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#eren x reaer
lunaekalenda · 2 months
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Hi An I hope you’re doing well and I’ve been feeling hurt, sad, depressed, and wished I could disappear due to losing my new job after two weeks and no longer want to find work anymore especially with the repeated rejections in the past year. Can I request a hurt/comfort/fluff one-shot of Eren x Fem!Reader where Y/N shuts herself in hers and Erens dark shared bedroom with the door locked sobbing uncontrollably in bed wrapped in a blanket covering her figure and head/face and wishing she could be erased from the world after repeated rejections from getting a job she wanted. Then, Eren tries to get Y/N to open the door and begging her to let him in despite her refusal causing him to worry more for her safety, well-being, and making sure she’s not hurting herself until Eren finds a spare key in his pocket to let himself in before he stripped out of his clothes and underwear before climbing into bed to comfort Y/N and cradle her in his naked body. As Eren lifted a part of the blanket off Y/Ns face, he tearfully begs Y/N not to harm herself, how he doesn’t want to be alone without her, and reminds her how much he loves her especially reassuring her there are places for her where she can work before showering her with kisses and rocking her to help her feel better. Finally after Eren calms Y/N down, he laid Y/n down on his bare chest and tells her that even if she was let go, there’s still hope she’ll find work again and he doesn’t want her to kill herself before comforting her with her favorite lullaby to help her rest? Thank you -🌼
hey!! i'm sorry you're going such tough times, and i hope it gets better for you soon! i'm sure you'll be able to recover and keep going, and you're strong to do so! never lose hope, i'm sure a lot of people (including me) are cheering for you!! you're very loved and very much capable and talented! i hope this helps even a little bit <3
warnings: non-sexual nudity, mentions of self harm, intrusive thoughts, anxiety, panic attack. be careful with reading the first paragraphs, as they have strong self-consciousness and negative thoughts that could affect anyone on a crisis. if you wanna read the comfort directly, jump to the red dot.
Your house was silent. Maybe that was the trigger.
Eren had the blinds down, as he usually does when he leaves, and the darkness of the room made you sadder. Alone, silent and dark. Your home was exactly how you felt. You really wanted that job, and still, you were unable to get it. Taking the big grey blanket that Eren bought for you some time ago, and getting changed into your sleeping clothes, you let your fluffy bed hug your body sweetly, covered by the soft fabric, but still it wasn't enough. You still felt the cold on the inside.
You felt how the rejection took root on your heart, and a tree of thoughts started to grow from it. What if you were not enough? If they didn't see you capable? If they didn't trust your works? If they didn't like you? Is anybody going to accept you anywhere?
You take the blanket above your head, covering your shining cheeks, where tears run down quickly. Getting rejected more than once isn't easy to assimilate. Your head hurts from crying and you close your eyes. The world feels way too heavy for you right now, and you wish that burden was taken off your shoulders. You don't know how many time you've been crying, and you don't know when you fell asleep during it.
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You hear knocks, followed by your name, in Eren's voice. He knocks again, but you don't feel strong enough to stand up and open the door. Your muscles feel tired and your head feels dizzy. Your eyes start to close again, but your hear a key against the door, Eren's steps inside the room, the light from the corridor filling the bedroom. Eren walks quickly towards you, kneeling by your side. He takes a bit of the blanket away, checking your face. Your eyes are swollen from crying and they search his slowly. He smiles softly when your eyes meet his.
"What happened, love?" he asks in low voice, no more than a whisper. You take your body to your side of the bed, and he understands what you mean. Undressing quickly, Eren takes the blanket and slides next to you, taking your body on a hug, his warm skin calming your muscles. You sigh against his body. His hands run over your thighs, your arms ad your back. He caresses you as he lets you speak.
"I got rejected for that work. Again." just remembering it makes you feel miserable again, but you feel his lips pressed on top of your head. His hug gets tighter as his caresses are still sweet on your skin. "I don't know what fails... I have a nice portfolio, I have nice reviews from my past jobs, I always try to answer correctly at all the interview questions for what? To get rejected again and again and again and cry and see someone get the job I've been fighting so hard for." Tears are unstoppable again when he kisses your head again.
"Love. If they didn't get you, it's not your fault. You're incredible, and all your past bosses say the same about you. I'm sure there are a hundred jobs made for you. I know you really wanted this job, but they're the ones losing. Show them who you are. Make them search you. Make them beg you to join. Andm, if that isn't the case, I'm sure you'll enjoy your new work so much you wont' have time to think about the one that rejected you." he takes a tear away with his thumb, feeling how your erratic breath starts to follow his, and he sighs. "You're amazing, and no one, specially an interviewer. should tell you otherwise."
Then, he takes his time to kiss every one of your tears until they stop falling, to rock your body slowly until your breath calms down, to hear every single one of your thoughts and reassure you that there's a lot of people who loves you, who enjoy being by your side, and who feel lucky to have you in their lives.
"And I'm the first one of that list." he whispers. "I don't know where I would be without you, and I'm sure I wouldn't be the man I am today without you. That's your magic. You make people better. You make people happy, loved, cherished. And you should get the same back."
Your eyes feel quite heavy from all the tiredness of crying, and you let your body meet his, more comfortable and more warm. You whisper against his chest. "Thank you. For everything."
As a response, he sings your favorite lullaby for you, keeping the rhythm with soft caresses on your back, until you feel asleep on his arms.
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crazychaoticizzy · 3 months
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TRACK ONE: Pilot/Heart Attack
Heart Attack: the greatest rock band in history. Decades after the nasty breakup that followed their final performance in Dodger Stadium, Los Angeles, the six band members finally agree to separate interviews that reveal how they came together and their rise to fame.
And what led to their sudden downfall.
EREN X READER X JEAN
CONTENT: multipart fic, rock band au, love triangle, slow burn, angst
WORD COUNT: 1.1k
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DODGER STADIUM, LOS ANGELES After their highly anticipated performance at Dodger Stadium, Los Angeles, Jean Kirschtein tore off the neck of his bass on stage and ripped a hole in the drums. After announcing his resignation from the famous band, Heart Attack, Eren Jäger punched him.
Following Jean Kirschtein's resignation, Heart Attack fell apart. The performance in Dodger Stadium was their last, and the six band members have not been seen together since.
This biography is made up of a series of interviews compiled over the years by Olivia Russo. This is the first time the band and others involved have spoken on their scandals since they broke up.
JEAN KIRSTEIN, bassist for Heart Attack: Just sit here?  Alright. Yeah, of course. Sure you don’t want anything to drink? Okay. [smiling] Hi.
EREN JÄGER, main male vocalist for Heart Attack: We’re gonna make this quick, ‘kay? I don’t wanna talk about this shit. Ask your questions, get a snack or something, and leave.
ARMIN ARLERT, guitarist for Heart Attack: Do I look okay? I dunno, I just feel nervous, I guess. I haven’t really talked about this in years, especially on camera.
SASHA BRAUS, keyboardist for Heart Attack: Oh, I’m so excited for this. Did my hair curl weird? No? Okay. What do you want me to do? Introduce myself? I don’t know, everything’s changed so much since the last time I did a one on one interview like this. Hi, my name is Sasha Braus. I was the former keyboardist and supporting female vocalist for Heart Attack.
CONNIE SPRINGER, drummer for Heart Attack: Ready, kid? You’re in for a ride. I hope you brought snack or something to hold you by, this is a long story.
MIKASA ACKERMAN, photographer and costume designer for Heart Attack: This is for a documentary, right? Or a novel? Oh, okay. Either way, I’ll try to remember everything as best I can.
Y/N L/N, main female vocalist for Heart Attack: Hey. Yeah, of course. Mess with whatever. Maybe you can hide the circles under my eyes. [laughs]
What did you think of Heart Attack?
MIKASA: Well, it was Eren’s dream, so I just kind of went with it. It was fun, though. I really liked everyone we worked with. Most of them were really nice.
EREN: We were on top of the fucking world. The biggest band of the century. Everyone knew our name and we were making millions. I don’t know why Jean wanted to throw that shit away.
JEAN: You want honesty? I fucking hated it. Every single second.
CONNIE: Ooo, getting into the deep shit already? Well, I personally thought it was so fun. More so after we got famous, but it was great even back when we were just teenagers in Mrs. Yeager’s basement.
ARMIN: I kind of felt… indifferent? I mean, yeah I liked it. I was spending time with my best friends. But I would have preferred something quieter, maybe? Something that didn’t have us at each other’s throats all the time, at least.
SASHA: Well, it was definitely stressful. God, especially when I was pregnant. I was so worried about what we were going to do then. I mean, I couldn’t be up on stage at almost nine months. Are you crazy? But then for half of our songs the keyboard is a really big part so it’s not like I just couldn’t be there.
Y/N: I really enjoyed it. Yeah, there were a couple times I maybe wanted to kill someone, but it was fun. Lifelong friends, some of them. All of them, actually, but . . .
SASHA: Oh, well. We figured it out in the end. [smiles]
Y/N: It didn’t end well, as I’m sure you know.
JEAN: What were we? A rock band, according to Google, but what we were doing wasn’t rock.
CONNIE: It’s kind of funny, actually. Before Sasha we were all so uncreative and couldn’t come up with song titles. With good reason, too, that shit is hard. Trying to sum up your song in a couple words? Pfft. We were all useless, especially Eren.
ARMIN: Only the super old fans know this, but our very first song ever, track one on our debut album, was originally called “Pilot.”
EREN: Yes, like the fucking first episode of a show that doesn’t know if it’s gonna do well or some shit. It was not my idea.
JEAN: It was Eren’s idea.
MIKASA: I tried convincing them to name it something else, but they wouldn’t budge. I suggested just their band name and they said, “No, that’s too basic. We need something unique.” They didn’t change it until Scout Records told them to. And guess what they changed it to.
CONNIE: We changed the first song to “Heart Attack” in… let’s see, 2018 or somewhere close to that. 2019, maybe?
JEAN: Naming our first album “Debut” was Eren’s dumb ass idea, too. Uncreative prick.
EREN: No one else had any better ideas, so we just went with what I said by default. It’s not like anyone cared, anyway.
What can you tell me about Marco Bodt?
SASHA: Sorry, darling. I don’t know much about him other than he was the band’s first keyboardist.
Y/N: Just what Annie and everyone else told me way back when. I don't remember much.
MIKASA: Oh, I wasn’t around them enough at the beginning to know him. That was around the same time my mom had started getting me ready to take over the store, so I spent almost all of my free time with her.
ARMIN: I don’t really remember him. I had him in my Chemistry class before I dropped out. He was my table partner, I think. He was nice, though. We tutored each other sometimes. And, of course, he was over at Eren’s with us a lot.
CONNIE: I loved Marco, man. If you met him, you knew you had just met the sun. He always had such a bright outlook on everything. He was like Switzerland when we started arguing. And he always came up with the best compromises.
EREN: Marco was amazing. I felt bad all the time because he was always breaking up arguments. I have no clue why he was friends with us.
ARMIN: We were definitely annoying. It took a special kind of patience to deal with us, especially at that age. Marco always handled it so well, though. I think he and I would’ve ended up being much better friends if we were given the chance.
JEAN: Someone did their homework. You know about Marco? Course you do, you’re fucking [incoherent]. Uhm, Marco… God, I haven’t talked about him since he died. I don’t even think the really old fans know about him, to be honest. Well, Marco was . . . I think he was the first boy I ever loved.
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mirrorsblogs · 1 year
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𝑺𝒆𝒕 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝑬. 𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒓
𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩!!
For a moment he was just a boy and you a girl. 
Eren’s hand brushed some hair from your face, his breath was hot on your face. 
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered, eyes never breaking contact with your own. Your face lifted as his hand pushed it upward towards his. You knew he had a greater purpose in this life but you were selfish. 
“So are you,” you whispered back. Eren’s mouth quirked slightly in amusement before he leaned in, connecting his lips with your own. 
“By being with him you’d only be a distraction. We can’t risk that, not when we have already come this far.”
Levi’s words rang loudly in your mind but still, you stood in the damp hallway kissing him. The corporal was no fool and knew the relationship between you and Eren, it was obvious in his eyes. In nearly everyone’s eyes this transgression should not exist, he was destined to bring humanity victories against the titans, and Eren Yeager should not be held back, especially by you. 
“Eren.” You pushed away from him, wiping your lip with the back of your hand. There was regret already sprouting from within you, this was all a mistake. “You are going to die at twenty-three.”
“I have time,” he rushed out, already trying to reconnect your faces but you pushed him away. “We have time.”
That was a lie in it. You shook your head and stepped back, back unknowingly hitting the stone pillar behind you. Eren took a step forward but paused at the pained look on your face.
“You are meant to be the savior of humanity,” you whispered. “I am a distraction.”
He whispered your name like it was his last wish in this world. The desperation, the hurt, it was all too much for you. Trying to escape you walked away only for your wrist to be caught by Eren and be pulled into his chest.
“You’ve never been a distraction,” he said. Eren’s hold on you was tight but it did nothing to stop the feeling of you slipping away from him. 
“You’re supposed to be in a meeting with the Commander but instead you’re here. That is proof enough that I am a distraction.” He shook his head in protest. “The sooner you accept that the sooner you can realize you are meant for greater things.”
“I am meant for you.” The side of his face pressed against your temple. His grip on you loosened allowing you an opportunity to leave but you stayed standing there in his hold. “I am meant to hold you like this, to kiss you like before, I am meant for you.”
“You don’t mean that,” you whispered, trying to wipe the tears from his face. 
“I do, I mean it all.” The conviction in his voice made you realize how deep the both of you had fallen. “You’re lying to yourself if you think you aren’t meant for me.”
“I know.” You pulled slightly away from him, giving Eren a good view of your saddened face. “But I’ll keep lying to myself until it becomes true.”
He whispered your name again but you were already bounding down the hall trying to quiet your cries. A hand clasped over your mouth as your entire body shook with the sobs of a broken lover. Eren stood right where you left him, dazed.
For a fraction of a moment, he thought about leaving it all behind, running, living a life with you. Having countless moments where he was just an ordinary boy and you an ordinary girl. The fantasy brought a false smile to his face but just as quickly as they entered his mind so did his visions of the future. 
The Rumbling, Marley, the enemy across the ocean.
Eren stared at where you exited the hall, his brain tried to remember another time you would embrace him, and vice, nothing came to mind. He walked out of the hallway and to his room. This was the last time, the last time you were lovers under the moonlight.
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yeagerdaydreams · 2 years
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A/N: We're on day 10 and Eren's about to walk in on something special just for him. 😌If you want to be added to the taglist for Kinktober send me an ask or a DM. Age must be in bio or easily found to be added to the taglist.
Character: Eren Yeager (x fem!Reader)
Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, 18+ content, voyeurism, degradation, offensive language (swearing), dirty talk, teasing, hair pulling, spanking, minors dni
Word Count: 1.6k
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Two weeks. That’s how long it had been since Eren had been home. And as he walked through the front door he had expected you to be sitting on the couch reading your favorite book like you usually were. As he set down his things he waited for the scolding, knowing that he always set them down harder than he needed to so that you would know that you’re home. When you didn’t make a move to find him he made his way toward the bedroom, assuming you had fallen asleep on him.
But there was a much different surprise waiting for him when he walked through those doors.
Two weeks was too long for you to try to hold out. Being with a man like Eren Yeager has made things that way for you. Going a few nights alone was like torture for the man.
He walked quickly and stopped at the door, hearing small sounds from inside of it. Sounds that he recognized. Sounds that he had heard so many times before. Ones that were absolutely precious to him. Eren placed his hand on the handle and turned slowly, barely opening it at first to see if you would hear him.
You heard absolutely nothing. All you had your focus on was the pleasure that flooded your entire body as your fingers fucked in and out of your core. Eren licked his lips as he saw your head push back into the pillows, and as he focused on you more he heard something that nearly turned him feral at just the sound.
Your back arched off the bed as you felt your walls clenching around your digits, your high about to shatter your entire world. The thoughts in your head were of nothing but him. The way he looked as his body hovered over your own. The way his hair fell from his bun the heavier he went. The way his muscles rippled as they coated with sweat through the small bits of moonlight that filtered through the windows. And the way that your name always sounded so sweet when it fell from his lips. “E-Eren… fuck.” Your vision turned white as you let go, coating your fingers in your slick as your hips moved in tune with your hand.
Eren felt his cock twitch against his jeans as he leaned against the doorframe. Such a precious sound. The way your tongue said his name with such a passion, one that you saved for him and only him. As your body relaxed the sound of a clearing throat filled the bedroom, your eyes flickering to him instantly.
A smirk painted his face as you felt your own grow warm, how long had he been there? When had he come home? He was back early, wasn’t it supposed to be at least another few days? You could barely make out words as you fought back the embarrassment of getting caught on top of the fact that your body was still so weak. “Eren?” You were out of breath as you spoke, making the smirk on his face grow even more. “When did… you get-”
His figure moved toward you, his finger pressing over your lips to stop you. “Shhhh, don’t ask about that. Don’t you dare worry that pretty little head of yours about how long I’ve been here.” Eren took his hand from your lips and grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt, ripping it from over his head before grabbing onto your chin roughly, making you look at him. “Right now I think you know as well as I do that I’ve got some pent-up stress to get out. And it looks to me like someone broke one of our rules.”
You swallowed hard, knowing full well that Eren had always made it very clear when he left that he wanted you to be as desperate for him as he would be for you whenever he came back. “But, I-” It was no use, you wouldn’t win against him. He was your kryptonite. You did anything and everything for him.
Eren pressed his lips to yours harshly, pushing your body down to the mattress as he climbed onto the bed with you. The harshness behind his voice as his demeanor changed was intoxicating. A small whine filled his ears as he tightly gripped your thighs, pushing them apart to place himself between them. “Mmmm, and because you just couldn’t wait for me like a good little girl I’m gonna have to take what I want now, aren’t I?”
You knew that he was completely serious, you knew that this was now about him. You had broken the rule, you had gotten that release that you had been craving while he had been suffering. It was his turn to feel that same, but you knew Eren better than anyone. There was no way this man was going to focus on only himself. Eren Yeager was not selfish when it came to the woman that he loved.
You watched the small bits of his hair that had fallen out dangle, the look of pure ecstasy on his features making your hips wiggle a little underneath him. Your hands moved to his hips, digging your nails in as he got his jeans off, pulling him toward your naked body. “P-please, Eren. Fuck, I need you so bad.”
Eren pushed his hips into yours, smacking the side of your ass and gripping your hip. “Can’t wait to get a little bit of me, huh baby? Can’t wait for me to stuff you full with this cock. Just like my needy little slut always is.” He hummed and leaned down to nip at your neck, his cock now throbbing as it slid against your pooling slick.
You whimpered at the friction and moved your hips, desperate for him to give you what you were looking for. “I can’t take it. God, just need you to fuck me. Eren. I can’t-”
Eren pushed his hips into you again, his cock just barely sliding into your core as he laughed devilishly at you. “I love it when you beg me, pretty girl. Keep doing it. Maybe if you keep going I’ll fill that greedy cunt of yours. Make you see stars.”
You nodded and gave him the most lustful tone that you could muster, more pleasure pouring from just the small touch of the tip of his cock against your spongy walls. “Please make me feel good. Only you can Eren, so good for me. The best. God, I need you.”
That laugh, the one that fell from him as he listened to your pleads… it sent a shiver down your spine. His true, devious self came out for just an instance for you before he gave in. His large fist wrapped into your hair as he pulled your head back, his hips rutting into yours with a loud grunt. “That’s what I thought. The god damned best just for my dirty little girl.”
Eren’s pace was rough and fast like it had been longer than just a few weeks since he had been inside you. And for him, that’s exactly what it felt like. His head spun as his cock pistoned in and out of your heat, the feeling of euphoria that began to move through him fueled him more as he growled into your ear. The way you sounded so god damned beautiful as sinful sounds echoed through the bedroom.
Every roll of his hips was perfect as he hit that spot deep inside of you over and over again. Your legs were growing weaker with every thrust, your thighs instinctively tightening around him to get closer to him, more friction. “F-fuck-” You grabbed onto his lower back and held him, just wanting to feel him close to you as you fought every urge to scream.
Eren slowed his hips as he watched you pull your lips together securely. He nipped delicately at your jawline and shook his head. “Don’t you dare hide that shit from me.” The glare that now sat on his face was one that you rarely got to see and one that you loved every single time. That demanding look that said ‘do what I want or you’ll be punished.
You nodded in agreement, desperate for him to give you back the pace that he had just had. You let your mouth fall open, not holding back a single sound just for him. Eren’s pace quickened again as soon as he heard them. “That’s my baby. Just like that. Don’t hold back a single thing. I wanna hear just how angelic you sound when you let yourself go all over my cock, yeah?”
A few more sharp thrusts had him bottoming out inside you as your walls clamped down around him, your slick coating his shaft as he kept up. Your screams echoed through the room as his name fell from your lips over and over. The sound of it sent him into a downward spiral as he gripped your hips brutally, his own stuttering against yours as he rode out his high.
Eren collapsed on top of you, both of you fighting for your breath as he wrapped you into his arms. He rolled over onto his side and pulled you with him, keeping you in his grip to snuggle against you. “My pretty baby is such a good girl for me. Kept herself nice and loud just so I could hear her.” He kissed the side of your head as you snuggled closer to him. “God it’s so good to be home.”
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Dates Masterlist 
Levi 
Dinner (main date) + Ending 1 (nsfw 18+) | Ending 2 | Ending 3 | Ending 4
Evening stroll at the shops
Vampire Prince Levi (suggestive, mdni)
Zeke
Carnival 
Eren
Erwin
Highness
Armin
Puzzle My Heart
Haunted House HC ft Mikasa, Jean, Armin, Reiner
Porco 
Truck Date HCs
Reiner
Haunted House HC ft Mikasa, Jean, Armin, Reiner
Jean 
Haunted House HC ft Mikasa, Jean, Armin, Reiner
Mikasa
Haunted House HC ft Mikasa, Jean, Armin, Reiner
Hange
Kenny
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thearminarlerts · 3 years
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The Night We Met, Eren Jaeger
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Chapter One, Stranger
Pairing: Eren Jaeger x Fem!Reader
Chapter Summary: Meeting a handsome stranger at your usual to-go spot when you were having yet another restless night had most certainly not been on your agenda for the day. 
Warnings: Occasional swearing
━ Word Count: 4k
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The mixture of the chirps of awakened crickets and buzz of passing mosquitos scouting for blood was conspicuously audible from where you stood ━ arms rested against the worn-down railing of the wooden bridge in your small and otherwise dull town of Shiganshina.
The moon, held at its utmost highest peak, glistened vividly from the dark and lucid sky above you, encompassing the entirety of the surrounding environment with its silvery glows of luminosity. Light wind rippled the water underneath the wood holding you up, swaying it from side to side in gentle and smooth motions that brought upon a feeling of serenity in its wake.
Most would believe that standing in the center of a bridge when the time was just barely at the brink of 2 am would be easily denotable as... weird. But you thought the entire opposite.
It was the only time of your day where you had the competency to become one with your thoughts and in a well-enough state of utter calm that didn't require any immediate obligations, quandaries, or stressful responsibilities. All in all, it was tranquil for once, and you basked in its occasional presence entirely.
You swatted away a mosquito or small fly every once in a while when it flew too close to your personal space and liking, but even though there was always a swarm of random, pesky bugs that would constantly make their way towards you every ten minutes, you didn't seem to mind it much ━ if it meant that you would be able to stand alone with no problems surrounding your life for even just a few minutes, then you would gladly take it with widened arms without a doubt. A tiny bug seemed like the least of your worries, after all, and it’s not like it could cause you any life-threatening harm or damage (minus an itchy bug bite or two).
Your ears perked up every once in a while when you heard the rustle of leaves in the vicinity of the forest encompassing the environment around you. It was tricky to depict the proximate location of the sound since everywhere you looked there were trees of all kinds of species and heights, but you easily figured it to be just some kind of animal ━ maybe a rabbit, deer, or even a bear or wolf if your luck was at its worst. Coming across any one of those list of animals wasn’t entirely rare in Shiganshina; in fact, it was entirely expected, as both the climate and territory were perfect habitats for such woodland creatures.
So when you heard shuffling in the eastern direction of where you stood, you just assumed it was some typical animal trampling across the land scavenging for food or shelter. If anything, you could just run off into the distance before it attacks you in any way ━ you’ve done it before, and you’d do it again if need be.
Now imagine the fright you felt when you heard a random voice ask in between the silence, voice steady and resonant, "What's a pretty girl like you doing out here at this time of night?"
Goosebumps prickled against the exposed skin of your bare arms immediately after the deep voice, one which you had never heard before in your whole life, spoke from the space adjacent to you. You could almost surely swear that you had felt your heart stop beating in your chest out of the pure terror you were experiencing because of it. Your breathing grew heavier as if you were struggling for air, and your nerves were just at the tip of their breaking point.
With your heart still hammering inside of you at a vicious and uncoordinated pace, you attempted to relax the muscles tensing in the upper part of your body, and you rotated your head just imperceptibly to the side to see who the source of sound had emanated from. "Now why would I tell you that?" The tone of your reply was endeavoring to convey a somewhat humorous and intimidating tone, but it only ended up coming out as shaky and nervous.
The ends of the stranger's lips shifted marginally upwards into a soft smile, and in addition to the raise of his mouth, his eyebrows followed soon after ━ rising only a tad more than from their prior position as if amused by your response. His eyes, which were shaded a deep emerald green with all kinds of a variety of similar tints swiveled together into one mix, traveled across the expanse of your face for a second longer than necessary, and it only made you grow slightly embarrassed. The loose strands of hair that had fallen from his low and messy bun flew when the wind whipped gently and occasionally, adding to the captivating and angelic aura environing him.
With his hands placed deep inside the pockets of the black zip-up jacket he wore snug against his body, he shrugged his shoulders in a nonchalant manner. "'Was just wondering, doll. It's not often you see such a lovely face out here." He redirected his attention and gaze to the encircling forest when he spoke the last portion of his statement before returning back to you with a piercing stare.
He's been out here before? Then why had you never seen him?
A scorching heat rushed throughout the entirety of your body after his ━ compliment? ━, and you shifted your head away from him to hide your expression.
"Well, what are you doing out here at this time of night?" You didn't slip your focus back to face him, but you asked him the same question he had asked you just seconds before in the hopes of switching the topic from you to this random stranger instead. You weren't aware of his motives, whether he even had any, so you were being thoroughly precautious around sharing information that could potentially threaten your life in any way possible.
Planning on kidnapping your next victim for the night? The intrusive thought had immediately rushed inside of your mind, and even though you cringed when it popped up, it was something you couldn't deny. You apprehended nothing in the literal slightest about this guy, and for all you knew, he could be an ax murderer in the disguise of a teenage boy.
"And now why would I tell you that?" He shot back with the exact same rebuke you had responded with earlier when he asked you an identical inquisition, and it only caused you to shake your head and snort in reply. You deserved it, in all honesty, but was this all part of his tactic to lure you in? To come off as a sweet and funny guy, only then to knock you in the head with something to have you pass out and at his complete mercy? What if him speaking to you was all part of a deliberate distraction, and there was somebody approaching closer to you from behind?
An awkward silence overtook the atmosphere, and the tension looming in the circumambient air was growing far too unbearable for your liking ━ no matter the fact that your suspicions were starting to grow immensely with each ticking second. Maybe you were overexaggerating it all just a bit, but who really knew?
"Be-..." You paused and thought upon a way to word your next words properly without opening up too much and pouring your heart out. Overloading the knowledge of your personal problems to this entire stranger didn't seem like the best idea, especially since you knew nothing of him or his intentions, but you had to find some way to break this inopportune stillness if he wasn't going to be the one to do it first. It didn't seem like he was planning on leaving anytime soon either, so at one point somebody would have had to say something anyway. "Being out here just helps me think... And I have insomnia too, so, guess it works, right?"
"You and me both." Was his reply after you noticed that he propped the lower part of his arms against the railing through your peripheral vision. He made sure to keep a decent portion of space between your two bodies, and your previous thoughts of him possibly being a kidnapper were slowly beginning to seep away. He would have done something by now, wouldn't he? If he had some kind of plan in mind, he would’ve pulled it already, right?
"...You live 'round here?"
Never mind that. He was definitely trying to kidnap you.
"What's it to you?" The previous nonchalance held in your voice was now entirely dispersed and instead replaced with a hint of venom, leaking hostility at the very tips and ends. You applied no effort at trying to conceal it at all; you stood by your motto ━ best to intimidate rather than be intimidated.
He let out a low and humorous chuckle that caused his chest to vibrate gently when emitted, easily identifying the way your words had come out as. "I'm not planning on kidnapping you if that's what you're thinking, love."
Exactly what a kidnapper would say.
Your eyes narrowed a tad in response, and though every burning fiber inside of your body didn't want you to, you turned your head back to the right to perceive him. You were half expecting him to be about to bash your head in with a metal bat or something of such sort, but he only remained in the same spot without even the slightest of movement. "Sure seems like you are."
"Just trying to make conversation, stranger. No need to think of me so horribly... but precautions are precautions, right?" His face held an entire sense of amusement and hilarity, and every thought blaring inside of your head was screaming for you to turn around and run away in the opposite direction as fast as you could and not look back...
But you didn't.
You stood frozen in place with no movement whatsoever, no matter the strong urge surging across your body that was fighting its way to somehow trigger something in your head to follow it.
Was it because of fear? Maybe.
You didn't know the exact particular reason, but there was just something inside of your subconscious telling you to stay, even if just for a moment longer.
Sure, it was an immensely idiotic move that only the people in horror movies deliberately pull, and by doing it you were fully contradicting everything, but no matter how much you tried to deny it, you wanted to stay.
Reluctance was grasping onto some part of yourself and tugging the strings in your brain in a relentless game of tug of war, thrashing and pulling to win. But in the inevitable end, curiosity had won the match and gotten the better of you as it always did. Reluctance had lost with yet another defeat added to its list, and curiosity cherished its triumphant win by beginning to hopelessly and needlessly brainstorm thousands of potential scenarios and reasons.
You couldn't help but think, what was he doing here? Not many people knew of this sacred spot that you had accidentally stumbled upon on one particular day back in time when you were way younger than now, so him appearing quite literally out of the blue did leave you entirely shocked. And the fact that you've never seen even a glimpse of his face in this small town you live in wasn't helping in the absolute slightest. Only pure locals were aware of this worn-down bridge; but even then, not all of them were informed of its existence or whereabouts.
So had he been stalking you?
Yeah, there was no way anybody would stalk you out of all the people in the world, but it's a possible reason, right? You couldn't dismiss it, no matter how false and unlikely it appeared to seem in actuality.
Maybe he just came across the bridge just as you had done all those years ago?
He said (more likely inferred, since he only agreed to your statement) that he also experienced insomnia. But had that been just another lie in the means of relating to you in some way or the other? Was this a part of his method to appear relatable in the means of making you believe he was a decent person and not some psycho murderer?
Only whatever Gods lived out there knew the answer to the questions you wanted so badly to figure out for yourself, and you could only pray to hope for the answer to appear in front of you.
A cold breeze drifted past you both briskly, tickling the skin of your body that wasn't covered beneath clothing fabric, and it caused you to involuntarily let out a shiver. Out of every night in possible existence that you had forgotten to bring your jacket, it just had to be this particular one. You cursed yourself for forgetting, but no matter the profanities you shouted inside your mind, it wouldn't transmute the reality of the present.
You hadn't noticed the stranger's movement beside you until you heard the noise of the zipper unzipping and felt the small weight of the jacket as he placed it gently against your shivering shoulders.
You set your eyes towards his face in an instant while your brows furrowed in confusion, eyeing between him and the jacket you now wore loosely against your body. "How do I know you didn't lace some kind of drug or something into this?"
The look on his face resembled complete and utter puzzlement, but the edges of his lips eventually curved higher into a slight smile. "Now you're just being too paranoid, stranger... And a simple thank you would suffice, you know." He added once he retracted his hands from your shoulders back towards the sides of his body, the previous warmth now gone.
"Precautious is the right word, stranger," You reminded him by simply stating what he had previously spoken in a slight mock. "And besides, it’s not like I asked you to do this.”
You were fully aware that you were acting like a total and complete inconsiderate bitch, but it’s better to be safe than sorry, right? Who knew what he was up to, whether he even had some plan in mind.
"Well maybe if you hadn't been shaking like a damn skeleton, then I'd have reconsidered my decision. But you know, now that you word it that way, I honestly should've just let you freeze to death out here." That humorous and insanely captivating smirk was back on his face yet again, stretching even wider than before, and you only stifled a giggle in response before having to clear your throat.
"Thank you, I guess." You shifted your body just slightly back in the direction of the railing of the bridge that faced the shallow river, fixating your gaze on the rocks that were illuminated by the glows of light transmitted from the celestial moon. Oh to be a rock that was nescient to all problems facing life and the world.
"You guess?" He raised his brows in amusement and crossed his now bare arms across his torso, withdrawing you from your previous hopeless thoughts.
"Thank you." You replied once again, attempting at conveying a grateful tone while throwing him a small glance with your E/C eyes. No matter the blaring red flags or the fact of how strangely creepy and sketchy this entire situation had grown to become in the span of a few minutes, the least you could do was show some gratitude for his kind act of service ━ whether it was part of some kind of plan he was forming or not.
You noticed the appreciative grin that had arisen on his face, brightened by the glows of the moonlight's beams, milliseconds before you turned away. It was insanely cliché now that you thought upon it, but he looked crazy gorgeous as he stood there basking in the moon's glamorous and silky light almost as if he were a work of magnificent art himself.
Was this all just a hallucination at this point? Because it really seemed like it was. Nobody should have the right to look this pretty without even needing to try at all.
He retracted his stare from the side of your face after a painfully long moment's worth of time, almost as if he was attempting to decipher what was going through your head, and it caused your heart to skip a beat. You hoped your side profile looked decently pleasing to his eye, especially since he was examining you so closely and thoroughly as a doctor does to their patient, which meant that he must’ve picked apart nearly every physical feature of your face whether largely prominent or not.
"You come out here often?" The question had flown past his lips after a while, and he paused for a split second before realizing. "... Never mind, you probably won't want to answer that either."
"Sometimes."
You didn't miss the way his eyes widened only a slight bit when you actually responded. He assumed you wouldn't want to tell him information regarding such things as what the question was asking. You were acting incredibly cautious when he was questioning you before, so your answer wasn’t exactly what he expected.
"It may be at the brink of splitting apart any moment, but it's a place of solace for me... Always has been, and always will be." You shocked yourself by how openly you had responded, especially since you were normally a reserved person who rarely shared their thoughts or anything about themself to anyone, much less a complete stranger.
You were starting to regret saying anything when he didn't respond, but as you looked at him and noticed the way he was watching you with such genuine curiosity and concentration in his green eyes, call it cliche if you want, but it made you, in a way, trust him.
He wasn't judging you like one of your old friends had done when you told them about the exact thing you spilled to him ━ in fact, he didn't even say anything at all, and you didn't know whether he was silently criticizing or laughing at you in his mind.
Even though there was a decent hint of interest apparent on his face, for the most part, the expression he wore was relatively blank ━ somewhat stoic and unmoving, and you didn't really know what to think of it, in all honesty. You were never the best at reading emotions unless they were directly projected and easily distinguishable, so playing this guessing game in your mind of what could he possibly be thinking wouldn’t be beneficial in the slightest. It’d only bring upon a headache in the end.
The encircling silence that swarmed the area was growing immensely with each passing second. The wind's gusts were hurling at a marginally faster pace than before, but the weather, overall, was still as adequate as it gets in Shiganshina.
Though the sky was dark with the night’s rich blue hue, you could still distinguish the huddle of clouds beginning to form beside each other, indicating an upcoming storm that hadn’t been forecasted on the prior evening news. If you predicted correctly, then it would only be a few minutes before a light drizzle of rain would set out towards the ground and contaminate you with its liquid. Neither getting drenched or sick were things listed on your agenda, so you knew you had to leave soon.
"...Uh, it's getting late." You rubbed the palm of your hand against the back of your neck while simultaneously looking away in an overly awkward way. You'd lost track of time as per usual, and you wanted to get back home before the storm began. "I should, uhm, head back now." You started to slowly take a few steps backward while you spoke about your upcoming departure.
The stranger took his gape off from the river towards you, who was now halfway towards the trail still facing him. There was an awkward smile embedded on your lips as you took each step, and your hair was only slightly messed up from the wind.
"Can I get your name at least?" He raised his voice higher than normal so that you could apprehend it from the distance you stood away from him.
"Mm, maybe next time, stranger!" A hint of playfulness was prominent in your high-pitched response as you called out to him, your voice bouncing against the surrounding forest before the tall evergreen trees obscured yourself from his view entirely.
A wave of emotions began flooding throughout every inch and crevice of your body in an instant as you prodded along the gravel trail ━ both contentment and nervousness being the most notable and reoccurring. The soles of your shoes bounced against the ground with each step you carefully took, the rocks crunching beneath your feet, and you couldn’t prevent the smile from forming its way onto your face.
The mystic moonlight lit the path you made your way down on ━ all giddy and happy as if you were the main character of some sappy and old romance movie of an era. You always thought that this kind of stuff only appeared to happen in your ideal fantasy land that you constantly daydreamed about nearly 24/7, and it was still taking a lot of your thought and energy to fully comprehend what had even just occurred. The fact that it happened to you was making it even more arduous to believe, even if it was entirely what you had always wished for.
A light drizzle of rain fell downwards from the semi-cloudy sky, just as you had predicted earlier, and you subconsciously brought your hand behind your head to check if you magically had some type of a hood ━ and to your luck, you did. But only when you were halfway across pulling the hood over your slightly wet hair had you realized that this wasn’t even your jacket ━ it was the guy’s from before. You had no idea how you even forgot about the fact that he had given it to you, most likely because you were too preoccupied with your thoughts that were focused on a whole different thing (like how pretty he looked standing there or how nervous you were growing to feel near his presence).
But alas, even if you wanted to, it was already too late to return his clothing because you were far too gone from the bridge to turn around, and who knows if he was even standing there anymore. And besides, if you had this hooded jacket with you at the moment, why not just use it? It was bound to get wet from the rain one way or the other anyway.
As you continued down on the path towards your house, you began to hope to see him somewhere around the town ━ not only so that you could get the chance to return his property back to him, but also because his face just so happens to be an incredible sight for sore eyes, one you’d pay millions to see for the first time again.
It seemed like he was a new addition to the place, or maybe he was just visiting some family ━ either way, it meant you’d see him at least once since this town was crazy small, and word was bound to spread at some point, especially if the guy looked like a famous model sculpted by the literal Gods themselves. Just why did he have to look so damn good without even trying?
It was simple and safe to say, even if solely embarrassing, that the stranger happened to be entirely engraved into your mind for the remainder of the night without even a second of a break.
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