#eren yaeger fluff

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someone else lights up the room

paring: eren jeager x reader

summary: it’s mid-september and eren’s falling in love for the first time in his whole life. too bad for mikasa, it isn’t with her, but with you.

genre: fluff, smut, slight angst (just in case)

notes: well pals! here she is!! my long, long awaited re-write for this series. a lot of this will seem familiar to those who read this part when i first posted this series, but there is some new stuff we haven’t read yet as well! after this part, almost everything we see will be new to all of us. i am very happy to get this out and to hear everyone’s thoughts on the re-write. reblogs and comments are much, much appreciated. please give me any and all feedback you may have. i know i put it off, and missed lots of deadlines i promised you guys, but i have put my whole heart into her. i am very excited to get this whole series out and completed to you guys, which will all be posted (hopefully) before the end of august.  title credits; nothing new; taylor swift ft. phoebe bridgers

warnings: MINORS DNI, angst, fluff, meet cute, eren is a hopeless romantic, eren is a gentleman, eren is a sweet boy, eren falls in love with reader basically at first sight and has been smitten with her ever since, reader recently got out of a toxic relationship and is still healing- but is also very smitten with eren, unrequited love (mikasa), mentions of creampie, jealousy, smut, oral (f receiving), fingering (f receiving)

word count: 8k

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Eren spots you from across the courtyard walking with your little blonde friend after his final class for the day. It makes him stop and completely tune out whatever Mikasa is trying to talk to him about regarding their upcoming applications for medical school that are due in a few weeks.

You’ve got on a little light blue floral dress that shows off your legs and collar bones beautifully, and paired with some strappy white sandals that show off the pretty polish on your toenails.

It makes him wonder if your skin is as soft as it looks from this distance. He bets it is, and he bets you smell really good, too.

Your friend says something that makes you laugh, the sound bringing a half grin on Eren’s own face as his heart stutters in his chest.

Mikasa looks up to see if he’s paying attention, quickly taking notice of the gleam in his eyes and half smile beginning to take up his face. It almost makes her smile before she realizes he isn’t even paying attention to her.

Her gaze follows the direction of his, quickly noticing you walking in their direction with your friend’s arm linked through yours.

She quickly frowns, being unfortunately reminded of the deep infatuation that Eren has with you that began during last spring’s semester. Honestly, the first time he talked about you, she thought you were an idiot, being the only junior in a freshman level chemistry class and barely passing. She often wondered if Eren tweaked your grades on the papers and exams he graded as Professor Hange’s TA, not that she would ever admit that to him.

Annie had been the one to inform him that you had a boyfriend, and had been with said boyfriend since high school, her knowing from not only going to high school with you and your friends but having been in the same friend group before she broke up with Bertholdt. Apparently her friendship wasn’t as valued to you guys as his was and she made her quick exit and found herself in their little friend group now, thanks to her and Armin’s relationship, if you could even call it that currently.

Discovering your relationship didn’t quell Eren’s interest a bit, and he asked Annie to tell him everything she knew about you, which was actually quite a bit despite not being very close to you.

Annie met you through your, now ex, boyfriend Porco Galliard. You were a cheerleader and top of your class at Marley Prep and you have stupid rich parents who fund your whole lifestyle and want you to be the happiest you can be.

In Mikasa’s mind, you just really aren’t the type of person she think Eren would be happy with. Sure, his family is well off, but your parents, from what she knows, are on a whole different level, and you seem shallow.

She ends up so lost in thought she doesn’t even hear Armin walk up and start a conversation with them, going off about some party that Annie said she was going to tonight and hinted that she’d like to see him there if he was available.

“Armin, not that I mind going with you, but I’m not sure why you need me to go with you?” Eren spoke with slight confusion.

Armin looks between Eren and Mikasa, “I’ll just feel better if the two of you are there with me,”

Eren’s gaze turns soft when he notices how tense Armin is, how nervous he actually is at the thought of joining Annie at this party. Mikasa speaks up before Eren can respond, “We have a really, really important lab tomorrow, but as long as we aren’t out too late we can come.”

It almost upsets Eren at how definitive her answer is, how she’s decided for them that they need to be home at a certain time, that he needs to be home at a certain time. He isn’t a child, and he’s getting tired of all the coddling he gets between Mikasa and his mother.

“Lab isn’t until 9 anyway, so we don’t have to be home that early anyway.”

Armin throws his arms around his two best friends, mumbling quick thank you’s and you guys are the best.

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Eren doesn’t exactly hate parties, but he didn’t particularly want to be here tonight. He’s under a lot of stress with his applications for early acceptance to his top medical school choices being due soon and his mom has been on his ass about coming to visit, which he typically doesn’t mind doing but before returning to campus for this last year at university, he and his dad got into a huge fight over where he’d be going to school and residencies and all the bullshit he didn’t want to deal with, especially since he still hasn’t told his dad that he doesn’t know if he plans on going to medical school.

But there isn’t a thing in the world he wouldn’t do for Armin, and if Armin needs him here for moral support, then he’s here.

Grabbing a cup and putting who knows what is in it, he turns around to make his way back to the living room to find his friends when he stumbles into another body. Reaching for your wrist, nearly dropping his cup in the process, he helps steady your body as his eyes widen slightly realizing just who it is he just ran into.

You’re slightly more intoxicated than you’d typically like to be, but after spending the afternoon watching your phone blow up with text after text from Porco before you finally had to buckle down and block him, again, over some of the hateful things he had sent you, all you wanted to do was drink and forget about the stupid break up, which paired perfectly with the fact that Hitch had wanted to come to this party and stalk Marlo.

Eren’s eyes trail up your figure, taking in all of you. Tonight you’re wearing dark wash jeans that compliment you in all the right places, light rips line the area of your thighs. The denim comes up and rests perfectly on your hips, while the light pink top you have on hugs your chest in a way that Eren knows if he looks for too long, his own jeans will start to get tight, with the amount of cleavage your showing on top of the way it clings to you.

Your own eyes look over him, taking in his pairing of dark wash jeans and a plain black shirt that clings to his muscles just right. He’s got nice hair too, you note to yourself, and it’s thrown into a sexy messy bun. You can’t help but wonder if it’s as soft as it looks.

The two of you make eye contact and it feels like his eyes are trying to find your soul with how deeply he’s looking at you.

Your staring is interrupted by Hitch, who stumbles in and grabs your free wrist with a giddy look in her eyes, “You won’t believe who just got here,” And just like that, you’re pulled away from him and into the crowd of people.

Hitch drags you over to your other two friends. Historia is sitting on Ymir’s lap as the latter is whispering, what you can only assume, dirty words in her ear. The way Historia is fidgeting in her girlfriend’s lap with her lip between her teeth makes you fairly sure that the two won’t be here for much longer.

You look at Hitch with a raised eyebrow and tilt your head back to the two of them in question. “Reiner is here.” Distaste fills your features at the mention of the blond brute as you hum before taking Historia’s cup from her and drinking the bitter, clean liquid.

“Vodka? Yuck.” Your face is scrunched up as you close your eyes and drink the remainder of the drink. You look back at Hitch, “No Pieck?”

Hitch frowns at the mention of the dark haired girl and shakes her head, not knowing why you would even bother to ask.

Pieck wasn’t initially your friend, she was his friend, but she quickly embedded herself into your friend group after you had started dating him. Hitch never really liked her, to be fair Hitch doesn’t really like anyone, in fact she always thought Pieck had tried a little too hard to be your friend, always looked at you a little too long. There had been multiple occasions where the shorter girl would lace her fingers with yours when she thought no one was paying attention, or Hitch would find her sending a heated glare in Proco’s direction when he would cling to you in front of her.

And it’s not like she’s even been around since the monumental breakup that occurred in June. Sending all of your calls to voicemail and neglecting the group chat before Ymir had enough and finally just kicked her out completely.

Needless to say, Hitch thought Pieck was fucking weird. But what she thought was weirder was that after you and Porco broke up, she completely ghosted not only the group- which Hitch could’ve excused- but you as well. Hitch couldn’t care less about Pieck not wanting to stay friends with her, but what bothered her was how hurt you were over it.

Sure, you have herself, Historia, and Ymir. Hitch has been your best friend since first grade and has never been anything less than your rock. Always there when you need her and never letting you down. And Historia joined the two of you, turning your duo into a trio in sixth grade when you and Hitch decided to join the cheer squad for middle school, and you met Historia at tryouts. The three of you made the squad and the rest was history.

When Ymir started dating Historia freshman year of college, she quickly learned how much you and Hitch meant to her, and in turn, as long as it was in her means, if you needed anything she was there.

But Pieck’s different, she’s no Historia, and she’s definitely no Hitch, but she’s Pieck and you hold a lot of love for her. And you were absolutely heartbroken that when you called her after the huge final blowout between you and Porco and she didn’t answer.

Sure, Hitch and Historia know how bad your relationship was, they know everything, but Pieck was the only one who saw how bad it was. It killed you to know she didn’t care enough to even just answer or send you a stupid text despite everything.

As if she can sense your mood dampening, Hitch grabs your hands, smiling wide and giddy again as she remembers why she drug you out of the kitchen in the first place, “You will not believe who is here!”

You roll your eyes playfully as you turn to give her your full attention so she can talk all about Marlo, not even noticing the eyes that can’t stop looking in your direction.

Across the room Eren stands with Mikasa and Armin, the blonde nearly sweating through his light blue button up shirt. Despite trying to calm him down, Mikasa can tell Eren’s mind is elsewhere. He keeps glancing across the room.

Following his eyes, Mikasa’s land on you with your friends and she has to fight an eyeroll, already irritated with being here.

Despite thinking his crush was stupid, hollow even, she couldn’t deny that she’ll never forget how upset she had been when she overheard Eren talk about you with Armin, the former had told him that you were probably the prettiest girl he had ever seen.

When she looked up your instagram later that same night, her stomach knotted as she noticed just how pretty you looked in all your photos, how put together you always seemed. Mikasa’s never really been insecure over girls Eren had brought in and out over the years, but you were just a different story.

Armin seems to finally catch on to the fact that Eren isn’t paying attention to his nervous ranting.

“Eren! Hello?” Armin finally snaps him out of trance, Eren looking at him briefly before looking back over at you, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” He tells him off handedly, gaze still on you. You have a bright smile on your face as Hitch says something, he assumes, is funny.

“You should just go talk to her,” Armin finally tells him with an exasperated sigh, which causes both Eren and Mikasa’s heads to snap towards him.

“Why would I do that?” “Why would he do that?” Eren’s eyes meet Mikasa’s as she blushes harshly under his gaze that holds deep offense.

Armin looks between the two before he clears his throat awkwardly, “I mean it’s not like she has a boyfriend anymore or anything. Worst case scenario she ignores you,”

Eren nods before frowning slightly, “Yeah, but I almost knocked her down in the kitchen and didn’t even apologize,”

Armin looks at him with wide eyes, almost gasping, “You mean to tell me you finally had a chance to talk to her? And you didn’t?”

Another offended look is on Eren’s face in an instant, “How do you know I didn’t talk to her?”

Armin scoffs as he rolls his eyes at Eren’s question, “Well, actually, I know you. And I know for a fact that you didn’t talk to her because you wouldn’t be over here with us talking about her, you’d be over there with her. And I also know that even if talking to her didn’t work out, you still would’ve said something about it.”

Mikasa frowns again, “But aren’t we supposed to be here to support you, Armin? I mean you’re a nervous wreck.” Armin gives her a weird side eye, and frowns lightly at her behavior.

“I mean I have you here, and Jean and Connie are here if all else fails?” Though he says it as if it’s a question, Mikasa knows the question is why she’s being so defensive about Eren talking to you.

“I think it’ll be fine,” Armin turns back to Eren, giving him a nervous grin, “Just go talk to her1 Annie’s here already anyway.”

Eren nods to himself, and then looks between Armin and Mikasa with a half grin that makes Mikasa want to melt into a puddle. “Wish me luck.”

As Eren makes his way across the room towards you, Mikasa can’t help but frown as she starts to compare herself to you. The outfit you’ve got on compliments your body so nicely, while her ripped black jeans and black tank top do nearly nothing for her own figure. You’re also pretty outgoing, while Mikasa can barely hold a conversation with anyone who she hasn’t known since high school without cringing at herself.

The glitter that frames your eyes is also a deep contrast from the black liner that is smudged around her own, your hair is nicely styled with a pretty silver butterfly clip holding some of it back while Mikasa’s hair is at an awkward stage of nearly outgrown because she hasn’t had a chance to go get it trimmed since coming back to school.

She also has bags starting to form under her eyes, the long nights of studying getting to her. Choosing pre-med as her major in an attempt to stay close to Eren starting to bite her in the ass since it comes a lot easier for him, so he doesn’t have to study as much.

Jean and Connie join Armin and Mikasa once they notice Annie in the kitchen. Connie walks up behind Armin and wraps his arm around him, getting close to his ear so he can give him a pep talk on how to woo Annie. Armin grumbles back that he doesn’t need his help, but when Sasha bounces over, she gets on Armin’s other side and tells him that Connie means well, just take his advice!

Jean stands awkwardly next to Mikasa, who has yet to take her eyes off of Eren. Her eyes finally avert to Jean when he starts talking.

“You look really nice tonight, Mikasa,” She has a slight frown on her face, but she mumbles back a small thanks as she bites her lip. She looks like she does every day, and she wants to tell him that, but instead she gives him a fake smile that she knows he can see right though and asks him if he wants to go find something to drink. He has an idea of what she’s trying to do but smiles softly and tells her to lead the way.

As the two of them make their way to the kitchen, Mikasa takes another glance towards your direction, stomach dropping even more when she takes note that Eren’s standing in front of you with his hands in his pockets.

Hitch had been going on about Marlo and how handsome she think he is for the past twenty minutes; Ymir is about five minutes away from taking Historia up to a bathroom, and you’ve had probably one too many solo cups full of vodka when Eren made his way to you, hands in his pockets and a boyish half smile on his face.

Hitch cuts herself off mid-sentence when she takes note of the six foot two man towering over the couch you occupy, eyebrows raised as she looks between the two of you with a sparkle in her eye once she realizes his eyes are strictly on you.

Your own eyes are wide with drunken curiosity as you look at him. “I know you!” Your voice makes Eren smile slightly as you continue, “You bumped into me in the kitchen, right?”

Eren winces and lets out an awkward laugh, “Uh, yeah. I just wanted to come over and apologize, I had meant to earlier but was a little distracted.”

His heart sputters when you let out a soft giggle, “Oh, don’t worry about it! Parties can get distracting. Though, I’d hate to think you’ve spent this whole party thinking about apologizing instead of actually enjoying yourself,”

Though there’s a teasing glint in the smile on your face and in your tone, your eyes tell him you’re genuinely worried he spent the whole party worrying about the fact that he ran into you.

“Oh, uh no. Well I mean I was distracted by you, but” His eyes widen once he realizes what he said, while Hitch has to hold back laughter at the man in front of her turning red.

“You were distracted by me?” Your tone is slightly disbelieving, and your eyes have a certain shine in them that he doesn’t quite recognize but the look on your face has his own flushing even more.

Unbeknownst to the both of you, Ymir and Historia have pulled away from each other and make eye contact with Hitch, whose eyes are gleefully wide as she looks between them over your head. Historia is a little confused due to the amount of liquor she’s drank in such little, but Ymir catches on pretty quickly to what Hitch is getting at and reaches across Historia to tell you that they’re gonna head out and they’ll see you later. Historia looks confused and goes to protest but a quick look from Ymir has her quiet despite her confusion.

Waving bye to your friends, Hitch looks across the room and her eyes land on Marlo, she looks back at Eren with a coy smirk, “Keep an eye on her for me, yeah?” and before he can answer she’s up and gone.

You and Eren sit in a semi-awkward silence for a few moments before he speaks up, “Do you want another drink?” He cringes at his question and silently prays that you don’t think the worst, that he’s just trying to get you drunk.

“Actually, I think I’ve had enough to drink, but maybe we can go sit outside or something?” He nods, an excited look in his eyes that makes you smile brightly. He reaches his hand out to you, and you take it, smiling wider as he helps you up and puts an arm around your back to take you outside. Neither of you notice the heated glare in Mikasa’s eyes as she watches from the kitchen.

It’s a lot more comfortable outside, you’re able to breathe and hear a lot  better. He sits next to you on the ground up against the rough brick of the house as the two of you spend nearly the next hour talking about whatever comes to mind.

Eren asks a lot about you, what you like, what your favorite food is, why your favorite song is your favorite song, asks about your major. He tells you that he thinks you look like an art major, which in turn you tell him you didn’t expect him to be in pre-med, which he laughs lightly as he nods in agreement, telling you it definitely wasn’t his first choice. You don’t ask him to elaborate, which he’s thankful for.

Mikasa frowns from her spot next to Sasha as Eren makes his way back over to the group, you shyly behind him with your fingers laced through his. Armin smiles and has to refrain from sending a thumbs up towards Eren once he notices you’re with him. Annie smiles, what Mikasa would consider her most genuine smile, and waves at you. Mikasa nearly forgot that the two of you used to be good friends at one point.

Mikasa tunes out the rest of the group as Eren explains that he’s gonna head out, you’re getting tired, and he wants to make sure you get home safe. He’s got that boyish smile on his face, and Mikasa watches how you’ve got a blinding grin on your own face, eyes not leaving him as he speaks to his friends.

Jean watches Mikasa’s eyes water slightly as Eren sticks his hand in your back pocket as the two of you walk away. Her watery eyes meeting his as she silently begs for him to make the pain go away.

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Eren has you pinned up against the front door to his apartment before it can even slam shut behind you. Your chest pushed up against the door as his hands work their way up and down your sides under your shirt, teasing the underside of your breast as he grinds his erection into your ass as your back arches.

His left hand moves your hair to the side so he can suck on your neck while his right hand reaches for the button of your jeans, making quick work of getting them undone and slipping his hand into your panties. His middle finger makes quick work in circles on your clit, making you gasp in surprise and reach up with you right hand and grab at the back of his head, tangling your fingers his soft brown hair.

The light pull of your fingers causes him to groan and bite down on your neck, causing you to gasp in surprise.

He pulls his hand out of your pants and moves both hands to the hem of your jeans and begins to pull them down. His husky voice in your ear makes you moan out loud when he tells you how badly he wants to taste you.

His body follows his hands as he pulls your jeans down to your ankles, slapping your ass lightly before he spreads your cheeks so he can get a nice view of your cunt, and he groans when he sees how fucking wet you are.

His thumb finds your clit and he puts just the slightest bit of pressure, but somehow it’s enough to make you let out a soft moan of pleasure, causing him to smirk.

“Yeah, you like that, baby?” You nod and moan louder as he puts more pressure, rubbing harsh circles as he leans forward and dips his tongue into you. He groans at your taste, and he takes his thumb away from your clit so he can use both hands to pull your body closer to his face.

“God you taste so fucking good,” His words make you blush, but he gives you no time to respond, his tongue finding its way back to your clenching hole.

“Ohmygod,” You can’t contain the gasp of pleasure that leaves you as your right hand reaches around to hold his head in place as he continues fucking his tongue in and out of you, hands gripping your hips tightly to keep you as close to his face as he possibly can, breathing be damned.

His tongue alternates between fucking your hole and licking at your clit. His left hand moves from your hip to your cunt, and he sticks two fingers inside you as he continues licking at your clit. He groans at your tightness around his fingers, that with the addition of the taste of you driving him insane.

“Er-eren!” You yelp out his name as his fingers make quick work of finding your g-spot, you feel him smirk against you once he feels the spongey spot. Fingering you faster, his mouth moves back to your clit, and he puckers his lips around it and begins to harshly suck on it.

The feeling is too much, you feel like you can’t breathe. His fingers repeatedly hitting your g-spot, and his mouth harshly sucking on your clit has you cumming before you even realize it.

“Eren, ah! Fuck, I-I’m cumming,” You moan out, trying to warn him so he can pull away if he wants. But he somehow manages to keep surprising you.

“That’s right baby, you fucking cum for me.” Curling his fingers slightly harder against your g-spot, his free hand grips your hip harder to hold you in place as your body starts to tremble as your orgasm washes over you. He doesn’t pull his fingers away until you’re nearly sobbing from the stimulation against your g-spot, and he slowly pulls his fingers out of your clenching hole.

He smirks as you gasp, one hand still clinging to his head while the other hold the trim by the door for dear life. Slightly leaning forward, he licks your cunt one last time in a harsh strip from your clit up, momentarily sneaking his tongue back in you one last time for good measure.

Pulling away from you, he stands back up, slowly pulling your underwear back up. Giving your ass a light tap, he bends back down and lifts your legs up one at a time at your knees to help you pull your jeans off of your ankles. Eren folds and lays them on the end table by the front door before he makes his way back over to you, who’s now turned around, face flushed and facing him with legs still slightly shaking.

He smiles at you once his hands find their place back on your hips, mouth meeting yours in a kiss that makes you gasp in surprise, but your arms quickly make their way around his neck. Licking your bottom lip, he lifts you enough to where you can wrap your legs around his waist so he can walk you to his room. His tongue works its way into your mouth, causing you to moan slightly around it as he continues kissing you until he reaches his room and sits you on the edge of the bed.

You look at him confused when he makes his way over to his closet, pulling out an old black band t-shirt. It’s faded, but well taken care of. Your eyebrows furrow when he hands it to you and makes his way to his dresser, pulling out a pair of grey sweatpants and changing into them, leaving the t-shirt he was wearing off.

“Did you not want to…” Your voice trails off as you look at him with furrowed brows as he makes his way back over to you, fighting hard to keep your eyes off of his naked chest. He crouches down so your eye level, and he frowns when he sees the slight insecurity swimming in your eyes.

Reaching a hand up, he caresses your face and rubs his thumb just under your eye before he lightly pulls your face to his, kissing you again. This kiss is much lighter than the previous one, softer, he’s being much gentler. When he pulls away you frown slightly, leaning forward for more but he stops you.

“It’s not that I don’t want to, trust me when I say I do want to. Like, very badly.” He huffs out a laugh through his nose, the furrow in your brow slightly deepening in a silent question, “But I also happen to enjoy you very much, and I’d like to take you out properly, ya know?” He blushes deeply as he says it, but the smile on your face brings a huge grin to his own.

Reaching forward, you wrap your arms back around him, pushing your face into his neck as a small sigh leaves your mouth, “I think you might be very good for me,” Eren hears you whisper as you nuzzle your face into his neck. Eren lets out a soft but genuine laugh as he pulls your body closer to his, hoping you’re right. Hoping he might just be good enough for you.

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Mikasa looks around Jeans room, trying to stay as far away from him as possible in his full size bed, and she can’t help but wonder what you and Eren are doing right now.

Regret starts building deep in her gut as she realizes what she’s done with Jean will not only change the dynamic between the two of them, but also the fact that Armin is going to be so fucking disappointed in her once he realizes she only slept with Jean because she was upset Eren left with you.

Carefully crawling out of his bed, she quickly finds her phone and clothes before getting dressed and quietly leaving Jeans room.

Guilt is swirling in her stomach as she walks as quickly and quietly as she can out of his apartment and makes her way up a few flights of stairs to the one she shares with Armin and Eren.

She prays to herself that Armin and Annie decided to go back to Annie’s place, so they don’t have to see the disgusted look she has on her face. Disgust with herself, disgust with the fact that Jean let her use him, disgust with the fact that that the more she walks, the more she can feel Jean’s cum leaking out of her. Her disgust is quickly overcome by even more guilt as she unlocks the front door to the apartment.

Guilt is a terrible feeling, it’s nothing compared to the heartbreak she feels as she’s walking towards her room. Because the last thing she expected when she walked past the bathroom was to see Eren holding you up on the counter by the sink as he attempts to wipe the glitter off of your eyes.

He’s got that stupid smile on his face as he whispers for you to keep your eyes shut, he’s almost done. He holds your head at the nape of your neck gently with one hand while the other makes work of carefully rubbing your eye.

You’re mumbling incoherently, sleep lacing your voice as you hold your arms around his neck, head following wherever his hand guides it.

Out of the corner of his eye, Eren notices Mikasa’s disheveled appearance, while he doesn’t make a comment one it, she notices the way he raises his eyebrow in surprise.

She wishes she could say something to defend herself, but her gaze is too caught on you. The way he holds you tenderly makes her stomach turn, he’s so careful and gentle as he caresses your face, it makes her frown in envy.

“We’re almost done, you can have the bathroom in a minute,” Eren tells her softly, and she hates that she knows his soft words aren’t for her benefit but your own. She watches as he does a quick glance over your face one last time before he throws away the makeup wipes from a brand she didn’t recognize, watches as he gently lifts you at your hips to wrap your legs around his waist and how your face instantly makes its way to his neck in an almost natural way.

“Night, Mikasa,” Eren whispers and smiles when he hears you mumble a soft night of your own. “Good night, Eren,” Her voice isn’t above a whisper either, so he doesn’t hear her voice crack as he shuts his bedroom door, leaving her in the soft yellow glow of the bathroom light, alone.

Despite all the negative and harsh thoughts running through her mind, all she can focus on is the fact that Eren had let you wear his favorite shirt.

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Eren’s been awake for nearly fifteen minute, he knows he should probably wake you up too. He has a class in a little over an hour, and if he waits too much longer to get up, Mikasa will come to get him like she always does when he sleeps in.

But he can’t bring himself to care, not when you’re lying next to him making that old ass ‘the cure’ t-shirt look as good as you currently are.

He can’t help but admire you. You just look so perfect.

“You’re staring.” Eren flinches in surprise at your words, not realizing that you’ve already woken up.

“I’m gazing,” You peek an eye open at his words, a half-smile making its way onto your face at his cheesiness.

“It’s creepy.” He scoffs at you, leaning his face so close to your own that your noses are touching. “I think it’s pretty romantic.”

A hum leaves you as your raise your eyebrows at him, eyes closing slightly as you lean closer to him, lips nearly touching his, “Romantic you say?”

He sighs, nodding as his eyes refuse to leave yours, “Definitely romantic.”

Just as he’s about to lean in to seal the deal, a loud knock at his door causes the two of you to pull away from each other, “Eren, get up. We have class in a little more than an hour. I will not be late again to one of Hange’s classes because of you.”

He groans, head falling right next to your shoulder, “Yeah. Thanks, Mikasa,”

A laugh leaves your mouth, causing Eren to grin, “What time is it anyway?”

Eren reaches for his phone, clicking it on, “9:15,”

You groan loudly in despair. “I have class at 10:30,” The pout on your face almost has Eren asking if you want to skip and go get breakfast. Almost. But when you reach for your phone and sit up he decides against it.

He watches you scroll through your phone for a minute, not peeking at whatever you’re doing so he doesn’t seem like a creep. You’ve still got a little bit of glitter on your face from last night, and Eren inwardly cringes at the fact that he couldn’t get all of it off.

He likes the way you look in his bed, not to get ahead of himself but he definitely thinks that waking up with you a few days a week is something he could get used to.

Hopefully, next time you guys will have time to go get breakfast though, or maybe if it’s a weekend, you could get brunch.

Eren’s thoughts leave his mind when you look back over at him, a soft smile on your face, “Any chance I can get you to give me a ride home on your way to campus?”

“Yeah, yeah of course.” He tries not to sound too excited at the thought of you sitting in his passenger seat. You mumble out a soft thank you as you watch him get out of bed and make his way towards his closet, leaning your head in the palm of your hand as you admire the way his back muscles move and flex when he pulls a black t-shirt over his head.

“What class do you have this morning?” He asks, with genuine curiosity, you look away to give him some sort of privacy as he takes off his sweatpants and underwear so he can put on a pair of dark wash jeans and new briefs.

“Oh, um, it’s an advanced sketching class. Nothing special.” Running your fingers through your hair, you stand up and look around his room for your jeans.

Eren turns back around as he’s buttoning his pants up, smiling when he finds you standing awkwardly without pants on. “Your pants are in the living room,”

A half-grin is on your lips when you make eye contact with him and nod. “Right, I forgot.”

“Forgot I ate you up against my front door last night?” He’s cheeky, and it makes your body heat up as you bite your lip to stop a smile from showing you enjoy his teasing. Reaching over, you lightly slap his arm and mumble for him to get his head out of the gutter, to which he gives you a cheeky smile and a peck on the cheek in relation.

Mikasa is sitting on the couch in the living room when the two of you walk out, and she has to fight looking at you too long once she notices you still aren’t wearing pants. Just that stupid t-shirt that Eren’s been attached to ever since he found it at some local thrift store when they were fourteen.

You smile and send her a small wave, getting a blank look in return that makes you frown slightly. Eren appears in front of you, holding your jeans with that same boyish grin on his face. “I think your shoes are still in my car,” A small okay leave your mouth as your slide your jeans on, not really caring for modesty at the moment since everyone in the room has already seen you without pants on.

Eren holds your phone and keys out to you, “I, uh, couldn’t find your shirt or the clip you had in your hair last night.” As he scratches the back of his neck, you have to refrain from ogling his biceps as they flex. “Oh, uh, that’s okay,”

Before either of you can say anything else, Mikasa clears her throat, “I hate to interrupt, but we have a class to get to.”

Eren gives her a weird look at the tone she uses and the look she’s giving you. “Actually, we’re taking a detour. We’re going to drop her off at her place first.”

She frowns and looks over you under her nose now that she’s standing, before giving him another look, “Eren, we seriously can’t be late again.”

You finally decide to speak up, “I can always get an uber-“

“I think that would be for the best.” “Absolutely not!”

You look awkwardly between the two of them as they glare at each other, feeling extremely out of place. You give Eren an uncomfortable look, “Really, I can find my own way home,”

Eren lets out a scoff, his eyes softening as he looks at you again, “It’s really not a big deal. And if she has such a problem with it, she can take a bus.”

Mikasa lets out a noise of disbelief grumbling a whatever, sending you a sharp glare as she storms to her room to grab her bag.

She can’t fucking believe him, how dare he? She’s been nothing but good to him for twenty-two years and this is what she gets in return? Over some random girl who didn’t even know his fucking name twenty-four hours ago?

The car ride to your apartment from theirs consists of an extremely awkward fourteen minutes, not that you were counting. Mikasa had sent you another intense glare when you went to sit in the front, practically forcing you to sit in the back and ignored you the whole time, talking over you anytime you tried to respond when Eren spoke to you.

You have to refrain from letting a huge sigh of relief leave you once the car stops in front of your building. Eagerly getting out of the car, you don’t even notice Eren quickly stumbling out of the driver’s seat as he tries to catch up with you.

“Hey! Hey, wait up!” His voice makes you halt your steps, turning around to look at him. “I’m really sorry about you, I don’t think she had a great night last night and-”

“You don’t owe me an explanation, Eren,” You don’t mean to interrupt, but he really doesn’t owe you any sort of explanation.

Slightly frowning he responds, “Well, I know. I, I just had a really, really good time last night, and I didn’t want to end things on a bad note or before I can ask for your number.”

“You could’ve just asked,” A light laugh leaves you at his more detailed than explanation, “I just meant you don’t have to apologize for your friend. Everyone has bad nights sometimes, and having someone throw of your routine can make stuff like that even worse.”

“Oh,” He laughs awkwardly as you hold out your hand for him to give you his phone. He watches with enthusiasm as you punch in your number before calling yourself, so you have his number.

“Text me later! I’d stay and talk more, but I need to go change for class and I think if you stay any longer, Mikasa may just glare a hole in my skull.” You press your lips against his cheek softly before you turn around to enter your building, “See ya later, Eren.”

His whole face is burning up by the time he gets in the car, too engrossed in what just happened to even notice that Mikasa has a deep scowl painting her features.

His phone buzzes, pulling it out he sees it’s a text from you. A fond smile is on his face when he sees it’s a mirror selfie of you in his t-shirt with a half grin on what shows of your face. For my contact photo <3

“Are we going to class or what?” Mikasa grits out with a hateful tone, snapping him out of his trance.

“Oh, right.” He awkwardly coughs out as he starts the twenty minute drive to campus. Very, uncomfortably, awkward twenty minutes.

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Walking out of your sketching class, you’re pleasantly surprised to find Eren standing there waiting for you with, what you assume is, an iced coffee in his hand. Once he notices you, a huge smile appears on his face.

“Hey!” Your face heats as he hands you the drink enthusiastically, “Uh, Hi!” You look between him and the drink with curious eyes, causing him to blush as you take it.

“Oh, right. It’s an iced chai, with oat milk. I had Armin make it, he said you seemed like the type to like chai, but if you don’t like it then I can take you and get you something else.”

Your eyes don’t leave his face as he goes on about how Armin said oat milk was definitely a safe choice, because in case you have a dairy allergy, he firmly believes it superior non-dairy milk. Eren continues rambling for a few minutes about how he has no idea about the differences between almond and oat milk before he finds himself lost in your eyes that seem lost in his.

Smiling, you reach your free hand and grab his own, “I love oat milk. And, I have to agree with Armin, it is the superior non-dairy milk.”

Relief washes over his features as he smiles brightly at you, eyes traveling over you as he takes in your outfit change from this morning. You’ve chosen pink again today, and he can’t deny that it looks great on you, though he wishes you had kept on his shirt instead of going with the pink jeans with the pink corduroy jacket over a cropped white tank top you’ve chosen today.

You clutch your black tote bag closer to you as you sip the drink happily, grinning at Eren as you bite on the straw.

He smiles softly and clears his throat, “Anyway, I had a question for you.”

You quirk a brow, nodding for him to continue, “There’s this old theatre in town, they play lots of older films. They’re playing Rear Window on Friday at 7:30. Last night you mentioned you like older movies, so,” he sticks his hands in his pockets, biting his lip and glancing up at you, green eyes shining.

Your face heats up even more if possible, “Are you asking me out?” You pray his answer is yes.

“I mean, yeah! But, like, only if you want, though,” He’s met with a lip bite as you fight back yet another grin.

Despite wanting to say yes, you feel the slight need to be cautious. “I would love to go see Rear Window with you, but-”

Eren has to fight the frown that begs to take over his features at your words as you continue. “I just got out of a relationship. The only relationship I have ever been in, actually. And, well it wasn’t exactly a great relationship,”

Looking up at him you give him a small smile, “I would love to go out with you Eren, on a date. But do you think we could maybe, I don’t know, just hang out for a little bit? Take things slow?”

Eren tries not to look disappointed, because he does understand and he’s not disappointed, more bummed than anything honestly. But, he’s spent a whole semester pining over you, what’s a little longer?

“Absolutely!” The relief in your eyes makes whatever disappointment that was trying to creep in disappear completely.

Yeah, he absolutely can take things slow. No problem at all, right?

Can you take things slow, though? Probably not.

A comfortable silence develops between the two of you as you leave the fine arts building and head towards the parking lot to the south of it, “Do you want to get lunch with me and my friends tomorrow? I can pick you up around 1?”

Looking at him, you smile and nod, “Yeah, but are you sure no one will mind?”

Neither of you need to say anything to know you’re referring to Mikasa and her behavior towards you this morning. His face falls slightly at the thought of you not wanting to meet or hang out with his friends just because she was acting out of character this morning.

“Of course not!” It rushes out before he can control it. “If you’re worried about Mikasa, she had just had a bad night last night, like I was telling you earlier. It had absolutely nothing to do with you!”

You bite your lip, still unsure as you two come to a stop next to your car. Looking up at him, you sigh internally when you see his green eyes are already staring deeply at you, as if he’s begging you to say yes.

Despite a nagging feeling deep in your stomach, one telling you not to give in, especially so soon, a small voice in your head tells you that this, that he, could be good for you.

A soft smile creeps onto your glossy lips as you nod, telling him you’d be happy to go with him to lunch with his friends.

The smile the breaks out on his face makes all your negative thoughts disappear.

This will be a good thing, worst case, you just don’t click with his friends. He seems to like you plenty well already, and you like to think you’re likeable, surely his friends will, at the very least, get along with you.

#fic: ioblwbbrbig #eren yaeger x reader #eren x reader #attack on titan x reader #eren jeager x reader #eren jeager smut #eren yaeger smut #aot x reader #aot smut #eren jeager x you #eren jaeger fluff #eren yaeger fluff #aot fluff #she's here #*finally lol* #i hope you guys enjoy her!

[slxtslovebambi]

Eren loves when you look up at him with you’re cute red eyes.

The way you mutter your words cause talking properly is just so exhausting makes him smile to himself.

He carefully places the tip of the Joint between your lips as he watches you inhale.

You just look to damn pretty like this.

He wishes all these stupid boys that been hitting on you could see the way that you look at him.

"You want another hit baby?" He whispers in you ear. You just shake your head as you rest your head against his chest while his free hand is drawing small circles on your lower back.

His "precious girlfriend with the pretty face" is what his mom called you after your first dinner with his family, and she’s right… you really are a special girl to him.

Haven’t posted in a while but found this in my notes lmao

For the jean girlies <3

#aot x female reader #aot x y/n #eren x reader #eren smut #aot smut #eren x you #eren headcanons #snk eren #eren x black fem!reader #eren yeager #eren aot #eren jeager x reader #eren fluff #eren yaeger x reader #eren yaeger headcanons #eren yaeger fluff

[kentosbabes]

Collage football player Eren part 2

Eren who takes photos of you every chance he gets, whether it would be you curled up in his arms while you watch a movie in his dorm or you sitting opposite him at an expensive restaurant all dolled up all for him. All his socials are filled with pictures of you and him with captions like 'My beautiful girl', and 'I'm the luckiest man in the world'. One of his favorite photos is of you in his football jersey after one of his games as he holds you at your waist with your arms hanging around his neck on your tip toes as you reach up and kiss him. The photo has him blushing every time he looks at it, gushing in awe at you.

Eren who loves how well you treat him after a tough game. You pull out all of the stops from running a bath to cooking his favorite foods. He secretly loves when you take care of him so he overexaggerates the pain in his shoulders or legs just so you join him in the bath and massage soap into his skin. Then letting you baby him, as you sit in his lap feeding him the pasta you cooked for him.

Eren who takes you to all the game after parties. Sitting on your bed as you do your hair and makeup so he can admire you. He can barely keep it together the whole journey and ends up giving in and having a steamy make-out session before you've even stepped inside the building.

Eren who can often be possessive over you but he also loves how other people gawk at you but the protective hand around your waist and the hickey on your neck acting as clarification that you're his. As you walk down the hallways he always makes sure to praise you saying 'your such a good girl' and 'You look so good today ma' I'm going to treat you soo good later' getting you all riled up before your next class. and he loves it seeing you get all shy and red at his words.

Eren who still sits and stares at you in math class often placing his head on your shoulder and groaning at the math problem messing with his mind. You giggle at his struggles and attempt to teach him how to get the answer but he can only stare at you producing the off 'mhm' and 'yeah' to indicate he was interested in the math when he's only ever been interested in you.

Part 1 here

Masterlist

#eren #eren x y/n #eren x reader #eren yaeger fluff #eren yeager #eren yeager fanfiction #aot headcanons #aot #eren headcanons #hes so fine #i need him so bad #kentosbabes #attack on titan #eren jeager x reader #eren jeager x you #eren smut #hes so bbg #blurb

[tteokdoroki]

*ੈ🌩️‧₊˚— the world in your name + eren jaeger.

૮˶ᵕ ༝ᵕ˶ა synopsis — in the quiet of the night, eren realises that he'd destroy the world for you. no matter what universe your love may exist in.

⭑ warnings — please read + mdni ! characters aged up, fluff, angst, childhood friends to lovers, mentions of nightmares, modern!au with some canon references, aot manga spoilers (?), marriage, eren has a son, not beta read ! - fem!reader.

⭑ words — 1.5K.

⭑ notes — hi !! hello its eren's birthday and if you've been on my blog recently you'd know that i'm falling in love w him all over again so... here's a soft lil one-shot for my boy. i miss him, i want him happy again. enjoy! - m.list ✩

“hey, ‘renren. what are you doing out here all by yourself?”

before he even has a chance to respond, you’re slipping a jacket over eren’s shoulders— tucking yourself under his arm since you know that he finds comfort in your body heat.

“nothin’ much,” he leans down to brush his lips over your forehead, taking the time to appease his guilty pleasure as he breathes in the scent of your shea shampoo. “got a little crowded in there. needed the air— plus the stars are out tonight.” he’s making excuses and he has no doubt that you’ll see right through his bullshit. eren can already feel the smile on your face as you bury yourself deeper into his side, your lips brushing up against him from over his clothes.

after a second of selfishly taking him in yourself, you look up— eyes glittering and loving, reading deep into eren’s soul just like they always have, and so easily too. “bullshit.” your voice lays flat but your eyes are amused as you tip toe up to reach eren’s cheek, kissing him there. he finds that cute, that he’s taller than you now and it’s the opposite of when you were growing up. that he’s big enough to protect you where you’d do the same for him as kids. “eren jaeger not wanting to be the centre of attention at his own party? you sick or somethin’ renren?”

“don’t call me that, we’re not kids anymore.” the brunette grimaces even though his heart bristles happily in his chest.

“you don’t even like the stars. you hate being cold.”

“i like them when i’m here.” eren wraps an arm around your waist and turns to face you fully, tugging you into his chest— his forefinger and thumb tilting your head up so he can look at you better. love you a little longer. “with you.”

you roll your eyes, but melt like butter under his touch. “don’t be corny, honey.”

“you love it when i’m corny. you think it’s romantic.” he says and god— there’s that smile again. the one where your eyes crinkle and it raises your cheeks so high, it looks as if you might burst with happiness. your smile, it makes the world turn on its axis, makes the waves it the shore and the leaves fall from trees and mountains crumble into the seas. it fixes everything, it fixes him.

“come back inside, eren. we’re all waiting for you.” your voice is so soft, he can’t help but shut green eyes away as you cup the side of his face with the softness of your palm, letting the tips of your fingers twirl through his chocolate brown locks in a way that makes the stress sag from his body. “our son wants to see you blow out the candles, make a wish before mommy puts him to bed.”

“we’ll put him to bed together. i just—“ eren is so fucking lucky, he’d be a fool not to take that as fact. you’ve given him everything; a happy life, a home, a beautiful son, and all the love he could ever ask for— even after everything he’d been through, everything he’d put you through over the years. he wasn’t the best to you, not always, but you stayed. when his parents died, when the world gave out beneath his feet and he couldn’t stand up on his own. you shouldered his burdens with him even though he wasn’t as half as good to you as he should have been. but he loves you with everything he has and everything he doesn’t.

he sighs in content, brought back to reality when you cup his face with two hands instead of one and he opens his eyes just to see how worried you look. “i’ll be there in a minute. just…stay out here with me for a bit.” eren wraps his hands around your wrists softly, grounding you while you ground him and his unfairly long eyelashes flutter against your gentle palms.

“okay,” you breathe, relieved that he’s back from wherever his mind had taken him. back to you. “another minute. as long as you need, ‘ren.” there’s that pet name again, the one tied to distant memories of summers and melting ice-pops and scraped knees. you’ve known him so long, you still know how to make his heart race and you’d even given him the honour of being called your husband.

eren loves you so much. he wonders if he’s told you that he loves you today or if he’s made you feel as such. you always make him feel loved, you take care of him and your beautiful son a little more than yourself— but he swears he’ll always be there to pick up your pieces if you fall apart like he’s done before. you need looking after too, and eren knows it’s silly but sometimes he holds back on his hurt and anguish because he knows you’ll drop everything to make it go away.

you’re his partner, his wife, his first love, the mother of his child and his equal— but eren won’t let you give away any more pieces of yourself, even if that’s what you’re supposed to do when you love each other. he’ll keep you whole, feed you pieces of himself instead, keep your world spinning because he loves you.

that’s why he doesn’t tell you about the nightmares he’s been having lately. the ones of another world. the ones where he tells you he’d flatten the world for you if you told him to and the one where you look at him as if he’s a monster.

even there, you find it in your heart to love him.

eren doesn’t tell you about the nightmares because he knows that in this life, if he had that same power… he’d flatten the world for you and your son— he’d do anything to keep you safe and happy. rip stars from the sky and buildings along with them, trample the earth until everything has no choice but to start anew. that’s how much he’d sacrifice himself for you, how many pieces he’d give up just to keep your smile the way it is. he struggled to love you with the words he needs, but he hopes to whatever higher being or power is out there that his actions are enough.

because eren jaeger loves you enough to kill the entire world in your name.

in this life and all of its alternatives.

“papa! come! cake time!”

the deep depth of eren’s thoughts is breached by his little son calling out to him from the sliding glass doors on your back porch with a sheepish mikasa in tow. its then that the older brunette pulls his forehead away from yours, a smile settling on his handsome and matured features as he crouches down to welcome his little boy into his arms.

he’s so much bigger than eren had realised, maybe time is slipping away from you both. he’s almost two, has eren’s eyes and his untamed hair, but the face is all yours. that smile, the one eren’s son is giving him is so big and bright and beautiful and it’s all yours. another gift you had given eren, another person to love.

“hey there lil’ man! daddy’s comin’, okay?” eren grins as his toddler clambers into his lap to give him a slobbery kiss and a squeeze— making his head spin with adoration. even more so than hen he feels you come up behind him and rub his shoulder lovingly. “give momma ‘n i a second, yeah?”

“‘mkay!”

the toddler jumps up to hug your legs next, tugging you in the direction of his aunty mikasa with a pout that could rival eren’s. “sorry for interrupting,” she whispers fondly and apologetically. “he wanted to come get you guys, he’s been trying to ward sasha off from eating the cake.”

“well we can’t have that, can we baby?” you coo as if you’ve got the world beneath your fingers— brushing back your son’s hair before you lift him into your arms, holding him close as if you can’t believe he’s real and that eren gave him to you. your little product of love. “let’s follow aunty mika inside ‘n get papa’s candles going. then aunty sasha can have some cake, how’s that sound?”

“good momma! les’ go! les’ go!” he chants excitedly, laughing along with you as you follow mikasa back into the house— away from the cold outside.

and it’s in that moment, that eren finds himself warm— even without you by his side. because you leave him filled with so much joy, so much happiness that he couldn’t ever feel like he was unloved. not even for a second. you and your son, you’re both all that eren has in this world, you’re what ties him to this very existence, what gives him a reason to keep going.

before he can even register it, eren reaches out for you both from his place on the porch— calling out your name before you re-enter the house. “i love you,” he murmurs so softly that he fears his words might have been lost with the sway of the trees in the wind. “both of you. so much.”

but then you smile, that same smile that eren would tear the world apart for and say. “love you too. and, happy birthday, eren.”

#eren jaeger x reader #eren jaeger x you #eren jaeger fluff #eren jaeger imagines #eren jaeger #eren x you #eren x reader #eren drabble #aot x reader #aot x you #aot imagines #aot drabbles #eren yeager x reader #eren yeager #eren yeager x you #eren jaeger fic #eren yaeger fluff #eren angst #aot angst #✧ ₊˚੭ — writing #tteokdoroki

[seeingivy]

ahhh congrats on 1K!! you deserve it all :D

for your concert, may I suggest got my mind set on you for eren with a friends to lovers type trope? like maybe eren has a bit of a past as a fuckboy and realizes now that he's in love with his friend. she doesn't believe him given his history, so he is determined to woo her, but really he just needs to show her that he's serious about her (because she has already loved him this whole time hehe). OR whatever you want to do!!

got my mind set on you

eren x f!reader

**part of my debut concert event

content: drinking, reader gets her periods and leaks on her sheets, eren is a manwhore, hitch is a hater, jean and marco are masterminds

an: thank you sweet sweet anon! you deserve all the love in the world. I hope you like it <333

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“Y/N. White wife-beater or black wife-beater?” 

You peek up from the top of your textbook to glare at him and he has that stupid, stupid grin on his face. The one he uses to get anything he wants. 

“Man. At this point you’re just trying to sound like an asshole.” mutters Jean, taking Armin’s pillow and smacking it straight into his face. 

Mikasa and Armin laugh in response, agreeing as Eren makes his way over to you, flopping on his bed next to you. He’s leaning directly into your space, that musky cologne enveloping your nose as he starts talking. 

“Y/N.” 

“Eren.” 

“Black or white?” 

“Ass or face?” 

“What?” 

“Do you want me to punch you in the ass or in the face?” 

He laughs as he bends over, sticking the aforementioned ass into your space as he knocks your textbook out of your hands and you push him away. And you try to fight the smile trying to make its way on to your face, trying to feign as much anger as you can. 

But you can’t be mad at Eren. You can’t be anything but a jumbled mess of feelings at Eren lately. 

When you moved to college, you were looking forward to getting a fresh start from the town that you grew up in. Not that it was ever a bad place but it was never really a good place either. And you were ready to let it all go, to move away from your parents, to find out who you were. 

And just your luck, the one boy from your highschool going to the same college as you ends up in your orientation group and never leaves you alone after that. Dragging you to random club meetings for free food, taking you to mixers that your RA hosted, trying to sneak into frat parties together. 

At some point, you were just always together. And maybe some small part of you really liked having him around. That he wanted to be your best friend, told you all the little inner workings of his mind instead of someone else. That he thinks the Loch Ness Monster is made up, that he likes the Twilight movie soundtracks a little bit too much, that he loves mystery books. 

And he’s dorky - snorts when he laughs too hard, can’t drink beer without spilling it all over his shirt, and is so weirdly passionate about these little sea animals that he’s spending the entire summer doing an internship at the marine biology research lab at your university. 

But he’s also sweet - trying to memorize all the little facts about you, picking you up from class as a habit, telling you that you’re prettier than some shit guy who won’t come by. 

He’s your friend. Your sweet, secret little dorky friend. No one looks at you. But no one looks at him either. Maybe you guys only look at each other. 

Except when you come back from the summer, his dork is replaced with…charm. Charisma, an appeal, a magnetism. And maybe he was always really charming, but no one paid attention to it. It was just for you. 

But now they do - because he’s grown out his soft brown hair into this sunkissed loose man bun and spending all summer swimming in tidepools has defined his muscles. Because he was always gangly and a little awkward but one summer has him looking fit, in all the right places. 

That’s when it starts raining on your parade. Because when you and Eren go to parties, you’re talking to him less and the girl who's drunk and throwing up in the bathroom more. He’s too busy talking to the pretty girls, twirling their locks of hair in his hands and batting his pretty eyelashes at them. 

And he still picks you up from class with an iced coffee in hand, except the barista scribbled her name over your cup because she wants Eren to call her later. And you know Eren leans into it, because this newfound attention only gives him confidence to show off more. 

To tell girls about the creepy little slugs he spent all summer looking for so they can coo over how cute it is that he cares, to show off those ridiculously defined muscles, to gleam at people the way he does. 

You’re interrupted by your train of thought as Historia, the girl Eren met at a club meeting knocks on the door, shining sunlight at Eren as she smiles at him. And when he flicks the top of your forehead and stands up to press a kiss to her cheek and run out with her, you stick your face back into your textbook. 

And pretend it doesn’t sting. 

You peer over your notebook again to find Jean hanging upside down on the bunk, his eyes staring into yours. 

“Hi Y/N.” 

“Hi Jean. The blood is rushing to your head. You look like an overly ripe tomato.” 

He laughs as he flops off the bunk and next to you, leaning his head in to read your textbook. 

“A tort is a civil law that causes a claimant to suffer loss or….this shit is so fucking boring.” 

He snatches the textbook away from your clutches and flings it off the bed, giving an innocent smile as he does. 

“I was reading that.” 

“And now you’re not!” 

“Do you want something from me, Jean?” 

“Yeah. Let’s go on a date.” 

“You have a boyfriend.” 

“Yeah. It was his idea.” 

He pulls you up by the wrists as you both shuffle out of Armin and Eren’s dorm room, giving half-hearted goodbyes to Mikasa and Armin as he dragged you back to your hal. Trying to convince you to go on a date with him. 

“No.” 

“Listen. You make this mopey sad face whenever he brings a girl around. It’s really ugly.” 

“Thanks, Jean. You’re such a gentleman.” 

He pinches the bridge of his nose as he swings your door open, the two of you flopping onto your bed. 

“I just mean- I hate that you wait around for him. And Marco does too. I think it would be nice. For me to take you out, to make you feel special, to remind you that you don’t have to hopelessly pine over that idiot and wait for him to look at you back.” 

“Jean, I just-” 

He stands up, locking his fingers with yours, as he tries to use his boyish charm on you. And it’s entirely different from Eren’s. Where Eren oozes pure charisma, like you can’t help but give in because you just want to know what he’s getting at. 

Jean’s charm is more…boyish. Innocent. Because he’s smiling at you, all soft and genuine. Like you want to give in because you know he means well. It’s sweet. So you agree.

--

“Eren.” 

“Hm?” 

“Pink dress or white skirt?” 

You hold up the options as Eren looks at you for the first time - even though he’s been in your dorm for the past three hours texting Historia in your bed - and squints at you. 

“Are you wearing makeup?” 

“Yeah. I’m going on a date.” 

He stands up, placing his hands on your cheek as he moves your face around in the air, taking in the product on your face. A soft glitter on your eyelids, black around your eyes that makes your eyes look infinitely bigger, and soft pink on the tops of your cheeks. 

“With who?” 

“Well, Jean for now. But it’s practice before I start going on real dates you know?” 

“You’re going on dates? Why?” 

You roll your eyes as you turn back in the mirror, holding up the options to your frame as you weigh what to wear. 

“Because. I want to get out there and I’m like…deeply touch starved or whatever. I just want someone told hold me or something. And it feels weird to do it cold turkey so Jean’s taking me.” 

“You could have asked me. I could take you.” 

You roll your eyes as you push past him, reaching for your flowery perfume that you spray on for special occasions. Eren’s leaning against your bedpost, his eyes scrunched up in frustration that for some reason is really annoying you. 

“You have a girlfriend.” 

“Hisu’s not my girlfriend. We’re just talking.” 

“Okay, yeah. Same thing.” 

“Jean has a boyfriend.” 

“This was Marco’s idea, Eren. He’s not going to care if I actually go on it and I think he’s probably the one who bought the flowers Jean’s going to bring me.” 

You hold the two options up in the air again, boring your eyes into Eren’s as you gesture for him to respond again. 

“I’m not picking.” 

“I literally pick your date outfits for you all the time. You could pick for me.” 

And Eren mutters something that sounds like pink under his breath which you smile brightly at as you duck into your closet to slip the dress on. And when it’s all fresh and pressed against your skin, there’s a knock on your door and a very smiley Jean waiting for you. 

As you predicted, he’s holding a pretty bouquet of pink flowers in his hand, wearing a nice buttoned up shirt as opposed to his usual lame t-shirts. 

“Hi. Don’t you look pretty?” 

He reaches for your wrist and lifts your hand up to spin you around, the pleats of your dress whooshing in the air and a stupid laugh falling out of your lips. 

“Jean. You’re laying it on a little thick there.” 

He shakes his head dismissively as he places the bouquet on your desk, giving a small nod to Eren as he walks back to you, pinching the side of your cheek. 

“You’re getting the full Jean Kirschtein experience. I have to set the bar high so you don’t settle for a whole idiot or anything.” 

And Eren watches you and he hates it. That he has this angry, green little monster simmering in his chest. That you’re smiling at Jean, that he’s taking you on a date to set your standards, that you’re wearing a pretty dress and laughing with someone who isn’t him. 

And he knows it’s wrong. That he has no right to be jealous when he’s talked to other girls ever since the summer ended while you’ve remained steadfast and true. And it wasn’t like you were staying true to him because Eren’s positive that you don’t feel that obligation, that loyalty to him, but some part of him feels like you do. Or wishes that you do. 

But suddenly…he’s feeling it for you. That he shouldn’t be with anyone but you, that he’s the person who should be taking you on cute dates, twirling you around in pretty dresses, having you spread glitter all over your face for him. 

Eren texts Historia as he watches you and Jean duck out the door. 

“Uh huh, Kirschtein. I’m sure this is gonna be the best date of my life.”

“That’s a promise, baby girl.” 

“Ew. Baby girl?” 

“Do you prefer sweetheart instead?” 

“You’re so fucking corny, Jean.”  

And when the door closes, he sends the text. 

I want to see other people. Sorry Hisu.  

--

You return from your date with Jean to find Eren slumped over in your bed, typing away on his laptop. Your roommate, Hitch, is glaring bloody murder at you as she flits her eyes over to his direction. 

“Eren.” 

“Ah. You’re back. How was it?” 

“What are you doing in my room? I left hours ago.” 

“Just wanted to see you when you got back. And I was spending time with my best friend, Hitch. She’s just so riveting to talk to and I just love her so much.” 

She throws her portable fan at his head, which he catches before it makes contact and then throws it back at her.

“I’ll walk you back to yours, Eren. And you’re buying Hitch coffee as an apology.” 

He rolls his eyes as he grabs his bag, blowing fake kisses to Hitch as she flips him off. You’re both trodding through the hall, the building quiet. It’s Friday night. Everyone’s partying. 

“Didn’t want to party tonight, Eren?” 

“Nah. Didn’t feel like it. How was your date?” 

You smile as you twiddle with your fingers. 

It was nice. To feel special, to have someone tell you that you were pretty. And sure he didn’t mean it in that way and it was entirely platonic, but it was nice to have someone look at you. Who wants to make you feel special, try to coax you into doing things you don’t usually do. 

And you’re positive it’ll feel even better when the feelings are reciprocated. 

“Really nice, Eren. I’m excited to…meet people. Date them. Have someone make me feel special, tell me I’m pretty.” 

“You’re pretty.” 

You look over to find Eren’s cheeks burning pink, the tips of his ears red as he avoids eye contact with you. 

“Thank you?” 

“Ye-yeah. Sure.” 

You make it to Eren’s door and he swings the door open, dragging you in by the wrist. From the looks of it, Armin’s not home, Eren’s desk light flickering on the desk. He drags you to his bed, the two of you sitting on his plush duvet. 

“Eren. I was just walking you here. I’m kind of tired from the painting.” 

“You went painting?” 

“Yeah. It was like a pottery type thing. We picked out mugs and just painted on them. Talked about stuff. Shared an ice cream together after. Jean and Marco gave me very sweet kisses on the cheek when I dropped him back off to his dorm.” 

Eren pushes his hand through his hair as he asks, the question making the air in his throat burn. 

“Ah. Would you ever…go on a date with me?” 

And you laugh. Quite literally laugh, because he cannot be serious. 

“God, Eren. Don’t be a cliche right now.” 

“What?” 

“You see your best friend go on a date with another guy and suddenly you’re interested in her. It’s like every corny rom-com.” 

You lean forward, pinching the plush of his cheek. 

“You just want what you can’t have, Eren. I’ve been waiting for you to notice me for two years. And of course, you only look at me when you can’t have me.” 

“Wait, but I-” 

“Eren. I want someone who makes me feel special. And you’ve always been special to me, but I want to be special to someone too. Let’s not make our friendship weird. And hey, maybe we can actually be equals this time.” 

“Equals?” 

“Two people who care about each other the same amount. Not one person hopelessly pining over the other.” 

You give his cheek one last pinch as you pad out his door, giving him a smile before you slam the door shut. 

--

The next morning, Eren’s standing outside your Civil Law lecture with a coffee in hand. And a shy smile pressed across his face. 

“Good morning, Y/N.” 

“Hi Eren.” 

Despite your admission of your feelings and your swift rejection of Eren, he’s still standing here. And you were expecting it, because you know that Eren wasn’t really saying any of that in earnest. And it’s nice to admit your feelings, as a way of letting them go before you give in and like someone else. 

You take the cup from his hand and shove the much needed caffeine into your mouth, the two of you strolling to your next class. You look over to find Eren with a pinched look on his face, like he’s constipated. 

“Eren.” 

“Hm?” 

“Cat got your tongue? What’s wrong with you?” 

“You didn’t…look at the cup.” 

You look back down at the cup to find handwriting scribbled on it in green sharpie. 

you look pretty today, sweet girl 

You laugh, holding it up in the air. 

“No way. The barista called you a sweet girl? It’s that long ass hobo hair you have.” 

“What? That wasn’t the barista, that was me!” 

“You wrote on the cup? Why?” 

“For you, stupid! I’m trying to romance you.” 

You spit the coffee straight into your cup, looking back down at the cup again. And holy shit he’s right - the way the g is looped and the writing is slanted, it really is Eren’s handwriting. 

“Eren.” 

“What?” 

“It’s cute. But you’re going to do it for like one week. And then get bored of waiting and see some pretty girl at a party and change your mind.” 

“I’m not! You’re it for me.”

“Eren. Bullshit. You wouldn’t last a month.” 

He leans forward, pressing you into the hard of the wall as he looks down, green eyes glinting in yours. 

“Bet.” 

“What?” 

“I’ll bet on it. Prove it to you. That I’ve got my mind set on you.” 

“Uh huh. That takes a lot of patience, Eren. Time. Something that’s never been your forté.” 

“I’ll make it my forté, if it’s for you.” 

You give into the bet. A month for Eren to romance you, to prove that he’s really only got his mind set on you. 

You give in because you know you’ll win. He gives in because he wants to prove the stupid, silly girl he loves that he can do it right. 

--

eren: good morning silly little woman. fit check pls :D 

you: no. 

eren: cmon. ive got back to back classes and im missing that cute little face of yours :((( 

you: just ask ur hoes. im sure they’re cute too. 

eren: no hoes. im allergic to gardening. 

you: you should start stand up comedy. you’d be really good at it.  

eren: you want me so bad 

you: shut up

eren: im waiting!!!! time is ticking doll, i will show up to your club meeting and start gushing about how pretty my girlfriend is in front of all your little prospective club members if i don’t get a fit check in ten seconds

you: not your girlfriend 

eren: yet. three weeks to go. 

you: do you not have anything else to do?

eren: picture and i’ll be out of your hair. 

you: sent one attachment

eren: eren jaeger found dead at twenty-one.

you: thank god. 

eren: cause of death - the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen in my life. absolute heartstopper

you: EREN. YOU’RE SO GROSS AND CORNY STOP. 

eren: ok ok see you after class sweet girl. and thanks for the picture. corniness aside, it really did make my day. you’re my favorite thing to look at. 

You ignore the pounding in your chest as you throw your phone into your purse and head to the coffee shop. And what you hoped would be an uninterrupted study session is interrupted by a certain green eyed idiot, smiling at you as he takes the seat across from you. 

“Hi doll.” 

“Eren. You have class.” 

“Got canceled. The planets and the fates and all the stars aligned. You and me, free for a little study date at the same time.” 

You crinkle your nose as you lift your backpack from the seat next to you, Eren sliding in and taking a sip from your watered down coffee. 

“Did you just rhyme? How long did that one take you?” 

“The whole walk over here. Did you like it?” 

“No.” 

Eren opens up his laptop, the two of you working in silence. And in the smallest of ways, Eren’s making it hard for you to focus. 

Tangling his legs with yours under the desk, resting his hand on your thigh every time you work out one of your homework problems with him, tucking your hair behind your ear every time it annoyingly flops forward. 

“Oh! I have something for you.” 

He holds out a tiny little candy, a twisted mango strawberry pop. The one you can only get in Shiganshina, a four hour drive away. 

“What the fuck? You had Mindy’s the entire time and your greedy ass wasn’t sharing?” 

You take the little candy in his hand, twisting the ends open and letting the flavors melt on your tongue. And the nostalgia hits your head, running in the grass as a kid, your mom keeping a little box on the top of the microwave for you two to share at the end of the day. 

“Just got them. I drove all the way to Shiganshina to get them for you.” 

“Uh huh.” 

“I’m being serious. I went on Sunday, after my lab meeting. Got the box, hung out with my dog for an hour and came back.” 

“You were probably just running an errand down there. I bet Zeke just needed your help with something.” 

“My parents and Zeke are in Hizuru, remember?” 

You feel your mouth go dry as you shuffle the candy in your mouth, huffing back in your chair. Corny ass idiot. They are in Hizuru to meet Zeke’s new girlfriend. But there’s no way in hell he drove all the way there just to get you a candy. 

“There’s no way you-”

“I’ve got my mind set on you. In my mind, you and I are already dating. I’m just kind of waiting for you to catch up.” 

“Oh, quit i-” 

“When you’re my girlfriend, we’ll go together. Make a little drive out of it, see your parents and my parents. Get Mindy’s. Bother that lady who works at the aquarium.” 

“Eren.” 

He pinches your cheek as you frown, rolling your eyes at him. 

“For now, I'll just drive down there alone to get you candy. Three more weeks, stink.” 

--

Your stress is building. You’ve got two term papers due next week, a club meeting to plan, a project to go over with your research advisor, and groceries to do. And really, really all you are is bone dead tired. That you can feel your bones dragging and your eye bags deepening and the panic shuffling every time you breathe in and out. 

Your final straw? Forgetting you were going to get your period and leaking onto your bed sheets. 

And you know it’s not a big deal. That you can wash the sheets and get the stain out, that you can take a shower to feel better. 

But this tiny little thing, this red blotch on your sheets, is enough to push you over the edge. Because you’re tired, because so much is going on, because this is just another thing you don’t have time to do but have to. 

You can feel the tears streaming down your eyes, burning the sensitive skin underneath your eyes and flushing your cheek. 

That’s when Eren finds you. Curled up on the ground, tears streaming down your eyes. 

“Woah, hey. Hey, talk to me. What’s wrong?” 

He falls flat on the floor next to you, opening up his arms which you roll into and start soaking his shirt in your salty tears. He’s whispering into your ear, whispering sweet nothings and his warm arms are holding you. 

“Tell me what happened. Use your words.” 

“I-I have a lot to do. The Civil Law paper and the entire plan for the-the club meeting. Dr. Smith wants to meet with me about my-my research plan and I’m not ready and I got my period and leaked on my sheets and I don’t have time to clean and-” 

“Okay. It’s okay.” 

His warm, calloused hands are rubbing into the small of your back, his hold still firm against you. And he drags you up, opening the shower and warming it up for you. He’s rummaged through your closet - pulled out a stack of clothes and set them on the counter. 

“Are you…going to leave?” 

“Of course not, Y/N. Outside when you’re done, okay?” 

And you take the shower. Spend too long standing underneath the warm water, letting the shower scald your skin in a comforting way, relishing in the smell of your springy body soap washing you clean. Of the tears, of the blood, of your frustrations. 

When you towel up your hair and reach for the stack of clothes on the counter, you only now realize what this cheeky bastard did. Left a pair of your pajamas and the hoodie he was wearing on the counter. 

You pull it on, his musky smell mixing with the scent of your flowery shampoo, as you pad out of your room, Eren folding your laundry on your bed. 

“Eren.” 

He turns around and gives you a warm smile, walking forward to lock his fingers with yours. 

“You look so cute right now. Pouty little face and your hair in this stupid towel.” 

“Quit it.” 

He leads you over to your bed, climbing on as he pulls you forward. 

“Cleaned the sheets. Did your laundry. And made a plan for you to finish the paper and emailed Erwin from your account that you’re not free until the week after and-” 

You can feel your eyes burning, the tears welling up in your face. You lean into his arms and he rests his chin against the top of your head, his hands snaking under your hoodie to press against your cold skin. 

“Eren.” 

“Hm.” 

“This is a really elaborate plan to get into my pants.” 

He laughs, the sound vibrating through his chest as he talks. 

“I know.” 

“I knew it, you dick. You only want to get in my pants.”  

“Well, that’s part of it. I am very attracted to you. I’m not going to pretend like I don’t want to be in your pants.” 

“Charming. The whole “I’ve got my mind set on you thing” is really working.” 

“I'm being honest! I want to be in your pants and in your head and all your little dreams and your heart too.” 

You rest your head against his chest, his heartbeat hammering against your ears as he finishes talking. And when you drift off to sleep, you can still feel it beating in tandem with yours. And try to forget why you and Eren are waiting two weeks to do this for real in the first place. 

--

He’s done it now. And you’ve caught him in the fucking act. The sweet, sweet satisfaction of proving this idiot wrong - that he would get bored of waiting for you and move onto another girl is standing right in front of you. 

It’s Eren’s friend Reiner’s birthday. Eren had told you in advance that he couldn’t see you Friday and you obliged. 

Except, Hitch invited you to the party the day of, claiming she needed someone to walk in with so she didn’t look like an idiot. Some guy Marlowe she’s really into is going to be there and she has to be at her best. 

And when you get to the party, you lose Hitch in all but five seconds, left in this awkward, sweaty mess of a room alone. But when you walk over to the kitchen, you see it. 

Eren leaning over the counter, talking to a girl. Short brown hair, a mass of freckles over her face, the two of them smiling at each other. And when you march over there, you’re all but too happy to rub it in his face. 

Because you’re right. And you knew you were right. That Eren, all hot and toned and sexy from his beach summer, would not give it up. The attention, the girls, the love he gets from all of it for you. That he would look at other things and not at you, that you couldn’t be enough for him. And he can buy you coffee and do your laundry and be there for you all he wants, but you know deep down you’re right. 

“You little son of a bitch. Week three and I win.” you say, crossing your hands over your chest. 

“Huh?” 

“I win. You’re at a party, flirting with a girl. Meaning, you don’t have your mind set on me. Meaning, I’m right. That you can’t let go of being a manwhore for me, that you surely have your eyes wandering elsewhere even though you claim to be only looking at me.” 

“Y/N-” 

“You think driving to get me candy and doing my laundry and giving me your hoodie would buy me over? You’re not getting into my pants for a quick fuck just because you know you can and-” 

He pulls you forward, clamping his hand over your mouth. He’s squinting his eyes at you, almost like he’s confused at your outburst. And when you look over at the girl, you realize why. 

It’s Ymir. The president of the Gay-Straight Alliance Ymir. Like literally the gayest girl you’ve probably ever met in your life. 

“Oh.” 

Eren smiles, rolling his eyes, as he drops his hands to lock his hand with yours. 

“Yeah, oh. Did you not see it was her when you walked over?” 

“No. Hi Ymir.” 

Ymir smiles, reaching forward to mess with your hair as she turns to Eren. 

“You’re right. She really is stubborn.” Ymir says, smiling at him. 

“Tell me about it. She does this every time I do something nice for her.” he responds, squeezing your hand as he talks. 

“Well, you are a manwhore.” 

“Not anymore, Ymir! I’m only a whore for her.” 

She pinches your cheek as she walks off, linking arms with a certain blonde as you walk away. And when you look over, Eren’s lazily making a drink for you on the counter, swirling it in his hand before he gives you the cup. 

“It’s Jungle Juice. There’s like three different liquors in it but you can’t really taste it s-”

“You’re not mad?” 

“Huh?” 

“I just…yelled at you. Really unfairly. And you’re not even mad?” 

“Got my mind set on you. Like you said, this thing takes patience. And time. I’ll wait for it. You’ll come to see I’m surprisingly good at this patience understanding when it’s something I really, really want.” 

And as he tilts his head back, pouring the drink into his mouth, like the entire outburst you had didn’t happen. And that’s it. You crane your head around the kitchen, looking for it. 

“Whatcha looking for?” 

Eren watches you mill around the kitchen, opening drawers, lifting picture frames as you look for it. And when you find it - the calendar posted on Reiner’s wall - you rip it off and place it in front of Eren with a marker in your hand. 

“What’s this, Y/N?” 

“Did you know that I can move time forward?” 

“Huh? How much have you had to drink?” 

You reach forward, crossing out through the entire week. The last week of the month, for the bet you and Eren had. 

Because he’s convinced you. That his mind’s set on you. That even if he used to like other girls, the girl he likes now is you. Enough to drive hours to make you happy, take care of you - bloody sheets and all, and gush at a party about you to other people. Like he’s proud to be around you, like you’re the only thing he looks at. 

“I don’t follow, sweet girl.” 

“The bet started three weeks ago. And I crossed out the last week, so it’s over now. And I want to be with you no-” 

He leans forward, pressing his warm, plush lips against yours as he can’t help but smile through the kiss. All warm and fruity, surely from the drink Eren just made. And he whispers against your mouth, eliciting a laugh out of you. 

“Thank fucking god. You were driving me insane, you little heathen.” 

You reach forward, tangling your hands with the collar of his shirt as you pull him down again, pressing your lips against his, trying to memorize the feel, the sensation of him against you. 

And when Hitch comes home from the party, all buzzed, to find you two under the covers, watching a movie, she says one thing and one thing only. 

“No fucking in my bed.”

--

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𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 ; 𝐞.𝐣𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐫

Eren x Fem!Reader

part 4 of: baby fever

cw: breeding kink, praise kink, fingering, pussy eating, lactation kink, slight degrading, slight mommy kink, switch eren, cum cleaning, squirting, committed relationship, pregnancy, rainy day sex.

summary: for the first time since your baby was born you and Eren finally have one night of silence, and you decided to fill it with moans

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"Fuck, Eren" 

you sigh out, it's been 7 weeks since your daughter has been born so that means 7 sleepless nights, but here its mothers day and Eren decides to give you another sleepless night -just this night will be a lot more fun

"You're okay, aren't you, mommy?" he asks while kissing your thigh, fingers pumping in and out of your dripping hole

you squirm at the pet name, knowing how you've been addressing Eren as daddy since he became one -and knowing how it drove him crazy

"mm-hm" you whimper, he nods and leans down to kiss your aching clit, eyeing how your swollen milk filled titties bounce as he gave kitten licks on your pussy

his hand that was previously spreading your thighs open reached up to grab at one of your boobies, slowly and carefully massaging them as you relaxed in his touch

it was a calming, reassuring gesture for him to relieve the soreness out of them, but then, a trickle of milk spurted out of your nipple, running down your breast

he quickly licked it up without a second thought, moaning into your breast at the taste

"can I have some more, mommy?" he asks with a pout, eyes pleading as he rams his fingers into your pussy even harder

"fuck, yes!" you squeal, he smirks before locking his lips around the bud, resting his nicely teeth on the areola and sucking your nipple

a choked moan left your lips as the feeling of milk spurted out and into eren mouth, he groan and sucked more -adding his thumb to rub your needy little clit as his long fingers ran up your walls

"m' gonna cum!" you whine, thighs covered in your slick as the wet noises of your pussy filled the room, without a stop his fingers slid in and out of your drooling cunt

with a pop his lips uncovered from your bud, looking back up to you with lust-filled eyes he growled,

"then fucking cum for me" you threw your head back but he reached up and head your head back down to him, wanting to see the way your eyes spin when you cum

"e-eren" you sobbed, he kissed your lips with love but whispered dirty thoughts on your tongue

"I know baby, I know" he grunted, kissing your lips once more, feeling you take a sharp inhale when you came, squirting your pretty little cream all over his fingers and wrists

he chuckled at how much cum came out of you, cleaning it all up of course, licking your pussy clean while it twitched -twitching just like how his aching dick twitched on your hip

Eren's cock needed a cunt -a cunt to fuck, a cunt to breed, a cunt to ruin, so why not use the prettiest, tightest, cunt of the women he loves most?

you felt him slap his leaking tip against your overstimulated clit, still trying to catch your breath you tried to calm the shaking in your thighs

"ready for me, baby?" he taunted, tho, genuinely asking, he needed to make sure his little baby was comfortable at all costs

"yes, p-please eren!" you yelped, probably louder than the thrashing lighting crashing down outside

just putting the tip in, you saw stars, filling you up so good and he's not even halfway in.

but when he fucked the rest into you, you lost it

babbling about how big he is and how good he stretched you out, you were officially fucked dumb.

Eren fucking loves you with everything in him...but right now he's gonna fuck you like he doesn't. 

"aw, so early in, and you're already fucked dumb? is my dick that good baby?" he teased, acting like he wasn't about to unleash his baby batter in seconds if you kept squeezing him like that

"yes eren! it feels so good!" you cried out, his cock throbbing at your pleas

you looked up to your lover, his hair loose and falling to his shoulders, intimidating green eyes looking down at you, perfect fucking abs glistened with sweat, and he's all yours

his hand pushed on your stomach, feeling how deep he is making his head throwback as he groaned, adams apple bobbing as your pussy sucked him in

"fuck, how is it, that a whole human came out of here, and you're still so fucking tight?" he spat out, slowly having his head fall to look at you, one of his hands coming down to rub your little clit 

"I'm gonna cum!" you whined, grabbing at his arm as he relentlessly fucked you

"yeah? you gonna cum on my cock honey?" he kissed you, leaning down to kiss your ear

"I love you baby, cum for me please...I need it baby, I need you" he kissed your cheek and spread your thighs wider, hips snapping back and forth as he broke

"eren!" you screamed as the knot in your stomach burst, he groaned dick coated with your cream, the noise of your beautiful wet cunt filling the room as he fucked his way through

"fuck yeah baby, let it all out" he bit his lip whispering a broken "fuck!" and shot his cum deep into you 

still dazed from your orgasm you managed to smile at him, he kissed your lips with a chuckle, about to say something when he gets caught off by blood-curdling screaming from the next room, he smiled and raised his brows,

"happy mothers day, mommy"

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an: AHHH HEYYY SHAWTYYY! HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!! AND THANK YOU FOR 500 FOLLOWERS! 💞---this is my 500 special, even tho I just gained 900 followers!! I'll be doing 600, 700, 800, AND 900 specials soon! omfg, I'm crying I love you guys so much! I decided to keep the tradition going and did baby fever again, tho, I will say for my 600 special I won't be doing baby fever 5 lmfao...ANYWHO I LOVE YOU GUYS MWAUH MWAUH MWUAH 😘❤️

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[takeomisbitch]

Hi can I request #11 with Eren, preferably SFW please.

What Eren’s Camera Roll looks like before and After you

Word count: 270

Prompt 11

Warnings: SFW, nothing much other than a mention of Eren taking videos of himself high

Head cannons prompt list | Attack On Titan Masterlist

Tbh he really didn't have that much in it

There was a couple of photos of him and his mom 

He had some pictures of himself but nothing major 

And some pictures of him and his friends or videos of them doing dumb shit 

There was a video of him and the guys (Armin,Connie and Jean) pushing Connie down a hill while in a grocery cart 

And the pictures of him was when he was feelin’ himself freshly out the shower

There are also a couple of really weird memes like so weird that I’m not even gonna go into it  

Some random videos of him just talking when he is High outta of his mind

Eren’s Camera roll during you 

Now when you two got together the only thing he did and still does is take pictures of you

Good Pictures of the sun kissing your skin and making you even more beautiful 

Or there are bad ones like you mid bit of your sandwich 

Or the ones right above your forehead

There are also pictures when you would still his phone and take NICE photos of yourself not the bad ones he takes 

He also takes pictures when your doing just mundane stuff like doing your hair or cooking food in his clothes

There's pictures of the both of yall on a date or just out in about

Eren also takes videos of you laughing to the point there are tears and whenever he feels sad cause your not home he’ll just watch them again cause it always brings smile to his face 

© Bella 2023

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[lolitaa-17]

Best part | !soccer player eren

pairings: Eren x fem reader

Synopsis: Eren always had eyes on you, and same goes for you…

Warning: literally just kissing pero solo poquito :b

“Eren focus!” one of his teammates yells while he was too busy staring off at someone in the distance.

“Yeah sorry” He looks one more time to see if she was still there before getting body slammed by someone from the opposing team.

The whistle blew as the coach made a call for timeout. They all jogged up to the coach and huddled in a little circle.

“Yeager, what the fuck is over there that’s so important? You had had the ball! You can’t be distracted when you have the fucking ball!” The coach yelled rubbing his temples.

“Sorry it won’t happen again coach” he breathed heavily due to the running during the game.

“Yeah it won’t because you’re sitting out till you get your head back in the game”

“What? No I-“ the referee blew the whistle again signaling that the timeout clock was ending soon.

“Sit down” his coach demanded.

“Armin you’re in” he added.

“I know soccer is important to you, but when your head is up your ass Yeager…it’s not good for you or the team” his coach patted his back.

3-2

“Practice tomorrow at 5:00pm” that’s all the coach announced before leaving. He wasn’t impressed by the performance of his team today. Eren was one of his star players but the way he was so out of it had weighed the team down a lot.

Eren looked over at the bleachers seeing many people getting ready to leave the game. He spotted you as some boy from the other school had been all up on you. He packed his bag and made his way over to the bleachers.

“Hey eren what was up today?” Connie rubbed his hair messing it up more than it already was.

“Who’s that?” He pointed with his head toward the dude had been chatting it up with you.

“Don’t know, he just walked up over here after the game and started talking to her. Why you jelly?” Connie frowned making fun of Eren’s reaction.

“Text me” the boy yelled out as he was running back to his team.

You turned around giving Connie and Eren a creeped out look. Causing both of them to laugh.

“He was weird” you laughed along with them.

“I’m back did the game Finis-“ Sasha stopped seeing Eren as cotton candy was stuffed in her mouth.

Shortly Armin arrived, he seemed to be out of it since he had to pick up the team after the coach had sat Eren down.

“Hey good job you two, both of you guys at least made a point!” You smiled giving them both a high-five.

Eren had a fat crush on you since he first laid his eyes on you. He would obviously never do anything about since he was too scared to ruin the friendship between you two. You two had first seen each other in the lunch room as you were sitting there by yourself reading a book like the nerd you were. So Eren asked Sasha if she could invite you over to the table so he could have a chance to talk to you, which obviously worked out perfectly.

Sometimes you two would just hang out at Eren’s house while he worked out in his gym and you sat their doing school work accompanying him, sometimes you would try to work out with him for laughs and giggles.

“Let’s go to the diner! I’m starving.” Sasha suggested.

“I’m gonna pass…Annie is waiting for me to help her study for some test she has coming up” Armin looks up from his phone.

“Alright, good job today.” Eren daps up Armin as he was leaving.

Now it was just You, Sasha, Connie and Eren.

“I’m taking Sasha with me!” Connie grab’s Sasha’s wrist before they head over to Connie’s car.

“So what was up today?” You asked Eren while you two made your way to his car.

He had to think of a quick excuse. He couldn’t just say ‘I couldn’t keep my eyes off you.’

“These test have been kicking my butt, just out of it. You know?” He says while you arrived to his car as he opened the car door for you.

Seconds later he enters the car putting his bag in the back seat.

“You know I can always help you study” you offered.

He was lying though, he was actually getting really good grades on his test. But the thought of you coming over his house in his room to help him study got him excited. Anything minimal that had to do with you stirred him up.

After a couple conversations here and there you both finally arrived to the diner.

“They did not waste no time to get here.” You pointed at Sasha and Connie who had already been sitting down at booth.

Eren chuckled. He caught on what Connie and Saha were doing. Usually Sasha would always ride with you guys but this time Connie tried to get you and Eren to be alone just for the sake of Eren. And no he was sitting next to Sasha in the booth leaving you and Eren to share a seat next to each other.

You slid in the booth as Eren followed right behind. You four were just chatting when suddenly the waiter came over.

“Can I get anything for you guys?”

“Strawberry shake!” Sasha licked her lips just thinking about the shake.

“I’ll get the same” you followed shortly after.

“I’ll get a coke” Connie replied.

“I’ll also get a strawberry shake” Eren said lastly

“Oh you play soccer? For the school?” The waiter asked sneaking her hand on Eren’s shoulder.

“Uh yeah” he answered a bit confused on why she had been putting her hands on him.

“That’s cute, what your name?” The waiter asked another question. You and Sasha looked at each other. Connie noticed, the way your face changed when the waiter was all up on Eren.

“Yo can you just go get our drinks? I’m parched” he interrupted her.

Eren sighed out of relief as the waiter scoffed and walked away.

“That was weird” Sasha broke the silence laughing it off.

It would be a fat lie if you said you didn’t like Eren. You were head over heels for him. But you were also scared to even say anything fearing that it may ruin the friendship between you two.

“What are you gonna get?” Eren interrupted your thoughts by getting bit closer to you as you two were sharing a menu. You could feel his arm snake around behind you on the top of the booth seat.

“I’m not really that hungry, but I could go for some fries” You smiled at him.

Connie and Sasha had been staring at the cute duo in front of them. They high five each other as a ‘mission successful’.

Soon a different waiter arrived with your drinks.

“So we could only make the two shakes I apologize our blender stopped working after the second one. Is there anything else I could get for you?” The waiter asked Eren as you and Sasha took the shake.

Sasha kicked you under the table making you wince in pain a little. ‘Share’ she mouthed.

“Do you just wanna share?” You asked eren.

“You sure?”

You nod sliding the shake toward the middle of the two of you.

“I’m good.” He answered the waiter.

After a good hour and a half you all decided to head over Eren’s place to go watch a movie and chill.

“I still don’t understand how you can live here all alone.” You say looking at basically a mansion.

Eren watched you as you admired his house. He just imagined the day you lived here with him. The fantasies in his just kept flowing in his head watching every little movement of yours.

“Where is Sasha and Connie they should be here by now.” You ask looking at the time on your phone.

Eren looked at his phone seeing text Connie sent 5 mins ago ‘have fun but not too much ;)’ he smiled at the message.

“Connie and Sasha cancelled last minute, he just texted me.” he turned off his phone putting it on the counter.

“Oh, do you still want to hang out or nah?” You asked a bit nervous to hear his answer.

“Of course I do” he laughed.

“I’m gonna go hop in the shower really quick though. You can wait in my room if you want.”

You nod following him to his room.

The water was running in his bathroom as music was playing on his alexa. You could hear him humming along with music. ‘Sure thing’ by Miguel was playing.

You look down at your phone as you saw a message from Sasha.

‘Do it tonight or we’re never getting kbbq ever again.’

You chuckled knowing damn well she could not last a month without kbbq. You thought to yourself ‘maybe tonight is the night I’ll do it’.

Couple minutes passed Eren walked out the bathroom with just grey sweatpants on.

“Want to watch the movie in here or downstairs?” He asked during his hair but you had been too busy staring at his abs.

“Up here is fine” You fix your gaze back to his face.

You two got comfortable on his bed while the only light in the room was the huge tv in his room. There was an awkward gap between the two.

He put on the minions. You laughed at the choice of movie but didn’t complain.

A couple minutes in the movie you decided to ask the big question. This could go either really good or really bad, you thought to yourself.

“Eren-“

Y/n-“

You both looked at each other.

“Sorry you go first” He apologizes.

“No it’s okay you go” you wanted to hear what he was gonna say.

He sighed.

“I’ve been needing to really get this off my chest because it’s been bugging me since the first day I’ve laid my eyes on you.” He chuckled. “That day Sasha invited you to sit with us during lunch, was because I basically begged her to ask you because I was entirely way too nervous to go up myself and ask you. And ever since that day you never left my mind, you’re just like constantly on my mind nonstop and it making me crazy. Seeing all these other boys going up to you and hitting on you just makes me even crazier.”

You were a bit shocked at the sudden confession.

“And I don’t want to lose my chance to be with you because I’m over here being a little pussy.”

He finally looks over at you to see you smiling. He sighed in relieve seeing the expression on your face.

You jump on top of him embracing him tightly.

“You literally stole all the words out of my mouth.”

He felt the butterflies in his stomach as you say those words. He never thought you would’ve felt the same way.

“Okay…” he sighed breaking the big question “would you like to be my girlfriend?”

You smiled at him as you were on his lap and arms wrapped around him.

“Obviously”

Finally after so long you kissed him. Those lips that you were dying to feel, you finally felt them. And they were even better than you imagined.

Soon you and Eren were cuddling in his bed, while you wore one of his tshirts and a pair of his old soccer shorts that fit way too short and tight on him.

“Can you stay the night?” He asked half asleep, and that deep voice the way it tingled your ear while your attention was still on the movie.

“Mhm” you hummed back.

He squeezed you tighter making sure you wouldn’t leave his side.

The morning shortly arrived. Eren woke up due to the sun shining brightly in his room. He took a glance over at you. He smiled at the sight of how peacefully you were sleeping. The fantasy that he always had in mind had finally come true. You sleeping in his bed, with his clothes on. He closed his eyes before hugging you from behind causing you to move a little.

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[lawsvalentine]

congrats on 1k pooks👯‍♀️!! for your event I choose Eren, letters e, g and x (sfw alphabet)

and sabo; letters i, l, and s (sfw alphabet as well)

ty and congrats again on reaching such a milestone🫶🏾🫶🏾 you deserve it!

Eren Yeager Fluff Alphabet • E, G, X •

Cee’s Note: thank you pooks 😭🤍 ilysm and for you ofc I’ll do both. I’ll make a seperate post for Sabo 😉also eren is going to be an interesting one to write. His personality does a 180 in season 4 but I’m up for the challenge 😉

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around

you?)

Pre season 4 Eren, I think he was better at expressing his emotions.

He was very much a “wear your heart on your sleeve” type of person so you never had to guess how he was feeling

But now he is more closed off. It’s not you, don’t worry, he just has a lot on his mind and a lot of heaviness in his heart due to everything that has happened with him

You try to be there for him as best as you can and help him when you feel he needs it the most

Although he won’t say it, he appreciates you so much for everything you do for him

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What

are their habits when it comes to this?)

I don’t see him giving gifts often tbh

I see him as more of an acts of service type of lover

If your love language is gift giving, he will learn over time to give you small thoughtful gifts if that is what you desire

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

Let’s be real, Eren is a hopeless idiot shsjdj and i mean that in the best way possible

He may not be the best at picking up how you feel so there will be times you have to literally spell it out to him for him to get it

But once he knows how you feel, trust he will do anything in his power to take care of you and make sure you are ok

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[sweetreadings]

Dreaming in Your Arms

a/n: drabble. Eren is absolutely enamored with you. He’s so in love, it’s almost too sweet <3 mdni

tags: dom! Eren, smut, fluff, established relationship, pet names (princess, baby), fingering, fem reader.

୧୨・┈﹕✦﹕﹕✦﹕┈・୧୨・┈﹕✦﹕~﹕✦﹕┈・୧୨・┈﹕✦﹕﹕✦﹕┈・୧୨

You grip the back of his head, intertwining your fingers in his lose waves. “hmm..? does my princess wanna cum?” Eren coos. “mhm… yes p-please… ‘Ren..” With your back arched and face flushed, and slowly unraveling from his touch… Eren is certain that he has never known someone as beautiful as you. “Go ahead, baby…” he whispers in your ear. As soon as you hear his approval, you release. A wonderful melody of moans escaping your mouth, your honey coating his long, slender fingers. Your vision blurs everything around you, except Eren’s face. His eyes glistening like emeralds as he watches you unravel beneath him. You press your forehead against Eren’s and pull him into a deep kiss, moaning into his mouth as you finish riding out the waves of ecstasy.

“You are so beautiful, my love.” He kisses you once more, before pulling you into a warm embrace under the comforter. “I love you…” is the last thing you hear before drifting off in his arms. You both silently hope he gets to hold you like this forever.

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[arlertdarling]

❥ YOU’RE HIDING SOMETHING, AREN’T YOU? — eren jaeger x gn!reader, modern au, domestic/roommates, fluff, ambiguous relationship, lowk himbo!eren tbh, rewatching aot (again) and it’s mentioned that eren’s ears go red when he’s lying/hiding something so !! i needed to write this lol. enjoy!

the weight of the day is already slipping from your shoulders as you make your way through the door. your movements are sluggish but automatic as you go through the familiar motions of shutting and locking the door behind you. a sigh leaves you as you lean against the nearest wall, letting the warmth of your apartment pull you into its embrace.

“you’re home early,” eren says with a crooked grin, running a hand over his hair, slightly messy and barely sustained in its low ponytail.

you raise your brow as you slide off your bag and remove your coat. “uh, am i?” you laugh through your nose as you hang up your things. “it’s six, eren. the usual time i’m back?” his mouth opens in an ‘o’ shape, making you laugh again as you toe off your shoes. “what’s with that face? you hit your head on the way here or something?”

he smiles lazily and rubs his neck. “must’ve lost track of time, i guess.”

you rummage through your bag, taking out your phone and your leftover drink from today’s lunch. “oh!” you turn around and point your bottle at eren. “i need to go to your room for a sec. i think i left my charger in there.” you move to make your way down the hall, only to find that eren is in front of you. you look at him expectantly. “you mind?” you say, gesturing for him to move.

“well, actually,” eren starts, taking a step back, “could you maybe... not go in my room?”

since you and eren are so comfortable with one another, this is the first time he’s asked you this; you’re used to just walking in and out of each other’s rooms, sometimes without even knocking. “how come?” you smirk. “you know i don’t care if you have porn tabs open on your laptop.”

eren scoffs. “i’ll just get the charger for you.” he heads for his room and you follow him until he suddenly stops, causing you to bump into him.

“what’s up?” you say, peering around him.

he pats your head. “uh, nothing. just stay here.” he opens his bedroom door and slides in through a gap that he can just barely fit through. there’s some shuffling from inside before he slips out again, the same way he entered.

“here you go,” he says, handing you your charger.

there’s a tense pause as you say your thanks and eye eren suspiciously; you decide to say what’s on your mind. “why are you acting so weird?”

eren looks just as confused as you are. “i’m not.”

as you’re staring at him, still not entirely convinced, you spot something interesting poking out from under his dark hair. oh. “you’re hiding something, aren’t you?” you pry, smile turning mischievous and cat-like.

“what? no,” he denies instantly. his features are steady, but weaken under the pressure of your stare and the shrinking proximity between you. “what makes you think that?”

he’s a decent liar, you’ll give him that much; it’s too bad he has a very obvious and uncontrollable tell.

you lean in and tug on his ear lobe playfully. “just this,” you say, the pink skin blooming white between your thumb and forefinger. though you wouldn’t call yourself a sadist or anything, you take some delight in seeing eren wince and hunch over as you gently pull on his ear.

“come on, just lay off, will you?” eren pleads. “i seriously don’t know what you’re talking about.”

as if on cue, a noise resounds from behind eren’s door, muffled but so obvious in what it is that it would be impossible not to recognise it — and eren recognises that you recognise it and his ear only grows hotter under your touch. in a show of mercy, you let go, but your smile is wider than ever as you watch the cogs in eren’s head turn, trying to think of something to say.

all he can manage is a scoff. “noisy neighbours, am i right?”

you hum. “and are the noisy neighbours the reason you have dog fur on your shirt?”

blue-green eyes guiltily fall to his chest to find that his shirt is, in fact, covered in dog fur, black and copper-coloured strands clinging to the fibres. he opens his mouth to say something, only for the sound of a dog barking to interrupt again, making him swallow whatever excuse or premature confession was about to fall off his tongue.

you’re in his room a moment later, face to face with the source of all the noise. your arms are folded across your chest in a show of disapproval, but you’re smiling at the sight of eren and the german shepherd in his arms. you have no idea how he planned on hiding such a big ass dog from you when you literally live with him, but you figure that there’s no point in asking since he probably hadn’t thought that far ahead.

“you know we’re not allowed animals,” you tell him.

eren sighs. “yeah, i know,” he says, pushing some hair out of his face as the dog noses at his arm.

“so–” you stop and chuckle, half-entertained and half-incredulous. “where did you even– like, where did it even come from, eren? did you just find it on the street or...” your eyes widen. “oh my god, you idiot, don’t tell me you fucking stole–”

“no! what the hell?” eren exclaims. “of course i didn’t. why would you assume that?”

you grin and shrug. “seems like something you might do.”

eren scowls at you. “whatever,” he mutters, focusing back on the dog in his lap for a moment before his gaze flickers back up to you. “for the record, he’s not an ‘it’. his name is duxi.”

“you’ve named it?” for a second, you just gape at him, tempted to laugh, but you let out a sigh instead. “‘ren, you know we can’t keep him.”

“yes, i know,” he groans, “but i’ve already promised reiner that i would look after him while he’s in germany.”

“you... eren.” you groan. “did you just forget that this isn’t only your apartment?” you scold. “and that we’re also not allowed pets? jesus, eren.” you rub the bridge of your nose, frustrated; you have no idea how someone can be so impulsive. “how long is he in germany for?”

eren thinks for a moment. “uh, a week, i think he said? yeah.”

you sigh again, heavier this time. “a week,” you repeat to yourself, rubbing a hand down your face as you take a moment to think it over. eren is staring at you the entire time, bracing himself for your response. “alright,” you finally say and crouch down to be at eye-level with eren. “i think we can keep our furry little stowaway a secret until then,” you say, scratching the panting canine’s back. “but he’s gotta be on his best behaviour. no barking, no shoe-eating and no piss, shit or dog food all over the place.”

eren’s attention has shifted entirely to duxi, squishing his patchy face and cooing at him, as if your approval was the only thing he had heard. “oi.” you give him a stern look. “capiche, dog whisperer? i want verbal confirmation.”

eren rolls his eyes at you with a distracted grin. “yeah, yeah, mucho comprende or whatever.”

you pay no mind to his half-assed response, standing up and sighing for what must be the hundredth time today. “okay. good.” you’re on your way out to finally, finally go to your room when you take a calculated stop in the doorway. “oh, and for the record,” you say, catching eren’s attention and making sure to give him your sweetest smile, “you’re on clean-up duty.”

eren laughs like you’re joking, not realising that you’re smiling for an entirely different reason. “not for the whole week though, right?” when you don’t answer, his grin falters. “right?”

the look on eren’s face is all the compensation you need for any trouble that this dumb decision of his might cause you — that and the satisfaction of knowing you won’t be responsible for cleaning up any animal excrement for the next seven days, unlike eren.

maybe you are a sadist after all. just a little bit.

#divider by benkeibear #aot fic #aot x reader #aot x y/n #aot x you #aot fluff #eren yaeger fluff #eren jaeger fluff #eren yaeger x reader #eren jaeger x reader #eren yaeger x you #eren jaeger x you #x reader #x reader fluff #x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #{♡} juno writes !!

[luxesiren]

⸻ 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐄; aot boys x black reader

(❅) synopsis; the aot boys reacting to you asking if they wanna kiss under the mistletoe, headcanons

(❅) warnings; black fem!reader, uses she/her pronouns, fluff, minor swearing, pet names (darling, mamas, ma, baby, etc.), implied smut, mentions of smoking

(❅) author’s notes; merry christmas to everyone and a happy holidays for anyone who doesn’t celebrate christmas, i hope you’re having a good day and i just wanted to share this little piece with you to brighten your day!

𝘼𝙍𝙈𝙄𝙉 𝘼𝙍𝙇𝙀𝙍𝙏

my baby. soft baby and i love him so much

he would be the first to ask you if you wanna kiss under the mistletoe, he would be very nervous since it’s your first christmas together.

you guys would be in your matching pajamas and he would have a nervous smile painted on his face.

“hey baby!” you said with a smile.

you noticed he was hiding something behind his back, blush covering his cheeks, he pulled the mistletoe from behind his back and held it above you guys’ head.

“wanna kiss under the mistletoe?” he would ask with a small smile.

you nodded enthusiastically, never kissing underneath the mistletoe before and you’ve always wanted to.

“oh baby, of course i would!” you said. armin would place the mistletoe over his head and then pull you closer by your waist and kiss you softly.

your arms wrapping around his shoulders and pulling him closer with a loving sigh.

his eyes closed and throwing the mistletoe behind him and dipping you and kissing you deeper.

you pulled back with a laugh, “gosh, i love you baby!”

“i love you more. merry christmas!”

𝙅𝙀𝘼𝙉 𝙆𝙄𝙍𝙎𝘾𝙃𝙏𝙀𝙄𝙉

jean loves christmas traditions, he just won’t admit it.

you would deliberately pull him under the mistletoe and point up.

he would look at you confused before looking up and blushing profusely, he would be nervous but also a little bit confident.

“jean, baby, you good?” you would ask when he would look at you in silence.

“you wanna kiss? under the mistletoe? with me?” he would ask, pointing at himself.

you would roll your eyes playfully and smile, “of course! who else would i be kissing?”

jean would laugh and pick you up by your thick thighs causing you to yelp and wrap your arms and legs around him.

“mama, i just wanted to confirm so i can brag to eren that i kissed someone underneath the mistletoe and he didn’t.” he said with a smirk.

you rolled your eyes and pulled him into a kiss, you arms pulling him closer and his arms resting in the small of your back.

jean would kiss you for hours on end under the mistletoe just because he’s never done it and of course, he wanted to brag to eren.

“merry christmas, mama. i love you.”

“jean, sweetheart, i love you and merry christmas.”

𝙀𝙍𝙀𝙉 𝙅𝙀𝘼𝙂𝙀𝙍

eren would think the whole thing is corny.

“you really don’t wanna kiss me under the mistletoe?” you would ask with an arched brow.

“nah, ma. that shit is corny.” he brushed it off.

you crossed your arms with a roll of your eyes, you went to sit down and eren followed you.

“ma, im sorry.” he said. “we can do it, i didn’t mean to make you upset.”

you would ignore him and he would pull the mistletoe from behind his back and hold it over your head.

when he saw that it wasn’t working, he would put his santa hat on his head and lean closer to you, “cmon ma, i wanna kiss you.”

you glance over to him and sighed with a small smile, you would place your hands on the side of his face and pull him into a kiss.

he would keep the mistletoe above your head as he kissed you lovingly, pulling you into his lap with a smile.

you would pull back with a grin, “thank you, ren, baby. i love you.”

“i love you too, ma. whatchu think about keeping this mistletoe up and i kiss all over this pretty body, yeah?”

you rolled your eyes playfully as he laid you down and started to pull off you pants, “only you would make a cute tradition nasty.”

he laughed loudly, “merry christmas, baby.”

“merry christmas, ren.”

𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙉𝙄𝙀 𝙎𝙋𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙍

connie would think it’s the funniest thing ever but he would do it.

“con! you wanna kiss me under the mistletoe?”

he laughed loudly in response, “holy shit. people do that?” he would ask after he’s done laughing.

“yes, you goofy idiot.” you said, trying not to laugh at him laughing.

he would look up at the mistletoe and chuckle before pulling you close to him, puckering his lips as a joke and making you laugh.

“connnn, be serious.” you laughed.

he smiled softly at your laugh and he would kiss your cheek before actually kissing your lips.

your arms wrapped around his waist and kissing him deeply, all your love for this goofy man being poured into the kiss.

your first christmas with connie was the best you could’ve asked for, you wouldn’t have changed it for the world.

he would pull back and place a final kiss on your neck before pulling the mistletoe down and looking at it. “you sure we can’t smoke this?”

“connie, please!” you bursted into a fit of giggles, connie looking at you seriously.

“what?! i’m serious!” he said.

“cmon let’s go smoke this last blunt.”

connie followed you and wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed your cheek, “merry christmas, mamas.”

“merry christmas, con, baby.”

𝙍𝙀𝙄𝙉𝙀𝙍 𝘽𝙍𝘼𝙐𝙉

you would bring reiner to christmas with your family and they would love him

he wouldn’t resist asking you to kiss him under the mistletoe in front of everyone.

“darling, you wanna kiss under the mistletoe?” he would ask and you would blush at his chivalry.

all your aunties loved him and started shouting, “you betta kiss him before i do.”

he laughed and pulled you closer to him, you went with him and grabbed onto his shoulders.

you stood on your toes and kissed his lips while the mistletoe rested above you, all your family cheering and clapping like it was the best they’d ever seen.

his arms pulling you closer and kissing you with all his love. you patted his chest and pulled back with a smile, “my dad will kill you if you start tonguing me down.”

he looked over to see your dad looking at him with evil intent, he waved shyly and looked over at you, “good thing, i already told him that you’re it for me.”

“yeah? reiner, honey, i love you.”

“i love you too. merry christmas, darling.”

“merry christmas, honey.”

© 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐡𝟒𝐥𝐥 | do not steal, copy, or repost to other websites like wattpad, tiktok, or ao3. reblogs and comments are appreciated!

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[leehoney0]

Always!

Female reader . Fluff . Suggestive

Nail tech reader who drags eren around nail supply stores,telling him in detail about what products are for what! and what she plans on using them for.

Nail tech reader jumping on eren to show him your cart full of supplies,kisses with a cute smile on your face hoping he will give in and buy it for you.he always does but it’s make you feel better asking!

Nail tech reader loving when eren massages your back and hands after finishing a sets with your client,he’d help you clean up and set up anything for your next client,he always know where things go back!

Nail tech reader hearing your clients gossip about the cute boy they saw outside bringing you Starbucks,hearts full of jealousy that such a handsome man was giving you undivided attention.

Nail tech reader being so happy that eren bought something for your work,showing you the charms he bought and acrylic that was sooo expensive you made sure his night was magical.

Nail tech reader asking eren to let you practice on him,he never turned you down unless he had work that day,showing off your work on his insta,tagging your account on his story,personal and nail account so people knew he was yours!

Nail tech reader always having her nails done,eren always choosing your next set,he loves how better the scratches felt on his back with your nails being done.

Nail tech reader apologizing for smelling like chemicals but eren never cared about that he just wanted to hug and kiss you all day long and a chemical would not stop that!

Nail tech reader kissing eren as he shows you the decoration he found for your nail room!,he would help you set it up,smiling proud about how it fit in your space so well.

Nail tech reader who hears Eren talk to his buddies about how proud and far you’ve come and how he would never leave your side.days being hard on you but eren always brought your mood back up.

Nail tech reader being surprised eren was thinking so hard on your next set,you being unaware about the ring he had hidden in your shared room,he loved your work and choosing one for your engagement was very important to him!

For my nail tecs out there ,as one myself I had to write something for us even if you aren’t or are heading towards that path hope you enjoy.also wish I had a boyfriend who supports my passions :( also I feel my nails are never done being a nail tec:/

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[kentosbabes]

Collage football player Eren who's the star golden boy of the school. He's on the football team, good grades and a large group of friends who follow him round like lost puppies. All he needed was the perfect girlfriend to finish off his golden image. you

Ever since Eren saw you in his math class, glasses falling down your nose, brows furrowed, pieces of hair falling down framing your face, he knew he had to have you.

You weren't the most popular girl in school, you had your group of friends you had decent grades and what you consider a normal life. But to Eren you were perfect, and he was quick to make you his.

Once you both settle into the relationship Eren is eager to claim you and show you off making sure everyone knows your his and he is yours. He walks you to your classes and becomes attached to you by the hip. His hands always placed possessively on your back as you walk through the hallways, his chin high knowing he's accomplished everything he wanted.

Eren ensured your first time was perfect with petals and candles after an expensive day out.

Eren invites you to all his games making sure there's time for a quickie in the lockeroom before the game for "good luck". Your in the crowd at the front row with his jersey and the 'titans' team colours pained on your cheeks shouting his name. Of course he wins the final scoring point winning the match for the team. Once the games over he's running to you with a cheesy smile picking you up and carrying you over the barrier onto the pitch while you place kisses all over his face in your giggly state.

and he loves it. he loves you.

part 2

Masterlist

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[cupidzgf]

☁︎‎‎‧₊˚ EREN JEAGER - you celebrate eren's birthday in bed

contents: older eren, no titans au (that's why he's happy in this 😭), fluff. that's it

The sun peeked through the curtains, dazzling rays of light dancing over the sleeping figure beside you. He's curled in the thin bed sheets, his muscle-crafted back glimmering under the morning sun, slow, even breaths leaving his parted lips. He looked peaceful like this, like the weight of the world was lifted from his shoulders, with messy brown hair tousled across the nape of his neck.

Eren was the epitome of beauty and all things divine. The very definition of such elegant words- the color in black and white. Even then, they did nothing to justify the sincerity in his smile pulling taught at his cheeks, the mirth marred in his voice whenever he teased, or the ever-creeping darkness in his eyes when they happened to gain a faraway sheen. It was those very things that no poetry or painting could ever capture. Only the memory seared into the back of your eyelids could merely hope to do it justice.

"Hey," his voice rasped, a low and rough sound, "What are you doin' up, sweetheart?"

You softly smiled, resting your chin on his chest while sleepy eyes blinked down at you, long, dark eyelashes framing the bluish/green of his sparkling irises. "Happy birthday."

He grinned, his vibrant eyes flashing in the morning light. Then, it twists into something mischievous as his hands latch onto your hips, pulling over his shirtless body so his mouth can find yours within seconds. His lips molded with yours in a passion that couldn't be rivaled and furious enough to send your head spinning. It takes a moment for you to gather your bearings before you lean in with equal vigor, letting him indulge in the pleasures of your body.

His kiss slips from your mouth, wet lips trailing down your jaw to your neck, where he makes a point to suckle the skin, tongue cruising over what you imagine was a blotchy purple hickey. His advancements do not falter, however, lips pressing and tongue swirling over various spots on your neck, leaving a dark splotch over your pulse point where you're whining into Eren's skin. He presses an apologetic kiss on the area once he's finished, his smile curling into a grin against your skin. You lift your head to get a better look at his reaction, finding him already staring at you with an expression shadowed by lust.

"Couldn't ask for a better present, wrapped up so pretty for me in these sheets. You're just begging to be opened, aren't you?" Your cheeks and nose are painted in a coloration vastly different from the rest of your skin, a low chuckle escaping his vocal cords at your embarrassment.

His eyes wander shamelessly down your body draped in nothing but blankets and a tee shirt, a murmur escaping his lips so silent you almost missed it. "Happy birthday to me."

You bury your face back into his torso to escape his reaction, and a hand rubs along the length of your spine in soothing circles as if to show you his appreciation. "I got you a present if you want it now."

"You spoil me, love," he chuckles, the sound reverberating in his chest before his voice falls to a hush, imploring you to take his following words to heart. "But there isn't anything I could want besides you."

©2023 cupidzgf. do not copy, translate, modify, or repost my content onto other sites without my permission

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[lagom-7116]

Pay Attention to me

Paring: Eren Yeager x Reader

Warning(s): fem!reader, praise, teasing, oral sex, biting, soft.

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It's late in the afternoon and you finally have some free time, you planned on playing MK11 on your newly repaired Nintendo switch lite. You were determined to finish the entire story mode in one sitting, nothing was going to stop you from doing so!

Your boyfriend of 5 years, Eren, would bring you food and water every time you asked. He himself found it amusing at how determined you are to beat your game, he knew you've been wanting to do this for awhile.

But that didn't mean he was accepting of your attention being off of him for so long.

"You have three days off, you could always finish your game tomorrow." Eren was laid between your thighs as you continued to mash buttons, determined to win what ever fight you've come across.

"But I want to do it today, right now." You've been waiting forever to have the chance to do this, video games were something you never played about.

Though they were supposed to be a stress reliever....

"Every time you play those games, I feel like I don't matter to you." He puts on a fake, over dramatic pout.

"Cry about it." You were dead serious.

He drops his head between your thighs and you continue to ignore him and play your game. Time passes by and you're on the final chapter, you need to focus if you're gonna win. This is it, this is where your hard work will pay off. Nothing was about to take you away from this. Nothing.

Until...

"Eren! What the hell, stop!" You try and close your legs but can't due to his head being in the way.

"You better pay attention to your game, you don't wanna lose. Do you?" Cocky bastard, as if he wasn't just biting your thighs.

"You better not cost me my win." You grit your teeth, just what the hell was he playing at?

Eren rolls his eyes and puts his focus on your cunt. You were only in a t-shirt and panties, any other clothes would've prevented you from playing the best you can. He starts to lick at the blue fabric, soaking it with his saliva.

"Fuck- Eren!" You could have sex later, you need to finish this game.

Anything you say is going in one ear and out the other, this was the consequences of your actions. That's how he sees it anyway,

He begins to suck on the soaked fabric, you jerk your hips into him. Just because you want him to stop doesn't mean it doesn't feel good.

He pulls away for a second, leaning back, he pulls your panties down and off your legs and throws them somewhere in the room. He gets back to business, licking your bare pussy. He focuses on your folds the most, avoiding your clit on purpose.

"Bastard." You're on the last fight, if only he could let up a bit.

He slips his tongue inside you, wiggling it around as if he can't taste enough of you. Kinda pathetic of him, but you keep that comment to yourself.

"Slut." You call him, your legs start to open wider due the pleasure getting to you.

He pulls his tongue out, "I should be saying that to you."

You ignore him and start mashing buttons even harder, you're winning.

All of a sudden he starts to suck on your clit and you abandon the game and throw the switch to the side. Your back starts to arch, your right hand goes and pulls at his hair while the left goes under your pillow to support you.

You're close, really close. You just need one more push.

And it comes.

He must've read your mind because he starts to swirl his tongue around as he continues to suck. You let out a high pitch moan and your whole body shakes. This has to be one of the best orgasms you've ever had. Behind a few others of course.

You fall back on the bed breathing heavily, Eren sits up on his knees and smirks down at your tired state. He runs his tongue over his lips.

"You can't be tired already, we've still got a long way to go." As he says this, your eyes travel down his body and stop to stare at the big tent in front of his pants.

Oh fuck-

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