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Purity

Mizrak x Fem! Reader x Olrox

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Vampires had taken over all of France.

Tearing each part to shreds trying to find Olrox, Mizrak and Raeabelle.

The four horsemen were coming up from hell using the scent of death and fear-filled blood to feed themselves.

There was no escape.

"Pater noster qui in caelis est.

sanctificetur nomen tuum; adveniat regnum tuum fiat voluntas tua; in terra sicut in caelo.

Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie. dimitte nobis debita nostra sicut et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris.

Ne nos inferas in tentationem sed libera nos a malo.

Regnum, potentia; et gloria tua sunt nunc et semper.

In sanctis dominis nomen precor.

Amen," Raeabelle said as she spoke the lord's prayer to a cross she took from the church before Mizrak pulled her underground where Olrox was.

He had always paid close attention to her.

She was the last of the nun's after the church allied with vampires.

She had kept pure and locked herself in her chambers regularly so she wasn't forced to see the dead turn into demons.

"There's nothing to pray for anymore Rae.

The world above us is already burning" Olrox stood in the doorway to the room where she did her prayers.

"It gives me hope.

The world isn't burning if I don't see the flames" she said.

He knelt beside her.

"I know that I will die down here when they start to hear us.

They will go for the weakest first and that is me" she said.

He wrapped his arms around her before playing with her hair.

"I think you forget what lengths I will go to keep you and Mizrak safe," he said.

She looked into his eyes before placing her head on his shoulder.

"I'm so terribly scared Olrox.

I have dedicated my life to my lord and saviour but when I need him most I can no longer feel his presence" she said.

"It will be alright," he said before pressing his face against her soft hair.

He never thought he could find a woman attractive.

All his life he had always been attracted to men yet he was also attracted to her.

No woman but her satisfied him.

It was strange yet he was getting used to it.

"Raeabelle?

Where are you?" Mizrak's dark voice filled her ears as she continued to cling to Olrox finding his presence comfortable.

"Here," she said.

Mizrak walked into the room.

"What are you doing here with her?" he asked as he watched Olrox comfort her causing her to relax until she was putty in his arms.

"She's scared.

I came here to comfort her as always.

When will you believe that I am not a threat to either of you" Olrox said.

"When you are no longer one of them," Mizrak said.

"Enough.

Please don't fight.

If we are to die down here why waste the little time we have fighting" she said as she sat up.

She walked over to Mizrak.

"He is a demon.

I soulless monster" Mizrak growled.

"I don't believe that.

Please enough fighting.

It frightens me and all it does is hide your feelings" and she said before walking to the small kitchen to make dinner with whatever animal she could find.

Olrox looked at Mizrak.

"Don't look at me like that.

I saved your life Mizrak" he said.

"I didn't ask for it," Mizrak said.

"You love her but you also have feelings towards me.

That is what created all this rage.

One day you'll realise that night we had together wasn't a mistake" Olrox said before walking away to help Raeabelle.

Mizrak clenched his fists.

Olrox was right and it was irritating but was was bothering him the most was that Raeabelle was right as well.

They would die down here and every minute was precious.

Later that night Raeabelle sat on her bed made of wood and rope as she looked at the necklace she crafted out of the blade that killed her father.

It was a silver cross and it shined brightly in the candlelight.

She leaned against the wall in her nightgown as it slipped off her shoulders showing her soft skin.

Olrox and Mizrak always used the hours she slept to guard their hideout as she stayed up many hours at a time praying when things got harder.

They were underneath the church and it was the riskiest thing she had ever done.

"Rest.

You'll be safe until morning" Mizrak said as he sat down next to the doorway with his sword.

She looked at him as he tried to keep his eyes away from her hard nipples as they pressed against her nightgown and her soft skin.

She was a nun and he kept telling himself that but the way she looked made him want to sin.

"I'm restless.

I can hear people walking around above us.

It's never been this loud" she said.

Olrox then walked into the room after looking around to make sure no one had found them.

"All the lower vampires are gathering tonight.

I can find you some cotton to block it out" Olrox said.

"No, it's alright.

I'll fall asleep eventually" she said.

"We both know you won't" Mizrak said causing her to smile.

"What if we both stay in here and watch over you?

If someone comes to harm you we won't let them get past the doorway, precious human" Olrox said causing a light rose blush to cover her cheeks.

He never used names like that.

Only when he was trying to soothe her.

Mizrak walked to her before taking off the cloak he wore during the freezing nights.

He placed on her before sitting beside her.

She laid down as he placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Close your eyes," he said before tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

He then looked into her eyes before kissing her head.

Raeabelle turned her head to look at him.

"Go to sleep," he said.

"I'm restless," she said softly before kissing his cheek before looking into his eyes.

She then kissed him before laying her head against the pillow she took from her chambers when it was empty enough for her to gather what she could.

Raeabelle placed her hands on either side of his face before smiling softly as she blushed.

He placed his hand on hers before kissing her will heated passion as the pent-up love he felt for her exploded.

Her head was spinning as she broke every vow she had taken in front of her god.

She kissed him back as her body moved for her.

Olrox watched as Mizrak lost control before realising that someone still had to guard the hideout.

"I'll leave you two be.

Try not to be too loud" Olrox said before walking to the doorway.

"Wait.

Come here" Mizrak said.

Olrox turned around before smirking.

He walked to Mizrak as Raeabelle laid beneath him still and silent.

"I'm here," Olrox said.

Mizrak stood up before slamming his lips against Olrox's.

The kiss was rough but passionate as Olrox grabbed Mizrak's arm.

"Don't think you can just walk away after what we did" Mizrak said.

"I thought I was a soulless animal," Olrox said as they looked into each other's eyes.

"Shut up," Mizrak said.

Olrox laughed before kissing him again.

He then let out a soft moan as Mizrak placed his leg between Olrox's legs causing Mizrak's thigh to press against his cock.

Raeabelle stood up as she realised that Mizrak had untied her nightgown causing her breasts to show from the V cut out.

She walked to the two of them before placing her hand on Mizrak's chest causing their passionate kids to break.

She then kissed him softly as Olrox kissed her shoulders.

Her skin was like velvet.

It was delicate and like nothing he had ever felt.

He then kissed her neck softly and passionately as he marked her skin.

She let out a moan as Mizrak broke their kiss.

"So beautiful.

So pure" he said.

"What is this feeling?" she asked as she caressed Mizrak's nape giving him goosebumps.

"Have you never been touched?

The way you cling to him I expected you have laid in his bed before" Olrox said.

"No," she said before gasping as Olrox kissed the spot where her largest vein laid.

"The feeling is pleasure.

Intimate, heated pleasure.

Your body is reacting in such a way as you enjoy what we are doing sweet Rae" Olrox said before turning her head.

"Just Relax and trust your body," Olrox said before kissing her lovingly.

She was nervous but didn't want this to end.

Mizrak kissed her throat before getting on his knees.

He placed her leg on his shoulder before lifting up her nightgown revealing her most vulnerable area.

He went under her nightgown before kissing her thighs causing her to let out a lustful moan.

Olrox watched her as she threw his head back onto his shoulder as Mizrak got closer to her cunt.

She didn't know what to do or think as he kissed her pelvis.

He then latched onto her cunt causing her to let out a loud moan as he began to suck on the bud of nerves that had never been stimulated before.

With one lick her legs were shaking as she let out the most lustful moans.

Olrox struggled to contain himself as his cock pressed against his trousers uncomfortably.

He was throbbing at the sight as Mizrak pleasured her.

Her eyes rolled back as he trusted two of his fingers inside her virgin entrance as her walls fluttered around him.

Suddenly her abdomen tightened as the pleasure got more intense.

She screamed out as she came onto Mizrak's fingers as he continued to explore her most sensitive places elongating the ecstasy that she was feeling.

He then stood up as she breathed heavily against Olrox's neck.

"Let me taste her," Olrox said before kissing Mizrak.

His tongue explored Mizrak's mouth as he tasted her sweetness.

Mizrak undressed Olrox as she laid on her bed so she could rest for a short while.

She took off her nightgown revealing her full perky breasts and curvy body that had always been hidden by dresses that covered everything.

She had always been told that flesh will lead to sin therefore if she showed no flesh she would never fall into sin.

Yet now none of that mattered.

She wished to live as a normal woman so when she passed she would remember the fun she had experienced and not the sadness of her past.

Mizrak pushed Olrox against her bed as they threw the last of their clothing to the other side of the room.

Olrox looked at her as she sat in front of them completely bare.

"I've never seen you more beautiful.

Come to us precious" Olrox said.

She moved to them.

"Are you ready for us to take your purity?" Olrox said as Mizrak blocked the doorway so that they wouldn't be disturbed.

He then joined his two partners back in the uncomfortable bed that they had all gotten used to.

"Yes.

I am ready" she said.

"You'll be going against your vows.

I want to make sure you are truly sure and not saying such a thing to please us" Olrox said as he took her hand.

"My vows were broken the day I left the church.

I wish for this" she said.

"Who do you want?" Mizrak asked.

"I wish for you both to choose.

You have laid together before and know what you are the most comfortable with.

I will be okay either way" she said.

"You be the one," Mizrak said.

"Why me?

You both have more history" He said.

"Yes, but you will enjoy this more if I am the one to take you" Mizrak said.

"I see you remember," Olrox said before kissing him.

Olrox then looked at Raeabelle.

"At any time you wish to stop we won't continue" Olrox said.

"I trust the both of you," she said.

"Good then let the fun begin," Olrox said before latching onto her right breast.

She gasped before moaning as Mizrak took Olrox's cock into his mouth.

Olrox moaned against her breast as he sucked and bit at her nipple as if he was a newborn craving the milk from her breasts.

He then released her breast as his cock throbbed in Mizrak's mouth.

He then moaned loudly as he lifted his hips.

His cum shot into Mizrak's mouth as Olrox moaned.

Mizrak swallowed all of it before flipping Olrox around.

"Will this hurt?" she asked.

"Only a little.

It will feel good after the burning passes" Olrox said before kissing her.

He distracted her as he lined up to her entrance before pushing in causing her to whimper as he stretched her out.

Olrox kissed her neck as he slowly pushed himself in inch by inch until their hips met.

She yelped before taking calming breaths as she tried to remember what Olrox had said moments ago.

She wrapped her arms around him as he held himself back from moving.

She was so warm and soft inside.

"Tell me when you're ready," Mizrak said.

Raeabelle nodded as she couldn't help but focus on the feeling of having Olrox inside her.

It felt strange and different.

The burning was calming down as she stretched to fit him.

Minutes passed as she looked at Orlox "I'm ready" she said.

Olrox kissed her head before moving slowly.

He angled slightly as he mimicked the things that had him holding back screams as she let out a moan.

"How does this feel precious?" Olrox asked.

"It is quite strange but....good" she said as she struggled to hold back the lustful sounds being created deep in her throat.

The way he was angled hit places that made her see the heavens as she let her body have control.

"Such pretty sounds," Olrox said before moaning as Mizrak pressed his cock against Olrox's puckered entrance.

He craved the familiar feeling of Mizrak's cock filling him as he took away Raeabelle's purity.

"Don't tease.

I need it Mizrak" Olrox said as he let out heavy breaths as Raeabelle's walls tightly squeezed him.

"I see that.

Relax Olrox" he said.

Olrox suddenly loudly moaned as his eyes widened.

Mizrak pushed his throbbing cock into Olrox as Raeabelle ran her hands on his shoulders and arms causing him to relax.

She then threw her head back as Mizrak began to thrust into Olrox causing Olrox's cock to hit the spot that had her at the same spot she was in when Mizrak had a taste of her cunt.

She moaned in sync with Olrox as he felt a strong type of pleasure that had him turning into a puddle onto Raeabelle.

Her warm and tight cunt and Mizrak's rough but thought-out moments made him feel things he had never felt in all his years both as human and vampire.

Raeabelle screamed into Olrox's shoulder as the pleasure made her dizzy.

Her eyes rolled back as Mizrak sped up as each of them got closer to their desirable release.

"Mizrak" Olrox moaned his name as he began to realise that he wouldn't be lasting much longer.

Mizrak kept his pace as he pulled on Olrox's hair.

He growled before throwing his head back.

Raeabelle let out broken heavy breaths before letting out a deep set of moans as she came onto Olrox's cock.

She tightened around him causing him to get closer and closer before moaning as he shot his cum deep inside her not knowing what it could possibly lead to.

Mizrak held Olrox's hips as Olrox pulled out of Raeabelle as he came again.

Mizrak growled before cumming as he dig his nails into Olrox's hips leaving crescent-shaped marks.

They all went limp onto Raebelle's small bed as Olrox's cum covered her stomach.

"I'll go find a cloth to clean you up," Olrox said before kissing her and then Mizrak.

He left the room.

"How are you feeling?" Mizrak said as he looked at the woman he had loved since she was a true nun.

When she was still unable to see the true evil in the world.

"Exhausted.

I enjoyed every second, Mizrak.

It all was very strange but it was the most freeing act I've done in a long while" she said as she smiled softly.

"I'm glad.

I wanted this to be perfect for you.

I always have" he said.

"It reminds me of when we snuck out of the church after the moon had fully settled and spent time in the gardens.

This was the first time I had ever been kissed and after I had been beaten for the act I wouldn't have taken it back.

My purity had been stronger than my sisters up to now" she said.

Olrox walked back into the room with two cups full of cold water and a linen cloth dripping with the same cold water.

"I brought you both water.

When you've drank every last drop will you Mizrak clean Rae's stomach?" Olrox said.

"What will you be doing?" Mizrak asked.

"Putting our beds together so no one will feel nervous to sleep after tonight," he said.

Mizrak nodded before pouring the water down his throat as Raeabelle sipped the water slowly.

Mizrak then cleaned Raeabelle's stomach and sore cunt before cleaning himself.

He then tossed the cloth out of the room until they could clean tomorrow.

Once Raeabelle was done with her water she rested her head onto Mirzrak's chest as he pulled the thin blanket she had over the both of them.

"Rest," he said before kissing her.

Raeabelle smiled before drifting off to sleep knowing after tonight she would have two men that would protect her with all they had as her lovers.

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✿✾ VOLUME TWO: FAMILIAR FACES MEET ✾✿

Spider-Man Eren! x Fem. Reader

VOLUME TWO: FAMILIAR FACES MEET: (2 parts) This is part 1

Previous Chapter: Broken Lenses

Sypnosis:

An alternate universe where Attack on Titan and the Marvel universe collide. Where the Spider-Man universes collide!

Where the new spider is the one and only nerdy, Eren Yeager. Who happens to have a world stopping crush on you.

Genre:

Attack on Titan, Marvel crossover. Spider-Man and Eren Yeager crossover. Multiple parts.

Word count:

17.8k Words

『 VOLUME TWO: FAMILIAR FACES MEET 』: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ

“Woah! Oh my god!”

Happy gestured to it. “Put it on.”

“Wait! You’re telling me this is mine?!” Eren felt his eyes fall out of their sockets. Hell, he felt like he was going to pass out! And a spider didn’t even need to bite him this time! “But, wha– wait, I— this is the coolest thing I’ve ever– ohmygod!”

“C’on Eren.” Happy said, snapping his fingers at the suit. “Tony needs to see how the outfits fits you.” 

“Wait. I— I– don’t understand, is this for me?!” 

Happy was already starting to walk away. Eren felt himself panic, “Happy— Happy, wait!“ Happy left, and loudly shut the door behind him. Leaving Eren in shock, and utter excitement. 

“Oh my god, this is insane— insane!” He turned his attention to the suitcase again. His fingers feeling the fabric of the high tech suit in front of him. Watching as the silver suitcase spread out beautifully. Almost hesitant to grab the expensive outfit– suit. “Oh my god!— Look at the eyes!” 

Eren pulled the suit to his chest, hugging it like it was you. “This is the greatest day of my life.” He flinched when he heard the door bang, Happy voice cutting through. “C'mon let's go!” 

Eren nodded, dropping the suits and grabbing the bottom of his shirt. Awkwardly pulling it over his head. “Right, sorry!” 

Levi shook his head, “Happy, the boys obviously excited. Give him a break.” He took a sip of his tea, glancing at Tony. Trying to silently get him to back him up. 

Tony looked at him, taking a second before nodding his head. “Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. He’s a kid, excited to be here.” He looked back at Levi, “He reminds me of you when I first gave you the suit.” 

Levi glared at him, “I was well over twenty five when you gave me my suit, Tony.” 

Tony snapped his fingers, nodding his head. “Right, right, right. Sorry, I kept forgetting when you’re— you’re so shor—“ 

Levi glared at him, silently daring him to finish that sentence. Tony bit the inside of his cheek, smiling to himself as he looked away. Trying to not laugh while his brother glared at him 

God, Levi wished Tony finished that sentence. 

The door propped open, but that was it. It just… propped open. Eren’s gloved, baggie hand coming out. “Uhm, Mr. Stark?” 

“Yeah, kid?” Tony felt his eyebrows scrunched together at Eren’s hand. Seeing the way it loosely fit him.

“I don’t think the suit fits..” Eren’s ears were burning. Was he just not muscular enough? Should he be hitting the gym more often?

Tony shook his head, “I don’t think so, kid. I had a girl half your size fit into that thing perfectly.” He stood up, walking to the door. “It’s supposed to be a one size fits all type thing.” Tony pulled open the door, looking inside. “Eren?” Tony briefly laughed, placing his hand to his face and turning away. Jesus, this kid was slow. “You need to press the–'' he raised his hand, putting a thumbs up. “Yeah, like that. There you go, there you go.” 

Tony moved out of the way, clasping his hand behind his back. Holding the door open with his foot. Allowing Eren to walk out in the suit. 

Eren took a second, before strutting out the room. Hands by his side, legs apart while he puffed his chest out. Getting to the center of the room. Then, doing a superhero pose. Or, what Eren thought was a superhero pose was in his eyes. 

Eren felt so cool. He flinched when a voice spoke to him. “Good evening, Eren Yeager.” 

Eren blinked a few times, the lenses of his suit blinking with him. He took a step back, dropping the superhero pose. Tilting his head at the voice, “Woah, good evening suit, lady, person.” 

“Her name is Karen, or whatever you want to call her.” 

Y/n. 

“Karen works.” Eren smiled under the mask, watching as a blue screen of information flooded his vision. “Woah, what’s all this?” He gestured his hand in his frame of sight, watching as the information moved with his hand. Was it interactive?

Woah!

“I still think the suit looks better on—“ Happy grimaced when Levi elbowed him in the side. 

Levi then spoke up for the both of them, “It looks good.” He walked forward, crossing his arms over his chest. “Just a small modification in the eyes, and it’ll be perfect.” 

Tony nodded his head, “That’s what I was thinking.” He brought up his phone, “I'll tell Bambi to look at it.” 

Happy smiled, “You know if she hears you saying that, she’ll punch you.” Bambi was quite literally the rudest, and kindest person Happy knew. Intelligent, sure– but so… smartassed. Happy loved her nonetheless. Favorite person to exist in Happy’s eyes.

Levi rolled his eyes, “Why do you think he does it?” 

“Bambi? Who’s Bambi?” 

Levi looked back at Eren. “Uh..” He looked at Tony, “You’ll meet them eventually, I promise.” He said, running his fingers through his hair. “They’ll be the person to modify your suit, or fix it in an event where it gets damaged.” 

Tony nodded his head, agreeing with Levi. “Just think about it, Kid. What’s one of the first faces you see when you enter the building?–” Even though it’s not really her job. Tony thought. 

Eren thought back to when he first entered the building. His mind went to the receptionist, Petra. Maybe even Pepper. Was that Bambi? Tony did favor Pepper.

“Tony.” Levi interrupted, glaring at him. “You’ll meet her soon.” His voice was stiff. Levi wasn’t a big fan of Bambi. Sure, he tolerated her. But, the two of them were always butting heads. In fact, they acted more like siblings then Tony and Levi did. 

“Wait, does that mean they’ll know my identity?” Eren asked, placing a hand on his face.

Levi placed his hand on his hip, looking to the side thinking. “No, we’ll just– we’ll figure it out.” He forced a subtle smile, “Don’t worry.” 

Eren jumped up excited. “Oh my god, I’m going to be an Avenger!” 

Happy turned away, suppressing the laugh that was bubbling in his throat. Tony tilted his head, glancing at Levi. “Mh. Uhm, let’s take it down several notches. Baby steps, Eren.”

Eren nodded, taking in a deep breath and outstretching his fingers. Smiling, “Sorry just—“ He laughed, “Really excited.” Oh my god, this is actually happening. 

“Good, that’s a good thing.” Tony reassured. “‘Cause it’s yours.” 

Eren looked at him, “The suit’s mine?” 

“Mhm.” Tony simply replied. 

Eren closed his eyes, softly fist bumping. “Awesome.” He shook his head, “Wait, so, like, I’m going to be helping on missions? Or?…” 

Tony's eyebrows mushed together, glancing at Levi for a second. “Uh, yeah— yeah.” He gestured to Eren, “We’ll— we’ll call you.” He raised his eyebrows, and nodded. 

Eren tried reaching for his pocket which contained his phone, but unfortunately he did necessarily have a pocket. He just gave up, and looked back at Tony. “Do you want my number, or something?..” 

Tony shook his head, waving his hand dismissively. “No it’s alright. We’ll call you. And, you work directly with Happy, so you’ll know if we need you.” He nodded once.

Eren never noticed how animated—or rather, how much Tony spoke with his hands. It grounded him, he would’ve never known that fact if he had never got this job. Or.. much rather circumstance, as Tony likes to address it. 

Eren smiled again, nodding his head quickly. To the point where he couldn’t help but say— “I’m going to be an Avenger!” 

“Eren.. no.” 

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          Location:  The Sparkling City of New York…

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“Word going around about a spandex-covered vigilante, running around the crime filled place of New York City!.. A Spider-Man vigilante! With the only question swirling everyone's head being!… Who is this masked hero?! Or Villain?”

Jean groaned loudly, tossing the newspaper behind him. Rolling his eyes, “How stupid.” Everyone's eyes were on Spider-Man. Which unfortunately had to include the whole university. Jean flinched feeling the paper he just threw get thrown back at him. Jean turned on his heel, about to punch the person who did it when—

The Spider-Man vigilante swang by, shouting, “Don’t litter!” 

Jean hated him even more. 

Eren flipped onto the building, running across the rooftops once he landed. “Karen?” 

“Yes, Eren?” 

“Play my music list.” 

“Which one, Eren?

Eren looked to the side for a moment, jumping onto another roof and shooting his webs. Grabbing onto a building and swinging, switching hands and using another structure for momentum. “Hm. How about you decide? Pick one for me Karen.” 

“Alright, Eren. Now playing; Spicy music for—“

“Not! That one.. Karen. Pick something else, please.” Eren said embarrassed, shaking his head slightly.

Karen laughed, “Now playing; Hype Music, for rooftop jumping.” 

Eren couldn’t help but think—did I really name it that? Before, nodding along with the song. Swinging building from building, and flipping forward, enjoying the actions he was doing. 

It had been a month since he first received the suit. A month since he moved into his new and improved apartment. A month since he started working with Stark Industries, which paid handsomely. And, a month since he started working with you! Which had been the best month of his life! 

His days usually consisted of… Swinging down to the ground, and grabbing street puppies. Ones that were about to run onto the street, then returning them to their owners. Something they were always grateful for. 

Like… Grabbing stolen bikes from their kidnappers, and returning them to their rightful owners. Well.. let’s just say a lot of the bikes in the town were decorated in a bright sticky note asking for their owners. Always signed by, -your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man! Oh! And, don’t forget the little smiley face. 

Or… Surveying the town. Swinging around while asking a general and kind, “Is everyone okay? Alright then!” Before swinging off again. Ready to ask another area or group of people in the city. 

Maybe… Giving directions to a location. Like a sweet lady who bought him a churro for showing her the way. Also there was that old lady he helped cross the street. She was so sweet! If Spider-Man was feeling generous, he’d even give out some recommendations on where to eat for tourists. Spider-Man loved interacting with tourists!

Possibly… Sitting on the edge of a building surveying the area. Maybe even a specific bus or train if he felt like it. Sometimes, he would just finish his homework. Enjoying the stunning view of New York. Sometimes playing a random game on his phone. Also, taking perfect pictures Eren could never before. Adding some notes from the perspective of Spider-Man. There’s a specific selfie Eren really likes.

Also!… Eren’s favorite! When he gets recognized! Sure.. the guy didn’t get his name right, but after a small correction, and backflip, Spider-Man’s sure he’s got a new follower. Along with an ego boost. 

Sometimes… He’d intercept a bank robbery, or stop a small burglary. Get into a small fist fight, Eren would always win, with someone trying to steal a bag from a nice old lady. He’s also webbed a mugger to a wall, and left a note for the police. Because Eren’s just nice like that. 

Of course… He's made a few mistakes… like trying to help a child find their Mother. Which could have looked odd from a distance. A fully covered man, holding hands with a child, and taking them along the city. Which actually, almost got him arrested… But! Once the young child found their Mother, it was all worth it. 

Even if it looked a bit odd. 

And there was that one time.. Eren accidentally punched a ‘bad guy’ that was actually just some random guy trying to get into his small shop. Also, when he completely webbed him against the wall, and taunted him for being a ‘stuck bug.’ Only to quickly find out he was the owner who left his key at home, and was trying to get into his shop. 

A lot of sorries and removing webs later and the man was free! Of course, the man didn’t take the action very well. Spider-Man was thanked with a mantra of curses. Which he couldn’t even blame him for. 

Sometimes when he was free… Eren would set up his camera and take dynamic shots of himself swinging. Whether that was mid air between buildings, or in the middle of the night with the sparkling lights. Or, him just taking a picture of himself doing cool poses in his suit. His favorite was the one of him hanging upside down from a bridge. 

But, his favorite thing to do was… Check up on you. As Eren was now Spider-man, he wanted to make sure that all the people in his city were safe. And, would you look at that, you also happened to live in that very city! So, every now and then, maybe once a day, Spider-Man would swing by and check up on you. Just to make sure you were okay. 

Watching as you went shopping. Or when you visited your favorite sweets spot. ‘My sweets.’ A place where you got your favorite desserts, and macaroons. A hidden spot where not many people visited. 

Anyways. 

Eren was getting the hang of being Spider-Man! He knew how to swing around pretty well and had only hit a wall… twenty times?… 

Hell, Eren was pretty excited. 

Actually, he felt confident. Confident enough to.. to… talk to you!

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          Location: Eren’s Comfy, Comfy, New Apartment…

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Holding a circle mirror in your hand, you tilted it down to get a better angle. You wiped the wand of lip gloss over your plump lips. Rubbing your lips together before parting them, popping them quietly. You turned to Eren, blowing him a kiss and smiling. “Cute, right!” 

You moved next to Eren, sitting on your legs and leaning on his coffee table. Looking at him and tilting your head. “Anyways, I don’t even know what this whole project is about.” You mindlessly giggled, “It’s just like, writing right?” 

Nope. Eren was not confident enough to talk to you. He would never be fucking confident enough to talk to you. Even after swinging around the big city of New York. 

“Uh.. Uh..” Oh my god Eren, just fucking talk. “Yeah, creative writing.” He slowly said, “Uhm, we have to just create a—“ 

“Uhg, can’t I just draw something for you, ‘Ren?” You blink at him with your long fake lashes, pouting slightly as you spoke again. “Like a little puppy, or something?” You looked at your fingers, wondering if you should get some fake nails. 

Eren felt his mind move back to one word you said. Ren? Was that like a nickname?… You gave him a nickname? “Sure, yeah do that.” He nodded his head, giving a thumb. “Yeah, yeah. That’ll— I’ll make it work.” Stop nodding your head Eren. 

You smiled, biting your bottom lip.”Oh! I’ll totally make the cutest puppy.” You bumped your shoulder against his playfully, “Don’t you worry, Ren!” You crawled over to your bag, reaching inside. 

Eren looked in your direction, then immediately looked away, his face going red. 

Green panties. White short.. skirt.

God was really testing him today.

You grabbed your sketchbook, throwing it behind you and searching for a pencil. Eren took this time to look at your sketchbook. Which conveniently was open to a spread in your sketchbook. 

Eren felt his eyebrows mush together. 

It was… a spread of his eyes. Or.. Spider-Man’s eyes. Different expressions and— mechanics? Woah, your artwork was insane. It had details he didn’t even know people could see? Were you just thorough, or..

You gasped, quickly shutting your sketchbook and laughed awkwardly. “I’ve been seeing a bunch of pictures of Spider-Man, and wanted to draw him.” You held the book to your chest, “It’s just some picture I found on the internet.” 

Eren nodded his head, surprised by your sudden change in demeanor. It looks like you got flustered, almost as if you revealed your hidden nsfw art. Or, a weird tentacle hentai stash you had drawn. 

Eren wanted to reassure you, but struggled to even get a word out. God, why couldn’t he just talk to you? You know, like a normal person?!

Eren looked at the book which you held so close to your chest. His heart beating out of his chest like a drum. “It looks like you broke apart the mechanics.” Of the eye sockets. Hell, if you really wanted to, you could probably build the eyes yourself! It looks like you own the blue prints. You’re really good at drawing, gorgeous.

Is what Eren also wanted to say, but he didn’t. He didn’t have the guts to say what he truly wanted. Eren wished he did, that way he could call you the nickname that best suited you. You gave him one, it’d only be fair if Eren gave you one in return.

Your lips parted for a second, your sparkling eyes widening. A big smile coming over your face as you leaned into him “Yeah! I actually—“ You paused, blinked a few times. “Uhm, copied them off the internet.” You looked away for a second. “I was bored, or something. So, yeah..” 

Eren nodded slowly, looking back at his computer while biting the inside of his cheek. Did he say something wrong? It seemed like you were holding yourself back, or we’re just insecure about your drawings. Eren couldn’t help but feel down, he really liked seeing that side of you. Even if it was, because you were embarrassed. 

But, what if it wasn’t? What if he did say something wrong? What if it was for a different reason? He should probably just change the subject. 

“Spider-Man?” He softly muttered. Keeping a hard and strong glare on his computer, not trying to pass you a glance. Yet, he couldn’t help but laugh at himself. Wow, good job, Eren. Definitely changed the subject. And… ‘Spider-Man?!’ What am I? A fucking caveman? C’mon, man. ‘What do you think about Spider-Man, gorgeous?’ Something smooth like that Yeager.

You looked at him, jutting your bottom lip out and thinking. “The like— spandex guy?” You placed your sketchbook on the table, flipping to a blank page. Pouting slightly. “He’s okay, he fights bad guys, so that's cool.” You leaned on your palm, loosey sketching with your free hand. “I don’t know, he’s kinda scary and weird.” You mumbled. You shrugged looking away, “I don’t know, I don’t really know him.” 

“He’s not bad. Spider-Man’s a good guy who wants to help people.” Eren started typing into his computer. “He’s not weird.” I answered that way too quickly. And, of all things I actually talk to Y/n about is?.. Defending Spider-Man? Jesus Christ, Eren. 

You looked at him, surprised by the fact he said a full sentence. Looks like Spider-Man is a touchy subject for Eren. One that actually gets him to talk. Good to know. You giggled, looking at him for a second. “Sure, weirdo.” You leaned back, “If you have a crush on him just say that.” You teased. 

“I don’t like him.” Eren quickly defended. 

“Sure.” You sang, turning back to your sketch. 

You and Eren continued to work in silence. You on the drawing of puppies, and Eren on the actual writing. You stretched, arching your back over the cushioning of the couch. Reaching your arms back, and slightly moaning.

Eren could feel his ears burning up at your noise. Directing his attention at the computer, and trying his best to keep it there. Even if he really wanted to see your shirt ride up, and reveal your soft stomach. 

You brought yourself forward and giggled. “Done!” You looked at Eren, grabbing your sketchbook and shoving it into his face. “Isn’t it so cute!” 

Eren flinched once the paper hit his face, taking a moment to process. He slowly pulled his head back, grabbed the sketchbook and held it in his hands. Allowing him to see the drawing. His eyes took a moment to adjust, before inspecting the picture. Smiling at the adorable sketch. 

Eren wanted to compliment you, but he couldn't force the words out. So, he just thought of the sentence instead, This is really good. And it was, he didn’t know you were so skilled in art. 

You peered at him from behind the book, long lashes blinking. You bit your bottom lip, and waited for his words. After not gaining any reaction, you brought the book down and held it to your chest. “I drew it super quick, so it’s not that good.” You muttered, trying to hide your embarrassment. Your lips coming into a pout. Was it that bad it rendered him speechless?.. Jeez Y/n, we really need to improve then.

Eren blinked, shaking his head. Before putting a thumbs up. Forcing an awkward, and really attractive smile. You sent him one back, looking at the drawing. “Well, it’s cute, right?” You smiled, reaching for your bag again. Grabbing your pack of gum. 

Eren nodded his head again, making your giggle. Looking at him while you brought your legs to your chest. Wrapping your arms around them. Your eyes studied his face for a moment. Before you leaned into him, looking up at his face. “Do you not wear glasses anymore?” You rested your head on your knees. You smiled softly, “I thought they were super cute. They totally suited you, ‘Ren.” 

Eren thickly swallowed, looking away. “Contacts..” He muttered. Which was a lie, but it’s not like you can tell people, “I got powers that fixed my eyesight.” Along with other superhuman things. 

You nodded, crawling to the table and looking at his computer. “Oh, you finished! I’m pretty sure you can just email it to the teacher.” 

Eren nodded, and searched for the teacher's email. You took this time to rip the page from your book. Gently placing the cute drawing on the coffee table. You smiled, tapping your fingers against the small table. Watching as his long fingers clicked against the expensive computer. 

Your eyes bounced from his hands, to his arms, and then to his face. You never noticed how attractive Eren was. In fact, you never really even noticed Eren.

You tore your eyes away from his face, missing the way Eren let out a breath of relief. Your eyes on him were just too much to handle. You cleared your throat, “Alright then, I guess I’ll see you at class, Ren.” You stood up, holding down your skirt. Reaching for your bag, and throwing it over your shoulder.

When Eren quickly grabbed your hand. You lightly gasped, startled by his actions. Before you turned your head to look at him. You tried to smile, “Yeah?” You softly said, “What’s up?” 

Eren paused, reaching into his pocket and showing you something. You parted your lips, turning your body to him, and looking at what he was holding. Your eyes scanning the images in front of you. 

In an instant, heat traveled to the tops of your cheeks, nose, and ears. Your thick lashes fluttering, and your heart squeezing in your chest. You could feel your eyes turn glossy, butterflies erupt in your stomach. You couldn’t help, but feel emotional. You reached for them.

The pictures Eren gave you, were the ones you two took in front of the tree. One was of you, and the other was of Eren. The one you took. The picture Eren took looked stunning, the lighting and angle was perfect. The one that you took of Eren wasn’t too bad. Sure, it was somewhat awkward, but it still looked really cute. 

Eren looked really cute. 

It was so sweet he actually kept them, and printed them out. You can’t recall the last time you received such a simple and thoughtful gift without reason. 

Everytime Jean bought you a gift, he always wanted something in return. When Harry got you gifts, it was always a random item he had his server get for him. He never got it on his own. But with Eren, it felt real and genuine. He wasn’t asking for anything, he just wanted to give you something dear to him. And it was incredibly sweet.

You could feel the corners of your eyes wrinkle, bringing the picture to your heart. “You kept it?” You smiled, biting your bottom lip. “I thought you would’ve thrown them out by now.” 

Eren was surprised you even remembered the photos. He was sure you were going to freak out, or something..

You felt your lips part again, about to thank him when your body moved on its own. Engulfing him into a hug, “This is… beyond amazing.” You tilted your head up, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “It’s thoughtful and sweet, Thank you, ‘Ren.” You pulled away, smiling at him. “I’ll see you later, Eren.” 

God, Eren always loved how sweet you sounded. Eren nodded, his whole face as red as a tomato. Goodbye, gorgeous. He waved goodbye, and watched you walk to his door. Wondering where you planned on putting the photos. 

To your surprise, when you opened the door— two other males were already there. One about to knock, and the other holding a few bags of junk food. You immediately smiled, “Harry!” You cheerily said, quickly hugging him. Harry nodded back, wrapping one arm around you and glancing at Eren. 

You turned, looking at the other male. You snapped your finger, pointing at the blonde male. “Uhm, you’re…” You squinted your eyes, cutely grimacing. “..Armin?..” You smiled, “You’re in my smart peoples class, right?” 

Armin’s eyebrows came together, nodding his head. “You mean, science class?” 

You pushed yourself off Harry, nodding your head quickly. “Yup, that class.” You said, letting your hand come to the strap of your bag. Adjusting it over your shoulder. “I’ll see you there, c’ya.” You smiled, and sent a playful wink his way. Waving a simple goodbye Harry’s way. 

You turned the corner, sighing out in relief. Your eyes drift to the side as you let your smile drop. Biting the inside of your cheek, tightening the grip you had on your bag. A feeling that could best be described as dread filling your stomach. Despite those emotions bubbling within you, you couldn’t help but feel somewhat giddy. Excited for the next time you were going to speak to Eren. 

Hell, maybe you’ll even explain the Spider-Man sketch he saw. If you were comfortable enough that is. 

Armin walked inside the apartment, smiling. “Eren!” He sang out, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. “What was all that about?”

Eren sighed, “I’m glad you guys didn’t get lost.” 

Harry entered the house, closing the door behind him and locking the door. Placing the shopping bags on the ground and walking behind Armin. Surveying the area. 

Armin puffed out his cheeks, sighing dramatically. “We actually did but,” he shook his head, waving his hand dismissively, “It doesn't matter, we found our way.” He laughed briefly, “Anyways? Y/n?! Why was she here!?” He poked Harry’s side, “C’mon, spill. Harry and I are dying to hear!” 

Harry pushed away, removing his shoes and tossing them by the door. Going to sit across Eren at the coffee table. 

Armin’s eyebrows came together, displaying his confusion, before shrugging. He wasn’t too interested in why Harry was acting stingy right now. But… “I’m dying to hear! You’ve liked this girl since forever! Tell me what happened!” Armin grabbed a bag of chips from the bag, quickly going to the coffee table and sitting down next to Eren. “Go on, spill.” 

Eren’s hand came to his neck, rubbing it awkwardly. “It’s not as exciting, or…” he sighed, looking at your drawing. “Anything crazy like you probably think it is.” 

Armin looked at Harry for a moment, giving a face that could only be described as, 'bullshit.’ Before looking to the side, “Sure, Eren.” Armin opened the bag of chips, popping a crisp in his mouth. “You two were in your apartment for god knows how long, alone, and you two didn’t do anything.” He popped another chip into his mouth, letting out a sarcastic, “Suree.” 

Eren shook his head, glancing at Harry. “Literally nothing happened.” He said, “I couldn’t even really talk to her, I ended up working the whole time. While she just sat beside me and drew a puppy.” He grabbed the sketch and held it up, showing it to both of them. 

Harry grabbed the drawing, taking a better look at it. Armin’s eyebrows came together for a second. “Wait, you’re telling me. You and Y/n were in your apartment, alone. And you didn’t even talk to her?” Armin looked away, his hand coming to his face. “Jesus, Eren. This is even worse than Jean and Mikasa back in high school.” 

Harry placed the picture down, laughing slightly. “Honestly, he couldn’t shut up about her. It was a horrible two years.” 

Armin looked at him, “Dude, I forgot you’re brothers.” He laughed, “Tell us what's happening between the two? We’re trying to help Eren out here.”

“Jean and Mikasa, or Jean and Y/n?” Armin gave him a look that made him choose the latter. Harry forced a laugh, “Honestly, I don’t really know what’s happening between them.” A lie. Harry knew exactly what was happening between the two. “I think Y/n’s dating Jean, or something.” Another lie. You weren’t dating anyone. Just talking to… certain individuals. “Honestly, with how much he hates you, I’d probably just drop it. I personally wouldn’t want to risk getting beat up by Jean.” He leaned back on the palm of his hands. “But, that's just what I think.”

That’s not what Harry thought, at all. But considering how he… liked you a little more than he should’ve. It was fine to have Eren think like this for now. He didn’t need Eren ruining the connection between you two. 

Actually, now that Harry’s thinking about it.. you didn’t even really like Jean. You tolerated him because you wanted to be nice. And, you had no interest whatsoever in getting into a romantic relationship with Jean.  

At least, that’s what Harry thinks. He couldn’t be forsure. 

You, despited always being with Jean, always tried to make an excuse, why you couldn’t go out on a date. But Jean always persisted. You just allowed him to act as he pleased in fear of breaking your friend group. 

It was a conversation the two of you had over a call. Harry was glad you told him this. He just knew that was one less person he had to worry about. At least, that’s how Harry remembers it. 

Besides, you were too sweet for a man like Jean. Too airheaded, as well. You needed someone like.. like.. like Harry! He could take care of you. 

Armin bit the inside of his cheek, glancing at Eren. “Damn, that… sucks.” Armin shrugged his shoulders, “Maybe, they’ll break up.” He smiled at Eren. 

Eren looked to the side, shrugging his shoulders weakly. Somewhat bummed out by your relationship status. 

Armin frowned, leaning on his hand. “Anyways, let’s forget about—“ he held his tongue, not wanting to say your name again. He his his attention to Harry. “What’s happening between you and Gwen?” He asked, “I heard you’re going on a date with her tomorrow.”

Harry laughed, smiling cooly. “Yeah, I’m going on a date.” Just not with Gwen. “Just with some other girl.” 

Eren’s eyes widened, “What?” He drawed out, “You were so set on Gwen, what happened?”

Harry laughed, clasping his hands together. “She— She started talking to this other dude named Peter.” He shook his head. “Well, she’s always known him, but she’s always told me he was just a friend.” 

Eren’s eyebrows shot up, “Really? So, she really did fall in love with another person?” Eren shook his head in disbelief, “Honestly, I thought you two were just not communicating enough. So nothing has changed from last time?” 

Harry nodded, “Yeah, nothing has changed.” He looked at Armin, “It’s a long story to be honest. Just we’re not talking anymore, it’s over.” 

Armin grimaced, “Damn man, I’m sorry to hear that.” He leaned forward, “That’s why I was so confused when I saw them on campus holding hands.” He popped another chip in his mouth. 

Eren laughed loudly, “Armin I swear, you hear and see everything.” Armin laughed, shrugging briefly. 

“Anyways, sorry that happened, Harry.” Armin softly said, offering a chip to him. 

Harry waved his hand dismissively, silently refusing. “Naw, it’s okay. I’m talking to this other girl I really like.” He smiled, “And, I don’t think she’s going to leave me for someone else. Or, at least I hope.” You won’t. 

Armin laughed, “So, when’s this date happening?” 

Harry looked to the side, trying to recall the time. “Tomorrow at six thirty..” He casually said, “We’re going to that new restaurant near the..” Harry snapped his fingers a few times, trying to recall the place. “The water. It’s near Stark Industries.” He smiled, “On top of that, it’s on the second story. Looking out to the city.” 

Eren nodded his head, “Oh! That new restaurant that opened up, yeah, I think I know what you’re talking about.” Eren laughed, “Wait, isn’t it impossible to get a spot there?”

Harry shrugged. “I don’t know, I had my father book me a spot there.” 

Eren and Armin nodded their heads, looking at each other and saying, “Forgot who his Dad was.”

Harry laughed, “Yeah but, that’s my plans for tomorrow.” He smiled, “I hope things go well.” 

Armin shook his head smiling, leaning his elbows on the table and resting his head in his palms. “Wow, must be nice.” He cooed, “But, who’s the mystery girl? I don’t even remember you doing something like this for Gwen.”

Eren nodded his head, “Yeah, I think you took Gwen out to the movies, and expected her to have sex with you or something.” 

Harry shot Eren a glare, “I didn’t want to hav-“ He shook his head, ignoring Eren’s comment. “Whatever. I just want to make a good impression.” He leaned back, “I really like this girl, and I think she really likes me.” 

Armin coughed obnoxiously, adding a ‘and you wanna’ have sex with her.’ 

Harry rolled his eyes, “The sex appeal is there. If that’s what you want to hear.” He seethed, “Jesus.” 

Armin laughed, fist bumping Eren briefly. Giving him a knowing look. Eren laughed, “Show us a picture, I’ll tell you—“

“No.” Harry quickly said. 

Eren and Armin flinched. Surprised by how quick Harry was to cut Eren off. Harry noticed. “Uh, I mean. I just want to make sure, before I show my friends.” He forced a smile, “I don’t need you guys making fun of her.” 

Eren let his eyes narrowed at Harry, slowly nodding his head. “Okay, sure.” He smiled, “Whatever you’re comfortable with, sweetie.” 

Armin smiled, “Yeah, just show us a picture of you two on your date. Then, you’ll know, and you’ll have a cute photo.” He winked in his direction. “But, let’s watch the game. I mean—that’s why you’re here, right?”        

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          Location: Waiting For Food, from the food truck…

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Eren lightly groaned, rubbing his temple. He really shouldn't have drank as much as he did. Especially when he had to attend class the next day. Jesus, he’s never had so much trouble trying to follow a lecture. He had trouble putting on an outfit today. Which consisted of sweats, and a random hoodie he found laying on his bed. 

Eren shook his head, walked up the food truck, asking for his usual. Slightly hurt that the cashier didn’t recognise him. I mean, he always bought food here in his super suit… Oh. 

Eren grabbed his receipt, and gave his name before drifting to the side. Pulling out his phone and checking his messages. Which were unfortunately really dry. He looked back up, sighing out. Letting his sight wander the area he was in. When he felt his body freeze. 

Right across from him was a small shop he was all too familiar with. It was where he originally went to print out his photos. Before he gained access to do so at Stark Industries. And, through the clear window he could see you talking to the shopkeeper. Laughing airly pointing at something behind him. 

Eren flinched, hearing his name being called by the food truck. He quickly grabbed his food, and glanced at you again. Only to see you walking away from the small shop. Waving good-bye to the shop owner. 

Eren nodded to himself, slightly disappointed. Before feeling his phone buzz. He quickly picked it up, glancing at the caller ID. 

Happy :) 

He almost dropped his food. Eren quickly rushed to answer the call, placing his phone to his ear. “Happy, Happy! Hi, uhm. Wha— What’s up?” Smooth Yeager.  Smooth. 

“Right, uhm. Stark needs to see you.” 

“Oh uh..” Eren looked at the food in his hand, tilting it to the side so he could check the time. Then, looking in the distance to Stark Industries. “Sure, what time does he need me there?” 

“Like, now.” Happy quickly said. 

Eren’s eyes widened, “Now? You mean like— now, now?!” 

Happy scoffed, “What else would I mean? Yes, now!” 

Eren felt his mouth go dry for a second, unable to speak. “I—I’m like two hours away. I can’t get there in—I can’t get there now.” He quickly defended.

Happy felt himself die a little inside, “Why are you two hours away? Your apartment is literally five minutes away from us?!”

Eren felt himself laugh, “Happy,” he declared, “I have to go to class, my school is close to two hours away.” He was always thankful he chose late classes. 

Happy silently ‘oh’d,’ taking a moment to think. “You can still get here in under thirty minutes.” 

Eren groaned, “Happy… you know that’s not—“

“You have a high tech suit, Eren. You can get here in under thirty minutes.” He shook his head, “You could get here under 10 if you really rushed.”

Eren nodded, “Alright then, I’ll see you in—“ He paused, bringing the phone from his ear to his face. Did he hang… Yeah, he hung up.

Eren quickly bit into his taco, walking towards Stark Industries, glancing at an alleyway and rushing into it. Twisting his backpack to the front of his chest and reaching inside, grabbing his suit. He tossed his bag to the ground, and started to strip. Jumping up and down dramatically to try to remove his sweats, before shoving his foot into the baggie suit. Bumping into a wall before getting it over his torso. Shooting a web at his mask and pulling it to his body, then tugging the fabric over his face. 

Eren smiled, clicking the spider on his chest and allowing the suit to quickly adjust to his skin. Grabbing his backpack, and securing it over his shoulders. Shooting a web on the straps, so it wouldn’t fly off when swinging. 

A mistake in which he has made in the past.

“Good Evening, Eren.”

“Good Evening, Karen.” Eren quickly took to the sky, using a tall building to swing to his location. Which he did get to quickly. In twenty six minutes to be exact. With his spider suit under his sweats and hoodie, he walked into the tall building. Adjusting the collar of his hoodie to better hide the suit underneath. “Petra, good to see you again.” He smiled, “Uhm, Tony called for me. Do you just want me to—”

“Yeah! Just go on up.” She briefly smiled, immediately turning her attention back to her computer. Eren always wondered what she was doing on her computer. He shook his head, making his way to Tony’s floor. Making sure to just walk in and not knock. Besides, Tony’s floor was huge. Just a maze of rooms and twisted halls. 

“Eren?” 

The hairs on the back of his neck stood. How the hell did you get here so fast? Oh yeah, Happy actually liked you, and probably sent a car to get you. Happy was so obvious with favorites. “Did Mr. Stark call you?” You softly asked, walking by his side and tilting your head. “Or?.. Are you lost?”

Eren just nodded. 

You giggled, nodding your head and walking in front of him. “C’mon, I’ll show you the way.” You grabbed his wrist, gently pulling him with you. 

Eren just slowly followed, his eyes drifting over your body. You looked cute today. I mean, you always look cute, but you looked extra cute today. A light blue tight dress that frilled at the bottom. Making your skin pop. Some white short gloves which was an odd thing to see when you always wore black, and a light tan sun hat. Oh, and the cute heels you were wearing. 

You looked really nice. Oddly dressed up. Eren wondered how he didn’t see if sooner. “And, we’re here!” You turned on your heel, pointing to the door behind you. “Stark’s room!” You gave a thumbs up. 

Eren nodded again, bowing his head slightly and walking to the door. Watching secretly as you started to walk away. He noticed you huff, reaching into your bag and grabbing your phone. 

You stared at the screen for a moment, muttering “Harry..” before reluctantly sliding your finger over the screen. I mean, it was only 6:10. You still have twenty minutes before you had to meet up at your agreed location. 

“Hey, Love! What’s up?” 

Now, Eren was intrigued. Also, not very proud of his next actions. But, to be fair! Why was his best friend calling you? And why were you calling him.. Love? So, he followed you. 

You walked further into the hall stopping at the corner. Giggling into your phone, “Yes, I plan on going.” You bit your bottom lip. “Geez, you sound so.. paranoid.” You giggled again. “Yes, I’m going over there right now. Just had to get something from…” You paused, looking to the side and thinking. Actually, it just looked like you hesitated— almost reluctant to speak. “…Levi. He just needed some help” 

You flinched at Harry’s voice. It was loud enough for Eren to hear. “So, Levi called you? C’mon, don’t lie to me like that. Just tell me where you are, and I’ll pick you up.” 

You forced an awkward smile, “Uhm, sure. I’m at Stark Industries. I’ll see—” Your shoulders jumped as you paused. Pulling the phone down from your ear, noticing how Harry ended the call. You stared at your phone for a little, before sighing. “See ya’ in a little.” You placed your phone in your bag, looking at the roof and smiling. Blinking your eyes before walking away. 

Eren wanted to go after you, but couldn’t. I mean, what would he even say? Hell, even if he knew what to say, he still wouldn’t be able to say it. He just took a final glance in your direction, before walking back to Tony’s room. Weakly pulling on his door, and entering. 

“Eren! Good to see you!” Tony said, taking a bite of his salad. Raising a hand to his mouth, and continuing. “How’s the suit? Is it good? Any adjustments I need to make?” 

Eren shook his head, “No, it— it’s pretty good. It’s comfortable, and breathable.” He put his hand to his chest, “It’s good.” 

Tony nodded his head, turning his attention to his Brother. “See, I told you. I made that thing airtight Levi.” 

Levi shook his head, “Well, things change Tony. We have to be constantly checking on the suit.” He walked to Eren, clicking something on his side. 

Eren flinched before a screen of blue projected from his eyes. Levi went forward, and touched a date. Checking on the report. “Wait, this thing records me?” Levi glanced at Eren. But before he could respond, Eren asked another question. “And, how do you know I’m wearing the suit? It’s under my clothing.” 

 Levi pressed his lips together, pausing before answering. “Yes.” He quickly answered, “But, it’s only when you have to suit on.” He clicked another date, fast forwarding the recording. Stopping on Eren eating a churro. “And, it’s peeking over your collar.” 

Eren quickly looked down, glancing at the suit. Seeing it was visible over his hoodie. He could feel his cheeks heat up. “Oh,” He quickly shook his head. “Well, why do you even need to watch me?” 

Levi and Tony looked at eachother. “Well,” Levi began, “The suits are.. powerful. Which means,” He paused again, “With great power comes great responsibility.” Levi nodded once, “We can’t have you robbing banks or anything.” 

Eren laughed, “Sure, okay. I get that.” 

Levi waved his hand over the screen making it disappear. “Karen, send all the information to me and Tony.” 

“Yes, Levi.” There was a brief pause, “Now, sending information.”

“When you say recording when the suits on. You mean no matter where I am, if I have to suit on, it starts recording?” Eren bashfully asked.

Tony looked at him, “Yes, why?” Suddenly, Eren had a bad feeling. “I mean, there's nothing you should be hiding while inside the suit, right?” Tony and Levi were now glaring at him. 

Eren shook his head, waving his hands. “No, no! I mean—“ He sighed, raising his hands to his face. The tips of his ears turned red. “I— I sometimes wear the suit in my apartment and..” He deep inhaled, “..and I like pretending I’m—“

“Oh.” Tony said thoughtfully, “I get it kid. We’ll just tell Karen to cut out the recording in your house.” 

Eren peaked his eyes over his hands, “Really?”

“No.” 

“Levi, Tony. There’s a situation happening near a restaurant.” Karen voiced calmly.

Tony’s eyes widened, looking outside from his window. “God, how long have we been talking?” 

Levi checked his watch, “It’s close to seven ten.” 

Tony grimaced, “Jesus, uhm, Karen. Where is this located?” 

“The newly opened restaurant by the water, it’s called the—“

“The Rose.” Tony finished, he sighed. Running a hand over his face, “I swear that place is a goldmine for—“ 

Eren felt his stomach drop. A horrible realization washed over him. “Y/n’s there.” He quickly said. It felt like he was going to faint. “Y/n’s there. We– We need to–“ 

Levi's hands were on Eren’s shoulders. When did he get there? “Calm down, Eren. We know Y/n’s there. She’ll be fine.” 

“No, she won’t be fine. I– we need to go over there! She could get hurt, or worse…“ He pulled away from Levi, walking toward the door.

Tony was quickly on it. “Karen, pause.” 

Eren paused. Unable to move. He gasped, “Wha–What happened?”

“I seized your movements. You won’t be able to move until I allow it.” Tony sighed, his hands typing on the blue screen keyboard. Bring up the location of the restaurant and yours. 

Eren grunted, trying to move. “Mr. Stark, with all due respect– I’m not a kid. So, stop treating me like one.” 

Tony didn’t respond. He didn’t want to. 

Eren felt his anger rise, annoyed. Maybe he was extra emotional because you could be in trouble. He just started to slowly breathe, trying to calm down. Mr. Stark said you’d be safe. So, you’re going to be safe. Right?… 

Eren let his head drop, before lifting it up again. “Wait,” Eren quickly interrupted, “Since when could Karen do that? She’s never done that for me?” He looked down at his suit. “Why don’t you do that for me, Karen?”

Bitch. I’m sorry, Karen. I didn’t mean that.

“I can't, you're still exploring your suit.” Karen briefly replied.

Eren looked up, trying to glance at Tony or Levi. “Wait, what does she mean by that?” 

Levi looked to the side, walking away. Not wanting to be the one to answer that question. Tony would’ve cussed him out for that, but decided to stay modest. And most importantly, calm. “Uhm,” Tony started, “It means you’re still learning your suit.” He reasoned, “So, Karen won’t send you to the heat of battle just yet.” 

Eren’s eyebrows shot together. That anger returned, “What? I can’t ‘learn’ about my suit if I don’t fight in it.” He shook his head, closing his eyes. Debating about whether or not he should say what he wanted to. He did. 

“Karen, show me the way to The Rose.” 

“Eren,” Tony warned, “Calm down, this was just a precaution. We didn’t want you to die a week after working with the suit.” He gritted, “And, we certainly don’t need you dying now.” 

Eren scoffed, “So, do you just not trust me? I’m not gonna’ die from fighting some random robber.” He shot back, “I’ve dealt with that more than I could count.”

Tony shook his head, “Kid, this isn’t just about you! There are civilians there!” He scoffed, looking to the side and licking his teeth. “If someone dies, that’s on your watch, that’s on you, okay?! But, if you die, that’s on me.” He stood up, pushing his chair away. Running a hand through his hair and sighing, “And, I don’t want that on my conscience.” 

The room was deathly silent. 

“Then, you understand how I feel about Y/n.” He peered over his shoulder, “If she dies, that’s going to be on my conscience. Because deep down, I knew I could’ve at least tried.” He lightly sneered, “And that’s better than standing around and doing nothing. I got this suit purely because of luck, I’ll earn it.” 

Tony softly sighed. “Karen, release.”

Eren jolted forward, shakily exhaling. Placing his hand to his mouth and whispering, “Karen, we’re going to have a very serious talk about consent.” 

“Of course, Eren.”

Tony sighed, quickly looking at Levi. Reading his lips. ‘Don’t do it.’

“Fine, go.” Tony said, “Just—“ Tony took a deep breath, “Just don’t die.” 

Eren smiled, nodding his head briefly. “I won’t.” 

Levi pointed to a window, seeing as it was open. “Go.” And just like that, Ere– Spider-Man was gone. His street clothes resting on the ground. Levi looked at Tony. “Want me to follow him.” 

“Oh yeah, definitely.” Tony enhanced his screen, “But, give him a chance. Only interfere if you feel his life is in danger.” He thought for a second, “Or wins.”

Levi nodded once, clicking his watch. Allowing the suit to bubble over his skin. Tony shook his head smugly. He was such a badass for finally working with Nanotechnology.  

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          Location: The Rose, Some Fancy Restaurant…

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You glanced at your phone. 

6:45.

You scrunched your nose in distaste. The date already started close to twenty five minutes ago, yet it felt like hours. Harry was rambling about Oscorp. A subject you personally felt uncomfortable to hear, let alone talk about. You were literally working at the rival corporation.

“Are you enjoying your wine?” 

You smiled, nodding your head. “Well, I’m technically not allowed to but,” you leaned closer, whispering, “Yeah, it’s way better than random party beer.” 

Harry’s eyebrows came together, “Allowed to? Are you not twenty one?” 

You giggled, “Yeah, I’m twenty. I’m just a young senior.” You tilted your head, “I told you this over the phone.” 

Harry forced a smile, adjusting his collar. “Oh yes, I remember.” No, he didn’t. 

You chewed your lip. “Right, uhm..” you mumbled. “How’s– how’s Eren?” You said, desperately trying to change the subject. Eren just happens to be the most familiar. 

“Oh, he’s good. Working at–“ he gestured his hand at you, “Stark Industries.”

Do we always have to talk about Stark Industries? “I know,” you added, “I work with him.” You cringed at the awkward conversation. You let your fake nails drum on the clothed table lightly. Mindlessly looking to the side. Trying to think of something. “You two are best friends, right?” You asked. 

Harry slowly nodded, guilt traveling up his spine. I mean, here he was on a date with the girl his best friend had been crushing on for god knows how long. “Yeah.” He replied. 

“Does he like me?” You asked, eyes moving to him for a second. “Like a friend, that is.” You clarified. Feeling your face slightly heaten up at the small miscommunication. Harry noticed. 

“No.” He quickly answered, jealousy filling his mind. He noticed your hurt expression, and quickly spoke again. t

Trying to fix his answer, “I mean. I think he does. He doesn’t really talk about you.” Harry’s eyebrows raised for a second. A small gesture he did when not particularly speaking the truth.

He’s lying. You thought. But, why would he lie about that? “Really?” You slowly said, Harry nodded. You let out a small giggle. “Awh, that sucks. I totally was starting to like him.” You noticed the way Harry’s jaw clenched. You turned to the side, getting bored of the conversation. I mean, it’s not like you enjoyed talking to a liar.

Harry noticed how to slowly distanced yourself from him, “Uhm, what’s your favorite sweet spot?” He asked, trying to keep you engaged. 

You shrugged, “I don’t know. I don’t really tell people that, I don’t want it to be overcrowded.” Selfish, maybe. But you had to do what you had to do. 

Harry internally cringed at your response. If he thought you were bored before, he was certain you were now. “Have you been here?” He gestured to the restaurant. “I heard it’s really good, my father and brother like to visit often.” He shifted, slightly uncomfortable by bringing up his brother Jean. “But, this is my first time here.” 

You glanced at him. “Really?” You huffed, crossing a leg over the other. Eyes moving across the dimly lit area. People conversing with others, causing a background hum of conversation to play. “I expected someone like you to always be in a place like this.” 

He laughed heartily, “Oh no, this isn’t my scene. I prefer In-and-out from California. I usually go every weekend.” 

Right. You slowly nodded your head, reaching for your glass of wine and sipping on it. That was— a very out of touch comment. You’re such a hypocrite Y/n.

The air tensed again, conversation stopping. Soft drumming of your nails against the table being stronger than the connection between the two of you.

This date was not going well. 

“So, I heard you’re starting to work with nanotechnology.” He quipped, leaning into you. 

You slowly giggled, not really wanting to talk about your corporation’s technology. Or any corporation's technology for that matter. “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe..” You swirled your wine glass, taking a sip. “I think I’ve heard like, Levi say something.” You shrugged your shoulders. 

“Do you always talk like that?” He said, eyes boring into yours. His lips pressed in a thin line. 

You blinked a few times, tilting your head to the side. “Like what?…” You questioned with an unsure laugh. 

He smiled for a second, “Uhm, Like- Do you like? Sorry, are you like literally kidding me? Literally.” He laughed to himself, “That’s all I hear you say, it’s really—“ Harry paused with his mouth open, like he was stopping himself from speaking. “..weird.” 

You felt your tongue run over your teeth. He was going to say ‘annoying.’ Oh..

Your eyebrows came together. “What's that supposed to mean?” Was he belittling you? You placed your drink down, glaring at him. “Are you? Mocking me?..” you said with an unsure airy laugh.

Yes. Harry thought. 

He shook his head, raising his hands. “Of course not, I just—“ he sighed, looking to the side. His hand running over his chin. “It just seems forced, working at Stark Industries, holding school and city events, attending NYU. It just— it doesn't make sense.” 

You blinked a few times, your eyes trained on him. “What doesn't make sense?” You asked, hands grabbing the end of your dress. 

Harry took a sip of his drink, noticing your change in demeanor. Has Harry ever seen you mad? Actually, have you ever even been mad at anyone? He thickly swallowed. This isn’t going the way he planned, “I— You know what I mean Y/n..” 

You shook your head slowly, “No, I don’t.” You said, “I think you need to clarify.” 

Harry leaned back, his body slightly turned to the side. “I just— you have to be hiding something. Or, doing something behind the scenes.” 

You scoffed, “Are you saying I sleep with—“ 

“No, that’s not what I’m saying.” 

You shook your head and turned to the side, looking off in the distance. Trying to enjoy the location despite the person sitting across from you. 

“What I mean is, you can’t be a complete..” 

“A complete what?”

“A dumbass, you can’t be a complete dumbass.” 

You felt your eyes widen, shocked by his words. Well, not really, just more surprised. He thinks I’m an idiot. You scoffed at your thoughts. No, he thinks I’m a dumbass. Turning your head back to look at him, your lips parted slightly. “I— I don’t..“ You sighed, grabbing your drink again. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. This is how I am.” You bit your lip, “I don’t know how you expect me to be, Harry.” You sighed, forcing a smile. “This is how I am. I just happen to be very lucky with the opportunities presented to me.”  

“I don’t..” He sighed, “I don’t believe that, Y/n. Someone’s got to be–“ he pressed his lips together, before shaking his head. “I can take care of you.” He said, completely changing his sentence to something else. 

Your head tilted down, looking at him through your lashes. A look of slight discomfort, or pain washing over your face. Eyes glossy. 

Shit. Not good Harry. “Yeah, you— you wouldn’t need to do any of that. I could take care of it all.” He said. Good way to change the subject.

You could feel your eyebrows furrow. Why does this sound so familiar?... “Really?..” You slowly said. 

Harry nodded, reaching his hand out to your shoulder. Rubbing it soothingly, trying to calm you down. “Of course.” He cooed. 

You closed your eyes for a second, sighing. “You hate your brother Jean, right? Harry?”

Harry nodded, “I do, he’s horrible, controlling, cocky..” He laughed, lowering his hand to yours, holding it. 

Your eyes darted to his hand, before looking back at him. “That’s what I thought.” You laughed, pulling your hand back. You’re such a hypocrite, Harry. “Because, you sound exactly like him.” You stood up before he could even reply. “I think I'm going to go home.” You pushed your chair back in, taking a final sip of your drink and putting the cup back down on the table. “Goodbye, Harry.” 

Harry was stunned. He was anything, but his brother.

You grabbed your bag and walked away. You could hear Harry standing up and running after you. A mantra of your name leaving his lips, trying to get you to stop moving. 

Why does everyone assume you want to be taken care of? You couldn’t help, but laugh. Back in highschool everyone told you, you were too independent. And now you weren’t dependant enough? 

You glanced at the time. 

7:09

That was a short lived date—

You flinched when someone screamed. Turning your head in their direction. A random person running into your shoulder. You grimaced, bringing your hand to the shoulder. Rubbing it soothingly, “Ouch.” You whispered, rolling out your shoulder for a second before looking back at the initial sound. I mean, it sounded like someone got hurt. 

If anything —you laughed at the thought— it sounded a villain was attacking this plac—

You could feel every fiber of confidence drain from your body. Chills crawling up your body. You shakily inhaled, your arms going to your side, hands going slack. Dropping all of your belongings. You could feel your body tense with fear. 

Cold, pure, fear.

“What the..”

Because, in front of you, was a fifteen meter, giant, armed, tech, titan. Looming over the skylight. Eyes glowing bright yellow, staring down at you. 

Or, at least it felt like it.

Right behind him another, ten meters taller. 

You could feel your knees give out, failing to take a step back as you fell to your ass. Your pupils shrinking with fear, your lips parting. You wanted to scream, but were unable to. 

Now you know why Stark said you couldn’t use the suit. You were too frightened by things like this to even move. 

You didn’t even notice Harry was trying to call out your name until you breathed. Sucking in air like you were deprived of it your whole life. “Y/n, get over here!” 

You looked over your shoulder for a second. Before looking at the giant in front of you. Harry was way too far to run to. You’re sure it would catch the giant's attention. What—what do I do?

It’s like time slowed down, the villain's hand going to the roof. Holy shit, he was going to break it.

You rolled under a table. Feeling the cloth that covered it tanging into your body, and pushing through. A hand coming over your eyes as the building's roof collapsed. 

It was dark. 

Thick cloth covering the table’s sides. Draping to the floor, blocking the light of the restaurant. Dark. It’s dark. 

Your phone! Your phone! Call someone, Y/n! Your hands went to your thighs, patting it furiously. “Dress, fuck! I’m wearing a dress!” You shouted, unable to breathe. It didn’t even matter, your phone was probably under the ruble. 

You closed your eyes accepting, there was no possible way of getting it now. 

You felt helpless. What the hell do you do? You were wearing a minidress you couldn’t run in without holding it down. You grabbed a fork which had fallen to the ground. 

Taking a shaky breath. 

You listened.

‘Creak.’ ‘Creak..’ ‘Creak…’

Right. Was to the right of you?

A foot, a big foot. Walking through the debris. Creaking— cracking under their iron. They were walking, why was it walking? You were sure people were under that debris. And what about you? Were you about to get stepped on? You should be worried, right?

No, you had a fork. You had a fork. 

You could only listen. Your eyes trained on the dirty floor. It was quiet. Silence. Silent. Quiet..

When.. It was wet. Why was the floor wet? A pearl of water fell on your hand holding the fork. You were crying. Tears falling from your eye without the need of blinking. 

Because, it wasn’t dark. It wasn’t dark anymore. 

Eyes tilted up, peering at the settling sky and the massive hand looming over you. Grabbing onto your much smaller frame and lifting you into the night sky. Tight. It’s tight. It hurts. I can’t— breathe.

You tried— and tried. Stabbing into the hand with the dull fork. Screaming at the top of your lungs, throat dry and painful. Did it always hurt to scream? “Let go of me!” 

You tried to stab them. “Let go!” You screamed. Thrashing, hitting, crying, anything to loosen the grip this massive villain had on you. You cried when he brought you to his face. 

It was looking at you.

His free hand coming to your face, and whipping away your tears. You took this time to scan over your captor. The one holding you was the taller one. Twenty five meters. You wondered how it even saw you. 

“Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to touch women?” Someone taunted, “Or, are you just a jerk who needs to learn about consent?” 

You turned over your shoulder, hair whipping around as you peered at the person. Your lips naturally coming up into an awkward smile at the masked individual's words. 

So this was the infamous Spider-Man. “Hi, there Gorgeous. Don’t panic, ‘kay?” 

You nodded, watching him jump off the building— swinging in your direction. Webs shooting in different directions. Confusing you on where he was going to go. 

Wait, gorgeous? Stop, dont. Look where you are, try to help Y/n. You looked to the side, searching for Harry. Maybe— Maybe, he could distract the villain. And maybe, it would let go of you. He could help you escape. 

Harry, where are you? You could feel your stomach turn. Is he okay? Did he?— Only to see his car driving off in the distance. Well that’s good to know. You grunted, feeling the hand tighten around you. You needed to do something, and you need to do something now.

You weren’t going to die. Not to-fucking-day. You turned to the villain, hand pushing him away. Waving your arms around frantically, trying to gain the attention of the thing holding you. 

It looked at you. Your hand flew in front of you, outstretched. The fork flew into his eyes, stabbing it. The villain grunted in pain, hand hitting his face—trying to soothe the stinging pain.

Unknowingly letting go of you. Butterflies. You loved the feeling of butterflies on roller coasters, or droppers. You didn’t like them now. You didn’t like them knowing there was nothing stopping you from hitting the ground.

Holy shit, were you going to die? The other armored villain noticed. Almost panicking and reaching for you, trying to grab you before hitting the ground. 

You couldn’t help but wonder— Why?

Spider-Man shot a web at the villain’s hand. Sticking it to his face. Shooting another and swinging in your direction, scoping you up before you hit the ground. “Jesus, Gorgeous what did you do? Villains don’t grab random civilians, and try to save them for no reason.” he looked over his shoulder, glancing at the villains. 

What were they doing here? What was their goal, or purpose? What were they going to do in the small time frame he was gone? Trying to find a safe space to put you. What would they do? Who were they going to hurt?

You gripped his neck, stuffing your head inside.“I– I don’t know.” You sobbed, trying to answer his question “I really don’t, I thought I was going to— I thought..” 

Eren could feel his heart break. Seeing as you broke down in his arms, literally. He inhaled, pressing his lips together. His grip tightening across your waist. “It’s okay, it’s okay.” he softly reassured, “You’re safe, nothing’s ever going to happen to you.” I promise.

Spider-Man jumped onto a roof, helping you onto your feet.Your hands stayed on his shoulders for a second, fake nails digging into his suit before slowly letting go. His eyes widened for a second only to return back to normal. His right hand coming to your face and wiping your tears. “I’ll be right back. Once I know that everyone over there is safe, I’ll take you home.” 

Eren felt himself stop, his hand holding your face. His other on your arm. He didn’t want to leave. 

You nodded, leaning into his touch. Whispering softly, “Okay.” Before sighing, trying to collect yourself. You placed your hand over his. Squeezing it. “There were around one hundred and fifty people, upon the initial attack.” You quickly said, “When the building was damaged, roughly seventy five. I don’t know where the other half went.” You carefully explained, trying to make sure all this information was being processed. Even if it wasn’t that much.

You were sure you watched two of them get crushed under the rubble. Not a hundred percent sure. Spider-Man nodded. That grounded him in the situation, and partially shocked him. How the hell did you manage to process all that information, while also trying to keep yourself safe. In fact— your whole speaking mannerism changed. 

There are more important things to worry about, Eren. He nodded, “Thank you.” 

You nodded back and he was gone, rushing back to the restaurant. Leaving you a mess. You took a step back, exhaling shakily. Closing your eyes and clasping your hands together. Trying to comfort yourself. Moving your hands to your shoulders and giving a self-hug. 

“You know, it’s really odd to silently watch a girl, right?” You asked, your voice deep yet somewhat playful. A complete opposite of what you normally sounded like. “Or, do we need to have a conversation about that again?”

It always amazed Levi how fast you could switch. You really perfected your act as the innocent and stupid bimbo. Sometimes, even Levi forgot you were pretending. Levi shook his head, landing on the roof. “No, that won’t be necessary. I was just scanning you, Y/n. Making sure you're completely fine.” He put a hand on your shoulder, “And, I managed to remove all civilians safely.” 

You smiled, “Good.” Pressing his hand off your shoulder. Forcing a smile at him, while taking a few steps back. Enjoying the air. Trying to cool off from the very recent situation. Well, to be fair— this has become a normal thing after working with Stark. Of course, no matter what, you’d always freak out. Who wouldn’t? I mean, you’re looking at a deadly villain. But, it became something you learned to calm yourself down from. Even if it took a few minutes.

You raised your hands in the air, stretching out your arms. Trying to get your shoulders to pop. “Anyways,” You whispered, “Why didn’t you tell me you started using the suit I designed?” You put up a finger, “And, don’t lie to me, I can tell what my designs are.” You said, recalling back to the suit. 

Levi chuckled, “Of course you do, nothing can slip by the talented mind of yours.” 

“You don’t need to tell me.” You interrupted, looking at your nails and smiling. Peeking up for a moment for Levi’s reaction. He always hated when you played with him. But, that’s why you did it. 

Levi rolled his eyes, clicking his wrist and his suit reversing. “But, that’s not what I’m here to talk about.”

You placed your hand on your hip, “Of course. I knew you weren’t just checking up on me.” Levi was about to respond, but you put up a finger. Already knowing what he was going to ask you. “No, I don’t know the villain.” You sighed boredly, “And, I sure as hell don’t know why it tried to save me.” You took a deep breath, “And, I quite honestly don’t want to.” 

Levi nodded, leaning on a door leading into the roof the two of you were standing on. “Do you want me to take you home?” 

You felt your chest tighten at that question, wanting to immediately say no. Considering how last time he took you home he almost dropped you. –On purpose– you weren’t risking that again. “I’m good, Levi.” You said, waving your hand. You turned away, “I’ll let Spider-boy take me home.” 

Levi could have imagined it, but he could’ve sworn you smiled. He would’ve laughed at that thought, you? Smiling over a boy? Yeah, he must’ve imagined it. 

You literally hated every man you ever met. With the few exceptions being him, Tony, and Happy. Sometimes  

And, that boy you were starting to talk about at work. But, other than that. Nope, hated them all. And, he couldn’t even blame you.. 

Spider-Man landed on the ground, grimacing. Scoffing for a second, “They’re gone.” He searched around, trying to look around for any potential clues, or people. “But how?” He questioned, “Something that big can’t disappear without a trace.” He sighed, running a hand over his face. “Hey, Karen?” He slowly asked, flipping over a large piece of wood with ease.

“Yes, Eren?” 

“Can you do a scan of this place? Is that— something you can do?” 

“Yes, Eren. Currently scanning.” 

Eren looked around, trying to find anything. Yet, there was nothing. He groaned, “So what was the point of that thing even coming?” 

“Scan complete, unable to locate any civilians.” 

He sighed, taking a final step back. His foot landed on something. His head cocked back, looking at the item he stepped on. 

It was a phone. A bag not too far from it. Actually, this phone looked really familiar. It was your phone. Eren grabbed it, along with the purse. 

“Eren, you’re receiving a call from Tony. Do you wish to pick up?”

Eren bit his cheek, eyes drifting to the side thoughtfully. “Yes, please.” He briefly said, placing the phone inside your purse. Then slinging it over his body. 

Eren saw the corner of his display with a small microphone. Lighting up once Tony spoke. “Eren, how’d it go? Hope no one—“

“Everyone’s fine. No one’s hurt, I had Karen scan the place.” He sighed, walking to the edge of the building. Seeing as a metal piece was standing out from the rest of the rubble. How did I not notice that before?

“That’s good to hear, kid.” Tony paused, “Did you happen to find anything?” 

Eren squatted to the floor, wiping his gloved hand over the metal scrap. Trying to remove the wood dust. His eyebrows moving together, expressing his confusion. “Uhm, Karen? Is it possible to show what I’m seeing?” He tilted his head, “Like a facetime?” 

“Yes, Eren.” 

Tony’s face popped up, before quickly minimizing. “What am I looking at, kid?” He squinted, getting closer to the screen and grabbing his glasses.

Eren rolled his eyes at that question. “It’s a part of the villain's suit.” He pressed his lips together, disappointed. “There’s some writing engraved into the iron, but it’s scratched off.” 

Tony audibly sighed. “I’ll go have Levi pick it up.” He said, “And, make sure you go straight home after this..” 

Eren’s eyebrows came together. “Alright.” With that, the call ended. Eren sighed, keeping his gaze on the metal. His ears perked to the sound of one of the suits. 

Levi. 

Eren took it as he cue to leave. Trying to find the place he left you before. Eren landed on the roof. His eyes on your back, watching as you sat on the edge of the building. Watching the city. “Enjoying the view?” He asked, making you turn your head to him. 

“It’s pretty enough.” You plainly said, tossing a chunk of hair behind your shoulder. Trying to enjoy the soft cool breeze. Jeez, you should really cut your hair. 

Eren could feel himself pause. You sounded— different?.. Almost more chill, and sarcastic. 

He stood behind you, “What?” He said, trying to sound offended. “I made sure to bring you to my favorite building.” His hand went to his waist as he tilted his head. 

You peered over your shoulder, displaying an amused smile. “Did you now?” You taunted, eyes moving to the purse wrapped around his body. “It looks good on you.” 

Eren smiled, his eyes closing slightly. “Good to know.” 

You stood up, dusting off your butt and walking to him. Pressing a strand of hair behind your ear. Outstretching your hand for your purse. Grabbing your phone from the bag. Smiling at the small device. “Thanks.” You softly said. Checking the time. You grimaced. “It’s so late, jesus.” 

Spider-Man took a step in your direction. “It’s a Friday? I consider nine thirty pretty early.” His head tilted to the side. 

You sighed, shaking your head. “No it’s— I’m holding a big event tomorrow, and co-hosting a party a few hours after.” You said with a groan. “Honestly, I don’t even know why I agreed to the party.” 

“I’m sure you’ll find a way to manage.” 

You looked at him, then to the city. “It’s not only that.” You softly said, trying to hide a smile. “I kinda’ want to call someone and tell them about this horrible date.” Eren flashed through your head. You wanted to call him and tell him all about what just happened. 

Horrible date? Spider-Man thought. Oh yeah, you were on a date with Harry. Eren forgot about that. 

You sighed, looking back at the city. You softly sighed, “I swear, I don’t know why I put myself through that.” You said, “I didn’t even want to go on a date with Harry, I just said yes to be nice.” 

“Then, say no.” Spider-Man responded, “I can assure you, this probably wouldn’t have happened if you said no.” Also, Eren was salty. 

You turned back, glaring at him. Muttering a sarcastic ‘Thanks,’ through grit teeth. You watched as his eyes squinted as he nodded his head. The son of a bitch was smiling. 

Yet, you couldn’t help but smile back. 

You bit your lip, “I– I just can’t, I don’t want to hurt his feelings.” You smiled to yourself, taking a step back. “Besides, it would be out of character for me to decline.” You softly muttered, “I’m supposed to be the sweet and innocent–” dumbass.

Spider-Man’s hand raised for a moment, only to return back to his side. “If you’re not comfortable with something, you don’t have to do it.” He said, “As a woma–” He paused, noticing the way you glared at him. “It’s just not a safe mindset for you, you shouldn’t comfort people at the expense of yourself.” 

You felt your shoulder tense, your eyes darting to the spider in front of you. Eye wide and sparkling, before smiling– letting your hand rub your forearm. “Yeah?” You playfully questioned. 

Spider-Man nodded, “Yeah.” 

You nodded, letting your head fall to the side. “Maybe,” you said, “I’ll think about it.” There was a small comfortable silence between you two. Your hands coming behind your back and holding into your skirt. You blinked a few times, turning away as you felt your cheeks heat up. “Now,” You started, looking around, “How are you going to fly me home?” 

Spider-Man tilted his head. A hand on his hip, “Who said anything about flying?” 

You blinked a few times. “We’re not flying?”

“Nope.”

“Then.. what are we doing?” 

Squinted eyes, Spider-Man was smiling again. 

“Oh-no.”

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          Location: The Sparkling Buildings of New York…

╰─..★.──────────╯

You gripped onto his shoulder, wrapping your arms around his waist. “Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit!” You shouted, shoving your face into his neck. Why did I say yes to this! You would’ve preferred Levi almost dropping you to this. “I don’t think I want to do this anymore!” You shouted, shaking into his arms. 

Spider-Man turned his head ever-so-slightly to your ear. “You’re doing great, I promise you, you’re fine.” He sounded like he was whispering, maybe your ears were just ringing. 

You softly groaned, “No, I know I’m doing fine.” You cringed at the thought, “I’m just totally flashing everyone in this mini-skirt right now.” You tightened your arms around him. When you felt his free hand press against your thighs. Pressing the skirt against your skin. 

You jumped at the sensation, feeling your skin heat up. Was he touching your?.. You turned to him, pressing your lips to his ear. “I’m going to ignore the fact you’re literally touching my ass but–” You said with a laugh, obviously teasing the boy. You knew deep down he was just trying to help. 

You heard Spider-Man yelp, before pulling his hand away. “Oh my god! I’m so sorry– I was just trying to–” 

You loudly laughed, cutting him off. “I was just messing with you Spider-boy. I know you were just trying to help.” You teased, “Don’t take everything so seriously.” 

Spider-Man forced a laugh, nodding his head. When you felt him land on your staircase. Putting you down on your latter escape. You slowly placed your feet down on the railing, keeping your hands on his shoulders. His hands on your waist for stability. 

You were on your latter escape. Wait, you don’t remember telling him where you lived– maybe you did… You felt his hand slowly move up your waist. You couldn’t help but feel your skin spike. You really liked his hands on you, it reminded you of–

“And there you go.” Spider-Man said, hands perfectly pressed to the dip of your waist. His hands were so big. “All safe, and sound.”

“Uhm, thanks.” You softly said, letting your eyes drop to the side. “I appreciate you taking me home.” 

Spider-Man tilted his head, raising an eyebrow. “Really?’ he asked, “Cause I could’ve sworn you were begging for me to put you down.” I could beg for other things, Gorgeous– Don’t Eren. 

You smiled, “I could be begging for other things, Spidey.” You said with a laugh, leaning back from him. Still keeping your hands on his shoulders. Loving how he kept his on your waist. “But, I don’t think you’re for that.” 

Jesus, you were perfect for him. Spider-Man’s laugh echoed through your head, making your cheeks heaten up. How could someone with a face mask be so– attractive and kinda’ cute.

“Do you always mess around with guys that swing you home, Gorgeous?” 

You laughed, rolling your eyes playfully. “Do you call everyone gorgeous?” 

“Only the ones who are.” 

“Then, only the ones I like.” You responded, smiling as you stood on your tippy toes. Getting closer to his face. “And, I somewhat like you, Spidey.” 

Spider-Man tilted his head, his eyes squinting slightly. “How many other spider guys do you like?” He asked. 

You looked to the side playfully, smiling to yourself. “Just the ones who call me gorgeous.” You pressed a finger to his shoulder, “Which is a lot more than you’d think.” 

Spider-Man’s eyes closed for a second, letting out a loud laugh. “Really.” He playfully said, “How many guys are you talking to?” 

“So many.” You said with an eye roll, “But, they don’t matter.” Apparently more than half of them want to take care of me. “They’re all gross boys.” 

Spider-Man nodded in agreement. “Brutal. Men happen to be pigs.” He said, looking to the side. 

You nodded, before looking at your hand. Seeing you were still holding into him. You pulled away from him, placing your hands on his chest to push him away. “I guess it’s time for you to leave then?” You said questioningly, not knowing whether or not you wanted him to go. 

You didn’t really want him too. 

“Damn, do you think I’m a gross boy?” Spider-Man said, pretending to act offended. A hand placed to his chest dramatically. “Is that why you’re kicking me out?”

You let your hand drop to your skirt, fixing it around your waist. While dusting off some imaginary dirt, you giggled, “Oh yeah, the grossest of them all.” You exclaimed, leaning back on your sticker decorated window. “Ew, get away from me.” 

Spider-Man laughed, leaning back on the railing. Placing the back of his hand on his forehead, “Ah! You wound me..” He said, trying to suppress the laugh building in his throat. He wanted to mess with you, somehow..

You turned away, crossing your arms over your chest playfully. “Good.” You said, “Now get your gross spider-self away from me.” You turned over your shoulder, looking at Spider-man. He was just staring at you, like he was trying to figure out what to say. 

Before his eyes widened in realization. “If that’s how it is…” You watched as he leaned back, your eyes moving up and down his frame in confusion. What is he doing?.. You quickly reached out, twisting your body to face him as you rushed over– trying to grab onto his arm. Unfortunately, you were too slow. You watched in horror as his body fell back over the railing. 

You ran to the edge of the railing, peering over the side in fear. “Oh my god! Are you—” 

Spider-Man waved at you, holding onto the web attached to the railing. His eyes squinted. He was smiling. You rolled your eyes, scoffing. Throwing your phone at his face, only for him to dodge it completely— sending a web after it. 

“Asshole!” You shouted, watching him slowly climb up your railing again. You couldn’t help but smile, despite how much you desperately wanted not to. That’s why you kept your back to him. 

“Oh, so you do care about this gross boy.” 

“Shut the fuck up—“

“Here.” Spider-Man lifted your phone, handing it to you. 

You snatched it from him, giving him a playful glare. Muttering a strained, “Thank you.” Before leaning on the railing. Tilting your head down and looking at Spider-Man. Your lips pressed together tightly. 

Spider-Man tilted his head, his eyes squinted slightly. “Anything for you.” He said, noticing the way you avoided eye contact. Were you embarrassed?

You bit the inside of your cheek, looking to the side. Trying to suppress the big smile on your lips, only to fail miserably. You looked back down at him, tilting your head to the side. “You’re—“ you huffed playfully, “You’re something else.” 

“You like it.” Spider-Man teased.

You leaned further down, Spider-Man went a little more up. You couldn't help but say, “I do.” The two of you stayed like that for a moment, noses practically touching. You ran your tongue over your lips, tasting the peach lipgloss you were wearing. “What?” You teased, “You waiting for a kiss or something?” 

“Am I getting one?” If so, I’ll wait till the end of time. Spider-Man couldn’t help but think. 

You hummed thoughtfully, “Maybe.” You told him. Looking to the side, letting your hands fall to his face. 

“Then, I’ll wait till the end of time.” 

You laughed, biting your bottom lip for a second before leaning forward. Pressing a quick kiss to his covered lips. Then pulling back. You giggled for a moment, pointing at his lips. “You got a little something..”

Spider-Man laughed, his head tilting back for a second. His hand came to his lip, “Do I?” He pulled his hand in front of his eyes, looking at the slightly sticky substance. Lip gloss. 

“It suits you.” You told him, “you should wear it more often.” 

“Should I start now?” 

“Oh shut up.” You said, pushing him away playfully. “Get outta’ my face.” You leaned back from the railing, leaning on your window and slowly pulling it up. Opening the window to your pink room. 

“Only one kiss?—“ 

“Goodnight, Spider-Man.” You said, sliding into your room. 

“Goodnight, gorgeous.” 

You smiled. 

Spider-Man quickly shot a web, swinging away. Yet, he couldn't help but think how different you were. You’re snarky and sassy, bubbly and intelligent. It was nice. Eren liked this side of you. Actually, no. He was dying to know more about you by the second. 

You fell on top of your bed, grabbing onto one of your pillows. Placing your face into it and smiling. Butterflies swarmed your stomach, making you softly giggle. Why were you acting so… girly?

You reached for your sketchbook, grabbing a pencil and opening up the book. Flipping to a blank page, and placing your pencil on the paper. Sketching something out loosely. 

Spider-Man. 

His eyes specifically, you wanted to make them more expressive. If that was possible. You thought it was cute, how his eyes squinted when he smiled. You wanted to expand on that, except when he spoke. Rather than only when he smiled. 

You jumped at the sound of your phone ‘buzzing!’ making you turn to the sound. You weren’t expecting a call from anyone. You picked up your phone, looking at the caller ID. 

‘Harry’

You squished your eyebrows together, thinking for a second. Then, picking up the phone. “Y/n!” Harry exclaimed, “I’m so sorry for–” 

“Leaving me?” You asked. You could feel your eyes widen for a second. Crap, I’m not talking to Spider-Man anymore. 

It took him a second to respond. “Yeah.. Well, you can’t blame me! Survival of the fittest, right?”

You slowly took in a breath, holding it before responding. “Yeah, I totally get it Harry!” You told him, trying to bring your energy back. Yet, for some reason you couldn’t do it like before. It felt like… you were tired. “Don’t worry about it, babe.” 

“Right,” Harry said, “You’re not mad right?” He slowly said, “Like I said, it wasn’t my fault.” There was some shuffling before he spoke again. “No, I need you to drive to Stark Apartments.” 

Was someone driving him somewhere? You nodded, “Uh– Yes, Harry. I’m not mad, it’s totally fine.” You said, grabbing your pencil and continuing to draw. “I get it, I probably would have done the same thing.” 

“Alright, that’s good to hear then.” Harry said, sighing out in relief. “Then, how about a reschedule?” He asked. 

You opened your mouth, almost in shock. There was no way he was asking for a second date, not after he left you. You swallowed, “Uhm, yeah–” You caught a glimpse of the drawing in front of you. The person that you were drawing flashed through your head.

Spider-Man. 

You thought for a second, remembering what Spider-Man had told you;

“I swear, I don’t know why I put myself through this.” You said, “I didn’t even want to go on a date with Harry, I just said yes to be nice.” 

“Then, say no.” He responded, “I can assure you, this probably wouldn’t have happened if you said no.” Also, Eren was salty… 

Yet, you couldn’t help but smile back. 

You bit your lip, “I– I just can’t, I don’t want to hurt his feelings.” You smiled to yourself, taking a step back. “Besides, it would be out of character for me to decline.” You softly muttered, “I’m supposed to be the sweet and innocent–” dumbass.

Spider-Man’s hand raised for a moment, only to return back to his side. “If you’re not comfortable with something, you don’t have to do it.”

You sighed, bringing the phone from your face and looking at the caller ID again. “So?.. I’m rescheduling?” 

“No.” You said without thought. You surprised yourself with the fast reply, before quickly adding– “Thank… you.” You smiled to yourself, “I already have plans.” 

“I didn’t even say the date–” 

You ended the call before he could even finish his sentence, not interested whatsoever to go on another date with him. I mean, he literally left you for dead. On top of that, he was more worried about rescheduling a date rather than if you were okay. Not once did he ask you that. In fact, he didn’t even ask how you got home. More or less, if you got home.

Besides, whatever date he said you’d probably be busy. You scrolled through your phone, searching for a contact. Smiling to yourself once you found it. 

‘Eren’ 

You wanted to spend some time with him. 

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          Location: Back to Eren’s Comfy Apartment…

╰─..★.──────────╯

Eren –well– Spider-man couldn’t help but feel giddy. He finally got to speak to his long term crush! You! Eren finally found a way to talk to you without sounding like a complete idiot. It was nice. On top of that, he spoke to a completely different version of you. He felt.. different– special. He really liked it. It was like a secret only the two of you knew. 

Today was just going his way. 

Eren landed on his balcony, removing his mask. Taking in a deep breath. Before removing the rest of his suit. Glancing at himself in the mirror, seeing how much more built he became after all the swinging and fighting. 

Eren grabbed some pajama pants, putting them on. He didn’t bother putting on a shirt, why would he? He was in the comfort of his house.

“What the fuck.” 

Eren could feel his heart drop. Turning over his shoulder and peering at his best friend Armin sitting down on his bed. 

There was a thick silence. 

“You're the Spider-Man— from YouTube.” He said, his jaw on the floor. 

“I’m not— I’m not!” 

“Dude, you were— fucking!” Armin gestured to the roof, then to the suit. “There’s no covering this up.” 

Eren felt his eyes widen, his hand coming over his face. “What the fuck are you doing here?!” He whisper shouted. 

Armin shrugged quickly, his eyes bursting out of his head. “I don’t know?! I was trying to cheer you up because I heard Harry was on a date with Y/n and when I saw you weren’t here I was like–” He took a deep breath, “I should wait for him in his bed or something! He’s probably out drinking! Then, you come swinging in like a fucking spider– and you think I’m crazy?!” Armin whisper shouted back. “Here you are dressed like Spider-Man!” 

Armin loudly –and dramatically– gasped. “Unless, you're the Spider-Man.” 

Eren slapped his face. Smart but slow his best friend was. He looked back at Armin, “Okay, look–” he started, “You can’t tell anyone this because if Mr. Stark or Mr. Ackerman find out– they’ll kill me!” 

Armin loudly –and dramatically– gasped, again. “Tony Stark made your suit?!” He asked, “Wait, do you think I could get a suit?!” 

Eren groaned, turning his back to his friend and running his hand through his hair. Jesus Levi’s going to kill me.

“Wait, does this make you an Avenger?!” Armin quickly asked, smiling like an idiot.

Eren felt his pride swell, taking a step back and puffing up his chest. And, not going to lie, he was flexing a little. “Yeah, basically.” He answered. 

Armin took a step back, practically tripping over his feet. Oh my god, he was going to pass out. 

Eren quickly shot a web, catching his best friend. Armin looked at the web connected from his friend's wrist and his torso. “Dude, this is so fucking gross, and cool.” 

Eren couldn’t help but be slightly offended. My power’s cool. Eren’s ears perked to the sound of knocking. Someone was knocking at his door.

Fuck me, god is really on my side today. 

Eren quickly shot a web at his suit, bringing it to his hand and shoving it underneath the mattress of his bed. He glared at Armin, “You don’t say anything!” He strictly said, “You’re going to stay in this room and stay quiet.” Eren shot a web after his broken glasses and placed them on, then ruffled his hair. 

“But–”

Eren pointed a finger at Armin, glaring at him. Armin just looked at the ground in defeat, hearing Eren shut the bedroom door behind him. Eren rushed to his front door, opening it for the person. He groggily added, “Hello?..” To the person, trying to make it seem like he just woke up. Or, he stayed up late studying. 

To his surprise –and demise– it was Harry. 

“Eren, good, you’re up.” Harry said, walking into the apartment uninvited. Eren could feel himself grow agitated. 

How dare Harry go out with the girl he’d been dreaming of, then come to his place like he didn’t stab him in the back. How dare Harry lie to Eren’s face, then come to his house uninvited. This had to be a joke. “Yeah, I was just studying.” Eren told him, gritting his teeth. Keeping his hands clenched and strictly to his side. Like he was suppressing himself.

“Oh good.” Harry said, sitting down on Eren’s couch. “I was hoping you could do me a favor.” He flashed a charming smile in Eren’s direction.

Yeah, this has got to be a joke. “What do you need help with?” Eren questioned. 

Harry leaned back, “Okay, you know that date I was going on today?” He said, looking at his watch for a second. 

The one you lied to me about, yeah– I know. “Yeah.” Eren replied, “But, I don’t remember who it was with.” He said, leaning back on the front door. Locking it with his hand. 

Harry noticed, “Uhm, yeah– that isn’t important.” He said, “But, I feel like I kinda ruined it.” He told Eren.

I mean, running away like a coward seems like a ‘you’ problem. Not much I can do to help. Eren thought.

Harry reached for his remote and turned on the TV. Turning it to a channel he enjoyed watching. “Any tips?” He nonchalantly asked.

“Who did you go on the date with?” 

“Huh?” Harry looked at Eren.

“Who did you go on a date with?” Eren asked again, keeping his eyes on his ‘friend.’ For some reason, Harry felt cornered. 

“It doesn't matter.” Harry muttered, his hand tightening around the remote. 

“It doesn't?” Eren asked, “Then, you can tell me.” 

“I– Uh..” he knows. Harry thought to himself. 

“I– Uh.” Eren mocked, “You what? You can’t tell me?” He took a step in his direction. “You’ve been my friends for years now. Why can’t you tell me who the hell you were on a date with?” Eren seethed, his eyebrows furrowing. 

Harry was silent. Before deeply inhaling and exhaling. “It seems you already know.” He calmly responded. It only pissed Eren off more.

“I know,” Eren said, “But, I want to hear you say it. I want you to hear what you did behind my back.” He said, smashing his hand on the wall behind him. Why am I so angry? 

Harry thickly swallowed, his eyes moving to the hole Eren created. When did he get so strong? “I–” He started, “I went on a date with–” Harry paused, his phone ringing. 

Actually– no. It wasn’t Harry’s phone ringing. It was Eren’s. Eren slowly pushed his hand off the wall, swiping off the debris and looking at the cut on it. A few drops of blood hitting the ground. Eren ignored it, reaching into his pocket and pulling up his phone. Looking at the caller ID.

‘Y/n’ 

Eren couldn’t help it, but he smiled. Pride filling his chest. You were calling him.

“Who is it?” Harry asked. 

“It seems you already know.” Eren replied. 

“Pick up.” Harry said plainly. 

Eren’s finger slid over the screen. “That was the plan.” 

“Speaker.” Harry grit. 

Eren smiled cooly, “Of course.” he whispered, clicking the speaker button. 

“Eren?” Your voice is so sweet, it sickens him. You’re so perfect. No wonder Harry wanted you.

“Yes, Y/n?” Eren forces. He was still struggling to speak with you, but found it easier over the phone. Also, he was trying to make a point. He was fucking pissed at Harry. 

“Uhm, can I come over in a few days.” You asked, “I wanna’ check what I got on the project with you.” You said with a smile. “We can have a small celebration if we do good.” 

If I did good. Eren thinks. “Sure, I like the sound of that.” He responds sweetly.

“Okay, totally.” You giggle. 

Eren wanted to end the call there, yet he found himself asking you something. “How’d your date go?” His eyes moved to Harry experimentally. Trying to see his reaction. But, nothing, Harry looked indifferent.

The line went silent for a moment. “I’m sure Harry already told you, you two are like best friends after all.” You said with a giggle. “But, I don’t think we’re going on another one.. If that’s what you were wondering.” You told him. “Or, I don’t want to go on another one.” 

Eren smiled, suppressing a cocky laugh bubbling in his throat. “Oh, alright.” 

“We’re still on for the small celebration, right?” You asked.

“Of course.” Eren told you. 

For some reason you wanted to see him sooner. You nod, even if he couldn’t see it. “Alright, I’ll see you soon, ‘Ren.” There was a smile in your voice, Eren could tell you were smiling.

So could Harry. Fuck he wanted to punch Eren.

You ended the line, making the room go silent. 

Eren shoved his phone into his pocket, looking at Harry. He gestured his free hand in Harry’s direction, “As you were saying,” Eren said, “How’d you think the date went?” He smiled.

Harry grit his teeth. “Amazing.”

Eren nodded once, “You think so?” He said. Eren glared at Harry, “Now,” He started, trying to keep his voice calm and vocabulary clean. “Get the fuck out of my house.” Oops. So much for that.

“Don’t do this Eren.” Harry warned, “If you leave now, nothings stopping Oscorp from–” 

“From what, Harry?” Eren barked, cutting Harry off. “You’re telling me you were stopping Oscorp from doing something shitty for my sake?” 

“Yes!” Harry shouted back. 

“Yeah, but you couldn’t stop yourself from wanting to fuck Y/n.” He yelled, “Right?! You couldn’t stop yourself from that!” Eren placed a hand to his face, taking in a deep breath. Trying to desperately calm down. He was acting so emotional. “Harry, you know how much I like Y/n, and you still went out with her.” 

Harry went silent. Before he took a deep breath, “Well, you weren’t!” Harry shouted, “You’re telling me that if you had the chance, you would ask Y/n out?” Harry reasoned. “You can barely talk to her when she’s in your fucking apartment!” He shouted. 

Now Eren went silent. 

“Exactly.” Harry responded, “I’m not going to let you ruin something that could happen between me and her, because you fantasize about something that won’t happen.” Harry yelled, pushing himself off the couch. “You can’t actually believe someone like Y/n would date someone like you.” 

“But, she’s willing to come to my house instead of going on a date with you?!” Eren said, trying to fathom the thought behind Harry’s logic. “It seems like she’s more willing to hook up with Jean then his pathetic and stuck up Brother—“

Harry slapped Eren. Then, he slapped him again. 

Eren kept his face to the side, in utter shock. Harry just slapped him. 

Eren’s best friend– of years, slapped him over a girl he took from him. Harry was acting like the victim in this. He was acting like Eren was in the wrong. Eren grit his teeth, “Did that make you feel better?” Eren asked, not bothering to look at Harry. “Taking  the girl I’ve been talking to on a date, lying to me, then slapping me.” Twice.

Harry didn’t say anything. Just looked at his hand, it stung. He slapped Eren hard. He didn’t mean too— he just got hurt by what he said and— Fuck, I should apologize.

“Answer me!” Eren shouted. Harry flinched. 

Harry ignored his heart, “Yes, it does.” He replied. Harry ran his fingers through his hair. “Fills up a part of me knowing that no matter what, you’re less than me.” Harry gestured to the apartment, “And, with all of this happening– I just needed a reminder.” That I’m still better than you.

I don’t mean that. I do. Harry could feel his head split. 

Eren nodded his head, turning it back to Harry. “And, did you succeed?” He asked, “Because, from what I remember, Y/n’s coming to my house and leaving you in the dark.” Harry, scowled. Opening his mouth to speak when Eren cut him off. “Get the fuck out.” He calmly said, shoving Harry back from him. “Get the fuck out of my house.” 

“Don’t do this Eren, you don’t know what you’re doing.” He slowly said, “What I’m protecting you from.” 

Was Harry blackmailing Eren? “Protecting me?” Eren taunted, “What were you protecting me from?!” He said, placing a hand to his temple. This conversation was getting exhausting.

“Oscorp.” Harry quickly replied. An excuse. 

“Right.” Eren said with a smile, “Blame it all on Oscorp.” He turned away licking his teeth, “You were trying to fuck Y/n, the girl I love, because of Oscorp.” 

Harry tried putting a hand on Eren’s shoulder, only to have it harshly slapped away. “Don’t be like this, Eren.” Harry calmly said, “Don’t do this.” 

Not only was Harry blackmailing Eren, he was also gaslighting him. Oh, and to be generous, Harry was also manipulating him. “Don’t do what?” Eren said, exasperated. “What the fuck did I do?” Eren asked, tears brimming his eyes. Eren couldn’t lie, this stung. “What did I do to you Harry? Huh? What the fuck did I do?!” What did I do to you? What did I do to deserve this? 

I thought you were my friend Harry.

Harry felt that guilt rise again, but he hid it. “C’mon Eren, you can’t tell me this bothers you!” He said, “Besides, nothing is going to even happen now. There’s nothing to be mad about.” 

Eren leaned back, “Harry..” he sighed, “Just get out.” He said in defeat, “I’m tired and done with this conversation.” He obviously doesn't understand what he did was wrong. No, he obviously does. Eren thought to himself. 

“Eren, if I walk out this door– we’re done. And, there will be nothing stopping Oscorp from openly opposing Stark Industries.” He said, “You can’t be mad at me over something that isn’t my fault.” He argued.  “This is your fault.” Eren said. “Now, get the fuck out.” 

Harry bit the inside of his cheek, glaring at Eren. “Fine.” Fuck you, Yeager.

Eren watched as Harry walked for his front door, about to grab the handle when the whole room fell silent. Eren tried, he really did– but he couldn’t help the words from escaping his mouth. 

“You’re just like Jean.” 

And, Harry swung. 

Eren quickly dodged it, tilting his head to the side and sweeping his leg to the side. Kicking Harry towards the door. Harry landed harshly against it, making Eren grimace. He didn’t mean to kick that hard. 

Silence filled the room.

Harry lifted his hand to his face, feeling the inside of his lip. Blood. Harry looked back at Eren, placing his hand on the door handle and peeling it open. “Years of friendship, down the drain over something that wasn’t even my fault.” He told Eren.

Eren felt his eyebrows mush together in disgust. “You knew what the fuck you were doing, Harry.” There was no way Harry thought, in any way, he was the victim in this.

Harry took a step out of the apartment. “Fuck you, Eren.” 

Fuck you too. “Y/n will do it for you.” And, Eren slammed the door behind him. Taking in a deep breath, keeping his eyes to the shadow of the door crack. Seeing Harry standing on the other side. 

Harry didn’t move for a long time. 

Eren didn’t move for a long time. 

Until Harry was gone. Along with a part of Eren. 

Armin came out of the room, having heard the entire conversation. Eren just took a brief glance in his direction, not bothered to say anything. There weren’t any words to be exchanged, just a silent cry into Armin’s shoulder. Eren just lost his best friend. Armin rubbed his back soothingly. Hugging him tightly.

Eren doesn't know what he’d do without Armin. 

Part 2: Here!

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Isidora's Revenge - a Hogwarts Legacy FanFiction

Hey Guys,

I have decided to publish my Hogwarts Legacy FanFiction "Isidora's Revenge".

This is a work in progress and I will add chapters as they are written. It currently has 6 chapters.

If you have any comments, please don't hesitate to speak up! Constructive criticism is encouraged. Either send me a message or comment directly on the book.

Link: Isidora's Revenge

Genre: Fantasy / Action & Adventure

Current Word Court: 19,764 words (work in progress)

Type of Feedback Desired: General expressions, writing style, grammatical/spelling mistakes I may have missed.

Description:

This is a book written in the third person with the main character being based on my character I created on the Hogwarts Legacy Game. This story takes place 10 years after the events of the game. It follows Andrea Taylor (MC) as she tries to intercept a dark magic plot against Hogwarts and its students. It also explores an ever growing relationship between Andrea and Sebastian Sallow.

Blurb:

In the world of magic, possessing the ability to perceive and use ancient magic was extremely rare, but Isidora was one of the few that possessed it. She found she could heal the pain and suffering of those she came across. But her thirst for this power put her at odds with the other professors. They tried to stop her, but in the end, Isidora was killed in a vicious battle. Now, from beyond the grave, Isidora’s spirit is seething with anger and seeking revenge. Knowing that the professors she once called friends were long since dead, she set her sights on their progeny, Andrea, a young witch who also possesses ancient magic, and will stop at nothing to gain back her power. As Andrea returns to Hogwarts, it becomes clear that Isidora’s wrath is far from over. In this dark and edgy novel, readers will be taken on a thrilling ride as Isidora’s revenge plots unfold. Will Andrea be able to stop her? Or will she surrender to the power and join Isidora in her plot for revenge?

#fanfiction #hogwartslegacy #hogwartsschoolofwitchcraftandwizardry #fanfic #sebastiansallow #ancientmagic #auror #dominance #fantasy #hogwarts #isidoramorganach #keepers #magic #maturelanguage #maturethemes #paranormal #plottwist #repository #romance #spicy #trauma #fandom #writerscommunity #female writers

[c5634]

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Sangwoo x female reader

1722 words

TW: Smut, fingering, masturbation, dirty talk, kidnapping, mature language, cum, Sangwoo being himself, harsh words, slight abuse and begging.

If you are underage please don't read past this point.

Hazel had always kept to herself.

She didn't find comfort amongst other people as they always seemed to hurt her.

After she turned ten years old she couldn't say what happiness felt like as she felt like she was constantly under a storm.

Her parents didn't help as they didn't listen to her.

No one truly listened to her.

Sangwoo was the first.

They met in a park after she was let down by her boyfriend at the time again.

He sat next to her and right away she could feel the manipulative aura radiating off his perfect body.

When they started talking she knew he was hiding something almost instantly because he was acting too nice and polite.

No human that lived an ordinary life was as happy as he appeared to be.

After some time she realised that he was hiding something.

She realised when he drugged her and locked her up in a cold basement in her lace bra and panties and when he spoke to her after that something inside her became entranced as he saw the world like she did but that didn't mean he didn't frighten her.

It was late as Hazel sat in the basement with a blanket as she tried to preserve any body heat she had.

She said her head on her knees as she pushed her thighs into her chest.

Suddenly she heard the door open before the stairs that lead down to the basement creaked.

She heard shuffling as she lifted her head.

“I thought you were asleep my sweet kitten,” Sangwoo said.

“No.

I'm restless again” she said.

He walked to her before kneeling in front of her.

“Do you know why im down here?” he asked as they locked eyes.

She shook her head causing him to chuckle.

“You haven't been eating kitten” he said.

Her face dropped “Oh” she said before looking down.

“I told you that while you're here you will eat.

If not I'll punish you and you know how much I hate punishing you kitten” he said as he lifted her head.

“Every time I eat I throw up.

I've been trying” she said.

She had been diagnosed with an eating disorder at thirteen and at first it was to be skinny but then whenever she was stressed or dealing with something her body would reject food.

When she lived with her parents they would shove food down her throat and she knew that was what made everything get so much worse but she never told anyone.

“You should have told me.

I know I've been hard on you kitten.” he said.

He smiled softly causing her to melt “I've got something upstairs for you.

Something that will help you relax” he said.

“What is it?” she asked.

“If you go upstairs with me you’ll find out,” he said.

She looked at him before standing up slowly revealing how weak she was.

“That's it,” he said.

She kept the blanket around her body as she walked to the stairs.

She gripped the railing before slowly climbing the stairs as her legs trembled from her not walking for months.

She only went upstairs when he wanted to fuck her which she always got anxious over as he only wanted to have sex with her when he was angry or stressed and he wouldn't care about her.

She walked upstairs before hissing from the lights.

“Come on,” he said before placing his hands on her waist causing her heart to stop.

She walked where his hands were guiding her to before walking into the kitchen to see a nice dinner for two on the dining table with wine.

She froze as she lit up.

The nicest item of food he gave her was grilled cheese.

“Did you do all this?” she asked.

He kissed her shoulder “Yes.

All for you” he said before tearing the blanket from her body revealing her thin body with her bones starting to show throw her once curvy body.

He then walked away before walking back quickly.

“Leg up,” he said.

She looked over her shoulder.

“Leg up kitten,” he said again.

She lifted her leg up before lifting the other before feeling something being pulled up her body.

She looked down before seeing a flowy strapless dress.

He lifted it over her breasts before zipping it up.

He then turned her around before smirking.

“You look so hot kitten” he said causing her abdomen to heat up and tingle as her breathing quickened causing her breasts to push against the dress showing her cleavage.

He then walked away before pulling out a chair for her.

“Sit down kitten” he said.

She walked to him before sitting down.

He then poured her a glass of wine before sitting down across from her.

They began to eat as she watched him softly while rubbing her thighs together as he drank his wine or licked his lips.

He made her feel like a teenager while keeping her chained in a cold basement.

‘Normal’ people would say she was crazy and that she was too far gone to get help and maybe that was true but she didn't mind as no one made her feel the things Sangwoo made her feel when he was in a good mood.

An hour passed as she stood in front of the sink as she washed the dishes.

Her hands were like prunes as the hot water swallowed them.

She hummed softly as she smiled from dinner and the memories she made.

Suddenly she felt hands on her shoulders causing her the gasp before she turned around causing water to drip on the floor.

“Sorry for startling you kitten” he said.

“It's ok.

I'm just doing dishes” she said before turning around.

He suddenly grabbed her wrist causing her to freeze.

She turned around again “Leave them for tomorrow.

I want to spend time with you” he said.

“Ok,” she said.

He smiled before stuffing his head into her neck startling her.

“Sangwoo.

I thought you wanted to spend time with me” she said.

He looked at her “I want to spend time with you while I fuck you against the counter.

I saw that you were rubbing your thighs together during dinner you whore so you won't get to say no as you want me inside you kitten” he said as he trapped her against the counter.

“Sangwoo,” she said.

He suddenly placed his lips on hers causing her to gasp before kissing back.

He had never kissed her before but she always wished he would and now he was.

He wrapped his large hand around her thighs and dug his nails into her plush thighs leaving bruises and crescent shaped marks.

He suddenly lifted her onto the counter before looking at her.

He smiled “You're so pretty when your desperate kitten,” he said before sliding his hand up her thigh getting closer to where she needed him most.

She didn't want to admit that she was enjoying his roughness as that would make her as crazy as him.

She suddenly felt him move her panties to the side causing her to freeze “Sangwoo” she said causing him to lose all restraint left.

He ran his finger through her drenched folds as his cock threatens to break his trousers.

“You're so wet kitten.

Did I do that?” he asked.

“S-Stop” she said.

“Answer the question or i’ll leave you like this,” he said darkly.

She bit her lip “Yes” she said.

“That's what I thought now release your lip and scream for me” he said before slipping two fingers inside her causing her to gasp.

She then threw her head back “S-Stop” she said as she began to drip onto the counter.

“Your pretty pussy is saying something different,” he said as he curled his fingers causing her to scream out as her back arched.

He knew what spots would make her scream for him and it always made her dizzy.

“Fuck kitten.

You're so fucking tight.

I can't wait to fuck you until you are unconscious” he said as he unzipped his jeans.

Her toes curled as she gripped onto the counter.

He bit his lip as he took his rock-hard cock out of his precum-stained boxers before running his finger along his slit.

“Fuck kitten” he said as he had to stop himself from ramming into her.

His tip was a harsh red and he was so sensitive all because of her and the little things she did that made him lose all self-control.

He wrapped his hand around his cock and squeezed it causing him to moan as he started to harshly fuck her with his fingers wanting to get off to her lustful sounds.

“I'm close.

S-Sangwoo” she said as she gripped his wrist.

He continued to fuck her with his fingers as he jerked off fast wanting to cum when she did so he could fuck his cum into her and test her birth control.

“I'm close kitten and im gonna cum on your pretty pussy so I can fuck my cum into you and coat your walls with my kids” he said as his body tensed.

She screamed out harshly as she got closer and closer to her release.

The knot in her abdomen was so tight as she became drunk off him and what he did to her.

Suddenly the knot broke open causing her to scream as she came on his fingers.

He helped her ride through it as he continued to jerk off in front of her.

Suddenly he moaned loudly as his cum shot onto her sensitive pussy she moaned from the feeling before looking at him.

He looked at her pussy as he pressed his tip against her entrance before drawing circles around her pulsing entrance as her body begged for more.

“Please” she said.

“Please what kitten?” he asked as he pretended to not be more desperate than she was.

“Please fuck me.

Fill me up” she said.

He looked at her before kissing her causing him to taste to lust on her tongue.

At first she was a plaything but now she was the woman he was falling for and in that moment she was no longer his prisoner.

#smut #mature #dirty talk #killing stalking #sangwoo #maturelanguage #18+ post #short one shot #oneshot

[random-gurl-universe]

Aching for Yesterday - Chapter Four (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1419879013-aching-for-yesterday-chapter-four?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=the_wannabe_romantic Follow Maddison Jacobs through her boring and unfulfilling relationship with Stephen Brunner. She just can't quite get her high school sweetheart Matthew Galea out of her brain. He was her everything until he moved half way across the country and left her heart in pieces aching for yesterday.

#beautiful #charming #dream #dreamer #fiction #highschoolsweethearts #hopelessromantic #hopeyoulikeit #love #lovestory #mature #maturelanguage #newadult #newadultromance #ongoing #reallove #reunion #romance #romancestories #school #wannaberomantic #youngromance #books #wattpad #amreading

[the-football-chick]

@gmanfan92/tt

#life advice #when they show you who they are believe them #tik tok video #maturelanguage

[thatonefox13]

The Mafia and the Slut (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/333214689-the-mafia-and-the-slut?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=ThatOneFox13&wp_originator=bNEMHsIbDAEdYJZmQJ4CzyNKr9ZQ%2FoO2pwt20EHH2o0US1wqZxG%2F5clRobC3CkvJnnipLRdKdXevMpW8gJY1BKxSSjZzKrZ2riJ6dEnsRiJ5dB99vfzfevyQ4C3cgYRp This is a DNF smut story. I am aware George and Dream aren't (and will not be) in a relationship. I will take this story down if it becomes a problem. People below 18 years of age shouldn't be reading this, but you're the one getting in trouble, not me. ________ George works at a strip club as a slutty waiter. His boss is in deep debt to a mafia group called the Catalyst, and their leader, Dream, demands that he pay up. Instead, his boss strikes a deal: Dream gets to choose from 4 of their best servers and gets to have sex with them for free for 2 months until the club boss can pay him back. ________ THE ART IS NOT MINE here is the link I found it on: https://www.google.com/url?sa=i&url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.pinterest.com%2Fpin%2Fdream-smp33--1009932285158215051%2F&psig=AOvVaw0WYky9yWJqTGN5DE520r7x&ust=1675118700147000&source=images&cd=vfe&ved=0CA8QjhxqFwoTCKCmocnt7fwCFQAAAAAdAAAAABAb

#clay #dnf #dream #dreamnotfound #dsmp #dsmpfanfic #fanfiction #gay #george #georgewastaken #georgexdream #lgbtq #lovestory #mafia #matureaudience #maturelanguage #maturethemes #romance #romancefanfiction #smutwarning #books #wattpad #amwriting

[writingdramaticallyornotatall]

Scene from my novel 4

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Three years later, the special forces team caught my parents. I managed to escape; no one paid attention to a pre-teen. That night, my parents entered a dreamscape and spoke to me. 

I sat by the hearth in my tiny family cottage outside the city center of Eldham. Mother and Father joined me on the cushions on the floor. They hugged me tightly, kissing my forehead gently. 

“I’m so sorry, my dear. I am sorry we’re leaving you alone.” Mother mourned, tears welling in her eyes. 

“Heed our words, my sweet child.” Father spoke, the steel in his voice was betrayed by the sadness in his blue eyes. “Do not save us. This must happen. We must die.” 

“Then we all die. Everything dies! You have to let me save you.” I begged.

“No. We are giving you everything, if you’ll have it. The magic is yours. You can carry on, keep everything alive. You might fulfill the prophecy or preserve life for the next cycle.” My father held out his hand. A glowing orb sat in his palm, waiting for me to take it. 

“I’m taking your magic, too, aren’t I?” Father nodded. Mother reached out to grasp my hand. “Memories? Family secrets? Histories?” I asked.

“All of it.” Mother replied, his mouth set firm. 

“Why?” I frowned. I needed to know the answer. But, I didn’t want to. I shuddered as the fire died. 

“When the rooster crows, everything is yours. Darcio will think he’s won. He hasn’t, not truly. He needs to think he’s won. That’s only possible if we die.” Father pried open my fingers and placed the orb in my palm. 

“I’ll need to leave Sakaris for a while, won’t I? Are you certain you can’t come with me?” I plead. 

Mother nodded. “Yes, you’ll need to leave. It’s the only way to make sure you survive. I am so sorry, my sweet chickadee.” 

I sat up straighter, my resolve hardening. “Okay. I love you both. 

“We love you too,” their voices echoed in my head and faded. 

The next day, I watched in horror and anger as Darcio cheered and laughed as my parents burned to death.  He partied and celebrated. His courtiers sang and danced alongside their king. 

As much as I wanted to run and save my parents, I obeyed their instructions. I left Eldham but I couldn’t bring myself to leave Sakaris right away. I watched as Darcio enlisted his special forces to spread terror and fear. I had laughed when I heard that his soldiers ran scared and charred from the Dragon Lands. 

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[seduc3rr]

Burning Desire | 18+ (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/366862783-burning-desire-18%2B?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=flirtyfoxx Ever heard of the saying "Moth to a Flame?" it's a dangerous, desirable love craving a bittersweet heat. I am the moth, and Carmen is my flame.

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[cresent2003]

First time

Oh Daehyun x Joo! Reader

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Rain covered her car as she sat in the parking lot for the gym her older brother went to.

She was unsure of being here but after getting in a bad fight with her roommate she just wanted to be far away from her apartment.

He would try to push her away and she knew that but she knew how to handle Jaekyung.

He was always mean and angry but was a softie towards her.

At least he was most days.

Blossom grabbed her umbrella before getting out of her car.

She walked to the gym before rushing inside as the massive puddles splashed her shoes.

She put her umbrella in the umbrella holder by the door before walking to the front desk.

"Hello, welcome.

What can I help you with?" the sweet young lady sitting behind the front desk asked.

"I'm here to visit someone.

Where is the team black gym?" Blossom asked.

"It's on level two on the left.

May I ask who you visiting?

The team is preparing for a championship and could do without distractions" the young lady said.

"My brother.

Joo Jaekyung" she said softly not wanting to come off like she was trying to show off.

"Perfect.

Go right that way and there should be an elevator" the young lady said.

"Thanks," Blossom said before walking to the elevator.

Sue went up to the second floor before walking to the gym.

She walked in and was met with her brother almost killing a trainee.

She looked around before catching her eyes with the coach.

"Hey can I help you?" he asked as he smiled at her in a way that she couldn't decide if it was fake or not.

"I'm here to see my brother.

I guess it's been a while Joesph" she said.

"Blossom?

It's been years.

How are you?" he asked as he lit up to know she wasn't a stranger.

"Recently not very great.

My roommate is causing issues and I need to find a new place quickly" she said.

"I've got a spare room at my place.

You're welcome to stay with me" he said.

She looked at him "I was hoping my brother would offer actually.

Sorry," she said.

"Don't worry.

Hey Jaekyung your sisters here!" he said before walking away.

Suddenly she felt all eyes on her as Jaekyung walked over with an unamused expression.

"What are you doing here?

You have your own place, why bother me?" he said as he walked past her to get some water.

"About that.

Maise kicked off again.

I'm not going back there as she just pisses me off.

I'm not letting myself turn into you because of a stupid fight" she said.

He smirked.

"What are you Hoping for?

You're not living at my place" he said.

"Alright.

But if you don't want me there I need to borrow money for a hotel for a month or so" she said.

He groaned "You always do this.

I'm not here to help you out with every single damn problem.

Get out" he said.

"I'm not doing anything.

I'm sorry im having to do this but I have no one else.

You know what this was a mistake.

I'll just sleep in my car" she said before walking to the door.

"Wait.

Until the gym closes you're staying here" he said.

"Fine.

I just want to be away from my apartment" she said.

She turned around before feeling her face drop as Jaekyung walked away.

"Bastard" she muttered before sitting down on a bench.

She watched everyone train for a long time before yawning as her body began to finally relax after everything.

Suddenly a fighter sat next to her.

He was tall and had a calm expression as he drank his water to cool down.

She looked at him as a drop of water poured from his lips to his collarbones.

He then looked over at her.

She quickly looked away before cursing under her breath.

She had never been that obvious in all her life.

"Hey," he said.

"Hi," she said.

"You new here?

Sorry I but I've never seen you before" he said.

"Kinda.

I'm Jaekyung's sister" she said.

"Damn.

That really shows how much he doesn't like me.

I never knew that and to be honest, no one here does" he said.

She smiled "It's fine.

I don't come here often" she said.

"So does that mean your big bad brother won't beat me to a bloody pulp for this?" he asked.

She laughed causing him to smile.

"Hopefully not.

Sadly I won't be able to help if he does" she said.

"Really?

I thought you would be a fighter like him" he said.

"No.

Oh god no.

I'm not a fighter.

I've always wanted to be an artist actually" she said.

"Do you want to learn?" he asked.

"What?" she asked as she looked at him causing her confidence to shrink like she was.

He was stunning "To fight.

Do you want me to teach you to fight?" he said as he scratched the back of his neck.

"Um..." she said.

"Sure but I won't be any good.

I'm very clumsy" she said.

"Do worry I'll keep you steady" he said.

Why was she doing this?

This was a really bad idea?

Everyone gathered around as Blossom watched the man she had just met wrap her hands.

"I'll be behind you so you can get the moments," he said.

"Ok.

Um, I just realized I don't know your name" she said.

"Daehyun," he said with a smile.

"I'm Blossom," she said.

"Pretty just like you" he said causing her to blush harshly.

"Cool," she said.

He moved to stand behind her causing some of the team to send a few whistles their way.

He wrapped his hands around hers causing her skin to tingle.

His hands were rough but gentle as he lined up with her.

He placed his hand on her stomach causing her to gasp.

"You alright?" he asked.

"Yeah im fine" she said.

She then watched as he began to show her a few moves.

"Go like this and then like this and you'll land a good few hits on who you're fighting.

Just remember to hit hard.

Throw your body into one punch" he said before running his hands down her arms.

If her brother saw this she would have to watch a really gorgeous but kind fighter get torn apart.

"Try it," he said.

She threw a punch into the punching bag in front of her before smiling as she made the heavy bag move.

"You're strong," he said.

"I used to pull my brother off people when he got in fights," she said.

He laughed "How you're half his size?" he asked.

"I couldn't tell you honestly," she said before looking at him causing the world to stand still.

What was this feeling?

It was as if he was looking directly into her soul.

It burned but she could pull away.

"With a few more lessons you'll be ready to beat any mugger up" he said.

"Awesome," she said.

"What the hell are you two doing? Jaekyung asked as he walked up to them.

"Nothing.

Go train" she said.

"The fuck you say?" he asked.

"Woah calm down," Daehyun said.

"I'm twenty-three Jae.

Stop treating me like im five.

He was being really nice" she said.

He looked at her before walking away.

"I'm so sorry," she said.

"Hey, it's not your fault.

He's been throwing tantrums all day" he said.

She smiled before looking at her watch.

"When does the gym close?" she asked.

"In the minutes," he said.

"Ok.

Would you by any chance know any good hotels nearby?" she asked.

"Yeah.

Fight with your boyfriend?" he asked.

She laughed "Roommate," she said.

"Well if you want you can join me and some of the guys for drinks and a meal.

I can then take you to a hotel near the gym.

It's all on me" he said.

"I could use a good drink.

Why the hell not" she said.

"Cool.

Meet me by the door in ten.

It was nice meeting you by the way" he said before running off.

She smiled before looking over to see her brother "Do you hate that im here?" she asked.

"No," he said before walking away again.

"Ok then," she said before walking to a bench that was by the door.

Minutes passed as she tapped her foot on the floor before hearing a group of rowdy guys.

It was like a tornado as it came her way tearing apart everything in its way.

"Hey you're still here" Daehyun said as he walked to her in a maroon shirt and jeans.

"Dude I told you she wouldn't run away.

Maybe you didn't scare her off unlike the last one" one of the guys around him said.

Daehyun hit him before looking at her.

"Come on.

You can ride with me" he said.

She stood up.

"Will it be ok if I leave my car in the car park?

I don't have the money to be paying fines at the moment" she said.

"Nah it's free parking.

Coach will hook you up anyway" he said as they walked out of the gym.

She then looked around at all the cars that looked similar in many ways.

Expensive cars were like that.

At least the ones she saw the most of were almost the same.

"This way.

Mines way at the back" he said.

"You're gonna let the young lady walk all that way.

You bastard" another one of the guys around him joked.

"Don't listen to them.

I sure don't" he said.

She laughed "Alright," she said before looking at him.

Once they got to his truck he opened the door for her.

"You don't have to show off," she said.

"I'm not showing off," he said.

She got in his truck before watching him run over to his side.

He got in before looking at her.

"I still can't believe your that picking time bombs sister.

I can now see some resemblance but I still wouldn't have a clue either way" he said.

"Don't worry.

Everyone is shocked it thinks im lying.

To be honest I wouldn't pretend to be his sister even if I wanted.

I'm still trying to get past being in his shadow and all that so" she said.

"You're not in his shadow.

You radiate your own light" he said before starting to drive to the bar he was taking her to.

"Are you always this forward?" she asked as her curiosity took over.

"Actually not in the slightest.

I don't know you're just different.

Unlike a quick fling I actually want to get to know you" he said.

He drove to the bar before they both got out and went inside with the others.

She looked around before sitting in a boof with everyone causing her to press against Daehyun.

"Sorry," she said as she looked into his eyes.

"It's fine.

Move over a little" he said as he wrapped her arm around her shoulders.

"There.

Is that better?" he asked.

"Yeah.

Thanks" she said.

They all ordered a large round of shots and other drinks as Blossom struggled to focus on anything but how warm Daehyun was.

She had to stop herself from cuddling into him.

They all started taking shot after shot as Blossom struggled to realise how much of a lightweight she was.

This wasn't going to end well but as the vodka hit she didn't care.

She placed her head on his shoulder as he took another shot.

"Another," she said as she picked up another shot.

"This is gonna get me in trouble," he said.

"Don't worry.

It'll be fine" she said slowly as she slurred her words causing him to laugh.

They both took about her shot and then another and another before they were almost on the floor.

She looked at him "You're pretty" she said.

"Thank you," he said.

"You know it would be really funny if you just kissed me right now.

I mean we just met.

That would be hilarious" she said.

Suddenly his lips were on hers as the alcohol made the idea of a hookup very appealing.

"Hey?

Why did you do that?" she said.

"I wanted to," he said.

"That's fair," she said before trying to kiss him as she missed his lips.

"You're so cute," he said before knowledge kissing her.

He wrapped his arms loosely around her.

"Bathroom?" he asked.

"I'm no classic hookup, good sir," she said.

"I'll make you feel really good.

Plus we won't even remember this so no regrets right" he said.

"Alright.

Come on" she said as she stumbled to the bathroom with his behind her.

Thankfully everyone left as he would never be able to forget this might if they witnessed the both of them being lightweights.

Daehyun slammed against the wall of the disabled stall as he sloppily kissed her neck before taking off her leggings.

He unbuttoned his jeans releasing his cock.

"So big.

Wow, you're so pretty" she said as she wrapped her hand around his cock causing him to moan as he turned red.

"Put it in.

I'm getting bored" she said.

He kissed her before lifting her thighs.

Daehyun slammed into her causing her to let out a loud moan.

"Good.

Fuck so good" She couldn't hold herself back ad he hit every spot that had her dripping.

He moaned into the crook of her neck as his sloppy thrusts did enough to get them both feeling ecstasy.

He pulled her hair as he shivered against her body.

He didn't have enough brainpower to make himself last longer as he shot his cum inside her.

"Fuck.

Your pussy is so good" he said as he continued to thrust into her.

"Cumming oh fuck" she said before convulsing as she came onto his cock.

It wasn't a meaningful hookup but in their drunk state they were now bonded for life but as they both went for round two all she could think about was what Jaekyung would do when this became a rumour.

#drunk #public smut #oneshot #mature #maturity #maturelanguage #smut #jinx manhwa #i dont know what this is

[c5634]

Happily captured (NSFW)

Yakumo Oomori x female reader

1935 words

TW: Smut, sadism, blood, kidnapping, dirty talk, mature language, every warning that comes with reading Tokyo ghoul fics, slight abuse, begging, virgin reader, threats, etc.

If you are underage please do not read past this point.

Sweat and blood coated Keiri's trembling skin as her heavy panic-filled breaths filled her ears causing her mind to become overstimulated.

She couldn't see anything as she whispered from the ropes around her wrists as they ripped apart her wrists causing her blood to cover the rope as the skin started to burn from the friction and how raw her wrists were.

She had never felt so afraid as her mind told her to scream so someone would help her.

She didn't know if anyone saw her and she had no idea if anyone was coming to save her and that scarred her the most.

Keiri had been walking home from work when her entire life fell on top of her.

She had been walking through the alleyway that she had to go through to get to her apartment and then it all went black.

She couldn't remember what happened which only increased her fear.

Suddenly she heard a door open before shoes clicking on the floor.

She whipped her head around as her eyes shifted showing what she truly was.

Some said ghouls were fearless and that they were predators and she had always been the opposite.

Her brother used to say she would be better off with a stronger ghoul protecting her than her trying to protect herself and now she finally understood what that meant.

"You must be afraid.

I can smell it" a masculine voice filled the room causing her to freeze.

The voice was deep but soft and delicate and it confused her.

He laughed "It makes me wonder what you would taste like," he said before ripping off the bag off her head revealing her large black and red eyes that were slightly puffy from crying.

Her heart raced as she looked at the giant looking down at her with a shocked expression.

"Why is this thing here?

Naki said he captured a bastard that's been going around killing my men" the man said.

Keiri looked at the man as she struggled to look away.

She didn't know why she wasn't trembling anymore as the room filled with his musky pheromone.

It was driving her insane as it was the only thing she could smell.

"We don't know sir.

Should we take her down to the dungeon?" a female voice rang through Keiri's ears as she began to feel like she was going to pass out.

"Get Naki" the man growled.

"Sir?" the female voice filled the room.

"GET ME NAKI NOW OR YOU'LL BE THE ONE THAT WILL SIT IN THIS CHAIR NEXT!!!" the man roared out causing Keiri to tear up as the fear came back.

"Where did he get you from?" the man asked as he looked down at Keiri.

"I-I don't know.

I don't re-remember" she said as she began to shake with fear.

"Stop shaking.

I won't hurt someone that is worthless to me" he growled.

"I'm sorry" she said.

He scoffed before looking at Naki as he rushed into the room.

"Boss you wanted to see me?" another masculine voice rang through her ears as she thought about what would happen to her.

"So you can follow orders.

I didn't think you could when you went against them and brought me a woman instead of that bastard I told you to bring to me!" the words that came out of his mouth caused her ears to ring as she started to struggle against the ropes.

She wanted to go home.

"He's dead boss and this one was too perfect to not take.

I thought it would have cheered you up" Naki said.

"He's dead-"

Suddenly her vision for blurry as her head fell onto the man that radiated so much animalistic rage's torso causing him to freeze before looking down to see her unconscious.

"Take her to my room and bring me the ghoul that killed my target" he said as he struggled to understand why his body was a fuzzy as she leaned against him while not knowing that she did something he would kill over.

Naki untied her before lifting her up.

"Are you sure you don't want this little butterfly in the dungeons?" Naki asked.

"Get it done!" Yakumo roared as he tried to slow down his racing heart.

Time passed as Keiri groaned against silk pillows as her eyes softly opened causing her to see the huge dark room around her.

She sat up before crying out as she lifted her wrists to her face before looking at them noticing that they hadn't healed yet.

She then whipped her head around as everything came back to her.

She then looked over at a large desk to see him, the man that said that she was worthless which made her feel so relieved after thinking he would kill her, that her would rip her apart.

Why was he sitting so calmly while she laid on the large bed free?

She could attack him, she could rip his eyes out but maybe he knew she was too scared and weak to try.

“Be quiet.

Your breathing is disturbing me” his voice rumbled through her chest.

“You let me go.

Why?” she said.

“You weren't in my way.

I kill those in my way or those that betray me” he said before standing up.

“Where am I?” she asked.

“Damn you sure ask a lot of questions” he said.

“Please just answer them.

I haven't done anything for you to not answer a few questions” she said.

“You’re in my room so I can keep an eye on you.

My men don't grab random ghouls so I want to find out what made her worth disobeying me over” he said.

He then looked at her wrists “That looks bad.

I have some bandages laying around, I'll patch you up” he said.

She watched him grab a roll of gauze before he sat on the bed.

“Give me your wrists,” he said in a slightly demanding tone.

She moved her hands to him before feeling him take her left hand into his large hand.

He carefully placed an antibacterial serum on her wrists before rubbing it in gently causing her breath to get stuck in her throat.

For someone so dangerous and angry he was so delicate and warm.

She had never met a ghoul like him as each one was always one of the other.

He wrapped her wrists before looking at her “You’ll be staying here for now on.

You're mine and if you try to escape I'll tear you apart” he said.

She nodded before feeling her wrists as his soothing touch lingered on her skin.

“Good.

Now relax so I can get some work done or i’ll throw you into the dungeon where you’ll be seen as a piece of meat to the others rotting in there” he said as his slender eyes stared into her soul causing a burning sensation to fill her.

She looked into his eyes before moving slightly closer to him as her heart controlled her.

“You said you wanted to know why your men grabbed me right?

Why?” she asked.

“You’re an innocent mouse but I see the killer inside you scratching to get out.

That innocence will only last so long and i’ll be the one to break it” he said before laughing darkly under his breath.

Suddenly everything that had happened to her disappeared as his pheromones filled her causing her eyes to shift.

“You’re beautiful,” he said before kissing her causing her eyes to widen as she sat on the bed frozen in place.

He then broke from her before moving to her neck.

He started to place sloppy but calculated kisses on her pulse point as he smelt her blood as it pumped through her body.

He grabbed her before biting down causing her to cry out as tears collected in her eyes from the pain as she tangled her thin fingers in his hair before tightening her grip causing him to groan.

He lifted his head as she looked at him.

“You taste so fucking good little mouse.

I wonder what the rest of you tastes like” he said before slamming her down onto the bed.

She then gasped as he ripped off clothes like they were made of paper.

She gripped his arm as he explored her body with his mouth.

Keiri suddenly let out a soft moan as he attached his curious lips to her nipple.

He dug his nails into her thighs as he slowly began to grind against the sheets.

“Please.

Please” she said as she questioned what she was truly begging for.

She had never had sex or had been touched by another person intimately which caused him to make her desperate for feelings she had never experienced before.

She was still afraid of him but for now she only wanted to be under him.

“What little mouse?

What do you want?” he said.

“Please don't stop” she said.

“Dont worry im not in a position where I want to stop,” he said as his eleven inches treated to burst from his trousers.

He looked at her “Now, tell me where to touch.

Where do you need me the most?” he asked.

She threw her head back “I've never done this before.

I don't know” she said.

“Fine then let me choose” he said before moving her thighs so he could see her dripping pussy that was all for him and only him.

He licked a stripe up causing her to moan as he hurried to release his erection from his trousers.

He started to lick and suck on her clit as he groaned as his cock slapped his stomach as precum dripped down his red tip.

He wrapped his hand around himself before roughly fucking his hand as he listened to the sounds coming from between her parted lips.

Keiri grasped the bed sheet threatening to rip it as she lost all control as he ate her out perfectly.

Suddenly he trapped her under him as he looked at her with lust as he ran circles around her entrance with his cock.

“I'm sorry little mouse but I need to be inside your pretty pussy” he said before slamming into her causing her to cry out from the pain as his cocked throbbed from seeing her being ripped in half as his tip touched her cervix.

He then began to roughly fuck her causing the bed frame to slam against the wall with each animalistic thrust as she cried out from the perfect mix of pain and pleasure.

“You like that?” he asked as his heavy balls slapped against her.

“Yes” she said before screaming out as she started to feel him in her stomach.

“You’re mine.

I'm gonna fill you up with my cum so you can never leave me.

I'm gonna fucking brand you” he said before groaning as her walls began to clench around him.

“I feel strange,” she said in between moans.

“Cum on my cock.

Let it all out and cum on my fucking dick my little trophy” he said.

She screamed out as the pleasure intensified as she came on his cock triggering his release.

Their releases mixed together as he panted.

He then pulled out of her causing his cum to spill out of her.

He then laid down before placing her on his chest.

“You’re my mate now and i’ll never let anyone hurt you” he said as something snapped within the both of them.

Something neither of them expected.

Pure attraction.

#tokyo ghoul #ghoul #mature #maturity #smut #maturelanguage #yakumo oomori #yakumo #smutshot #oneshot

[random-gurl-universe]

Aching for Yesterday - Chapter Three (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1418791150-aching-for-yesterday-chapter-three?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=the_wannabe_romantic Follow Maddison Jacobs through her boring and unfulfilling relationship with Stephen Brunner. She just can't quite get her high school sweetheart Matthew Galea out of her brain. He was her everything until he moved half way across the country and left her heart in pieces aching for yesterday.

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[renrites]

Freefall (on Wattpad)

 Spoilt Dalia Ahsan is kicked out of her apartment for not paying her rent she is forced to move in with her player brother and his best friends who, unbeknownst to her, would cut off their fingers to fuck her. Well ... all except one, Jake Black. When drunk Dalia and Jace kiss at a party, their whole lives change... for better and for worse Book #1 of the UCBH series

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[peterfriggingpan]

Lost wolf - Mate (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1409217757-lost-wolf-mate?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=unicornashes23&wp_originator=zwoBAJHcnqZe5v%2F5MH%2F07uqi%2Fn%2BKT2GKgKLyk3U80AhE1NzIiV86QA2kbtlSZW%2BD4kKC1HDrmWgloYIMSq8uy%2FWLGvXcL15m6kP4DyrARlLDEC2yMzxRsxKqfJQs8k2O 

 Meet Lydia, a young wolf-less woman who finds herself sold at a slave bazaar to a seemingly cruel Alpha, a mere few months before she could claim her freedom. Meet Adam, a tortured Alpha, plagued by the sudden loss of his parents and the burden of his pack, who finds himself torn between his duties and love. Follow their journey towards self-discovery, where they learn to embrace their feelings, to explore their chemistry and conquer their fears together.

#fantasy #fantasy-romance #fantasyfiction #lore #lost #mature #maturelanguage #relationship #romance #scifi-romance #smutwarning #werewolf #wolf #youngadult #books #wattpad #amreading

[allhailhu4l]

I think you'd like this story: "Nightmare (A Hollywood Undead FanFic)" by RainbowWriter8012 on Wattpad

Added 2 chaps already, and I am still going strong! As always, my inbox is open! Requests and ideas are welcome, and you'll be credited!

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Quotes from my novel

Grinning, I gestured to the book. “My ancestors have documented everything. This should help us find the answers, or at least the general direction of where to go.”

“Oh. That’s what… 400 years of history?” 

“More. Much, much more.” I suppose after 75 years I finally have to open up to someone other than my cat. 

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