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jaegersdevil · 9 months

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it's a bad idea, right? - eren jaeger

Ex!Eren x Fem!Reader

summary: seeing your ex after a night out… it’s a bad idea, right? cw: 18+, smut (afab!reader, unprotected sex, creampie), exes to lovers, swearing. w/c: 4.5k a/n: first time writing a ~proper~ smut, kinda bad, kinda fucking terrified to post but, we move 💪 olivia's new song is perfect for an exes to lovers whore such as myself, so i had to use it in a fic. enjoy :) masterlist

Despite having the same friends, you hadn’t seen or heard from your ex for 2 months. The break-up was mutual, something about growing apart and wanting different things. Sure, you were upset, devastated even, but something inside you that knew you’d hold him again. And somehow, that one sliver of hope had wrapped around your heart and held it hostage.

It’s how you found yourself at Moose with your two friends, Hitch and Annie, on the brink of passing out. The club’s multicoloured lights gave you a headache, and the generous amount of alcohol you had consumed an hour earlier started to wear off, but you continued to dance, laugh, and sing with the two girls.

You held your phone in your hand as you threw your arms in the air. The room was lively and had been the best night you’d had at Moose in the past few months (or maybe it was because you knew who would call you tonight…).

But when Hitch slapped you on the arm, and the phone in your hand started vibrating simultaneously, you had an inkling of who was calling.

“Don’t answer it,” Hitch yelled over the music, her eyes narrowed.

You shrugged and, without looking, declined the call. “Who was it?”

“Don’t act dumb,” She shook her head, still jumping around.

You rolled your lips between your teeth, and your heart started pounding faster. There was only one person who could elicit that tone from Hitch.

You kept a playful smile on your face, and it remained when your phone rang again. But, this time, you faced the screen toward your body so the girls wouldn’t see.

Eren’s name flashed on the screen, along with his contact photo: him with bedhead, shirtless, with the biggest smile on his face. Why his contact was still in your phone, with that specific photo, was beyond you, but all questions were out of your head when you turned around and left the dance floor without explanation.

Swiping right to answer, you brought your phone to your ear. “What?” It probably wasn’t the most polite thing to say, but you were half-drunk, and your feet hurt.

“Hi to you too, baby.”

The tone of his voice sent shivers down your spine. It was the first time you’d heard his voice in months.

“Eren,” You said, squeezing through groups to get to the bar. “Are you okay?”

“I’m great, actually, now that I’m talking to you.”

You could hear the smirk in his voice over the music, and that’s when you could tell you were in trouble. “What’s up?”

He hummed into the receiver, but you could barely catch it. “Wanna come over tonight?”

“Why?” You asked, but it was playful.

“I got a new place. Wanna give you a tour.”

“Do you? Well, where was this call, I don’t know, a month ago?”

Eren groaned into his phone. “Just come! Please, I miss you.”

You paused as you were adjusting your spot on the bar stool. “You want me to come over?”

“Do you want to come over?”

“Yes,” Your voice was breathless as you answered, and Eren’s soft laughter in the background wasn’t helping. “As friends.”

“Okay, yeah. I’ll text you the address, bestie,” He said. “Can’t wait to see you.”

And then he hung up. You knew what he wanted because you wanted it too.

Flashes of Eren played on a loop in your head: the last time you saw him, the first time, him smiling at you in that cocky way of his, his body on top of yours, his under yours… it was insanity.

“Why’d you leave?” Hitch shouted in your ear. You jumped, a guilty look on your face that you hoped she and Annie wouldn’t notice.

“I feel sick. I think I might go home,” You cringed at how the words came out of your mouth.

And when Annie side-eyed Hitch, you knew they knew you were lying.

“I’ll just get an Uber,” You unlocked your phone and clicked on the app, receiving a text from Eren simultaneously.

How convenient.

Typing in 843 Campanula Street, CS Apartments, you knew you should stop, but you couldn’t. A car popped up: 5 minutes away.

Getting up to leave, you knew they would follow you outside. So, you held Hitch’s hand and pulled her, who pulled Annie out of the crowd and out of the entrance. You adjusted your purse on your shoulder and stepped out into the warm night air.

“You should probably not see Eren tonight. You’re not in the right headspace,” Hitch said behind you. She knew you were lying about feeling sick, so you may as well play into it.

“Can’t two people reconnect?” You teased, glancing over your shoulder.

“Bullshit,” Annie stated boredly.

Blah, blah, blah… Eren, Eren, Eren…

“Listen, I only see him as a friend,” You rolled your eyes. “We’re done, we’re through, we’re never ever getting back together, okay?”

Hitch and Annie shared a look. You’d just told the biggest lie you’ve ever said.

“What’s the worst that could happen?” You looked down the road for your Uber.

Then Hitch choked out a laugh and Annie sighed. You furrowed your eyebrows.

“We just don’t want you to get hurt again,” Hitch said softly after she finished coughing.

You shook your head. “I won’t. Besides, I’m going straight home. I’ll ask him what’s up in the morning.”

Hitch nodded knowingly. “Yeah, okay. Have fun at home. Text us when you get there.”

Your Uber pulled up next to the curb. You smiled at Hitch and wrapped your arms around her neck. “See you.”

Turning toward Annie, you only grinned, making her look more bored. “Don’t be an idiot.”

You threw your hands up in defence. “I’m not. I’m going home.”

“Bye then,” Annie waved and turned to reenter the club. Hitch stayed a little longer to ensure the Uber left, waving enthusiastically after it.

You knew you should stop, but you couldn’t.

Fuck it, it’s fine.

—

When the elevator dinged, you stepped out onto the second floor. It was a nice complex with white walls, gold door handles, and dark, clean carpet, an upgrade from his previous apartment complex just off-campus.

The floor was quiet for a Saturday night, except for the bass from party music coming from the lower floor. The carpet was plush under your feet, and the hanging lights were gold too. Maybe you were more tipsy than you thought as you picked out details you would’ve before.

You saw nobody as you passed the first apartments. But, as you turned the corner of the hallway, Eren was standing in the doorway of the last apartment with a cocky grin.

“Hey,” he called. You looked around and hushed him. It was 1am, after all. “Pish, they’re probably all out anyway.”

You felt your face heat up when you got closer, feeling self-conscious in your party dress and shoeless feet. But you couldn’t stop looking at him. Somehow, in the last 2 months, Eren had gotten more attractive. His black t-shirt was taut against his chest and biceps. His hair was pulled back into its usual half-bun, but the pieces in the front made him look prettier. You swore you’d seen someone much hotter for your sanity, but nobody came to mind. God, he really encapsulated everything you’d ever want and need.

“Seeing you tonight… It’s a bad idea, right?” You giggled, swinging your heels in your hand.

“I’d say it’s the best idea ever, but depends on who you ask,” His eyes raked up your body as you walked toward him. “Besides, just friends, right?”

The dimple you’d missed appeared on his cheek as he smirked, and your confidence grew.

“We’re the best of friends,” At the sound of your voice so low and sultry, Eren blinked.

His tongue darted out to wet his bottom lip, and when you reached him, his hands wrapped around your shoulders, pulling your cheek flush against his chest. The action didn’t surprise you because you would do the same.

“Hi,” He whispered before pushing you away, his hands still on your shoulders.

You were going to speak, but your brain short-circuited. The rational side of your brain continuously asked you why, why, why, while the other side screamed at you to kiss him. It was a jumble of static and blah, blah, blah… Eren, Eren, Eren…

All you could think about was him.

Fuck it, it’s fine!

“Wanna show me,” You paused, flickering your eyes to his. The usual bright green of his eyes turned darker, and his grip on your shoulders tightened—his hands were burning your skin. “The apartment?”

This seemed to snap Eren out of his daze because he shook his head to rid his thoughts, then nodded, stepping back and widening the door to welcome you.

“Uh, yeah, so…” Eren stumbled, closing the door behind him. “This is the apartment.”

You walked inside, placing your purse on the granite kitchen counter and your heels on the floor.

“It’s lovely,” You muttered. From the couch to the posters and photos on the walls, it was so Eren, but it was mature. And it was lovely, different, attractive, but your attention wasn’t on the decor. It was on the owner of said decor, but you weren’t going to make that obvious yet.

Eren rubbed the back of his neck as he watched you look around the space: into the open-plan living room, down the small hallway to the bathroom and the spare bedroom, and then back into the kitchen and to the lone door on the other side of the living room.

“Your bedroom?” You asked, your voice light. You weren’t giving anything away yet. It was risky being here in the first place. There were reasons why you broke up, but you didn’t care at that moment. This was more fun than ignoring each other.

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” Eren teased, breaking out of his frozen state to meet you at the door.

The air was charged like it used to be, but you dismissed it, making a beeline for the couch—a large L-shaped black leather lounge. As soon as you sat down, all the aching in your back dissipated as you sunk deeper into the throw cushions. You groaned in relaxation, propping your feet up.

“Why do you always get the comfiest couches?” You closed your eyes. “S’not fair.”

Eren didn’t say anything as you shuffled around to get comfortable, pulling the hem of your dress down your legs. He looked at the clock on the wall in the kitchen. 01:47.

“You tired, hm?” He asked, and you nodded, pretending to yawn. Eren narrowed his eyes when you did so. He’d seen that action before, the lesser version of your actual yawn—he’d seen the real one too many times to know when you were faking.

“Guess I’ll take you home then.”

Your eyes snapped open, and you shook your head. But when you saw Eren, a cocky smirk rested on his face, much like when you arrived.

“I knew you were faking,” He laughed, stalking toward you. You pouted and looked up at him, your gaze catching his for a second before you looked away.

“A more detailed tour, please,” You reached out your hand, and Eren pulled you up.

The momentary touch of skin on skin was enough to fry your brain for a few minutes as you mechanically followed him into the bathroom, where you washed your face with his face wash, then into the spare bedroom to look at the view from the window, and finally, into Eren’s bedroom off the living room.

Nothing was said as you entered, but the smell of his room was the same as it had always been—it was just in a different space without you to experience it. Cedar, geranium, bergamot, apple. It was the scent you bought him for his 19th birthday 4 years ago when you first started dating. You were stepping into a time machine, and all the emotions that came with it hit you in the face.

You willed yourself not to cry as you turned your back to him to look over his desk. You ignored the few extra things he’d gathered without you in the two months you’d be apart, but it was all the same. It was Eren.

“You like it?” He mumbled, the heat on your back making sense. You didn’t realise how close he was standing until he spoke, his hands on the desk beside you, caging you in.

“It’s very you, Ren. The whole thing,” You spun around, your hips against his. “I really like it.”

He smiled in relief and let his eyes wander your expression, recounting every mark, pore, scar on your face that he had memorised. It was all the same. You were still you.

“I’m glad,” He breathed. “Thanks, bestie.”

But you didn’t laugh. Your eyes were focused on his mouth. The realisation made Eren lick his lips again, but you noticed they twitched with anticipation this time.

“This okay?” You whispered, slowly wounding your arms around his neck and pushing your hips harder against his.

“You’re kidding, right?” He smirked, gaining his confidence back. His hands slid from the desk to your hips, and he leaned closer, breaths mixing, lips lingering. “I missed you so fucking much.”

Eren’s lips brushed yours as he spoke. And you almost caved. Your fingers played with the loose hairs of his half-bun, and the action reminded you that you’d done this before, more than you could count—but never in the situation you were in right then.

“Fuck it.”

You don’t know who made the first move, but soon Eren was swiping everything off his desk and onto the floor so he could lift you onto his desk. You spread your legs apart and locked your ankles around his hips, pulling him closer. The kisses were sloppy and hasty, making up for lost time. You smiled when he began pushing the hem of your dress higher, his teeth tapping yours as he grinned too.

Panting into each other’s mouths, you slid your hands down his chest and into the waistband of his sweatpants.

“I want these off,” You mumbled, getting your nails under his briefs and pulling them down with his pants.

“Well, I want this off,” Eren laughed, reaching behind you to fiddle with the zipper on the back. The sudden exposure of your back to the hot air of his bedroom sent goosebumps over your skin.

The front of your dress began to loosen, and soon, Eren pulled away from you, his hands carefully dragging the straps of your dress down your arms. His sweats were halfway down his legs, and his briefs sat awkwardly over his ass, but he couldn’t care less, not when you looked the way you did.

The more you reflect on that night, the more you disagree. The thought of being in a club not an hour ago left you feeling gross and probably smelling gross too. But at that moment, you didn’t care because you were with him, in his new room and apartment, and all you could think about was him.

Blah, blah, blah… Eren, Eren, Eren…

Eren laughed breathlessly at the sight of your tits, and when your dress was at your waist, he cupped them with his palms. “Fuck, I missed you.”

Blah, blah, blah… Eren, Eren, Eren…

When Eren leaned down to press kisses to your neck, you reached your hands to play with his hair again. “I… missed you… too.”

“Tell me what you want,” He breathed heavily into the space under your ear when he heard you struggle around the words.

You whined in response, tilting your head back.

He laughed lowly. “I know you know how to use your words, pretty girl.”

The pet name caused a moan to escape your throat, and soon you were clenching around nothing. Your mind was far away, head in the clouds, from being with him like this again. “You…”

“Where?” He pulled away from your neck, his lips plump. “Where do you want me?”

“Eren…” You frowned, eyes half-lidded as you looked at him. Eren’s eyes retraced your expression, his hands brushing stray strands from your face.

A cheeky grin spread across his cheeks. “You’re so damn cute.”

“Everywhere,” You finalised, leaning up to capture his lips with yours.

Eren got the message and wrapped his large hands under your thighs to pick you up. Your legs remained around him as he expertly approached the bed without looking.

“Gotten a lot of practice at that?” You joked, breathless.

But, Eren shook his head and kissed your cheek. “There’s only ever been you.”

The thought brought heat to your ears, cheeks, and body, and soon, you were burning. “Me too.”

“Fuck,” He half-laughed, half-groaned, laying you on the bed. Eren gave you a crazy grin before he opened his mouth, biting your shoulder. You tried to push him away, giggling, but you never forgot his strength. He went down your body, pulling your dress down your legs as he went, leaving open-mouthed kisses on your stomach. Gripping the sheets, you arched, keening into him, chasing the buzz of his lips and the feverish marks they leave. But before he reached your underwear, he sat back his heels and pulled his shirt over his head by the back collar—like he always did.

There was nothing to be shy about, you’d done this a thousand times with him, but you placed a hand on your torso nonetheless. When Eren noticed this, he furrowed his eyebrows.

“Nuh, uh, no being shy around me,” he whispered and picked your hand up, holding it as he leaned over you. You quickly spread your legs to make room for him between them, and he wasted no time filling the space, tucking his other arm underneath your shoulders and lifting you up so your chests were flush. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen and will ever see, understand? Us not being together doesn’t change that.”

You sighed, tears springing in the corners of your eyes. Maybe it was the moment or the weeks of not speaking to the one man you trusted with your life, but you couldn’t help the words that tumbled out next.

“I love you,” You mumbled, lifting your free hand up to fun through his hair, pulling the rest out of the bun.

Eren smiled a tender smile you knew all too well, which he reserved for you during moments like this. “And I love you. I’m gonna show you how much, okay? Will you let me do that?” Eren’s voice was soft and warm, your skin ablaze, and your heart grew tenfold.

You nodded, searching his eyes with your own. All you saw was tenderness, infatuation, and everything you had grown accustomed to in the last 4 years. You pressed your lips against him in a quick peck in response to his original question.

Eren laid your body back onto the bed, trailing his hand down your side and into your underwear. You gasped at the coldness of his fingers as they dragged through your slit.

“So wet, baby,” Two of his fingers started rubbing circles around your clit, making you arch into him. “Miss me?”

“I thought we’d already established that, Jaeger… shit,” You squeezed your eyes shut when he pushed two fingers into you.

“Don’t get sassy with me. You know how that goes,” Eren smirked, watching you fall apart from just his fingers.

“Eren, don’t—oh fuck,” You moaned as soon as you felt his fingers go precisely where they needed to, his thumb on your clit. He knew you inside out, and you knew he was getting off on that thought.

Pure white pleasure set fire to your insides as you climaxed, though the embarrassment of cumming so hard on just his fingers never came. Because it always ended like this.

You looked down at your hips, where his hand was inside your underwear, and nearly blacked out from the sheer familiarity of your first time with him. “Take those off right now. We are not repeating our first time.”

Eren barked a laugh, shaking his head as he pulled them down your legs. “I thought it’d be cute,” He mumbled.

“Get up here,” You scolded, but the demand was lazy and playful, making Eren want you more (if possible).

He climbed up your body again, his pants and briefs on the floor, as his cock rested against your stomach when he kissed you. There was no time to be wasted, not when you’d waited months for this to feel him again. You always knew you would hold him again.

Eren sat up, and you wrapped your hand around his cock, lazily pumping him a few times. He was hot and heavy in your fist, and the feeling was delicious. “I haven’t even touched you yet,” You giggled.

His eyes found your core, where you were dripping onto his dark sheets and clenching nothing, and the sight made Eren moan and screw his eyes closed. “It’s just you… fuck Y/n.”

And then you took your hand off him, and Eren’s jaw fell open, looking down at you.

“C’mon,” He whined, and you shook your head, laying back on his bed.

“Fuck me, Eren.”

At your crude words, Eren bit his bottom lip to stop his smile. “Yes, ma’am.”

He hovered over you, his hair brushing your cheeks as he looked down to guide himself into you. He ran his cock through your folds a few times, causing you to jolt, before he sunk the tip into you.

The stretch was like coming home after a long time away, burning with slight pain before the pleasure took over. You welcomed him back into you. Circling your arms around his neck, you buried your hands in his dark locks, pulling the way you knew he loved.

“Jesus,” Eren cursed lowly when he bottomed out; the sensation of you around him was one he’d never forget. “You good?”

“Yeah, baby,” You squeezed his sides with your knees, dragging your nails softly along his scalp. He didn’t move for a beat, eyes trained on your nose's scrunch and relieved smile.

“Good girl,” He whispered, pecking your lips as he rocked in and out of you. Your hands pulled at his hair harder than before, and he groaned into your lips, your mouths touching but not kissing. “You’re so tight, fuck.”

And when he picked up his pace, you cried out into his mouth, the feeling and sound of his body on top of yours familiar and obscene. Above you, Eren made the pretty sounds you’d once begged to hear again. And soon, perhaps too soon, your stomach twisted into a coil again, his thrusts becoming too much when he continually hit that one spot like he always did. His voice became rough and desperate, panting your name before the volume increased.

Words tumbled out of his mouth sloppily, curses and jumbled questions, and your name. His usual deep groans turned to whimpers, and the sound made you reach your high faster.

“Close?’” Eren asked, running a hand down your body to find your clit, fingers slippery as they circled quick.

“Mmhm, yeah,” You mumbled, nodding sporadically and arching your body to mould to his, his name falling from your lips like a prayer.

And then, the coil in your stomach snapped, and the white-hot flash that burned you from inside set you ablaze. Your body opened up for him, and Eren chased to meet you at the top, his movements becoming sloppy as he fucked you through your high. You’re too sensitive, warm, and wet, but Eren came inside, filling you fully.

He groaned deep into your ear, shuddering, and at that moment, you vowed to never let him go again.

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After your activities last night, Eren gave you his favourite t-shirt and wrapped you up nice and tight in his sheets. You kissed him repeatedly, making promises under the blanket of night, the moon your witness. Never again would you leave, not when you knew him like you did, when you’d spent four years of your life moulding to each other. You cried, Eren cried, you laughed, he held you, you flicked his forehead, he tickled you. It was like you’d never said the words that caused the downward spiral of your life in the first place.

Reaching over to grab your phone off the bedside table, your notifications were filled with messages on messages from your group chat with Hitch and Annie, and… Reiner?

07:24 Hitch: Where are you?????? Answer pls!!!!

07:59 Annie: Y/n istg

08:50 You: Sorry I was asleep

08:50 Hitch: Thank god

08:51 Hitch: We’re gonna facetime rn

You groaned and turned your head toward a sleeping Eren. His hair was all over the place, his face innocent and soft, his skin golden and back bare. He was all you could ever want and more.

You slowly lifted the charcoal grey duvet to swing your legs out and sat up. Your entire body ached, and your legs shook as you stood up. Stifling a laugh of embarrassment, you tiptoed out of his room, careful of the one creaking floorboard he’d warned you about the night before.

It wasn’t until you got to the living room that your phone vibrated with an incoming group Facetime.

“Hi,” You said tiredly, trying to block as much background as possible; they knew your apartment better than you did.

“Good morning,” Hitch glared through the screen. Annie said nothing.

“What happened to your neck? Hm?” The brunette asked, her voice accusatory.

You moved toward the couch, sitting on the lush black leather, tucking a pillow behind your back. “Oh, I tripped and fell—”

“Yeah, into Eren’s bed,” Annie cut you off.

Hitch muffled a laugh, and you stared at her in disbelief.

Your mouth opened and closed with no sound. “No?” You visibly cringed when the usual statement came out as a question.

“Y/n!” Hitch yelled, a smile taking over her false scold. Annie rolled her eyes with a hint of a smirk. Then, all that could be heard was laughter.

“Well, at least you’re okay. I mean, it’s just Eren,” Hitch giggled. You smiled at her, grateful for your friends.

“Oh! Reiner texted me too,” You suddenly remembered seeing his name on your lock screen.

“Reiner?” The confusion in Hitch’s voice matched the thoughts in your mind. Why would Reiner text you privately?

You clicked around your phone until you opened Reiner’s message.

02:49 Reiner: i’m happy for u and all, but pls stfu

But you couldn't find it in yourself to care, even after the realisation that all your friends knew you'd slept together washed over you. Because all you cared about was him.

Blah, blah, blah… Eren, Eren, Eren…

a/n: prologue

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dahliaes · 2 days

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HI HI!!!! Okay so for this moodboard event i’ll focus a little more on the future family cause you already know about me and eren’s lore now!!

So me and Eren ofc met in freshman year of college in a shared class, where we first became friends (with feelings) and then after a few months of pining we confessed and started dating!! He quickly became my shoulder to cry on and I was to him (he has a very big soft spot for me), and we just bonded very deeply very fast. Senior year we move in together and when we graduate he helps support me while I further my education!! 2 years into it we have accidentally get pregnant but accept it with open arms because we both think we’re ready (and I trust eren and everyone around us to help while I’m busy working and in school!! We have a village to support us !!) Eren is so good through pregnancy and helps take care of me while I try to manage everything going on. He likes kissing and talking to my tummy and eventually near the end of the pregnancy likes to put headphones on it and play heavy metal (to indoctrinate the little one into enjoying his music from birth. Our first baby’s name is Carla, named after Eren’s mama who is NOT dead in this modern au!!! She comes over and babysits for us when we’re both busy, and she’s one of our biggest supporters with the baby ;; So are Mika and Armin and everyone else!! Sometimes they all come over to help!

But the times when its just us alone with her, when we can all be together and be a little family together are the best. Eren blows little raspberries in her tummy and makes her giggle, and I nuzzle my face against hers and kiss her all over her face and together we make sure she grows up feeling so loved. Eren especially falls deeper in love after having the baby too, because the person he loves the most gave him another person to love and he’s so enamored by it. When she gets a little older we take turns feeding her new foods like carrot puree or yogurt and we celebrate her firsts and take her on walks on the beach and do tummy time. We have such a cute little family together, and our really different aesthetics results in a baby thats a mix of the two! My japanese y2k type aesthetic with his punk metal aesthetic make a baby that wears cute frilly clothes and falls asleep to hard rock. I think we have a very cute and happy little family, even with our struggles!! And Carla will get to grow up in a nice and loving family :D (with three younger siblings eventually)

HAIII FOREST :3 i loveeeee your selfship with eren and i was soo excited to hear more about your babies i LOVE BABY CARLA SO MUCH WAHH anyways!!! i had so much fun making this lil moodboard and im so excited to make the next one <33

HMMM WHAT DO YOU THINK!!!!! i think its soft and pretty just like your little family w mr eren <33 hes so cute w the little baby isnt he jdkxjsksk surprise song 🙊🙊

EEK THANK YOU SM FOR PARTICIPATING IT MEANS SM ILY FOREST <33

#eeeeek!!!!!!#love love love #moot.forest #dahlias events <3 #moodboard <3 #asks <3

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eaeulfl · 5 months

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After finishing season 3 part 2 my favorites are now:

1. Sasha/Jean I can’t choose. They probably got the biggest and the best character developments so far, and all while they were still fifteen. I hope they get more screen time in season 4

2. Blank because 1 has two people

3. Hange is awesome. For me she’s definitely one of the smartest and wisest characters in the series, alongside Pyxis and Erwin

4. Connie/Levi. Somehow I still feel we haven’t seen much of Connie so far compared to the others but I have a soft spot for him and I wish he’d be given more screen time in season 4. On the other hand Levi is an extremely solid character and his sass is the best

5. Blank because 4 has two

6. If we saw more of Pyxis he’d probably be even higher in the list

7. Armin. Honestly though if we’re only looking at seasons 2 and 3 he might be even lower in the list. He’s number 7 right now largely because I liked him so much in the first half of season 1. I think he was my sole favorite at the time and that version of him is still my favorite. There were still some good moments in seasons 2 and 3 but he got scarier and scarier starting from the second half of season 1, and then the plot did him dirty towards the end of season 3

8. Eren/Erwin. These two are the characters I somehow feel 50/50 about. Like 50% I absolutely admire and respect them but also 50% they kind of rub me the wrong way, which makes them very interesting characters

9. Blank since 8 has two

10. Probably floch. He’s still pretty new at this point in the series but most of his lines are gold

It’s kind of fun documenting my faves like this after every season just to look back and be reminded of how my thoughts changed through time

#shingeki no kyojin

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liashideout · 3 years

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the way i said i won't write smut yet and then i turn around and place 2 smuts in my wips

#i am the biggest hypocrite i know #also anon that sent the hairdresser!eren ask #are you like 18+ or at least 16+#kinda wanna make sure you're fed too #cause you're my first ever ask and i have a soft spot LMFAO #daysies

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akeijies · 3 years

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eren, armin, mikasa, & jean & kisses

i just needed to get this word vomit out of my drafts please, i’ll probs do a part two at some point with more characters

warnings: lil spicy- like implied spicy but nothing crazy.

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eren: okok so i know eren loves kissing but it's not his favorite thing if that makes sense?? that being said i feel as if eren is a really passionate kisser. he’s not really one for little pecks or anything ( of course unless you ask for them ) he’s more the type to grab your face in his hands and kiss you all deep- a little sloppy because he knows you like it that way, or you absolutely hate it and you sort of just deadpan then he’ll presses little kisses all over your face until you’re smiling and then he kisses you forreal. when eren kisses, he kisses with motive. lazy kisses are a thing too but they just don’t happen as often- or normally if he's in a mood he’ll sit you on his lap have his hands situated on your hips and he’ll lean in little and make you meet him in the middle and once you do he’ll press close lipped kisses against your lips and then one of his hands will travel up to the side of your neck and pull you into him. he’ll let out a huff of air through his nose when your lips mean and actually kiss you- teeth nipping at your bottom lip and little groans’ll slip through. eren loves when you whine into his mouth and at that point it turns into bruising kisses and bites trailing down your neck and oh man i think about kissing eren sometimes.

armin: armin is so precious okay, he’s the type to still get really embarrassed when you guys kiss and it’s so cute???? ya’ll have been together for while and liked each other for even longer but whenever you go to kiss him- especially when it’s you initiating it right before your lips meet you can feel the breath he sucks in and despite him being so flustered he’s always so eager to kiss you. armin loves kissing your fingers like he’s the type to hold your hands ad kiss the pads of your fingertips. but like not even to see you smile or giggle or anything- he’s just showing that he loves you in every little way that he can. he gets a little bold in the morning and he’ll pepper kisses along your shoulders up to the spot right under your ear that he knows riles you up- until you’re stirring awake and scrunching your neck and its so cute pls. kissing armin, i swear to god makes you feel like an ethereal being- like, he’s so responsive?? you could just nip at his lower lip and he’ll be gasping into your mouth and you can feel the shuttering breath he lets out before he licks his way into your mouth. i’m 100% sure that armin could cum just from kissing you.

mikasa: hear me out- mikASA IS SO FUCKING SOFT OKAY I DON’T CARE WHAT ANYONE SAYS PLEASE. her eyes literally gleam every time you kiss her. the first time you guys kiss her eyes stayed close for a few seconds after you pulled back and she took her bottom lip into her mouth and just sighed around a smile. mikasa like armin gets all shy about kisses but really only the ones that catch her off guard. little cheek kisses are her weakness or the ones that always land right at the corner of her mouth when you’re rushing out of the house bc you're late for something- they never fail to turn her into a puddle. one of her favorite things is cupping your face at the end of the day and kissing you all soft like a “welcome home” and then it turning into an “i missed you” with her hands on your shoulders and she’ll nuzzle into your neck and place a little kiss at your pulse point and wrap her arms around your waist and then finally the softest, most chaste kiss slightly below your collarbone but above your heart as an “i love you”. juST imagine how soft kissing mikasa is please oh my goodness. which honestly just turns your entire world on it’s side when it’s not at all soft and she’s all biting lips and moans and perfectly timed grinds with wandering hands and fingers bruising all over you

jean: oh my, jean- kissing is his favorite thing. because there's so much under the kissing category he just never gets bored. but but just see jean like planting the biggest, most obnoxious kiss on your cheek while you’re in the bathroom getting ready or something and you’re just like ‘this goofball’ and roll your eyes and he’s like “what goofball?” and then he’ll just start smooching literally any space he can see/reach on you, until you’re giggling and begging him to stop and he’s just “wow a man can’t even express his love” and he’ll pout and make you kiss him to make it up to him bc he’s childish therefore he’s withholding from kisses. he’s so silly. but also, jean actually kissing you, is so tender- he’s such a soft guy and he kisses your hand and your forehead and the apples of your cheeks and the corner of your lips. i feel as if there’s a necklace, a ring, or a bracelet you both gave each other and he kisses that if you aren’t there. jean’s kisses are prayers, the praise, the thanksgiving, the confession, the amen. please he’s so- imagine you both joking around and he gets that look in his eye and he’s so soft and he just cups your cheeks or tilts your chin up to him and places a chaste kiss to your lips. which leads to him kissing your neck and he just trails down your body in soft fluttering touches and kisses it almost tickles. god i just see him- the both of you- one hand holding onto each other so tight and the light catches on the metal of the anklet he gave you and he squeezes your hand and he looks at you falling apart under him by his touch and he drags the anklet back up to your ankle, the one that's resting on his shoulder before placing a kiss upon it and then continues to unravel you. oh my god, this man- i see him- he's so. amen.

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cvtqr · 3 years

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cammed

series master list

chapter one; touché, jaeger

content warning; public sex, cheating, wall sex, unprotected, cream pie, slight degradation

the sun was setting as you walked out the front doors of your dormitory, closing them behind you. hearing your phone quietly ring, you pulled it out from the waistband of your skirt.

‘hello’

babe, are you guys almost here? games about to start and the other girls need historia

‘leaving now, hist just got here’

alright, if i can’t catch you before it starts we’re still on for dinner... right?

‘yeah of course. good luck reiner, win one for me.’

your life right now made you feel like you were in some cliche romcom. dating the college football superstar, best friends with the head cheerleader, all the cliches made you feel like you were still in high school. historia has been your best friend since birth, so of course the two of you hadn’t split up entering college. she had the cheer scholarship, you had the brains to get in with an application. you met reiner through mutual friends, but you couldn’t figure out why he fell for someone like you. usually, in the movies, the hot popular guy falls in love with the hot popular girl... but that wasn’t you, it was more like your best friend. you were more laid back, just wanting to get your degree.

your relationship with reiner was... slow, to say the least. it’s almost the end of your freshman year of college and he seems to be more focused on football than you. but you don’t blame him, he just wants to be successful with his passion. you do hate the fact that you have to take care of yourself all the time. he’s never able to stay the night, as he has training early in the morning. sometimes you wish that he could just be more available to you.

running out down the small path, you stopped in front of a car full of people. this was the way all friday nights were. you were picked up by a jammed pack car holding historia and a bunch of other people, before driving off to the football field. opening the car, it was really full tonight.

“you’re gonna have to sit on someone’s lap, just for the ride” jean said with a grim smirk on his face

“hist you’re tiny, sit on ymir’s lap”

ymir of course not having a problem, pulled the small blonde into her lap with a grin on her face. you then hopped into the car, taking historia’s previous spot.

arriving at the field, historia had to run off to her team and get a lecture by the coach on why she has to stop being so late. after giving her a hug for good luck, you wandered off to the concession stands.

“just a pretzel, please”

receiving your snack, you were about to walk over to the bleachers until you heard your name being called over the short fence.

“Y/N!”

letting out a sigh, you ran over to the voice calling you over.

“quiet down, unnecessary attention.”

lifting his helmet off, he used his large hands to pull your head into his, capturing his lips with yours.

“and? ya look pretty tonight, what if i want people to see my gorgeous little girlfriend.”

“don’t you have a game to play, tough guy?”

talking to your boyfriend, you felt like someone was piercing into the back of your head. people were probably watching the two of you, but no... that wasn’t the feeling. it felt like one person had their eyes glued to you. saying goodbye to your boyfriend, you started to walk over to the bleachers. they were packed with people and you had no one to sit with. your eyes started to scan looking for either bertholdt or colt, two quiet boys you seemed to get along well with.

bertholdt was reiner’s best friend. you noticed him the first time you met everyone. he was always following reiner around like a lost puppy, but reiner seemed to love his presence. when you and reiner started dating, he left you guys alone most the time, but he’s still was always around. colt you also met through reiner, on campus. you really strengthened your friendship after visiting reiners hometown over mid-winter break. while you and reiner were babysitting his cousin, her best friend tagged along, who was the little brother of colt.

you were getting a little nervous until you heard someone call your name and wave you over. jean kirstein, from the car. jean pissed you off on so many levels, but he also made you feel safe in a way. running over to where he was, you took a seat in between him and his best friend.

“hey marco! kirstein.”

“ouch... you’re so cold sometimes, y/n”

jean always had to make a dramatic comment no matter what the situation was. settling into your seat, you stayed quiet for the most part after that. the game was close to being over when you got up from your spot.

“gonna use the bathroom, ill be right back.”

you didn’t actually have to pee, just needed a moment away from the screaming and loud noises. running towards the extra, empty parking lot. you felt someone grab your arm, dragging you into the darkness. about to scream, you felt a hand cover your mouth.

“shhh, its just me.”

wiggling out of his grip, you pushed him into the brick wall. he let out a chuckle, surprised you could shove him like that.

“you dipshit, i thought i was getting kidnapped.”

you felt rough hands pull you by the waist into his chest.

“yeah well anyone would want to get their hands on a pretty girl like you, i’ve warned you about wandering at night by yourself... haven’t i?”

“touché, jaeger”

his slender fingers found their way up your thighs and under your skirt, teasing the hem of your panties.

“not here jaeger, i have to get back to-”

“back to the boyfriend, yeah.” - he didn't stop though, he snuck his hand down to make contact with your clit, rubbing small, soft circles around it. “remember our agreement though? if you want, i can break it... show everyone your-”

“fine. make it quick.”

“you don't make the rules here, ill take as much time as i need.”

eren jaeger was popular around campus, not in the same way as reiner though. he wasn't some big shot blonde football player, just well known for being a jackass. his reputation started in the beginning of the year. he was a pretty low-key guy, just down to fuck almost anyone who asked. but then he'd just break their hearts, but girls always still tried getting him to fall for them.

he released your skirt and pushed you back up against the wall. as you both switched positions, you could see the faint red in his eyes, pulled out by the street light.

his lips found yours, roughly shoving his tongue into your mouth. once he felt that was enough, he flipped you over on the wall. to avoid scraping your face or getting your shirt dirty, you pushed your hands up onto the wall. you heard the familiar unbuckle of eren’s belt, and the shuffling of him trying to free his erect cock.

brining his hand in front of your mouth, he cupped it a bit. knowing what he wanted you to do, you spit right into it twice. he then brought his hand back and lathered his cock with your saliva. pulling the bottom of your skirt up to your waist, he pushed your panties to the side before slowly sliding himself into you.

not bothering to care about the stinging you might've been feeling, he brought himself back out before slamming right back in. repeating and repeating, going at a roughly fast pace.

“‘ren sl-... slow down.”

“shut up, whore. you should... fuck- should know your place by now.”

letting out a whimper, you felt your fingertips push so hard into the wall, bound to leave a scratch. you then had them peeled off the concrete wall, as eren pulled both of you backwards. pulling out, he spun you around and pushed you back up onto the wall.

he brought your thigh up to meet his hip, before thrusting himself back into you.

“your little pussy takes me so fuckin’ well”

clenching around him from his words, you let your head fall down onto his shoulder.

“want me to fill you u-”

he was cut off by the sound of your phone ringing. brining your head up, you went to go pull your phone out and hit decline... but eren beat you to it. he took your phone and hit accept, holding it up to your ear.

babe?

‘r-reiner!’

nice win, right?

‘y-yeah you were... you were amazing as always’

cuz i was thinkin’ of you. anyways i'm heading to the locker room, you with bert?

you felt yourself start to panic at the heat of the moment. you were on the phone with your boyfriend as you were getting pounded by the biggest dick on campus. he was ruthless. not bothering to slow down or stop, he just thrusted in harder and faster than before.

‘no actually-’ you were about to let out a moan but you covered it up with a cough ‘just i-in... the bath- the bathroom’

you okay?

‘yeah i’m... fine, 'm fine. ill see you in a few’

alright, love you

‘i love, love you too.’

right when you hung up you choked out a load moan that's been building up. without warning, eren came and shot right up inside you. of course he wouldn't make you cum at a scene like this.

pulling out, he pushed the seeping cum back up with his fingers, before pulling your panties back in place and fixing your skirt.

“now go hangout with your boyfriend while your full of my cum.”

“eren-”

he turned you around back out of the darkness and playfully smacked your ass before giving your back a little push.

“i promise i’ll make it up to you, now run along like a good girl.”

giving him a frown, you made your way to the exit of the locker room. you stood there waiting for reiner, clenching your thighs together.

dinner with reiner was sweeter than usual. most times after a game you were dragged to a loud diner with all his friends, forced to hangout with them. but tonight, reiner just wanted it to be you and him. nothing special though, just a quick food joint. walking back to your dorm, you felt the guilt build up in your chest like it always did.

arriving at the front door of your single-person dorm, reiner pulled you into a soft, sweet kiss.

“practice is canceled tomorrow, i can stay for once.”

of course, the one night you're stuffed to the brim with another man’s cum.

opening the door, you let him in. the two of you laid kissing on the bed, before he tried sneaking his hand up your skirt.

you felt yourself start to internally freak out. if he were to finger you right now, he'd just be met with a load of cum.

“i-im on my period.”

reiner was always understanding, so of course he was in this position.

“ok, that's fine. we can just cuddle and watch a movie.”

“sounds good” after placing a kiss on his cheek, you got up to go put a pair of sweats on, before returning back to your bed.

he must've been worn out from the game, as he almost immediately fell asleep in your arms. you couldn’t help but feel guilty, thinking about eren. do you wish it was him laying in your arms right now? no. reiner is everything you could ever ask for. you knew he deserved the world, you don't want to hurt him like you are now.

but you knew what would happen if you didn't give eren what he wanted.

and that'd be even worse.

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erensangel444 · 3 years

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hate’s a strong word

eren jaeger x reader

imagine 19-year old, long haired eren for this blurb:D modern!au

this blurb is eren x fem!reader, if you guys would want to see some gender neutral fics just let me know in my asks inbox! i’m open to any suggestions, if you want a fic that’s specifically tailored to you whether that be race-wise, gender-wise, any disabilities, etc,. just let me know!

likes/reblogs/comments are always appreciated:D

this blurb has been proofread but if i missed something just let me know!

a/n: i’ve been thirsting for mr. jaeger recently even though after watching last week’s episode i’m mad at him. but he looked fine.....WHAT IM A WHORE😁

it was so weird for me to write such a short blurb, but i actually really liked it. i usually have a difficulty trimming my fics down, and i tend to get lengthy in certain parts, so it was nice to do the complete opposite

warnings: language(most of my fics do contain language), smut; slight degrading, slight humiliation, hatefucking(not intense though).

word count: 785 words

summary: can’t people who “hate” each other fuck each other too?

eren jaeger, the biggest asshole that you’ve ever met. starting your first year on campus, eren had always bothered you, teased you, belittled you. you swore up and down that you hated it, and hated him, so why were you letting him nail you in the bathroom of the fraternity house right now?

“fuck, feel so fucking good,” eren moaned, enunciating each word with a sharp thrust. you should’ve hated the way his hands felt on your hips, the way his lips moved against your neck, but your body overruled any reason. he felt too good. his cock sliding against your walls, brushing against that sweet spot, your mind reeling at the pleasure.

the music could still be heard downstairs, the bass from the song vibrating from the floor beneath you. sasha dragged you out to this party, almost involuntarily, forcing you into the tightest dress in your closet.

now the fabric of your dress was rolled up to above your belly button, eren’s hands on your hips preventing the fabric from falling back down. eren’s pace had not faltered, rough thrusts into your center causing both of you to react vocally.

one of his hands drifted to the top of your dress, pulling it down over your breasts, his finger flicking and tweaking your nipple. “fuck,” you moaned softly, throwing your head back into the conjunction of his neck and shoulder. “yeah you like that?” eren grunted in your ear, his pace slowing but his thrust becoming more intense, his hips rolling into yours.

you rolled your eyes at eren, scoffing, but before you could bite back, eren’s hand had drifted down to your clit, rubbing quick circles on the bundle of nerves. you moaned at the feeling, pushing yourself back onto eren’s cock. “please! please! so close,” “you want it? beg me for it then,” “eren!” you huffed, annoyed, eren’s pace slowing as he waited for your pleas.

“please fuck me,” you whispered quietly, your embarrassment showing in the blush on your cheeks. “what was that?” eren asked mockingly, smirking, “gotta be a little louder, angel,” “just fuck me! please,” you whined desperately. eren accepted that as ‘good enough’, his thrusts returning to their fast pace.

his hand on your clit along with his cock brushing along your walls pushed you into the tidal wave of orgasm, the pleasure thrumming throughout your entire body. as you came, eren’s name repeatedly fell off of your lips, a soft flutter to the word.

hearing your name from his lips, in such a sweet way, different from how you usually talked to him, pushed him closer and closer to his peak. he moved his mouth to your ear, whimpers falling from your lips at the overstimulation as eren spoke, “remember this next time you think about calling me an asshole,” the pleasure causing his voice to falter slightly, but still affecting you so heavily nonetheless. “remember how this asshole made you feel, crying on my cock- fuck!” eren’s orgasm hit him suddenly, the liquid spurting into the condom.

“god,” eren said softly, panting, coming down from his orgasm. after you adjusted, the pleasure no longer numbing your brain, you pushed back against eren, his chest on your back as he caught his breath. “what want more?” he joked, the overwhelming confidence in his voice pissing you off. “you wish, get off of me,” you said sternly, eren obliging, pulling out of you as you winced at the slight burn from the stretch.

eren tied the condom, throwing it in the trashcan as you pulled your dress back down your body, walking over towards the mirror. you fixed your hair, the blush in your cheeks yet to leave, your body still feeling hot, legs slightly numb. “that was good wasn’t it?” eren said, standing next to you in the mirror, retying his hair.

“took you for a bit of ride there, didn’t i?” eren continued, ruining the slight sincerity of the moment. “don’t act like you’re not whipped now, jaeger,” you smirked at him, “don’t come crying to me when your hand isn’t good enough anymore,”. you grabbed your purse off of the countertop of the sink, pulling the gloss out of your bag and reapplying it on your lips. you ruffled your hair one more time, reaching for the door, but not before eren’s hand pulled at your other wrist.

“stop being so fucking stubborn,” he sighed, obviously frustrated, “we both know it was good, why wouldn’t we do it again?”. you smiled, the desperation in eren’s voice feeding your ego as you spoke, “when did i say this wouldn’t happen again?” your hand twisting the doorknob, stepping back out into the sweaty mass of party-goers.

fin

hope you guys like this quick little blurb:D i’m actually very happy about this fic, i’ve been wanting to write some aot stuff so it makes me excited!! thank you for reading, love u<3

#aot smut #attack on titan smut #aot imagine #eren smut #eren jaeger smut #eren x reader #eren jaeger x reader #eren imagine

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bubbleteaimagines · 3 years

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Dugout

Eren Jaeger Oneshot

Summary: After a team win, Eren thanks his good luck charm by fucking her in the Dugout

Parings: Baseball Player!Eren x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, lots of praise, public sex

Authors Note: I know NOTHING! zero, zip, nada, ABOUT BASEBALL! I am sorry but Dogout and homerun are the only words I know

A final cheer left your lips as Eren hit a homerun, placing the team at 3-2 and bringing home the win.

You could tell that your boyfriend was pumped as he ran around the field, sliding just in time and then yelling out as the empire called it in.

From beside you, Zeke, Grisha, Carla, Armin and Mikasa were all cheering, but Eren only had his focus on you as you hopped around in the stands.

“Baby! I knew you could do it!” You jumped into his arms and gave him a kiss as soon as he was allowed the walk off the field. When you pulled away, he was immediately swooped into Zeke’s arms as he laughed and congratulated his little brother.

“You might just be better than me when I was your age,” Zeke commented, and you could tell the comment meant a lot to Eren, especially because Zeke was already on his way to the pros.

“Well would you look at that-” Eren beamed as his dad pulled him into hug. “Looks like I’ve got two talented ball players as my sons. Nationals- can you believe that honey?”

“Oh, I’m so proud!” Carla leaned down to kiss Eren’s cheek and you giggled at his flustered expression.

“Mom...” He moved away from her, embarrassed, and then zeroed in on Grisha.

“I can’t believe you made it, dad! I thought you had a shift at the hospital!” Eren wondered.

Grisha smiled. “I did. But after hearing how far you’ve come Y/N here showed up and convinced me to come watch. You have her to thank,” The older male said, nodding at you.

Turning towards you, Eren engulfed you in a huge hug and you squealed as he lifted you off the ground.

“You did that? For me?” He questioned, his eyes shining.

“Well...” You rubbed the back of your neck, “I just knew how much it’d mean to you if he did. So I worked some magic and...”

“You’re amazing!” Eren cut you off and kissed you again, causing Zeke to make gagging noise behind you.

“Gross,” He commented, causing Carla to playfully smack his arm.

“Come on. Let’s give him some alone time with Y/N and his friends,” She said softly, guiding Zeke and Grisha away just as Mikasa and Armin came running up.

“Eren!”

“Umph-!” Eren grunted as the two tackled him into a hug and grabbed the nearby fence to steady himself.

“Eren that was amazing!” Armin shouted out once they pulled away, Mikasa nodding.

“You scored two out of three points, Eren! You’re definitely going to get drafted some day,” Mikasa said, causing Eren to beam.

“Y-You think?” He mumbled, his cheeks red. You smiled softly and grabbed his hand.

“We know so,” You reassured him. “Zeke was right- you’re a star, more than he was. And I can’t to see you on the big screen one day.”

“Me too!” Armin said, “But first- we better get to the after party! Jean texted and said that Connie and Sasha are gonna eat everything before we can show up!”

“After party?” Eren tilted his in confusion.

“Well,” You smiled shyly. “I just knew you were gonna win so I went ahead and organized it. Everyone’s there- everyone wants to congratulate you.”

Eren was once again stunned and amazed by your support. Was there anything you didn’t do for him?

“Wow. You’re my good luck charm and my biggest supporter. How did I get so lucky?” Eren pulled you into his arms and kissed the top of your head. You smiled.

“I think I should be asking you that,” You tell him, “But come on. Armin’s right- we’d better hurry unless we wanna be starving.”

“You guys can ride with me and my parents,” Mikasa said. “I know it’s a bit weird seeing as we’re all seniors but-”

“That sounds great actually,” Eren smiled, but his grip on your hand tightened. “I’d love that, but actually I think there’s something I left in the dugout. Y/N, you wanna come with me?”

“Oh yeah,” You were oblivious to the look he was giving you, eyes filled with love admiration. Instead you turned to Mikasa and told her you guys would meet her at the car and then you walked off with Eren.

“Baby? What’d you forget? Was it your gloves again?” You wondered, but you were quickly cut off as Eren grabbed you suddenly and pulled you into a deep kiss.

You couldn’t deny- this was the last thing you were expecting but you quickly pushed away your shock and kissed him back, hands going into hair automatically as he situated his on your waist.

“Woah, baby,” You pulled away as you felt him getting a little too frisky, grinding his hips against yours. “What are you doing? We’re in public,” You reminded him, glancing around worriedly.

“But Y/N,” Eren whined, pulling your attention back to him again. “Baby you were so good to me today. Cheering me on, getting my dad to come, throwing me a party! I wanna give you a reward before we’re surrounded by people for the rest of the night,” He told you.

You furrowed your eyebrows. “A reward?” You asked him, “You mean like-”

“I wanna make you feel good, baby,” He clarified. “I wanna take care of you like you’ve been taking care of me.”

“But we- Eren we’re in the middle of the dogout!” You told him. “Anybody could walk by at any moment. Mikasa-”

He smirked. “Guess we’ll have to be quick then, won’t we?” He asked. You could tell that he was anxious to get his hands on you, and you couldn’t even lie- you were anxious to let him.

It had been a while, since Eren was so busy with baseball, and that was ultimately what ended up making you agree, nodding your head.

“Okay.”

Eren smiled in satisfaction at your answer, and then he was leaning once more to capture your lips. You felt the passion as you always did, but this was a bit more needy as he slowly backed you up against the fence.

“Can you take this off pretty girl?” He asks, pulling away to tug at the jersey he had loaned you. Nodding, you quickly shed the material and shivered as the air kissed your exposed torso. Smiling, Eren did the same with his shirt and the warmth from his musclar body made it a bit more bareable.

“Eren,” You whined as he leaned in and started sucking on your neck, going immediately for your sweet spot. He had you weak in the knees and he hadn’t even touched your dampening core, instead opting to leave pretty hickey and then pulling away.

“Yes baby?” He looked into your eyes and smiled as you grabbed him and pulled him close. “I need these off,” You pouted and motioned to your shorts, your legs already grinding together.

Understanding what you wanted, Eren quickly got to his knees and yanked the material down, exposing your cute little panties which Eren eventually took off, too.

“You want me to make you cum baby? Right here?” He asks you, looking up at you with those beautiful turquoise eyes.

Your core was throbbing and aching for him as you leaned against the fence to steady yourself.

“Y-Yes,” You nodded eagerly, causing Eren to smile, “Yes baby, please.”

“Okay.”

Eren wasted no time in complying with your demands, bringing his calloused fingers to rub over your clit, causing you to let out a moan.

“Fuck- Eren, I-I need-”

His pretty lips were already attached to your pussy before you could even say more, devouring you just like you wanted.

You moaned as his tongue lapped at your velvet walls, hands snaking down to grip his brown hair. Eren help your hips with one hand and then threw your leg over his shoulder to give you more balance.

He then took a break from your pussy in order to slip a finger in, enjoying how you clenched around him.

“You like that pretty girl?” He asks as he curls them deep, adding another finger.

“Y-Yes,” Your fingers are wrapped in his hair and through the gaps of the fence as Eren begins to finger fuck you, stretching you perfectly.

He watches you with admiration as pretty moan escape your lips, your head thrown back and your nipples hard from the cool air.

“Eren-!”

You gasp as he curls in finger in that one spot, knowing exactly how to get you off. Eren is steady with his pace, making sure to pay attention to you but to also abuse your sweet spot over and over again with his fingers, wanting you to cum.

“Yes pretty girl?” He glanced up at you and raises his eyebrows are your expression. “What do you want? You want me to make you cum all over my fingers?” He asks, and you nod frantically.

“Yes! Yes please, baby I-” The coil in your stomach behind unravel as Eren uses his mouth again. He’s lapping at your walls, teasing your clit and hitting your g-spot all the same time. He’s mastered your body, and soon it doesn’t take much to have you cumming all over his face, Eren lapping up all of your juices.

“Good girl,” He smirks as you moan and let out shaky breaths, your eyes firmly squeezed shut. The grip on his hair looses as you slowly come down from your high, and Eren is able to stand up and pull you close to him to support your shaking legs.

“You taste so good baby,” He whispers, his swollen lips catching yours and pulling you back into a kiss.

The hand that was clutching his hair finds it’s way back and Eren moans, grinding against your bare pussy, rock hard in his uniform.

“Gotta get these off,” He mutters, pulling away to grab messily at his pants. You can tell he’s eager- Erens always eager to by inside of you. But there’s just something about him today that makes him extra needy, and you love it. You love the look for absolute admiration in his eyes as he slips his pants off and pulls down his boxers.

You how soft he is when he intertwines your hands, leaning in whisper sweet praises in your ear before wrapping your legs around him and sinking his thick cock into you.

Both you and Eren as he pushes past your tight walls, burying himself into the crook of your neck and then balancing you on his cock as he bottoms out.

He’s holding you up, fucking into you as his hips moved and then he’s kissing you again right as he sets a pace.

You can feel his love for you in every thrust, whimpering as he makes you feel so good and so full. On top of that, Erens praising you like never before, pounding into your pussy while also telling you what a good girl you were.

“No one else,” Eren grunts, his hips snapping into yours at a bruising pace, your pussy squelching due to how wet you were. “No one else can make me feel like this, you hear me? It’s you. It’s you baby- you make me feel so good.”

“Eren,” You whine his name like a prayer as your lips drop open, your eyes hazy. You can feel him deep inside of your womb, fucking you oh so good and you’re not sure how much longer either of you can last as you clench around him.

“That’s it,” Eren smiles as you cry out again, holding onto him for dear life as he hits that spot again. “Your sweet little pussy is milking me- baby I’m gonna-”

“Fuck!”

You both cried out as your orgasm hit up, causing Eren to shutter to a stop and you to cry, clawing at his back.

You could feel his warm seed painting your walls, spilling himself deep inside of your womb. Likewise, Eren was relishing in the feeling of your clamping down on him, your pretty little mewls causing him to cum until you were too dizzy to make anymore noise.

“Babygirl,” You whimpered as you looked at Eren, your foreheads pressed together. Your body was shaking, you knew that, but somehow he was still holding you up, still deep inside of you as gripped the fence.

“Eren, that was-” You panted out, your chest rising and falling heavily due to orgasming twice. “Baby, that was-”

“That was for always being my good luck charm,” Eren told you firmly. “You...you’re always there for me. Every game- every practice. I couldn’t ask for someone better, Y/N.”

And he meant it. You knew he did, and you smiled softly as you nodded and nuzzled your head into his neck.

It was rare to ever have Eren so vulnerable like this, so open with his feelings. You knew he sometimes had a hard time opening up, which only made this moment even more special to you.

“I love you,” You whispered to him as Eren pulled out of you and helped you clean up. Thank god you guys were outside- Eren had made a mess between your thighs but the feeling of his seed still inside of you was like nothing you had ever experienced before.

“I love you too,” Eren reassured you before taking your hand and gently guiding your shaking body back to where you were supposed to be.

“God, I hope Mikasa hasn’t taken off yet. I can’t walk home like this,” You grimaced, barely even able to stand up now.

Eren laughed. “Don’t worry. I don’t think we took that long but even if we did- I’d be sure to carry you all the way home.”

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appplepii · 3 years

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prove them wrong (armin arlert x fem!reader)

genre: smut, fluff

warnings: modern!au, mentions of alcohol, douchebag jean😳, unprotected sex, soft degradation, choking, oral sex

summary:

Armin is sick of being underestimated.

“Have you and (y/n) even done anything yet, Armin?” Jean laughed, slightly scoffing at the boy from across the couch. Armin choked on the water he was drinking, coughing as Eren patted his back to help him breathe. “Shut the fuck up Jean, we all know you’re probably a virgin.” Eren spat as he was quick to defend his best friend. Jean’s face twisted into a scowl, his face growing pink as he flipped the loud boy off.

“Honestly, is Jean wrong though? I don’t think I’ve ever even seen them kiss.” Connie chimed in as he took another swig of the beer he had been nursing. A blush rose on Armin’s cheeks as he stayed silent, his eyes glued to the carpet of his living room. “Who even cares? Some are more shy than others! Anyway, can we get more barbecue chips?” Sasha lifted the empty bowl over her head, directing the question at the owner of the apartment. “Sure Sasha. There are some in the pantry, make yourself at home.” Armin quietly laughed to himself as he answered her question, glad the girl was able to take the subject of the conversation off himself.

It was a Friday night and everyone found themselves in a familiar setting, hanging out and drinking at Armin’s apartment. His place had slowly become the regular spot to be weekly, it was the biggest out of everyones since he shared it with you. The guest bedroom had become home to anyone who got too shit-faced and needed a place to crash. Although Armin hated alcohol, he always kept a pack of beers and other drinks for his friends. He didn’t mind being the only sober one, he enjoyed the company of his long time friends regardless.

“Babe, I’m home!” Your voice called out, the sound of the front door slamming as you took your shoes off. Walking into the living room you weren’t surprised to see the same group of friends you’ve had since high school. Armin’s expression immediately grew soft, a smile on his lips as he patted the seat next to him for you to take. Settling down next to your boyfriend, you took a hold of his hand to absentmindedly play with his fingers as you caught up with everyone. Looking around the room, your eyes met with Jean who’s face took on a smug expression. “Oh, perfect!” Jean cleared his throat. “Since we’re talking about it, we should just ask you!” You glared at the man, knowing he always had some shit to start. “What bullshit are you starting now, Jean.” The bored expression in your voice left Jean mocking offense at your lack of enthusiasm. “Come on, you know you love me!” You tried your best to tune him out as you took a drink of Armin’s water he had handed to you. “Anyway, have you and Armin fucked yet?”

It was your turn to choke on your water now, sputtering curses at the man for asking something so uncomfortable. You’re almost positive your face is beet red from the heat radiating off of it, and you glanced at your boyfriend who was clearly embarrassed as he pinched the bride of his nose. It was clear to everyone now that Jean was clearly intoxicated otherwise he wouldn’t be asking so many personal questions. Trying your hardest not to let your embarrassment get the best of you, you sneered at him. “Jean, I’m gonna excuse your douchey attitude for the fact that your shit-faced, but I suggest you shut the fuck up.”. Jean payed your threat no mind as he let out a hearty laugh. “Oh, don’t feel bad! Some of us are late bloomers. I believe you’ll get there one day bud!” Eren could feel the discomfort coming from his best friend, standing up and glancing at Mikasa who followed his lead.

“Anyway, it’s getting late. We’re gonna head home, we’ll see you next weekend right?” Eren looked at Armin who nodded back. Marco was the next to stand up, clearly embarrassed with his friend who got too drunk. “Yeah I’m gonna head out too, I’ll take Jean to my place.” Marco grabbed the boy by his collar and forced him to stand up, ignoring his complaints and asking if it was something he said. Armin tried his hardest to suppress the sigh of relief at the fact he would be alone with you. Nobody liked being asked personal questions, especially ones about their sex life. He made a mental note to thank Eren and Marco for their help.

After that, everyone else gradually made their way home by calling for Ubers or having a friend pick them up. The quiet of your shared apartment brought you comfort after such a long day, humming to yourself as you cleaned up the kitchen. Finishing up and wiping your hands on your jeans, you found your boyfriend staring out the window as he sat on the same spot he had been in all night. Slowly you made your way to him, standing in front of the boy and running your fingers through his hair. “You okay, babe? Don’t listen to Jean. You know how he gets when he’s fucked up.” Armin looked up at you, a small smile on his face. His eyes had a darker expression though, and you felt your stomach erupt with butterflies as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you down onto his lap.

“Don’t worry, I don’t let anything Jean says get to me.” Armin’s hands wondered across the tops of your thighs, fingers trailing up under your shirt to let his thumbs trace the base of your spine. “Besides,” he pulled you closer by your hips, leaning over to whisper in your ear. “They just don’t know how good I make you feel, huh?” You gulped, fingers shaking as they gripped at the shoulders of his black hoodie. Armin’s lips trailed from your ear to your shoulder, leaving feather-light kisses down the way before sucking on the spot at the base of your neck between your collarbones. Letting out a whine at the contact, you tightened your grip on his shoulders. “I asked you a question angel, don’t you know it’s rude to ignore people?” The tone of his voice was something you only ever heard in moments like these, his tone raspy and just above a whisper.

Pulling your hips down to grind on his own, he pulled back from the spot on your neck. Bringing up his hand to let his fingers trail over the dark bruise to admire it, he slowly wrapped his fingers around your neck. He didn’t squeeze, he just let his hand rest there as he gazed into your eyes. An almost bored expression sit on his face as he sat expectantly. “Well?” You avoided his eyes, feeling embarrassed as you fiddled with his hoodie strings. “N-no, they don’t know how good you make me feel.” Armin chuckled lowly, the hand on your neck coming up to grab your face and force eye contact with him. “Why are you so shy baby? You know I always take good care of you.”

Shifting your hips, you began to feel desperation build up in your chest. You leaned in and met his lips with a deep kiss, bringing your fingers to run across the short hair of his undercut. You felt him harden under your lap and couldn’t help but moan into his mouth at the feeling. Moving off of what felt like instinct, you reached your hand between the two of you. Fiddling with the cool metal of the belt buckle, you pulled at the leather strap to undo it. Pulling away from the kiss Armin grabbed your wrist stopping you. Your eyebrows furrowed into confusion and frustration as you searched his face for his reasoning.

“Why are you in such a rush? We have all night, doll.” Armin leaned back into his seat, glancing at the bottom of your shirt and back up to your face gesturing for you to take it off. You didn’t hesitate to follow his unspoken orders, throwing the thin shirt off of your frame and across the room somewhere. Goosebumps erupted on your soft skin as the cool air made contact with it as you shivered slightly. Reaching your hand behind your back, you undid the clip of your bra and let the straps slowly slide down your shoulders. Armin hummed as he observed your naked figure, letting the palm of his hand rest on your rib cage, under one of your breasts.

“Look at you, my perfect sweet girl.” He cooed, running his thumb across your nipple causing you to suck in a breath. “You’re so responsive,” he listened to your breathy moans as he attached his lips to you “I love it.”. Leaving multiple bruises scattered across your flushed chest he smiled, he always thought you looked pretty bruised. Throwing your head back, you tried to control your violent heart beat and your erratic breathing. “You doing okay?” He asked against your skin, the warm breath once again causing goosebumps to form. “I just, I need..” Your statement trailed off as you became distracted by his grinding onto you. “What? What do you need?” he egged you to continue as his hand traveled between your breasts and to your jeans. His nimble fingers curled into the waistband of your pants while his thumb threatened to undo the button of them. “I need you to touch me, please.” You breathed out, desperate for him to do what you asked.

His smile slightly widened as he finally undid the button of your jeans, his hand slipping in to tease you through your underwear. “Aw, how sweet. You know I can’t say no to you.” He increased the pressure of his fingers as he circled around your clit. Already on cloud nine from his calculated touch, you let your head fall onto his shoulder as you bit back the sounds you wanted to make. “You’re already soaked through your panties, how dirty. Come on, take these off.” He took his hand out of your jeans and pulled down on the belt loops as he gestured for you to take them off.

You stood up from his lap and shimmied the tight jeans off, taking off your panties in the process. Before you were able to take back your seat on his lap, you felt him lean forward and rub the sides of your thighs. Armin enjoyed the feeling of your smooth skin as he dragged his palms to ghost over your ass. After squeezing briefly he cupped the back of your thigh, picking up your leg and letting it rest on his shoulder. You held your breath as you glanced at the man sitting between your legs, feeling like you might just pass out the moment his tongue touched you. Sucking on your clit and letting a finger slide into you with little resistance, you gripped his hair tight, knowing it probably hurt him (not that he complained).

“Oh my- Oh my god. Please don’t stop.” Your ramblings sounded senseless but you didn’t care, completely overwhelmed by the pleasure you were receiving. Armin hummed in response, the vibrations making the hairs on your body stand straight up as you gasped, “You’re so good, so good to me.”. Armin was stronger than he looked, his biceps flexing as the grip on your thigh and hip kept you standing. With the way your knees were buckling you could bet if he wasn’t holding you you’d be on the floor by now. He could tell you were close by the sounds you were making and the way you squirmed, and right before you met with your release he pulled his fingers out of you and backed away from where you wanted him the most.

“Wh- I don’t understand, why are you-“ Your eyes brimmed with tears brought on by the pure desparation built up inside of you and you couldn’t stop the pout from forming on your bruised lips. Pressing a kiss to your hip bone, Armin wiped his face clean from you and guided you to lay on your back on the couch. “Be patient sweet thing, I told you we have all night, right?” Your disappointment from being edged was slowly disappearing as you thought about the heat looking in your stomach, looking at him you spread your legs, on full display for the man in front of you. “Fine, please just fuck me then.”

Armin’s patience was suddenly non-existent as rapidly threw off his t-shirt and pulled off the grey sweatpants he’d been wearing. Before he was able to take off his boxers you beat him to it, leaning over and pulling them down yourself. Grabbing his dick in your hand and leaving a kiss on the tip, you took him in your mouth as deep as you could, slightly gagging as fresh tears stung your eyes. Armin tensed immediately, his hand flinging to the top of your head as he tangled his fingers into your hair. “Oh, fuck” he moaned out, his eyes rolling to the back of his head at the feeling of how warm your mouth was. “That’s it, you’re such a good girl, my sweet baby.” he was the one rambling now, his eyes screwed shut because if he saw you with your mouth around him he might just cum too soon. “Enough,” he says gently as he pulls you off of his cock, “I want to be inside you already.”

You had no complaints as you went back to the position of laying on your back. His calloused hands grab your calves as he pushes them against your thighs. Armin didn’t think he could get any harder than he already was but he proved himself wrong when he saw you glistening with sweat, spread out for him. “Are you ready, sweet girl?” He teased your entrance as your eyes shot open to look into his. “I’m ready, please just-“ You were interrupted by the feeling of Armin pushing himself into you, your words trailing off as your eyes grew wide at the stretch. He leaned down to meet you with another sloppy kiss, his hand finding it’s familiar place around your throat. Pulling back with a wet smack, Armin leaned back to take your legs and put them over his shoulders. Biting your hand, you tried to suppress your screams as your eyes rolled back into their sockets, completely content with the full feeling you had. Tears were now streaming down your cheeks and you knew you had trail marks from your mascara running.

“I bet Jean wouldn’t expect this, huh? He wouldn’t think I’d have you crying from how good I fuck you, isn’t that right baby?” The hand on your throat squeezed harder, not enough to hurt you but enough to make your head feel dizzy, the sensation adding to the pleasure of it all. You opened your mouth in attempt to answer his question, but all that fell from your lips were moans and pleas. “Oh honey, I fucked you stupid, didn’t I? Imagine if everyone could see you now, not even able to speak after taking my dick. I’d bet that would shut them the fuck up.” The words coming from Armin’s mouth brought you closer and closer to your peak, your fingernails leaving red scratch marks down his abdomen and on his biceps. You could tell Armin was close too, by the way he was getting sloppier and his moans had turned more into whines. “Such a good girl, you’re always so tight for me. I love you princess.” Armin ranted, squeezing the bottom of your thighs and pressing a kiss to your knee. “Go ahead, sweet thing. Let go.” His encouragements sent you over the edge, toes curling over his shoulders as you sobbed out his name. Armin followed soon after, slipping out and falling on top of you, head resting on your bare chest.

“Thank you for that,” he murmured after a couple of moments, pressing a light kiss to your collarbone. “I guess sometimes those assholes do get to me.”. Once again you let your fingers run through his now damp hair, kissing his hairline sweetly. “Don’t have to thank me babe, anytime.” You giggled, completely euphoric from the previous actions.

Well, you thought to yourself, he definitely proved them wrong.

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omg happy valentine’s day here is an armin smut 😳 i have loved this man since i was like 13 sooo this is a long time coming hehe

thank u sm for reading and for all the notes on my other fics <3 yall r so sweet!

#attack on titan #shingeki no kyoujin #anime #aot #armin #armin arlert #armin x y/n #armin x reader #armin smut #attack on titan imagine #attack on titan smut

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sunlightandsuffering · 2 years

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mikasa's younger brother is a gang member and she's well aware of it, he reached out to mikasa after a lot of years to ask for help bc he somehow fucked up in his gang and is a wanted member now, some money shit so i think he's got a huge debt or something that's why he needed a place to hide and there's nothing safer than in mikasa's quiet abode by the mountains.

they are fine and all, they reconciled their sibling bond not until the gang leader found out where the young ackerman boy has gone. eren yeager is the gang leader, a devil in flesh and he's not someone you can easily mess with so he seeked out to where the ackerman boy is and he found him living like he ran away from them he beat him up and asked for the debt but he refused but then mikasa entered the house in all her pure and innocent glory, eren yeager was entranced.

he made a deal with the ackerman boy by making his older sister the collateral or the boy's death, he tried to fight for his sister but mikasa knowing that she's the only one who can save his brother agreed and went with eren.

from then on, eren introduced everything sexual to the older ackerman and she enjoyed it of course and the longer they were together the faster the two developed feelings for each other and uh i can't think of more shenanigans but i just wanna share what i daydreamed about while im showering earlier.

-vibrating dildo anon (HAPPY FUCKING HOLIDAY TO MY FAVORITE EM WRITER I LOVE U LYS!)

beloved!! OMG HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO U TOO ♥️♥️♥️♥️ U always have the most fun hcs I love this!!!! AHHHHHH so fun!! Okay I'mma give my thoughts!! Bc we do love to elaborate on mobster Eren 🥵🥵🥵

-what if Mikasa has always kinda known Eren, like they went to school together, she knew him in passing, he was always a delinquent even back then, he had the makings of a mobster all over him, as soon as he turned 18 he showed up to class with a whole ass sleeve of tattoos and Mikasa knew he was trouble.

-of course Hayate (sorry i just slapped that name on her bro and I usually go with it 😂) always looked up to Eren as younger kids do, they all thought he was so fucking cool, standing outside at lunchtime smoking up, with all his tattoos. And Mikasa always told him not to interact with the problematic Yeager boy.

-by the time her and Eren both graduate Miaksa breathes a sigh of relief, she thinks it's over, she doesn't need to worry about her little bro and his weird infatuation with Eren Yeager and gang life anymore.

-Unfortunately it's not so easy.

-Eren isn't a bad guy despite all the stuff out there about him being a gang leader and a drug lord, he just needs it to get by. He just has a bit of an edge, and a temper, but he's not an inherently bad person. His dad isn't in the picture anymore and Carla barely makes ends meet working as a nurse in the hospital, it's not enought to support them both and pay the mortgage on the house and the debt his dad left them, so he gets into drugs and gangs to help out.

-But he's not a bad guy, and at high school graduation, where everyone is surprised to see him graduate he approaches Mikasa in the field where everyone is throwing their caps and he warns her.

-He's always had a soft spot for their valedictorian, he doesn't really know why, he just kinda likes her, thinks she's cute, her blemish-free skin, milky and free of tattoos, she's beautiful and innocent and going places in life. Maybe that's why he likes her because she's the opposite of everything she stands for. but he likes her, so despite her never being his biggest fan, actually being a bit disdainful towards him, he warns her.

-"Mikasa, your brother is getting mixed up in some bad stuff, if you don't want it to go further, stop it now. The temptation of crime and gangs won't just end when I leave school. Watch him, make sure he doesn't drop out or in too deep, because after that you can't leave. And there are already eyes on him, they don't let new members go so easily." -Mikasa sort of believes him, and for a while she does try to keep an eye on Hayate, but everything seems okay, he's doing well in school the next year and her parents assure her he's completely fine. All is well. -Until it's not.

-Hayate goes down a dark road, he almost fails out of school several times, graduates by the skin of his teeth and Mikasa coming home from university to help him with his studies, doing some of his work for him. He joins a gang, and then another shortly after he graduates, and just like Eren he now has a full sleeve of tattoos and a back piece that Mikasa doesn't want to know the cost of.

-She knows he's into drugs too, she's seen the bags of white in his bedroom and neither she nor her parents no what to do but watch their child spiral. -They try everything from rehab to calling the cops on him themselves and finally it ends when Hayate runs away and Mikasa regrets not taking Eren's words more seriously.

-It's a few years later when Mikasa finally speaks to her brother again, he calls her crying from an unknown number and the only way she figures out its him is by his sobs of her name, so similar to when he was younger and he would cry for her in his crib, Mika, Mika.

-she finds out he's in deep, owes too much, he got fucked over by an important buyer and now he doesn't have the necessary drugs or the money to pay it all back and he's up shit creek because it all falls to him. -There's already a call out for his life and Mikasa does the only thing she can for her only sibling, she invites him to her place several towns away on her secluded acre of property up in the forest on the mountains. She works from home mostly so she prefers the view of this home to the convenience of living cloer to town.

-It works for a while but her brother can't hide forever and the mob will find him, and of course it's Eren Yeager who does.

-He shows up, greeting Mikasa with a tight smile, "I know he's here." -She tries valiantly to deny it, but her brother comes out when Eren tells her how much he owes. How she'll be on the hook for it if he doesn't pay up.

-"Eren please, they'll kill him, he doesn't have it."

-"I told you Mikasa, I told you to keep an eye on him and that was already a kindness."

-Hayate goes willingly, telling her it's okay she shouldn't pay for his mistakes he'll find some way to pay off his debts.

-Because it doesn't matter that Eren Yeager isn't a bad guy, he's also not a nice one and he's a leader in a gang, he doesn't let people off easy.

-but still, irritatingly, even years later he finds he still has a soft spot for sweet, pure Mikasa Ackerman, beautiful even without makeup standing in the foyer of her home in jeans and a t-shirt her cheeks stained with tears and eyes red-rimmed. He is still very attracted to her, far more than any other girl he's ever been witih. Maybe it's her sweetness, her innocence, how desperate she is to save her brother. But he makes her an offer .

-"I'll settle his debts if I get you Mikasa."

-"What how do you mean?"

-"No!" hayate protests but they both ignore him.

-"As collateral I'll take you, I'll pay out his debts in one large sum and Hayate can work it off, whatever doing less risky things, he can even work in my legit business, no more gang shit. But I want you."

-"how?"

-Eren's eyes spark a mischievous green as he repsonds, "As my wife, in my bed."

-Mikasa agrees on the spot, and she doesn't know if it's the best or worst decision she's ever made.

#lys's drabbles #gangsta au

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heybeybey · 3 years

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Promises

I should probably be working on the three multichaps I've been balancing but ehehe oh well *throws a new fic to the fandom*

Summary: As the Scouts gear up to retake Shiganshina, Captain Levi makes a promise to the mother of his child. [Canonverse where Petra lives]

Words: 1,425

Pairing: Rivetra | Levi x Petra

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“I’m marrying you when I get back.”

His voice was a hush, but the words were loud enough to make Petra pause on her self-imposed task to saddle in his horse. He’s sure that he’d scolded her for the nth time already, telling her that it’s not her job to do so.

Not now when she’s three months into her pregnancy.

It all started the same night after the 57th expedition. Their squad’s death led to passionate sighs and grief-stricken fucks in his office. This was promptly followed by nervous stutters the morning after.

They decided to never talk about it ever again, not when they’re anticipating Petra’s upcoming promotion to become his second-in-command with her being the remaining veteran in his team. The last thing he wants is people questioning the position that she more than deserved.

Three weeks later and Levi found himself barreling towards fatherhood.

He’d always considered himself a callous man, but seeing the heartbroken look on Petra’s face when she had no choice but to step down from his squad had been more than enough to break something inside him.

It was his very first time to sleep with a woman then and he’d already fucked it all up, and now he’d dragged his best subordinate down with him.

Levi had left the choice all up to her, not really knowing how to approach Petra when they weren’t even together. All he could do was promise to support her in whatever decision she’d take.

But Petra was insistent, her face fearful but voice filled with resolve when she announced that she’s keeping the child. Their child.

“Levi, you don’t have to,” Petra reasons, her hand now cradled on top of her rounding belly. “I’ve told you as much before.”

Levi gives a cursory glance at his surroundings, seeing both soldiers and the only civilians in on the plan buzz around preparing for the Scouts’ biggest mission yet. He hesitates for a moment, not used to showing any type of affection in public, but he still reaches out to tuck a stray copper hair behind her ear, his finger lingering and trailing down the back of her earlobe.

Petra visibly shivers, and it takes them both back to the night their child was conceived.

An accident, but to the both of them, not a mistake.

Not when he’d see Petra light up with the kid’s every kick after the initial discomfort on her face. Not when he’d enter the apartment he’s renting for her and how it always felt like he was coming home.

She used to stay back with her father in Karanese but after the Military Police started targeting her with rumors of Levi’s involvement in her pregnancy, he made sure to drop by and hide her away in the most secure spot he could find near the Scouts’ HQ before he went on the run.

Petra was not happy with being treated like a porcelain doll, and he’d had to buy her grilled chicken with goat cheese and a slice of cheesecake as she nagged him down. Damn woman had been too obsessed with cheese since they learned she’s pregnant, but he’d found it more endearing than annoying.

He knew then that he’s probably too far gone.

Fatherhood was never a part of his plan, but he’d be damned first before he allows this child to be fatherless and leave the woman who’d always stood by him hanging.

Levi had never defined his relationship with Petra. For so long, she was his subordinate and she’d been brave enough to push past the boundaries to offer friendship. She became his lover for a night, the next thing he knows, she’s the mother of his child.

He wants more of her. He wants it all. A family, a house he’d come home to after each mission, a kid eager to welcome him back and a wife who’d kiss him and ask about how his day went.

Was he in love? Who the hell knows. He’d never been in a relationship before to even have a direct comparison. His shitty childhood didn’t help at all. But one thing he’s sure of is that whatever Petra’s willing to give him, he’d gladly take it.

“Who says I feel like I have to?” Levi finally replies as he pulls out something from his pocket, placing it on her palm. “Here.”

The ring was a simple copper band, and a box couldn’t even be seen in sight. He’d bought it during Historia’s coronation and it was the only piece of quality jewelry he could find that won’t completely blow the budget he’d set out for her and the upcoming baby.

It’s a cheap-ass ring, but Petra cradles the band in her hand as if it’s worth a thousand gold coins.

“I don’t want to tie you down,” Petra argues, tears now welling in her eyes the more she gazes at the ring on her palm. “You willing to raise him is more than enough—”

“Oi, kid,” Levi said, kneeling down on one knee to level his face with her growing belly. Petra’s breath hitches, amber eyes blinking wide at how the captain was willing to show his soft side when he’d always hidden behind a stony demeanor. “Your mom’s being stubborn. Can you ask her if she can marry me? Maybe she’d listen to you. She’d been insubordinate since you popped up.”

Levi gives her a pointed look, although he spares her a playful quirk of his lip.

He notices that the other soldiers were sneaking glances at them now, while the 104th brats were full on staring at the scene. Levi throws them all a glare to mind their fucking business, which draws out a quiet chuckle from the woman before him when they see Eren and Jean scamper off.

“You’re going to be a great father,” Petra notes, before quietly adding, “And husband.”

He snaps up, eyes as soft as it’s intense as he looks at her, “Is that a yes?”

She bites her lip, the sunrise illuminating her cheek makes her blush all the more breathtaking. She carefully slips the copper ring on her finger, and Levi couldn’t help himself from raising her hand to give a soft kiss on the back of her palm.

“Maybe you can take me out on a date first when you get back from Shiganshina?” She asks as she straightens the cravat underneath his scout cape.

“Levi, time to go,” Erwin calls out from behind them. Hange was busy rambling to Moblit while the newer squad leaders herd all their new recruits for a final briefing of each team.

Petra looks at the horizon, at the way the green expanse meets the golden glow of the rising sun. He sees how the melancholy sparked in her eyes for a second when she takes a glance at all the other Scouts, and Levi felt that familiar tinge of guilt—the self-hatred that he’d done this to her even when both parties were consenting.

He leans down, giving her a kiss on her forehead and runs a thumb against her lower lip. He doesn’t know boundaries at this moment. They’d never fucked or even kissed since that night, but as she melts into his touch right now, he hopes to whoever deity’s out there that he’s doing something right.

“I’ll find a restaurant where you can eat all the cheese and chocolate that you want,” he promises instead.

“You better. You just proposed,” she teases him, but her voice betrays her as Levi hears the familiar nervous hitch in her tone. “I can’t be a widow when I’m not even married yet.”

It’s stupid to make such a promise, especially with how risky this mission is compared to all their previous attempts. But for the first time since he joined the scouts, Levi has this unwavering resolve that he is going to come back. Whatever it takes, he’ll come back.

He’d kill all the fucking titans if that meant his kid won’t grow up without a dad.

His hands settles on Petra’s waist to reassure both her and the child growing inside her, “I’ll be back here in no time.”

#rivetra #levi x petra #petra x levi #rivetra fic #levi ackerman #petra ral #rivetra au #writing's been hard recently because work's been draining so I'm trying to write short fics in between so i won't get too rusty lol

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colossal-fallout · 3 years

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AoT Valentines Day H/C’s

Head canons of how the following Characters would spend V day with their s/o.

Warnings; NSFW. 18+ only. Smut & Fluff.

Fem!Reader x Various Characters.

You have been warned...

Eren Yeager:

- You’d better buckle up and brace yourself, because this dark horse will absolutely astonish you with his valentine plans.

- He may act nonchalant about the whole affair, both before the event and during, possibly throwing you off guard and believing he isn’t actually going to do much, if anything at all.

- Oh, how wrong you are.

- So... so wrong.

- Expect a hell of a lot of affection. I can see his moody/brooding eyes glancing at onlookers as he wraps his arms around you, kissing your neck sensually; not giving a single f*ck who was watching. Today is about you, and you alone. If anyone had a problem with that, then they’d have to speak to him.

Not that they’d have the balls to...

- He will shower you with gifts.

Red roses, jewellery, soft toys, sex toys, lingerie...

Even if being spoiled with material things isn’t your thing, he will still do it. You deserve to feel like the queen he sees you as and today you will accept his love, no matter what.

- Back to that, ‘ not giving a f who was watching ‘ situation, he silently gloats as its the perfect excuse to boldly show others that you are his and no one should come near you with romantic intentions.

- He’ll definitely wine and dine you. The fanciest restaurant in town, your favourite food, music... the whole SHABANG.

Because of how busy he is, he doesn’t get to do this with you as much as he’d like so he makes the most of it.

- Then prepare your poor, unsuspecting booty. Because you will be SHOOK.

- He will spend hours warming you up. Kissing and nipping every inch of your skin, edging his way slowly to your core. Sighing and gasping at your beauty the whole time; praising you. His warm breath blanketing your skin.

By the time he gets there, you’re so fired up you can hardly take it.

- But, unfortunately he’s nowhere near done. He’ll run his tongue up you so

s l o w l y. He’ll over stimulate you, tease you and whisper the dirtiest things into you as he begins to include his fingers.

- He won’t even consider sliding inside of you until you’ve came at least three or four times.

- When he eventually does, he’s so turned on by the time he enters himself into you, he just sort of rolls you both up in a close ball, putting your legs up and wrapping his arms around you tightly, his head against yours and panting.

- “I love you, y/n...”

- After the biggest orgasm of his life, he’ll whisk you away to the shower before laying you back down into bed, head on his chest and telling you how much you mean to him.

Levi Ackerman;

- Levi isn’t a fan of PDA since he’s not only a stoic person, but a Captain held in high regard and wants to keep things professional around others.

But in certain situations (like valentines day) he’ll pat your head and brush your hair out of your eyes in front of his comrades. (Hair touching is Levi’s love language.)

- But once you’re in private, ooooh boy.

- Levi would make you your favourite food. He would consider taking you out but depending on his mood; he can’t really be dealing with people coming up and bothering him while trying to spend quality time with you.

“Ah, Levi. I didn’t think you ate here! Did you get my report on the --”

“Hange. Fuck off.”

- Red Roses. Lots of them. I can also see him buying you a new cloak. He doesn’t want you to be cold, and that old one is starting to smell...

- He would sit with his arm around the back of the chair you’re sitting in resting on the back lazily, with one leg sticking out.

You’re not on duty. This is the strongest yet most subtle way of letting others know; you. are. his.

- Sex with Levi would always be amazing, regardless of the day. But on special occasions, he treats you to a fantastic body massage before he starts getting heated.

Oils. Candles. He’ll even slowly (and gladly) bathe you.

- Expect the usual; taking his time with you, showing off his strength by eating you out against the wall, your legs over his shoulders, regardless of height difference.

- He’ll have you all over the room.

- The only difference is, today he peppers the dirty talk with some sweet nothings.

“I love making you squirm... you’re so beautiful.”

“Fuck, you feel so good around me. ...I love you, y/n.”

Porco Galliard;

(Side note; Porco isn’t my favourite since my best boy is Reiner, and I wanted to headbutt him when I saw the scene of him beating Reiner when they were young lol. I’ll try!)

- Porco is a cocky little sh-

Porco is a pretty confident guy, so on Valentines day, expect a decent amount of PDA. Snaking his arms around your hips from behind and kissing the crook of your neck.

- Beneath his... ego, does lie someone who really cares deeply for his friends and family. So expect to be spoiled.

A lot.

- “Anything you want, baby.”

- He’d prefer to take you somewhere more quiet for food, a cosy corner in a gusto bar or maybe eating alfresco at a lesser known restaurant.

- He’ll parade you around town, his arm draped across your shoulder, showing you off with a proud smirk tugging the corners of his mouth.

- I can see him being a dirty dark horse in the bedroom.

- He loves eating you out. Controlling when you cum, and making sure he is the only one who can make you feel this good at his mercy.

- His head expands several sizes when you beg for him or whimper his name.

“That’s right, beautiful. Who is making you feel so good, huh?”

- Dirty talk. A lot of it. And if you like it, he would defiantly be into degrading you.

“You take my cock like a good little whore.”

- Aftercare, I can see him being pretty clingy. He’d love to spoon you and have you close, running his fingers through your hair and grazing his fingers down your arm.

Armin Arlert;

- Armin is such a thoughtful person, he had this day planned for weeks.

- He’ll take into consideration your most favourite things to do.

Like the outdoors? Picnic.

Like to read? You betcha he’s taking you to the bookstore and buying you any you want.

- Expect him to lead you to a warm private area he's covered in candles and flower petals.

- He'll massage you from your feet, right up to your head. All while talking softly to you, telling you how he's felt since you met and how much you mean to him now.

- He will never take you for granted and will tell you this while he's working your thighs with his oiled hands.

- He will hesitate once he's reached your hips but will restrain himself until he's finished rubbing knots out of your entire body.

- "Let me show you how much you mean to me..." As he slowly lowers his head between your legs without once tearing his ocean blues from your eyes.

- Armin will carefully and meticulously work you, he's memorised all of your sensitive spots and how you like things done. He is amazing with his fingers.

- He'll relish your taste; passion and lust transforming this usually shy person into a hungry beast. He'll lick your wetness off his fingers before gently lifting you up, and sitting you down on his cock.

- Expect a lot of praise while you ride him. He loves telling you how beautiful you are.

- Once you're finished, he'll happily hold you while you quiver from aftershocks, kissing your head and playing with your hair.

- "That was amazing, y/n. I love you. So much."

Reiner Braun;

- Once Reiner loves, he loves so deeply.

- So you betcha he has a plan up his sleeve to show you how much you mean to him. Although it probably stressed him to hell thinking of something good enough.

- If something went wrong or didn't go to plan, he would freak out slightly.

- Reiner would do anything to show you how special you are. If you were a bit of a thrill seeker and/or were passionate about Titans like Hange, I could see him transforming somewhere to carry you around on his shoulder or in his hand. Obviously somewhere he couldn't be seen easily and be reported.

- This perfect man would, like Armin, make it an all day thing. Picnic, a romantic walk, dinner and even stargazing. He loves spending time with you and it's hard to find the time usually.

- Much like Levi, sex with Reiner is always mind-blowing.

- He loves taking his time to please you. He won't ever finish until you've been satisfied more than once.

- He would be the opposite of Levi with the nasty speak. With Reiner, it would be sweet something's sprinkled with dirty talk.

"You're perfect. I love you, y/n. You ride my cock so good."

- No matter how long you have been together, he still counts his lucky stars you're his and would do anything to protect you and keep it that way. This certainly comes out in how good he fucks you.

- All in all, I don't think Reiner would treat you any differently to how he always does. He shows his appreciation for you every damn day.

- This bear of a man loves to cuddle so once you're finished making passionate love, hell spoon you, hold you as close to him as possible and just thank whatever god's there may be that he has you in his difficult life.

Zeke Yeager;

- Zeke. I don't know why, but whenever I think of Zeke and how he'd be like in bed I get a little scared lol

- Zeke is pure FILTH. ...But we'll get to that...

- For valentine's Day, Zeke would craft you something. A handmade bangle or some form of jewelry. Maybe a necklace from a precious gem he crushed himself

- Poetry. I can totally see him writing you a sweet poem and leaving it somewhere he'll know you'll come across.

- Monke man keeps his feelings and thoughts pretty close to his chest so PDA would not be his thing. He instead would cherish you in a more private setting.

- He will spoil you with the finest foods and wine. Spinal fluid free, of course.

- In bed, Zeke is a freak. Extremely dominating, he takes out his stresses and frustrations out on you in the bedroom.

- Teasing, degrading, over stimulating and he loves doing you up the arse. Biting, markings even yelling like some wild animal as you brush his tip against your tonsils.

- He'll happily sit you on his face and just let you ride it until your hearts content, his fingers roughly digging into your flesh as you quiver above him.

- Zeke likes to fill you up as much as possible so expect sex toys in each of your openings while he forcefully fucks your throat.

- He might even be into pain play if you'll allow him to partake.

- So after Valentine's Day, definitely expect to spend the next day walking like you've been riding your horse on an extremely long expodition.

Pieck; "y/n? Are you okay? You're walking like I do... Have you hurt yourself?"

Jean Kirstein;

- Poor Jean has the best intentions and really wants to make the day special for you. But he's just so clueless at this sort of thing and would probably mess stuff up due to nerves and second guessing himself.

- He'll write you a love letter or poem, but scattered around him are paper balls and torn ideas as he tries to make it perfect.

- He'll take too much on at once. He'll forget he had something cooking while he's setting up something else and it'll burn, resulting in a comical fit of rage. So instead, he takes you out.

- Once you've calmed him.down and reassured him it was the thought that mattered, he calms down and you both have a lovely time.

- He'll take you for a nice walk after food and he proudly shows you off on his arm the entire time.

- Jean in bed is extremely thoughtful. He likes to take his time and be gentle, worshipping you like the goddess you are.

- He won't ever let himself finish until he knows you've had your fill and then some.

- When you ride him, he blushes slightly and watches your movements in awe, totally unbelieving that he's inside of this beautiful woman.

- Aftercare with Jean is one of the best. He'll leasuirely massage you while you lie on him, pillow talking deep into the night as he tells you how amazing you are.

I enjoyed writing these. I'll write more if I get any interest ☺️ Happy Valentine's!

#snk fandom #snk #snk season 4 #snk headcanons #attack on titan #reiner braun #jean kirstein #levi ackerman #valentines day #eren yeager #eren yaegar #armin arlert #zeke yeager #porco imagines #porco galliard #aot porco #imagines #snk imagines

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randomtwistedlife · 3 years

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Two Ghosts

Pairing: Reiner Braun x Female Reader

Summary: You are on a recon mission in Marley and run into Reiner. Little angsty.

Note: I just finished the anime and the manga and there are a lot of feelings and hence, this one shot was born. One huge spoiler regarding Reiner. If you know what I’m talking about, you can read this. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, spoiler ahead. POV shifts between reader and Reiner.

Based on Two Ghosts by Harry Styles

Feedback is appreciated.

We're not who we used to be

We're just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me

Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat

You pulled the hood of your cape onto your head as you weaved across the sea of people. Glancing at the setting sun, you let out a curse. You were late. His letter, which was tightly clutched in your hands, had instructed you to meet him at the specified address tonight as soon as the sun set. Even though he hadn’t written a lot about himself, most likely afraid that the letter would fall into the wrong hands, you knew it was him from his handwriting and the way he wrote the words.

Jean was here. In Marley.

You had arrived in Marley a little over a month ago on a recon mission. The mission was simple — infiltrate Marley, specifically Liberio, because that’s where the Warrior program was, scout the high ranked officials, and understand the socio-political situation. It was the solitude and the feeling of otherness that was hard to deal with. Everyone on this side of the sea hated you. Well, not you specifically, but your kind. You just wanted to talk freely with someone. Though Eren was here as well, he wasn’t an option. He had been here almost as long as you, but visiting him at the hospital would raise too many eyebrows considering Eren’s secret identity was not supposed to have any family. And so you stayed away. But now Jean was here.

Your face hurt from smiling so much. It was hard to remember the last time you had been this happy. You would tell him all the information you had been able to gather till now and then, you would drink and eat and have fun with your friend. Just one night of fun - you deserved that after everything. You had already thought of all the questions you were going to throw at him. You wanted to know how everyone was doing back home — Armin, Mikasa, Connie, Sasha, Commander Hange, and Captain Levi. Thinking about your home and your friends left you with a sense of longing. Closing your eyes, you brushed aside the melancholic feeling. You will reunite soon. Walking a little faster, you looked up to locate the bar you were supposed to meet Jean at and that is when you bumped into him.

~~~

Reiner sighed. He had just dropped an enthusiastic Gabi at her home, and all he wanted to do now was get drunk and fall asleep. Sometimes, being around Gabi was tiring for him. The girl was hell-bent on inheriting his Armoured Titan thinking that it was the biggest honour in the world. How could he tell her otherwise? He himself didn’t know what he believed. He did, however, know that he didn’t want his cousin to go through what he did. But how does he explain all the anger, and the sadness, and the guilt that is buried deep inside of him to a 12-year-old when he himself couldn’t make any sense of his feelings?

If he hadn’t been lost in his thoughts and was watching where he was going, he probably would have avoided the collision altogether. When he finally realised what was happening, it was too late. There she was, her face covered behind her cape and walking straight towards him. The moment she crashes into him, Reiner holds her shoulders to help balance her. As he does so, he notices the piece of paper she was holding fall down on the road.

She apologises, so does he. As she walks past him, he bends down to pick up the piece of paper and calls out to her.

“You dropped something.”

She turns, and the world around him fades away.

~~~

You have been on enough battlefields to understand what people mean when they say, “Time moved slowly” but this was the first instance you fully understood what “Time stood still” meant. You don’t know how long you have been standing on the street. Jean’s letter left forgotten in his hands. He cannot have that letter; it could compromise the entire operation. But at this moment, you can’t seem to care. You should snatch the letter and run away, but you don’t. You just stand there staring into his hazel eyes.

Long gone is the young boy that you looked up to. His hair is longer and his sharp cheekbones are now slightly covered under his goatee. You had grown up in the last four years, but so had he. His eyes were wide and staring back into your own. You opened your mouth to say some something - anything - but words wouldn’t come out. You could hear a loud thudding - maybe it was your heart or maybe your head, you weren’t sure. Your mind was blank all because he was standing in front of you.

Reiner Braun. The boy you had fallen in love with. The boy who was responsible for the death of your family and friends. The boy - no, man - who could still make your heart flutter.

You had known that there was a high possibility of running into him, but you still volunteered to be a part of the infiltration. Maybe you wanted to run into him. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Move! Speak! Do something! You screamed internally, but you felt frozen to your spot.

“Y/N,” he spoke, his voice shaky.

Your heart skips.

“Y/N,” he calls out to you.

The sound of his voice accelerated the already rampant pounding of your heart, and it felt like it would burst any second.

He took a step towards you. You took a step back.

“No,” your voice soft but firm.

You couldn’t face him after everything he had done.

~~~

The one thing Reiner had wanted more than anything in his life was to see you again. Of course, he never expected that to ever come true. Ever since his return from Paradis, he has spent a countless number of nights thinking about how if he ever met you again, he would tell you everything and you would forgive him. He never expected that to happen either, but isn’t that why they are called dreams? Late at night, he could hope to see you again. In his dreams, he could imagine spending a life with you.

And now here you were. Standing right in front of him.

The young girl he had fallen in love with was now a beautiful woman. Not that you weren’t beautiful before. Back when he was pretending to be a soldier of Paradis, he had seen you covered in blood, sweat and grime several times and you were still the most beautiful human to ever grace the planet in his eyes. Your hair, which looked much shorter than the last time he had seen you, was framing your face. Besides the guarded expression that you wore, your eyes were locked with his own.

“No,” you spoke as you stepped away from him.

His throat went dry. His palms moistened and he could hear the crinkle of the piece of paper he was holding as he clenched his hands. Reiner couldn't be certain that this wasn't a dream. His hands were itching to touch you, to feel the smoothness of your skin, and to confirm that you were indeed standing in front of him.

“I —” he spoke again, but stopped. What could he even say? That he was sorry? A simple ‘I’m sorry’ wasn’t enough. He knew he could never atone for all the violence he had ensued; for all the people that were dead because of him. The apology that was stuck in his throat was too little, too late.

You tilted your head slightly, and Reiner saw how your guarded expression slowly changed into something else. Your eyebrows narrowed and your face flushed a deep shade of red.

“Reiner,” you spat out his name.

Although he was expecting it, the venom in your voice startled him. The air between the two of you had shifted, becoming much more tense. His glance flickered from you to his surroundings. He could feel their watchful gaze on the two of you. Everybody in Liberio knew who he was. The people walking by seemed quite interested in what was happening between the Armoured Titan and the woman he was with. Looking back at you, he realised things could go south quickly. Hastily, he reached for your arm, without giving you a chance to fight him, and dragged you to the nearest alley, away from prying eyes.

“Back off, Braun.”

“You shouldn’t be here.”

“And you shouldn’t have been at my home, but things don’t always happen according to plan now, do they?” you retorted.

“I know this doesn’t count for anything, but I’m sorry. If I could go back in time, I would do things differently,” he admitted.

You looked away, breaking off the eye contact, “Well, you can’t.”

The slanting rays of the setting sun shone on your face, making you seem more alluring than ever. He was so screwed.

~~~

His admission caught you off guard. Did he regret doing what he did? Was he genuinely sorry? He did apologise, but how could you trust what he said? You had trusted him once, with your life and your heart, and look what happened.

“Was any of it real?” you asked.

Your eyes were trained on the cat rummaging for scraps in the alley dumpster, but your ears were straining to hear his answer. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him, specially if he confirmed he had merely used you for his mission.

“Yes. All of it. All of us,” he replied.

You turned your head and risked a peek in his direction.

“I — The mission was to break the wall, blend in, and bring the Founding Titan to Marley. You were never supposed to be a part of it.”

His eyes were focused on you.

“I tried really hard, you know. I tried not to fall in love with you. Annie and Bertolt realised what was happening as well and tried to keep me away from you, but we all know how that worked out,” he chuckled ruefully. “You were fierce when you protected and stood up for your friends. You were sweet and kind and understanding. You had been through so much —” his eyes cast downward “ — and yet you still could love and be kind.”

He looked back up at you. “By the time I realised what you meant to me, it was too late.”

You screwed your eyes shut. No, this couldn’t be happening. Four years. It had taken you four years to heal your heart and here he was breaking down your walls all over again.

“Stop,” you whispered.

“You deserve the truth, (Y/N)” he spoke softly.

You shook your head and opened your eyes. They burned with unshed tears.

“I never meant to hurt you, and I would spend the rest of my life making things right. I loved you.”

All this time you had been telling yourself that the bond you had shared with Reiner was nothing but a lie. He never cared about you. You were simply a means to an end for him. But the words spilling from his mouth were enough to turn your world upside down. You looked up as you felt the heat from his body. You could feel his breath on your face. Were you two standing this close before?

“I love you,” he whispered.

Your heart skipped a beat, your eyes jumping from his lips to his eyes. Reiner leaned in and you let him. You parted your lips and felt him washing over you like a wave of warmth. Your entire body tingled. The kiss started soft and slow with your arms locked with his. He took a step back when the two of you came back for air.

“I’m sorry, I needed to do that —” he started speaking, but you placed your hands behind his neck and pulled him in.

He wrapped his arms around your waist, holding your body close. He pulled you in, claiming your mouth once again, this time hungry and intense, until your knees gave in. His hands were on your hips and he lifted you up as if you weighed nothing. He moved the two of you so your back touched the wall. His body was pressing into yours and you inhale his scent. He still smelled like the boy who won you over years ago.

The two of you come back for air and he presses his forehead against yours.

There were a million thoughts running through your head. Reiner couldn’t know why you were in Marley, he couldn’t know about your friends being in Marley either, and oh shit, you were supposed to meet up with Jean. But right now, none of that mattered to you. All that mattered was that Reiner was here, with you, kissing you.

“I love you too, Reiner.”

~~~

If an ex who killed your friends and family tries to walk back into your life, please run far, far away.

#reiner x reader #reiner x y/n #reiner fanfic #reiner oneshot #aot x reader #aot fanfiction #snk fanfiction #snk oneshot #aot oneshots #jean kirstein

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arminbitchlover · 3 years

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reincarnated lovers (3)

armin arlert x f! reader

summary: reader and armin decide to give the start of their relationship a second chance.

word count: 3.7k

content warnings: content warning: mentions of drug use, vaginal and oral sex (F & M receiving), a slight insinuation of overstimulation, fingering, praise, & creampie

“Wow, you have a nice apartment.” Armin opens the door for you, and you gaze at his spacious apartment in awe.

“No need to flatter me.” He slightly chuckles, placing his keys on the small table against the wall.

“Trust me, I would never.” You tease as he grabs your hand and leads you to his kitchen.

You immediately take notice of how modern and simplistic his home is. The color palette throughout his apartment is cool tones, mostly consisting of white and gray. It somewhat makes you feel like you're in a museum rather than someone’s house. He doesn't have any pictures of family or friends on his wall, not even a frame of him and Eren.

“How do you feel about pancakes?” He crouches down to the bottom cabinet and pulls out a baby blue griddle.

“That actually sounds amazing right now.” You place your stomach in your hand, realizing how queasy you feel with only alcohol in your stomach.

“Could you get the pancake mix from the pantry, please?” He smiles at you while grabbing the oil from the upper shelf and placing it on the counter.

You open the door and instantly spot a never-ending pile of ramen neatly stacked on the floor. Adorable. Your eyes shift to the box of pancake mix on the middle shelf that's surrounded by other dessert mixes and grab it. You walk over to Armin, who already took out the ingredients with a bowl, measuring cups, and a spoon that's nicely arranged next to the griddle.

“I’m letting you know right now, I am not a gourmet chef so you cannot complain about the results,” He playfully warns you as he opens up the pancake mix.

“Armin, we’re making box pancakes. Not even from scratch.” You laugh, pulling out the plastic bag from the box, and cutting it open.

“You don’t have to make me feel bad about it.” He fakes a pout as he starts to pour the oil into the measuring cup.

You try to give him a serious look, but immediately break out into a smile when he makes eye contact with you. He hands you the ingredients while you incorporate everything into the bowl, enjoying the presence of one another.

As you pour the batter on the griddle, Armin starts asking you random questions from your dream job as a kid to your biggest fears in life. While it was somewhat arbitrary, you thought how cute he looked while he listened to absolutely every single word that came from your lips. Occasionally, while you're busy flipping pancakes and answering his questions, he gets a quick glimpse at your slightly parted lips, but you never seem to notice.

"You're a really interesting person, you know." He leans back against the counter, watching you place your dinner onto the plates.

"I doubt that very much." You argue while taking the plates to his dinner table.

"Well, I think otherwise, and you still haven't thanked me for making dinner for our date." He rolls his eyes but quickly breaks character, seeing the confused look on your face.

"Huh, so it wasn't you that was just sitting on your ass and questioning me as if I was at a job interview?" You joke with him, taking the seat that's across from him.

"I have no recollection of such." He smirks as he walks over to the refrigerator and grabs two water bottles.

"Thank you." You takes the water bottle out of his hand, taking notice of how pretty his hands looked around your beverage.

He smiles and sits down, eyeing what he thought to be the best-looking pancakes he's ever seen.

"Well, enough about me, I want to get to know you now." You make eye contact, holding it a bit longer than needed before looking down and cutting up your meal, not wanting to make yourself look weird.

"Ask away." He opens his water and takes a quick sip.

"How were you like as a kid?" You begin eating your pancakes, waiting for Armin to answer.

"I was and still am a quiet kid. I've always minded my own business, so I didn't have many friends growing up. I only had Eren and Mikasa and we only met because they defended me when they saw some older kids messing with me." You look up at him, only to be met with a neutral face.

"I'm sorry about that, Armin." You break eye contact, worried that you may have just ruined his night by making him reminiscent.

"Don't apologize, I stopped thinking about those assholes a long time ago." He gives you a reassuring smile as he continues to eat his food.

"I'm happy to hear that." You take a swig from your water bottle, thinking of the next question to ask him. "What's your favorite memory? Whether it be from last week or years ago." You lighten the mood, immediately noticing Armin break out into a huge grin.

"There was this one time during senior year in high school with Eren and Mikasa and we smoked weed but for Eren, it was his first time. So, I guess to like 'impress'," He starts giggling as he does air quotes, "me and Mikasa, he decided to take a long ass hit and it completely backfired on him. When he first breathed out, he started coughing but tried holding it back, but he just started hacking nonstop, and every time he tried drinking water, he would just spit it back up." He throws his head back, cracking up while finishing his story.

"So, you enjoy watching other people suffer?" You smile, not aware of how contagious his laugh is.

"Yeah, I guess." He keeps laughing as his eyes start to tear up.

"It just makes it so much funnier than I was already somewhat high, and everything just gets a billion times more amusing than what it really is." He chuckles before looking back into your eyes, taking in the beauty that'sin front of him.

"Damn, I wish I was there to see it." You snicker, thinking about how Eren embarrassed himself even though you feel a bit guilty thinking it was funny in the first place.

"Well, we frequently have sessions so you should definitely join us if you'd like." He finishes up his dinner and takes his plate to the sink.

"I'll think about it." You quickly eat the last of your pancakes and feel your phone vibrate in your pocket.

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roomie <3

Today 12:12 AM

where tf are u

i've literally been gone for the

past hour

with armin right ;)

uhhh

omg i need to stop texting you and

sleepover while you're at it :)

we'll see (;

have fun and use protection

love you

oh god

love u too

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"Is everything alright?" Armin looks at you concerned, noticing your eyes widening at your screen.

"Huh? Oh yes, uh it was just Sasha." You put your phone back in your pocket, not wanting to give Armin any ideas.

Your heartbeat quicken as you face Armin, Sasha's message ingrained in your head. You doubt anything would happen tonight, it's barely your second date, but it was something to think about. As soon as your mind starts wandering into more inappropriate thoughts, you're interrupted by Armin's voice.

"Do you need me to take you back to your dorm?" He starts making his way to the door, not letting you respond.

"No, I can stay." You clear your throat; he stops in his tracks, having a bit of excitement by your answer.

"Oh okay, well is there anything you want to do?"

He stares into your eyes, feeling the tiny spark that wants to ignite. You feel your face start to heat up, trying to muster up anything to continue your night with Armin.

"Can I ask you one more question?"

"Of course." He feels his chest tighten, the electricity between you grow stronger as the silence stretches out.

What the hell do you want to ask him? You have little to no idea what you wanted to face him with. While you have to admit, everything about him at this very moment is so fucking perfect and you don't mind trying something, you wouldn't dare pressure him into anything. You continue bouncing with thoughts and kept convincing yourself that a little persuasion wouldn't hurt him and besides, it would be a shame if nothing fun went down.

"Is it okay if I kiss you?" You stay in your seat, worried that you may have broken a boundary that Armin had no intention of crossing. Your chest gets knotted up as you feel embarrassment rush over your body, regret started to quickly sink in.

His eyes widen and feels his heartbeat in his throat, indulging at the thought of doing so much more than just a kiss. He starts walking towards you, not aware that he didn't answer your question, rather just pulls you out of your seat and snakes his arms around your waist.

"Is uh- this okay?" His face turns into a bright pink, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness.

"Yes." You wrap your arms around his neck, not wasting a second longer.

You meet your lips with him, a soft whimper comes from his throat as you pull him closer. Your lips move in sync as if you had already done this a million times before. You bring one of your hands to his hair, slightly gripping it to try and get another noise out of him. You feel him pour all of his desire for you into that one kiss.

"Fuck." He mumbles under his breath, moving his hands to your ass, slightly squeezing it. Before you can take it any further, he pulls away from your kiss, grabs your hand, and takes you to his bedroom.

"Are you fine with this?" He has a concerned look on his face, making sure what he felt was a mutual feeling.

"Mhm." You nod your head, and he collides his lips with yours, drawing you in for a more heated kiss.

You part your lips, allowing his tongue to slip through, and you feel your body thrill with electricity. Everything just feels so natural between the two of you, there's no second-guessing or hesitation; it all felt right.

You both slowly started making your way to his bed, not breaking away your kiss as he lowered you onto it when the back of your knees is met with the edge. His hands traveled lower and made their way under your shirt and his cold fingertips are met with your warm soft stomach while pulling your shirt over your head. You slightly gasped when he came into contact with your skin, but this doesn't stop him from going any further. He took his lips to your neck, softly sucking and biting along your collarbone, letting his hot tongue glide over each spot he marked.

"Shit-" You choke and slightly arch your back, thinking to yourself how you've never felt this kind of delectation from someone before.

You grab his chin and pull him back to your lips and push his wrist down to your clothed core. He lightly presses against you, causing a jolt in your thighs while you moaned into his mouth. You feel a slight grin form on his face as he continues to tease you and felt you grind against his middle finger.

"You sound so pretty," He whispers into your ear.

You feel the arousal pooling low in your stomach, feeling him slowly dip under your panties and started massaging circles on your clit. You felt your legs start to slightly tremble and your back arched even more than before as the heat from his body filled you with a wave of delight.

"Armin." You grip your hands against his shoulder, becoming desperate for things to start escalating.

"Say my name again," He commands as he lifts his head and stares into your eyes, full of lust and desire.

"Armin, give me more, please," You whine, feeling your walls fluttered around nothing.

"Anything for you." He makes his way down your body, leaving a trail of peppered kisses from your neck to your pelvis.

He pulls off your panties, leaving you in only your bra, admiring what was inches away from his face. You could almost feel his gaze travel all over your body. You look down and make eye contact with him, watching him lower his face into you. You grasp the bedsheet and your eyes rolled back as his tongue lightly flicks against your clit. You buck your hips against him, growing incredibly impatient and he knows it.

"C'mon, please," You whimper, moving your hands to his head, and clutching his golden hair.

He grips the sides of your thighs and begins devouring you, his tongue becoming completely coated with your slick arousal. You feel his nose bump against your clit and causes your vision to swim while tugging on his locks from the bliss Armin created. You suddenly feel one of his fingers slip into you effortlessly, causing your mind to go blank while he curls it to hit the perfect spot.

"More," You cry out, grinding on his face as you felt your orgasm start to build up.

Without any hesitation, he slips another finger into you, widening your legs even more, making you start to see stars. It all starts to become too much for you, the stimulation starts to overload all over your drenched center. His tongue vigorously presses against your clit and fingers hitting your sweet spot, making everything feel so delirious.

"Sh-shit, Armin I'm close." You dig your nails into his scalp, throwing your head back, trying to hold off as long as possible to make it last a little longer.

"Let me hear you." He pull away for a second before enveloping himself back into you, making sure you feel nothing but pleasure.

That's all it takes to put you over the edge, and you reach your climax while moaning out his name. Your body becomes filled with a riptide of euphoria as you lose yourself in all the sensations. You can't believe the way he makes you feel; every little thing he does to you makes you feel so weak and submissive to him. Your legs are trembling, and he doesn't waste any time and begins to start kissing your inner thighs while gently rubbing your clit to help soothe you from your high.

"God, you're so beautiful," He breaths out while making his way back up your body and to your chest while unclipping your undergarment with a single hand.

"Y-You make me feel so fucking good." Your hands moves across his shoulder blades as he starts kissing your breasts, using his index finger and thumb to stimulate your nipples.

His other hand travels over your curves, feeling as if he needs to memorize every single feature of your body. You feel ecstasy relish over you, breathing heavily as Armin's lust for you takes over his mind. You can't ask for more than this right now, having someone do everything they could to make you feel nothing but absolute pleasure and you want to return the favor.

You slide up from under him, sitting up against the pillow, and flip him to the bottom.

"Wha-" You cut him off with a rough kiss, moving your hands to the bottom of his long sleeve, tugging at it.

You pull away and allow him to take off his shirt, admiring his pale, milky body. You can't believe the sight in front of you, he looks so fucking beautiful. You meet with his eyes and notice embarrassment rush over his face. You lean down and give him a gentle but passionate kiss.

"You're so handsome," You whisper his ear before you nibble on his earlobe, causing his thighs to slightly jolt.

You begin kissing down to his jawline, somewhat pressing your tongue against it while your hand softly traces his abs. You feel his stomach muscles contract under touch while his arms loosely wrap around your waist, delicately sliding his palms across your back. It doesn't take long for you to make your way down his body while you make sure to leave a hickey or two on his chest before meeting his bulge.

"You d-don't have to." He starts sitting up, but you place your hand on his chest to stop him.

"Let me make you feel good." You plead, pulling off his pants and boxers to reveal his hard cock that was seeping of pre-cum, just for you.

You run your hands on his thighs before bringing one up to the base of his dick. You look back at Armin, who seemingly has his head back while his face is flushed into a soft red. You glob spit on his dick before pumping your hand slowly, making sure that he feels every little sensation you're making. He lets out a shaky exhale, trying his hardest not to release with only a single touch.

You smirk to yourself feeling him pulse in your palm before moving it back down to the base and swiping your tongue on his tip.

"O-Oh." He moans out, moving one of his hands to your head.

You start humming very quietly, bobbing your head up and down with the slight pressure of Armin's palm. He groans, feeling his face heat up with everything you're doing to him.

As seconds passed, Armin's pressure on the back of your head only becomes more forceful, making you gag a bit and cause tears to form as he starts throat fucking you. It doesn't take long to begin to feel him twitch in the back of your throat, but before he could release himself, you pull away, looking up and seeing a shocked look on his face.

"I'm sorry, did I take too far?" He starts sliding up against his headboard, thinking he made you uncomfortable.

"No! Not at all... I just want to do something more." You hesitate with your words.

All you want at this very moment is to make sure Armin felt nothing but pleasure from you. Your heart starts thumping sporadically, loving the idea of riding him till he couldn't take it anymore.

"Y-Yeah, of course," He stutters as he quickly pulls out a condom from the drawer in his nightstand.

You think to yourself how cute he lookes getting flustered and excited with the thought of you topping him. You watch him slightly stumble while taking the condom out of its packaging before rolling it on himself. He looks back at you, a smirk on his face as he grasps your waist and pulls you onto his dick.

You align yourself with him before lowering yourself, watching his head fall back. His eyes become filled with desire as you bite your lip from his cock stretching you out.

"Shit.." He groans as you take all of him in, feeling your walls become adjusted to his cock.

You don't move for a second, savoring how it feels with him inside of you; feeling connected with one another. But once you begin to move, it's impossible to stop.

You start off slow and sensual, feeling him hit your cervix that caused a delightful pain in you. You bend down to his face leaving kisses all over across his jaw as you slowly move against him. You don't want this to end, everything feels so right.

"You feel amazing." He drags out his words, sliding his hands up and down the sides of your body.

You pick your head back up, speeding up from his praise.

"I hope I make you feel so fucking good," You cry out, feeling him start to hit all the right spots that you didn't even know were there.

Before your legs could start to burn, you feel his hands form a good grip on you before he starts thrusting forward, at this point making himself fuck you instead.

"A-Armin!' You yelp, feeling overloaded from the overwhelming pressure that begins to build up inside you.

He starts controlling the rhythm, taking all the power you thought you had over him. You grip his shoulders, leaving crescent-shaped markings from his strokes becoming harder and deeper.

He admires the way your tits bounce every time he thrusts into you, wanting to see it happen over and over again. He loves seeing your head falls back as your eyes roll to the back of your head, starting to lose control of yourself from everything he's doing to you. He worships the idea that he's the one making you feel this good.

"I'm about to.." You close your eyes, letting yourself surrender and submerge into the wave of pleasure.

"Fuck, me too." His eyes darken, picking up the pace as your grip on him began to loosen.

You feel your stomach swoop from his words.

"C-Can I cum inside you? He groans, feeling himself twitch in you, worried that he might release himself too soon.

"Please." You unravel yourself onto him, your walls flutter against him and your arousal drips out of you.

"Armin!" You cry out his name one last time, the sensation becoming too much that it was almost painful.

The feeling of bliss and ecstasy take over as you feel his cum gush into you while moaning out your name. You ride him out a little longer, helping him come back down from his high before lying next to him.

You both exchange lazy kisses with one another, savoring each other's warmth for as long as possible.

"Thank you for an amazing second first date." You smile, resting your head against his chest while he softly caresses your jaw.

"You deserve nothing but the best." He kisses your forehead before pulling you closer to him.

At this moment, you fee nothing but happiness; you know from then on that Armin is the person that you're going to spend the rest of your life with. You just can't believe that it took you nineteen years to find your soulmate, but luckily, you'll be spending the rest of your lives together in pure bliss.

a/n: armin does ask reader permission to cum inside her even though he has a condom on because he wanted to make sure she was completely comfortable with it :)

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Jean Kirstein X Reader

𝕮𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘

Attack On Titan (aot fandom)

Pairing: Jean X Reader

Word Count: 2.8K

A/N: Hello loves! This is a personal for my best friend @squeakybunni 🥺🤍. She inspires me to keep on doing what I love which one of them is writing so I hope I can make her happy and proud with this 🥺. And if you guys enjoy this or have any feedback, please don’t hesitate to leave a comment and like down below. Every like, reblog, and comment is always appreciated ❤️. Oh and one more thing, this will be in the readers POV so it’ll be in like for just an example, “I couldn’t help but smile shyly as I felt my cheeks warm up in a slight blush when his eyes met with mine.” Something like that if that makes sense haha. And to be honest, I’ll probably going to write like that for now on sense that’s how I usually write if that’s okay.

“I swear to god Sasha if you won’t shut up about it I will not hesitate to shove a pole up your ass!” Connie threatened as his cheeks tinted in a rosy blush as everyone in the room couldn’t stop laughing hysterically to the point where everyone’s sides began to hurt while we sipped on our alcoholic beverages. Sasha being Sasha just smirked before sticking her tongue out at his threat as she continued on about the story on how he once tried to hit on her which, of course, ended up failing up miserably. But to be fair, Connie was completely wasted during that time but we all couldn’t help but find it utterly funny considering the fact they see each other as only best friends.

“Okay, okay I’ll shut up about it Connie. Don’t get your panties in a twist okay?” Sasha snorted as she downed the rest of her drink as Connie just let out a gruff before getting up to use the restroom. I couldn’t help but softly laugh at their banter before I excused myself to get another drink from the kitchen as everyone went back to their own conversations with one another until Connie came back.

I guess I was so distracted with my own thoughts that I didn’t see where I was going until I bumped into someone’s chest, making me apologize profusely to them without looking up who it was until I heard that one voice that always made me weak to the knees. But the moment I laid my eyes on him, I couldn’t help but just stare at the gorgeous man that was in front of me. He was wearing a black tank top that showed off his defined muscles, some black jeans, and some black and white sneakers. And he had a golden chain necklace around his neck that complimented the whole outfit. Goddamn him for looking so good.

“Woah Y/n watch where you are going aye?” Jean teased playfully as he nudged my side with his arm softly, making me blush before returning my attention on him with a playful glare before we both burst into giggles.

“Maybe if you weren’t so tall, I wouldn’t have ran into a tall ass handsome tree.” I fired back with a smirk but it slowly fade away when Jean was smirking down at me with his arms crossed, making me realize what I had just said. Shit. But before Jean could confront me about it, Connie came back from the restroom with an evil smirk on his face as he yelled out that it’s time to play truth or dare. Thank you Connie for saving my ass. But before I could even move an inch back towards my living room, Jean suddenly pulled me into his arms as I felt his lips pressed against my ear before whispering into my ear, making it feel like my heart had stopped beating.

“Wel’ll talk about this later sweetheart. And oh by the way, you look beautiful tonight.” Jean whispered softly before blowing some air in my ear which it made me shiver from it being a bit ticklish. I couldn’t help but stare at him in shock as he winked at me before he found his spot on the floor while accepting a beer from Reiner. I guess I was staring at him a bit longer than I’d admit when I felt myself being dragged into the living room, making me blink a couple of times when I realized it was Mikasa who was pulling my arm towards the group.

“Come on Y/n, stop staring and drooling at Jean and get your ass in here, we are about to play.” Mikasa bluntly stated as a small smirk played on her lips before leading us both to the couch, making me mumble out a quiet response in protest.

“But Mikasa! I didn’t even get a refill on my drink!” I protested with a pout as I crossed my arms, making Mikasa playfully roll her eyes before pinching my cheeks with her hands as she mumbled how she’ll get me a drink before heading off to the kitchen, making me giggle out a thank you. As I was sitting on the couch minding my own business, I couldn’t help but feel a pair of eyes on me, making me flush as I took a sneak peek and I couldn’t help but blush even more when I realized it was Jean sipping on his beer with a hint of mischief in his eyes while Reiner was whispering something into his ear, which made Jean’s face turn a bright red as he elbowed Reiner in the stomach which made Eren and Armin laugh, making me raise an eyebrow at them before putting my attention back on to Mikasa as she handed me my drink.

“So Y/n, when will you just confess your feelings to Jean?” Sasha bluntly yet playfully questioned me quietly so Jean wouldn’t hear as she swung her arm around my shoulder, making me groan in slight embarrassment before I chugged a good portion of my drink.

“Does never count?” I grumbled out as I began to feel the effects of the alcohol getting to me as I could feel Sasha’s, Mikasa’s, and Christa’s eyes burn in the back of my head. By now, I feel like everyone except for Jean knows how I feel about him and honestly, I’m surprised no one has blabbed about my feelings to him yet.

“Sasha, just let her be please. If she’s not ready to tell him how she feels then it’s her choice. You just can’t force her to.” Christa sympathetically stated as she gently patted my back while giving me a small comforting smile, which, I gladly returned.

“Y/n, I hate to say this but I agree with Sasha on this one. You and Jean have been friends forever and it’s painfully clear that the both of you have strong feelings for each other. Jean is too stubborn to say anything though so you might have to make the first move.” Mikasa stated before taking a couple of sips of her drink. Before I can even protest my strong disagreements on what she was saying, our conversation was interrupted by Eren.

“Okay bitches it’s time to play truth or dare. Who should go first? If there’s no objections, I would love to go first and my fist victim will be... Y/n. Truth or dare?” Eren smirked darkly at me while the others all “ooooed” but Jean, he just looked at me sympathetically with a soft reassuring smile on his face, making my heart flutter as I returned the smile. Just something about him always calms my nerves a bit whenever I feel extremely nervous and anxious. You could say he’s my go to person for everything. After a few seconds of looking at Jean, I managed to look back at Eren as my nerves settled down a bit.

“Truth.” I barely whispered out, cringing at how pathetic I sounded. It felt like it was an eternity for him to come up with a question until I heard him clap his hands together. Great, what did this manic come up with.

“Tell us who you have a crush on. I think it’s about time that he knew how you felt about him. And almost everyone knows it’s someone in this room.” Eren said cheekily as his eyes never left mine, making me gulp as I squeezed my cup tightly as I scanned across the room, everyone having curious or smart ass looks on their faces except for Jean who was staring intently at me with his elbows on his thighs as he twirled the beer around in his beer can, making me bite my lip in nervousness. And Armin who was looking at me with worry as he waited for me to answer, hoping that Eren didn’t press to hard onto me about revealing about who my crush is. And if I could get lost in anyone’s eyes, it would be Jean’s.

“You son of a bitch, you just know how to put a girl on the spotlight don’t you?” I laughed as I chugged the rest of my drink down my throat before chucking my red cup at Eren’s face, making him playfully glare at me before letting out a soft chuckle with a shrug of his shoulders.

“Perhaps but you know I’m a mean bastard when it comes to this stuff. But now, now. Let’s not get off topic. Reveal the name of your crush. I’m sure he’s also dying to know.” Eren stated before shot gunning a beer as I felt Christa squeezing my hand in comfort, making me smile in relief that I know I have my girlfriends here to give me courage about going through this and comfort just in case things go to shit.

“If I was clearly sober, I would beat your ass to the ground Eren for making me go through with this but...umm...it’s...it’s Jean. My crush is Jean.” I squeaked out as I immediately hid my face in the comforts of my black plaid turtleneck as I feel like the only sound I could hear was pounding of my heart as the room was in complete silence. Will this ruin my friendship with Jean? Will this change everything for the worse? Who knows but the deafening silence is definitely not making things better.

“It’s about fucking time you said it Y/n because it would take about a lifetime for Jean to even admit his feelings to you. But thanks to you, we are all saved from his constant bitching about his secret fears of you not liking him back or when a guy tries to catch your eye by giving you compliments to make your heart flutter when he wishes it was him giving you all the compliments in the world on how beautiful you are too him. How he wished he could just wrap you in his arms like a burrito to protect you from all the bad things in the world. Or when—“ Reiner began to rumble on with the biggest grin on his face until Jean’s facial expression turned into a scowl with red cheeks painted in blush before elbowing Reiner in the stomach, making him fall over, groaning in slight pain before Jean shyly looked at me before turning away, making my jaw drop open a little in surprise that he feels the same way about me. I just couldn’t believe it. The man of my dreams felt the same way about me. Am I dreaming?

“Fuck yes! Is my ship sailing? I think it is! It’s about goddamn time it did” Sasha expressed in excitement as she bear hugged me from the side, almost making me suffocate from the lack of oxygen getting to my lungs until Mikasa was kind enough to push Sasha away from me, letting me breathe again as Sasha squinted at Mikasa.

“Did you really have to push me onto the floor Mikasa?” Sasha grumbled before retaking her spot next to me.

“Yes and I would do it again in a heartbeat.” Mikasa bluntly stated with a monotone in her voice but a small smile was starting to curl up on her lips as her and Sasha began to laugh hysterically together before getting up to get another round of drinks while putting each other in a playful choke hold, making me shaken my head in how ridiculous they can be. But, I admit, I wouldn’t change a single thing about either of them.

“Who knew it would be Y/n though to admit her feelings first. No offense Y/n but I always thought you’d be a hermit crab and keep your feelings for Jean with you til you died.” Connie snorted as he stretched his body across the floor, making me squint my eyes at him. But before I could come up with a comeback for his snarky remark, Jean graciously took action and began to smack Connie over and over again with my living room body pillow, making me crack a big grin on my face as me and the rest of the group began to laugh and take videos of Jean chasing Connie around my apartment with my body pillow while Connie screeched like a little girl. It had everybody rolling on the ground while holding their sides from the pain of laughing so much. After about five minutes of their little antics, they began to settle back down in their original positions.

For the rest of the night, tons of hilarious dares were played out and some juicy, revealing secrets were revealed by Mikasa, Christa, and Sasha, whom, we all had to take an oath that we swore that we wouldn’t breath their secrets outside of my apartment or else they would make our lives a living hell, which, we all know it’s an empty promise coming from Christa and maybe Sasha. But with Mikasa, you just don’t want to take the chance of fucking with her.

After countless of hours of ruthless truths and dares, Mikasa decided it was for the best that everyone should get a Uber and head home. Of course, everyone groaned in protest but eventually agreed not having the energy to fight her on it. But, there was one person who refused to leave and that person was Jean. I panically looked at Mikasa and Sasha before they left my apartment for my help but all they did was smirk and did some hip thrusts and making out faces, making me squint at them with annoyance before chucking some pillows at them while they left for the door with evil chuckles escaping pass their lips before I began to clean up the mess the group left behind. Someday, I will get my revenge on those two.

“Do you need a hand with that?” Jean softly whispered in my ear with a hint of sweetness and smoothness like caramel chocolate in his tone of voice, making me even more addicted to the sound of his voice. I didn’t realize how close he was to me until I turned myself around to look at him but the moment I did, our chests collided into one another, making me mumble out an apology before I went back to cleaning up the living room. But, before I could continue on with my cleaning, I felt Jean’s arms wrap around my waist, pulling me back into him as my back rested against his well built chest, making me even more flustered than I already was throughout the entire night.

“Jean...what...what are you doing?” I squeaked out barely over a whisper as he rested his chin on the top of my head, making me sigh in contentment as I closed my eyes and let myself get lost in the way he held me like I was the most precious yet fragile thing in the world. Man, does he know how to make me swoon even more over him.

“What? I can’t hold the person that I love in the warmth of my arms? And yes Y/n, I am confirming to you about my feelings without the help of a certain buffoon embarrassing the crap out of me.” Jean mumbled but with still sweetness in the tone of his voice. I couldn’t help but let out a snort of laughter at the way he spoke about Reiner before covering my mouth in embarrassment in hopes he didn’t hear the sound I made but I guess he did because next thing I knew what was happening is being turned around and engulfed into his chest as he pressed tons of sweet and lingering kisses on the top of my head, making me nuzzle my head against his chest in response.

“You make the cutest little noises Y/n, did you know that? I swear, everything that you do always makes my heart skip a beat and to be honest, I’m ecstatic how things went tonight. Now that I know that you feel the same way, I can’t wait to brag to the world about you Y/n, my precious girlfriend.” Jean sighed in contentment before picking me up bridal style as he began to carry me to my bedroom.

“And I can’t wait to brag to the world about you Jean, my loving boyfriend. And one more thing, why are you carrying me to my room? I still need to clean up the living room.” I whined as I tried to struggle out of his grasp which only made him hold me tighter against him before stopping in his tracks and placing his forehead against mine.

“Forget about it princess, we can always clean the rest up in the morning. Besides, I want cuddles with my beloved and I’m not taking a no as an answer missy.” Jean smirked before placing a loving kiss on my nose as he carried on towards my room, making me sigh in defeat knowing how stubborn is and no matter how hard I try to fight him on it, there’s no winning with him. But, I did won tonight, and I won the man I’ve always wanted.

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