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✩˚｡⋆ ⋆ ⋆ Shawty Want The Whole Team ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ˚｡✩

･˳ . ⋆ Team Starring Reiner Braun, Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirstein, Porco Galliard, Colt Grice, Connie Springer, And Floch Forster x Fem!reader ･˳ . ⋆

Synopsis: you and Reiner make your desires merge into one on this special night

୨୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Be advised to the warnings of smut, Gangbang/group sex, 8some, bodily fluids( squirting, cum, spit, etc.), dark content!!!, dubcon!!!, Somnophilia( just a little bit, it’s consensual), marking body with marker , knife play but minor, cam recording, picture taking, reader is an gothic Bimbo who loves leopard( I heard that’s one characteristics goth bimbos have, may be incorrect though), pet names( nymph, pretty angel, strawberry whore, strawberry, bunny, doll, Bambi, etc.), dirty talking, deep throating, face fuck, getting used and you love it, all them wear ski mask which mask kink, voice kink, lipstick/lipliner meshed with lipgloss kink, triple penetration, double penetration( one or both holes), anal play( butt plugs, anal, etc.), creampies, breeding kink implied, messy face fuck( I mean it), nipple play, eren is obsessed with your boobs( small or big, doesn’t matter), let me know if I missed something!!! Wc: 7k

Minors do not interact, 18+

ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ┈•ﾟNote from Salaciousdoll: Happy No Nut November everyone. I hope you all been lasting so far because I’m hoping to break it with this fic, I hope you all have a great time reading this long waited fic and I want to apologize to the people who were really looking forward to the aot Veterans fic like this one, but I plan on doing something else for them. Anyways I’m talking too much, so thank you all for tuning in and reading my kinktober/nnn fics, much love and this is the end <33

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Staying to yourself has always been your memo. It keeps people away from you, or so you thought. You always walked throughout the hallways of your apartment with your head held high, black/brown lip liner or black lipstick on your lips with a salacious shadow attached to you. Salacious to Armin that is. Armin thought you were fucking perfect as he stared at you walking past him to get to your apartment door opposite side of his.

He stood right there with his door open for a minute as he eyed you up and down. You had your headphones on your head, listening to your music. Despite your appearance, you listened to all kinds of music. Normally people expected you to listen to only rock, metal, or alternative music. Armin smiled to himself when he heard your keys drop. He hurried to pick them up and hand them to you.

You smiled and took off your headphones, greeting him, “ Hi Armin, didn’t know you were right there, I thought you were with the others at Eren’s house for game night.”

He watched your plump lips move and nothing you said registered in his mind. He tried so hard not to lower his eyes to your pushed up boobs in your choice of clothing with black as the main color of the outfit. You had a splash of a leopard print pattern with your outfit as well. His eyes stayed on the little knife necklace in between your boobs— he noticed the knife had a vial of red liquid in the middle of it and was fascinated by it, more like making himself fascinated just so he could stare a little longer. He gave up on trying and decided to trail his eyes further down to your pudgy stomach showing through your outfit.

You were still talking and not even noticing his big blue eyes tracing your body curves/ lumps in your leopard and black outfit with a bullet belt over your lower tummy and across your hips—slanted. Your legs were covered in fishnets with stars covered over them and you had on black platform boots. You looked gorgeous in his eyes, if only Reiner hadn't gotten to you first.

You cleared your throat once you noticed him looking and giggled in your hand, “ Oh Armin, you’re gonna get in trouble with Eren for missing his game night ~” the way you stretched the word night should be considered a sinful purr. Your voice went straight to his dick and at the point in time he needed you especially as he watched you walk inside your apartment— outfit hugging your voluptuous frame. Your hips or love handles were on his mind as he imagined squeezing them into his slender fingers . He didn’t like to think of women like this, but the temptation was taking over him. He shook his head and walked ahead with nothing but you on his mind. His thoughts lasted a long time even while he was at the game night with his boys.

A few hours later, Reiner was sitting on the couch sipping his beer between his pretty ring-filled hands. He was watching Jean, Floch, and Eren argue with one another over who lost in MK1. Reiner soon felt a vibration in his pants pocket due to his phone. He took it out and looked at it— instantly turning it over on his lap and looking around to see if anyone noticed his actions and someone did: Colt.

“ What’s wrong Reiner?”, Colt said on the stool at the bar where the snacks and drinks were. Reiner looked at him and debated inside of his head if he wanted to tell him what’s actually up or make an excuse.

Reiner sighs and rubs his big, veiny hand down his face, “ Just my girl, she’s been fussing at me more than usual”.

Colt took that excuse but Porco didn’t, “ He’s lying to you, see how his ears are twitching, he’s lying. Can’t believe I know this excuse of a human better than you, Colt.” Porco had a love and hate relationship with Reiner. He thinks Reiner is tolerable sometimes and that’s enough for him to still be friends with the man.

“ Can we just drop it.”, Reiner says, unknowingly picking up his phone again to unlock and see the picture. He kept his eyes trained on the way your body sat on the bed in a doll-like position with your knees placed on the bed, legs folded behind you, and your feet connected to the fat of your ass. The lingerie you had on was totally different from what you always wear. You just had on satin black bikini underwear with a leopard-print bow on the front, your pussy outline was visible and he was thirsty for it. Gosh, he loved how fat your pussy was.

You then had on a leopard print see-through robe with black fur on the outline and as he lifted his eyes on the phone, he placed a hand over his growing bulge. Your boobs were out and your nipples were pierced as usual but this time the nipple ring was different, it was his favorite color.

Reiner was too busy admiring the picture that he didn’t hear or feel any of the men behind him. They were looking at the photo as well, instantly getting hard, each for different reasons.

Eren because of your pierced nipples and how beautiful your boobs look. Jean for how full and lucious your lips looked. The other wanted to know what they were looking at, so Armin spoke up, “ What are you guys staring at?”

Reiner suddenly snapped his head up and shut off his phone to look behind him, gasping at Eren and Jean standing behind him with Connie trying to see from behind the two.

Eren was the first to speak between the three, “ So when are you gonna share? I’ve been wanting a piece of her since lik—”

“ She’s not meat, Eren. Have some decency for once.”, Jean says, rolling his eyes with a shake of his head following.

“ Let me see dammit.”, Connie declares with a flow of desperation seeping through his voice. He wanted to see you so badly since he had a crush on you way before Reiner even got with you. Connie looked at Eren and Jean, “ one word… Selfish”.

Jean turned back to him and they started arguing with Eren joining in to say that he knows you’re not meat and how he didn’t mean it that way.

Reiner didn’t pay their bickering no mind as he thought about the conversation you had last night courtesy of Eren asking that question.

Reiner was rubbing the middle of your back as you two laid naked against each other, “ Darkest desire I have, hmm… seeing you get pounded by my friends. Every last one of us uses you, of course still pleasuring you”.

You took in a sharp inhale before looking up at him since your head was on his meaty chest, “ same desire I have but with a few kinks involved, you’re down to hear them?” Reiner looked down at you and smirked with a nod of his head in sequence.

Reiner stood up and looked around at his boys, “ Anyone know where to get a ski mask from?” The men either tilted their heads in confusion or had a glow in their eyes signifying curiosity dancing her way in the pools of color each of their eyes held.

This only led to you sleeping as you get split open in your dream. Your dream was so beautiful and hot that you wanted to sleep longer, courtesy of Reiner bullying his cock into your wet pussy in missionary style as you whisper sweet words to each other inside of your dream. You two were making love in your dream and you never wanted it to end.

Yet it ended as soon as you felt a sharp thrust inside of your already hot cunt making you scream into the cloth covering your mouth. Your eyes snapped open and you saw gold irises swimming with the intensity of salacious intent as he bullied his cock past your tight slit, “ Mmmf, ahhhn.” Your moans were muffled and Reiner loved it, but he loved the feeling of your pussy wrapped around his thick cock even more.

He bit his lips as the ski mask was starting to soak into his skin because of the sweat clouding up as he fucked you and been fucking you for 15 minutes already, more like edging himself for 15 minutes, “ oh fuck! Such a good little pussy you have. Always need you whenever I come home.”

Your eyes widened once you recognized that voice, it was your man. Reiner. Big and buff with a ski masked on his face. This was your biggest desire, too bad you couldn’t get your other desire, or so you thought.

You felt the bed dip beside you and looked around to find two other masked men, one with deep green-blue eyes and another one with big blue eyes. You started to squirm around when Reiner thrusts became more powerful, “ Mmmph. I cwnttt. Pleishhh.” Every word you tried to say came out muffled and they all loved the feeling they got. The feeling of PDI: Power, Dominance, and Imbalance.

The man with the green-blue eyes grabbed your hand and placed your long acrylic nails on his dick wrapping his hand around to guide your hand up and down his cock. Eren couldn’t believe he was finally getting a taste or feeling of you, “ Her fuckhole is taking you so well, can’t say I’m impressed though since this is what all whores do right?” Eren lips formed into a pretty smile as you looked at him with squinted eyes. “ Take cocks like this.” Eren snapped his fingers to appoint the end of his statement.

You recognized that voice and you got wetter and tightened around Reiner to which you got a slap on your pussy, “ She’s indeed a slut… tightin’ around me at the sound of - ghahh Fuck!- your v-voice”. Your clit was shaking because of that action and you were pretty sure if his big hand slapped your pussy again you were gonna squirt on this man.

Armin trailed his hands down your arm to your hand to lace his fingers with them and lifted your hand to his cock, so now there were two hands on his pulsing cock with a girth that seemed even wider than Reiner’s. He had length, but his girth was a monster.

Your panties wasn’t even torn off so that’s how you knew Reiner stood on business because he usually slides your panties off, hell he usually wakes you up as well. Hated that feeling but you loved this one. Waking up to his cock already inside of you was a dream and reality now.

Armin threw his head back as he let out a low moan, “ Fuck pretty girl, y-your hands feels so good around my cock.” You were about to cum because Armin’s words cut through you like you were a tomato. Calling you a pretty girl was your weakness.

Your pussy quivered and another guy came beside Armin with light brown eyes with gold specks in them, at least that’s what it seemed when you peered at him as you kept stroking Armin and Eren dicks with different paces for each. Eren’s cock stroked in a fast pace; straight and up and down as in comparison to Armin’s cock being stroked in a slow-twist combo.

The guy put his thumb on your clit as Reiner kissed your cervix with his cock deep inside of you. The guy rubbed in slow circles causing you to try to squeeze your legs around Reiner’s hips but two other pairs of hands snatched each leg back and out of Reiner’s reach. Your moans were louder now as you try to move up and off Reiner’s dick so your pussy can catch a break. Your pussy was so fucking wet and you heard the pussy squelching noises along with his balls slapping against your other hole. The hole you now noticed has something attached to it. It was a butt plug, specifically a bunny tail butt plug inside of you, warming you up to take their cocks in your ass. You fucking loved this feeling so damn much. The feeling of being filled in both holes.

“ Cum f’me, Baby. Let Reiner feel your first orgasm for this night. Let us hear the sweet muffled moans spilling from you like a good little slut. Tonight you’re our performer so keep us entertained baby.”, The guy with specks of gold in his light brown eyes says as he leaned over to look you directly in the eye while still thumbing your clit.

“ Fuck that! Take the blindfold off her mouth so we can really hear her. Need to hear our pretty girl moan like a brain fucked bitch in heat”., Another man holding your thighs says in a matter of fact tone. You noticed that voice as well, Porco Galliard. A man you didn’t get along with but you secretly wanted to destroy or he destroyed you. Either way, you get something out of him.

A fifth man came to plant his knees on both sides of your head, slowly taking the blind fold off. He watched your eyes closed in bliss and your mouth open in a small o. Beautiful Melodies flew out of your mouth as he stared at you with his brown eyes and face covered with a ski mask just like the rest, “ She’s a true beauty, how the fuck did Reiner score with her?”

Porco's voice was heard next as you moaned at Reiner now drilling into your pussy, “ We all ask the same question, ginger. It’s confusing but from the way he’s fucking her, you could see why.”

Colt laughed as he peered over Reiner’s shoulder to watch you just like Porco was doing, “ I never thought there will be a day you compliment Reiner, Poc.”

Reiner couldn’t listen to them when his eyes were zoomed in on the way your whimpers were growing more rapidly and the way your body shook as he was still plunging into your sobbing pussy. “ Shit, I could feel myself cumming but I need you to cum before I do baby, so cum for me. Cum for us.”

“ Ahhn, I think I’m gonn- I think I’m gonna cum. Fuck!”, Your moans were beautiful to all of their ears and as some of them watch you lift your upper body up while Reiner fucked you through your orgasm, they realize that you were perfect for Reiner, one of his types.

Connie was holding off on jerking his cock because of how in awe he was at your body and how your hands, after dropping them from stroking Eren and Armin off, were trying to push reiner away because of the overstimulation you were getting.

Reiner wanted to stop fucking you so badly so he could hold off his orgasm but he couldn’t, not when your pussy is milking his cock as she sucked him in a vice grip. You were hungry for his dick. Reiner looked down at where the two of you were connected and saw your pussy was squirting a bit on his cock whilst also creaming on his dick, still having his ski mask on with sweat overlapping on his hair and face.

“ Reiner pl-please, s’ too much for me. Ahhnnn.”, Your moans were almost pornograhic and that pushed Reiner over the edge as he snapped his hips one more time with his balls landing on the fur ball attached to your butt plug.

His dick pumped inside of you as you felt your cervix get filled with his cum. “ Shit baby! So fucking good. S’ fucking good. She’s, ughhh!” They couldn’t even make fun of him as he tried to cradle all of your body inside of his big arms with his body sweat rolling onto your body because of him holding you— pumping you full. It’s like the others were watching a porn video from the way you two were fucking each other.

Reiner was seeing stars even as he laid his head on your chest. Your hand made its way into his hair calming him down from his orgasm. You knew he was probably at his limit since average men could only cum once, but you needed more.

So, you lifted your hips up with his cock still inside of you— fucking him back to full on hard since he was beginning to get semi soft inside of your pussy. “ Need more, Rei. Need you.” You looked around at the men staring in shock and mewled out, “ need all of you.”

Reiner lifted his head up and kissed you on your lips, “ Whatever my strawberry wants, she gets. Use her how she wants guys.” He slowly pulled out of you with a full hard on now and moved out of the way for the other men to surround you now.

“ what a pretty pair of tits you have, can’t wait to suck on em’, doll.”, Eren says as he twisted your right nipple making you whimper. Most would know that Eren is a tits man. He loved boobs of all sizes and colors—yours were no different from those he loved. In fact, he would have to say they’re more beautiful to stare at instead of fucking or sucking, so he brought his phone out of his pocket and you panicked, well your eyes showed slight panic. Eren looked at Reiner, “ you wouldn’t mind if I captured her essence for later right?”

Reiner looked at you before looking back at Eren, “ Ask her, it’s her body.” It was the bare minimum but Reiner always gave you butterflies when he said anything like that. Eren clicked, “ You are so right, how could I forget that you can speak for yourself right. So I ask you, may I capture these pretty tits for later, doll?”

You gulped and slowly nodded your head. Eren smiled and whispered a sweet to himself before taking a photo of your tits but as he was doing that your eyes connected with bright hazel eyes that belonged to Connie Springer. Connie leaned down to smash his lips onto yours, tasting your spit so lovingly. His tongue inserted inside of your mouth and you moaned from that feeling alone. You reached to pump his red flushed cock causing him to hiss into your kiss, “ fuck, pretty Angel.”

You heard other belt buckles and pants unzip and knew you were about to be fucked into oblivion. Some of them kept their cargo pants on and some didn’t. Eren, Porco, and Jean kept their cargo pants or jeans on and the rest took their style of pants off, leaving them in nothing but their tattoos or piercings.

You soon felt Connie’s lips detach from yours and another pair was placed on your lips, these ones were more rougher and somehow you loved how rough they kissed you. Floch needed to see how your lips tasted and felt but it didn’t last long because Jean snatched him back to lift you up and your legs and arms wrapped around his waist and neck so tightly in fear of him dropping up.

No matter how much you weighed Jean was gonna fuck you in the air or on the wall, he didn’t care he needed to bounce you on his dick, “ You’re such a bunny. A pretty bunny. A fuck bunny so I need you to bounce on me like one, okay.” You would’ve thought it was corny if you weren’t so horny. Jean’s eyes were on you as he pushed his cock inside of your warm pussy.

You couldn’t take how long his cock was so you squeezed your eyes shut. It’s like you could feel every vein on his cock sliding inside your pussy and it felt too good, so good that tears were beginning to develop in your eyes. Jean's eyes widened and he instantly stopped himself from going in further, “ What’s wrong? Did I hurt you? Do you wanna st-”

“ No.” you interrupt as he bombard you with questions of concern. “ It’s just so good, please fuck me, Jeanyy. I promise I can take it. Please.” You felt another pair of hands from behind you as they helped you take all of Jean’s cock into your wet cunt by placing hands on your shoulders to guide you down.

“ Come on, strawberry, is that all you can take, I feel like your hole is wet enough to take Jean boy. I would’ve thought a slut like you would do better than this, I’m disappointed in you, princess?”, Porco says as he wiggles the bunny tail around making you moan with your head thrown back against his body.

“ Fuck off, Porco. You’re gonna help or what?, if not get the hell out of our space.”, Jean says as he grabs your ass in between his fingers, some of the fat spilling over his fingers. Jean hated when people called him his mother’s nickname, it’s annoying when she says it even as he’s a grown adult so it was double annoying when his friends say it, especially in front of his crush he’s about to pound in a moment.

Porco knew Jean was irritated, so he smirked at him and put his head in between your shoulders to stare at Jean, “ Let me show you how to properly fuck a slut like her. You too Reiner.” Reiner scoffed and rolled his eyes at his friend.

Porco slowly took out the butt plug as he watched how your body wiggled against Jean’s dick causing him to still himself inside of your pussy in fear of cumming before you. Once the plug was out of you, Porco stroked his cock a solid two times before lining his tip against the opening of your ass. Your ass puckered in desperation of emptiness and you needed something to fill it up after being plugged up for you don’t know how long.

Porco pushed himself inside of your hole causing you to cry with more tears pouring down your eyes, your mascara falling down your eyes. You knew you should’ve taken off the remaining of your makeup but you fell asleep right after masturbating to Reiner because of his reaction to the picture you sent.

Once Porco got himself past the tight ring of muscle, he slowly felt you relax as he gave you time to adjust to him and Jean being inside of you at the same time.

You whined as your hands were placed on Jean’s chest, “ Wan’ more. Please treat me like a slut, fuck me like a whore.” Jean smashed his lips onto yours as both him and Porco began to move in sync. Both hissing at the feeling of your pussy and ass welcoming them in like it’s a home for them.

“ Fuck princess, you’re sucking my dick into this precious little hole of yours, wish we can- fuck!- take as long as we want but we can’t when you have other wolves to feed as well.”, Porco says as he slides more of himself inside of you as he was still fucking into you, getting you to take all of his thick dick inside of your ass.

When Jean moved in, Porco moved out and you were in heaven because the feeling of being stuffed in both ends was a beautiful feeling to you, so beautiful that you couldn’t help but to babble, “ mmph, mmm, keep fucking me like this.” They both sped up with Louis pants and groans following. The sound of balls slapping against your skin and their each other balls were heard as they quickened their pace.

“ Shit bunny, you’re bouncing on my cock so well, fuck! Such a good little bunny for me.”, Jean moans into your neck prior to sucking on it as he rolls his hips into your pelvis. The loud smacks from their bodies were addictive to the rest of the men who stroked themselves to the scene in front of them.

Crazily enough, Porco liked the feeling of being inside of your ass, especially when his cock rubbed against Jean’s adding more pleasure to his fuck. Jean felt the same, only a wall stopping them from being in the same hole.

“ M’gonna, Uhhnnn, Je-annnn. Por-coooo.” The moans that came out of your mouth set them ablaze and so they fucked your even harder chasing their own orgasms not knowing that you already came onto their dicks with no hesitation, “ Yesssss, fuck me. Fuck me. You're fuc-ckingg me sooo goodd.” Your legs were tightly gripping onto jeans waist causing him to stiffen himself and cum deep into your pussy with a loud moan of your name. Reiner watched the whole thing with envy and lust. Specifically envy when Jean came inside of you and Porco followed after with a loud groan of your name.

When your body went limp inside of their arms, they both pant before sliding out of you with their cum dripping out of you and onto the floor. The others watched and whispered different things.

Porco slapped your ass and kissed your ear, “ Thank you for the ride, slut. Gotta use that mouth next time since that’s what you’re best at running.”

Your legs were still shaking and you couldn’t even register his words, but you felt the slap on your ass and you moaned. Jean had to take the ski mask off because he was sweating nonstop, he threw it behind him and took your mouth against his in hunger. In between the kisses he muttered a thank you prior to walking you to the bed with his arms around your body. Jean turned you around to place you on a body laying on the bed already, “ You took them like a champ, doll. And you looked so pretty while they took you, so will you be able to handle me, Armin, and Connie as well?”

Your pussy visibly clenched in Armin’s view as he stood behind you and when you did it, a little cum dripped down your pussy to land on Eren’s pants. Armin let out a shaken breath and placed his hands on your ass to spread you apart. You were about to look back to see who it was, but Connie took your hair and yanked back on whatever hairstyle you had making you wince, “ Ah ah Ah, nope, nuh uh, focus only on me, pretty Angel. Need all of your attention on me as I fuck your pretty face. Couldn’t wait to have you like this so I’m not gonna waste any more.” Connie slammed his cock inside of your mouth making you take all of his cock in his mouth, “ Shit! time.” He finished off his sentence at the same time your choking was heard.

Your black lip liner meshed into your lipgloss or black lipstick was starting to have marks on Connie’s dick and he loved the little black rings forming on his cock as he drove his dick back and forth in your mouth. Eren sucked on one of your boobs swinging in his face at the same time he felt Armin grab his dick to help him inside of your tight and warm pussy. Eren let out a moan with your nipple in his mouth and the vibrations went straight to your core allowing him to push himself more inside because of you opening up to him just a little bit.

Once Armin slid inside of your pussy, he let out a loud whimper shocking himself and everyone around him. Colt patted his back as he stood on the side of him wanting to feel you wrapped around his dick as well.

Feeling both of their cocks inside of the same hole was too much for you but it felt good, a weird good. “ mmmpfff, mmmm!” Your moans were vibrating on Connie’s cock which now just sat inside of your mouth, he was giving you time to adjust to both Armin and Eren inside of you at once.

Tears were escaping your eyes even more due to the pain of the stretch happening by Armin’s cock slowly moving in and out of your pussy. He finally had the chance to move more when you started to get wetter and a bit loose for him and Eren. Doesn’t mean your pussy didn’t still take the shape of his and his best friend's cocks. “ You’re doing so well, Pretty Bambi. So well for me and Eren. Now will you allow one more?”

You squirmed in anticipation at the feeling of being filled by four cocks whether they were in the same hole or not. You felt feet positioned themselves on the side of your body as you desperately heard Eren slurping sounds on your tits just as much as you felt his warm saliva covering your nipples like icing on a cake. It was like he was trying to suck some milk out of them from how hard the sucking sounds were heard.

“ Not being nice with her like you three are, so take this you pretty nymph.”, Floch says with his dick moving inside of your asshole, making you take all of his dick which was surprisingly big enough to fill your greedy hole. Once they saw your head snap back after popping Connie’s dick out of your mouth with a moan following they knew they were gonna have so much fun.

Connie looked down at you as he tried to balance himself on the moving bed that was moving back and forth. He looked at your face and his eyes brightened up at the image of you taking dicks after dicks inside of you, so bad he needed to capture this moment forever, “ Reiner, give me your camera. Need everyone to know this pretty succubus name.”

Reiner stood up with the camera that always sat on the book shelf and handed it to Connie before kissing your cheek, “ Having fun, strawberry?” You couldn’t form words at the moment because you were too fucked out. Nothing but small cries and they’re groaning and moans synced into one were heard. Some grunts were heard around the room.

Reiner chuckled as Connie angled the camera at your face with his ski mask still on, in fact all of them except Jean had theirs still on. Connie pressed record and recorded your moans as you looked down into Eren’s eyes, “ Fuck she’s taking all three of them so fucking well, a true Nymph.”

Jean chimed in, “ Slut.”

Porco next, “ Whore.”

And finally Colt was next, “ She’s incredible, insatiable.”

“ Dude can’t you be mean for once in your life, you’re fucking up the video.”, Connie says as he looks at Colt off the video. You could hear Reiner chuckling at the comment.

“ Leave Colt alone, Connie. He’s a sweetheart. A lover boy.”, Reiner says as he tweaked your nipples while he had one knee on the bed studying you as you took three cocks inside of you at the same time.

“ nnghhh, I don’t think.. hahh. I don’t think I’m gonna hold awnnn.”, You moaned as Armin’s and Eren’s cocks synced into you with rhythm, as Eren moved in, Armin swirled his hips to move out and this repeated. You had no idea Armin could fuck like this but he’s fucking you with much more rhythm than you expect.

Meanwhile Floch was on top of you and Eren drilling into your ass until he had to cum and he pulled out before that to get down, “ Fuck, she’s so fucking… ughhh I was about to cum but that’s not where I want to cum.”

Once Floch moved out the way Armin could move how he wanted. He held your hips and started to speed his thrusting up, fluently and rapidly. His thrust was matching Eren’s. “ Shit, Bambi, I can’t hold on either. Wanna cum deep inside of you. Hahhh!” Armin’s nickname and moans were getting to you and you needed to put something in your mouth before you suddenly start babbling out things you don’t mean.

Eren told Armin to stop for a second and positioned both of you down a bit off the bed and after that, he signaled Armin to go. They both started to thrust inside of your now stretched out hole and you latched your lips around Connie’s tip making him shudder and stagger a bit, he was caught off guard and anyone who watched the video back would see how he was caught off guard due to the shaking of the camera.

Eren’s balls were slapping against Armins and it added onto him pounding into your soft spot over and over “Fuck, doll. Fuck! Fuck! I swear to God I’m gonna cum inside of her Reiner, I don’t care about anything but cumming inside of this amazing pussy. How does she feels Armin? I know you’re close as well, I can feel you pumping against me.”

Armin couldn’t even think or talk, your pussy was too good to even form sentences so he let out a low moan followed by a yeah. Eren knew his friend was pussy drunk, hell he was too if he’s talking about practically putting a baby in her.

The squelching sounds became louder and soon they both felt liquid squirting on their cocks as you tried so desperately to get away from everyone because the pleasure was becoming too much but at the same time you didn’t want it to end.

“ She’s fucking squirting on us, fuck it. M’cummin.”, Eren says as he pushes more of himself into you to cum inside of your pussy. Your eyes were rolled to the back of your head as Connie recorded your mouth swallowing his dick all the way down your throat with loud gags following.

Armin was next and he came a bit inside of you by accident before pulling out and finishing on your ass with sweat covering his body just as much as sweat was covering Eren’s. “ Shit. I can- I can’t Bambi, you are taking us so well and allowing me to finish on this perfect ass of yours like a good girl.”

Connie's head snapped up since his head was thrown back because of the head you were giving him. He suddenly snatched your head down to the base of his dick with your nose pressed into his semi-shaved grey hair. He tried to ignore the sounds of you choking and sucking on his dick so good and pointed the camera to Armin, “ Woah, little Armi…” Connie got sidetracked, “ hahhh~ fuck pretty Angel, your throat is amazing. Can’t believe you kept this all to yourself Reiner. Anyways, back to you Armin, you grew up.” Your hands came up to Connie’s thighs to tap him so you could breathe since you have been swallowing his dick so long, “ Oh sorry, pretty Angel, let me let you breathe.” He snatched your hair back to let you breathe again and you let out a loud sigh, coughs were in sequence.

Spit dripped down his cock, your chin, and tits. Eren thankfully moved his head to the right when he saw spit was dripping down your body and was about to move to his ski mask. You felt so messy and full as Eren slid out of you with his cum dripping down your pussy. “ Mmmgh, I feel so full.”

“ Good, you’re about to be even fuller and messier.”, Floch says as he grabs you off Eren to drag you by the arm to the couch in the room. He pushed you down and ripped the remaining of your clothes off and you swore you were never turned on by Floch before, but you are now. He snatched half of your body off the small couch and turned to Connie and then turned to Colt, “ You two are gonna fuck her or should I?”

Reiner wanted to say that you had enough but the way you were staring at Connie’s dick told him to shut the hell up. It’s your desire and his desire coming together as one in this night so of course both of you are gonna enjoy it even more.

Connie stalked over to you like a predator, he needed to feel your pussy around his cock, so he positioned himself in between your legs and tapped his now moist dick on your cream filled pussy, “ Fuck, you’re such a pretty slut man, it’s scary to know that I won’t find someone like you. A dedicated slut. Let me give you a reward for swallowing my dick. That’s cool with you right?”

You whimpered as you sat up on your elbows, “ fuck me, con’. Want you to make me a mess, messier than I already am. All three of you.” As you end that last sentence, you stare at the other two men standing around you. You then stared at the camera, licking your messy lips, your lipstick or lipgloss was over the area your lips were and your mascara ran down your face. You actually looked like a whore, a pretty and classic whore.

Connie had enough and shoved the camera in Reiner’s hands before properly laying you down on the couch, “ Let’s give the pretty slut what she wants. You two could take anything but her pussy. That’s all mine for now.”

Reiner recorded all three of you whilst stroking his dick just like the rest. They watched as Floch got on top of you to grab your tits to fuck them with his cock, something Eren would gladly do if they got this opportunity again. One of their phones was ringing but they could care less because all of their focus was on you being used like a slut. Colt had put his body a little bit up toward your neck to fuck into your mouth, so he wasn’t that far from Floch as he lifted your tits up and down on his cock.

“ Shit, this bitch tits are fucking amazing. Fuck!”, Floch moaned as his spit coated his cock and in between your tits so wonderfully. It caused him to move with speed.

Connie gripped your hips and thrusted into your pussy like you were his flesh light. He was in love with your pussy because it was still tight around his dick, “ shit, her pussy is amazing. Tits as well but her pussy is- uughnn- even more amazing. It’s still so tight after taking so much cock. It’s not too tight but it’s just- mmmph- right.”

You were too busy getting your throat fucked by Colt to say thank you. His cock was so long and a bit skinny but it was still long. So when he thrusted in your mouth you automatically choke because it’s too much for your throat. You were in love with how gentle he was fucking your throat, “ Ahhn, she’s swirling her tongue under my cock e-e-everytime it goes in. It feels so fucking good. So this and her prettiness and personality is amazing.”

“ Relax Colt, it seems like you’re tryna take my girl.”, Reiner says behind the camera, getting chuckles and laughs from the guys.

Colt panicked and you saw he was about to apologize, so you locked your jaws around his cock causing him to throw his head back. He now started to thrust in your mouth like there’s no tomorrow. Spit was forming around his dick and around the base of his cock. Snot was beginning form when your tears poured down your eyes from how his dick was going in and out of your throat creating throat bulges he couldn’t see, but you could feel them.

You squirm when you feel something cold and pointy near your stomach. You felt another presence and heard Reiner’s voice, “ My strawberry loves the thought of being used by men in ski masks. She liked to be fucked senseless and treated like a flashlight by men in ski mask.. tsk.. tsk… tsk, what a dirty slut you are. She especially likes when you threaten her with a good time and her special tools. Isn’t that right, my little strawberry whore?” You tried to lift your head to talk but Colt wasn’t letting up as he wiped the sweat off your forehead as an apology.

You didn’t mind but Reiner still wanted to taunt you as he circled the sharp silver knife he got from the table next to the couch around your navel, “ My bad, I forgot you couldn’t speak.”

You moaned against Colts cock when you felt the knife lowering to your vagina but not touching it at all. Connie didn’t know how to take this new information, yet he knew one thing, he was turned on. So Connie placed a thumb over your clit and as soon as he did one rub, you squirted on him which made him cum inside you unintentionally, or was it?

Connie grunted out his moans, “ fucking shit, this fucking ahahhhhh.” He couldn’t form a sentence and he never couldn’t form a sentence, not even when he was inside of his ex-girlfriend's pussy. You were what he wanted and needed, he’s sure all of them felt the same.

Floch was now fucking roughly into your tits and he soon came on your chest and neck since he was a long cum shooter. “ Perfect. Fucking perfect!”

Reiner recorded everything and came on the open space on your tummy with a loud groan. “ Such a pretty baby doll you are, letting my friends use you and get off to you. Ohhhh.” He stroked his cock even more to free himself of all the cum that needed to come out.

Colt was last and when he came inside of your mouth your tears and snot was running down your face. Colt didn’t even mind that, if anything he thinks you looked more beautiful because in his mind he caused this and he was a proud man, “ So- Aah- so pretty.”

Reiner captured everything and when Colt pulled out he positioned the camera in your face at the same time Eren gave him the marker he picked up from your dresser. Reiner let Colt get up and positioned the camera on your body and then your face. He took the cap off the marker with his mouth and threw it behind him. He then wrote “ Pretty Bambi”, “ Angel face”, “ Strawberry whore”, “ Pretty girl”, “ Whore”, and “ Doll” on your upper body.

Once he was done writing it, you finally calmed down from your high and looked at the camera. Reiner wiped the snot off your nose and onto a towel they brought out the bathroom to wipe you down, “ Tell the camera who the pretty slut of the night is.”

You smiled and gargled around Colt’s cum into your mouth before finally swallowing it and letting out a loud breath, “ I’m { reader’s name}, nice to meet ya.”

Reiner smiled and pecked your lips, “ Let’s get you cleaned up, baby.”

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satorusdiary · 1 year

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All mine

-Plug!Eren x reader

Warnings: Fluff, Protective! but chill Eren, kissing, making out, drunk college people, unwanted flirting/touching, groping, f!reader, Eren beats up a boy for you

Summary: In which a boy named Floch won’t leave you alone during a party. You think Eren isn’t looking over you, but he happens to be watching everything happen. As he observes, he notices something he doesn’t like happen infront of him, that’s when he’s on his way to you, and making sure your okay.

A/N: you and Eren are dating in this one and are happily inlove

Eren knows his girlfriend is pretty, the prettiest out of everyone in the world. As in Jeans words, his girlfriend is a bad bitch. And fucking around with a bad bitch meant immature boys, not men, flirting with his girlfriend at parties. Unknowingly, he’s the one to sit and observe and step in once something fucked up happens. Which involves, touching his girlfriend in ways she doesn’t like.

As of right now, Erens sitting on a couch by the pool table accompanied by his friends, Jean and Reiner. The three of them, watch as another boy comes up to you, asking if you’d like to dance. Obviously you say no, in the politest way you could.

When you say no the guy, he gets defensive and accuses you of lying to him. That’s when you bring your hand up showing the promise ring Eren bought you for your one year anniversary which was 2 weeks ago. You loved showing off the ring, especially in front of guys who were trying to hit at you.

You looked absolutely beautiful today, and everyday in Eren’s eyes. He falls more in-love with you as the days go by. Even if he’s not the one to seem like it, the only person who knows he’s like that is you. His beautiful, loving, girlfriend.

“You letting a ugly ass boy hit up your girlfriend, Eren?” Reiner questions, holding up a red solo cup filled with hennessy. Swirling it around as he continues to watch you deal with Floch as he’s trying to get at you once again.

Eren shook his head, and lets out a half chuckle along with tsk. It’s normal seeing down-bad men go up to you, but it’s the same every-time. You deny them, and then you brag about how beautiful and perfect your boyfriend is.

“Nah, i’m just waiting to see what y/n does.” Eren spoke, putting away the stiiizy pen into his pocket. Jean whines as he sighs. The feeling of not having a hot girlfriend kills Jean everytime, especially when he would watch one of his best friends go through what he wants.

As the scene continues to unfold. You eventually get super disgusted and begin walking away from Floch, not wanting to be around him no more thanks to his inappropriate and desperate words. When he starts following you, out of Erens sight, that’s when he gets up from the couch.

“Aight, that’s when i do something ‘bout this shit.” Eren grunts, walking towards the direction you and Floch left in.

“Don’t kill him, Jaeger!” Connie yells out from the pool table, knowing that if someone was to lay hands on you shit would go down. And not in a good way for the dude that would be flirting with you.

From your point of view, you were getting annoyed. Pushing past many drunk college students who didn’t have the minds to comprehend anything wasn’t helpful aswell.

“Dude! just leave me alone. I’m taken!” You yelled out for what it seems like the billionth time at the male. Floch rolled his eyes and pulled you back, having a tight hold on your wrist.

“C’mon baby, stop playing so hard. Y’know you want me.” Floch whispers the last thing. Your heart drops when he pulls you in closer into a uncomfortable embrace, your hands were on his chest trying to push away from him.

He continues invading your self privacy by digging his head into your neck, kissing, licking it, all of the above. Tears begin brimming up in your vision when his hand slither down to your ass. You helplessly look around to room to see if you could find anyone that you knew, but no one besides drunk college students having fun.

“Yo, what ‘are you doin?” A familiar deep voice comes from behind Floch, sending relief into your chest. Floch immediately takes his hands off of you and turns around, slightly shaking at the voice.

Once his embrace let’s loose, you run out of his arms and head towards Erens, holding him around his torso as tight as you could. Letting a few tears go freely down your cheeks.

Eren places a kiss onto your temple, and rubs his hands up and down your waist reassuring you that you were okay.

“Go back with the others, mama. I’ll meet you in a bit hm?” He hummed, waiting for you respond. He used his thumbs to get rid of the last tears that left your eyes.

You nodded your head and kissed his cheek, turning your head to look at Floch’s shaking form knowing that he couldn’t run, if he were to then shit would get 10x bad then it already was.

“Thank you baby.” You mumbled to Eren once more before walking away from the pair. You knew he didn’t want you staying around for whatever was going to happen, therefore he told you to go ahead with your friends.

luckily, you had Erens jacket on. Even if you were shaken up, you found comfort in his warm puffer jacket with his scent dazing into your senses.

“Jaeger! I-I didn’t know that was your girlfriend..” Floch stuttered as the puzzle began piecing together. When you hugged Eren, that was when Floch swore his heart dropped to his ass.

“What a stupid excuse.” Eren mumbled before walking closer, throwing a punch to the boys nose. Everyone around Eren begins distancing away from the scene, most of them staying to record. Many screams were heard inside the room. That was the last thing you heard before you headed outside to meet up with Mikasa, Annie, and Sasha.

Erens knuckles began to coat with blood, Floch’s blood. Assuming it’s from his now broken nose, or his broken jaw. Just from a few punches, Floch is knocked out. He couldn’t even fight back from the sudden punches, and since Eren was stronger and on top of him. Making him defenseless.

A distant sound of Connie cheering Eren on could be heard from the crowd. Connie had his phone up with flash, yelling “World Star!!”

Befofe Eren could land a final punch to his already swollen and broken jaw, Jean and Armin appear behind him forcing him off of Floch’s beaten, and bloody body.

“Alright! You win Eren now stop before you kill him!” Jean pleads, noticing how upset and tense Eren was. Not a single scratch being left on in. There was a chance Eren would have to make another stop by the police station once again. But it didn’t matter, only if you were safe and alright.

“Yeah! You wouldn’t be able to see your precious girlfriend if you were behind bars right?!” Armin yelled out, Eren still trying to get out of his best friends grasp.

Erens breathing gets heavy, the sounds of people cheering him on continues and gets louder. He looks around to make sure your not in sight, he feels a little bit of relief once he finds out you’re not in the crowd. He knew you didn’t like watching something like this occur, especially if your pretty boyfriend was involved in it.

“You fucker, that’s what happens when you lay your dirty hands on my girlfriend!” Eren yells out to Floch’s unconscious bloody face. Acting like he was able to hear him.

“Fuck get off me.” Eren shoves off Jean and Armin from him, frustrated. The one thing he does is begin finding you, his precious girlfriend. Armin, Jean, and a few of his other friend trail along behind him.

When he sees you, you’re sitting on a bench by the lighten up pool, accompanied by Mikasa and Annie. You were looking down at your lap, admiring your promise ring that was on your ring finger.

You notice people walking outside in the backyard, making you lift up your head to see who it was. When you see Eren, you get up from the bench and instantly run towards your pretty boyfriend who has his arms wide open for you.

You run into his arms, his hands instantly wrapped around your waist as you hide your face into the crook of his neck.

“im sorry, ren.” You pull away from him to spectate his knuckles. The redness making you look up at him with glossy eyes, and a worried expression. He smiles in return, cupping your face with his large hand. Rubbing soothing circles to your cheeks.

“It’s okay, angel. As long as you’re okay.” He props two fingers to your chin and brings his face down to yours. Connecting your lips together, sharing a sloppy kiss. His hands move from your waist to under your thighs, signaling you to jump which you do.

Now your legs are wrapped around his waist, the two of you sharing a lovingly, kiss which led onto a small make out session with your tongues fighting for dominance.

“Thank you, thank you rennie. I dunno what i’d do without you, i love you s’much.” You slurred out as you pulled away from his lips, a string of saliva trailing between you both.

He brushes his hand through your hair, giving you a peck on your forehead then a loving kiss on your plump lip.

“I love you more, mama. I’d do anything for you. you’re all mine, forever.” He motioned to the promise ring that was on his hand, and on yours. Making you smile brightly.

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wettvagina · 6 months

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REVENGE COUPLE

SYNOPSIS: Jean cheats on you with Mikasa, and Mikasa cheats on Eren with Jean. Subsequently, you and Eren get together. The perfect revenge couple.

WARNINGS: p in v , creampie

a/n:lol

You laid almost lifelessly in the comfort of your bed, in your dorm room. Your mouth was dry and your eyes felt heavy, your hair physically triggered you as you could sense the grease and tangles.

You laid there, bitterly as your phone buzzed repeatedly, you didn't know if you've even processed everything yet, however this pain was like a knife in the heart. It was as if, something you've worked so hard for, perfecting it with every second passing, was suddenly stolen from you.

That pinpointed half of what you were feeling, the other half being the feeling of resentment and a sense of palapbility towards yourself, taking great concern towards your flaws, physically and mentally. You simply felt like an object, something that somebody could chew up, then spit out when they've grown bored, or in your case; chew up and spit you out when they want a new one.

Thoughts; memories, moments, words he said to you, all ran through your mind, toying with your head as you leaned into your pillow, wondering, why?

Just why? Were you not good enough, did you not put your everything into your relationship, were you annoying, or did he not find you attractive. Thoughts plagued your mind consecutively before one thought occupied all the space.

Maybe he was just an asshole.

An asshole; for doing that.

for making you feel this way.

for making you look at yourself in a hateful way.

Or perhaps, you were just gullible, foolish for believing that genuine love could florish between people like you two, you were simply stupid for loving him in the first place, for giving him all of you and him betraying you in the snap of a finger was your punishment.

Pain, anxiety, lonliness was constant in your system, as you fell into the loop; reminiscing the memories you shared with him, painting him as an asshole to get your brain to move on, deducing yourself to be a fool for loving him in the first place, as lastly concluding that you were still in love with him.

You sighed for the hundredth time, turning your face so that your vision pointed up at the ceiling, you extended your hand to grab your phone which vibrated against the wooden nightstand it laid on, providing a small exposure of light in your pitch black room.

Turning on your phone, you see the million notifications from your friends, asking if you were okay, you saw some notifications from boys whom were waiting patiently for you and Jean to break up to slide into your DMs.

Clicking on the Instagram icon, you waited for the homepage to load, your heart begun drumming against your chest as you saw the pink-to-orange gradient circle around Jean's round profile photo displayed on recently uploaded stories.

Impulsively, you clicked the icon, regret coiling in your brain as the story took time to load, upon loading, your eyes widened, seeing Mikasa's face posted to a love song, the red heart emoji captioned the screen as the story, and the music played from your phone.

Your eyes prickled with tears as you slammed your phone onto the bed, you screamed into your pillow, groaning as you stood to your feet, "This won't fucking do.'' you grunted, "Hey y'all, halloween party at my place, pull up if you're free" Floch's voice ringed from your phone, turning your phone screen to face you, you looked at Floch's Instagram story that automatically played, an evil smirk forming on your face as you rummaged through the pile of clothes on your floor.

Grabbing a black bra, a pair of shorts and a pair of black boots which stopped mid-calf, you stripped out of your two-day old clothes, wrapping yourself in a towel before stepping into the shower. "Siri, play some music." you chimed as your hype-music boomed from your phone's speaker.

Stepping into the shower, you washed your hair, shaved every part of your body with caution, muttering "I have to get laid." repeatedly like a crazy woman. Stepping out of the shower, you grabbed a black thong, music boomed in your ears as you danced in your dorm room while slipping the thong up your thighs, followed by your dark blue denim shorts, you grabbed the straps of the thong, raising them so they were visible under your shorts.

You clipped on your bra while opening your minifridge using your feet, you grabbed your emergency bottle of Hennessy, downing a large gulp, scrunching your face as the bitterness settles in your tongue, burning your throat as it enters your system, feeling a slight buzz, you downed a larger gulp, manically searching for your phone in the covers of your bed with your right hand, bottle of Hennessy in your left hand, taking occassional sips, bliss and excitedness pumping through your body.

Turning off the music which was playing, you shoved your phone in your back pocket of your shorts, leaving the open bottle of Hennessy on the wooden side table near your bed as you slip on your black boots, "Fuck where is it." you cursed as you searched your pile of clothes for a vital item for your costume.

"Yes!" you cheered upon finding the black cat ears, adjusting them onto your head before standing onto your feet, looking at yourself in the mirror. "How could somebody ever leave me." you mutter to yourself, touching your corporeal body as you look at yourself in the mirror.

Snatching your phone from your back pocket, you open the Instagram app, swiping to the camera feature, snapping some sexy pictures of yourself in your costume, finding a picture you liked, you put a song by Stunna Girl before posting it, waiting for it to upload before twisting the doorknob which kept you inside your dormroom, sashaying out of your dorm with clicks of your boots snapping from the floor.

"Goddamn!" someone muttered as you made your way through the hallway of several dormatories, upon reaching outside of your building complex, you took a large sniff of the air outside, perceptive of the afternoon breeze which smelled like maple syrup and cold donuts, you watched the hues of the sky, the bright orange to pink gradient seemingly more interesting as compared to other days where you'd immediately rush inside, not even peering up at the sky.

"Taxi." you called out, stepping into the yellow, black-striped vehicle, giving the driver details of your destination. You could hear the music from outside, the low-volume songs ascended its booming as you came closer to the property.

Floch's house was decorated with halloween decor, along with color-changing strip lights which illuminated the porch, displaying all the action of the people whom occupied the area; there were people kissing, grabbing at eachother, dancing, drinking, some even seemed to be getting fingered.

The yard of this frat house was littered with disposed bottles, snack paper wrapper, some tiny ziplock bags, as well as some red plastic cups. Kicking some shards of glass from the concrete pathway, you felt as if the ground was shaking to the beat of the music, your atomosphere synchronised with the sound of the music as you stepped into the porch, feeling the stares on you.

Tightening the straps of your bra and digging your phone even deeper into your pocket, you stepped into the house, the music becoming vivid as your eyes dazed at the disco-themed flashing lights reflected in your pupils.

Upon enterance, you were already pushed into the swaying crowd, dancing to whatever 90s to early 10s mix the DJ created, you heard yells, chants and moans compete with the playing music, you searched the entire room, subconsiously, counting all the people you were familiar with; Floch, Reiner, Ymir and Sasha.

You grinned when your eyes met with Sasha's, a grin of shame and embarrassment pratically, Sasha ran up to you, embracing you with tenderness as you giggled, holding back some tears as you expected the following words to come out of her mouth, "Listen, Jean's an asshole." she started, "Look at you, so beautiful, he should be lucky to even say he breathed the same air as you." she went on, grabbing your knuckles as she spoke, "It's fine, I'm fine and I really don't wanna talk about it." you vocalized, "Mhm, well, drinks are in the kitchen, but I feel like you already pre-gamed." she chatted, "Mhm, thanks." you smile at her before you all go your separate ways.

You pushed through the sonorous, shickered crowd, occasionally making eye contact with the boys whom knifed their gazes at you as if you were a piece of meat. You assumed you were in the hallway, as you passed through the dimly-lit, narrow path, barely littered with maudlin people, you heard voices paired with snickers as you reached closer to the kitchen, the song suddenly faded into a new one, and you heard louder chants and yawps from the distant crowd in the living room.

Both your eyebrows raised as you enetered the kitchen, involuntarily staring at Jean and Mikasa, Mikasa sat on the counter of the island, in the middle of the kitchen, around her jumbled with several alcohol bottles, Jean situated himself between her thighs, hands caressing her skin.

Soon, you saw Jean's perforating stare, his eyes shifted to Mikasa's face, whispering into her ears, soon she looked back at you, giggling when she faced Jean. You clenched your jaw, rage pumping through your veins, you swore your face would turn into rock as your stone-faced expression appeared.

Oh you were going to tell her. you swore to yourself, cursing under your breath as you noticed snickers and giggles from everyone in the kitchen, all of them with eyes pointing at you. "Aye Jean, can I make a move on your old girl." your heard a boy try to whisper to Jean with little effort to conceal his words, Jean looked at him, "Yeah, whatever." Jean ragged, with an I-Don't-Give-A-Fuck expression, all his attention keen on Mikasa, the group of boys laughed as you took a step forward, grabbing a bottle of whatever you were capable of picking up.

Popping the lid off, you turned around, gulping down the substance recklessly, a poor attempt to compress the pain stinging in your chest and the weakness your body suddenly felt. Taking an electrifying gulp, you placed the bottle on the nearest counter top which spanned around the walls of the room of the kitchen, "It'd be so hilarious if Eren shows up." Connie snickered, jabbing at Reiner who stood in a separate corner, before Reiner formed a snarky comment, you felt a presence in front of you.

Speak of the devil.

The entire room burst out in laugher, Eren's eyes meets Mikasa's as she smiles shyly, mockery interpretated from her actions, Jean's eyes lingered at Eren's somehow laid back expression. Was he high?

You thought to yourself, of course you were no dummy, you knew that Mikasa left Eren for Jean, the same way Jean left you for Mikasa, theoretically, you and Eren were on the same boat. You looked up at Eren, who's gaze shifted from Mikasa, then to Jean and then to the other people in the room lampooning on the current situation.

Then Eren's eyes shifted down onto you. You and Eren weren't strangers, you knew him and he knew you. Before him and Mikasa were together, as well as before you and Jean were together, Mikasa and Jean were together.

Mikasa and Jean's relationship were ragged at, due to the fact that Mikasa had been with several guys closely associated with Jean before hopping to Jean, both you and Eren ridiculed their relationship, that was back when you and Eren were colleagues, calling your relationship 'friends' would be pushing it.

However, your companionship with him soon came to an ironic end when Mikasa seemingly cheated on Jean with Eren, and in the next few weeks Eren isolated himself completely, ruining himself for a girl that would soon ruin him.

And well, out of convienence, Jean ran to you.

Everything was all and well, until the equilibrium was broken, meaning; Mikasa got bored of Eren and effortlessly jumped to Jean who was more than gleeful to take her back.

Oh well, end of backstory. Back to the present.

You looked up at Eren, a grin on your face, one that was hinted with slight mockery, you moved to the side, avoiding his figure as you walked out of the kitchen. Not wanting to be in that unbearing environment, you questioned yourself, wondering why you even came to this party. Soon, all your questions came to an abrupt end when the song switched, satisfyingly. You briskly walked to the living room, looking for an unoccupied body to grind on as you felt the sudden buzz of the alcohol.

The crowd ate your body as you found yourself backing it up on a random girl, slurring your words as you sung the lyrics to the song in a maudlin tone, woozy from the alcohol. Soon the music switched, and the lighting suddenly dimmed, you checked your phone, seeing the time was 6P.M, meaning the party had just kicked off.

Smirking when you felt a large presence tower behind you, you purposefully, pushed yourself backwards, poking your ass out as you moved your waist in a circle, feeling the person's large, calloused hands roam over the dip of your waist, down to your hips, keeping a steady hold as he grinded onto you.

You felt yourself getting wetter as you were somehow able to smell him, his colonge which was paired with an innocent whiff of shampoo, with the twist of your neck, you turned looking at who was behind you. Biting your lower lip once you realized it was Eren.

His eyelids were heavy as he looked down at your body, the globe of your ass covered by the denim of your shorts which was pressed against his grey sweatpants. His hands grabbed at your hips, pulling you onto him, you teasingly wriggled your hips, the flesh of your ass recoiling. "Fuck." he groaned, "Stop." he murmured, his raspy voice rang in your ears, and you were sure that there was a wet spot on your panties right now.

At this point alcohol had arrogated your body, impulsively, you pushed your ass back onto him, feeling how hard he was getting under his sweats. His hands housed your hips, you felt his touch tensen as he seemingly pulled you into him, you looked back at him, biting your lip when his eyes met yours.

At this point, the songs started switching more frequently, and more people started piling up in the living room, increasing the size of the crowd. "Holy shiiit, is that Eren?" an unfamiliar voice spoke amongst the loud music playing paired with the noisy crowd of swaying bodies. "Yeah, with Jean's girl." another voice was heard.

Pausing your movements you turned to look at where the interrogative voices emerged from, before you could even turn your head, Eren made you straighten your back, the back of your shoulders pressing against his chest, in one swift motion, Eren spun you around, making you face him.

You looked up at him, his dark green eyes piercing into yours as his hands found their way to your ass, his fingers settling on the curve. You looked at his eyes, then down to his pink lips, he then slowly started lowering his head, you knew where this was going.

Your heart throbbed in your chest, as your pussy simultaneously throbbed in your panties, his lips pressed onto yours in the warmest way possible, you felt his hands grip onto your ass as you maneuvered your hands to grab at his deep brunette hair.

For a split second, everything went silent, and you felt as though every emotion you previously endured had suddenly disappeared, the warmth of his lips somehow spread throughout your body, as you clenched your thighs together, breaking out of the heated kiss, Eren's lips never left the close contact of your skin as he traced down to your ears.

"C'mon." he whispered, before he slightly distanced himself from your face, his hands left your ass as he grabbed onto your hand, dragging you through the crowd, you didn't even notice the stares, paired with the several 'oohs' and cheers of other people, taking notice of the situation occurring.

Eren led you upstairs, which was dark and quiet, the orange murkiness of light which dispersed through the room shone over your head as the heels of your boots dug into the light tuape-colored carpet, the buttermilk shaded walls hung several abstract paintings of fruits.

You suddenly looked down at Eren's larger hand which clasped yours, feeling the torridity in your chest, stopping infront a walnut-colored door, with a silver doorknob, you looked up at Eren, heart thumping in your chest as his greedy, green eyes roamed up and down your body.

"You don't want to?" he questioned, genuine concern imbued into his voice, "I want to!" you confirmed, practically squealing, Eren giggled as he twisted the doorknob, allowing you to walk in first, you examined the umber-brown walls, paired with the same taupe-grey carpets from the hall, the atmosphere of the dimly-lit candle which attempted to illuminate the room echoed with the wall colors.

You felt a sudden whirpool of emotion in your body, to put it simply, greed, you wanted to fuck him so badly that it made your pussy dampen in his mere presence. Eren came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your shoulder, pressing his lips against the shell of your ear, "So fucking beautiful, how could anybody even think of leaving you." he sibilated.

His hand traveled down to the buttons of your shorts, unbuttoning the first loop before sliding down the zipper, his fingers slithered down your pants, rubbing at your clit, upon his sudden contact with your pussy, you held back the moans which arose.

"So fucking wet." he whispered as he let out a chuckle, his chin rested on your shoulder as he used one hand to massage your boobs, and the other to play with your pussy. Everything felt too good, you bit your lower lip as you felt your legs weaken.

"Listen." Eren whispered into your ear, "How bout' we make a little video for your lying boyfriend." Eren suggested, you turned your face to look at him, your lips meeting his in a slow, deep kiss.

"Mm, yeah." you agreed, "Alright, get on the bed, princess." Eren instructed, you walked up to the grey sheeted bed, sitting on the edge as Eren loosened the string on his sweatpants, pulling down the waistband, exposing the large tent in his boxers. You bit your lower lip as you looked at his clothed cock, right in front of you.

"Eren." your voice called out, "Hm?" he looked down at you, walking up to you, caressing your face with one hand, "I want you to fuck me from the back." you stated, you watch Eren's lips tug into a smirk as you got onto your fours.

Arching your back, you felt Eren's large hands around the belt loops of your shorts, slipping the denim fabric off, exposing your black thong which concealed your throbbing pussy. You could feel Eren's fingers slide away the thin piece of cloth which clothed your pussy, "You ready, princess?" he questioned, stroking his dick, coating his shaft with his pre-cum which oozed out of the tip.

"Mm, yeah." you groaned, you felt the tip of his cock, prodding at your wet enterance, "Fuckkk." Eren cursed as he slid his entire length into your welcoming pussy, your walls coating his dick with your juices.

"Shiit." you whined, his slow movements producing moans from you as his extensive, and broad cock pushed in and out of you. "You're so sexy like this." Eren groaned, his hand reaching to hold onto your hip as he buried his cock into you, feeling for his phone, he pulled it out, swiping to the Camera setting and hitting the record button.

"C'mon, show Jean what he can't have." Eren grunted, "Bounce on my dick, baby." Eren encouraged with a breathy giggle as you pushed yourself up and down his length, moaning his name as the friction of your walls against his hard, heavy cock sent a rush of pleasure up your spine, bliss fogging your brain.

Eren used his hand on your hips to pull and push you up and down his cock, his rickety, heavy breaths were heard as his head fell back, groaning your name at the soft, yet intense feeling of your pussy wrapped around his throbbing cock, bobbing up and down on it.

All the times he had engaged in having sex previously, could never amount to this, he made sure to get the way your ass sprung back on his cock with every thrust, pointing his iPhone camera at an angle where you looked best.

Likewise, you never felt as good as how you felt now, Eren's dick was significantly better than Jean's, and the whole concept of Eren recording you on his cock simply made it better, you arched your back as your knees dug into the sheets, you felt a mixture of yours and Eren's arousal drip down between your thighs.

"Oh fuuuck!" you bawled when Eren suddenly slammed into you, hearing your skin slap against his, "Shit, I'm close." he moaned, his pace quickened as he slammed into you, faster and harder, causing your pussy to react immediately by clenching around his cock, as the knot in your lower stomach become undone, you came all over his cock, prompting him to come inside of you.

"Fuck, I'm coming." Eren panted in the midst of your moans, painting your walls white with his come as you felt him pulse inside of you. Your breaths were heavy and unsteady as you felt Eren pull out, you heard several clicks from his phone.

"How bout' you do it?" he offered, displaying his phone screen; the already attached video file of your recent sextape in Jean's chat. With barely any hesitation, you used your remaining energy to click the send button, falling flat onto your chest with an exhausted sigh as you heard Eren chuckle.

"You want the video." he asked, with a soft voice as he laid next to you, sweat coating his forehead. "First ones never come out good, I'll take the second one." you teased, hoping you'd get to have another experience like this with him again, very soon.

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chrollohearttags · 6 months

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miss cherry, i hope that this november is treating you well!!! the new layout is everything ❤️ i can’t stop thinking about how musician!eren would react to getting the phone call about y/n’s fall injury 🫣 no doubt in my mind that he drops everything to rush to the hospital and be by her side!!

heeey honeybun! This month has been great to me (injury aside) but I can’t complain. Hope it’s been good for you as well! 🫶🏾 I appreciate you so much. And wheeew, I swear y’all are gonna make me put my babies through it! 😫 but since were still on the angsty pain train, let’s get into it. (This is so sad, I’m sorry!)

THE LAST TIME I SAW YOU

it felt unreal…time seemed to have frozen at that very moment and the only sound that could be heard was the egregiously loud heart beat nearly thudding from his chest. Those words..they couldn’t have been true. It was a lie..a complete and utter lie..and even so…

“Wait! EJ! Where are you going?!—“

“Mr. Jaeger! This storm is terrible. There’s no way you can drive in it!”

all useless chatter as far as he were concerned. There wasn’t a storm or anything otherwise that would stop him from getting to that hospital right now. He had to go see..see for himself the condition that his baby (y/n) was in. Even if you claim you hated his guts at the moment, even if you were angry with him..it didn’t matter. None of that mattered. As long as you were okay. You had to be..you had to be okay or he was going to truly lose it.

“If both of you know what’s good for you, you’ll get the fuck out of my way. Now move!”

brushing past his assistant and manager as if they were nothing more than weightless figments. Breezing past them with nothing more than his phone in hand and the sheer panic coursing through his veins. Truthfully, Floch was right. There was no way he was in any condition to be driving right now. Not just because of the typical torrential Florida downpour being increased by that of a tropical storm but the fact he hadn’t slept in two days. Running on fumes and adrenaline. But perhaps his biggest motivating factor was love…love that transcended everything. Including any problems the two of you may have been experiencing. Regardless, he’d hop into the front seat of that McLaren, pressing the button to start the engine and peel from his driveway like a bat from the gates of hell.

how could he not when he had just received a phone call that nearly made his heart stop?..

“Mr. Jaeger. This is nurse Collins from Jackson Hospital. We have a miss (y/n) (l/n) here..you were listed as her first point of contact. Among the people here asking for you..she’s been brought in to our facility in critical condition—“

that was all he could handle before he imploded and enough to send him blindly flying into the night to make it to you. He didn’t know the extent of your injuries or what even happened but immediately, his phone was exploding with texts and calls from your girls. Who had also stopped the performance to be by your side. Your best friend Niesha, who was by all accounts the silliest of the group was too hysterical to even speak. She sounded devastated but he assured her she was on the way. “It’s okay, Niesha. I’m on the way. Please, just tell me what happened.” But luckily, his best friend and her boyfriend, Armin was already there to comfort her and decided it best not to break the news over the phone. “Dude, just get here alright. Please…and drive safe. Don’t you need in a bed next to her.” Which made perfect sense. If they divulged the severity of your injuries over the phone, he would undoubtedly lose control and in this weather? That wasn’t wise.

however, they were all waiting…holding their breaths to hear what was going on. He hadn’t seen you in a couple days but when you spoke to him over the phone, he recalled what you said to him the last time he saw you:

“You know I still love you, right?…tell me you know that. We’ll get through this. I just need some time, okay?”

“Of course…I love you too. Please..just come home, (y/n). I’m so sorry but I promise that nothing happened—“

“I can’t..I can’t face you like this. I can’t face you when I don’t know how I’ll react. I’m hurt, Eren. I’m so mad at you..when I asked you about it, you pretended I was stupid. You didn’t even bother to clear it up. Just told me I should know better. That’s not fair…it’s not fair that you pretend not to give a fuck about everybody else’s feelings. How can I marry you like that?”

among laughing at you when your comments were filled with hate, saying it should’ve been them together and not some “stripper.” Telling you to ignore it as he always did. And other awful things..only after talks of possible infidelity and heartbreak had taken over your relationship. You were devastated to even think that he’d cheat on you and with his manager nonetheless but that was for another time. Right now, that all was irrelevant. What mattered was that you were okay. What would have normally been a fifteen minute drive was cut in half as he breezed down the freeway. Doing eighty five in a sixty mile per hour zone.

he’d careen that two seater right up front to the entrance way and come running through those doors like he was some sort of track star. His all black clothing and half tied hair soaked by the rain but he didn’t care.

“EJ!” Four voices cried out in unison as they bum rushed him. It was your girls and fellow members of the Pole Assassins. They all seemed to have been crying their eyes out and when they saw your man there, they all rushed to him as some pillar of comfort. He’d hug each of them before begging to know what happened. armin, who joined them right after would dap his best friend up before hugging him as well. Assuring him that it would be okay. He seemed desperate and depleted but nothing could truly prepare him for what he was about to hear…just then a doctor would come out and greet everyone, updating him on her condition.

“And you are?”

“Her fiancé. What happened?”

and that’s when he’d reveal the extent of your injuries. Four broken ribs, a fractured forearm, a head contusion and internal bleeding as you made a direct hit to the floor from fifteen feet in the air. The silver lining was that they were able to immediately rush you into surgery and stop the bleeding so you were no longer in life threatening condition but you were not out of the woods by a long shot and they had to keep you under close care if they didn’t want that to happen. And the physical shape? Well, needless to say, he’d need a minute before he saw you..

“Well can I see her?! Where is she?!—“

already crying before the doctor could get the words out. But he assured him that once you were moved from recovery, he’d allow him in. All he could do was wait..he felt fucking useless! And all he could do was collapse into a nearby chair with his head in his hands. Normally, they’d take that as a sign that he was about to explode but right now..he was just heartbroken. Grief stricken and sobbing..it was extremely hard to see because it proved just how much he truly cared for you.

“..how did this happen?..”

softly questioning and causing everyone else’s eyes to well up in the process. That’s when they’d explain the situation. Armin had been hosting for an event, DJ’ing and the girls were performing with him; hence the leather dance attire they were all still dressed in with only their signature letter-mans to cover them and tall heels. They noticed you seemed off but figured that it was just due to this whole ordeal with him. They didn’t blame him at all though. They knew you could be stubborn too so they figured it was mutual and it all would blow over. But you also seemed detached..as if you weren’t even there. They begged you to sit the show out if your heart wasn’t fully into it because half hearted energy created mistakes like this one. You were performing great all night but there was this emptiness behind your eyes. And when you went to go attempt your signature solo move, the Kiss of Death; a harrowing combination of three of the most complex pole tricks in the game. And dubbed so advanced that no other dancer in the world could recreate it. You were spinning and climbing the pole at rapid speed..trying to reach the center point of the pole before the beat dropped so you could come dropping down into a split. A trick you had executed so many times, you could do it in your sleep. But it wasn’t a misstep that sent you flying to the floor. The truth was..you had already fell unconscious before you hit the floor. Niesha glanced over to see you and your eyes were narrowed and your features was blank. Brianne, who was in your opposite side said the same. And when the beat drop came, rather than some elaborate split or twerk, you landed face down onto the hard floor. Causing gasps and screams to arise from the audience. You fell directly on your arm which spared you from a brain bleed or skull fracture but your arm was toast for the time being. They immediately called EMS and canceled the remainder of the show..it was awful. Who knew how long it would take you to recover or if you’d ever dance again at all..

“I knew I shouldn’t have let her go out there. She had been out of it all day and I didn’t say nothing—“

Niesha, who was the most devastated just continuously sobbed. Comforted by her boyfriend, who was holding her close. “It’s okay, baby. It’s not your fault..none of us could’ve known this would happened. Just try to calm down.” But seeing the girl she called a sister like this? She was inconsolable. And there was still the possibility that your condition could return life threatening at any point. But all they could do was pray. They didn’t know if you had taken something prior that put you in this state or what. As for Eren, he had heard enough and just got up to see if they’d allow him in without saying a word to anyone else. They didn’t bother to stop him because he too didn’t place fault on them. The burden was solely on himself..he shouldered every bit of that guilt and he felt he was the only one to blame. Had he been a little more attentive of your feelings, you never would’ve fought and you never would’ve been so out of it, that you’d make a mistake. Luckily, the nurse had just gotten word that you were out of recovery and in the ICU. They’d never seen someone so resilient. Although they were hesitant, the nurse let him and took him to where you were. And when he reached the glass partitioned room; yellow curtains drawn to shield you, the nurse would ask one more time:

“Are you sure you’re okay to see her?” And he nodded. Unable to be sure himself but he had to. He had to see his princess. He owed you that much..

and once he entered…his heart nearly stopped. There you were, dressed in bandages from head to toe. Breathing tube in your nose, cast on your arm and wraps on your legs..you were conscious but just by an inch. One could only guess that he was the reason. You needed him there but even so..you were in horrible shape.

“Princess..” the words barely making it out before he kneeled by your side. You could see him but only faint glimmers. You were still groggy from the medication and being in pain but it had been an hour or so since your emergency procedure. Truth was, it took them nearly an hour to get there after you were already taken because of the horrible traffic and trying to clear the venue. They didn’t even have an ID on you when you came in. Hell, Armin and the girls didn’t even know what hospital you were at. By the time they arrived, you had just gotten out of surgery. So it was natural that they informed him right after. But being his normal self, his phone was tucked away during his work session and he didn’t pay attention. You could’ve been much worse and he didn’t even bother to check..he was a horrible fiancé!

“I-I’m so sorry…I’m so sorry this happened to you. It’s all my fault.”

it was all he could utter. He was on his knees, cradling your hand and crying as he apologized over and over. Sorry for the fact that he didn’t answer sooner, that he didn’t come to your rescue, that he had made you feel less than your worth and not do anything to put your mind at ease. More than likely, you had become so worked up about this situation that your heart rate got too high and you fainted. And he’d be correct. You were constantly thinking of him and when you heard his voice on the song that was playing, the same one that you had practiced to several times and had even gone viral for when you danced during his shows, the memories of everything came rushing back, causing you to have a panic attack and with the rush of it all, you got too worked up. Either way, this was his mess to fix. But he felt powerless…all he could do was just sob and beg your forgiveness.

“Please…I don’t care if you hate me. If you never want to see me again but please be okay. I should’ve never let you leave. I should’ve been there for you, (y/n) and I wasn’t. I’m so sorry, you deserve better than this. I love you—“

amid his rambling; head bowed before you, he’d suddenly feel a hand to his tear stained cheek.

“Eren…stop that.” The words barely even reaching a decibel as you murmured them. He’d immediately grab it and gently hold it. He’d look up to see you just slightly looking at him. He was so relieved you were still here!

“Baby!…” trying to wipe his eyes but couldn’t control it at this point. He was a mess and didn’t care who saw. But he wasn’t the only one falling apart. Just then he’d hear sniffling and your already faint voice cracking.

“Stop crying… ‘s not your fault.”

but he couldn’t be sure. He felt entirely and fully responsible.

“I’m just so..I’m so glad you’re here.…I thought you hated me.”

The words sending sharp pangs through his heart as you whimpered. Because he could never, even if he wanted to. The fact that he had made you feel this way made him question if he even deserved to be in your life. He was so ashamed. How could he ever allow you to feel like that?! Maybe you were right, maybe he couldn’t marry you like this…

“..I couldn’t even if I wanted to…” just then, his eyes would swell all over again, his soul filled with sadness and anxiety because what he was about to do next, would undoubtedly shatter both of your hearts into pieces. “That’s a relief…I’m sorry I..worried you—“ No matter what you said or how many times you repeated it, this was his mess to fix. He made you feel as if you meant nothing. It was true, nothing happened between he and Mikasa. It was a line that neither of them could ever cross..he didn’t feel that way for her and it was true, you were the only woman he loved. You were his everything!…but even so, he didn’t deserve you. He didn’t deserve to have someone like you in his life if he couldn’t appreciate it. All of these people talking, disrespecting his lady and what had he done to make it right? What had he actually done to quell your insecurities? He was selfish to a fault..because of that, you were hurting and not just physically, thanks to his ignorance. Grasping your hand once more as you faded back into unconsciousness, he’d kiss the top of your hand. That’s when he’d reach for his own and slide off the silver band from his left ring finger, placing it onto the bed next to you.

“I’m so sorry, (y/n)….I love you. I love you so much..”

with that, he got up to walk out..fighting back the urge to break down. Feeling as if there was a hole in him..as if a piece of him just died right then and there.

“But this is goodbye. I hope you find a man that can treat you right. Someone who deserves to call you their wife. You won’t ever have to be hurt by me again. I promise..”

Because he knew it would be the last time he saw you.

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theragethatisdesire · 9 months

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much ado about nothing chapter 7 - plug!eren x reader - 18+!!!

DISCLAIMER: this post contains MATURE CONTENT that is intended only for those over 18. minors and ageless blogs, please do not read below the cut.

okay so i guess the responses i got on my "i have writer's block wahhh" post worked because GUESS WHAT I FINISHED THIS MORNING. this chapter!!! i have been aching to share this (even when it was half-done), i literally cannot wait any longer. this is an eren pov chapter so you guys already know it's going to be fun. lots going on, and please don't hate me for the end, i promise there's a master plan in place!!! i hope you guys enjoy :-)

specific cws: smut, rough sex, use of names (both endearing and derogatory so take that as you will), drinking, swearing, i want to give eren a giant hug

“Love sought is good; but given unsought, is better.” - Twelfth Night by William Shakespeare (Act III, Scene 1)

Eren has no excuse for any of it. No excuse for stepping in, for throwing Floch against the bar. He knows you, knows you have enough experience with awful men to know how to handle yourself. He just couldn’t help himself.

And now he’s gone and acted out again without thinking. The cold winter air sobers him up, brings Eren back to himself, and when he looks down at you, all cute and furious with him, the heat in Eren’s veins dies. A pregnant pause stretches between you both, you with your arms crossed and glaring up at him, and Eren, surely with hearts in his eyes, looking down at you, something apologetic beginning to write its way into his features.

“What the fuck is your problem?”

Well, so much for that. The venom in your voice reignites Eren’s temper, fans the flames back into a full-blown inferno.

“My problem?” Eren growls, stepping closer to you. “What the fuck is your problem? I was just getting that prick out of your face. I’d think I deserve a thank you more than anything.”

“It wasn’t your place,” you huff.

“My place?” Eren nearly shouts, exasperated. “You’re the one who wanted to be friends so badly, was I supposed to just sit back and watch while he drooled all over you? Give me a fucking break.”

“That’s not– ugh, you’re really fucking frustrating, you know that Eren?”

It’s like watching all the ghosts of his past jump out at him through your teeth; Eren flinches, feels his fury rushing in his ears like a tidal wave.

“I’m–? Fine, fine, yeah, I’m the frustrating one. Definitely not you, throwing a goddamn temper tantrum over the stupidest shit imaginable, makes perfect sense. Really putting that smart little head to use, aren’t you?”

“Oh? ‘My girl’?” As soon as the words hit him, plunging through his chest like daggers, Eren’s blood runs cold. So you had caught his little slip-up. “What the fuck was that, then?”

Eren stutters, words caught in his throat at the worst possible moment. “Y-you know, like my girl, like you’re my friend or whatever.”

“Uh-huh,” you eye him disbelievingly, “you may as well have hiked your leg up and pissed on me in front of him. Am I supposed to be your fucking property or something because we had sex? Is that it?”

“What? No, I–” you’re faster than him, cutting him off.

“Don’t you already have your hands full with your ex?”

That crosses a line, pushes your fight into an entirely new territory. Eren’s eyes narrow. “Are you really bringing up Breeze right now? Like she…Jesus, like she even fucking matters?”

He watches the way you flinch when he says her name, the way your eyes widen, something he hadn’t expected out of you after with your little snide comments today. Interesting.

“She doesn’t matter to me, but I know she matters to you. As your friend, I’m just letting you know it sounds like a bad idea.”

“What’s a bad idea?”

“Getting back together with her,” you say, like it should be obvious.

It hits Eren like a truck; so that’s what’s gotten into you? You think he’s getting back together with Breeze, as if you didn’t text your ex that you were “totally in love with” on that godforsaken night at Paradise? Eren can still hear the slur of your words in that maddeningly confusing voicemail.

“Even if I was getting back with Breeze,” Eren snorts at the very idea, “which I’m not–”

“Oh yeah?” you counter, stepping forward to nearly touch your chin to his chest with how severely your head’s tilted up at him, “never took you for a liar, Eren.”

“A liar? When did I fucking–”

“Sasha saw you two at 104 the other day. You’re not fucking slick, you know.” Eren hates that tone in your voice, smug and wounded all at once. He wants to tear his own hair out.

“Oh, so you just know everything, don’t you?” Eren’s voice is shaking under his efforts to keep it at a low volume, keep you with him outside of your little bar and just make you listen to him. He watches your posture change ever so slightly, a shoulder turning towards him. “I was telling her to leave me the fuck alone.”

“Over coffee?” Your voice is still clipped, snarky. “Sure, Eren.”

Eren tries to keep himself in line, but his temper gets the better of him yet again, shooting out sharp and lethal. “Isn’t it a little hypocritical of you to avoid me over that, when it’s really you that’s getting back with your ex?”

Your eyes shoot open, and you spin on your heel to fully face him. “What?”

“You think I didn’t listen to your little voicemail?” Eren seethes, the full-bodied ugliness of his anger warping his face into a scowl. You don’t deserve the brunt of his temper, he knows you don’t, but he’s failing at every turn to reign himself in.

“You can’t throw that in my fucking face, I don’t even remember it,” you cut him off, eyes narrowed into little slits.

Eren freezes in place. The world around him seems to slow; the only thing tethering him to this plane is the way you’re looking up at him, furious and beautiful in the buzzing neons of Scout’s. He knew you’d been drunk, but not that drunk.

Hey, Eren– fuck, Stor, leave me alone! I’m just gonna talk to him really fast! Sorry, Historia’s all over me because I did something bad. I– I texted my ex, Luke. I never told you about him because he’s like, the worst, you’d hate him. But the funny thing is, I don’t even think I care? Maybe I do because I really was like, totally in love with him. Maybe he’ll text me back and we’ll fall in love again. But…I don’t know, Eren. I think about you all the time. I think I…I think I like you. Not like a friend, more than that. Wait, fuck, can I delete this? Just…I don’t know. Call me tomorrow or something. I want to talk about it before I can go down the black hole of Luke all over again. I know it’s not what you expected, and maybe you don’t feel the same, but…maybe we can just– shit, Historia, don’t hang up the–!

“Whatever I said was bullshit, I didn’t mean a word of it. I’m not getting back with my ex, or whatever else I came up with while I was blacked out.”

Your present-tense voice, affirmative and clear, snaps him out of his daze. I didn’t mean it. Every word of that voicemail that Eren knows so well, has basically memorized after listening to it day in and day out, trying to analyze every little drunken intonation of your voice– it was bullshit. Eren steels his jaw, musters up all the willpower he can dredge up in his body.

“You didn’t mean it,” his voice sounds alien as it leaves his mouth, distant.

“Yeah, exactly,” you’re mean, you’re so mean, not even stopping to acknowledge the sinkhole ripping open in Eren’s chest, “so before you rip me a new one, make sure that you’re not thinking about where you’d rather be right now.”

So you’re not just mean, you’re oblivious, it seems. For some reason, even through the shattering, crushing feeling erupting beneath Eren’s hoodie, it infuriates him. You just don’t see it, don’t see him. You didn’t mean a word you’d said to him in that damned voicemail, so he can’t tell you necessarily. It crosses his mind that maybe he can show you; the last dying ember of Eren’s rational line of thought sparks and spits at the idea in protest, but eventually chokes out, slowly dying in the tidal wave of emotion that takes him over.

“Oh, I don’t have anywhere else I’d rather be,” Eren's voice starts low and venomous, but it escalates with each passing word, “trust me, I showed up just aching to get into it with you. Just dying to have you rip me apart for something that I didn’t even fucking do!”

Not even a lie, honestly.

“You’re such an– ugh!” You shriek, digging the heels of your hands into your eyes.

“A what? Say it.”

“An asshole!”

“Is that what I am?” Eren’s backing you up against the bricks, making good use of his height to tower over you. Some sick part of him relishes in the way that, while your eyes remain blazing furiously enough to send a weaker man to his knees, your height difference forces you to cower under him. “An asshole?”

“Yeah,” you counter, glaring up at him defiantly, “you’re a fucking asshole, Eren.”

His proximity to you is making him dizzy and a little unhinged, and through the drinks and his anger and the mere inches between your heaving chests, Eren feels his blood start to run hot in an entirely different way. The leash he holds on his own temper, his own throat-closing desire, is dragging along the floor as he backs you fully against the wall, and Eren’s too wound up to bring himself to care.

“That’s not what you were calling me when I had my head between your legs, now is it?”

That shakes you, makes your jaw drop a little. Eren’s vaguely aware of your fingers twitching and clenching at your side, inwardly braces himself for a slap to the face. “Well, you weren’t acting like an asshole then.”

Eren smirks, leans into his own cruelty. “What, you jealous that you haven’t been getting all of my attention? Is that what’s got you acting all mean?”

“Cut it out, Eren.” Your eyes are telling him you’re still mad at him, furious even, but Eren doesn’t miss the way the rise and fall of your chest grows ever so slightly more frantic, the way your tongue darts out anxiously to wet your lips.

“Or what?” Eren leans down, boxing you in with one arm on either side of your head.

“I– we’re not doing this.”

“Doing what?” He widens his eyes innocently. “What am I doing?”

“You know exactly what you’re doing,” you hiss, but if you ask Eren, it sounds an awful lot like a moan is lodged in your throat, like your words are lacking the conviction that you’re trying to muster. He pushes himself in closer to you, noses mere inches apart, a wicked grin splitting his face.

“Is it working?”

Eren’s lips meet yours at the same moment that his hand whips out to catch your arm where you’re swinging it up to slap him. A broken little whimper leaves your mouth, spills into his, as your arm slackens in his grip. Eren feels your free hand fist into the hair at the nape of his neck, lets a groan fly out into nonexistent space between your lips. He’s been driving himself crazy thinking about this moment, the next time he’d get to feel your mouth on his again if it ever even happened, what you taste like, the little noises you make. The moment that’s been keeping him up at night is finally here, inflating his wounded ego like a balloon, and it feels fucking good.

You bite a little too hard into his bottom lip, the tangy, copper taste of Eren’s blood leaking into the kiss, making it clear that this doesn’t mean everything has settled between you both, but for the time being, Eren doesn’t care. All he cares about is the way your plush thighs feel wrapped around his waist, how easily he can scoop you up and pin you against the wall, the little moan that slips from your lips when he presses the length of his body entirely into you.

He doesn’t take his time, doesn’t savor the moment like he’ll surely wish he did tomorrow; Eren devours you, running a hand up your bare leg and under the hem of your skirt, grabbing a handful of your ass, squeezing at your hips.

“Bet you’re wet under this short little skirt, aren’t you?” Eren huffs into your mouth, sucking on your tongue.

“Fuck you,” you spit, squeezing your thighs tighter around his hips.

“Is that what you want?” Eren whispers, dizzy and drunker on you than the three Jameson shots he’d knocked back at the bar.

“I–”

“Been thinking about it?” Eren can’t stop himself, trying desperately to keep his lips on yours through the spill of words from his mouth. “Maybe that’s why you’ve been so mean to me, grinding all up on me in that club, teasing me, then running off. Just wanted a little love, didn’t you?”

“That depends,” you pant, moving your face to kiss up his neck, leave little nips in your wake. Eren groans deep in his chest, pushing against you even more insistently.

“On?”

“How bad you really want it,” you bite into his earlobe, steal another shaky groan from him.

Eren’s not a submissive guy, not by any means, but the thrill your words send running through his veins just about makes him drop you.

“Want me to beg?” Eren growls, shoving into you and biting deep at the junction of your neck and shoulder. “I’d only ever beg for you, baby.”

“Is that what you’re going to do? Beg for me when you’ve got another girl waiting for you?” Your anger has fizzled into a bitter sarcasm that goes straight between Eren’s legs and knocks him right in the ego all at once, tongue tracing the shell of his ear.

“Fuck– you’re my girl, my favorite girl, did you forget?” Eren grabs your face, forces your head back against the brick so you can look at him, eyes blown wide with lust and glossed over, mouth open in a desperate pant. “Told you the first time, you’re the best I’ve ever had. Didn’t think I was just fucking around, did you? It’s just you, only you.”

“Could have fooled me,” you dig your teeth into the thumb Eren’s worked between your lips, making him suck in a sharp ouch between his lips, “sure don’t feel like your favorite girl.”

“Sounds like I need to fix that, then,” Eren lets a hand trail down between the little space he’s leaned back to create between your bodies, finds his way to the damp fabric of your panties, “oh, who’s the liar now?”

“Don’t– fuck,” your eyes roll back in your head when he starts pressing into where he knows your clit is, rubbing insistent circles over the cloth just to elicit that reaction from you, rip the control right out of your pretty little hands. Eren chuckles down at you, dark and dangerous, amused at how quickly you melt for him.

“Thought we weren’t doing this?” He parrots your words from earlier, nosing at your neck. “Thought I was an asshole?”

“You are,” you grit out through a clenched jaw, but Eren notices the little forward push of your hips, notices that you’re trying to hold yourself back from rubbing yourself into his palm.

“And that gets you wet,” Eren counters, grinding the heel of his palm up into your clit and wrenching a little gasp from you, “bet you liked watching me in there, bet you would have loved watching me kick his ass for you.”

Eren pauses, waits to hear if you’ve got anything to say for yourself, but you’re already half-gone, rolling your hips against the steady rocking of his hand and whining in your throat. He smiles– god, you really are his favorite.

“Say it,” Eren growls into your skin, slipping a finger past the fabric of your panties to slide it into you, not the whole thing, but just a knuckle, just enough to make you shudder in his arms, “tell me you need me, want to hear you say what this perfect pussy’s already telling me. C’mon baby.”

Just as your mouth opens, either to answer him or snark at him, Eren can’t be sure, a cat-call from across the street snaps both of you out of your haze, your eyes flying wide. You shove at him, wriggling in his arms until Eren mercifully drops you to your feet, reaches down to right your rumpled little skirt for you. You glower up at him, look him up and down, and just when Eren’s about to bullshit some excuse to run home, fuck into his hand with your name on his lips, you surprise him.

“I mean, after all that, the least you can do is walk me home.”

The necessary steps of Eren closing your tabs, walking into the whipping winter wind, walking through the streets silently with Eren side-eyeing you as you storm along, arms crossed petulantly, commence. They go by in a blur; Eren’s not even sure he should be doing this right now with the lack of blood flow to his head. You don’t make eye contact, and if Eren had any more conscious thought at the moment, he would think you’re already regretting this before it happens, but he can’t bring himself to care, not yet.

He’ll kick himself for this as soon as the sun rises, but for now? The only thing he’s worried about lies wet and pulsing for him under the hem of your skirt.

The moment you’ve gotten the door open, Eren’s got you shoved up against the wall again, letting his hands find their way under your skirt and grabbing at your ass with a quiet groan.

“Historia?” he questions, nipping at your earlobe just because he can.

“Ymir’s,” you pant, pushing him off of you and practically storming to your bedroom. It hits Eren that for all the time you’ve spent together, he’s never actually seen your bedroom. He thinks that maybe he’ll do a little investigating of his own once he’s fucked all the fight out of you.

Safely behind the door of your bedroom, Eren wastes no time in yanking his shirt over his head, reaching for yours only to find that you’ve already rid yourself of the cute little sweater he had been admiring from down the bar back at Scout’s. You’ve got a pretty lace number underneath, one that Eren almost doesn’t want to take from you, but he reaches behind you and unclips it. Eren plans on taking and taking and taking everything you’ll give him, just for tonight, because the sinking feeling in his chest is telling him to do it while he can; a girl like you never sticks around a guy like him for long, and he’s already done himself the favor of ruining most of the potential your relationship had anyway.

“Eren– oh,” the broken whimper that leaves your lips snaps him out of his thoughts, reminds him that he’s got one of your breasts in his palm and the other nipple between his teeth. Eren wraps his free hand around your back, pressing his splayed fingers between your shoulder blades to arch you closer to him until he’s so full of you he can hardly breathe.

He’s going to keep taking from you, take until he drowns in it.

“Feel good? Missed me?” Eren’s words come out a little garbled around the flesh in his mouth, but you get the message all the same, managing a sarcastic eye roll through your arousal. You decline to answer him, but Eren can read your body, so he digs his teeth in harshly to the little swell of fat on the underside of your breast, sucks a bruise in to cut that eye roll of yours right in half. Eren smirks when your eyes flutter closed, a reluctant hand coming up to thread through his hair. “Thought so.”

“Can you just–fuck–get on with it?”

“Uh-uh,” Eren straightens back to his full height, backs you onto the bed until your knees catch and you fall onto your back, glaring up at him defiantly. “Gotta get you ready for me, right? I’m sure you remember.”

He eats up the doubt that flickers across your face, the memory of the first time you’d taken him all over your expression. Eren reaches beneath your skirt, pulls your panties down your legs delicately, rubs his hands along your thigh-high stockings with an appreciative swear under his breath.

“There’s a zipper on the back,” you wiggle a bit to try and reach the fasten of your skirt, but Eren slaps a firm hand onto your hip, pins you back onto the bed.

“Think I’m letting you take this off? After you were teasing me with it all night?” Eren says, stretching his body over yours, taking full advantage of his size to cage you in.

“I wasn’t teasing,” you huff, “these are just my clothes.”

“Anything you wear is teasing,” Eren brings his fingers to your core, swipes through the wetness gathered there, “especially when you look like this.”

You open your mouth to retort, but your jaw goes slack when Eren rolls over your clit softly, rubbing little circles into it at the perfect speed, the perfect pressure. He’s not interested in teasing you too much, he wants to feel you break on him as many times as you’ll grant him the pleasure. Once your little gasps have begun to swell into quiet moans, Eren ventures down, pushes his middle finger into you, all the way to the hitch. Eren answers your widened eyes and your little gasp with a sharp hiss between his teeth, marveling at the way your walls cling to his finger, sucking him in when he slides out and back in again.

“Just like the first time,” Eren murmurs, leaning down to take your collarbone between his teeth, “are you always this tight?”

“I– I don’t– more, please.”

Eren smiles around the mouthful of your skin he has, feeling his heart swell at how cute and airy your words come out, how clear it is to him, even if it’s only for this precious moment, that you’re just as desperate for him as he is for you. He grants your wish, working a second finger in beside the first, curling them cruelly against that spot in your walls that he knows gets your heart racing.

“Eren,” you keen, arching off the bed and tossing your head to the side.

“So tight baby,” Eren says in awe, pulling his head to watch as your cunt leaves little white streaks on his fingers, “so warm, can’t fucking wait to get my cock in you.”

“P-please,” you sputter, hooded eyes sparkling at the mention of it. Eren thinks wildly that he might be falling in love with the little unshed tears that prick your eyes when you start to get close, the little broken pleas you give him.

“You gotta cum for me first.” Eren works his fingers faster, can feel the fluttering of your cunt around his fingers. He realizes how worked up he must have gotten you outside of Scout’s, how you’re so wet it’s dripping down your soft skin onto the sheets, and you haven’t even cum yet.

“I’m– I just want you to fuck me,” you say, whiny and pitiful.

“I will,” Eren coos, “missed this messy little cunt so much, I promise I’ll fuck you, just give me one first. Gotta make it fit, right?”

“Mhm,” you whimper, hips bucking up towards him. Eren watches, drinks the sight of you in: skirt pulled up around your waist, legs spread wide open for him, slick spread all over the inside of your thighs, bottom lip tucked so tightly between your teeth he worries you might draw blood. He commits the sight to memory, his pretty little student all strung out and begging for his cock, begging him to make you cum. If he remembers right, if he curls his fingers just a little more harshly–

“Eren–” your head shoots up suddenly, eyes flying wide open, fists tightening in the sheets.

“Right there?” Eren grins, sharp and half-crazed, raising his eyebrows at the reaction the new angle has brought out of you.

“Right– oh, oh my god, I–”

“Give it to me,” Eren urges, working his fingers even faster, “come on, baby, show me how much you missed me.”

With a cry, you twist and thrash under him, cumming almost violently. Eren drinks it down, leans down to press a kiss against your open mouth, pins your body to the bed so you can’t run from the vicious waves of pleasure wracking your body.

“There’s my girl,” he mutters, licking against your tongue, “such a good, good girl for me.”

When your orgasm finally starts to ebb, Eren doesn’t let up, not entirely; he keeps his fingers working in a slow drag through your walls, appreciating the way your muscles twitch and the way you feebly shove at his wrist.

“Eren…” you trail off weakly, fingers finally locking harshly around his hand and pulling him from you, “too much.”

“Thought you wanted me to ‘get on with it’?” Eren snorts, finally obliging your earlier request and sliding your skirt over your legs, tracing his fingers up and down your thighs once you’re fully bare and beautiful underneath him, taking mental snapshots of every inch of smooth skin that he’s lucky enough to have under his touch.

“I do,” you say, eyeing him with a glint of annoyance in your eye. It just makes Eren smile bigger; you’re so cute when you’re mad.

“Whatever you want, baby,” Eren says, situating his hands under your arms and practically throwing you up against the pillows at the head of your bed. You widen your legs so he can crawl in between them, kissing his way up your torso in a self-indulgent, tender way.

“Do we, um…” you start to question him, and Eren’s close enough to your face now that he can feel your cheeks warm. He sits up a little, arches a questioning brow down at you.

“What?”

“Do we need to use a condom?”

Eren frowns, confused. “I mean, after last time, I thought you were on birth control.”

“I am,” you confirm, nodding slowly, some odd emotion flickering over your features that could be anger, could be heartbreak, “but I don’t know if, like–”

“I haven’t been with anyone else,” Eren catches your meaning, feeling his heart thud heavy and loud in his chest, “not since…”

“Oh,” you exhale quietly, nodding, “okay.”

“You?”

“Uh, no,” your voice is so low Eren almost doesn’t hear you, but he watches your head slowly lull side to side in confirmation, “no one else.”

Eren can’t excuse the rush of relief that courses through him, the swell of happiness to learn that no one’s gotten to see you like this since the last time he had. It goes straight to his cock, hard and drooling between his legs. Before he can get too wrapped up in the emotional side of things, Eren leans in hard to the horrible, possessive thoughts that have constricted him, laying himself over you and taking his cock in his hand, swiping it through the mess between your legs.

“Good.” He even surprises himself with that, looking down on you with dark eyes, eyes that promise ruin.

“Please,” you give him one more breathless plea, Eren swears you know too well how to snap his composure clean in half.

He pushes himself in, choking on a moan at how tight you are, vicelike and suffocating around him. A broken groan flies from your lips, your fingers tighten their grip on his biceps until Eren’s sure you’re going to break the skin, but he’s beyond caring. His mind wipes completely blank, save for the hot, wet heat that’s enveloping him, beckoning him to snap his hips forward viciously and be done with it. With what little self-restraint he can muster up, Eren flicks his eyes up to yours.

“So…it’s so–” another whimper cuts you off, and Eren can feel your thighs twitch on either side of his hips.

“Too much?” Eren manages to reign himself in, back out another inch or so.

“No,” you wrap a leg around his waist, shove him further into you and wrench a deep, guttural groan from his chest, “feels good, keep going.”

“Careful what you wish for,” Eren breathes, trying to retain any semblance of control over this situation, give you that dominant dirty talk that he knows gets you off instead of turning into a whimpering, moaning mess at the feel of you clenching around him. He bottoms out, feeling himself fuck all the way up into your tummy, head falling down onto your shoulder.

Eren manages to keep his pace slow and gentle, rolling his hips into yours like he’s making love to you, not saying goodbye. Little satisfied sounds are slipping out of your mouth, but Eren can see a flicker of consciousness in your eyes; you’re not drooling for him, out of your mind with want, not like the first time. He frowns.

“What’s wrong?”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re…I don’t know, you seem like you’re somewhere else,” Eren hates having to admit that he notices, that he even cares, and the unsteady creak of his voice reflects that, just making him hate himself even more. You don’t seem to notice his vulnerability or, if you do, you aren’t affected by it. You simply raise an eyebrow at him.

“I mean…it’s good,” you say, eyes flitting around the room, like you can’t quite admit whatever you’re going to say while looking him straight in the eyes, “but I want you to fuck me.”

“I am fucking you.” Eren’s frown deepens into a scowl of annoyance. What, is he not good enough for you now?

“Well, literally speaking yes, you are fucking me. But,” a nervous giggle slips from your teeth, riling the anger starting to bubble under his skin again, “I’ve heard a lot of rumors about you.”

“Why are we talking about this while I am literally inside of you?”

“Because I want you to fuck me,” you raise your eyebrows meaningfully, canting your hips up towards him. It clicks– as much as Eren wants to show you what he feels because he can’t tell you, fucking you like an animal, as he’s prone to do, is what you want. Eren’s been so wrapped up in trying to relish whatever time he may have left with you before you inevitably cast him off to the side again, he’s not been paying attention.

“You want me to fuck you, huh?” Eren thrusts forward a little harsher, a little more pointedly. Your eyes roll back, a slow, indulgent smile spreading across your face.

“I want you to fuck me like I know you can,” Eren feels your arms wrap around his neck, pulling his ear to your lips, “unless that last time was all luck. Surely all those rumors aren’t false, are they?”

Eren knows you’re trying to get under his skin, to bite at him through the haze of the heavy air weighing down on both of you, to rekindle that anger that you had brought out of him outside of the bar. What is he going to do with you, incorrigible little thing that you are? If Eren Jaeger was a better man, he would stop this all right now, force you both to talk through the sharp, spiky things that hang in the balance between you two.

But Eren Jaeger is not a better man, he’s only a man, broken and needy and tucked into his favorite place on earth, with the girl of his dreams below him urging him to fuck her brains out. Is he really to blame?

Eren rips himself out of your grasp, standing tall and menacing on his knees over you.

“I’ll fuck you,” Eren grits out through a clenched jaw, grabbing you by the back of your thighs and shoving your knees towards your head, “but you better be ready to put your money where your mouth is.”

“Yeah? Well– oh,” a sharp, shrill cry of your own making cuts your voice off when Eren snaps his hips forward, brutal and unforgiving into the wet heat of your cunt. He doesn’t stop there, immediately pulling out and snapping forward again, hitting somewhere deep inside of you that, based on your face, he knows no man has ever been able to reach. He smirks, all cocky and cruel, setting a harsh pace that’s got you clawing at the sheets.

“What? Is it too much?” Eren whines down at you condescendingly, eating up the way you’re already whimpering and moaning. He can see tears glistening at the corners of your eyes, threatening to fall.

“No, no,” your voice is broken, breathless, “it’s– fuck, it’s so good, Eren–”

“Is this what you wanted?” Eren growls down at you, locking one strong hand around your throat. “Wanted me to fuck you like the little slut you are?”

“Yes!” Your admission comes out in a choked, watery cry, the tears in your eyes finally beginning to run down your temples. Even if it wasn’t written all over your face, Eren can feel how much you like it; your pussy is fluttering, pulsing around him, begging him to keep going. He drives his hips forward like a man starved, a man whose life depends on fucking you until you can’t walk straight for a week.

“Who knew?” Eren muses to himself, wiping the tears from your face. “Who knew my pretty girl was so filthy?”

“I, I–Eren,” you moan wantonly, thighs shaking under his firm grip. Eren should hold himself back, knows that you’re going to be so sore in the morning, but a sick part of him is glad for it. Let you walk around campus with the throbbing ache of him inside of you, maybe he’ll fuck you so hard that little twinge in your belly when you sit down never goes away.

“Say it,” Eren urges, squeezing your windpipe, “tell me how much you love it, tell me how bad this pussy missed me.”

“I–” you choke out around his iron grip on your neck, “I m-missed you, I love it w-when you fuck me–”

“Fuck you like a whore?”

“Fuck me like a w-whore,” you wheeze out, face reddening with shame. Eren loves it, wants to kiss the blush off your cheeks and swallow it whole.

“That’s right, baby,” Eren releases your throat, watches the way you heave and gasp as the air flows back into your lungs, only to be punched out by the force of his thrusts, “you love my cock, don’t you?”

“Yes, I– oh my god, Eren, I–”

“What?” Eren sneers, smirking wickedly down at you, “is my smart girl already so fucked out she can’t talk?”

“No, I– I just– fuck!” You’re so loud for him, if he knew that fucking you within an inch of your life would get him this, Eren never would have bothered playing nice in the first place.

“‘ve barely even started,” Eren laughs, mean and sharp, “and you’re already fucked so dumb you can’t even think. Think you can cum for me, just like this?”

He doesn’t even have to ask; he can feel the way your cunt’s starting to tighten around him so harshly that it nearly pushes him out. He’s bullying his way back into you on every thrust, forcing you to open up for him, to take what he has to give. Inwardly, Eren hopes to god you do cum soon; he’s not going to last, not with you spread out beneath him crying and wailing his name. Eren doesn’t think he can hold out much longer without filling you up, watching his cum seep out of you.

“Eren, Eren, Eren–” your nonsensical babbling has started to take the shape of his name, Eren can feel his ego swelling and swelling to the point of bursting. There’s a tone of warning in your moans; the onslaught of an orgasm is threatening to pull you under.

“Don’t you dare hold out on me,” Eren slaps your thigh hard, the tacky, wet sound of it echoing through the room, somehow finds the wherewithal to piston his hips even faster, “want to feel it, feel you cum on me.”

“I’m going to, I’m going– oh Eren–”

Eren practically snarls, leaning over to spit in your open, waiting mouth. “What are you waiting for? Don’t you–fuck–want your pretty cunt stuffed full of me? I’ll give you yours, just gotta cum for me and give me what’s fucking mine. Go on–”

Eren’s rambling is cut short by the loud, raspy sob you let out, clenching down around him so hard it almost hurts, drawing a loud, long hiss from him. He looks down past your quivering thighs, sees the frothy white that’s streaking his cock, and he’s done for. He grants you a few more sloppy thrusts, and then with one final snap of his hips, he stills, holding himself as deep inside as he can manage, pumping you full of him.

Before he can stop himself, Eren’s crashing into you, bringing your lips to his in a messy, frantic kiss, open-mouthed and teeth clacking together. He can feel your body shaking violently underneath him, rocking with wave after wave of post-orgasm bliss, but he can’t seem to break himself from you, collapsed and clutching onto your smaller frame like it’s the only thing tethering him to this earth.

“Eren,” you finally say weakly, voice muffled as you smack at his shoulder, “you’re heavy.”

“Sorry,” he grunts, rolling off of you reluctantly. Your crumpled, naked form is still there, still so tempting and soft and warm. Your eyes are shut, so you don’t see Eren’s tentative hand reach for your hip, just wanting to rub a thumb comfortingly over the bone there, before he pulls back, second-guessing himself. A few pregnant beats pass by, Eren biting his tongue and holding his breath as he waits for you to make the first move, to direct him into how to speak to you after what’s just happened.

“I need to shower,” you finally say, words coming out in a breathless admission.

“Yeah,” Eren answers lamely, sitting up and looking around your room. There’s postcards from almost every country imaginable, tacked above your desk and fluttering in the breeze from your heating system. The desk itself is a wreck, dozens of papers and books scattered around in seemingly no order. Eren notices a little stuffed teddy bear tossed onto the floor and picks it up with a smile, placing it back against your pillows.

“Are you…”

“Am I…?” Eren looks at you, hoping that his pleading gaze isn’t too horribly obvious.

“I think Historia will kill me if she sees you leaving in the morning.” As soon as the words leave your mouth, Eren swears he can see something like regret fly over your face, and you turn your back to him instantly, scrounging around on the ground..

“I don’t know,” Eren wheezes through his shellshock, trying to force out a nonchalant chuckle that only sounds strangled and tense, “she’s pretty short. I don’t know how she could manage it.”

“You’d be surprised,” you slip a bathrobe over your shoulders and grant him a mirthless smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes.

Eren dresses in the heavy silence that’s fallen over the room, pulling his shirt over his head and having to inwardly brace himself to face you. Eren’s comfortable with himself, probably knows a little too well that he’s an attractive guy, but he feels completely naked even fully clothed when he turns around to see you, standing all cozy and fucked out and sleepy in your fuzzy robe.

“So…” Eren trails off, wanting to smack his own face for speaking first.

“Have a good night, I guess,” you look up at him and then quickly away, chewing nervously on your bottom lip. Eren steels himself, lets every bit of courage he can find in his body rise to his mouth, forcing it to move.

“Are we, you know, good?”

“Good?”

“We said a lot of things to each other back there,” Eren can’t meet your gaze, can practically feel his face burning as he scratches anxiously at the back of his head. When he forces himself to look at you, there’s something odd and unreadable in your eyes. Are you sad? No, you’re smiling. Well, sort of smiling– it looks contrived, not real. But you’re not angry, not entirely.

“Yeah, I’m good if you are.” That stupid, insincere smile is still twisting your features.

Eren doesn’t like the look of dishonesty on you, but he’s fought enough for tonight. He’s sad, spent, and tired, and he figures it’s hopeless anyway.

“Okay, good,” he makes his way to your bedroom door, fingers twitching for the feel of your skin under his, eyes damn near watering, “I’ll talk to you soon.”

“See ya.”

And with that, Eren’s left alone in the cold of your apartment hallway, alone and sickened by the feelings of satisfaction and longing swirling in his chest.

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“Ain’t Shit.” - c.springer

(part three here.) (part five here.)

part 4

when you and your ex boyfriend, connie, don’t know what to do from what might’ve been your last argument.

crying, fluff, mentions of toxicity/cheating/arguing, angst over comfort.

this is kinda short i’m so sorry :( .

“y/n.”

you stared out of onys car window for the second time. you didn’t wanna talk to anyone or say anything. how could he just not care like that? you didn’t really support how things were going normally, but the way his attitude just completely changed.

“y/n.”

“hm?”

“we here.”

you looked forward to see your house and you inhaled before nodding. “thank you.” you said before stepping out of ony’s car and walking up your driveway. you pulled out your key and twisted the lock to your door, unlocking it and entering your house.

you closed it behind you and locked it, tossing the rest of your things to the side and walking over to the kitchen, opening your fridge. you didn’t even have the taste for anything at this point.

you don’t know why, but everything pissed you off.

that’s when you heard your front door rattle. you frowned, looking back and waiting for whoever was about to enter. “who the fuck…” you whispered to yourself before seeing someone finally enter. and it kind of wasn’t a surprise.

“connie.” you mumbled.

he raised his head a little to greet you before turning to close the door and lock it behind him. “how’d you get in here?” you frowned a little. “key.” he said before throwing it to you. you caught the key and placed it beside you.

“okay. what you doin here now?” you asked calmly.

he pursed his lips together before shrugging, walking over to the kitchen. “ion know. why you think i’m here?” he asked. you sighed, hopping on the island counter lazily, letting your legs hang over. “ion know, but i also don’t have time for guessing games.” you said quietly.

“good. cus i don’t either.” he mumbled before sitting on the counter across from the one you were on.

you stared at each other for some good seconds before you looked down at the floor, not being able to even look him in the eye. “i don’t wanna talk about anything that happened.”

“that’s the problem. me neither. but we gon have to.” he shrugged, opening a beer with his teeth.

“connie, for real.” your eyes stuck to the ground as you spoke lowly. you didn’t have time for raising your voice anymore tonight. “y/n. you need to learn how to communicate wit me even if you mad. even if i’m mad.” he looked at you with those same, annoying low eyes he gave you when he was telling you whatever lesson you needed.

you looked to the side and shook your head.

“y/n.”

“okay.” you looked at him.

“don’t get mad when i ask you nothing. i won’t get mad when you ask me anything, ya hear?” he raised his eyebrows. you nodded slowly, really not tryna listen to shit he had to say, but you forced yourself to.

“so why you choose floch?”

“connie.” you started, realizing you were already about to start an argument. you inhaled deeply. “i knew you didn’t like him. and because you tried to make me jealous first.” you said, picking at your nails.

connie looked at your nails before looking back at you.

you glanced up at him for a few seconds before looking down again.

“why you acting all guilty? that was what you had to do, right?” he tilted his head forward while raising his eyebrows a little.

“rubbing on brooklyn was what you had to do, right?” you tilted your head to the side.

“i wanted to do that. but why you think i chose her and not a girl you hated more than her?” he asked you. but you shrugged. “ion know. i can’t read yo mind.” you muttered. “cus i didn’t wanna make you that mad. i wanted to annoy you, y’know, like we always do when we break up. y’know- i ain’t even kiss the girl. when have i ever kissed on another girl when we broke up and tried to make each other jealous?” he said, kicking his feet a little while staring at you.

you couldn’t get yourself to look at him.

“you cheated on me. so me flirting with floch should be the last thing we worrying about right now.” you defended yourself with all the proof you had. or all the thoughts you had.

connie’s gaze lingered on you, as you stared to the side again.

“look at me.” was all he said.

and you obeyed him. for a second, before looking down again. “ion wanna look at you.” you whispered.

thats when you heard him hop off the counter and walk over to you. you stayed seated as he grabbed your jaw softly, making you look up at him. he was still taller than you, even when you were on a platform.

but you looked at him, feeling you’d look dumb if you looked away again.

you stared at him, like always, and he stared back. it was like he was mind controlling you or something, because you felt your bottom lip start to quiver and your brows start to furrow.

“you know i love you, ma.”

you felt the tears come back. and as many times as that’s happened tonight, they’ve never left your eyes.

but now was suddenly different. before you felt the warmness roll down your cheeks.

“and ill admit it, cus i don’t wanna lie. even though i did cheat, i’ll never do that shit again.” he said while wiping your tears.

you couldn’t tell if he was genuine about what he was saying.

but he was.

“connie you gon make me mess up my lashes.” you whined, moving his hand. “i’ll buy you some more, ion care.” he said, hands moving towards your waist to hug you. “nails too.” his head nuzzled in your neck. you could feel him inhale and exhale deeply. you stared forward at the wall before wrapping your arms around his neck.

“i really do hate you connie. sometimes you just make me never wanna go back to you.” you mumbled.

connie hummed. “i’m sorry. i love you too.”

and there was a silence. not a normal silence, a weird silence. a scary silence. you rubbed his hair before he rested his head on your shoulder.

“but if i see you around him again… nah. if i see him around you again, i’m killing his ass.” he mumbled quietly.

you frowned and softly pushed him off of you, both hands on his shoulders. “connie. you not bein serious.” you said.

connie stared at you.

“nah. i’m not.”

i’m excited for the next part. ;)!

#aot x reader #connie springer #connie x reader #aot connie #connie x black reader #connie x black y/n #aot series #connie springer x reader #connie springer x black reader

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tvgals · 7 months

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‘ I AM THE COWBOY … ‘

myaa note — someone pls understand the title. ALSO I NEVER SEE ANY FLOCH FICS SO I MUST DELIVER …

synopsis — floch always spoils you n helps you with whatever you need, but when he sees your new attitude, he decides to postpone on his spending.

@punkologist

“baby, please jus’ buy me the bag!” you plead with your boyfriend. he just shakes his head in disapproval. “nope. you getting too spoiled. when you change that attitude, you can get whatever you want.” floch says, rubbing your thigh and scratching your head, his fingers getting lost in your head of curls.

floch was right. you’d been acting cockier than ever, deciding to post pictures on instagram where you’re practically naked, wearing only a mini skirt and what can barely be considered a crop top, the picture showing the slight glint of your promise ring that sat on your ring finger. “no, my attitudes been the same!” you argue, looking up at your boyfriends eyes. “no it hasn’t. quit lyin’ to me. i seen your texts to yo friends, sayin’ im gon’ get you this and that. imagine how you look now that you ain’t gone get it at all.” floch shrugs his shoulders, his eyes fixed on the tv.

you scrunch your face up at the thought of not getting what you want. you push yourself off of floch. he shoots you a glare and sits up on his elbows. “you just hate me don’t you?” you ask, your lip jutting out, tears threatening to fall. floch knew all about your dramatics, your ways to get into his head, and he was having none of it. “you just want me to be miserable for the rest of my life, huh? i hate you!” you accuse your boyfriend, a sultry grin on his face. you stomp your way to your shared bedroom, slamming the door to make a point. floch chuckles to himself, laying back down on his hands, watching the tv.

after a while of waiting for you to come back out, floch stands up and takes a deep breath, walking to the bedroom where you resided. “baby.” floch called out as firm yet gentle as he could. “hmph.” you grunted, showing disinterest into the conversation you know you’re about to have. “don’t ignore me.” floch mumbles, crawling up on the bed behind you. he turns your body onto your back and looks down at you, your tear stained cheeks breaking his heart.

“you’re fine, mama. it’s alright.” floch says, pressing kisses along your neck. “no it’s not..” you sniffle, looking away from your boyfriend. “it’s gon’ have to be alright.” he says, pushing your shirt up. “you’re so beautiful, could never hate my pretty girl.” he mumbles against your skin, still pressing kisses to your torso. once he gets to your pelvis, he looks up at you with those beautiful brown eyes. “can i? i know you hate me oh so much…” floch grins. your eyes widen and you curl your toes. “of course you can…i didn’t mean it i promise…” you whine. “mhm.” he hums. floch strips you of your sweatpants and panties, throwing them onto the floor.

he delves his head between your legs, his hands holding onto your thighs. he tongue fucks you for a few minutes, knowing you can’t possibly only get off to only that. he moans into your pussy, pressing wet kisses to your pretty heat. “my pretty mama..” floch moans. he ruts his hips into the mattress, pre cum leaking from his pink tip.

“please fuck me…” you whine, arching your back. floch snarls at your demand, deciding to retract from your pussy. you start to cry at the sudden loss of pleasure. “w-why’d you st-op?” you ask, frowning. “don’t demand shit from me after saying you hate me n shit.” floch laughs at you. you cry and whine at this, facing away from him. before he leaves out the room he looks at you, “‘nd don’t even try to touch yourself.” and floch walks away as your legs shake in desperation. floch — who was rather unbothered — plopped back onto the couch. you glared at the door that your boyfriend just left out of. you sat there for a while, making sure he wouldn’t come back inside. you opened your legs up and brought your other one to play with your nipples. “fuck..” you whispered, plunging two of your fingers into your sweet cunt. you tried your hardest to cover up your moans to no avail.

floch knew what you were doing, and he’d hate to say it made him hard. he grinned and turned the tv up, just so you get the illusion he can’t hear you at all. once you finally came with a strained moan, you fall asleep almost immediately. a few hours later floch walked in to see your sleeping body, your cunt still out for display. he smiles at the scene and kissed your forehead before cuddling up behind you and tucking you under the covers.

the next morning it’s safe to say you woke up with a louis vuitton purse on your nightstand with a note that read-

‘next time be quieter.’

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vampcubus · 1 year

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𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐇𝐂𝐒

a/n: second round with more characters!

⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒!┊connie, sasha, eren, yelena, pieck, floch.

⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒!┊mostly sfw, female reader coded, obsessive flavored yelena and floch.

❥ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑

— Not the most friendly sleeping partner I’m afraid 😭 He sleeps in a sprawled out spread eagle or in a tangle of his own limbs and the sheets. He’s also a blanket hog since he gets cold easily you’ll end up with like a corner of the blanket and a sliver of the bed.

— He’s a heavy sleeper though so you can usually just shove him over and he won’t even stir.

— Connie does like to cuddle though, especially if it's cold he’ll snuggle right up next to you and warm his hands under your shirt. So disrespectful about it though cus his hands are always so cold!! And he just laughs when you jump >:0

— Mornings consist of mandatory kisses and snuggles, this is non-negotiable he will absolutely wrap all his limbs around you to keep you from leaving the bed.

— If he wakes up before you expect the worst, he’s always playing too mf much. You’ll either wake up to find him drawing on your face or him sitting on your chest like a cat waiting for you to open your eyes.

“Are you awake?”

“I am now. Get off me, you’re heavy.” you groaned, pushing weakly at your boyfriend’s thighs.

“Say you look pretty good with a mustache, babe.” he snickers, capping a marker with a click that makes your heart drop.

“YOU DIDN’T!” you shriek, wiping at your upper lip, gasping when ink transfers to your fingertips.

He makes up for it because it gets all over his mouth when he kisses you.

— Lazy mornings are the best, he just curls himself around you, holds your hands, and just talks to you about silly stuff. You usually end up going down a rabbit hole of strange conversations and fake deep existential questions about aliens or random shit like that.

❥ 𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐒

— A light sleeper due to her instincts and sharp hearing. Half the time she’s munching on something right before bed and gets crumbs on the bed. There's no use scolding her, nothing gets between her and food.

— Runs delightfully warm so she’s a joy to snuggle up with when it’s cold.

— She snores if she’s on her back and drools on you if she’s on top of you, both of which she’ll get embarrassed about if you mention.

— A sleepwalker, almost always in pursuit of nighttime snacks. it’s hard to tell if she’s faking because she got caught (because she’ll absolutely do that) or is truly sleepwalking. It’s hilarious though, especially since she’ll even have full conversations with you in this state. You’ll ask her about it the next morning and she won’t remember a thing.

— Sleepy gf that will fall asleep on your shoulder just about anywhere.

— If you were to ever make her breakfast and bring it to her in bed she will actually start sobbing.

“I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!” Sasha wails with a mouthful of toast, tears streaming down her face as she absolutely destroys her breakfast. It’s a wonder she can even breathe scarfing down her food like that.

“The food isn’t going anywhere, Sasha. Slow down before you choke,” you laughed, wiping jam off her cheek with a napkin.

— You wake up before her most of the time, and she really loves to wake up to the feeling of your fingers brushing through her hair. She’ll blink her pretty brown eyes open and give you that sleepy smile that makes your knees buckle, she’s so cute and she knows it. Will absolutely use it against you to beg for kisses and food. Puppy gf puppy gf puppy gf-

❥ 𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑

— He’s the type to hold your tit while he sleeps, no I will not elaborate.

— He’s definitely up your ass the whole time you’re getting ready for bed, distracting you while you’re changing, hands holding your hips and nose buried into your neck as you’re brushing your teeth. Without you there Eren all but collapses into bed fully clothed and sleeps like the dead til morning, but when you’re there he’s stuck to you like glue.

— He doesn’t care what position you sleep in, just that he can be pressed as tightly to you as possible. You’re his safe space and he soaks up your touch like he needs it to live. Eren’s different now, changed by the impending future he was cursed to know and the horrible actions he’s done to ensure his loved ones' survival, but he never stopped needing you.

— So hold him close to your chest, stroke his hair, tell him you love him, even if he’s not the same. Even if you can tell he’s being ripped apart from the inside out, be there for him.

— Eren’s dreams are rarely peaceful so sometimes he’ll wake you with his mumbling and squirming, but as soon as he startles awake and sees you there he calms right back down.

“Did I wake you? Sorry.” Eren sighs, but you only hum, wiping the sweat from his brow and nudging his face closer to your chest.

“I’d rather you wake me than have you left alone with your thoughts. You can rest. I’m here.”

And with that, his green eyes droop again, the slightest of smiles tugging at his lips that makes you feel warm inside. He rarely ever smiled anymore.

❥ 𝐘𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐀

— She’s clearly unused to sleeping with other people but she’s beyond ecstatic to have the opportunity to sleep next to you. You’ll have to show her where to put her hands and how you like to be held but once you get comfortable she melts against you with a sigh. She’s got such long limbs so she’ll usually just curl around you and bury her face in your hair.

— Greatly prefers sleeping while facing each other so she can admire you while you sleep. (she’s a creep) she can’t help it really, there’s nothing she loves more than to see you completely vulnerable and relaxed. She loves that you trust her enough to sleep in her presence, especially with the mistrustful nature of most Eldians of Paradis.

— While Yelena enjoys holding you, please please hold her sometimes too, it means so much to her. She literally melts into a puddle every time you wrap yourself around her, tucking her head under your chin as you run your fingers through her pretty blonde hair. Start whispering sweet things to her and she’ll drift off in no time at all, fingers bunched in your clothes and long legs tangled with yours.

— Starts to stir as soon as you start moving around, so don’t expect to discreetly slip away without her eyes fluttering open.

“Hey, where are you going?” She’ll whine.

“To pee, ‘lena. Go back to sleep.”

“Don’t take too long, I’ll miss you.”

— Waking up next to Yelena is pure heaven. If she’s awake before you, you’ll wake up to her tracing shapes into your cheeks, chin on her hand as she waits for your pretty eyes to open for her again. And when they do she’s cooing at you, lips raining smiling kisses down on your face.

— She’s the type to bring you breakfast in bed, wants to help you get dressed, do your hair etc… she’s a bit obsessive in her love for you but you won’t regret letting her into your life. She’s weaved herself meticulously into your routine so she can be there every step of the way and always knows where the things you misplace are. Makes you wonder if she deliberately hides them so you have to ask her.

❥ 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐊 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑

— Sleepy gf that curls up on your chest like a kitten and sleeps like that the whole night. She’s honestly too fucking cute it’s not fair.

— Also really likes to spoon, doesn’t care if she’s the big spoon or the little spoon she’s down to cuddle every which way without complaints.

— She’s tired a lot, especially since she’s in titan form so often :’( but she greatly appreciates it if you nap with her, or even just let her sleep with her head in your lap while you idly undo the tangles in her hair (puts her right to sleep every time) she just likes to have you there.

— She’s so comfortable to lay on btw, everything about her feels so soft it’s unreal. You’ll never find a more relaxing partner to cuddle up to. She hums or reads to you when you can’t quite get to sleep no matter how sleepy she is herself cus she wants you to get good rest <3

— Mornings with Pieck are so 💕💗💕💕💖💗💞💓 she’s pretty groggy when she first wakes up but once she processes that you’re awake too it’s like her whole face lights up.

— Pieck has insane bedhead 🤭 her mane is always crazy n sticking in every direction. She’s notorious for falling asleep with makeup on (imagine her false lashes askew in a modern au, pls that’s so cute.) so don’t be shocked when you wake up with inexplicable makeup stains on your arms and shirt.

“Mmm, good morning.” Pieck yawns, arms stretched high above her head before she falls into a more instinctual hunched position.

“Good morning, beautiful.” you hum, brushing back the hair from her face to kiss her forehead and she just nuzzles her face against yours. She loves that you’ll call her beautiful even when she looks a hot mess.

— Lazy mornings are the best, just laying in bed together til noon while talking about everything and nothing til you feel like getting out of bed to rejoin society. She’s the type to hug you from behind while you’re making breakfast, pressing kisses to your back shoulder. Don’t trust her though, she is never above tickling you at the most inopportune time. She will gladly sacrifice a pancake to hear you squeal.

❥ 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐇 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑

— He’s not happy unless he’s got a face full of your tits when he drifts off, and is quite demanding about it. All he wants to do after a long day is shed his ODM gear and fall into your arms to be coddled like a baby.

— He’s handsy, even when he’s asleep, so you’ll wake up with his hands in your clothes grabbing at your soft bits. Likes to be pressed close and keeps you locked against him most of the night. You have to pry him off every morning.

— Mumbles in his sleep a lot. It’s usually garbled nonsense or whispers of your name. He’s a lucid dreamer and wakes up confused a lot, not knowing where he is.

— The nightmares are the worst though. He thrashes and sobs like a man possessed until you shake him awake, shushing and cooing at him as his head snaps left and right. You have to pull him into your arms and just hold him there while he crumples against you like paper.

— Floch is still plagued by the deaths of his comrades, still filled with hatred for Marley, and the titans, and everyone that he feels is trying to prevent Eldia from having a future.

— He clings to you like you’ll slip right through his fingers. He’s terrified of losing you more than anything. It’s why he fights so hard.

— Lazy mornings are rare but when you don’t have to be out of bed straight away, he’s content to just lie there with you as the sun filters into the room. He’s softer then, rough fingertips tracing your features as his honey-colored eyes admire you, whispering sweet nothings and words of gentle worship.

“You’re so beautiful. I’m so lucky. I love you so much. You’re my everything. I’d risk everything for you. I’d die for you. I’d kill for you.”

“You’ll what now? 😀”

#‧₊🦇˚⊹ ashi writes #aot x reader #eren jaeger x reader #eren yeager x reader #connie springer x reader #sasha braus x reader #yelena x reader #yelena aot x reader #pieck finger x reader #floch forster x reader #floch x reader #aot headcanons #snk x reader

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slxtslovebambi · 1 year

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Stalker analysis.

Characters: Eren and Floch <3

Synopsis: what kind of stalkers/yandere they would be.

Warnings: the titel says it all

Wc: 900+

Eren

Eren knows you since Highschool.

You were close with Mikasa and Annie and since he’s friends with Mikasa he quickly gains a lot of knowledge about you.

He’s the anti social type of stalker for sure. He has friends yes but only a few close ones and he’s not interested in making new ones.

He’d be the type to constantly call night and day, just to hang up on you before you even have the opportunity to pick up.

Eren always had trouble with controlling his emotions, what makes him so unpredictable. One moment he obsesses over you, thinking his life doesn’t have any meaning without you being around, and the next moment he wants to break you, take everything from you and make you live a miserable life, for simple things like talking to another guy, or throwing away the flowers he sent you.

Eren would send you a lot of stuff. Teddy bears, letters etc. At first you didn’t think much of it, but when random gifts started appearing all over your apartment, it started to freak you out. You were scared of being alone. If he was able to make his way into your place before, he could break in anytime.

But you’re not supposed to be scared of him. He doesn’t want that. He thinks that nothing that he’s doing is wrong. He wants to be the person you run to when you’re scared, but at the same time nothing gets him more of than the thought of being the person that scares you, and makes you feel so helpless.

He forgets to eat, sleep and to take care of his close friends and family, since he spends so much time watching your social media accounts and following you around in his car.

Today he wants to change things though. He waited for you to end your shift at the bakery that you work at. He inhales the smoke from his cigarette once more before throwing it to the side and making his way over to you.

You were looking for you’re keys to close the store as they fell out of your purse, on the ground. You bend down, trying to pick them up when a muscular pale hand gets ahead of you.

"those are yours right?" He gives you a smirk, handing over the keys with one finger. "y-yes, thank you. Do we know each other?" You inspect his face, convinced that you’ve seen him at your job before. "Oh yeah… I think I’ve seen you around before."

Floch

Floch knows you personally, however you’re not even aware of the fact that he exists…at least that’s what he thinks. Back in Highschool he was more of a loner actually. He didn’t have that many friends but the ones that he had weren’t close to you at all, wich is why you never really talked to him.

The fact that you didn’t see him scratched his ego, and at first he only felt hatred towards you but that quickly changed when he noticed your selfless behavior towards other people.

Floch is the unstable stalker type with a lot of self image issues and insecurities. He feels very entitled, like you deserve being watched by him for not acknowledging his presence. If anything then he’s the victim in this story, for having his feelings played with, right?

Different from Eren he’s not really in to writing letter’s or stuff like that. He’ll just send you hundreds of anonymous messages throughout the day, saying things like "I like the way you did your make up today." Or "what a pretty dress :)" with attached photos.

To him it’s not really stalking, he feels like he’s just 'protecting' you. Making sure you get home safely by following you after you just left your friends house or tracking your location after hacking your phone, was just the beginning of a series of things that Floch would do.

Floch would also actually go out of his way to ask people he doesn’t even like, personal information about you.

He’s totally the 'if I can’t have you, no one can.' type of guy and he’s not shy about it. He hasn’t killed anybody over you but he’s more likely to do so than Eren.

Floch has always struggled with things like lack of empathy due to some psychopathic traits and maybe some kind of personality disorder. That’s also why he never really felt bad whenever you cried over the fact that there was yet another picture of you, that you never saw before, sent via text message.

You were grocery shopping today while talking to one of your friends on the phone when suddenly your cart bumps into another one.

"Oh my god I’m so sorry, I wasn’t paying attention. Are you okay?" You quickly apologize as you turn your head to face whoever you just accidentally hit.

"Yes don’t worry I’m fine." The tall man speaks softly while looking down at you.

He looks so familiar…

"Wait I know you…did we went to school together?" Your brain tries its best to put a name to the face in front of you.

Floch looks at you stunned at the fact that you seem to remember him. He doesn’t know what to say as he feels his heart beating faster and his palms getting sweaty.

"I- I… yes I think you were in my biology class."

He speaks taken back.

"Yeah I remember! Did you change your hair?"

You smile warmly at him, waiting for an answer. He’s too flabbergasted to actually talk to you so he just nods in response.

"How about we go drink a coffee sometime?"

There’s no way you just asked him that.

He doesn’t know if he should laugh or cry right now, but having this conversation with you just showed him that all the analysis he made about you were correct. You have to be the sweetest human being on earth, he just wants to protect you.

"Sure… I’d love that."

Might create a tag list (idk yet)

Don’t forget to like and reblog <3

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silversimp · 1 year

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Was listening to just my likes on shuffle while writing and this song was giving me huge Floch vibes

#floch forster #i love this album already so this is just a plus #i was working on a floch fic and i was like wait a minute this is your song #now im just listening to it on repeat confirming with myself that the lyrics fit him #maybe its just because im writing about him tho idk #Spotify

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ye4gerism · 11 months

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THE BACHELORETTE !!! chp one

an: the worst is over😭 i hope you guys don’t hate this chapter as much as i do!

taglist: @katestrophes @taylarxse @invisible-mori @tanakaslastbraincell @mrsharuchiyo @parkerluvsu @conniesbbymama @444ctrl @gabbadabbad00 @cvberidiot @maliagurl @greeniegreengreen @teanica @illgrrl @spoiled2thetop @Ilovesero @haitainiwhor3 @durag_tanaka

Welcome to another season of the Bachelorette!

Unlike the other bachelorette, you weren't pushed to join the show. Single life was getting quite boring and the dating process was getting quite tedious. Sure, a dating show probably isn't the best choice for love but it would be fun. A bunch of guys worshipping you and doing anything it took to be with you and you only? Oh yeah, that sounded great. Music to your ears- literally.

So here you were, standing up outside with the host, Zeke Yeager, waiting on the ten men (that will be cut down to eight tonight). "Tell me something I don't know," you blurt out. You grab Zelle's hand and squeeze your eyes shut out of nervousness. He looks at you for a moment. He looks down at your hand and pauses before opening his mouth, "The whole experience is going to be rainbows and flowers, and finding your dream man will be so easy!" You open your eyes to stare at him, wondering if he's being serious or not. His blue eyes stare back at you and you get your answer. "All jokes aside, only you know what's right and what's wrong. Go with your gut...otherwise, we wouldn't have picked you."

As if on cue, the first limousine pulls up and once it stops, the first individual to walk out of the vehicle is a tall redhead. There's a smile immediately plastered on his face and he begins to make his way toward you. "Hi, Y/N, my name is Floch," he says. Floch puts his arms out for a hug and you move in to give him one. He gives your body a slight squeeze before pulling away. "How are you?" he asks, a smile still on his face. "I'm nervous I won't lie," you reply. "If anything, I'm nervous too." Floch lets a chuckle escape him. "This must be love then, huh? Look at us sharing the same feelings and everything," you joke. He lets out a laugh. "I'll see you inside, Floch, it was nice meeting you!" Floch gives you a nod before heading inside.

The next individual is a brunette. Once he gets closer, you notice his magnetic green eyes. "You're even more beautiful in person," he breathed. You're too stunned to reply. Should a guy be that pretty? He puts a hand out. "Eren." "Y/N." "Y/N...that's kinda pretty," he replies. Kinda? "You look amazing...I can't wait to talk to you more inside." Eren pats your shoulder and moves past you. There was something about him but you really couldn't put your finger on it.

After Eren follows a blonde with hazel eyes. There's a bit of playfulness to them- a good playfulness. Once he reaches you, he takes your hands. "Hi, Y/N! My name is Colt and I just have to say that I'm here for you. Just you." He pauses and his face drops slightly. "Sorry, that came out weird-" "No, no, no, I get it. I think everyone's here for the same reason," you interrupt. He gives you an apologetic smile and continues.

The next individual that emerges from the limousine is much taller than Colt and has an ash-brown mullet. As he approaches you, he puts his arms out. So you take a few steps forward, meet him somewhat halfway and hug him. "Hey," he starts. "Hey," you reply. "My name's Jean. You look absolutely gorgeous tonight and I'm looking forward to getting to know you more throughout the show and, you know, hopefully off camera." His little blurb was really sweet. You put a hand over your heart. "I can't wait to get to know you better too. Hopefully, we can talk more tonight."

As Jean exists, the last male from the limo makes his way toward you. He's a blond with a bowl cut and blue eyes. "Hey, I'm Armin, how are you?" he says once he's getting closer. Once Armin is right in front of you, you hug him. "I'm good," you say pulling away. "I actually have something for you." Armin slips his fingers into his jacket pocket and pulls out a watch. "This watch has been in my family for a good 80 years...an heirloom," he explains. "Armin, I can't take this." You push his cupped hands toward his chest. "I'm playing; I got it from the airport," he reveals, "I just wanted to tell you that I'm worth your time." You let out a laugh and slightly slap your thigh before taking the watch from him. "Thank you so much, Armin, I'll totally remember this! I'll see you inside."

The next vehicle that shows up is a...truck. A truck? Your face recoils in confusion. You look over at Zeke, who had moved away to give you space, for an answer. He shrugs but has a slight smile on his face. For a moment, you stand there because no one was coming out and nothing was happening. Finally, a body arises from the trunk of the truck. "I'm here to have a BALL with you!" a guy with a shaven head exclaims. You cup your face because what the hell? The display was so corny but funny at the same time. The guy hops over the trunk and makes his way toward you. He's laughing as he gets closer. Without asking, he pulls you into a hug. "It's so nice to meet you. I'm Connie," he greets. "Connie," you repeat," what a display." "I know. Though of it myself and everything." He pulls away. "I've probably used up all my time but I will see you later."

The next limousine pulls up and the first guy out it is a tall, dark-skinned male. The first thing you notice is his smile and you're immediately hooked. There was something so kind and welcoming about them. "Hey, Y/N," he starts, "I hope I'm not the only one who's nervous. I'm so choked up right now." Once he gets closer, you cup his cheeks in your hands before letting out a breathy laugh. "It's alright..." Your voice trails off since he didn't introduce himself. "Oyankopon," he answers. "Oyankopon...God in Akan, correct?" Oyankopon nods. "Interesting...I hope to learn more about you as everything progresses." He gives you another smile, with his teeth this time before heading inside.

Another blonde emerges from the limo; the only difference between him and Armin is that he's buffer. "You know there are so many different types of hugs?" he starts. You cock your head to the side, giving him your answer. "Can I show you?" You nod, curious to see where exactly this was going. He puts his arms over your shoulders and his hands rest on your back. You hook your arms under him and once it seems like you know what's happening, he gives you a nice squeeze. He felt like a nice luxury hotel mattress- firm but soft. You pull away with the biggest smile. The mattress dude puts his right hand out. "Reiner." You shake his hand. "That was really nice, Reiner, I'll see you inside."

The following male is a blond with pushed-back hair and a dark undercut. "I'm Porco," he introduces himself. You go in for a hug. "Nice to meet you, Porco," you say as you pull away. "I won't lie to you, these past few weeks have felt like a dream and I thought it'd be over once I saw you in person but...gosh...you're so unreal," Porco admits. You put a hand on your cheek and feel yourself heating up from his compliment. "That's flattering, Porco. I can't wait to talk to you more inside."

Finally, the last male makes his way. He was super duper tall and had an elongated face. However, he had this kind set of eyes on him. "Hey, my name is Bertholdt and, if it isn't obvious, I'm like totally into you right now and I can't wait to see where this goes." You thank him and hug him. "Let's go inside?"

You and Bertholdt walk into the villa in which you and the other nine contestants would reside for the next few weeks.

After the introductions, you got an opportunity to speak with some of the guys in group settings and you go to observe how they interacted with each other.

You were in the middle of a conversation with Colt and Floch. Colt was telling you about his little brother, who was back in Marley. Floch rolled his eyes at the mention of the country and started going off on how Marley was the absolute worst country in the world because of some titan war many many years ago. He wasn't mad about the discrimination put upon the Eldians...he was mad about the titans. We don't even know if they were real like that. You look for Zeke and once you make eye contact, you try to signal for help. It takes him a while to make his way over but once he's near you release a sigh of relief. "Sorry, guys, but I need to pull Ms. L/N away for a moment," Zeke says apologetically. The bickering stops and both males smile at you as you walk away with Zeke. He brings you over to Reiner and Bertholdt, who seem to be deep in conversation, and immediately walks off, leaving you there to end their conversation. "I'm so sorry to interrupt but I don't think I've had an actual conversation with either of you two yet. Tell me about you...family life, whatever," you start. They immediately give their attention to you. "Well, it's really just been me and my dad. With my job as a photographer, I have a really easy schedule, so I spend a lot of time with him," Bertholdt answers. You look at Reiner to hear what he has to say. "My family life is kind of complicated. My mom and I don't get along but we talk. We just aren't close like that. I do have a niece though. I've been raising her for a while. She lost her parents a while back," Reiner replied. Your face dropped slightly and you rub his arm. "I'm so sorry to hear that Reiner," you consoled. "It's alright! She's the most amazing 12-year-old anyone can ask for."

The first night was done. To end it, the Rose Ceremony needed to begin. After conversing with the contestants you knew exactly who you wanted to go home. However, you and Zeke felt that it'd be better to present the specialty roses (the First Impression Rose and Paradis' Favorite Rose) tomorrow morning before the first set of dates.

"I have eight roses that I'll be giving out tonight. I know there's a lot of anticipation about the specialty roses but receiving a rose from tonight should be the biggest honor of all," you explain. "Colt, you are the first to receive a rose."

Colt's face lights up and he comes forward to accept his rose. Oyankopon, Porco, Reiner, Connie, Armin, Jean, and Eren follow. Floch and Bertholdt are left.

"Floch, Bertholdt, you have been eliminated. You're welcome to say your goodbyes or simply leave," Zeke announces. Floch rolls his eyes and storms out of the room. Bertholdt comes up to you, gives you a quick hug, and leaves shortly after.

"Congrats to the rest of you," you cheered. The eight remaining men clap and cheer before stopping to let you finish speaking. "Three of you will be in the first group of dates, four of you will go with the second group, and the individual who impressed me first will go on a solo date!"

here’s the next poll. the next few posts will look a little something like this and this!

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wettvagina · 6 months

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the weekend

synopsis: when armin's only role in your life was to keep you satisfied for the weekend, what happens when he wants the entire week warnings: p in v , blowjob , infedility

Your eyelids felt as substantial as boulders, laying in your bed in your college dorm room, wearing only your soaked panties as you laid underneath your thick blanket. Panting heavily, you looked at your side, seeing the back of a man's blonde head, hickey-covered neck and bare back.

Upon catching your breath, you crawled over to him, putting your hands on his shoulders as he sat on your bed, slouched over slighty as he slipped on his socks, you pressed your chest to his bare back, your nipples hardening at the sudden exposure to his skin, "You're coming back tonight, right Armin?" you questioned.

You heard the blonde boy sigh, "Won't Floch be here." he stated blankly, you scoffed, "I wouldn't invite you if I know he's gonna be home." you explained, "I have work to finish." Armin monotonously spoke, "Alright." you sighed before hiding yourself under the covers oncemore.

You watched as he threw his shirt over his head, dusting the cloth once it was on, he glanced over at you before heading out, uttering a barely audible, 'Bye' as he departed your dorm.

Letting out a loud sigh, you turned to your left, grabbing your bra from the side table, clipping on the pink lacy fabric before grabbing your phone. Reading the texts your boyfriend sent you.

The 'i miss you's' and 'can't wait to see you' messages were exasperating, you scrunched your face, typing 'miss u too', nonetheless.

You rolled over on your side, not knowing when this duplicity begun. You always had a thing for Armin, before Floch even came into the picture, you had thought Armin felt the same way about you since he was always around you, always invested in your life.

Then, out of nowhere, Floch was introduced, portraying himself as the 'Perfect Boyfriend' and that he was, he loved you more than you could even imagine, he medialized you, making himself available for you whenever you needed him, he never missed any of your calls or texts.

And it worked, you both were always seen hand in hand, he fulfilled every role you presented. Subsequently, your unidentified relationship with Armin deteriorated, you all talked, just not as much. This didn't perturb you particularly, however, during a single moment of weakness, paired with your insobriety and lack of decision making skills, you all fucked in the bathroom of a random party.

And it was the best fuck of your lifetime.

Infact, it was so good that you made an agreement to fuck atleast twice every weekend. Floch and your relationship hadn't gotten to that point yet, he preferred to take things slow, it was vivid as day that he intended to date to marry.

But, seriously, who's looking for that type of relationship in college? You could see yourself marrying Floch, he'd be that type of husband that works a 9/5 while you stay home, taking care of the kids and cooking meals to which he'd come home to.

Obviously you'd be unhappy, and that typical housewife role, is the last thing you'd ever want to be.

But, you didn't just want to breakup with Floch for a fling with Armin, that'd be stupid. Opting any other of your choices, cheating was the best, obviously not right morally but, it's college who gives a fuck about morals.

Obviously you felt guilty at times, especially when Floch would come over to indulge in innocent things like, play a board game or go on a coffee date, however you just had to be in readiness for Armin's weekend dick appointment, and all that guilt melted away.

Detaching yourself from deep iteration of your memories, was the chime of your phone, you sighed oncemore when you saw a plain red heart emoji sent by Floch, you were lucky that Floch wasn't the overprotective, insecure type of boyfriend. So you didn't have to waste much energy in hiding what you were doing with Armin, however you took one precaution by simply changing Armin's contact name to DoorDash.

Leaving his message on seen, you decide to take a much-needed shower, washing off your sweat and other bodily fluids.

Walking around campus, your left hand occupied by Floch's larger one, he soothingly rubbed his thumb over your finger, looking ahead, you noticed that familiar head of blonde hair, head dropped as he read something from a book, you slowly unclutched your hand from Floch's.

As Armin looked up at you, you could see him visibly flinch before continuing his route, you smiled, looking up at Floch, who seemingly paid no attention to your sudden movement, shifting to his direction, ensuring that your shoulder brushed Floch's as you walked side-by-side.

You forcefully swallowed the feeling of disgust that recently kept bubbling in your chest, that feeling would appear whenever you had to perform some sort of typical romantic gesture common to couples in established relationships.

'Why were you even in a serious relationship in the first place?' you pondered to yourself, that thought had reoccured so much times in your mind, and you were yet to find the foundation of this question. You let out a soft sigh, barely audible to Floch, "What's wrong ,baby?" his voice spoke, "Hmmm, nothing." you replied, holding onto his arm as you both pranced around campus.

Internally rolling your eyes, you decided to play the part, that is until the weekend, of course.

"Lock the door, lock the door." words rushed out your mouth as your heart thumped in your chest, your face felt heated, "It's locked." Armin's voice spoke, upon hearing his words of reassurance, you pushed yourself into him, capturing his lips in yours, smoothing your hands over his chest as you passionately kissed him.

"needa talk to you first." Armin uttered after he broke the kiss, "well hurry up and talk." you rushed, Armin shook his head, placing his hand on your back as he ushered you to your bed. As you both sat on the matteress, parallel to eachother, "how long is this gonna be happening?" Armin speaks after a lengthy pause.

"Huh?" you question, "don't play dumb, how long are you gonna fuck me and then fuck Floch the next day?" he questions with a stern tone, causing you to jerk your head backwards slightly, "Oh." was all you could mutter.

"I've never had sex with Floch." you clarify, causing Armin's eyes to widen, "so do you just use me to substitute the dick you're missing in your relationship?" Armin questioned, earning a sarcastic scoff from you.

"No." you begun, hands inching to his thigh, "Floch could never fuck me that good." your sultry voice rung in his ears, causing his face to heat up. "Yeah?" Armin questioned, "Mhm." you confirmed, "Well." Armin begun, unstrapping his belt as he spoke, "How bout' you tell him that?" Armin suggested, smirking as he unzipped his pants.

He reached out for your hand which was sitting right on his thigh, using his other hand, he grabbed his phone from his pocket, dailing Floch's number. Showing you the contact once he finished, "What do you want me to do? Call him and tell him we're over?" you questioned, pocketing an ego boost for Armin, "Tell him what you just told me." Armin instructed.

"But." Armin said as you were about to grab his phone, "How bout' you occupy yourself while you call him." Armin spoke, you then noticed his boner, you looked down at his crotch, then at the phone. Subsequently, getting on your knees, situating yourself between his knees.

Pulling out his already erect cock from his pants, you licked your lips as you watched the pink tip dripping with precum, his protracted cock throbbed in your palms as you pumped it, Armin's hand shook as he click the call button, "Yeah, keep going." Armin praised.

You licked the tip, swirling your tongue around it afterwards as you awaited Floch's answer, listening to Armin's phone vibrate in his palms. Stroking with both hands as you sucked on the tip, you heard the call pick up, hearing shuffling in the background before hearing a faint, 'hello? who is this?' Floch's muffled voice spoke, you watched as Armin put the phone on speaker, pointing it at you as you slurped on his dick.

"Go on, princess." Armin encouraged, "Who is this?" Floch spoke, "Hey Floch, it's your girlfriend." Armin spoke as he held back a loud moan, you giggled before grabbing his phone, "What's going on?" Floch's distressed voice chimed, "I was just calling." you said in between licks of Armin's tip, " to say that we're done." you say while holding his healthy-pink cock in your hand, pumping it as you spoke on the phone.

The sight just stroked Armin the right way, "and.." Armin insisted, "and you can never fuck me as good as Armin." you whine, using your thumb to play with the precum seeping out of the slit on his tip, "Sorry, what? Baby I think you're breaking up." Floch spoke, his fazzled voice rung, "No, we're breaking up." you spat as you hung up.

"Happy?" you ask Armin, before giving him a chance to speak, you stuffed your mouth full with his cock, "Yeahh" Armin groaned, fingers curling into fists as his muscles flexed. "Fuck yeah." Armin whined, grabbing a fistful of your hair as you gagged on his cock, taking his full length into your mouth.

Sliding your lips up and down his length, friction sending waves of pleasure up his spine, he knew he was on the brink of painting your face once you looked up at him with your half-teary eyes, practically begging for a facial.

"Fuck, I'm- " Armin grunted as you felt his cock tauten in your mouth, pulling his spit-coated cock out of your mouth, you pumped his length twice before letting him come all over your pretty face, painting your lashes and lips white as he released his load, groaning in pleasure as his head tilted back.

"Fuckk." he moaned out, "'gotta let me fuck you." Armin groaned, pumping his cock himself as you pulled your face away from his pulsating cock. "Get up and turn 'round for me." he instructed, and you followed, pulling off your shorts and soon your panties, exposing your wet, throbbing pussy.

"Fuck, so wet for me." Armin teased before slapping your ass, earning a moan from your lips, Armin took his fingers, traveling from your needy hole, then to your clit, gathering your oozing juices onto his fingers before tasting it.

Your phone buzzing tore him away from the beautiful sight of your dick-deprived pussy, "'sure it's Floch." Armin scoffed, grabbing your phone, powering it off. As soon as, the phone went black, he grabbed you by your sides, pulling you down onto his dick, your soft skin grazed his as he sat you down onto his cock.

Feeling the sudden fullness, you shut your eyes, feeling him everywhere as you sat on his dick, in one swift motion, Armin stood up, you felt his cock point into your walls, groaning at the little friction.

Armin grabbed your hips as he began pounding into you steadily, grunting as he felt your pussy wrap around him, pushing in and out of you, you arched your back as you stood on your feet, using one hand to grab your hip, Armin used his other hand to grab at your boobs under your shirt, "Fuck." Armin slurred as you moaned at his dick pumping in and out of you.

Armin's blonde hair swayed as he rained blows into your pussy, your walls soon clamped down onto his dick, Armin slowed his strokes, hearing your loud and needy moans before you came all over his cock. Pulling out his cream-coated dick from inside of you, he smacked your ass as you cursed through your orgasm, biting your lower lip.

"I wanna fuck you everyday from now on." Armin groaned as he pumped his cock, whining as he met with his climax, coming all over the curve of your ass, "Yeah, I think I want that too." you panted.

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roseofdarknessblog · 10 months

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Irreplaceable (Levi Ackerman x Reader)

Word count: 5 040

Disclaimer: english is not my first language, I apologize in advance for any mistakes

Summary: When you married Levi, you already knew he would one day be an amazing father. So when your daughters were born, you had zero doubts. Even Levi gained confidence in himself after becoming a father. But with the Rumbling and the birth of your third child, many things changed once and for all.

Irreplaceable

You swallowed hard, looking over your shoulder once again. Levi was only sleeping, he was alive. You just checked... he was breathing just fine and his pulse, although still a little weak, was regular. Hange did everything to ensure that he was going to be okay. But still. As you saw him there in such a terrible state, your mind started to wander to the darkest places.

He simply couldn’t die. No. What would you tell your children, if their father never came back home? His precious little girls wouldn’t understand what happened. Not at seven and four years old.

„Are you okay?“ Hange asked when they came back to your little improvised camp with more firewood. If it weren’t for the Scouts they killed to keep you safe and the stuff that was left after their deaths, you would have nothing. Only the still-soaked clothes you were wearing. „How’s your knee doing?“

You waved your hand. „It’s a little swollen, but okay. I’ll be fine,“ you assured them, rubbing your left knee. It hurt pretty badly, but nothing you wouldn’t be able to suffer through. You didn’t even know where and how you injured it. Only when you finally came out of the river, it was already hurting. „He’s fine, I just checked.“

Both of you looked at Levi before Hange nodded and sat down at the fire next to you. Staying awake and alert was the most important thing. There was still a possibility, that someone would come after you.

„I’m sorry you have to be a part of this.“

You shrugged, looking into the fire for a moment before you looked back at Levi once again. „If I ever see Floch again, I’m going to rip him apart like a piece of paper,“ you hissed, looking back at Hange. Even they, your lifelong friend, were surprised about what you just said. But after all, you had all the right reasons to hate him. And all his men as well. They wanted to kill Levi when he needed their help the most. And anybody, who even thought about hurting your family was your enemy and deserved to feel your anger.

You were just an ordinary civilian, not a soldier. You spent your life on your family’s little farm with your father, or on the farmer’s market in Trost with your mother. That kind of life was all you knew. But just until you met Captain Levi Ackerman and the two of you fell in love. It was a long and slow process, but the wait was so worth it. The stoic Captain, who was known as Humanity's strongest soldier, became the most treasured person in your life and after years of getting to know each other and dating, you became his wife and soon after the mother of his children.

„What are we going to do, Hange? We can’t stay here.“

„I know, but... I need a little more time to think. And Levi needs to rest, we can’t move just yet.“

„I have to get back home.“ Hange nodded, reached for one of your hands, and squeezed it reassuringly. „My parents are surely taking the best care of our girls, but what if the Yeagerists go after them as well? What if they hurt them, just to lure me and Levi out from hiding?“

„No, no, no. Don’t even think about that, they’ll be fine, I’m sure. I know your dad, Y/N. He’s going to chase them away with his rifle if he has to.“ Something about that thought made you smile a bit. Yes, your father would do such a thing. His family was his biggest treasure and if anybody tried to hurt his wife, you, Levi, or his granddaughters, he wouldn’t hesitate to even kill to keep you all safe.

But still... he was alone and he wasn’t the youngest anymore. And if Floch with the others truly came to your parent’s house...

When they crossed your path in the morning, you were heading to the town for some mundane shopping. The day started out as usual, your girls were still sleeping and you decided to get the shopping out of the way as soon as possible. You never thought, that you wouldn’t return home. Floch with the Yeagerists cornered you out of nowhere and made you go with them.

For a long time, you didn’t know what they wanted from you – from Captain Levi Ackerman’s wife. Nobody bothered to tell you what was going on. Only when all of a sudden Hange joined you. From that moment, everything started to go downhill.

And now you were here – on the run, hiding in the forest and feeling more scared than ever before. Your husband’s life was still in immediate danger, while you couldn’t be sure if your parents and daughters were okay. And on top of that... you were carrying another little Ackerman nobody except your parents knew about.

„I’m pregnant again,“ you heard yourself say very quietly to Hange. It was only natural to tell your best friend about something this special. If they weren’t spending the last few months in Marley or planning the Liberio raid, they would already know and probably be as excited as when you were pregnant before. „Nobody knows, only my parents.“

Hange looked at you with a huge surprise on their face. „When did it happen? We’ve been away for almost three months and Levi was here with Zeke since our return.“

„I’m roughly five months along,“ you said, putting your hand on your belly. Every single day, you spent more and more time when you were getting dressed. Mainly when you went out to town. You wanted to hide your growing pregnancy belly as best as possible to avoid rumors from people you knew. „I first started feeling a little off before you all left for Marley for the first time. But I didn’t go to the doctor until Levi was home. And since then I didn’t really have a chance to tell him.“

You only saw Levi for a couple of short minutes, after they came back. That time was enough for a long hug and a couple of quick kisses. Levi asked how you and the girls were doing, and that was basically it. He was gone once more and when you saw him again today, he was bloodied and on the brink of death.

„So another member of Levi’s personal squad, eh?“

You smiled when Hange excitedly leaned closer and hugged you. „Yeah, another little Ackerman is on the way. Maybe finally a little boy.“

Levi loved being a girl dad, but you really wanted to give him a son as well. A little boy, who would hopefully look like him, even though your daughters both had their father’s hair and features. When anybody, who knew Levi looked at his kids, it was immediately obvious, that they were very closely related. And you loved this fact so much. You loved seeing your husband in those two little miracles the both of you created together.

„So that’s why you had such trouble getting into the saddle earlier? Or why you didn’t want the Yeagerists to touch you at all?“

You nodded, caressing your belly. About two weeks back, you finally felt the baby start kicking for the first time. Even now, during your third pregnancy, it was something magical. „Didn’t want them to accidentally see or touch my belly.“ Your loose black dress with a colorful long vest hid your pregnancy pretty well. But you still had to be careful not to draw much attention to your abdomen.

„I’m so sorry you got caught up in this situation. Now even more.“

„It is what it is,“ you said and looked over at Levi again. He was still unconscious, but at least he didn’t hear you talk to Hange. This was not the moment you wanted to announce your pregnancy to him. „I just hope all of this ends soon.“

Deep down in your heart, you knew Levi will be okay again. He had to be. He was your husband, after all. He had a family that needed him back home. Your girls needed their dad, who they loved and absolutely adored every waking hour of every day. He truly was their hero. And not because he was Humanity's strongest. But only because of how much he loved them and cared about everything that regarded his two precious little angels.

You knew very well Levi wasn’t just a cold and grumpy soldier. Not when he was with you. But seeing him become a father was something completely different. He even cried, when your first daughter was born. And he was just as emotional, happy, and grateful when your second daughter was born almost three years later.

„Not to sound grim, but I don’t think we’ll know peace in the near future,“ Hange said, stood up, and went over to Levi to check on him.

You worried about him to the point that you felt physically sick. Maybe because it was such a rarity to see him hurt. He came back unharmed even from the worst expeditions. And now here he was – completely dependent on your and Hange’s help.

And it was one of the worst feelings ever. Knowing how close to death he really was. Seeing him hurt and all bandaged up, while you sat just a couple of steps away with your third baby on the way. Thinking about Levi never knowing about the baby... about never seeing him or her...

A quiet sob escaped your mouth before you could press your hand to your mouth. Hange immediately turned around and looked you over with great concern. You really never felt so much fear and pain all at once. So much despair.

„I’m fine,“ you got out and tried to take a couple of deep breaths to calm yourself. Hange seemed pretty out of place when they saw your tears. From experience you knew, that they weren’t the best when it came to comforting a crying person. „It’s just...“

„Yeah, I know,“ Hange said and smoothed Levi’s hair down a bit. If he was awake, he would probably frown at them and pull away. But not now. „But try not to stress yourself too much, please. You have to be extra careful.“

Hange seemed way more tense than before you told them about your pregnancy. And that was understandable. They were the Commander and the person in charge now. You telling them about your pregnancy just put extra weight on their shoulders. Now they needed to look after Levi, you, and even your unborn baby.

„I’ll get you home, don’t worry,“ Hange said after a minute and came to sit back down next to you, wrapping their arm around your shoulders. „And I’ll keep Levi safe for you and your kids. I promise.“

You gave them a weak smile, leaning your head against theirs. This was a really bad time for crying, but you were an emotional mess during every pregnancy. Not to say in a situation like this, when death was lurking dangerously close.

The bright morning sun was shining right on the bed, where you were slowly waking up from another long and almost sleepless night. You almost forgot how it felt to have a newborn, who woke up many times and needed attention. Not to mention your other two kids waking up as well because they still weren’t used to their new home.

The Rumbling happened almost half a year ago, and the world was still upside down from all the consequences. You still remembered the day Paradis started shaking as the Wall Titans followed Eren on his mission to destroy all your enemies. When you parted from Hange and Levi, to return back home, you found your parents and daughters out on the porch of the farmhouse, watching the Titans in horror. The girls were crying like never before. And there was nothing you could do to calm them down and assure them, that you’ll all be alright. They cried for their dad and kept asking you when he was coming home to protect them.

And you had no idea.

When you kissed Levi goodbye, you couldn’t be sure you’ll ever see him again. For many weeks, you didn’t know what happened to him or the others. And for an even longer time, there was no way for you and your family to get to Levi. You spent countless amount of nights crying and worrying, which ended up causing preterm labor.

But despite that, everything turned out okay. Your baby was healthy and beautiful, and you recovered even faster than when you gave birth for the first and second time. Before you knew it, you were back home with your girls, who were in awe when they first saw their new sibling.

Even after your baby’s birth, it took another almost two months, until you got a chance to leave Paradis and travel to the place where Levi was staying and recovering. It was the Azumabito family, who helped you get to your husband. It all happened so fast. You and your parents had to pack up the kids and your whole lives in a couple of days and leave Paradis... probably for good.

And that was maybe for the best. After everything, many people, who knew you were Levi’s wife, acted harshly toward you. A lot of things in your homeland changed and not necessarily for the best. So leaving and starting over was probably a smart idea. Your kids deserved a much better life, with nicer people surrounding them.

Most importantly... they needed their father, just like you needed your husband.

Traveling across the ocean and finding a way to cross the burned lands which the Wall Titans and Eren left behind, took a toll on your whole family – your elderly parents, two spooked-out kids, and a still fragile newborn. And on you, too. Physically and also emotionally.

But in the end, it was all so worth it. When you saw Levi after many long months... an unimaginable wave of relief and happiness washed over you, making your eyes water almost immediately. And when your girls ran up to him, not minding even a tiny bit, that their father looked much different, your heart almost burst from love and gratitude. They didn’t mind his new scars, his blind eye, or the wheelchair he needed because of his leg. All they saw, was the father they adored and loved more than anybody else. They exchanged many hugs and kisses. Levi sat them both onto his lap, wrapping his arms around them and holding them close, whispering how much he missed and loved them.

Levi knew, that you and the girls were coming. He was happy to see your parents, too. The biggest shock for him was the roughly two months old newborn baby in your arms. Nobody except your late friend, who you still missed very dearly, knew, that you were pregnant. And it seemed that Hange didn’t tell Levi. So when he saw the tiny black-haired Ackerman baby, who was looking at him with bright blue eyes in complete amazement, he wasn’t able to say anything. Until the girls started telling him everything about their new sibling, who they loved greatly.

„Oh... good morning. What did I miss?“ you asked, when you finally found your whole family – out on the porch, enjoying a beautiful colorful sunrise. When you didn’t find Levi or the girls in their beds, it was obvious, that they were somewhere outside, having a peaceful and quiet morning.

„You came just in time, the sun’s coming up shortly,“ Levi said in a hushed voice. The baby, your third daughter, was peacefully asleep in his arms, while your four-year-old was sitting on his lap and hugging him, also half-asleep. Your oldest daughter was sitting on the porch right next to Levi’s wheelchair and was holding his hand – the one, which was missing two fingers.

Seeing them content and peaceful like this, made your eyes well up with tears almost immediately. You were all still adjusting to your new life and for the most parts, it wasn’t easy. That’s why moments like these helped you more than you would be ever able to express and explain.

You loved watching Levi with his girls. All the love between them was so pure and innocent. It was very precious to you and Levi as well. He had so many doubts about becoming a father. And they were all pointless, because the second your first daughter was born, he was already a natural. Always tending to his daughter’s needs and doing everything in his power, to give all of them everything he didn’t have growing up.

„The girls came into our room and since I couldn’t sleep anymore, I took them outside so you could rest a bit more. It was a rough night,“ Levi said, looking down at the sleeping baby.

„I love the newborn phase, because they are so tiny and adorable, and you are getting to know them for the very first time, but that constant waking up in the night...“

With a chuckle, you kissed all of them on top of their heads and sat down on the other side of Levi’s wheelchair, crossing your legs. The air was a bit crisp, a thin layer of fog was hovering between the trees of the forest behind the small house you lived in now.

„I think we should enjoy it because it’s probably the last time we are experiencing this phase.“

„Is it?“ Levi teased you.

You raised your eyebrows. „Would you like another baby?“

„You wouldn’t?“

„I would like another sibling,“ your seven-year-old said enthusiastically. She was a big help when you brought the baby home from the hospital for the first time. It was almost as if she knew, somebody had to take Levi’s place. „Maybe a baby brother for a change.“

„You know we can’t influence that, honey,“ you said with a smile.

„Maybe we could try... somehow...“ Levi suggested playfully, winking at you with his healthy eye. „After a couple of years, that is. No need to hurry. We need to properly settle down first.“

„And open your tea shop,“ you said excitedly, reaching your hand towards Levi and stroking his arm. „After many years, we can finally turn that dream into reality.“

„With me being like this?“ Levi asked in a much colder tone, looking down at you with a grim expression. But before your eyes met, he looked away and instead kissed both of his sleeping daughters. „Don’t think that would work out.“

„Why do you think that?“ He shrugged, almost as if he didn’t want to tell you what he really meant. Maybe because the girls was here. Or maybe because you already knew too well.

You and he already had some pretty harsh and painful conversations. They were all pretty similar – all of them ended in tears. Sometimes only Levi’s or only yours. Other times you cried both. For many minutes, even hours. In the middle of the night, or even during the day, when the girls weren’t around. Levi was still hurting – mentally and physically as well. And some days, the pain and sorrow got the best of him. He cursed, screamed, and cried. He even wished for death.

That’s how much he hated the current version of himself. He despised looking into a mirror – even now, many months after all of his injuries happened. Most of them were healed by now, but that didn’t make a big difference to him. Not even your words and tears could make him hate himself less.

„Nobody said, you would have to run the shop alone, darling. It can be a little family business. Bet my parents would love to help out, mom has a lot of experience when it comes to dealing with customers.“

Everybody on the farmer’s market back at Trost loved her – buying fruits, vegetables, homemade erb soaps, or any other good stuff from her, or just stopping by for a quick chat. With her cheerful personality, she was able to charm everybody. And probably would be no difference here. Or at least you hoped.

„And dad is already grumpy because he has nothing to do here. He really misses the farm and all the work around there.“

„I miss the farm too,“ your seven-year-old said. „All the animals and growing plants. The flowers we used to plant with grandma each year. It’s a shame we had to leave, I loved it there.“

„We can build something similar here as well,“ you said to her, trying to sound hopeful. But deep down in your heart you knew, that nothing would ever be the same. Having hope was a nice and necessary thing, but it wasn’t enough.

„Nobody said we have to stay. If we don’t like it, we can just pack up all our stuff and leave,“ Levi said suddenly, once again sounding a bit more cheerful. It was all just a pretense, you knew it. But appreciated his effort anyway.

All you could do was nod in agreement. But after that, watching the rest of the sunrise in silence was the best possible choice. A moment of quiet and peace was necessary for all of you. Just a moment of sitting down and enjoying something so simple and yet beautiful. Something, that always gave you hope, that the new day would be much better than the previous one.

Just after breakfast, your parents came over and took two of your oldest daughters for a fun day in the town. The house got quiet when you took care of the baby and settled her down into the crib. Instead of preparing lunch for you and Levi, you and he ended up outside on the porch again.

„Sorry I talked like that in front of the girls.“

„It’s fine, you didn’t say anything wrong,“ you assured him, pulling up a chair next to him and reaching for his hand. „I know it’s hard. For all of us. But we have to keep trying, Levi. We have to keep going for our family.“

Moving away from Paradis and starting over in a foreign country wasn’t even close to being easy. Not even you felt comfortable and content with your new life. But you had to try. You simply had to. For your parents and daughters, but mostly for Levi. You wanted to be his everyday dose of motivation and the reason he kept smiling from time to time.

And above all... you had to be strong for yourself. You were just as important as everybody else in your life. Because if you wouldn’t be able to function, everything else would start to fall apart as well.

„I’m tired, Y/N. Exhausted, worn out...“ You squeezed his hand, brushing your thumb over his knuckles. „I’m still angry with myself for not being able to function like before. For not being able to be the father, husband, and son-in-law all of you need.“

„Levi, you’re everything and much more, than all of us need. You’re still the same person I fell in love with. You may not look the same, but that’s not important to me. It never was.“ His quiet chuckle surprised you. But also warmed your heart and gave you hope. „And if you want to know... I still find you very handsome.“

„Well, am I a lucky guy?“

„Definitely.“ You nodded, leaning closer to him and hugging him around his right arm tightly, but gently at the same time. „I love you, and I always will. No injury can change that, Levi. You will always be the love of my life. The only one I want to share my life with. The one, who I know loves me back just as much.“

„Not just as much... but even more,“ he corrected you, the tone of his voice sounding warm and loving. „I know I’m blessed to have a wife like you and a precious family. Many people died so we could sit here like this and talk.“ He stopped for a second, taking a couple of deep breaths to hide how his voice was starting to break once again. Since you came here and reunited with Levi, you have seen and heard him cry more times than throughout your entire relationship. And it kept breaking your heart over and over again. „Despite that, I can’t seem to find the way out of the darkness. It keeps following me everywhere.“

„Because you keep being too hard on yourself. You still think, that being a soldier or a weapon for someone in power, is what made you matter. But we both know that’s not the truth. You’re perfect as you are... here in this moment. You don’t need to be Humanity's strongest soldier to feel important, admired, and loved. It’s enough for you to just be... Levi.“ You knew he longed for the power and all the abilities he once had. He wanted to feel like his old self so badly, that he kept forgetting what was truly important. „You changed and there’s nothing wrong with that. In here,“ you said and placed your palm over his heart gently, „you are still the same person I love and admire. I traveled across the world, which was almost burned to ash just to be with you again. And I’ll never regret that.“

You told him similar words many times before. But that was pointless, you would repeat yourself as many times as he needed to hear it, hoping he would take something away from them.

„You are still you, Levi.“

„But is that enough for you, Y/N? In this state, I can’t give you the life you and our girls deserve.“

„I don’t expect you to give me anything. All I need, is your presence in my life and in the life of our girls,“ you said, leaning closer to him and kissing his cheek. „If I had to, I would carry this on my own. But I really, really don’t want to. I want to share everything with you, just like before. The good and the bad as well.“

„I know you could do this all on your own. You did it for the last couple of months, and you did brilliantly. Enduring an entire pregnancy without me even knowing, giving birth, and traveling with three kids across this forsaken world just to... find me again... I...“

„I did it for us, darling. For our family, our future.“

It was hard and even traumatic in some ways. But all of that was over now, everything was okay again. Levi was right there beside you, and your family was complete once more. Nothing was perfect, and it never will be. Finding true happiness was always difficult, and in this new world, it seemed close to impossible. At least for now. Many things were changing for you and for the whole world as well. So it was probably normal to feel this way.

„And I would do it all over again if I had to,“ you added in a reassuring tone, holding Levi’s hand and squeezing it reassuringly.

„I know you would. That’s why I love you.“

Before you could say anything back, both of you heard a faint cry from inside the house. With a quick kiss, you left Levi outside and hurried after your baby. All it took, was a diaper change and a few kisses before you could return to Levi, your youngest daughter once again contently resting in your arms.

She was a carbon copy of her father, just like her older sisters. With Levi’s silky black hair and his adorable nose, she was a true Ackerman. And Levi was all about that, just like when he saw all of the girls for the very first time.

„Everything okay?“ Levi asked, reaching for his daughter immediately.

You nodded with a smile, carefully handing him the baby. It looked like she became immediately happier when Levi cradled her against his chest and kissed the top of her head. She cooed quietly, looking up at her father with eyes wide open. Almost as if she was seeing him for the very first time.

Levi’s touch and voice always calmed the kids down. His mere presence was enough for them to feel safe and loved. They missed him very dearly every time he went on an expedition or had a lot of work to do. Sometimes, the girls even waited for him to come home from the HQ, just to see him for a couple of minutes or get a goodnight kiss from him.

„She’s so precious,“ he whispered, kissing the baby’s hair once more and offering her one of his fingers to hold. „To think I almost didn’t get the chance to meet her...“

„No, stop! Don’t talk like that, please.“ He wanted to say something but decided to stay quiet and instead whisper to the baby how much he loved her. „You know... this is when I find you the most irresistible.“

„Crippled?“ he smirked.

„Levi!“ you scolded him and hit his shoulder playfully.

When you heard him laugh a new spark of hope flared up in your heart. Maybe everything could be okay once again. Not today or tomorrow, but eventually. You both had something very precious to fight for and keep trying. You went through so many challenging things together and apart as well. But love always helped you find your way back to one another.

„I’m glad I have you all,“ he said after a while, his eyes still glued to his daughter, who was carefully watching his face. „My irreplaceable Ackerman girls.“ With a tiny smile, he leaned over to you and gently grabbed your chin. „I’ll keep fighting for you all. With everything I have left. I can promise you that, Y/N.“

„Only if you let us fight for you... my irreplaceable Ackerman,“ you teased him, before brushing your lips against his in a long and loved-filled kiss, which said more than a hundred words ever could.

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