#eren oneshot

[chosos-mascara]

summer

𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 - you and eren don't want to start college as virgins.

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 - smoking, make-out, dry humping, PiV, virginity loss, smut with a story

minors + ageless dni 5k words

Twelve months ago, the last exam had taken place. The day a weight was lifted graciously from the shoulders of the students around you, a day freedom was cast. No longer would you waste nights cramming, or evenings exhausted on subjects you'd cared little about, when they'd have been better spent with friends.  This, was where life would begin. Adulthood was on the horizon, so close you could taste it. 

A job, good money, no more worries over assessment, homework, or extra-curricular activities (at least, for a little while). A gap year of dreams you were taking alongside your best friend, one you'd meticulously planned with one another, details confirmed as if already experienced. The pair of you had celebrated, a parade of final good-byes to friends leaving for university, drinks to commemorate the past years of your life, and the future yet to participate within. You'd spoken with them too, of the ideologies, the great expectations of the next three-hundred-and-sixty-five days, leaving behind deadlines for nights out, visualizing flashing lights and bass boosted music through intoxication. This was the start of your twenties, after all. 

But sometimes, through the consumption of media, we glorify things, scenes from movies blurred with that of real life. Sadly, these experiences do not occur for the average person. Eren and yourself, in particular, working shifts and going home to sleep, were a part of that majority. 

Working was dull and unfulfilling, draining energy from you as if you'd been a mere battery in need of a recharge following an eight-hour shift, too tired to do much else. The year of greatness had come and gone, and nothing had changed other than the cycle of four seasons, of which you'd worked on auto-pilot for minimum wage. A soulless stacking of shelves.

The prospect of working along-side your best friend had been appealing in concept, though in actuality it had consisted of working on opposite ends of the store, only able to fit in a mediocre glance while passing one another. On occasion, the pair of you would be rewarded with a break spent in the other's presence. Though as time had progressed, it had become another monotonous part of the day, because it was another half-hour spent in the confides of the workplace, around colleagues twice your age with half the amount of wit, and motivation. More often than not, you'd worked alternating shifts all-together, and despite the fact you'd barely seen one another during working hours, those eight-hours were still harder to get through without him.

Armin was a three hour train journey, Mikasa a plane ride, and everyone else from school had been dotted throughout the country. Just as the pair of you had envisioned the gap year, your peers had plans for university too, intentions to return home once a month for catch-ups and drinks. These, much like your schemes, did not occur. It was more due to the fact they'd moved on with their lives - another rub in the face that the pair of you were still in the same place a year on.

Despite the lack of development surrounding your circumstances, Eren had changed. The differences had become more apparent, now - brown hair longer and tied into a messy bun, biceps peeking from the black uniform shirt had grown in size, as had he. The two of you frequented one another's homes, though the time would be spent playing games or watching movies. Conversations didn't happen too often, and wouldn't stray far from the topic of work. Though, you'd accepted the fact he wasn't a kid anymore, and most likely hadn't been interested in your babbles - not that he wasn't aware of every detail of your life anyway. You'd worked at the same place, lived a few doors down; your lives were practically carbon copies.

The last shift the pair of you would work at what had become an unremarkably repetitive part of life had passed, and you'd been relieved to part with the job. Every minute of the last stretch was one minute closer to the start of summer,  the freedom of unemployment and transition back into student-life. A parallel you hadn't expected a year ago. Now, you walked side-by-side, just as you had on the last day of school.

Eren placed a cigarette to lips; a habit he'd picked up from his older brother's visits. Inhaling, amber burned inches from his face, the light dimming as he pulled the stick from his mouth to exhale a cloud of smoke. Late afternoon was turning to evening around you, but the sun was still warming on your skin, crickets singing in the patches of grass slotted between tree and pavement.

It was peaceful. The nostalgia of older times pottering back from school had followed you, simpler times that you'd shared with your friends. The first walk home from work had been so bizarre, turning the road without Mikasa and Armin trailing behind. This stroll home would be the last spent in his presence - Eren had a license now. He'd be driving the pair of you to university in a few months, though you questioned each vision that had come to your mind, because this year had let you down - who's to say upcoming ones wouldn't, too?

Closing on on your street, you'd peered over the familiar wooden door, chipped brick wall separating street from garden. Reaching a hand out, your fingers rested over the latch of the iron gate, paint peeling to reveal the orange of rust beneath.  "See ya." A tired voice spoke, moving eyes from the tarmac beneath your shoes to meet his green irises, of which had been scanning over you in contemplation. A final puff of smoke left his lips while he'd flicked the butt behind him, leaving it to fall somewhere in the road. You waited for his good-bye, but as a few moments passed, you'd assumed a simple glance was all you were going to get.

"My parents are away tonight. Wanna stay?" Eren questioned, abruptly. Movements halted as he'd spoken, you turned from halfway down the stone path to look over your shoulder. It had been a while since the pair of you'd had a sleepover. Over the past few months, you'd spent no more than a few measly hours together before the other would return home for food or sleep. But, the glint in  the glint in his eye was one you'd recognized from childhood - as if he'd asked you to come play for the first time again.

"Yeah, okay." You replied with indifference, though within your chest your heart had picked up pace, excitement coursing through fatigued bones as the prospect of old times wondered over you. You'd cursed yourself for hoping for anything more than the lousy gaming sessions you'd shared over the past month, but his expression had enlightened a glimmer within you that you couldn't shake.

Rushing inside to shower, you were focused on anything other than the water running over you, instead pondering over the evening ahead. Perhaps you'd find courage to ask him what you'd really wanted to, instead of shallow small-talk. Honesty shared between you, just like you'd used to be with one another.

Cramming clothes into a bag, a charger, a toothbrush, you deemed yourself ready, before long at his door. Hand raised, fist balled, knocking and waiting. Footsteps echoed through his hall, ones that brought a feeling into your stomach as you listened to him approaching you, lock turning. The old oak crept open, revealing your friend behind it, a loose fitted white t-shirt, relaxed black trousers, bare foot. "Hey." Greeting him, a smile on your face, bag slung over your shoulder. 

Eren didn't reply, simply stepping back to allow you space to enter his home. You tread through, throwing your bag down in the usual spot, in the corner of the hall. "I got pizza." He stated, walking toward the kitchen. You followed him with your eyes as you'd taken off your shoes, finally trailing behind once they'd been placed neatly alongside his. Floorboards creaked beneath you while you'd passed through the narrow landing, through the unpainted door frame. 

Two boxes, one open with a few slices missing, the other still folded shut, sat on the old stained table housed in the corner of the room. Opening the box had revealed a pizza you'd gotten many times before, one you'd considered a favourite. "You did good." You smiled, picking a piece up and taking a bite, glancing up to meet green eyes. He was leaning back against the table, arm folded over the other. He'd always worn a brooding look, one you used to pride yourself on reading, though with age you'd become less able to figure out what was going on inside of his head. "Not hard to remember the thing you always order." He commented, a bite being taken shortly after, an awkward silence airing between you disrupted by quiet chewing sounds. Once he'd finished the slice, he grabbed a remote, turning on the small TV that his mother had situated high on the wall, a source of entertainment in the small, dated kitchen for when she'd had to spend a few hours cooking a meal.

 Memories of childhood with the Yeager family flooded through your thoughts, his mother's warming personality when you'd come in from the old outdoors, usually in tears after being picked on by her son. At first, yourself and the blonde had been closest, though with age you'd grown a backbone, no longer giving into Eren's teasing. Once this had occurred, the four of you got long well, a good balance between teasing and empathy, each part bringing their own qualities to mix within the group. Without them, the house had felt a little empty. You'd wondered how Eren had felt, losing what had been like a sister to him as she'd gone to study far from her adopted home.

Sounds of a game show had filled the space, replacing stale silence with soft chatter and laughter. You'd continued to eat, mind wondering while you were perched on  the rickety chair, elbows on the table, eyes on the contestants. The brunette paced to the fridge, shoving the crust of a slice into his mouth as he pulled two cans from a shelf, placing them on the table before finally taking a seat - though over halfway through his meal. 

"I can't believe we're done." You spoke through chewing, peeling your gaze from the small television to your friend, who'd been hunched over his own box. His eyes remained on the cardboard until he was done with his mouthful, finally flickering up to meet you after swallowing.  "Thank fuck, couldn't stand that place." Eren spoke, bitterness raking through his voice as he'd recalled the past year of his life. He too had wished for better experiences, and was left with one of the worse years of his life.  "It wasn't that bad." Disagreeing with him was something you'd often done, though as his stare hardened, you fought the urge to take back the words you'd spoken.  "What're you talking about? Every day we were just hamsters on a wheel, just fulfilling meaningless tasks without question." The passion you'd heard him express many times before radiated through the words he'd spoken, brow furrowing as he'd looked over you in disgust. 

You shrugged, looking down at the food in front of you once more, uncomfortable in the way he'd studied you. Although he was hard to read, his hatred was not. When Eren was angry, it was as apparent as the sky was blue. It had most likely been down to the fact his features had already been so cold, but when he was  annoyed, the distaste ran through his expression. 

"It was always temporary," You picked at the crusts you'd left in the box, prodding them as if to distract yourself from the male before you. "So, it didn't bother me." Voice timid, you surrendered your own argument, a weak defense as you'd wished upon the conversation coming to an end.  "You back down too easy." He'd spoken the words under his breath, tearing his food with his teeth as his mouth was stuffed full. You chose not to fight back, maybe as young teenagers you would've bitten the bait, but now, you had little interest in debating with him. Though, this was most likely a positive, as Mrs Yeager wasn't here to come to your defence if her son kicked off at you. 

She'd always been there, even when your parents hadn't been. She'd even housed Eren's brother despite him not being her own, and had been some what delinquent through his years. He encouraged the worst out of her son, but she supported him nonetheless. When you'd questioned her over the decision, she'd simply told you he'd needed a home, just as Mikasa had. 

"Wanna smoke?" Eren asked, closing the now empty container before him, standing and brushing the crumby fingers down trouser legs. He wondered to the countertop, grabbing the carton and lighter he'd left there, glancing over to you as he made his way to the back door.

The sun was setting, you could see the amber glow through the gaps in the blinds, peering through to the garden. You stood, meeting him at the half-opened door, following through to sit on well-kept grass. It was always short, littered with daisies, bordered with stones and soil housing a few varieties of flowers. Nothing spectacular, but it'd had a homely feel. Another aspect of his house that had been unchanged since the day you'd first stepped foot within it. 

The air was still warm on your sun-kissed skin, a faint hum of music playing a few doors down, most likely that of a garden party. There had been the scent of a barbecue too, one that had always reminded you of summer evenings like this. Eren lit his cigarette, tilting the box to you, allowing you to take one. You pulled one out, placing it between your lips, allowing him to lean toward you and bring the flame to kiss the end of the stick, innately sucking in. The familiar orange glow, a breath in and out.

"Still going to the same college?" You asked, though aware of the answer. He nodded, closing heavy eyes as he exhaled.  "Can't get rid of me yet." Eren's voice was low, lids opening to let orbs wonder over the fence surrounding the small corner of the world you'd resided in, one he'd be able to recall blindfolded. You were sure you could, too. 

"Do you think," You began with hesitance, watching a bee land a few feet in front of you, mingling in a buttercup. The insect collected a small amount of pollen, flying to the next flower. "-things will change?" The question left your lips, some worry within your voice, as you remained fixated upon the show before you, on the small creature conducting its way of life; fullfilling its purpose. With this, you'd wondered if you were satisfied within your objectives. Maybe everything would be simpler if the two of you had been born another species. 

"Doubt it, they didn't after high-school, did they?" His reply was apethetic, and somewhat confusing. Things had changed, maybe he'd been oblivious to that, too caught up within his own mind to think about those surrounding him. "A lot has changed, Eren. Your sister moved countries, Armin has gone off to do some fancy degree-" You spouted, though the vent had been cut short by the slightly louder voice dominating the conversation. 

"We haven't changed, though." He brought the cigarette to his lips once more, and as the tip illuminated his face, you'd realised how quickly the sun had set. It'd been minutes, but a curtain had still fallen over the garden, night nearing. The bee you'd peered over was now gone, most likely making its way back to the colony. 

"Guess not." You replied, for the first time that evening you'd actually agreed with a statement. It had felt as if the pair of you had lagged behind your friends over the past year - they were all done with their first year of university, and yet, you were in the same place you'd been since high-school. 

"Talking to anyone?" You asked between drags, the cigarette burning a little too close to your fingertips. The question made your chest tighten, anxiety rising as you'd awaited the response. You hadn't known why - he was free to see anyone he'd pleased, though deep within the confides of your brain had been a tinge of jealousy whenever you'd pictured him with another. Most likely a sisterly instinct, as you'd grown alongside him, though you'd been unable to deny your small crush on your childhood friend.

Eren never appeared to respond with his body language, only words. It made interactions with him a little stressful, as there had been no way in which one could predict what he'd say before the words were pulled from his chest. You'd simply had to await the response. 

"Nah. You?" He replied, to which you'd shaken your head, finally parting with the burning paper between your fingers, flicking the nub to the other side of the garden. Sighing, your back hit the grass beneath you, gaze moving to the sky above. There was a deep blue painted overhead, a glow from the newly risen moon, stars dotting the canvas with a bright burn. The lawn was cooling over the skin on your back, arms situating themselves beneath your head, tickled with the nature under your skin. Eren mirrored your actions, the warmth of his body grazing yours as he laid beside you. He was longer than you, but he'd positioned his head to sit beside yours, to see what you'd seen.

"Do you feel like everyone's moving through life but us?" You inquired, tracing the small white glows to search for constellations - though you hadn't been too sure on what you were looking for. "Sometimes, yeah." Eren's voice was soothing, but you'd felt your stomach churn as he shifted beside you, a reminder of how close the pair of you had been laying. His tone was something you'd wished to hear more, longing to spend more time like this, alone with the world. 

"Can I tell you something?" You'd been aware your continued questioning had probably held some annoyance to him, though within the moment, you'd felt at ease. The dynamic between the pair of you had complimented one another; you would talk, and he would listen. Others may assume his lack of dialogue had been due to disinterest, though you'd understood it was simply because he'd had little to say.

"Go ahead." He spoke, a sigh escaping his lips as you opened yours, curving them into an embarrassed smile as you spoke; "I'm still a virgin." Admitting your secret had left a tense strain over your mood, a small giggle erupting from the silence as if to aid the strain. The lack of response from your friend had left a bad taste, and with hesitance, you turned your head, praying that the impassive expression you were met with would reveal something of use. "Really?" Eren had sounded intrigued, though manner still cold.  "Yeah, kinda pathetic, right?" An exhale had replaced the awkward laugh, though as he hadn't mirrored the innate response, you grew concerned over the topic. 

Sex, and relationships, hadn't been something you'd discussed with him for some time. He'd assumed you'd delve into such thoughts with Mikasa, likely sparing no detail as she'd been forced to listen to one of your unforgiving rants - yourself assuming he'd boasted about under-cover experiences with his male friends. 

"Sorry," Exhaling, you brought a hand to temple, face screwing up as you'd mentally cringed at the discourse. "Was that too deep?"  The relationship between you had been a little hard to understand, and you'd been unsure where boundaries had laid. At times, it was as if the two of you were strangers, though evenings like this, he'd felt at one with you.

"Nah." His reply was late, allowing you to mentally fuss over the stillness following your admission, awaiting a response. "I am, too." He'd mentioned nonchalantly, causing your breath to hitch in your throat. It'd made sense - the pair of you were rarely out without the other, but with Eren's appearance and charm, it was questionable. 

"Oh." There had been difficulty formulating a response other than the small sound you'd made, and you'd recognised the discomfort he must've felt when the subject had been introduced to begin with. "Well, at least I won't be the only one in college with a v-card." An attempt at light-heartedness, though again, he hadn't laughed. Instead, he let his thoughts brew until he'd formulated a comment.

"Or, we could just lose it before college." He suggested, to which, instead of an awkward giggle, a genuine exhale of amusement passed through your parted lips. "How do you suppose we do that?" You moved the hand that had rested at your forehead to reside on your chest, the other arm still supporting your head. "Might be easy for you, but no guy would wanna fuck me." The response was solemn, even if you hadn't intended it to be. It's not that you had doubts within yourself; it was your confidence had let you down when it had come to an interest in a member of the opposite sex. 

"God, you're so thick at times." He sighed, mentally cursing as you'd furrowed your brow, turning to him in annoyance to question what he'd meant, but before the words could spill from you, his lips were pressing against yours. 

The movement had left you in shock, eyes open, his face atop yours. Though, as he lingered on you, adjusting to support himself with his forearm, the realization sunk in. After analysing the situation, riding out the wave of surprise, your lips moved in synchrony. The taste of burnt tobacco had radiated between the pair of you, a small hint of pizza, though mostly, the flavour you'd focused yourself on had been him. With a decade of friendship, you hadn't imagined yourself able to do this - to taste him. Though now the permission had been granted, you didn't want to stop. The way his lips danced with yours had felt as if you were made for one another, mouths created purely to accompany their counterpart.

The action had ignited a swirl in the pit of your stomach, radiating desire through you, to create a pulling between your legs. One you'd felt during fleeting moments of self-pleasure, though this had been the first time an action of intimacy had created the sensitivity. Eren's nose  bumped with yours, a string of spit building between the two of you, a sheen over lips, though ignored. His skin felt smooth as you'd ran your fingers across his cheek to cup his face within hand, adjusting the arm that had been a pillow to your tired head to rest at the back of his head, intertwining his hair between digits.

He hummed as you'd lightly pulled at his hair, sinking his head lower with yours to deepen the kiss, while you'd tugged at the strands at the nape of his neck, fingers snug between bun and head. Eren's arms caged around your body as he pulled himself between your limbs, the summer dress you'd modeled falling upward, exposing your wettened panties to his clothed cock.  You'd felt his hardness as he'd rocked himself over your slit; another feeling you'd yet to experience until now. A moan caught in your throat at the contact,  hips bucking upward and legs curving to wrap around him. The kisses grew sloppier between you as the new sensation arose in the places between legs, frenzied humps against one another, a tightening in your stomach.

The eager whines from your lips fell straight into his, hands desperately clutching, tugging at his hair with maneuvre. His bulge massaged against your slit feverishly, building up a tension in your core, breaths between you manic as you shared the moment, savoring how your body had felt on his. This was something you'd never done before; you wondered if Eren had felt the same stir within the pits of his abdomen too, a tingle gracing down your arms, the tickle of the grass on your back as the frantic movements between you had caused the skirt to hike up further, exposing more skin. 

A guttural moan left your chest, followed by stuttered gasps from your lips, eyes squeezing closed while your body tensed up, pathetic humps against his cock as you felt your orgasm crash over you, at an intensity you'd never felt before. The ecstasy flowing across your body hadn't been like what you'd given yourself before - it was different. You'd grasped his face tightly, a mess under him, a heat spreading across your cheeks as he'd been a bystander to the otherworldly experience you'd just had, allowing his friend to use his erection to reach her high. 

When it had fizzled out, you hadn't time to flush with embarrassment, as Eren had been unbuttoning his trousers with one had, his body-weight supported by the other arm, lips ramming back onto yours. You pushed your tongue into his mouth as you pulled at your underwear, pulling away from his lips for a moment to roll the cotton down your legs, and he imitated the action, knees bare against the grass of his garden, chill hitting his exposed skin. 

"Will anyone see us?" You asked, chest heaving. His green eyes meeting yours made your heart flutter, his cheeks tinted with a crimson tone as he guided his cock to sit at your slick, pumping over the shaft.  "Nah, they're all old, they'll be asleep." His reassurance was half-assed as his eyes left your face, instead flicking to his cock pressed up against you, slowly teasing himself in. He exhaled, mouth hanging open as he pushed forward. You watched his guise falter, face relaxed as he felt your cunt embrace him, a whine escaping his lips at your warm walls hugging his leaking cock. The amount of friction he'd endured had almost been enough to have him come in his boxers, though he resisted the urge. 

After pushing himself into you fully, his gaze flickered down to yours. A smirk played at his lips as he glanced over your blissful demeanor, expression soft as you'd watched him through half-lidded eyes.  "Does 't hurt?" He questioned, pulling halfway out before easing back into you. Your breath was shaky as you exhaled, eyes locked with his.  "A little." You commented, voice wavering. His movements were slow, gentle pants falling from him as he moved in and out of you with ease. Your tired eyes rolled back, back arching off of the lawn as pain turned to pleasure. Eren took that as a signal you were okay, and sped up, hands gripping at your thighs. It was hard to hold himself back from cumming during the first few moments; the way you'd clenched around him had his dick in heaven, biting his lips to contain moans he'd felt rising through him. He'd only had his hand for the past twenty years, a pussy had felt a thousand times better, tight yet soft, made for his cock to fuck. 

You were whining under him, the top of your head kissing the ground as you'd arched back upward in pleasure, your fingers fining their way to circle over your clit. He watched you contort for him, gritting his teeth at the display, fighting the urge within him to just shoot his seed inside you. He'd wanted to fill the virgin pussy with cum, but he'd resisted, unable to allow this to end so quickly. Eren wanted to savor this moment he'd had with you, to watch your body move with his, his cock taken in by your warmth.

Coarse hands gripped at your hips, a cacophony of stuttered breaths and mewls played a synchrony of sounds, an orchestra made up of two. The way he'd held you, how he had loomed over you, the fact you were his first, were all things you'd be unable to forget. His face fixed on you, pleasure written across his features, burned into your mind. This was something only yourself and Eren would share. 

"Eren-" His name fell from your lips, another swipe across your sensitive clit, his fingers squeezing the fat of your thighs tighter, until he'd had to halt altogether to stop himself from cumming. You continued to rub regardless, panting and circling your hips, stuttered humps as you worked yourself up again, clenching, tensing, pulling over his member. He groaned, the small motions from your pussy keeping him seconds from spilling.  "Inside?" Only half of the question left his lips, thighs clenching to stop his orgasm. "Can I cum inside?" He was reduced to a murmur of words, a mostly incoherent sentence, though your frantic nodding had been enough permission, and he was slamming his hips into yours once more, a loud moan leaving his lips as his chest rose and fell, grunts erupting from his chest. You'd come undone too, for the second time, his name the only thing on your mind as you'd clenched around him, repeating the syllables over, and over. 

He lingered for a moment, tracing a thumb over your cheek and pulling out, a warmth dribbling from the hole he'd just evacuated as his seed left you, too. An unfamilliar sensation, though knowing it'd been from him had created a new feeling within you, one familiar to that of arousal, mingling with a sense of accomplishment. A smile crept across your face as he pulled his trousers upward, laying beside you once more. You straightened out the creases of your dress, pulling it over your knees, goosebumps prickling over you as the heat of the moment had died down, cool air over you again. 

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[amethystsprinkles]

Drunkenness

By Amethyst Sprinkles

Yandere! Eren x Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[uhhhitsgray]

Gamer Boy

↳ Pairing Eren Yeager x reader ↳ Warnings: nsfw, eren x fem reader, smut, orgasm delay kind of - if you squint, some fingering, blow job. ↳ w/c: 3.4k~

"Bruh, I need a healer! Where the fuck is Connie?!" 

"Of course he got food without telling anyone." 

"Ah shit. I died in their spawn, left side." 

"Shut the fuck up Jean, you're bottom of the team!" 

This was all you had been hearing for the last few hours - Eren playing games with his friends. He was already gaming when you let yourself into his apartment earlier in the day. He paused for a moment, giving you a peck on the lips as you told him you were fine with hanging out while he still played. 

Though, your answer may have been a bit different if you knew he'd be playing for this long. His gaming wasn't the issue at all actually. You two played games together all the time. The issue was you becoming gradually more horny as your mind played out scenarios of him fucking you stupid. 

Oh how your core was now aching for his tender, yet at the same time rough, touch. How you craved the way he'd always twist your nipples just the way you like it to incite an instant moan to slip from your lips. How his fingers moved inside you, how he filled you up perfectly.

Fucking hell.  

His back was facing you in his chair at his desk, headset on, arms moving across his keyboard and mouse. His veins exposed, muscles flexing as he moved. His hair in the normal bun it was usually in, it looked good but would look better with your hands weaved through it. 

Walking up behind him from the bed, your hands snaked around his neck. Eren jumped slightly, pulling one side of his headset off of his ear. "Holy shit you scared me." He let out a small laugh. 

"Yeah?" You breathed on his neck, placing kisses down the one side as your hands slid forward on his chest.

"One sec, guys." You heard Eren say as he pressed his mute button on his keyboard, turning his head to look at you. 

"Baby, I'll be done after this game, okay? Promise." 

You let out a small groan, your hand running up his neck, finger trailing over his adams apple. "Hmm - can't wait for you," the kisses you place on his neck are turning into nibbles. "Need you now Ren." 

His body stiffened slightly, eyes still on the monitor in front of him. 

You kiss his neck. "I want to play a game too. How about I get on my knees under your desk…" You kiss the other side of his neck. "And suck your pretty cock, hm?" You bite his neck, your hands slowly trail down his chest, down his abs as your first finger dips into the waistband on his shorts and briefs. 

He takes a staggered breath in as his eyes glance down to your hands. 

Your finger moves away from his waistband, "But, keep playing your game. Unmute your mic, act like nothing is happening. Yeah?" Your hands yet again wander down the outside of his shorts to find his cock already half hard, you smirk to yourself. 

Eren swallows next to you, "Yeah, okay." His breathing is already faltering some, his response breathy. 

Without another word you're on your hands and knees, crawling under his desk. Fingers dancing up the outside of his hips up to the waistband of his pants. Pushing your fingers inside of his pants, his skin is soft and warm to the touch.

"Lift up baby." You state in-between his legs. In a brief second his thighs are pushing off the chair under him as you tug side to side to pull his shorts and briefs off. 

As his bottoms pool to his feet, Eren picks up one foot after another moving the clothing out of the way. Once both feet were planted on the ground you scoot forward placing kisses on the inside of his thighs. Erens legs closing slightly at the sensation. 

You giggle, "Spread your legs a bit Ren. Don't be shy." Eren shifts his weight a bit in his seat as he spreads his legs more for you. 

"I can leave this game right now if you want." Erens voice wavers a bit as you nuzzle your cheek into his thigh, lazily stroking his cock that was gradually getting harder. 

Eren pushes his chair back a bit, allowing him to see you in between his legs. You hold his cock up, running your tongue from his base to his flushed tip. "But baby, that'd defeat the purpose of the game." You smirk up at him.

Erens head lulls back at the sensation, a groan escaping his lips. "Do as you please baby, but when you're done I'm gonna fuck you so good." He leans down a bit, holding your chin with his thumb and finger. "You want that, princess?"  

You can feel a heat pool between your legs, your eyes glazing over at the words that fell from his lips. A nod was the only thing you could manage. Erens thumb brushes the side of your cheek, "I thought so."

He gives you a wink as he scoots his chair under the desk again, cock hard and hanging heavy between his legs. 

"Hey guys, sorry I'm back. Yeah everything's good." You heard Eren continue to talk to his friends, but you ignore the chatter above you as your eyes look over his cock in front of you. Thick, and long with a vein that runs up the side. His tip was shiny as you continued to smear precum over him. 

Your hand loosens around him as your place kisses and nibbles on his thighs as his muscles become tense. You could say you had an obsession with thighs, but who could blame you with his thighs splayed before you. Smooth, tan and muscular. Fuck he was pretty. 

"Mmmm…" Eren let out the smallest groan as you tighten your grip on his cock, moving your mouth over his tip as your tongue dances circles over it. 

You hear him clear his voice from above you, "Yeah I'm good." 

"I did not moan, I just got a cramp in my foot." You smile to yourself. You move your mouth further down his cock, bobbing your head up and down on his shaft. Your tongue rubbing on the underside of him. 

"Fucking h-hell." Eren whispers out, your eyes shifting upwards watching his stomach rise and fall as his breathing quickens beneath his shirt. 

"Huh?" Eren speaks into the mic. You remove your hands from his cock, running your hands up on the top of his thighs, stopping right below his hips as you continue to suck his cock. 

"I am n-not stut-terring." You feel his thigh muscles get tight under your palms. You entice him to slip up more by digging your nails into his skin. You hear him let out a shaky breath. 

Cute that he's trying so hard to hold it together. 

Your hand makes it back over to his cock as you move your mouth off of it. Pumping his cock, it’s ungodly hard right now, that's covered in a mixture of saliva and precum. Slick noises are almost becoming too loud under the desk. 

You see a bead of precum leak from his head, your hand pauses at the base of him. You circle your tongue over his head and flick your tongue over his precum soaked slit. His body flinched under your control. 

"Hm? Yeah I'm here." If you could see Eren's face right now, you could probably cum on the spot. You were sure his pretty face is brushed a light shade of pink across his cheeks and nose. His pupils are probably blown in those beautifully blue green irises of his. 

You take your mouth off his cock, you could feel how soaked you were without even touching yourself. 

Fuck.

You needed to sit on his cock, you needed to be filled by this man now. 

You crawl out under his desk, Eren's face looking exactly how you pictured. You smile up at him, sighing, "Pretty." 

You stand taking your clothes off behind Eren, you watch him for a second as his weight shifts in his chair almost as if he's looking for relief to his heavy cock between his legs. 

You turn his chair slightly, pulling a leg over his lap straddling his lap. 

Eren pulls a side of his headset off his ear again, pressing a key on his keyboard, muting his mic then moves both hands to your waist, blown pupils finding yours. 

"Couldn't wait princess?" His hand is running up your stomach, kneading one of your tits in his big hands. 

"I dunno, you tell me." You grab the hand that's holding your breast and move it down to your pussy. 

Eren's eyes become dark as his fingers feel just how wet you were for him. A finger pushes past your entrance as he moves his finger in and out of you. A low growl leaving his mouth, "Fuck baby." 

You grab his wrist, pulling his finger out of you, "Play your game Ren." 

Eren shoves the finger that was inside you into his mouth, licking the juices clean. You could feel his cock twitch under you. "Hhmmm, as you wish baby." 

His body shifts under you, sitting up straighter to allow better and more comfortable access to his cock for you. 

Your thighs press against his outer thighs, as you scan over his features as Eren tries to take his focus back to his game. 

"Sorry, I'm back." 

"Yes, I'll actually try this game." 

"Huh? Nothing.. just been a bit distracted the past few games, all good." 

You giggle to yourself as if he wasn't about to be distracted again in a few seconds. 

You shift your body weight to one leg, reaching between your legs to grab Eren's cock. Rubbing his tip against your wet pussy, you notice Eren biting his lip. Probably trying to keep a moan in more than anything. 

You lean your upper body closer to his chest. Your bare nipples touching his chest covered by his t-shirt. As you sink yourself down onto his cock, your nipples brush down his chest as your breath fans over his neck. You close your eyes as pleasure washes over you. Eren's eyes locking into yours as his head lulls back, lips pursed trying his damnedest to not make a noise. 

You hear faint chatting through his headset, sounds of his name being called but he wasn't answering. His eyes still held your stare as you slowly started to bounce on his cock. 

"I … hmph …" Erens hand that was on his mouse is now grabbing onto your waist, squeezing the skin as you keep your slow movements up. He lets go of your side, as if he needed to squeeze you to regain some sort of composure. "Yeah, I hear ya Connie. I'll be r-right there." 

You lean your head forward, forehead resting on his shoulder as your fingers tangle themselves in his hair. You hear the chime in his headset indicating he muted himself. His big hand runs up the back of your neck, grabbing a handful of hair yanking your head back to look at him. 

"You're not be-eing fair right now." 

You slowly lowered yourself on his cock, shifting your hips to push him even further into you, a soft moan escaping your mouth, "How so?" 

He pulls your head further back, as he sucks the skin on your neck. "You're being a fucking brat. And -" Eren pauses, his eyes rolling back into his head as you start rocking your hips on his cock. He lets out a groan beneath you, "And you know what happens when you're a brat." 

Eren lets go of your hair as you lean your face into his neck, lips brushing his skin placing soft kisses as you pick up speed of you riding his cock. You whisper into his ear, "Think you needa remind me, Ren." 

"Yeah?" His thumb is rubbing across your bottom lip, his eyes watching as his thumb pulls your lip down. 

He unmutes his mic, "Something came up guys I gotta go." 

"I'm fine, I'll talk to you guys later." 

He leaves his match, taking his headset off and sitting it down on the desk. Scooting his chair back more as he grabs your ass, lifting you up so high off his cock just the head is still inside and he bucks his hips up into you. 

Moans falling out of your mouth, "Fuck Eren!" 

"Say. My. Name. Again." He states between every thrust into you. Your body turning into jelly as he continues to fuck into you. A hand grabs your tit, twisting your nipple just the way you like it. Your back is arching into him. 

You moan out his name as your forehead has found the familiar home again on his shoulder, as you feel his hand grabbing your face, turning it towards him. "Can't be tired already princess, we're just getting started." Before you could even spill words out of your mouth Erens putting his hands under your thighs, holding you as he stands and walks you over to his bed. 

He leans over, placing you on his bed as he places a soft, gentle kiss on your lips. He pauses, leaning back to peel his shirt off of his body and takes in the view of you below him. Your left leg out straight in front of you as the right is bent at the knee. He has the perfect view of your wet pussy, lips a faint shade of red from him rutting into your moments ago. 

"On your stomach, princess." He says from above you, palming his cock as he watches your naked body pull a pillow under your stomach, back arching as you push your arms above your head, face squished into the bed below you. 

"Fuck, who's got you this wet baby?" It's a rhetorical question, but a question to feed his hungry ego. 

You spread your legs further apart for him, displaying your soaking cunt below him. Your eyes look behind you, catching his. "You. You've made me this wet. Just thinking about you fucking me has been driving me mad." 

He lets out a small laugh as his middle and ring finger rub up and down your pussy, dipping his fingers into you as he curls his fingers just the right way in you. 

"Hmn … Eren, fuck. That feels good." You moan out, your pussy tightening around his fingers.

You let out a small whimper as he removes his fingers from your pussy as he leans his tall frame over your back, "Tell me how good you taste for me." His fingers move in front of your mouth as your part your lips and suck his fingers, moaning as you make eye contact with him. "I taste so fucking good." 

He loved every second of it and you could tell. 

"Yeah?" He asks, as you feel his cock rub up and down your slit again. 

Before you can answer he's pushing his cock into you, slow and deep. 

"Hmn, fuck." He groans out from behind you. Pleasure washes over you, making it impossible for words to form. 

A few pumps in and Eren is making a smooth and steady pace for himself. You turn your head to the other side, mumbling something under your breath. 

“What’d you say baby?” Eren pauses his thrusts for a split second. 

“Harder. Fuck me harder, Ren.” Your blown pupils catch his stare. 

A devilish grin spreads across his face as he leans forward grabbing a handful of your hair pulling your body upwards. His warm breath fans across your neck as he speaks, “You mean like this?” He lets out a slow groan as he pulls himself almost fully out, letting go of your head as he bends his knee planting his foot on the bed below you two. His hand is holding onto your hip as he pushes himself hard and further  into your soaking cunt. 

“Fu-uck … hmn!” You moan out below him, vision becoming blurry as he continues to thrust into you with a rhythm that is driving you insane. 

“More … more please.” You beg beneath him as if he wasn’t already fucking you perfectly. 

Eren lets out a low groan behind you, “You’re being a needy little thing aren’t you?” Slick noises becoming louder the longer he fucks into you, “Hmn, you hear that ba-aby? That’s all you making those noises. Fucking hell.” 

Your pussy tightens around his cock, Eren’s heading rolling back at the feeling. “Getting so tight on me princess.” 

Your moans and whimpers are becoming louder with every thrust of his cock, your skin feeling tingly as your body gets closer to the orgasm you’ve been chasing. 

“Not so fast now. Cumming so easily isn’t what I’ve taught you, is it?” He pulls his cock out of you, removing the pillow from below your stomach. “On your back baby.” 

You mindlessly do as you’re told, too fucked out to even bother to answer him. Eren scoots close to you, his hands pushing your thighs up as he wraps one around his waist. In a split second he’s leaning over you, the loose strands of hair touching your forehead as his hand grips around your throat squeezing slightly. “Answer me, brat.” 

“N-no, you didn’t teach me that - ah! Fuck Eren.” Your statement turns into a moaning mess as he slides the head of his cock back into you. 

Your head lulls to the side as he starts fucking you with the force from before. Eren has a smirk plastered on his face as he watches your cheeks blush, your chest is heaving as you pant below him. Eren leans back on his legs, his hands running up your thighs to your knees, pushing your legs into your chest. “You look so pretty being fucked like this. Feels good to know you’re a mess because of me.” 

“Only you…” You pant out, your eyes locking in with his. “Only you can do this to me.” 

“Yeah, that’s fucking right princess.” He leans over you, pulling his dick out slightly, his lips meeting yours. His lips are soft on yours, as his tongue enters your mouth, sloppy kisses are exchanged as he slams his cock back into you. 

“Hmn … hmm.” You moan into his mouth, your hands travel to the back of his head, fingers lanced in his hair pulling him closer. 

His thumb moves down, circling over your clit. As if you weren’t already a moaning mess, you surely are now. “Cum for me princess, you deserve it. I’m right there with you.” 

Eren leans back, away from your face as he keeps rutting into you. His movement falters as your pussy tightens around his cock, your eyes roll back into your head - back arching off the bed below you. 

“Fuck … ah Eren!” Your hand grabs his forearm squeezing as your orgasm washes over you. 

Your body shakes below him, as he slows his movement to allow you to ride out your orgasm. “Fu-ck.” His voice stutters, his body twitches above you as he pauses. You can feel his cock twitching inside you, can feel his cum fill you to the brim.   

His hand runs through his hair as he finishes emptying himself in you. Small whimpers come from your mouth at the feeling of him finishing. 

You’re still panting as he pulls his cock out of you, laying down next to you. Eren lets out a sigh, “Holy shit.” He tilts his head to the side to get a better look at you. Your cheeks are flushed, bits of your hair sticking to the side of your face. 

Your forearm covers your eyes as you try to steady your breathing, “You’re fucking amazing.” 

Eren rolls onto the side of his body, “Yeah?” He kisses your cheek. “You’re fucking amazing too princess.” 

You turn your head, holding his face in your hands giving him a kiss. “Hm, good.”

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[mira-miraaa]

I Still Don’t Like You

✧ pairing: uni student!eren x fem!reader

✧ summary: while waiting for your friend, armin to arrive, you’re unfortunately stuck with his unsociable and unbearable roommate, eren. and as the storm rages on outside, you and eren find every little single thing to bicker about until all that frustration morphs into lust.

✧ content: 18+ MDNI, one shot, uni au, hatesex kind of-ish, thigh riding, penetrative sex, mild degradation, teasing, spanking, dirty talk, creampie, daddy kink, forced proximity, unprotected sex, wc 5.4k

✧ note: trying to write a hatesex scene but i’m too much of a softie so let’s see how this goes

The chime of the doorbell, followed by three knocks, came as a nuisance to Eren, who was too busy playing a video game. He assumed the person on the other side would get the hint that no one would answer, but by the fourth knock, he forced himself off the sofa. He should've guessed it was you - no one else was as persistent. And no one else would be outside while it was pouring rain. Yet, you were there, clothes drenched and shoes stained with grass blades and mud.

"Armin isn't here," Eren said, ready to shut the door.

"I know," you replied. "He told me to wait since he'll be back soon. He said he would send you a text telling you I'd stop by."

"Well, he didn't." He confirmed confidently, even though he hadn’t checked his phone in the past hour.

"He said he did."

"Nope."

Eren noticed your jaw clench before you pulled your phone from your pocket and began scrolling. He sighed, leaning his weight onto the doorframe as he waited for you to shove the device in his face. He read the exchanged messages, and you weren't lying. Armin did tell you to “make yourself at home” while he was away. Well, shit, Eren thought. He couldn't send you away. If he did, Armin would have a field day lecturing him about how he shouldn't be so rude. Lucky for you, Eren didn't want to listen to Armin's speeches.

"Take your shoes off." He begrudgingly opened the door wider.

"I was planning to."

To Eren's surprise, Armin, in fact, did send a message alerting him about your arrival. Followed by a string of texts asking why he wasn't responding and warning him not to ignore the doorbell. Eren tossed his phone back onto the sofa after sending an "okay" back as a response. It was an hour too late, but at least he had replied. After a few seconds, you appeared in the living room while Eren was already settled on the couch, placing his headphones back on paying no attention to you.

“Who was at the door?” Jean’s voice asked though the headset.

“Armin’s friend.”

“Who?” Jean persisted.

“Some chick.” He responded annoyed by Jean's questions. “Reiner! We were supposed to head right not left!” Eren shouted, throwing his hands in the air.

“The pretty one?” Reiner piped up.

“Now you pay attention?” Eren scoffed.

“Well, is it her?” Jean added.

“Yeah, now pay attention.” Eren rolled his eyes as the two idiots continued to talk about you. They were barely paying any attention to the game. Eren didn’t understand why they were so taken by you. Sure, you weren’t ugly, but you were annoying and rude. So fucking rude. It pissed him off.

Despite his evident dislike toward you, his friends - mainly Armin - didn't comprehend why there was animosity. Armin and the others saw you as this sweet girl, but Eren knew it was just a façade. You had shown him how cruel you really were months ago at a party. And ever since that interaction, he decided you were one of the worse people he had ever met. You were bossy, a know-it-all, and had such a smart mouth. He could never say anything because if you were around, you would correct or say something back. It was like you were trying to irritate him on purpose.

"Dude, what the fuck! Why the hell did you just kill me!" Jean yelled.

"Because you won't shut up." Eren smiled, feeling proud that he hadn’t missed his shot.

"Let's just focus; we're going to lose at this point," Reiner interrupted, exasperated by the constant fighting.

Unlike Eren, who had turned in his assignment a day early, his two friends had procrastinated until the last minute. Jean would've stayed longer to finish the game; however, Reiner persuaded him to log off immediately by reminding him his grade would drop. Eren was about to join a random team until he remembered you were there. Where the hell is she? He immediately thought you were snooping around. It sounded like something you would do. Scared by that thought, Eren walked down the hall to see the bathroom light on. He was about to turn around, but considering you had been there for a while, he decided to knock. 

"Uh, are you alright in there?" He cringed at his sudden awkwardness.

You opened the door enough to see Eren. He stood there, arms crossed with the same bored expression he always had. Would it kill him to at least politely smile? Anytime you encountered him, he was always in a sour mood. He was the definition of moody. But alas, he had let you enter his home, so the least you could do was be civil. “Can I borrow the hairdryer? My hair and clothes are cold and damp.”

“That's why you've been here all this time?"

“Would you rather me sit on the sofa with wet clothes?”

Eren sighed, running his hand through his loose hair before he looked at you. “Fine.”

Eren muttered something under his breath, but you didn't pay much attention. It was likely one of his many complaints about your presence. Instead of retorting back, you smiled and closed the door. It was best to avoid him as much as possible. You knew he didn't like you. Eren never tried to hide how much your mere existence bothered him. But you didn’t care. You couldn’t stand him either.

Once the warm air touched your skin, the goosebumps began to disappear. And you wished you had worn a raincoat instead of your favorite cardigan. Your jeans and socks were also damp, clinging uncomfortably onto your skin. Directing the heat toward the denim, you hoped it would make the material dry a smidge. However, it left your legs feeling colder once you removed the warm air back to your hair. It would likely turn into a frizzy mess, but you would deal with that later. At least this waterproof makeup is doing its job, you thought. 

Two knocks on the door were followed by Eren's voice. You cracked the door open again, noticing the clothes draped over Eren's forearm. "Here." He said, extending out the clothes. "Might be big, but it's better than the clothes you have on."

"Thank you, very thoughtful."

"I just don't want the couch getting wet," he stated. You shrugged, unbothered by his comment. You were too happy taking the dry clothes from him to bother with his attitude. "We can throw your clothes in the dryer."

"Thanks."

"Sure." And with that short response, he left.

Sometimes Eren's aloofness amused you, but most of the time, you found it off-putting. There were instances where Eren's snarky comments made you bite back. Especially when he muttered something under his breath. It was one of his annoying habits. He was always mumbling complaints about everything. Someone could trip in front of him, and he would be irritated at them for blocking his path.

Eren's irritable demeanor was the reason neither could get along in the first place. If it weren't for his snappy attitude, you and he might have been able to get along. But getting along with Eren was as unlikely as winning the lottery.

You had little interest in forming a friendship with him, yet sometimes you wondered how things might have turned out if neither insulted the other. Maybe if you hadn't said that his ex-girlfriend made the right choice dumping him, because who would want to date a guy with commitment issues, anyway? Your dig at him was based on rumors you heard on campus. You didn't know if he was unloyal, nor did you know who his ex was. At the time, though, it seemed like a valid response. Your anger drove you to say those things after he commented on your relationship.

Somehow, Eren knew about your cheating boyfriend, and you deciding to give the guy a second chance. Eren was sure to judge you for continuing to date your then-boyfriend. According to Eren, you only gave the relationship another try because you had unresolved abandonment issues. He could've stopped there, but he continued to talk, informing you that he had enough self-respect to accept when a relationship was over. Never had you ever hated someone so much on the first day of meeting them.

Neither you nor Eren ever apologized. You tried to move on, but sometimes you still heard his judgmental voice. Because in the end, he was right; trying to save the relationship was a disaster waiting to happen. When you finally broke up, you cried for days because you regretted not listening to the jerk. Knowing how little he cared, he had probably forgotten the entire fiasco. Pushing the unpleasant memory aside, you changed into the soft cotton black tee with some obscure band name. After securing the oversized shorts, you headed out of the restroom to find Eren immersed in his digital world.

"Where's the dryer? I can go ahead and start it." You said, gaining a glance from Eren. It wasn't until his eyes scanned your attire that you became hyperaware of how ridiculous you must look.

"The dryer is a pain in the ass, but lucky for you I've dealt with it enough to get it to work." He commented as he led you down the hall.

"Why don't you fix it?"

"If I knew how I would." He answered with an annoyed tone.

"Right." Calm down, he lent you clothes, you reminded yourself as your grip tightened on the wet fabric. "Why not call maintenance?"

"We have. The guy "fixed" it, but it still takes a few tries to properly work."

You quietly followed Eren toward the door adjacent to the restroom. While you waited for him to get the machine working, you glanced toward the bedroom across the hall. Similar to the living room, the room had floor-to-ceiling windows with a perfect view of the city’s skyline. The sky was grey, and in the distance, heat lightening illuminated the clouds while the rain continued to slide down the glass. It was a view you loved to admire each time you visited Armin.

“This place is pretty fancy,” you commented. “Surprising how they can’t fix a dryer.”

“That's what I said,” he grumbled.

“I wouldn’t mind though,” you added. “I mean with a view like this a dryer isn’t much of an issue.”

“You say that because you didn’t deal with it pausing every two minutes.”

“No, I say that because I mean it.”

Eren stared at you for a split second before returning his attention to the dryer. He mumbled, as usual, before telling you to toss your clothes in. The dryer made a few hazardous sounds before the clothes began to tumble. Eren didn't seem worried about the noises, so you trusted a fire wouldn't spark.

“Thanks again.”

“Sure.”

“Haven’t you ever heard of saying you’re welcome?”

“And you know you don’t have to thank people for mundane things?”

“I’m just being polite.”

"So, let me get this straight, you thank people for politeness' sake, not because you mean it?

“I mean it.”

“Now that’s bullshit.” Eren turned around and began walking back to the living room, where he sat back down, controller in hand, ready to resume his game. You sat on the opposite edge of the couch, arms crossed, trying to ignore him.

“You know-“Eren's humorless chuckle interrupted you. “What?” You snapped.

“Took you less than two minutes to bring the subject up again.” He said, eyes glued to the screen as his fingers effortlessly controlled his character. “I thought it would take you about five before you started saying stuff.”

“Why are you like this? You can't read me-“

“I can.”

“No, you can’t. You’re just an ass.”

“What happened to being polite, sweetheart?”

Sweetheart? The word made your blood boil. No, it wasn't the word; it was his arrogant tone. If he was trying to be belittling or intimidating, he failed. However, he had resurfaced your anger. I can't fucking stand him, you bitterly thought. You couldn't stand how he continued to play his stupid game. You hated how he lazily sat, manspreading, entranced with the virtual world. You despised how he easily ignored your presence like you didn't matter.

 Instead of retorting back, you sat silently, watching the rain hit the window repeatedly as thunder rumbled between the clouds. Sometimes your gaze would land on Eren's side profile, dark brows furrowed as the annoying clicking continued. He rarely moved, and if he did, it was to pop his knuckles or neck before muttering an insult to another player.

After what felt like an eternity sitting there without talking, Armin's incoming felt like a gift from the heavens. “Hey,” Armin said. “Sorry for the wait! I thought I would be back by now, but I'm still at my parent's house. I'm sorry."

"It's fine," you reassured. "Better to be safe at home than driving in this weather."

“I just wasted your entire evening. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”

“It’s okay; I had already set this time apart anyway."

“Not taking no for an answer,” Armin said. “I’ll order dinner next time we meet.”

"Can't say no to that."

If you weren't too focused on listening to Armin suggesting a day that would work for both, you would have sworn you heard Eren scoff. You didn't want to believe his discontent was because of you, but you couldn't rule it out either. Everything you did always seemed to annoy him. Ignoring Eren, you continued to talk to Armin for a few more minutes before saying goodbye.

“Is it okay to stop the dryer?” And for the first time since you had sat down, he looked at you. “I want to change before I leave. I do not want to look like a kid who raided their great-uncle's closet."

A slight smile tugged at his lips, but it disappeared as quickly as it appeared. “You look fine.”

“I don’t think so, but that is not the point. I need my clothes.”

“My clothes are not something a great-uncle would wear,” Eren said, completely ignoring everything else.

“Eren, seriously I don’t have time to argue with you - again.”

“We're not arguing,” he smiled, crossing his arms across his chest. “Just a difference of opinion.”

“That’s literally how arguments begin,” you groaned.

“But it’s raining.”

“So?” You deadpanned. “I drove over here in the rain, and you didn’t seem to question that.”

“But it’s really raining. And you said it is better to stay indoors than to drive in this weather."

“Fine, be that way. I’ll just break your precious dryer.” You said heading directly toward the machine that sounded like it was about to combust. At the sound of the controller hitting the coffee table, you quickened your pace.

“Don’t,” Eren warned.

Eren’s hand wrapped around your wrist, but he was mistaken to think that would halt you. You yanked yourself from his grasp and reached for the doorknob. Eren’s hands grabbed your waist, pinning you against his chest within a blink of an eye.

“Why don't you ever listen?" It was more of an observation than a question; either way, it annoyed you.

“You say that as if you do," you scoffed.

You angled your neck to make eye contact to find he was already looking at you. The close proximity magnified as a whiff of his cologne hit you. You could tell it was the same scent on the tee you wore. But on Eren, the intensity of the cardamom was seductive and sweeter.

"Someone needs to teach you how to be nice."

"Like who? You?" You rolled your eyes. "You're worse than me."

Eren's brows furrowed; you were really testing his patience. And if he was a real asshole like you claimed he was, he would have kicked you out the second you opened your mouth. That fucking mouth of yours that said all the right things to push his buttons. And those lips. Those kissable lips of yours that he wanted to have against his. But kissing you was a bad idea. Instead of acting on a regrettable impulse, he leaned closer to your ear and whispered. "Exactly like me, sweetheart."

Eren smirked, content that his little comment made you finally shut the hell up. He dropped his hands and walked past to open the dryer. Your clothes were still damp, but if you wanted to wear uncomfortable clothes in the pouring rain, who was he to stop you?

"Doubt you're capable of anything," you impulsively said as Eren faced the machine. "You're all talk, Eren. Guys like you only say shit because they have some ego issues." 

"Guys like me? Or do you mean guys like your ex?" He chuckled, glancing over his shoulder. The dryer door shut, and Eren turned around, your clothes in his hands as he approached you. He stood so close. His addicting cologne engulfed you, and all you wanted was to drown in his scent all night. "Doubt that scumbag is anything like me. Believe it or not, I'm fun to be around."

Your fingertips brushed Eren's skin as you reached for your clothes. The brief touch left you curious to feel his body; you wondered if his arms and chest were as soft. Once those lustful thoughts began infiltrating your brain, it was a warning sign that you needed to leave. Whatever sort of twisted game you found yourself in had to end. However, this dance of push and pull fueled your adrenaline. You wanted to see how far you could go. How far Eren was willing to go.

“According to who?” You challenged.

“You sure know how to be annoying as hell.”

“Not my question.”

“Don’t care.”

The distance separating you from Eren was gone. You were uncertain if you had stepped closer or vice versa, but it did not seem to matter. It didn't matter when the damp clothes dropped to the ground or when you felt your back touch the wall. It mattered less when his lips hovered a millimeter from yours, his palms flat against the wall, caging you in.

“Why don't I just show you.”

Your usual self would have said that you wouldn't want him to show you even if he was the last man on Earth. That you rather be celibate for the rest of your life. But you ached for him. Badly enough that you nodded with a soft okay before his lips were on yours. You sighed into the desperate kiss. Never had you kissed someone with so much heated need. All your emotions washed over you, reminding you how much you hated him. Hated how he wore the same rude, bored expression whenever he saw you. Hated how he seemed to talk to other people kindly while he usually dismissed everything you said. Hated the way he never greeted you. Hated how you heard stories about him with his friends and how nice he was, yet with you, he was as dull as a rock.

As Eren slightly tugged on your lower lip before caressing his tongue into your mouth, you felt yourself pour that hostility into the kiss. Eren reciprocated with equal heated fervor. You felt it in his hands as they traveled down your body, cupping your breast before going down toward your ass, giving it a tight squeeze. You sensed his self-conflict as your arms wrapped around his neck as he trailed kisses down your neck.

“Eren,” you sighed, feeling him press his thigh between your legs, aiding that desperate ache. You felt your sex begging for attention. Pleading Eren to soothe that burning desire you felt deep within you.

“You drive me insane.” He added pressure, and you hummed, rolling your hips slightly. “I want to punish you for all the headaches you give me while you’re begging for more.”

“You’re a lunatic.”

"And you're needy."

"I hate you so much."

"I hate you even more," he smirked, tugging down the waistband of the shorts you wore. The moment the fabric pooled at your feet, Eren caressed your ass, hooking his fingers onto the panties, but he didn't remove them. Instead of giving you what you wanted, his thigh lightly bounced against your center. The wet spot on the fabric damped at the feeling, and the satisfied smile on his face told you he noticed.

"Show Daddy what a needy slut you are."

The warmth in your cheeks grew hotter as your hips moved. You wanted to control yourself, to prove you did not want him. However, your body told another story. Your deep, shaky breath and the eager rocking of your hips were a dead giveaway.

"Eren, please."

"Please what?" You wanted to smack that smug look off his face so badly. You wished you could tell him he did not affect you. Because if you conceded, it contradicted everything you had ever said about him. Your claims about him being an average-looking guy who probably couldn't please would be thrown out the window. All the times you said you would never let him touch you when others seemed to be in line for a fraction of his attention would be lies.

Don't fight it. Tell him.

"Touch me." You caved in.

"Where? Here?" He peppered kisses down your jawline, nipping at the skin. "Or maybe here?" You breathed in deeply, feeling a light spank on your ass. "Perhaps you mean here?" His fingertips tapped on the wet spot between your legs. "It's here, isn't it?"

"There. Right there."

"See? Not so difficult," he chuckled, moving your panties to the side. You felt relieved, feeling two of his fingertips finally touch your aching core. He hummed against your ear as he touched and caressed your folds, gathering your arousal on his fingers. "Mmm, baby, you're so wet for me."

Without warning, Eren dipped two fingers into your entrance, slightly curling the digits before gliding them back out. You bit your lip to stop yourself from whining. You didn't want to inflate Eren's ego any further by letting him know you missed that brief touch. Your resolve didn't last more than a minute. His fingers were long, reaching places you couldn't. His knuckles grazed your folds the deeper he went, weakening your knees.

Eren could feel his dick fucking pulsing. He could feel that ache, that need to be inside your warmth, growing as he worked his fingers inside you. He wanted his dick to be hugged by your walls, but he was stubborn and wanted to see you beg for him. He needed to push you to the edge until you regretted being such a nuisance in his life. Wanted to show you just how much he couldn't stand you. How much your unpleasant attitude toward him irked him. He hated everything you did. He hated how your lips curved into a bright smile when you found something funny. He hated how you talked to him like he was nothing more than Armin's roommate. Most of all, he hated how you tried to befriend him that night months ago before it all went to shit.

Stretching you with his fingers wasn't enough. He needed to feel every inch of you with his cock buried deep inside you while you cried out his name. He wanted to fuck you into oblivion so you would never forget how good he made you feel. And if you ever came crawling back begging for more, Eren would gladly fuck you again and again. Until no one else could ever satisfy your needy cunt. He slipped his fingers out and placed them inside your mouth, your tongue cleaning them off like the good girl you were.

"Tell me what you want, baby." His question made the knot in your stomach tighten. And you knew the correct response, but he had teased you so much it was only fair he got a taste of his own medicine.

"Take off your shirt."

"Curios aren't you," he grinned, pulling the black tee off and tossing it carelessly onto the ground. You tried to maintain a neutral expression, but fuck. When Armin mentioned Eren didn't skip a day at the gym, he wasn't lying. The guy was toned. His shoulders were broad, and his collarbones were visible enough to caress. The lower your eyes traveled down his torso, you realized you were unapologetically ogling him, and it seemed to boost his ego. Of course, it did. "You can touch me y'know." He brought your hand onto his chest.

Despite trying to act nonchalant, your eager fingertips began to trace his collarbone, down the crevasse between his pecs, the ripples of his abs until you reached his happy trail. You looked up at him and watched how his adam's apple bobbed as you traced the outline of his bulge.

“You're hard." You looked at him with lustful eyes, hand sliding into the fabric until you cupped his length. It delighted you to see his unbothered expression finally breaking. He held his lower lip between his teeth. He was holding back. You were beginning to understand why he enjoyed tantalizing you. Watching as he tried to keep his composure made the wait a hundred times better.

"I want you," you finally confessed, pulling his sweatpants and briefs down. He was bigger than you anticipated. You would be lying if it didn't worry you, but you knew the pleasure you would feel from him would be worth it. So fucking worth it. You slipped off the baggy tee, and Eren's eyes devoured your frame with such desire it made your heart palpitate. Eren's arms wrapped around your body as he brought you closer to him, holding the back of your neck, deepening the kiss. Unlike the first time, this kiss was filled with an unknown passion and gentleness that surprised you.

"I want you too," he said, fingertips unclasping your bra before tossing it aside to be forgotten. His large hands cupped and kneaded at your breasts before he leaned down to lick around the areola. Your hands cradled his head as his tongue flicked the nipple and his mouth sucked, leaving your heart racing faster from the teasing touches.

"Daddy, please, I need you," you begged, tugging on his long, soft hair.

"Are you going to be a good girl for me?" You nodded, anticipation was eating you up and there was nothing else that you wanted more than Eren between your legs. "Turn around."

God, if Eren had known you actually listened during sex, he would've fucked you long ago. You didn't argue at all! Not one bit as you set your forearms flat against the wall, ass toward him, eagerly waiting for him to fuck you. Eren couldn't wait, either. Once you walked out of that bathroom wearing his shirt, he cursed his mind for going directly into the gutter. He couldn't help himself. All he could think of was you walking around his apartment, wearing his clothes with nothing else underneath. And now that you were there, ready to take him in, he was looking forward to enjoying every inch of you. All that was between him and your pussy was your sopping underwear. Eren wanted to rip them off you but knew you would whine about it, and he didn’t want to argue. Not now when he was so close to feeling you. So, like the gentleman he was, he removed them without tearing them apart.

And you were so wet. So fucking wet, that he wondered if arguing with him turned you on. He would not be surprised if it was some sick foreplay you liked. That possibility made his eagerness grow. He knew exactly how he would continue to torture you when you pissed him off. The look on your face, if he ever insinuated that you might be getting wet while arguing, would be golden. Yet, that would have to wait. Right now, all he was focused on was spreading your legs apart as he ran his tip against your folds. The sinfulness of your arousal glistening against his skin made him harder. He spat into his hand, giving himself a few strokes watching as you waited impatiently for him. He gave your ass a slap, jolting you forward when he saw your hand snaking down to your clit.

"Be patient."

"It's not fair," you whined.

"Needy, pathetic slut." He gave your ass another loud smack, inciting a lewd moan from you. He smiled, caressing the skin as you hummed, pressing your ass against his cock. "I'll tell you what's not fucking fair," he said, slipping his tip into you. "You and your assumptions - ah, fuck - about me - hell, you're so tight, baby."

Eren stretched you out so well that you felt like you had just entered heaven. He stayed there briefly, allowing you to adjust before pulling out slowly. You sighed upon feeling him again, but he didn't give you time to settle to his girth. His first few thrusts were gentle, but he seemed as desperate as you to feel that unadulterated bliss from fucking someone hard and fast. And that's what he proceeded to do. He fucked you like you were his and no one else's. Like if he was trying to prove a point that no one else would ever please you as he could. And perhaps he was right. You were enjoying feeling him slide in and out, skin against skin, as you moaned, begging for more.

Lightning illuminated the corridor as the rain continued to wash over the city. Moans and grunts intertwined with the echoes of thunder. Within a momentary stillness, you were able to hear your unsteady breath. You were able to focus on the pleasurable sensations running through your body. And you could also hear him. Could hear his soft breathing and even softer grunts like he was trying to keep himself from moaning. He was likely trying to be discreet about his own growing needs. Despite his efforts, you could feel he was enjoying himself. His hard shaft slipping in and out of your warm, tight cunt was all the confirmation you needed.

“I know you can go harder, Daddy,” You managed to say, trying to tease him but you couldn’t convey anything else other than pleasure. You yelped, as Eren’s palm sent a hot, stinging vibration down your ass. You tightly closed your watering eyes and tried to muffle your whimper with your hand.

“Too much for you, sweetheart?” Eren mocked, soothing the reddened skin. You shook your head, and he pulled out, turning you around to face him. He pressed you against the wall, hooking one of your legs to his hips.

"Want to see your face as I cum inside you."

"Already?" You smugly smiled.

“Starting to remember why I can’t stand you.”

“Yet, here we are.”

Your nails dug into Eren's shoulders the second he pushed into you. He wasn't holding back. He was sending you into another world. A world that muddled your thoughts and overwhelmed your senses. A place where you could feel his tip kiss that sweet spot deep within you. His kisses on your neck were sloppy, interrupted by his unsteady breathing as he continued to fuck you mercilessly.

"Touch yourself." And so you did.

As your senses became hazy, nothing else around you mattered. Not the thunderstorm outside, your schoolwork, or potentially getting caught by Armin. Nothing seemed to matter except you and Eren, seeking that release you both craved. As you felt yourself nearing your sweet release, you cried out Eren's name. It no longer mattered that he was the guy that angered you. He made you feel so good you were starting to forget why you hated him. All those reasons seemed unimportant. Having him praise you as you came undone under his touch was all you needed to hear.

"Good girl," he cooed. "I'm close too, baby."

You pulled him into a kiss as you felt him filling you up. Felt how some of his semen seeped through you. How it was shoved back in with his erratic thrusts. You glanced down, watching as your bodies connected in the rawest form imaginable. His movements slowed down, and he lifted your chin with his fingertip. You loved how his emerald eyes were looking at you. Not with hate or disdain but with lust and some distant adoration. You loved it. Loved how all his attention was on you and nothing else.

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[glystenangel]

hii can i request an eren x reader oneshot of "unrequited" requited love trope pls🥹? just both of them heavily pining e.o but not making any move on it. fluff & slight angst?

have a good day & welcome back xxx

"Unrequited"

Eren x GN!Reader (Modern AU)

tags/warnings: fluff, slight angst, friends to lovers but before the lovers part LOL, pining, quote unquote unrequited love that's actually v requited, T EN SI ON, heavy pining, coffee date, wild af assumptions and a strong case of the misunderstands, & excessive use of italics bc i'm only human

~1.7k words

thanks for requesting, i hope you like<3

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The thing is, Eren likes you.

A lot.

A lot, a lot, a lot, a lot.

But, it’s one-sided.

Whenever you two hang out and in spite of your insistence that you were having a good time, you occasionally get this pained look on your face as if you would rather avoid being seen with him. Let alone just be with him.

It’s not only that, but any time he tried to make any semblance of a move on you, you would give him this pleading look. Shiny eyes and your throat all tense with the breath he could tell you were holding.

Like you were begging him not to tell you.

Because, Eren supposed, you both knew the answer.

He chokes down that heartbreaking assumption every time, bowing his head and changing the subject because the absolute last thing he wants to do is fuck up your already precarious friendship with each other. Sure, you’re perfectly lovely to him half of the time. Affectionate, even. Any other half of the time, you seem…uncomfortable. Unreadable. It reminds him of days that are cold and foggy. He can squint at the shapes outside of his windows, tinted gray from the weather, and guess each vague form to be houses or people against the dim horizon. Though there was no guarantee that even one of those blurry predictions would ever be accurate. He agonized regularly about the fact that the cause of your discomfort is most likely him. Maybe he got a little too close to you sometimes. A bit too flirty.

To be honest, Eren knows that the only way to preserve your friendship is to remind himself constantly that you don’t like him back. That the fog doesn’t have anything in it, just illusions of how he wishes you could be together.

Today, he’s indulging himself freely in the delusion that you’re both on a date.

You had agreed to meet him for coffee. Innocent enough, but when he sees you he can’t help but become overwhelmed by the mere sight of you.

He almost feels guilty, because this is just a totally selfish effort to gaze at the undeniable light that floods into your eyes when he asks about something you like, spot the corner of your mouth lifting before he makes you laugh for the umpteenth time, and to hear the soothe of your voice saying mhm as you listen to him tell a story. You’re beautiful to him, in everything you do.

You smile back once your searching eyes land on his, shimmering emerald and thickly veiled reverence.

Right then and there, Eren decides he doesn't give a shit that he’s being selfish.

That excited, happy expression on your face is more than enough for him.

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You like Eren.

It’s one the easiest things you’ve ever admitted to yourself.

You like him a lot, in fact.

So much so, that you have been secretly cultivating a deep fear that you will ruin your friendship with him. To accommodate that fear and keep your daydreams in line, you do your best to keep hanging out with him and acting like you enjoy just being friends. Even if it means swallowing your feelings at every brush of his hand on your arm or not allowing yourself to look too long at the handsome planes of his finely structured face. It doesn’t help that he’ll suddenly lay the charm on you at random times, trapping you in his seagreen eyes and making you freeze at the most undoubtedly meaningless, offhand compliments that he slips into conversations.

It really didn’t help that he was so nice to you either. Any problem you had, he was there, helping you calm down and talk through the emotions that kept you from feeling your best. Any errand you needed done, any door that needed opening, any walk you wanted company on, Eren was there and offering whatever he could to make your life easier. But that was just Eren, he did that for all of his friends. You don’t think you had ever seen him allow Armin to make any bookshelves by himself or miss any special event that involved his sister Mikasa. With you, it was definitely no different.

Despite your best efforts, he was so attentive that he seemed to notice you trying to keep him at arm’s length, and he often asked if he was making you uncomfortable.

Yes, You always thought to yourself, Yes, you are. I’m in love with you and it’s driving me crazy.

And then you would provide him with a wordless shake of your head.

Truthfully, the careful check-ins he did with you only made you like him even more. It consistently showed you that he respected you, and left your heart beating fast. Caring for others always seemed to be hardwired into Eren’s nature, and you adore that about him.

The reason you had agreed to meet with him for coffee today was purely self-serving. You had seen him a few days ago, but you missed him so much that you had cleared your entire schedule for the day to have coffee with him for as long as possible.

The cafe is busy and the scent of grinded coffee beans is heavy in the air, but you pay no mind to any of it as soon as you catch sight of Eren and begin walking towards him.

You wonder if he missed you too, or if he had invited you just because you said you were available. What if you weren’t even the first person he had thought of? The thoughts make you briefly frown, your feet stopping right before the table.

Eren quirks up a brow in concern, and you note the crinkle in the olive toned skin set in the middle of his dark eyebrows.

“Everything okay?”

The prompt instantly makes you ashamed, how could you have thought of him so poorly? Of course he missed you and thought of you first, it just probably wasn’t in the way you wanted him to think of you. You two are good friends after all. 

Having someone like him in your life is plenty of happiness for you, even without your feelings being reciprocated.

A smile finds its way back to your face and you slide into the seat across from him, “Everything’s great.”

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When you both have your fill of coffee and pastries crusted in sugar crystals, Eren offers to drive you home.

As he steals glances at you from behind the wheel, and you do the same from shotgun, a comfortable silence descends between the broad curve of his shoulder and the elbow you have casually laid across the glovebox.

“I’m glad we’re friends.” He suddenly says, the radiant red of the traffic light lining his face with maroon shadows.

“Me too.” You beam at the sentiment, “But, what makes you say that?”

The light turns green, and you can’t tell if you hear him or the tires sighing as the car regains motion.

“I just…love being around you.” He begins, more gently than you expected, “Even though we’ve been friends for so long, I’m still learning things about you that surprise me.”

You don’t respond, too stunned to, and Eren tilts his head to peer at you over the curve of his cheek.

“In a good way.” He adds quickly, “I admire how you open up and the way we can have fun doing nothing together. Getting coffee’s not as entertaining with other people.”

“Thank you, Eren. I have fun with you too. You’re a very passionate person and it motivates me to live life as freely as you do.”

An embarrassed chuckle escapes him, and he shrugs while keeping his hands on the wheel, “I try.”

The proximity of your elbow to his side feels too narrow to be friendly, but you chance inching a bit closer anyway, “You do.”

Another red light has him slowly braking to a pause, and he turns his chin to face you.

All you can hear is the soft rumble of the engine as Eren stares at you.

His eyes were his most complimented feature, but you don’t think anyone searched as hard for his thoughts in them as you did.

Stray umber strands of hair fall next to his eyes, and the angled grit of his jaw intensifies with every passing second. You wish he would do something, anything besides letting your mind wander and your stomach flutter. 

The movement of his cupid’s bow as he finally talks forces your attention back onto Eren, “I wish you knew..how hard I really do try.”

You puzzle over his words for a moment. The rough echo of them is only interrupted by the next breath he takes, which is deep and expands the muscles of his chest until fluorescent light pools across the material of his shirt. 

“Eren, the light.” You whisper, your voice sounding foreign even to you as you register the hushed words.

Eren blinks, and then you both startle at the car behind you honking their horn.

“Fuck, sorry.” He mumbles, averting his eyes and pressing forward.

The rest of the car ride is quiet, but you’re too busy calming the race of your thoughts and heart to notice if it’s awkward or not.

Once you recognize the road in front of your home, Eren drops you off and walks you to your door, where you wrap him in a hug that he returns just as tightly.

You set your mouth by his ear, “I know you’re trying.”

Although you remain unsure of what exactly he is trying to do, you know that if anyone is trying at all, it’s Eren. 

At that, he relaxes completely in your arms, “I hope so.”

Darkness fades your vision as you close your eyes for as briefly as you can convince yourself to, appreciating his warmth and preparing yourself to be released from his embrace. 

After a few more moments, you let go of Eren and offer him a shy wave.

“We’ll see each other again soon.” 

Eren’s hands find their way into his pockets, and the boyish grin that’s driven you mad since you met him crosses his features, “See you soon, beautiful.”

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Maybe liking each other was a lot for the both of you, but neither you or Eren had any plans of stopping.

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End Notes:

thanks for requesting this!! it really inspired me and i wrote this faster than i normally write🥰 might be a bittt more emo than you wanted, but i couldn't help myself😭😭 appreciate you and hope you enjoyed <333

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[marixrose]

Eren Jeager : Another Way

→ 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩

I took a deep breath and released it, looking deep into his eyes, broken to see the man I fell in love with was no longer there. 

I wanted so badly to ask why, but deep down I knew the answer all along. 

I was searching for answers, only to find myself asking questions.

I watched this happen, him slowly growing cold and him being obsessed with getting freedom by any means. 

“Was there anything that I could have done to change this?” I whispered as tears ran down my cheeks. My eyes looked into his emotionless ones and I knew. 

I looked down too ashamed to accept this truth. 

“You know I hated watching the light in your eyes slowly burn out because of me.” He said, his first words in hours. 

My eyes snap back to his, shocked but still hurt. “We never learn, do we?” I laughed, still crying. 

His face finally showed some emotion, hurt. “Why are you laughing?” His voice cracked. 

I looked him dead in the eyes, “Eren Jaeger, I loved you. I would have done anything for you. Too bad we aren’t meant to be, but we knew that all along didn't we? We knew what path you were going to choose and yet I chose to stay by your side.” My voice cracks, “Well this is where I leave. I can not love a man who can no longer love the ones he claims to care for. A man who is willing to kill people for some childhood dream. Trust me Eren, I want freedom as much as you do but this is not the way to get it. But I know nothing I say is going to change your mind, so there is no point in staying.” 

It hurt me to break this truth to him, but it needed to be said. I can no longer be hurt by someone I love and them not to notice all the pain they are causing. 

I’ve let it slide for this long, it’s finally time for me to leave. 

He doesn’t say anything, he just stares,  emotionless. 

“Then leave.” 

I grow still as I process those words. Those were the only words I needed to know everything I was thinking was right. He was no longer the man I loved, he is long gone. 

Without another word I grabbed my coat and left, not bothering to look back  at him.

Sometimes you just need to accept things and move on. 

I have spent my whole life loving Eren Jaeger and I'll have to find a way to live the rest without him. Even though I wanted him to be in my book of life forever he was only in a chapter, but that chapter…will forever be my favorite.

© Mariaxrose everything is written by me and should not be rewritten or sold

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 I do not own any of these characters, they are owned by Hajime Isayama and his franchise 進撃の巨人 (Shingeki no Kyojin) “Attack On Titan”

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[jojitsuu]

attention: English is not my native language and I know very little. use google translator to translate all this, so in advance I sincerely apologize if nothing is understood 💀

imagine: Eren kidnaps you one night, and together they go on his motorcycle for a ride during the early morning.

note: university au. risque kisses, and a slight smut. eren is kind of a bad boy here. fem!reader

He took her girl's hand and led her to where her motorcycle was parked. He turned to see her and smiled lightly at her, causing (y/n) to also smile at her while she looked at him with all the love he had for her.

The only helmet was given to the girl, who got into the vehicle after the brunette with freshly cut hair did. Her arms wrapped around Eren's waist and she rested her head on his strong, broad back, feeling the warmth that emanated from her. She sighed laughing while Jaeger's cheeks turned a soft crimson that thank heavens (n) she couldn't see.

"Where will you take me?" she asked once they started up the lonely road.

"You will see." It was all she answered.

Silence returned to them and the cold breeze at dawn collided with her bodies, causing low curses from the female for having obeyed Eren's order by telling him to wear a simple sundress. On the other hand, the green-eyed one of hers laughed in her head when he heard her curse her clothes and him too.

Arriving at her destination, (y/n) frowned in confusion, wondering why Eren brought her to a lonely cliff in the middle of the night, did he plan to kill her and leave her body there? She had to find out.

"Go". He extended her hand to see that she simply stood there without making any movement, just staring with her mouth half open at the horizon in front of her eyes. "I'm not going to kill you, (y/n), so let's go."

"Wh-what?" I didn't think anything of that". She swallowed saliva and after a few seconds accepted the hand of her partner.

"In your eyes I can see that yes."

"Well, it's not normal to be taken to a lonely cliff in the early morning." She shrugged, squeezing the boy's hand lightly, which caused him to sneer at this. "What are we doing here Eren?" She questioned, clinging to the aforementioned arm.

"Our date." She stopped her steps when she saw that they were already near the top.

The brunette broke the grip between her hands and from her leather jacket he took an open cigarette box along with the tinderbox.

"I told you that I don't like you to smoke, I'm going to throw that box from here." She (y/n) her said, crossing her arms in disgust.

"Not if I throw you first." He grabbed her shoulders, pretending to push her off the cliff. Her female gave a little cry, clinging to the boy behind her.

"Don't do that, you fool!" She gave him small blows, causing the older one to let out low giggles that little by little dissipated (y/n)'s anger.

"Yeah, sorry." He moved a little away from her and lit the cigarette. The smoke began to be present and the disgust in (y/n) grew stronger.

"Smoke, but not when you're with me." With her hand she fanned the cigarette smoke away. “It gives me a headache to smell it, you know.

“Um, yes."

"Then why do you do it?" she sighs angrily, heading to the motorcycle and getting away from the boy and the smoke she caused with each puff she took of that cigarette.

Eren took the last drag of it and then threw it off the cliff. She put both hands inside her jacket pockets and walked slowly towards her girlfriend, giving her a look that said danger, which alerted (y/n).

"What?"

"Do you know why I brought you here?" He questions, stopping her step when he was already in front of her.

"Our date?"

"Mm, yes, but also to fulfill something that you confessed to me days ago at the party that the pharmacology people had".

"Did I confess something to you?" she swallowed, nervous of what she might have said to him that night. She was drunk, so after two in the morning she already didn't even remember her name. "And what did I tell you?"

"It's better to show than tell." His lips of hers stamped with those of (y/n), giving her one of those kisses that left her breathless.

(y/n) closed her eyes seconds later, placing her hands around her partner's neck, allowing herself to be touched by his strong and manly hands.

Eren's fingers slowly climbed up (y/n)'s legs, causing her skin to stand on end. She reached under the skirt of her dress, touching her bottom and catching with her mouth the soft little moans and sighs that her girl released with just her touch.

Eren's fingers ran through each end of her until they were in her already wet panties, who gasped as she felt his cold fingers place themselves without permission inside her garment.

"This was what you confessed to me, don't you remember?" She asked, slightly moving the two fingers that she put into her underwear, feeling how wet and needy she (y/n) was because of some hot kisses and groping from him. “Very needy, huh."

She nodded, sighing and looking down, her face completely red and hot. The boy's smile widened a little and his slippery wet fingers were now inside (y/n). She sighed as she felt the warmth surrounding his limbs.

"You look so pretty, no one would ever cross their minds that one of your fantasies is to do it on my motorcycle near a lonely cliff." Her chuckled and pulled his fingers out of hers and then pushed them back in. (y/n) let out a low moan that managed to make Eren harder than he already was. "Enjoy this, it may be the only time we do it here."

Eren's words could not be processed by (y/n), her mind was only thinking of one thing and that was that he would give her like a drawer that did not close, she wanted to feel how he filled her completely, just by having that in her mouth. head, her vagina became wetter, which the green-eyed man noticed.

The other available hand of the boy went to the belt of her pants, removing it along with the button of his pants.

Eren kissed (y/n) on her lips again while he lowered the zipper of the jeans, which she removed, leaving it down to her buttocks, showing under the underwear the erection that she wanted to attend to.

"(y/n)." he called to her, and she responded with a sound. "Have a seat on the motorcycle."

"N-no, it's going to fall down." He gasped himself and swallowed.

"No, and if that happens, I'm going to hold you." he left a short kiss on her forehead. "I'm not going to let you down."

"Agree." She murmured herself and took a seat as Eren ordered.

The brown-haired man spread the girl's legs a little more and got between them. He grabbed the elastic of her panties and pulled them down to her ankles. He hiked up the skirt of the dress and caressed the legs of his girlfriend.

"Maybe you won't feel the cold at dawn after this. You will get hot." And he kissed her lips before beginning what would be her moment of love.

...

The girl's eyes were closed, her head resting on the boy's back, listening to her heartbeat, relaxing with the sound she made.

"You are well?" he asked her. "Don't you feel exhausted?"

"I'm fine, I'm just enjoying this." She smiled. "Eren."

"Uhm?"

"Can we have more rides on your motorcycle?" She rested her mind on his shoulder and deposited a sweet kiss on her neck. "It was really nice having this date and I'm not just saying that because of a moment ago," the boy chuckled nasally. "But also because riding on the road, on your motorcycle, with all this silence and in the moonlight is very relaxing, calming and... I love it so much."

"Okay, yes we can have more dates like this." It is also relaxing to walk around here with you in the wee hours of the morning, it brings me a lot of peace.

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[softxsuki]

Here’s the urgent request summary for Eren x Stressed!Sad!Autustic!Reader and thanks for the sweet reply and letting me request it: M/N (Y/N’s mom) gave Y/N a list of chores to do after coming home from work even though she had to split her day between school and part time job in the evening during the whole day. Then one day Y/N starts crashing and burning and tells her parents her feelings and overworking her is too much and can’t be expected to do everything, (part 1 of 🌙’s urgent request)

Eren Comforts Autistic!Reader Whose Parents Overwork Her

PT 2.

Pairing: Eren x Fem!Autistic!Reader

Warnings: crying, mental breakdown, shirtless Eren

Genre: Comfort

Post-Type: Oneshot

Word Count: 1.4k

Summary: In which you feel stressed with work and school, but your parents overwork you further at home by giving you more chores and ignoring your feelings when you try to express yourself. Eren overhears and takes you with him to his place where he tries to comfort you.

[A/N: Hellooooo my 🌙anon <3! As promised, I finally got this done today. I'm sorry it took so long huhuhu, but I appreciate how patient and understand you've been with me! Shoutout to @kyanma137 for helping me out with this request. I had a little bit of trouble and she helped give me a bit of inspiration! I hope you enjoy!]

The bed sheets are cool against your warm face, soaking up the tears that pour from your exhausted eyes. Eren, who had rescued you from your house only a few minutes prior, had settled you into bed, pressing comforting kisses to your tear-stained face before leaving to give you some well needed space as he showered to get ready for bed. The sound of the shower running echoes throughout the room with a bit of light from the bathroom seeping into the dark bedroom as you think back to the events that led you to your boyfriend's house.

Each day had felt so long and exhausting, having to juggle going to school and working at your part-time job, but this specific day had exhausted you even more thanks to your parents. You had returned home from work that night, ready to just shower and hit the hay, but your mother decided to approach you with a huge list of chores she needed you to do by the end of the day. It was routine for both her and your father to overwork you after an already stressful and overwhelming day, but you decided to speak up for the first time and try to voice your frustrations to your family in hopes that they would understand and give you the opportunity to relax for once. 

You didn’t think you were asking for much as you expressed to your family how you were feeling overworked and suffocated; how you shouldn’t be expected to do everything in the house on top of your already busy day outside of your home. But the words that came from your mother next surprised you and broke your heart.

“Stop being so selfish and overdramatic. We all have to chip in and do some chores around here, now stop complaining and get to it!” She ordered, shaking her head in disappointment at your protests before turning around to look at your father as the both of them continued to talk about ‘the nerve’ you had to say something like that to them.

Tears threatened to spill from your eyes, but you were determined to hold them back. Despite your disability, you wanted to prove to your parents and to yourself that you were tough and could do anything you put your mind to, so you sucked it up, like you did everyday and moved to get a start on your chores, ignoring the stinging in your eyes as you were seconds away from breaking down.

You jumped slightly at the sound of the front door slamming open, and stood in the doorway was your boyfriend, Eren with rage in his eyes, especially as he quickly glanced at you and saw you trying to keep yourself together. He walked over to you, gently interlacing your fingers with his and led you out of your home with him, but not without first giving your parents a piece of his mind.

“The only selfish one’s here are the both of you. Y/N tries her hardest each day and instead of commending her for doing so well, you have the nerve to throw even more work at her and dismiss her feelings so quickly?” He was furious at them for making you feel so horrible, but a tiny tug from you pulls him back and he storms off with you in tow without another word, leaving your parents speechless at the front door, not giving them a chance to process what just happened.

And that was how you ended up at his place, crying into his bed sheets as you remember your parent’s actions and response to you trying to open up to them. Thank God Eren decided to pop in for a surprise visit; you don’t know how long you would have kept your composure if you stayed there and attempted to do your chores while already feeling drained, mentally and physically.

You had been crying since you entered Eren’s car earlier that evening, but the tears wouldn’t stop no matter how hard you tried to calm down. Eren gave you your space to get all your tears out, knowing you needed to let some of your frustrations go.

You’re drawn away from your thoughts as a damp Eren appears beside you with a towel hung loosely around his waist. You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t even hear the water shut off or see him enter the bedroom.

His heart breaks at the sight of your tears that were still steadily falling down your face as you were now rocking yourself back and forth in an attempt to calm yourself down. He takes a seat on the bed beside you and throws a weighted blanket on your body, knowing it usually helps comfort you whenever you have a breakdown like this. His fingers soothe their way through your hair, letting you know that he’s there as he begins to gently hum one of your favorite lullabies. 

Memories of the words he heard your mother say to you as he stood outside your front door replay in his mind. You had just tried to open up to a woman you thought would understand you, but instead of comforting you and offering you her support, your mother only knocked you down further. The thought alone made his blood boil all over again, and as much as he wanted to hear your thoughts on the matter so he could further help you feel better, he decided against it, knowing better than to bring up those painful words to you again. 

“C’mon angel, it’s not good to continue crying for this long,” he coos as his rough thumbs gently wipe your tears away.

You take a deep, shaky breath, focusing on the weight of the blanket on top of you along with the slight warmth that’s radiating on your face from Eren’s hands. Eren smiles softly at your attempt to calm down, one of the reasons why he fell for you was because of your strength and willpower to overcome anything and everything. 

“There we go, that’s my girl. Keep taking deep breaths,” he breathes in deeply, guiding you to do the same. 

You follow his lead, continuing to breathe as your frustrations and sadness slowly melt away and relaxation flows into you all at once, making you feel sleepy. Eren continues to whisper lovely words into your hair, reminding you how perfect you are to him and how proud he is of you for everything you do.

“Always speak your mind like you just did today. Despite having autism, your voice matters and everything you feel matters. I’ll always be here to support and love you, pretty girl,” he reassures you, hoping his words are comforting you instead of making you feel worse.

You smile softly at him, your tears fully dry as you thank him for taking care of you. Warm hands bring you close to his bare chest as he cuddles into you, glad to finally see you smile again.

“Can we watch something on TV to relax us a little?” You ask him, even though you were already fully relaxed, you wanted to spend a little more time awake with Eren.

“Of course,” he kisses the top of your head and turns the TV on, switching it to one of your favorite shows that was playing, his arm around you never once letting you go.

Your attention moves to the show playing before you, but it isn’t long until the heaviness of your eyelids win and your eyes flutter closed, the emotional weight of your tears crashing down on you and filling your body with pure exhaustion. The noise from the TV becomes muffled and sleep overtakes your body. 

Eren feels your body relax against him and hears the steady sound of your breathing. He shuts the TV off and moves you slowly into a more comfortable position, still holding you close to his chest. 

“I love you,” he whispers one last time before falling asleep beside you.

Right there in his arms is where he’ll always keep you. Never again would he let anyone hurt you like your parents did; he never wanted to see you break down like that again over someone’s words. If you were ever hurt again though, he’d always be right there to bring you back on your feet.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted: 4/29/2022

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[salvatoreren]

OH MY GOD, so im like listening to crash landing on you ost and then i remembered this one scene where like seri faints after talking to jeong-hyeok and back in the early days of me being in the aot fandom, im like hey this is pretty good for an eren x reader

LIKE???? IT REALLY DOES FIT

i have the urge to like fucking write it, because first of all it's an eren oneshot and second i like to have a hand on writing angst

#eren yeager #aot #snk #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #aot final season #eren x reader #eren oneshot #eren my beloved #im combusting

[fqiryspit]

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐅!𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 ! 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒!

eren yeager x fem!reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"eren!"

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

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[uhhhitsgray]

You ever just get too much into the smut writing, stop and be like "I need to go touch grass" cause same bestie, same. It's ok 🥴🥵

Still finishing writing and editing so it may change some

#aot smut #aot fanfiction #eren oneshot #im currently writing it right now and idk how long is too long for a oneshot but here i am #attack on titan #aot #eren yeager #eren yeager smut

[snoopyearss]

you right

eren x female!reader

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

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

inspired by “You Right” by Doja Cat.

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

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

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                    ı𝕝ı.𝕝ı𝕝𝕝ı𝕝ı.ı𝕝𝕝ı.

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

           𝟙:𝟘𝟟 ——◦———— -𝟜:𝟘𝟝

          ↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

            ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯

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

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

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

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

His facial features.

His pretty sage eyes 

The amorous gaze he gave off.

His piercings.

His voice.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Wait.” She turned to you.

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

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

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

“Yeah, yeah.” you waved her off.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

☆

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

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

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

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

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

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

Eren.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

☆

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 ı𝕝ı.𝕝ı𝕝𝕝ı𝕝ı.ı𝕝𝕝ı.

            ᴺᵒʷ ᵖˡᵃʸᶦⁿᵍ; [ 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕜 - ℝ𝕚𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒]

           𝟙:𝟘𝟟 ——◦———— -𝟜:𝟘𝟝

          ↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

            ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯

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

No one spoke for a few seconds.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Um, Hi? What are you doing?” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You whimpered in response.

“Speak.”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what baby?” He pushed you.

“Yes, I-I understand.”

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

“Yes.”

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, fuck you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Eren,” You whined.

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

“Yes, please, please.” You chanted.

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

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

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

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

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

“Eren,” You moaned out. “Hm?”

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

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

“Use your words, sweetheart.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

[itzchasee]

���𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐓 - eren jaeger.

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

☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾☾

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

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

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

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

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

Were you going to forgive him? Who knows..

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

[violentvaleska]

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒓

ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs/ ᴀᴜ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ!ʟᴇᴠɪ × ʏᴇᴀɢᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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I have an urgent request right here (you don’t have to get to it right away if you have a lot going on) since I need to get it off my chest due to having a rough month due to dealing with anger and stress lately especially with dealing with getting robbed in the beginning of the month. Can I request a comfort/angst/fluff with Eren x Fem!AutisticReader where Eren has been noticing she’s been angry, stressed, and lashing out at friends and family after getting robbed of her valuables (part 1/2)

Eren Comforts Autistic!Reader Who Gets Robbed

Pairing: Eren x Fem!Autistic!Reader

Warnings: mentions of theft, crying, punching, feeling frustrated, sorry if you find any mistakes NOT proofread 🥸

Genre: Comfort

Post-Type: Oneshot

Word count: 1.1k

Summary: In which weeks after your amusement park date robbery incident, you find yourself still upset about it. Eren sees you pacing and decides to finally talk it out with you, in the hopes that it'll help you feel better.

[A/N: Hi 🌙 anon <3. Thank you for your patience with the urgent request. I'm so sorry this happened to you! Idk why amusement parks allow people to just leave their things around. They should provide free lockers for everyone when you enter a ride so you can just safely lock them up then remove them again at the end of the ride. I'm glad I was finally able to write this out for you and I hope you enjoy!]

“Angel?” Eren asks, cautiously walking into the sensory room he had created for you using one of his spare bedrooms. 

You were fuming, pacing back and forth, having no idea what to do with all your pent up emotions. It had been weeks since your robbery incident. You had been at an amusement park on a date with Eren; while getting on one of the roller coasters, you left your belongings in one of the little cubby’s only to find some of your belongings missing when you returned. There was nothing the park could do to help you as they had a rule that their customers were responsible for their own belongings, and there was nothing you could do to get your things back either. You were beyond frustrated and upset; not only at the thief who stole your things, but also at yourself for leaving your things out in the first place instead of spending a few extra dollars for a locker.

“Y/N,” Eren speaks again, trying to catch your attention.

Of course he knew about what happened that day, he had been observing you everyday since the incident occured and it was the same thing each day–pacing, huffing and puffing, crying in frustration, and snapping at everyone around you. But he knew it wasn’t your fault, this was your way of coping.

“What do you want?” You snap at him, something you did every time he came in to check up on you. You didn’t mean it, you just didn’t know what else to do to help the emotions bubbling up inside you.

Eren silently walks to the other side of the room where he had some equipment to workout, making the space useful not only for you, but for him as well. He passes you some of his boxing gloves and ushers you to his punching bag he had stationed in the center of the room.

“Go on,” he urges, nodding his head toward the punching bag, “Hit it with everything you’ve got. Don’t hold back, angel.”

It was like something snapped in you–finally the chance to let all your emotions out without being held back. You punched the punching bag several times, feeling the force of the bag hitting your covered fists as your aggressive hits continued to pour out. Tears of frustration ran down your face and you screamed, letting all those pent up feelings out.

That continues for a few minutes as Eren watches you patiently, sitting on a bench in the corner of the room. He was glad that you were finally getting your emotions out fully instead of occasionally snapping at the people around you who you cared for. He watches you hit the bag with so much concentration on your face, sweat now beginning to form on your forehead. It isn’t long until you crumble to the ground, panting from punching without taking a break. Your lungs burn, but it was a good burn. You felt 100 times lighter, like you could go chase after the thief who stole from you–if only you knew where they were. 

“Better?” Eren asks as he plops himself down beside you, bringing a towel up to your face to dab the sweat away as he hands you a bottle of water.

“Mm,” you take a swig of the water, “Much better, thanks. I really needed that!”

Though your facade slowly peels away as more tears fall down your face and you reach up to wipe them away furiously.

“I’m sick of crying, but I can’t help it,” you cry, leaning into Eren as he holds you close to him, patting your back in an attempt to calm you down.

“It’s only natural that you feel frustrated. It’s horrible that people are out there stealing without caring about how it’ll affect the person they’re stealing from. The world is cruel like that sometimes, but it’s not your fault,” he presses a kiss to your head, resting his chin there as he continues to speak. “We’ll do something about it.”

That makes you perk up a bit, “Really?’

He meets your curious gaze and places another kiss to the tip of your nose, “Really.”

Eren looks up in thought, “Well, I know the park said there was nothing they could do about it. And the chance of finding that person now is very slim, but we can make it known on social media so that awareness can be brought up about these kinds of incidents. Perhaps the park could be doing more to help keep their customers’ items safe when they’re on rides.”

You sigh, knowing you’ll probably never get your things back, but you were all for helping create change. You didn’t want your amusement park experience to be ruined by one person who decided to steal from you, and doing something would be better than doing nothing so you agree.

“Yeah, we can do that.”

“Great, then I’ll give the amusement park a call tomorrow and we’ll have a talk with them. See what they can do to prevent this from happening in the future.”

You hug him tighter, still hating that you wouldn’t get your belongings back. Eren notices your expression and nudges your shoulder a bit. He offers you a hand and leads you to the mat in the corner of the room, lying down with you in his arms, cuddling you close to him.

“Don’t worry too much about your things. I’ll take care of it. I’ll replace it all as long as it’ll make you happy again, angel,” he hums into the crook of your neck, hugging you tightly.

It wasn’t easy to just let go of what you were feeling, but you knew you couldn’t stay frustrated over something you had no control over, so you just nod your head in agreement. At least you could try…for Eren.

He smiles in relief, hoping to be able to see you back to your chipper self soon. He plays ocean sounds, one of the sounds that helped you calm down the fastest, and continued to hold onto you.

“Everything will work out. Just leave it to me,” He reassures you for the nth time that night, and you knew you could rely on Eren. You trusted him to take care of the situation.

“Thank you, for not getting mad at me for how I was acting, and sorry for being so moody and snappy at you when you were only trying to help,” you whisper, feeling a little bad for your behavior.

“No need to apologize, Y/N. I know you didn’t mean it. I’m upset at that mystery person for stealing from you too, so I get it.”

That felt refreshing. Having someone in your life who tried to understand the way you reacted to things and didn’t lash out on you in return for something you couldn’t control. Eren was a breath of fresh air and you could already feel your irritations of the robbery incident slowly leave your body.

Items were just items after all, replacing things, but nothing could replace the bond you had with the beautiful man who held you tightly each night–nothing.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted: 10/5/2022

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