel his burning stare, especially on your body. He's a nice guy, although you don't know him very well since he's your boyfriend's friend not yours. Despite his attraction to you he would never act on it, he's a good friend after all.

You and your boyfriend, Eren, had a very closed off and intimate sex life. But he was a freak so you often found yourself doing... questionable things.

Being the hoarder you are, you had a small, white shoebox tucked under your bed. It was filled with mementos from your relationship. Ticket stubs, receipts, bracelet boxes, anything really.

Connie didn't know how he found himself in your room searching through your belongings like a pervert.

Earlier Connie had gotten a call from Eren

"Yo, Y/N sleeping at mine again. Could you do me a favour and go get her backpack from her dorm"

"Why do I have to get it. Why can't you or her?"

"She's in a lecture right now and I have to meet Armin in about.... 10 minutes. Please bro just this once??"

"....fine"

"Cheers bro, the keys under her rug."

There he was. Searching through your stuff, with no aim in mind. The backpack had already been found, so he should've left. But for some reason he felt like he'd be missing an opportunity if he left so quickly.

He slumped down against your bedframe, when he felt something poke him in the back. "Hmm... 'me and ren' what's this?"

He grabbed the white shoebox that was poking him. It was what he expected, just some cute memories and shit. Just as he was about to put the box back something glossy caught his eye. He wiggled his fingers further in the box to retrieve it. Nothing could've prepared him for what he saw. It was a small Polaroid. He couldn't tear his eyes from it, he was mortified but totally mesmerised.

You were positioned ass up on the very bed Connie was leaning on, completely naked. You had a gag in your mouth and your arms were tied. There was a pair of hands roughly  spreading you apart, Erens obviously.

Connie was so taken aback by this photo. He had completely stilled, too scared to even move a muscle. He never took you for someone to be into that sort of thing. The more he thought about it, the hotter he felt his body get.

This is wrong. I shouldn't be looking at this Connie consciousness began knawing at him. Yet he just couldn't put it down. His eyes focused on your pussy, it was being manhandled by Eren. He felt terrible but a small part of him wished he was the one behind the camera, not Eren. A dry gulp was all he could form as he felt his pants get tighter.

"Shit" A wave of realisation hit him and he put the Polaroid down. This was bad and he knew it. He stood up and looked around your room. "Just get the bag and leave" he muttered to himself. First he had to put that Polaroid back in its place. He kneeled down and took the Polaroid, facing it the other way, and put it back in the box. He then noticed there were more. He felt guilty but not guilty enough to stop. He grabbed the stack and looked through them. Each one was somehow better than the last. His favourite was the one where you were on the bathroom floor, with your fingers deep in yourself. Eren was nowhere to be seen, unlike the other ones that were all clearly taken by him. This one was a selfie, maybe you had taken it for Eren?

He did something dumb. He slipped it into his back pocket and put the rest away, tucking the box back under your bed. He was thinking with his very erect dick rather than his mind. He could barely walk because he was so painfully hard. All he wanted in that moment was your pretty lips wrapped around him. A loud groan left him at the thought of you on your knees for him. His mind was so fuzzy from the pure arousal, he had to sort his hard-on out.

He stumbled into your washroom. He was looking for them. The pink frilly underwear he caught a glimpse of yesterday when you were at Erens. A small part of him hoped he didn't find them because he had no idea what he was about to do to them, all he knew was that he needed them. The way this man was behaving anyone would think he was inebriated, but no the only thing he was drunk off was the thought of your body underneath his. He dug through your clothes basket. He found them. It wasn't purposeful, but a small laugh erupted from him. Was he this pathetic? Was he really about to wank off to his best friend's girlfriend?

He looked at the thong style underwear in his hand. There was a dark patch where your pussy would have been. The sight of this had him panting heavily. All his guilt was washed away the second he brought them up to his nose, taking in the smell of you. Any common sense he had was now gone and replaced with pure, primitive lust. He swore it was impossible to become harder than he was, yet he found himself growing evermore. It was painful, he was so, so hard. He felt like a helpless puppy in heat. He reached his hands into his sweats and pulled out his rock solid dick. There was precum dribbling down the side. With the pink panties in his nose he began pumping his hand up and down his cock. He hissed at the feeling, he felt more sensitive down there than usual. He brought the underwear away from his nose and uncrumpled it. His stare was directed at the dark patch, even the sight of it nearly made him cum. He brought it to his mouth and began to lick the spot. The grip he had on his dick got tighter and he began pumping faster. Quiet and broken whimpers left his mouth, muffled by the fabric of your panties. He savoured the salty taste as if it was a 5 star meal. The pressure in his stomach was building up and he threw his head back in response. This time he held the underwear's dark spot to his swollen tip. The panties stuck to him as he jerked off into them. This was nearly enough for him to come undone, his movements were becoming sloppier and lost their rhythm. He whimpered and moaned your name as the coil in his stomach snapped. The deepest and guttural moans left him as he emptied himself onto your pink panties. Hot cum spilled into his hands as he tried to control his breathing.

"Shit" he panicked at the sight of your ruined panties. Still in a state of stupidity he shoved the dirtied underwear in his coat pocket.

His mind was racing on his way to Erens dorm. How would he look you in the eyes? What if you noticed your pants and your Polaroid were gone? But it was too late to return them now.

Knock knock

"Eren bro are you in? I've got your girls bag" Connie was surprised to see you open the door.

"I'm not 'Erens girl' I have a name" you said bitterly and took the bag from his hands.

Just as you were about to shut the door you spoke out

"Oh and uh... I have a camera in my dorm room"

You watched in amusement as Connie's soul left his body. His pathetic stammers only made you laugh.

" don't worry I won't tell Eren, but I want my Polaroid back" you said putting your hand out. He reluctantly reached into his back pocket and put the Polaroid in your hand.

"Thanks Connie" you offered a sweet smile before you shut the door in his face. How cute.

Ok that's the end. I've never written smut before so um if it's bad deal with it?

#attack on titan #aot connie #aot x reader #aot smut #connie x reader #connie springer #connie smut #pantylover #eren yeager #eren aot #eren jaeger #fanfic #oneshot #short fiction

[madeinparadis]

SAFE | EREN JAEGER

pairing: eren jaeger × reader

cw: fluff and (mostly) angst, fear of loss/death, spoilers for the ending of the manga & anime ofc.

word count: 1.1k

masterlist: all characters

a/n: i was on the zaza (sleep deprived) while writing this, so the brief representation here of the paths is probably not the most accurate, especially given how the cabin scene in the anime & manga left some people confused. either way, hope you enjoy!

The birds chirped gleefully, flying over the roof of your cabin, their sound carrying the message that it was already morning– yet another day beginning and taking away your counted time with your lover, who lay serenely asleep beside you. You observed how the warm sunshine illuminated his face, casting a golden halo around his body that made him look angelic– it distracted you from the plans he would act out in the near future that were, in fact, the opposite of angelic. But pretending didn't hurt, and as long as you were here, you were safe.

You didn't understand the entire complexity and operation of the paths, but they were a very welcome escape for you. After all, if you were to live in reality on earth, Eren would be away from you, tormented and left alone to his own devices– instead, he built you both a home in the paths, which allowed you to run away from everything and just breathe, even if only momentarily.

As the sunlight passed between the curtains and hit his face directly, Eren slowly blinked his eyes open, looking at you.

“You should've slept some more. You seemed peaceful,” you asked, keeping a quiet tone.

“I was,” he replied, his gaze still melting into yours. “And if I got live like this by your side until my death, I'd live in peace.”

“Then don't go.”

“I don't want to go.”

“So stay.”

“You know I can't do that," he muttered. “I have to finish my plan.”

Your expression saddened as you listened to his words. You too knew he would have to leave you for his war, and you also knew you would be alone– all your comrades would go on with their lives, and you would be thinking back to the days when you lived in fear, but in love. It was a cruel reality, the one you lived in, and it was the price you paid for loving a man whose rage and determination made him a slave to freedom. You were, logically, more than aware of the fact that no matter how much Eren Jaeger loved you, he would never put a stop to his plan.

But you could always dream. Dream about a life where the titans never invaded your childhood home, or one where they didn't exist in the first place. In your dreamscape, you could both run off and get married, and Eren would build you a home even better than the one you had at the moment. You would live far away from the bustle in your hometown, somewhere in the countryside, where your days would be serene and quiet. Outside, you would gather the dry laundry with a big basket, watching your husband walk back home with a load of freshly chopped wood in his arms. Perhaps, inside your little cottage, you could find room for children of your own– a boy and a girl, much like Eren and Mikasa– they would each have different features from their parents, both in appearance and character. What would they be like? Would they be stubborn like their father, or curious like you? The possibilities were endless, and you cherished the thought of all of them. You could be a good mother, and you wanted nothing more than to be his wife someday. Maybe in another lifetime. In this one, all you could do was daydream as you mindlessly stared at the man lying next to you in bed.

You focused your eyes on Eren's hair, strands messy from the friction against your pillowcases. He looked serious today, and you moved your dominant hand up to softly card your fingers through his hair, continuing your observation of his features.

“I wish I could stop you from doing it,” you spoke up again.

“I know.” His gaze dropped down to your collarbones.

“It's unfair, you know. I should hate you for leaving me before we even got to live...” you stopped for a second, feeling a knot form in your throat. “But even if all of our friends are going to marry and build their own families while I visit your grave, I still can't hate you.”

“I'm sorry.”

“I know,” you mutter. “I just wish things had worked out differently for us.”

“I do too. You know, when we were younger, I used to think that I would kill every titan, and then we would run away together afterwards.”

Eren's eyes met your own again, and you could sense an odd feeling of nostalgia linger in the air.

“We were so naïve back then.” You smiled, remembering your past days.

“At least now I can save all of you guys.”

You stayed in silence for a moment.

“But no one can save you.” Your hand slid down from his scalp to caress his cheek.

“You've already saved me,” he contested, placing his hand on top of yours, over his face.

“Not from death.” You felt tears well up in your eyes, threatening to fall.

“You can't stop me from dying.” He squeezed your hand slightly. “But you have stopped me from feeling like a dead man many times before.”

You reached your limit of stoicism, and what was a threat became a reality– Your eyes turned glossy and red as tears spilled out of them and fell on Eren's thumb, which brushed under your eyes and gathered your waterworks tenderly.

“What am I going to do without you?”

“Live your life freely.”

“I don't want freedom, I want you,” you choked out between sobs.

“You'll have me for as long as we're here.”

You curled up against him, letting him run his hands through your hair while your tears dried up. Despite it all, you were still with Eren, and he wasn't going to leave you just yet– so you enjoyed his presence while it lasted, listening to his heartbeat and engraving its sound and rhythm into your brain, in hopes that you would never forget it.

The two of you basked in the morning sunlight, and lay in bed curled up together until seconds turned into minutes, and you ended up losing track of time. Not very long after your tears dried, however, you tugged at Eren's shirt, gently guiding his face until his lips collided with yours, crashing like waves in a low tide– slow but impactful. Backing out to breathe, you let your fingertips ghost over his cheekbones, drinking in the sight before you like a relic, praying that all the memories you stored would stay with you for eternity.

Eren was right. You couldn't save him, and he could not stay with you forever. But as long as you were here, in your little cabin, he would be yours, and the two of you could be happy– away from the real world and the harsh truths that awaited you. It didn't hurt to play pretend. For now, you were safe.

#madeinparadis #eren jaeger #eren x reader #eren x you #eren yeager #eren yeager x reader #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot x reader #aot oneshots #snk x reader #mikasa ackerman #aot #snk #angst

[baugojo]

🎧YEAGER EREN!

quick summary: humiliating him, him getting mad

word count: 457

“Eren I-“

“-Angel, I’m driving. Do you really want me to loose my temper right now.”

you scoffed at your boyfriend. he’d only continued to stay quiet; his muscular hands revolving around the wheel.

He had a very compassionate way of expressing how he felt towards things you did. And well yes, you both argued and bumped heads a lot.. you both also loved each other very much.

“eren” you chocked up; ignoring his previous request to keep hush. “I know you are upset, but I just don’t understand why it was such a big deal?”

sometimes you’d wondered what went through his mind; whether it was him being the reasonable one, or not.

“I don’t want you around him. He just bugs me.” was his response; still concentrating on the clear view ahead of the wheel.

“but why-“

“I said no.”

and with that, the car went silent again. you’d both plucked out each others anger enough to curse under your breath; anticipating his next move.

“fine.” You hawked; turning your head to the window.. completely engulfed by the opposition of erens angelic features, ignoring his presence completely.

but when you both stop at the drive-thru of your favorite place, he’d almost always spoil you rotten.

He watched as he could tell you noticed his car suck into the drive thru, but you still ignored him and his antics.

When his car was next in the drive thru though, you didn’t even do so much as blink his direction; the lady in the Inter-com asking for his order.

“Hi! Thank you for choosing F/R! What can I get you?”

Erens voice draped around your neck, asking you the simplest question, while getting you your favorite food. ‘What do you want to eat?’

Of course you being you, you turned your head farther, as if not even acknowledging his quiet wait in the line.

He realized you weren’t budging after asking again; making him turn to the Inter-com once more and asking, “sorry, give me a moment ma’am.”

she hummed in yes form, awaiting for him to respond again; making you slightly chuckle at his embarrassment.

“Oh, so you think this is funny?” Quickly, he grabs your chin with his big hand; forcing eye contact with him, while he watched your body want to retreat.

“I-“

“no. your going to order whatever the fuck you want, and then I will deal with this later.”

His lips were brought to yours, stinging his perfect serumed lips into your beautifully tainted ones. “I’m going to ask again, what do you want princess?”

let’s just say, humiliating Eren was something that would never ever happen again. at least not intentionally.

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[certifiedjaeger]

OOOOOOO CONGRATS ANNIE!!!!

I gotta send a request for my boy of course 💕

Rennie + “Can I kiss you?” 🥺💕

♡ certifiedjaeger’s 800 event ♡

Character: Eren Jaeger x fem!reader

Prompt: “Can I kiss you?”

Word Count: 2.5K+

A/N: thank you!!!!!!! <3 I loved writing this heheh <3 Eren’s such a cute lil idiot ahhh I love him 🥺 (anyways, this involves eren having a lil bit of a crush on his friend’s sister…. 👀 also may or may not take place during a truth or dare game with a bunch of eren's other college buddies)

Event Masterlist

You’re so close. So close.

Only about twenty or so feet down the hall, doing god knows what behind your closed door. He wonders if maybe you’re laying on your bed. He wonders if maybe you’re scrolling through Instagram… maybe his Instagram, staring at his pictures, like he does with yours late at night. He’ll never know, however. He knows he’ll never know what you get up to in your bedroom. And yet, he can’t stop thinking about you– especially when he’s just so damn close to you… But before he can let his mind wander too much, his friend–your brother–is suddenly calling for him, reminding Eren that it’s his turn to give Jean a dare.

It isn’t easy being in love with his friend’s sister. Well… it is and it isn’t. You make it easy, he thinks to himself, you make it really fucking easy to love you. And your brother? Well… yeah, he makes things a bit less easy. Eren knows he can never act on his feelings. He knows sisters are off limits. And yet, he can’t help how he feels about you. Or how he fantasizes about you… Or how his stare lingers just a little too much whenever you’re around; his breath hitching in his throat every time you’re just a bit too close. No, he can’t help any of that, least of all the way that his heart and body aches for you. But he knows he can never have you. As much as he hates to admit it, you can only ever be his in his mind.

~

“Fuck, I don’t know– Why’d you choose dare again? Trying to keep up with me?” Eren snaps back to the present; nonchalantly slipping back into the game that Connie had decided he and the other guys should all play.

“Fuck off,” Jean snorts, taking a sip of his beer. “Hurry up already, I’m tired of looking at your face.”

“Yeah, you’re one to talk, horse face,” Eren bites back, just a hint of anger in his eyes as he glances at his annoying friend.

“God, you guys never stop, do you?” Connie chimes in, throwing a pillow at Jean. “Okay, fine, I’m going to give Jean a dare,” he states, his face looking almost as if it hurt from how hard he was thinking.

“Oh, great,” Jean remarks sarcastically.

“I got it! I dare you to drink toilet water,” Connie snaps his fingers, sounding triumphant at what he considers to be a genius idea. Well… that is until he hears the room erupt into chaos.

“No–” Jean begins to reply defensively and loudly. But Eren’s laughter seems to drown out the thunderous noise.

“You have to,” Eren snorts with amusement, still laughing at the prospect of Jean with his head stuck inside a toilet bowl. “That’s the rules.”

“No, I fucking don’t! I’m not doing that,” Jean persists. “I’ll just pay the $50, I don’t care.”

A chorus of boos–littered with some very vulgar insults–can be heard throughout the rather small living room, causing Jean to get even more defensive over his stance.

“Here,” Jean holds a fifty dollar bill in his hand and throws it in the middle, raising his middle finger to Eren as he does it. “Your turn. Truth or dare, asshole.”

“Dare, obviously. Asshole,” Eren replies condescendingly, narrowing his eyes in disgust as his competitive nature fully begins to make an appearance. But just then he hears something besides his friends; he hears your door open. Fuck.

“What the hell is going on out here?” You come walking down the hall, smiling with a hint of amusement in your voice as you now stand before the group of guys. “Is somebody getting murdered?”

Eren suddenly doesn’t know what to do. You’re wearing an oversized t-shirt and the tiniest pair of pajama shorts he’s ever seen you in. Only his mind could have conjured up such a welcoming sight. And yet, here you are, standing in front of him with your arms crossed, looking as beautiful as ever with your bare face and messy hair. This was real– Definitely not a dream.

“Yeah, Jean’s being a pussy and we’re actually going to kill him about it,” Connie yells in an eager voice.

“Oh? Never thought I’d be an accessory to murder before,” you raise a brow. “Sorry to hear that you’re going to die, Jean,” you turn to the taller man sitting across from your standing form. The other men in the living room laugh obnoxiously, but Eren doesn’t. No, he’s too preoccupied with staring at you. God, you’re so pretty, he thinks to himself, so fucking pretty.

“I’m not dying,” Jean looks displeased as he rolls his eyes. “Plus, it’s not even my turn anymore. Fucking go, Eren.”

That snaps Eren right out of the trance you unknowingly seemed to have put him in– But not before Jean notices. “I already said dare, idiot.”

“Okay, fine,” Jean crosses his arms, leaning back against the wall as a smirk overtakes his face. “I dare you to kiss his sister,” Jean points to your brother and then you.

Fuck.

A string of amused gasps and laughs can be heard as Eren snaps his head toward you; he sees you choke out a little laugh as a vulnerable-looking expression dances across your face for half a second before settling into amusement once again. He looks away. He has to.

“I– What?” Is all Eren can manage to say. Fucking asshole, he thinks. Such a fucking asshole. He doesn’t know whether to be pissed or grateful. He decides to go with the former.

“NO,” your brother chimes in a second after he does–thankfully, Eren thinks–distracting everyone from the flustered response that he had just given. “Not my sister!”

“What are you, twelve? I’m not gonna do that, I’m not trying to be a creep,” Eren raises his voice at Jean, beginning to get angry now; he can feel his jaw clench as he silently curses Jean for putting him on the spot like this.

“She’s off limits, you fucks!” Your brother yells, slurring his words a bit as he says them. He may or may not have had one too many tonight, Eren realizes as he glances over at him. Eren suddenly feels very grateful that he hadn’t been drinking at all because if he had, who knows how this night would have ended. Eren, annoyed now, shakes his head at your brother; he realizes his new irritation with him might have something to do with him telling everybody that you were off limits. Eren already knew that, he doesn’t need the reminder.

“What do you have to do if you don’t do your dare?” Your small voice speaks up over the chaos. Eren’s head instantly whips up as his emerald eyes meet yours; he looks almost like a deer caught in headlights as you gaze down at him, awaiting his response.

“He has to give us fifty dollars,” Connie speaks for Eren–enjoying the commotion almost a bit too much–as he grins at you with amusement, laughter still evident in his voice as he speaks to you.

You whistle as your brows raise in surprise. “That’s pretty harsh. In that case–” you turn to Eren, “I don’t mind.”

“Wh-what? No,” Eren looks at you as though you’re crazy; like you’ve absolutely lost your mind. “That’s– No, I’m not gonna do that,” he replies defensively as he feels his cheeks warming up.

“Ouch,” you flinch at his words. “Would it be that horrible to kiss me?” You wince, letting out a small–almost sad sounding–laugh as you awkwardly cross your arms over your chest.

“Don’t talk like that about my sister, Jaeger,” your brother slurs, pointing a finger at–and, honestly, looking like he was ready to fight–his much taller and bigger friend.

“Oh, shut up,” you roll your eyes at your brother’s embarrassing attempt to ‘protect you’. “What, are you trying to defend my honor or something?”

Eren’s eyes–a bit wide now–glance from you to your brother. “I’m not– That’s not what I fucking meant,” Eren bites back defensively, starting to get more flustered at the situation he’s somehow stumbled into.

“Kinda what it sounded like, actually,” you turn your attention to the brunette man, teasing him with a playful smirk that takes his breath away for half a second.

“I– That…” he stumbles on his words before closing his mouth and letting out a loud, frustrated sigh. “Okay, fine, whatever. Fuck it,” he mutters, looking anywhere that isn’t your face as his own begins to look more and more irritated and overwhelmed. “Come over here, then.”

“Wow! You really know how to charm a woman, don’t you? You must be a real ladies man,” you continue to tease him with that little smile of yours. It mocks him; playing with his emotions as he suddenly isn’t able to look anywhere that isn’t directly at it. He hates it. No… he loves it. He wants to wipe it right off of your face.

Eren hears his friends laughing at your playful insults. But none of that matters now because you’re walking toward him, slowly making your way to him as you shake your head at his slightly offensive behavior. He doesn’t deserve it, he thinks. He doesn’t deserve to have you this close to him as you bend down and sit right in front of him.

“You know I’m doing this to help you out. So maybe be a bit kinder,” you softly laugh, noticing the dark pink that’s dusted across his sun-kissed cheeks. He runs a hand through his hair–a nervous tick he’s always had–as the dark brown strands then fall into place, reaching down to his chin as they do. He looks angry. No, he looks nervous. Well… you don’t exactly know what to make of his expression. His emerald eyes stare back into your own with a vicious fire in them, looking intense in their fired up state. But his lips– They tremble slightly as he takes in your full appearance before him; your knees touching his own as he sits with his body much closer to yours than it's ever been before.

“Yeah, yeah, thanks,” Eren somehow manages to speak. He–gladly–doesn’t sound too eager. No, he doesn’t sound eager at all, actually; he sounds sarcastic. A bit upset even. Even if that’s the furthest thing from the truth… As if he could ever truly be upset being this close to you.

“I’m gonna be sick, I can’t watch this,” your brother throws his arms up and storms out of the room, huffing and puffing all the way down the hall. You can hear Connie’s signature laugh fill the room as your brother stumbles away.

Eren thinks he might be sick, as well, actually. He can’t believe that you’re right in front of him, waiting for him to kiss you; that you’re waiting for him to take you in his arms and place his lips against yours in a sweet embrace. He had only ever dreamt about something like this before, only ever thought about it. (Probably hundreds of times, if he was being honest with himself). But he had never considered that it would actually happen. If he takes a single second more to think about it–to work himself up too much about it–he knows he’ll never be able to go through with it. He needs to kiss you now. He needs to get it over with.

Eren gives you one quick glance before quickly leaning into you. But you’re much faster than he is and you instantly pull away; dodging his futile attempt at placing his lips to yours. When he registers that his lips don’t connect–that you pulled away from him–his eyes snap open and he gives you what has to be the most bewildered look you have ever seen on a human.

“What the hell?” He mutters under his breath–his voice dripping with anger and irritation–as his brows furrow and his mouth hangs slightly open out of confusion.

“You didn’t ask first.”

The smile that you give him sets his heart ablaze. You’re toying with him. Just messing with him as you stare at him through playful eyes. He feels humiliated, he feels like he’ll never love anybody else. He feels that if he doesn’t kiss you right now, he may actually die. He needs this to be over with. He needs to know what your lips feel like.

“You really ought to ask a lady first, you know,” you lean in, whispering closely to him with that annoying–and intoxicating–smile still present on your face.

He doesn’t match your smile, however. No, he set his lips into a thin line, letting out a harsh sounding sigh. He didn’t know it was possible to be this flustered, and yet, here he is, continuing to grow more and more overwhelmed under your stare. The fact that his friends are all present for this–that he can hear them all snickering in the background–nearly has him getting up and storming out of the apartment.

“Can I–please–kiss you?” He bites out once again, looking at you harshly.

He had wanted this moment to come for so long. He had spent so many hopeless nights staying up and thinking about you; thinking about what your lips might taste like. And now here he was, about to experience that–about to finally find out–only now it was with his cheeks red and his temper short. There was a part of him that just really wanted to get it over with so that your taunts could end and so that he could finally breathe out a sigh of relief. But there was another part of him that wanted to savor this moment. To really enjoy it– Because he knows that it’ll never happen again. At least anywhere that isn’t in his dreams.

“Yes, of course you may. Thank you for asking,” you respond sweetly with feigned innocence; your voice sounding like honey to him even as you continue to tease him. He swallows dryly, glancing down at your lips as he licks his own, before then letting out a shaky breath.

It’s now or never. He leans in once again, almost expecting you to pull away just like you had before. Except this time… you don’t. No… this time, his lips instantly find yours and land perfectly against them; melding into their shape as you softly kiss him back.

For just a second, he forgets where he is. He forgets all about a dare and all about the others snickering at him. He doesn’t hear them now, he doesn’t hear anything at all besides his heart beating rapidly in his chest. And all that seems to fill his mind now is you; how warm your hand feels against his cheek… how soft your lips feel against his own… how gentle they are as you deepen the kiss. Nothing else matters now except for you. Well… that and the warmth he feels coursing through his veins at how close your body is to his. He can’t help but think about how small your shorts are, how amazing you taste, how right this feels…

And then it all stops.

You pull away and sound comes rushing back to him as he hears the loud banter and whistling of his friends, reminding him that he’s not alone with you; no, he’s not at all. He’s in his friend’s living room, surrounded by a bunch of his other friends. But of all the things he is suddenly reminded of, the harshest has to be that what had just happened had only been a dare. That it hadn’t been real at all.

~

Minutes pass and Eren seems to be both annoyed and grateful for the passage of time. On one hand, the spotlight is finally off of him as his friends have become too preoccupied with the continuation of their stupid game to even notice how distracted and overwhelmed he is. But on the other hand, you aren’t here anymore. You’re back in your room, far, far away from him behind your closed door, doing god knows what. You probably went about your night, not caring in the slightest that you had just made his. Well, at least that’s what he thought until he feels his phone vibrate in his pocket.

Instinctively, he pulls his phone out and opens his instagram, finding a couple of new notifications waiting for him. All from a very familiar looking username…

He sees that a couple of his pictures were liked and that… a message was waiting for him. He quickly opens it, eyes scanning the screen as he holds his breath.

@YourUsername: That was nice… We should do that again sometime soon. (Just make sure not to tell my brother 😇)

Fuck.

Yeah... that’s exactly what he was. Fucked.

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[amethystsprinkles]

Drunkenness

By Amethyst Sprinkles

Yandere! Eren x Reader

Warnings: Yandere themes, Noncon, smut, cunnilingus, oral (reader receiving), Alcohol, intoxication, arguing, Dacryphilia, oblivious Eren Yeager

Summary: When Eren gets drunk at the refugee camp, he gets a little handsy.

He looks at you as his flushed-red cheeks are now proof of his drunkenness. The both of you had moved away from the others- well more like he whisked you away with his heavy smooth hands… They were so warm and comforting, while yours were cold and rejecting. 

How did he manage to like you? How did anyone? You never talk and when you do it’s hardly important. At least that’s what your parents used to say. Before they sent you off to the army never to see you again. 

“Y/n, are you okay? you seem distracted.” Eren spoke, breaking you from your painful trance. “I-I’m fine. thank you, Eren.” He smiled. Suddenly you realized how close the two of you were. Literally and figuratively. 

The golden lights radiating onto him made him look perfect. “Y’know, Y/n, I’ve always found you beautiful.” Your e/c eyes were now looking into his green ones. Oh, how they made you swoon. “Thank y-” his lips connected with yours and the air between you both ceased to exist. You could feel the multiple eyes and Mikasa’s rage on you. 

Your waist was held tightly as he broke the kiss only to latch onto your neck. You let out a small gasp before running your fingers through his long brown hair. Shortly after you were lifted by him. After leaving the previous tent, you were taken to a new one not far away. 

He sat you on the cushioned floor and gently lifted your chin slightly. “Can I taste you?” The question left you frozen. Before you could answer he began taking your pants off. “Eren please- I-” The sound of him shushing you became apparent quickly. 

“Not when you’re this drunk Eren please!” you yelled, trying to push him off. You didn’t want to go without protection or in someone else’s space. “C’mon Y/n, I love you. I need you. I need your body, baby, please.” He gruffed. 

You watched as your pants were flung across the room. His now burning hands gripping your underwear. He removed them just as quickly as your pants. You were completely exposed and open to him. You felt powerless and scared as tears filled your eyes. 

He didn’t care. He continued to take advantage of you. His arms held you down roughly and he began to admire your body. The thought of one of your dearest friends doing this made you feel so humiliated and betrayed. Without warning his desperate lips opened and indulged you. The sounds of your moans were heard throughout the entire village. 

You had tried to push him away, but he was relentless in his pursuit of you. But he loves you, right?

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[fqiryspit]

EREN + FOUR EYES GF <3

eren x glasses!fem!reader

cw: sucking dick, pussy eating, titties being called little, glasses being seen as smth innocent.

.

eren can't explain it...he just loves your fucking glasses so much.

ok, first of all, he thinks you look adorable in them. and when they knock up and down against your face that's how he knows he's fucking you right.

don't get him started on how you suck his dick. your frames sliding down as you choke on his cock? poor baby :(

-and when you clean them off because he couldn't help but cum all over them.

he is a titty man. he needs titty pics sometimes just to get through the day. so, you sending him a pic with ur little perky titties and your glasses making you look so...innocent? it kills him every time.

wait...are you cleaning ur glasses? how about eren eats you out on the counter rn as your blind ass can barely see him.

fuck he loves eating your pussy. lapping at that little wet clit is all he needs in his life.

ps. he pouts when you have a contact day.

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an: this was sooo short but i really wanted to do smth cuz I'm aching for him but I'm so busy rn I can't even do anything. EVERYTHING is shortened because i have acrylics on rn and even though they're short they're fucking killing me

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[arminsumi]

FLEUR

Oneshot | Eren | ♪

Eren works as a florist at his mom's flower shop, and just next to it is his dad's clinic. After your check ups, you browse the flowers. Eren always glances over at you longingly.

But he never manages to work up the courage to talk to you, and it always gets him down.

⚠️Cws; fluff, light angst

Notes; black!fem!reader

"Ah, Eren." Armin sighed pitifully at his friend.

Eren lowered his chin onto his forearm, and let his gloomy eyes flutter closed.

"You really need to do something about this." Armin said.

You had yet again come into the store, bought a bouquet, and vanished from sight. All Eren managed to say to you were simplicities, hello how are you that will be $6.99 thank you see you again.

Eren sighed heavily and rubbed the tension out of his face with his hands. "She'll come by for another checkup at some point again; I promise to really talk to her then."

"Uh-uh! You said that last time!" Armin shook his head.

"Well, this time I really mean it."

"You also said that last time."

Eren let his head fall back and groaned. He always became lethargic at the end of a long working day, especially when this happened.

His mom descended the stairs from the upstairs apartment. She didn't need to even ask what had gotten Eren in this mood, it was all too familiar.

"Eren?" She called out, but he closed his eyes and rested his jaw heavily in his palm.

"Yeah?" He mumbled lamely.

"Get off work early for today, okay? You two go out and stretch your legs, take your mind of things." She spoke gently.

She sighed and turned to Armin after Eren was unresponsive, "Armin, take this poor boy out somewhere nice." She asked.

"Yes ma'am." Armin clapped his hands together, "Eren, let's go, come on." Armin encouraged, and tried to move Eren by his arm, but he wouldn't budge.

He let out a throaty groan, like he was in pain at the sight of embarrassing memories in his mind. There they were, projecting onto his eyelids like a movie.

At that point he was being so dramatic that it became comical.

Armin laughed, and tried to move him again, "Come on, big boy, we'll go get some food and bitch about life, how does that sound?"

He gave Eren another encouraging tug on his arm, "Come on! Move, move, soldier!" He shook him playfully.

"Alright." Eren sighed heavily, and finally moved. Though, he moved as if his whole body was made of lead.

They exited the flower shop together and headed out onto the sidewalk. The winter sun gave the street a sharp, crisp quality.

Eren had such a heavy mood all around him, so Armin tried to be funny to make him feel better. But all of Armin's work didn't pay off because Eren's gloom was stubborn.

"Wanna get some takeout?" Eren suggested lamely.

"Eren, you've had takeout every day for almost a week now." Armin looked over at him pitifully, "Let's get something good to eat, okay? My treat."

"Alright, fine then." Eren agreed.

They ambled down the street, talking while window shopping down the block.

During midday time in the city, it felt like a beehive. The incessant rumbling and buzzing of cars, the unnecessary hooting, the sighs of braking buses rolling to a standstill at the gleaming red stoplights.

Even babies were crying somewhere in the distance. It felt like New York. No, it was worse than New York. A city like this was a nightmare.

Still, it's home. And Eren felt happy to live in the same city as someone like you, even if he only ever got to see you and not talk to you.

If there were god above, then they took great pity on Eren that day, and cast a spell of luck over him and you. In this beehive rush at midday, Armin and Eren wound up at a secluded restaurant.

It was one of those restaurants that the eye easily skips over unless you're really hungry. The only reason you visited there was because your mom and grandmother ran it together.

It had been some time since you'd been to visit, though, so really... this was a truly lucky day.

The doorbell chimed, it sounded rusty, and Eren entered with Armin at his side. The latter scanned his environment with bright eyes, but his best friend didn't have even a trace of light in his gaze.

That is, until he caught a glimpse of your hair from behind.

"Armin, three o'clock." Eren whispered into his ear.

"I saw, I saw." Armin nodded, noticing you an instant after Eren did. He had a lopsided grin on his face.

You were cheerily talking to your mom, by chance, about the boy who works at the florist's down the block.

"Sounds like a match." Your mom teased, "Why not talk to him?"

You shrugged, "He doesn't seem to be interested. I mean, otherwise, wouldn't he have talked to me by now? I always visit after checkups, you know, like I said."

Eren and Armin took a seat by the window near the entrance. A soft light filled the restaurant. Each time Eren took a glance at you, he felt like he was laying eyes on an angel.

"Eren, go on." Armin encouraged, "This is prime time to introduce yourself."

Eren pursed his lips, folded his arms on the table, and shook his head slowly.

"Come on, if you don't do something, I will."

"Don't even think about it." Eren snapped.

Armin leaned back in his seat and let out a sigh. His best friend was always stubborn like this.

When your mom came around to take their orders, Armin asked her where the bathroom was. Eren didn't pay much attention, but his friend was brewing a little plan to help him out.

Very smoothly and swiftly, Armin weaved through the tables, went to the bathroom to fix his hair and practice what he would do, and then emerged confidently.

Eren looked over and saw Armin talking to you. At first he felt this confused jealousy, but then watched as you laughed and rose from your lonesome table and walked over to the table he was sat at.

It was all quick, and before Eren could stutter out a confused hello, Armin introduced the two of you.

He did it with a smirk, "This is Eren. Oh, Eren, hope you don't mind, I thought she looked lonely and might want to join us for lunch."

Armin gave Eren a wink.

Hearing your voice once more, and viewing your dark complexion in this angelic light, it had Eren's heart panging nervously in his chest.

But Armin threw jokes around, and lightened the mood, so Eren's tensed shoulders relaxed and he finally eased into the conversation.

Though, you noticed, he stuttered and spoke quietly when you asked him questions.

"Your dad runs the clinic, right?" You asked.

Eren nodded, "Uh, yeah, he does. And my mom runs the florist where I work..."

"You help your mom's florist business?" You tilted your head adoringly at him, "That's so sweet of you. I love that."

Armin pursed his lips to keep from smiling, watching as how Eren's face grew extremely red at your compliments.

"Oh, I just remembered, I've got to return that library book." Armin lied.

"What library boo – ohhh, yeah, you do that..." Eren played along.

Armin rose from his seat, "I'll be back in a bit, it's a long walk." he got to his feet.

"Alright! See you, Armin." You kindly waved goodbye.

And so he left, and left the two of you alone together in that golden light. Good conversation and subtle flirting filled the air between you and Eren.

Clearly this was the start of something good.

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[celesteleoves]

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

eren yeager x fem! reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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hiii i was wondering if i could request without a prompt from the prompt list? if so, can i request eren with an s/o where s/o and eren have just recently married and adopted a kitten, then one day said kitten keeps getting clingy with y/n just to find the reason why is bcs there's a little bun in the oven surprise and then y/n surprises eren with a testpack (and the kitten gets involved with the surprise somehow). really sorryyy if this was weird but I rarely see dad eren stories nowadays LMAO

Tysm for requesting!! Ofc u can put anything even just thoughts in my submissions, the prompt lists are just there if u need help thinking!

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People always tend to say that marriage was a big step, a big change. So you don’t know if its just because Eren’s Eren, but nothing really seemed to change with you and him after getting married.

You’d both already settled into your home and wrestled over which room decor you liked more and so things were nice, nice enough that you both decided you wanted to get a cat. It gave you the opportunity to see how far erens responsibility could stretch (which wasn’t too far from what you’ve seen😭) but anyways you guys had your kitten.

It always gravitated towards you, unfortunate for eren who refused to admit how much he truly liked the kitten. You would constantly catch him playing with the kitten way too rough for its size and you’d scold eren for not taking care of it properly etc how hes ‘a terrible father’ to the kitten 😭

Eren whistled rhythmically in a failing attempt to steal the kittens attention as it was once again, all over you. Disturbing whatever you were up to while eren tried to pick it up and place it nearer to him.. only for it to go crawling back to. He frowned like a pissed little kid and was about to verbalise his complaints until he got interrupted by you’re own complaints. Not about the kitten though.

“My head hurts so bad” you groan, hands flying to your temples, “do you feel sick?” eren replies, attention slowly leaving the kitten nestling in your lap.

“Yeah kind of, I think the breakfast you made me was that bad I’m gonna throw it up”

“Fuck you” Eren says, annoyed that he was ever concerned about your wellbeing (hes just kidding guys hes a silly billy this is a hee hee ha ha funny happy family i swear)

You snicker at Erens eye roll, “But really though I don’t know why I feel so nauseous”,

“Well maybe your allergic to the kitten?” Eren suggests in such a genuine tone that it was humorous.

“Eren,” you sigh, “you make it so hard not to bully you, you cant get mad at me” you’re disappointing sigh turns into another playful giggle as Eren starts frowning while you explain to him how cat allergies are more sneezing rather than nausea, and how you’ve had the kitten for long enough that you would most definitely not be allergic😭

“Yeah yeah fuck off the kitten doesn’t even like you” he says deflecting how he was wrong as it continues to roll around on your lap. “Take some medicine or whatever”, as always he still cares.

You open your cabinet in the toilet reaching for the painkillers, your hand stops as you notice the purple box next to it. You only had it really ‘just in case’ but in all fairness.. you were late. Your brain forced your hand to take the pregnancy test box because it would be harmless and would ease your worry and speculations.

Eren wasn’t home right now so it was safe enough for you to anxiously wait on your bed, staring at the test in the packet. Your glare getting interrupted as your alarm goes off alerting you that you can now check. It was positive, your second test was aswell, then the third one you rushed to buy at the store was also positive😭

This wasn't bad news at all, simply new.

You'd constantly joke about erens immaturity and lack of responsibility although you'd known him well enough to see that in the right moments, he truly is a highly capable man who would do great as a father, it grew on you as the minutes passed, the thought of starting a family with him didn't seem so bad even though you and eren weren't exactly aiming to get pregnant in the moment you did😭

You searched in your head for a way to break the news to him and you figured it would be fun to include the other member of the family, your kitten🤷‍♀️

"Im home" you hear ur husband shout as the front door shuts. "Hi Eren!!" you shout back, purposely in another room,

"can u feed the kitten really quick? I forgot to a while ago its probably hungry by now!"

"Wow and you call me a bad father" eren mutters, "I heard you." You reply blankly as he grins amused.

The kitten walks eagerly overtaking eren walking towards its little food station set aside by the kitchen counter. He notices one of the has evidently less full than the others so he decides to take that one to finish up in the kittens bowl.

You watch behind him eagerly but quietly lingering sheepishly around the counter, he tips the bag upside down as only a plain box falls out of it. "..what" he mumbles in confusion, he opens it to see the test inside but doesn't immediately react, nor move.

"Are you pregnant?!" he exclaims..

Facing the kitten and still not looking back to you, "Fuck off eren" you say smiling, yeah he heard you behind him.

He finally turns to you as you walk towards him, he has a fat grin on his face as he opens his arms rushing toward you before you can and hugs you so tight your feet lift off the floor and you feel like you're suffocating, you'll let it slide this time.

He finally settles you down in front of the counter, loosening his grip as he moves his hands to cradle your head, frantically planting kisses on your forehead to your cheeks to you nose to your lips. He can't contain his dashing grin and neither can you

"Can I name it?" Eren says with a boyish grin you know you cant trust,

"absolutely not" you say monotonously.

He frowns again, still tangling you in his arms against the counter as he runs one of his thumbs across your cheek, the other cradling your lower back keeping you close to him. "Why not?”

“Why not??? Because you tried to name our kitten Eren junior!"

"Eren juniors a great name, idk what you have against it!!"

"I hate you."

"Yeah yeah you love me, and i'll love our kid too."

"Yeah?" you say quietly, brushing a strand of loose hair behind his ear. Your hand glides downwards his shoulder as you simply admire your husband, your husband.

He stares into you deeply, slowly leaning in once again to kiss you. His hand moves from your face to the back of your head, encouraging you closer, deepening the kiss. Meanwhile your hands run through his hair. He gently pushes you forward into the counter as you both melt against each other, savouring the sensation of tooth-rotting love and adoration buzzing at your fingertips.

My requests r open for anything u can ask me any specific oneshots for eren or any character aswell!! Tysm for reading 🫶🫶

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First Time?

Tags: College!Eren x Reader, Oneshot, Fem!Reader, Uni AU, Shotgunning, Very Slight Jean x Reader, Suggestive Elements, But Weirdly Wholesome Ending

Warnings: Weed, Recreational Drug Use, Alcohol, Drunken Behavior (Nothing Non-Con, But Under The Influence)

You have never smoked before. Eren takes it upon himself to give you an unforgettable experience.

Lemme just say. Me and @beesandpollen were screaming the other night about shotgunning our favs, so I bring to u the eren version 💪

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Sitting on your bed in your shared dorm, you've been slaving away to your college assignments. The sound of typing resounded in the room, never let up by the urgency to finish; that is, until your roommate walked in.

Sasha made her entrance wearing a yellow, bodycon slip dress and stunning heels. She glowered at your laptop while sweeping her hair over her shoulder, and it fell victim to the bag of chips in her other hand.

"Y/N! Get off your laptop and come to this party with me!"

Sasha at her finest. You were best friends, but you were also polar opposites; Sasha, who loved to party and was the more outgoing of the two of you, and you, who sat at home all day completing schoolwork. It's regular for her to drag you out of the dorm.

You ran your fingers through your hair in resignation. "I can't. Why don't you go with Connie?"

"Because I'm not letting you stay here like a nerd and miss out. Besides, my friend is throwing this party! I'll introduce you."

She finished that sentence with a wink.

You groaned. "I have nothing to wear though." You fanned out your hand to the pile of clothes on your chair, the majority of them being sweatpants and plain t-shirts.

"Not to worry!" Sasha dashed back into her room, which was adjacent to yours, and emerged brandishing the shortest, shiniest black dress she owned like a trophy.

She threw it at you. "Put that on!"

You caught the material and mulled over wearing it in public for a moment. You hesitated, yet Sasha seemed expectant, and you knew you rarely spent time with her outside of the dorm; not like she was in most of the time.

You drew your eyes away from the dress, and to Sasha. "Who'd you say is throwing this party again?"

She grinned. "Jean."

...

You couldn't stop fidgeting with the hem of your dress in the car. Was it too short? Was it a mistake for you to tag along? You hoped you wouldn't embarrass yourself at this party. You saw Sasha's fingers neatly spin the wheel, and then you were parked, alongside numerous other cars before the gate.

Those concerns dissipated the moment you stepped into the frat house. The low-light space was crowded with dancing, sweating bodies, couples making out in corners, and inebriated games being played. As you surveyed the scene, the music blaring made it difficult to hear Sasha clearly.

And then she was gone.

You presumed she had left to greet her other friends, but you felt out of place in this strange environment. Nevertheless, you immediately noticed something to cheer you up. You pushed your way past the throng of dancers to the liquor, and snatched a bottle before finding your way somewhere private.

Which was an extremely difficult endeavour.

Bedrooms? You wished you could wash your eyes out. Bathrooms? Outside, there are long lineups. But all hope was not lost. You located a double door that led out to a balcony and settled down to drink in quiet. The view would have been much better if there hadn't been drunken fighting in your field of sight.

A cough resounded next you after a minute or so of you sipping in solitude. Breaking out of your trance, you raised your eyes to check who the voice belonged to. You rose up as soon as you detected the face in your blurry thoughts, mortified that you had intruded on this man's space.

"Sorry, I'll find somewhere else to drink." You strode back towards the double doors.

"Don't worry about it. Stay."

You became immobilized. You couldn't leave now since it would be impolite, so you pivoted on your heel and sat down again, this time facing the man. You eventually had the opportunity to register his features, and it stole your breath away.

He was stunning. In a gentle, incisive, and handsome way. The angular contours of his jaw and nose stood out against his emerald eyes and dark, fluttering eyelashes; he resembled a striking image on a tanned canvas.

The subtle shape of his muscles were apparent through his clothing, but you couldn't tear your gaze away from his hair, which was pulled back in a bun. He had some stray hairs that fell out, but they framed his face nicely, and his unassuming quirks made him all the more charming.

He chuckled, and your heart stopped. Fuck, he had dimples too.

"I'm Eren."

You quickly remembered your name before making a fool of yourself. It took you a moment to realise who he was. You knew he was Jean's friend because of Sasha, but you'd be a fool if that was the only reason you recognized him. No, he was the devastatingly gorgeous heartbreaker on campus; a fuckboy, if you will. On the way to their classes, several girls on campus marveled over him, and you scoffed to yourself, wondering how someone could be that attractive.

Now you knew.

You raised the bottle to your lips, desperate to slake your nerves. Eren, on the other hand, was pretty mellow. He had a forthright disposition, and a daunting aura around him as he leant back in his chair. The way he handled himself exuded virility, but his voice was warm and melodious. It gave you whiplash.

You two chatted and drank for a time, and as the conversation progressed, you warmed up to him more. You eventually discovered that you both had Sasha as a mutual friend and smiled at the amusing anecdotes you had to share with each other.

You didn't even realize how engrossed in your own story you were until Eren planted a rough hand on your upper thigh. Your words died in your throat, but he kneaded your skin with pampering hands, his mesmerizing gaze coaxing you on. The tension was palpable.

You were almost lured in by the action. Yet, knowing who he is and where you were, he couldn't anticipate you to fall at his feet right away; you understood what he was doing, and he'd play right into your hands.

You rose up from your seat, drunkenly assertive, and slid in between his thighs. He had to crane his head to look at you, and you could swear you saw a blush dust his sun-kissed cheeks; so he can dish it out but not take any back.

You could work with this.

You gravitated towards him, capturing his chin with your deft fingers and relaxed your hand on his thigh instead of your alcoholic beverage. He was almost enraptured as your fingers traveled from his leg to your own, removing his hand from where it was situated. You patted his cheek twice as you laughed at his panicked expression.

"Not with me, pretty boy."

He flashed you a cute, loopy smile, beaming those dimples that made your heart skip a beat. "You think I'm pretty?"

It was in this moment of close proximity you could see his sharp canines, and you trembled. Everything about him was attractive to you.

All too soon, you drew away from him, declaring firmly that you were tired of this party. He could see it all over your face as well.

Eren stood up, and cocked his head toward the doors. "Wanna get out of here?"

You wanted to think his words had a literal meaning behind them, but that mischievous twinkle in his eyes warned you otherwise. Was it a terrible idea to become entangled with Eren? Probably. Do you give a damn? Not at all.

So you concurred. You took his hand in yours and guided him out of the party, resolving to go back to your place; you received some strange looks from certain people, but that should be expected with a man like Eren trailing you. You knew Sasha would crash with her friends, and Eren is too cute to pass up; however, just as you approached the entryway, another individual blocked your path.

Eren waved at him with three fingers raised. "Yo, Jean."

After shaking hands, the man smiled at the familiar face and bumped shoulders with Eren. The guy Sasha intended to introduce you to sized you up, and you shuddered beneath his scrutinizing gaze; he smirked at Eren after, earning him an eyeroll and playful punch to the arm on the way out.

You knew what the wink meant, and you offered Eren a knowing glance. The thought of what awaited you beyond that door enthralled you, and the walk to your car was quiet.

...

Eren climbed into the driver's seat with ease, relaxing with one hand on the wheel. He appeared impatient, wholly immersed in his thoughts.

He looked pretty when he was focused, too. Despite his lackadaisical appearance, he was endearingly cautious on the road.

Throughout the drive, you attempted to break the charged silence by talking about something insignificant, and Eren ultimately became engaged in the conversation.

"So how come we've never met before? You know, since we have mutual friends and all."

You whistled in acknowledgement. "I don't really do parties. I spend more time studying than I do going out."

His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and his derisive laugh almost embarrassed you. Almost.

"Y/N, you gotta live a little. Do you even smoke?"

Your voice died in your throat.

The way he snapped his head to look at you in bemusement, his thick brows shooting straight to his forehead, was almost comical. "You don't?"

He could have crashed, but he maintained his cool and kept the car steady. You flushed with shame when he laughed, and he pulled over somewhere secluded.

He ran his hand through his dark hair, and looked at you with that killer smile of his again. "Do you want to try it?"

You nodded, but there was one worry gnawing away at you. "What if it burns? I'll definitely cough."

He chuckled. "I can fix that for you."

...

You were all but scandalised when he delved into his pocket and pulled out rolling paper and weed before rolling the joint. It shouldn't have excited you so much, but when his tongue escaped to lick a stripe across the seal, you shifted in your seat. He noticed it as well, but said nothing.

Eren inhaled deeply after flicking his lighter at the end of the joint. You were transfixed as he breathed out the smoke and turned to face you. "Your turn."

He mimicked your earlier motions by holding your chin, but this time dragging his thumb along your lip. You obeyed an unspoken command to open your mouth. You were not prepared for what Eren did next.

He raised the joint to his lips and inhaled again, but this time instead of exhaling, he pressed against you. Your noses brushed up against each other, and one slight movement would have sealed his lush lips against yours. You couldn't bring yourself to move; Eren blew smoke into your mouth, and you inhaled it greedily, much easier than you expected.

You nearly coughed when your focus drifted to Eren. As he watched your mouth consume the smoke, his gaze had darkened significantly, and those charming eyes were now staring at you through his lashes. His eyes were dangerously green, and you had the impression that he could see right through you.

That electrical tension had returned. Eren grew animalistic and crossed the distance between you two the instant you exhaled the smoke against him. He pressed his lips to yours and moved fervently against you, cradling your neck in his hand, skillfully pushing you deeper into the kiss; your own lips parted in surprise, and he took advantage of the moment to sneak his tongue in, subduing you with his mouth. Throughout, you could feel his ravenous desperation, and smoking had only made you feel buoyant.

Eren drew back, biting your lip as he interrupted the kiss and shifted to take another hit. He puffed smoke in your face this time, and he thought it was adorable how your face screwed up in response. But it didn't dissuade you; instead, it enticed you much more. Still holding the joint, Eren turned the other end towards you so you could smoke from his hand and imitate his actions.

You do as instructed, inhaling slowly. It was an odd sensation. Your senses were strangely heightened, a wave of calm washing over you. You would feel much more at ease with Eren if it weren't for his overwhelming influence on you.

You exhaled the smoke into Eren's mouth, closing it with a kiss like he did. You felt proud when he smiled.

He pulled away. "You did good."

The praise did nothing to help your heart.

...

You both felt hazy long after your smoking session was over. Eren was the first to bring up something that you had completely forgotten about.

He laughed dumbly. "You know we can't drive to your place like this, right?"

You chuckled along with him, recognizing he was right. The original reason you got in the car with him was lost, and the revelation that dawned on your features must've hit him as well.

He suddenly appeared apprehensive, not about to do something to you under the influence. "We don't have to-"

You shushed him. "Wanna go get food instead?"

He gave you another of those brilliant smiles. "Sure."

Your midnight escapade could wait another time.

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