#just because of some stupid rumors that people spread on TWITTER

[liltingoddesss]

NO WAY!!

this is actually adorable..

this woman better know how lucky she is-

#james hetfield #metallica #A #Adriana #bro is in love #i just want him to be happy #and if she's good enough to make this adorable man happy #then i'm happy too #what a sweetheart #james #hetfield #papa het #i love him so much #i don't even get why people are hating on Adriana for no reason #just because of some stupid rumors that people spread on TWITTER #just let him be happy #bye

[gatitties]

Rumors

─ Tenjiku x fem!reader

─ Summary: certain rumors about a powerful girl lead Tenjiku to you

─ Warnings: description of unpleasant ways to die

Part two / Part three / Part four

"I'm telling you again, you have the wrong person…"

You murmured to some boys that had cornered you before you could leave through the great doors of your high school, the head of that small group looked at you, fed up with you denying being who people said.

"Don't be stupid! There is no one else that matches your name."

You groaned in disgust when you noticed his growing anger, you didn't want to waste your valuable free time, you frowned making the hardest look you could, your dark circles dimmed your eyes and you gave one last blank look at the 'leader' of the group. The atmosphere around you intensified, as if it were suffocating, as if you were capable of breaking the necks of these five guys with one move.

The legs of the teenagers began to shake from the personality change, your sinister face and your iron gaze were enough to scare them away, although they said they would come back to kick your ass, you and your so-called gang.

"My God, what's up lately with all the jerks looking for a fight?"

You really didn't understand shit, as far as you knew, this last month there were several groups of people asking about you, they wanted to fight you because apparently you had a powerful gang and your name started to spread like wildfire, you heard nonsense like you had defeated a group of twenty men without ruffling your hair, even while filing your nails.

You? fighting? Do you even want to socialize a bit? If beating people up counts as socializing of course, you had nothing to do with those things anyway, the only struggles you had were with your math problems and if that subject was a person it would have kicked your ass not vice versa.

You had to ask a few people from your class, some who were more or less trustworthy and not swayed by those rumors, yes, rumors about you, not that you paid much attention to them but man, painting you as something inhuman that would be able to dismounting people twice your size with one punch was a bit over the top, wasn't it?

It's not that you looked cute or flirty, that was the main cause of the rumors starting, okay you admit it, you don't have the best fashion sense and maybe you dress a little darker than the others, maybe what sparked the rumors was your impassive demeanor, and your shitty face, because you didn't like to get up early, who does anyway? You just get to class and everyone is greeting each other with smiles on a Monday at seven in the morning, shut the fuck up, you want to sleep.

Looking back, yeah, maybe it was a bit because of your behavior, another reason that you thought would be of weight was your honesty, harsh honesty, you didn't like to beat around the bush and you went straight to the point of the issues, maybe that made your classmates see you as intimidating, geez, if they knew you cry over strangers' stories on the internet every time you open Twitter… Maybe some people were even intimidated by your height? Not that you were a building, but considering the average height of the girls, you were a bit above that.

The truth is that you had to agree with some of the rumors, you are creepy as fuck, not only sometimes because of your disheveled appearance, but also because of some of your comments, you could make very accurate descriptions of painful or disturbing deaths if is that the situation made you think of ways to die doing something everyday. Well, it's not your fault that you're a fan of crime shows, serial killers, etc.

"I hope we're not wasting time with this."

"Calm down Shion, it's not like we have anything to do, we're all here for a reason."

Izana commented as he looked at the others, Tenjiku had gathered because Kisaki had been hearing those rumors, your rumors, they were looking for strong people and if you had what they were looking for you were definitely joining the group.

"Whatever, he could have at least brought his pathetic ass here too…"

"Nu-uh, I needed Sanzu, Mucho and him to do something for me, anyway, I think we're here now."

You were half asleep at recess, getting some rest from another night of tossing and turning, otome games were messing with your sleep schedule. You almost fell asleep if not for a slight jolt, you groaned but opened your eyes finding yourself face to face with lavender eyes that seemed to penetrate your soul, your mind assimilated everything quickly when you saw how they were dressed together, also noticing the others behind of the boy.

They didn't even ask for your name when you put your hands to your head, letting out a cry of despair because you already knew what they had come for.

“I swear to god, I don't have a gang and I can't take down twenty men with one punch."

"Well, most people don't think the same as you."

Ran spoke, balancing his weapon against his palm, smiling sadistically at how you trembled a little. You know that intimidating feeling, when you know someone is angry and they seem like they're invincible? That same pressure the boys felt when you got up from your seat, although it was only a defense mechanism when you were scared.

"Just leave me alone, I don't want or am interested in fighting, I don't care what you think I am."

Apparently the trick of looking intimidating didn't help, the guy with a scar on his forehead that reached down to one of his eyes approached threateningly, grabbing your shirt to lift you into the air. You screamed internally from the looks you were getting from everyone, normally the idiots who came to confront you would get scared ─luckily─ and you didn't have to run away, but it was clear that these guys weren't weaklings like all the others.

Since silent intimidation didn't help, it might help to use your twisted mind, hopefully you might scare them off.

"I would like to lock you in a coffin alive, bury you three meters underground, wait for you to die slowly, gradually running out of oxygen, when your mind fades your bodies will rot, I will dig the bodies up and feed them to the Insects more disgusting than you can imagine."

"What the hell-"

Rin looked at you with a grimace seeing how you didn't blink once in your little monologue, Kakucho's grip loosened a bit, lowering you back to the ground but keeping you where you were. You started to sweat, without letting them recriminate you, you started to talk again.

"If you don't like that death, I can also sedate you, empty all your bodies, without intestines, while you slowly watch each other as you die little by little, I will do it slowly playing with your livers, making your intestines into scarves, I will burn you and I will feed you to pigs."

Kokonoi and Mochizuki looked at each other in silence with disgust clear on their faces, Kakucho had let go of you taking a step back to Izana's side. Hanma had a small crooked smile, it was his turn to approach you, patting your shoulder.

"What creepy things you say to be a scared cat."

Well, shit, your words hadn't sounded with the usual impassive enough tone or your nervousness had been detected by this damned matchstick. You shrank into your site, feeling smaller next to him, you raised your hands in defeat.

“Non-verbal and verbal intimidation don't work, okay, I give up, but I guess you know that that shit was just rumors."

Everyone was stunned at the guffaw Izana let out after that, he normally kept that serious tone when he was in a group, he usually only let that side out when he was alone with Kakucho, but oh boy, you were too much.

“Look at you, trying to intimidate us while you were all scared! You know, if you'd made it clear, we would have left, but you're so funny."

"What? If you're saying that you're a bad liar, I could see how you wanted to beat me up."

"Oh of course not, I would never hit a girl-"

"Yes, you should break a leg for lying so bad."

You gave your typical blank face, much more relaxed than before, but still a bit uncomfortable with all the attention you were getting, not to mention someone still with their arm around your shoulders.

"Hey, matchstick, personal space."

It was the turn of the Haitani brothers to laugh at the nickname you had given Hanma, he turned away with an offended look, but you didn't care, looking at the brothers, without a doubt their laughter bothered you because they were the ones that scared you the most.

"I don't know what's so funny, eh, Bert and Ernie?"

Kokonoi bit his tongue to keep from laughing, thinking that if he did, he would be the next person to be attacked by your big mouth, however Izana spoke again.

"You go from completely shaking and trying to be brave to messing with us? Every time you surprise me more."

"Nah, I'm just being honest now that I know you won't break my legs, I'm not making fun of you, I'm just objectively saying what you look like."

Now they all fell silent looking at you, feeling as if you were criticizing them with a simple look, imagining characters similar to them to make fun of.

"Wait, does that mean that you associate us all with something or someone?" you hummed affirmatively at Mochizuki's question "can we know-"

"You look like an onigiri if you put yourself completely in front."

"What about me?"

Madarame watched expectantly as you narrowed your eyes at him, analyzing his stance, oh, you definitely knew what he was.

"Gay."

"Wha- THAT'S NOT EVEN AN OBJECT OR PERSON!"

"Are you saying that gays are not people? Pretty disrespectful of you."

"IT'S NOT THE POINT!" he complained for a few minutes like Mochi for their comparison, he looked at you again, pointing to the remaining three; Koko, Izana and Kakucho "What about them? What stupid thing are they?"

"Mmh…" you rubbed your index finger and thumb on your chin, thinking deeply, looking at the three boys "They are just handsome."

"Nah, this bitch is not being serious-"

Hanma prevented the blonde from hitting you for your comparisons, despite also being insulted, the scene was quite funny for him. Ignoring the little spat everyone started to have, deciding you'd had too much human contact for today, you packed up your stuff to leave, only someone stopped you before you left.

"Take this please, let's talk later!"

You blinked at the piece of paper Izana had given you, it was his phone number, you shrugged, you liked the internet contact better anyway, you took one last look at the group before disappearing, briefly greeting Kakucho, who went with the only one you caught eyes with, completely ignoring how his cheeks had some rosy tinge.

"Someone had a crush?"

"Shut up Ran."

#tokyo revenger x reader #xreader #reader #reader insert #femreader #tokyo revengers #tenjiku #tenjiku x reader #kakucho #izana #mochi #mochizuki #shion #madarame #hanma #shuji #anime #manga #kakucho x reader #izana x reader #mochi x reader #shion x reader #haitani #haitanis #ran #rin #rindou #one shot #sfw

[minggukieology]

Hello hello,

I am new around here. I really enjoy Kookmin’s bond, and I am also a researcher in the narrative space. I found you on Twitter and I was so impressed with your transparent, eloquent commentary on this whole thing. Thank you for running this blog. My question might be odd, but I am really curious to see how much of this ship/fan wars translate within the Korean social media space? The last few days have been nothing less than hell on the bird app, the anon requests on some of the blogs here are just people thinking they are so slick, but are just purely undermining Kookmin’s bond. I assume Naver is like one stop destination for SNS in Korea. I also see that the members have quit Twitter officially (I have no doubt they lurk though). Are ship wars this intense in the online spaces in Korea? Is it between the same ones we see on the I-Army side? I know shipping is a common theme in the pop space there and people might have healthier approach to it? This is also me being wishful that the members don’t see the pure vitriol that’s being expressed. Thank you in advance.

Hi, there! Thanks a lot for your nice message 😊

To put it shortly: no, such shipwars don't typically happen within k-army online spaces (at least not in the same way we know them) because there is never any need for debate around any meanings of words and no wiggle room for alternative explanations and seeing hidden signs in shadows. However, that doesn't mean that I have not come across any Korean accounts on Twitter that like to twist narratives and *especially* in case when their desired narratives feed into what their non-Korean speaking followers want to hear (they do like to take advantage of that language + cultural gap). As with every assessment though, Koreans are not a monolith, the same goes for k-armys or any netizens. There are some general tendencies but there will always be exceptions. Also it is important to note, even though the fandom largely organizes on the Twitter platform, I find it it less prominent among Korean ARMYs as to the amount of time they spend on there and the conversations that are held there.

From my perspective (my subjective opinion, therefore isn't unbiased and might not be representative of the whole community) ships or to be more accurate 'duos' / 'insert name line' are first and foremost among the majority about the members' chemistry, cute moments, looks, vocals and performances together; not about any potential romantic involvement of the two (that is not to say there are absolutely no Korean shippers of course). It is important to remember that the general premise has been that the idol sells their Korean fans the idea of a boyfriend/girlfriend, therefore the whole fantasy revolves around him/her and the fans having a connection, hence why for example idol dating life is still a big no no in the public etc.

To add, sadly since Korean fans can't get away with twisting the meanings of what the boys said (unless they want to appear ridiculous and stupid) the 'wars' therefore turn more vicious than that. There are some prominent 악개 akgae groups within the BTS fandom too which use all kinds of tactics to tarnish the reputation of the other members by spreading rumors through Korean forums, discussion boards, trending tags and by even reaching out to Korean reporters to run stories based on false evidence. So I would say, these things do happen, just in a different way because Korean online space can be truly unhinged.

I don't believe the members have ever witnessed any of the craziness on the international side as it for the most part thankfully only happens on the international side (objectivelly imagine if Koreans were having real arguments over, for example, the meaning of 동생 'dongsaeng' 😂😂😂 it sounds absolutely ridiculous). And in the instances they did, when e.g. someone tried to push a 'ship' narrative on any of them directly, we got the infamous 'get out of your imagination' response.

Hope I answered your message clearly and covered all your points. Once again, thanks a lot for reaching out!

#ask

[swords-of-a-soilder]

I don't intent to go to war with anyone, but aweariness and I don't like being perspectived as a lair, in the end y'all can choose if I'm lying or not.

I will say this person was responding to my comments at the time so I genuinely believe they saw they were being called out and went and changed it

I know no one will be believe me on this because I was stupid enough not to take a screenshot but the person who made the original rumor has now changed it to the qsmp.co website.

Yes forever isn't listed as a member in the QSMP.co website

However that website isn't listed as a wiki, nor treated like one, it doesn't provide lore on the characters in fact for lore it tells you to go to their YouTube channel.

Clicking on forever if he was still on the QSMP.co site would take you to his twitch and twitter and given his last streams and current twitter fall out I wouldn't want anyone stumbling on that and getting a bad impression on my account so I understand it..

Is this an indication that QSMP admins are not on his side? Well I'd say it's as much an indicator as creators unfollowing him; so make that decision for yourself, I won't sway your judgment.

However one thing matters that's not what the post originally said, I'm all for changing your post as more information comes out but I feel this was done intentionally to cover up an attempt to spread misinformation Because of this comment.

yes I censored to protect their identity, but I do have uncensored version if push comes to shove.

This is not what that person said, firstly the person who "defend" him claims to be a data scientist, who made an short easy about the matter.

They do not defend forever, quite frankly they don't talk highly of him at all, they simply say the issues isn't pedophile but a much bigger problem

Here is the thread, I recommend reading the whole thing no matter how tempting it is to stop the minute it goes against you belief.

Funny enough this user did not link to the thread and only showed the first page screenshot, then took it out of context.

Despite saying there's a link for whoever wants it there is no link just a TLDR that HEAVILY mischaractizes Ms Lopes statements in what I assume to be an attempt to decredit her and make forever look a lot worst.

Is this thread PR? probably!

is it saying forever isn't a pedophile because woman mature faster than men? No

Stay informed this will probably change too at the rate they're going so I have a recording of it just in case, but I can't excalty censored that so that's a last ditch restore.

Since I'm making more post Sooner than expected today here is a collection of the argument on the other side of twitter, name and username censored because I don't trust you guys that much, but I have uncensored version if push comes to shove.

You don't have to take Google's translation at face value that's why I left the portuguese version.

The lighter censored is to indicate multiple people having a conversation.

Bonus: do not be fooled some people are heavily upset by the thread and some even took to insulting the data scientist personal as well as forever.

Thankfully people below that have told them not to attack the scientist just doing their job.

This is likely the last post I'll be making today no matter what anyone throws at me about this matter, please not I will now be deleting ask to avoid them taking up space in the situation tag.

Remember to take breaks, don't make the issues your entire life, take part in a hobbie watch a comfort show, eat your favorite foods.

Enjoy life 💕

#forever situation #misinformation is a issue it seems #take care of yourselves

[sassyfrassboss]

Sassy!!! Have you see what Richard has been saying on Twitter??? He has crossed the line, calling Royalinstablog not only mentally ill but graceless, stupid and a nut job

Well...I mean, Palmer's not wrong. I have issues with the royalinstablog account myself too. They present themselves as a neutral account but will also show their bias and paint personal opinion as fact (like emilehrhfacts or whatever her new name is). Royalinstablog also has a tendency to go hardcore keyboard warrior if opinions contradict theirs and she seems to think that having a large following gives her the ability to be unquestioned in her opinions.

The specific thing with Richard (Palmer) is that Richard wrote an article in which he calls KC3 as moving towards an activism-based monarchy. Royalinstablog didn't like his article and got into it with him, twisting Richard's words and completely missed the point of his article. He called her a troll because that's what she was doing - she refused to read the full article and was trolling him about it. Because if she had read the full article and not just the excerpt on social media, she would have realized that the points she was arguing on Twitter WERE addressed in the article.

It's her accounts, she can do whatever she wants. I don't follow her for a reason and it's nice to see other people/accounts see the same issues I do.

Yeah I didn't find her on Twitter so she must have blocked me because I have disagreed with her in the past. Some Wales fans can be just as bad as Sussex fans.

As for emilehrhfacts...I unfollowed her on IG a LONG time ago. She is all about the drama and she was spreading the Rose/William affair rumor as well. I know people say she tends to get "tea" but it is mostly stuff we have already posted on here and she is a few days behind. Plus, she tends to be wrong. A lot.

[aphrodite1288]

hi, did u know about jini lee? why het goms commented under her post on ig and said that she is k4i's gf?

Yes the rumor has been around Ji since Last months of 2020 and they're saying he dated her for over a year now. And the ExoL bombarded her Instagram posts asking about Ji and the poor girl had to answer to each comment and tell everyone she has nothing to do with Ji and that she doesn't even know him. She even deleted all her posts that were spammed with Ji and her dating, and recently deleted her a post because some stupid investigator Exol said she was supporting Ji's peaches album by wearing a modern Pink hanbok 🤦🏻. Leave her alone please she begged y'all. One of aurore's friend knows someone from the comments section and sent me those below you can check @jini_lee and read the comments. Poor girl.

The post they related to Ji and said she is supporting his album. Like wtf? It's a photoshoot she doesn't choose her clothes or the theme. Those fake Sasaengs even went far and said she is the girl in one of Ji's Peaches album teaser the girl I'm the cave. Just because she had a modern hanbok photoshoot.

There's a girl who spams her before it was worse they were a bunch of people coming from a person who claims she's a Sasaeng and she has a huge gang of followers that's her and her gang of claimed sasaengs :

There's also this girl who's supposed to be Ji's current Model Girlfriend

So who to believe?

I seriously don't know why you guys still believe in those Insta and Twitter Leakers and supposedly Sasaengs. Lmfao. A sasaeng never shares anything for free and they're easily tracked they work extra cautiously to avoid being exposed and never share things on public platforms. They get paid hundreds of millions of wons per each info, they work with idols companies and disspatch and staff members and big Media outlets and news papers do you think they care if you a normal international fan from across the globe know something? They don't even want internationals to know anything about their idols. They share fake info and watch y'all spreading it like pest especially those fake Sasaengs pages on insta and Twitter and in curious cat app and laugh at how dumb are y'all believing and analysing that. So a real sasaeng will never tell you anything unless you know them on a closer scale aka personally maybe you have met them somewhere or you're friends with their friends etc .. I can say it's impossible even to find a sasaeng just online. If you don't live in Korea or Japan and go to Exo concerts all the time and you hear about some Sasaengs and see them and talk to them (they won't even talk to u) then don't say you know a sasaeng.

I don't own the pics, they were sent to me by Aurore who asked a friend to investigate this. So I don't know anything about this drama. Ji is always involved with Models idk who made this rule.

Have a good day.

@Yoshida

[zourried]

I could be total wrong because i dont know anything about it, but it looks as some nonsense from some louis hater who wants people panicing. Twitter is dark place where everything, even total shit, spread as fire. Hope louis is good, if he wasnt he would not get new tattoo yesterday, and all go as it has.

Yuppp, it’s probs just a stupid rumor

#asks #anons

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Welcome to another edition of Mellow has something to say!!

So you guys know how I'm super duper excited for Kento's Kingdom 2, right? And I've been hopping between Instagram and Twitter to check for news on the same because I just can't wait. So a few days ago, I was just on twt, and I saw this stupid af rumor about Kento that obviously was completely baseless because the person who made that rumor used words you wouldn't find in an actual accusation.

Anyway, the rumor itself was cheap to be playing it down, and it accused him of allegedly "partying with minors." As if? Like sure, I'm not saying some delusional shit like, "Kento is the most innocent guy ever, he could never do that," because I know when and how much to trust your celebrities. But I also know that the way that person framed their accusation was totally baseless, and the fact that they even had the audacity to call him an "ugly actor" in the same tweet further confirmed it.

Oh and also, they also mentioned a couple of details like being with his friend Mackenyu at the club and the year being around 2017 which actually make it seem as if they took the shooting of Kiss That Kills (bc that's pretty much set in a host club) and turned it into something ugly. Plus, they apparently also posted a pic of an actor with their original tweet and it wasn't of Kento but some other guy, and yet they're claiming they're talking about Kento-

But as if this wasn't enough to disgust me, I came to know that that person is a KPop stan, ulting a group that I stan as well. And while said group is making it big in Japan because they have a Japanese member, this person probably specifically targeted Kento bc they know he's currently the biggest Japanese celebrity and bringing him down would work in said group's favor (in that person's eyes, anyway). I mean, I absolutely hate to say this, but we all know what toxic KPop fans can be like, so that's what it is.

AND on top of that, there's even been people comparing how certain KPop idols (super famous ones too) resemble Kento these days, because he's sporting long hair recently and they too have grown their hair out. This has resulted in the thread about the rumor somehow getting mixed up with the one about the comparisons, and now it's getting much more clout than that shitty rumor-spreading skunk deserves.

And while Kento does have a solid fanbase, we all know how huge KPop fanbases are, so even though his fans are trying to stop the rumor from spreading, it is hard bc the idols who are caught up in this have gigantic fan followings.

He literally is coming back with a film that he loves so much after a whole year being pretty much MIA, and this is how he's being welcomed. It's honestly making me sick to the stomach and I am legit so mad at this person. Like sure, you don't have to like Kento or support him, but at least don't try to bring him down like that. It's downright disgusting. You should be ashamed.

#mellow speaks #kento yamazaki #kpop #like I'm literally fuming writing this #and I'm not even gonna add my usual Kento tag here bc I'm not simping #I'm saying something serious that needs to be said

[wellthatwasaletdown]

https://www.tumblr.com/wellthatwasaletdown/728131429168463872/men-sunbathe-nude-there-theres-open-pda-between?source=share

Stop spreading rumors and stupid lies. New photos dropped there are men and boys there fully clothed having a swim. It's a place for males only. Some of you will come up with anything to just to start shit or spread gossip just because you saw someone on Twitter say it.

Adding this one as well because it's related (but we are not posting the picture of the people):

Someone said it had to be a Loooong Glenns path shot because there’s no other people in the picture but yea there are. So maybe it’s actually fan photos

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This still doesn't mean that the photos weren't taken with long lens camera.

[shinydixon]

i really need to tell you something i've been trying to stay away from joseph gossip and rumors. i've been trying to go back to checking only tumblr for any kind of news because as bad as this website can be, it's still ten times better than twitter. tiktok is not a problem because i don't have one and i don't really like it. twitter is very hard to quit because there are so many AMAZING steddie artists there as well as writers but eventually you stumble upon some stupid hellcheer or vanquinn trying to start shit and it kills the vibe. so i've been avoiding these platforms. i kinda use your blog to check for news too but i realized that anons come to you with the very things i'm trying to avoid and it's not your fault, it's not the anons' fault either, this is a me problem. i tried really hard to just avoid your blog too but i just can't do it. you're such a sweetheart and i've never seen anyone do what you do. you literally let your blog become this safe space for joe fans to just gush about him or worry and sometimes some of the asks you get aren't even about joseph and you're always very kind. i know you've been through some shit lately regarding this very blog and a hellcheer spreading lies about you. i could tell by the way you responded how hurt you were by it because it's true, you never insult grace or tag her or do anything that might count as an attack towards her. so i just wanted you to know how important you are and how happy your blog makes me. there are days where the nonnies are on fire and cracking jokes and it's really awesome. thank you for letting us come to you with our rants and problems and news. <3

You're so sweet thank you 🥺🤍

I'm happy that people consider my blog a safe place 😭

[ficsforeren]

Tangled

Pairing: Eren Jaeger X Female Reader feat. Annie Leonhart

Genre: College AU, Smut, Fluff, Humor

Word Count: 10K

Summary: Your relationship with Eren Jaeger has just begun and turns out he has more sides of him that he hasn’t shown to you yet. (It’s the continuation of You, Me and Your Stupid Man-Bun but can still be read separately if you want).

Warnings: explicit sex, smoking, swearing, use of marijuana

Poster Art by the talented @viii0_8 on Twitter (use with permission)

Several months have passed since you first dated Eren Jaeger and honestly? It's like you're living the dream. Now, it might sound like an overstatement, but the truth is, you've never been this happy being in a relationship before, especially when it's with someone as hot as him. 

There's no denying that the first reason why you became head over heels over him was that he was so physically attractive, it's insane. He has that look that's just pretty much everyone's type: a perfect mix of cute and handsome. His long dark hair that frames his cheekbones makes him look beautiful but the rest of his body just reeks of masculinity. His smile is both juvenile and seductive, somewhere between innocent and sinful. It's not too far of a stretch to say that you've never seen someone like him in real life before. Someone so aesthetically pleasing as if he just walks straight out of a photoshoot. Rumors are spreading around that he has been scouted by modeling agencies several times but he declined their offers because he simply felt like "posing in front of cameras is annoying."

Eren's laid-back personality makes him ten times more attractive than he already is (and you thought that wasn't possible, dear lord). Unlike those obnoxious guys who think they’re so hot, they can have anything or anyone in the world, Eren doesn’t take too much advantage of his looks or his popularity. He doesn’t care what other people think of him, doesn’t even try to mingle with the cool kids too. He's just doing his own thing, straying as far away from the radar as much as he can. 

He’s not too fond of being in the crowds, especially when he's surrounded by people he's not comfortable with. He's okay with frat parties, but only because it's a good place for him to get high. But if he has the option, he'd choose to just spend his time reclining on the backseat of his car with a cigarette resting between his fingers and you leaning your weight against his shoulder. He’s pretty talkative and passionate when it comes to the things he likes but when he’s with you, he prefers to listen attentively to your story, vocalizing a little "hmm" or "aah" as a form of response. It doesn't mean he's chill all the time, though.

He's one of the most popular guys on your campus, there's no doubt about it. While it adds more layers to your insecurity when people keep questioning behind your back why someone like Eren Jaeger would date someone like you, he’s always ready to bare his teeth to defend you. One bad word about you and he will lash out, retaliating with some pretty nasty lines if he wants to. It's somewhat funny because whenever he hears someone talk rudely about him, he just waves them off with a “Yeah, so? Not my problem you got a stick up your ass.” But when it comes to you, he’s like a wolf trying to maintain his territory. He has quite a temper too, you've learned along the way, though he doesn't show it unless it's necessary.

Like, two weeks ago, for example. There was this girl who got pretty handsy with him at a party. You were sitting right next to him on a couch but somehow, to her, you were invisible. 

"Remember that night at Galliard's party?" she asked, sitting so annoyingly close to him, she was practically sitting on his lap. Her red, skimpy dress was riding up her thighs but Eren didn't even pay a glance. He lit up his third rolled joint that night, taking a long inhale with half-lidded eyes. "That was fun, right, Eren? Too bad we got interrupted."

It made you feel nauseous to know that they had shared a night before, but then again, you should've seen it coming. There was no way someone as good-looking and popular as Eren Jaeger would bury his nose in his books as you did during weekends. He must have been going around too. It made you feel even more insecure to know that he had this much experience when it came to dating or having casual sex while you only ever had one boyfriend before him—and he was nowhere near his level too.

"Fuck off, Dreyse," Eren muttered, making your eyes widen in surprise because he was never this rude toward promiscuous girls before, no matter how inappropriate they behaved around him. Maybe it was because you were there?

The girl, who went by the name Hitch Dreyse, was stunned at first before she laughed it off, sounding so high-pitched, you nearly winced from it. She rested her elbow on his shoulder, twisting her manicured fingers around the stray strands on his nape. "What's with the attitude? I thought you enjoyed—"

He caught her by her wrist, bringing her movements to a halt. "I said, fuck off." 

You weren't sure whether it was his tone or the way he clutched hard around her that made her flinch but she abruptly retracted her hand, tearing herself away from him with fear fleeting through her eyes. You stood there frozen on your seat, averting your gaze away from the scene but Hitch caught your reaction just in time. 

"Oh, I'm sorry," she mockingly laughed, though you could sense a slight quiver in her voice. "I didn't know your girlfriend was here. Not sure what you see in her but she must be a pretty good slut if she has you wrapped around—"

"Say one more word about her," Eren growled through clenched jaws, "And I swear, I'll make you regret it."

She shortly turned pale, swallowing thickly under the pressure of Eren's gaze. Muttering something under her breath, she stomped her heels as she walked away, disappearing behind a group of intoxicated people who were dancing to the upbeat music. You weren’t able to witness the look in his eyes when he threatened her so you weren't aware just how angry he was. By the time his gaze landed on yours again, he was back to his normal self. 

"Sorry you had to see that," he uttered, sighing as he took a sip of his beer. His eyes were so green that they nearly shone like flickering lights even under the dimness of the room.

"One of your exes?"

"No. Just some girl I met at a party."

You fell quiet, something swirled queasily inside your chest. Eren, who was surprisingly perceptive to your feelings, noticed your discomfort. 

"I didn't sleep with her if that's what you're thinking," he assured you, "I fool around but I don't do one night stands.""

O-oh..." Not sure why, but it made you feel relieved, even if it was only slightly. "Why not?"

"Because," he paused to take a drag of the joint he was holding between his fingers. “Despite what other people think of me, I'm not the kind of guy who wants to get his dick wet all the time."

You couldn't help but laugh a little at that. "Good to know."

"Don't get me wrong, I love sex." The way he drawled out the last three words made you blush as if he was implying that he loved it because of you. The timid smirk that broke upon his lips didn’t help either. "But I enjoy it more when there are feelings involved."

"R-right..." Your heart pounded harder inside your chest, sending blood to your head that you could barely register anything else that he said. It felt like a love confession to you and you knew, you shouldn't have thought about it like that but you just couldn't help it. 

Eren, observing the way your cheek reddened at his words, leaned in to whisper in your ear. "You're not thinking about having sex with me right now, are you, baby?"

"What—" You almost choked. "No, of course not." One of these days, you seriously gotta learn how to lie better, you did a quick mental note.

"Too bad," he leaned back on the couch, his joint stuck between his teeth as he smirked. "'Cause I'm thinking about it now. Wonder how pretty you’d look like being pushed up against the bathroom sink with me between your legs.”

You felt like you were seconds away from exploding. You hurriedly finished the drink you were holding, hating the bitter taste of the beer on your tongue but tried not to react to it. “Don’t say things like that. We’re in public.”

“I could whisper the rest in your ear if you want.”

“Shut up.”

Chuckling, he rested a hand on your thigh, the scent of marijuana filling the air. "Want some?" he offered you and you shook your head no. 

You never tried smoking weed before and you weren't sure you were brave enough to do it now. What if you got high and did something... stupid? Stupider than how you'd been behaving all night, anyway. 

“You sure?" One corner of his mouth curved upwards. "I could give you a hit."

"What?"

"Come here." He gestured you to come closer with a nod of his head, and out of curiosity, you followed. 

The scent of cannabis stood more distinctly when his face was hovering just a few inches away from yours. He brought the roll up to his lips, taking a long huff before he drew it away. 

"Open your mouth," he said, taking you by the chin and you complied by parting your lips slightly. He slowly blew the remaining smoke into your mouth which you inhaled with a frown. The sensation felt so foreign that you weren't sure how to react. 

You coughed slightly, pulling away from him.

"How was it?" he asked as he took another hit. 

"Umm..." It felt like a combination of burnt weed, smoke, and paper, which was, of course, rather obvious. But there was also something sweet and earthy about it. Unsure how to describe the taste that sat thickly on your tongue, you responded with the most innocent answer. "Tasted pretty bad."

Eren laughed and you wished you could replay it one more time. "It gets better the more you try." He inhaled, a cloud of smoke slipping past his lips. "Here." 

He leaned in close again, holding you by the cheek, and you could find no will within you to resist. When he exhaled, you sucked in the smoke without flinching this time. The taste grew more familiar, and you could probably notice a hint of lemongrass in it if you weren't too busy feeling the movement of his lips against yours. Eren had his eyes closed shut as he took your bottom lip between his teeth, gently sucking on it before he parted his lips wider to taste the inside of your mouth. Breathing heavily through your nose, you fisted the fabric of his shirt, tugging him closer at the same time he angled his head to deepen the kiss.

The music that was blasting in the background was reduced to a whisper in your ears. Your mind was clouded with the thoughts of him. When your nervousness had faded away, allowing you to focus more on his kiss, you could taste a hint of lemongrass on his tongue and you thought, oh, I was right. 

When he broke away, his eyes were hooded as they stared at your mouth, his thumb tracing the shape of it. "How was it?"

"Tasted pretty good," you answered him and you both knew that you weren't talking about the weed.

He impishly grinned. "Told ya.” 

He took one last long huff that ultimately finished it off, crushing it on the ashtray. He scooted closer, one hand wrapped around your waist, his lips grazing your earlobe as he spoke, “Wanna get out of here?”

With your heart rate soaring at the dirty thoughts that entered your mind, you nodded.

***

Your relationship with Eren has been going pretty strong and now that you've broken past the string of awkward first times, you've grown more relaxed around him. Though his little naughty grins still make your heart race, you're no longer reduced to a blushing mess, which you'd like to regard as a huge development on your side.

As you're now in your Honeymoon Phase where it’s all just sex and raw passion, you literally can't keep your hands off him, and neither can he. It doesn't feel like it’s just a phase either, because the more often you spend time being physically connected with him, the more you crave for his touch.

“Fuck, I missed you,” he practically growled against the side of your neck with his knee lodged between your legs, hovering dangerously close to where you were aching for him the most. 

This happened around a month ago after nearly two weeks of separation. Due to some urgent family matters that he had to take care of, Eren took a few days off-campus and went out of town to visit his parents. From what he’d told you over the phone, he was going to be back in town in another two days so when he showed up at your dorm, lips parted to desperately put back oxygen to his lungs as if he just ran all the way there, you were stunned. 

A gasp of surprise quickly turned into a muffled moan against his mouth when he suddenly grabbed you by the face, pushed you back into your room, and kicked the door close. Slamming your body against it, he kissed you senselessly as if he had been waiting for years to kiss you and his final string of patience finally snapped. 

“Eren—” 

The little grunt that broke free from the back of his throat made you weak. Fortunately for you, your boyfriend was ready to catch you before your knees buckled. “Two weeks,” he breathed out, mapping his way down to your neck. His hand slid along your thigh as your legs wrapped around his waist, his hips pressing firmly into yours to pin you to the door. “I was only gone for two weeks and I already missed you like crazy.”

You were the same though you couldn’t be as honest as he was when it came to showing your feelings. His parents lived in a rural area that strayed too far from the nearest town, so getting a stable internet connection was out of option. The two of you could only exchange text messages and phone calls and none of them ever lasted long enough to fulfill how badly you craved for his touch. 

Your fingers were tangled in his messy bun, tugging on his roots whenever he brought your lip between his teeth, swiping his tongue inside to reclaim your taste. “I’ve missed you too—” Your breathy confession ended up in a small yelp when he lifted you and carried you toward the bed. Tangling your legs around his waist to maintain your balance, you couldn’t find the strength to break away from his kisses. 

He was consuming—dominating—as he always was. He tasted like the peppermint candy he always carried around, knowing how much you hated the taste of tobacco on his tongue. You removed his hair tie, his brunette locks cascading to his shoulders, framing his prominent cheekbones. He trailed kisses down your jaw, moving to your ear. 

“You smell fucking amazing,” he roughly whispered, and it made you blush because you weren’t wearing anything on your body. You brought his mouth to yours again, taking the opportunity to card your fingers through his hair, loving the way his strands felt silky smooth against your palm.

“Annie’s not here,” you told him when he laid you down onto the sheets none too gently, making you bounce once on the bed. His key-shaped pendant was dangling above your collarbones, dragging against your clavicles as he laced his fingers with yours, bringing your hand over your head, mouths never disconnecting. The second you rubbed your knee against his hardness through the rough fabric of his black ripped jeans, his lips slid off yours, dragging saliva across your cheek. 

“She’s staying at Armin’s place for the night, so we can—”

Eren was already yanking his shirt over his head, the muscles in his upper arms and abdomens contracting at the movement. “Wouldn’t care if she was here anyway.” His eyes looked glazed, and yours probably were too. “I haven’t fucked you in two weeks. I need you now.” 

He laid his palms on your knees, smirking in satisfaction at the way you were already spreading your legs for him to settle in between.Your stomach somersaulted, heart rising to your throat. It felt like you were already stripped down to nothing even when you were still covered in your denim shorts and the gray hoodie he lent you a few months earlier. 

You twirled your fingers around his necklace, tugging him down. “Then come here.” You could feel his devilish grin forming, would love to see it if he wasn’t already crawling down your body. 

He bent down to tug on your shorts and you shimmied your way out, only regretting afterward when you remembered the kind of underwear you were wearing that day.

“Shit, no—wait,” you tried to stop him by reaching out a hand but Eren caught it in time, pinning it down to the bed.

“Not waiting,” he demanded and you gulped at the tone. He wasn’t being forceful, but the desire written in his voice was just as vivid as the one showing in his eyes. 

Pushing the hem of your hoodie up to your stomach, he brought his head between your legs. His mouth was sucking bruises on the inner part of your thigh as he hooked his fingers around the side of your lingerie. 

“Polka dot panties?” He snickered, voice reverberating deep until it reached your ears and painted them scarlet. “You’re cute.”

“Shut up,” you promptly responded, looking away with burning cheeks though that only caused you to grow even more conscious of the way his hot breath was fanning your skin, hovering dangerously close to your heat. “I didn’t know you were going to visit today.”

“Yeah, I couldn’t wait a day longer.” He pushed your panties down your legs and you helped him by kicking it off. Pressing his large hands on your thighs to pin them down to the bed, he ran his tongue across his lower lip, desirous eyes fixated at your arousal. “Fuck, baby, I gotta have you now.”

Eren didn’t start slow and he was nowhere near gentle. There was no little kiss, no tentative licks, he just straight up latched his mouth against your cunt, spreading your legs apart until you were bare and exposed so his tongue could reach deep inside you. 

“Shit!” Your hand immediately went back to his head, curling your fingers around his locks, but to beg him to slow down or push him closer to you, you weren’t sure. When was the last time he performed oral on you? You couldn’t remember. He didn’t do it often since he always wanted you to beg for it first which you never did, no matter how badly you wanted to grind yourself against his face. “Slow down, you’re—“ 

Eren had always been good with his hands but that was nothing compared to what his mouth and tongue could do. You cried out, bucking against him as his tongue flicked over you. “Oh, God—” His slick muscle pressed flat against your folds, drawing designs across your sensitive skin. He went up and down, up and down, again and again, and again—only momentarily stopping to pay attention to your clit, sucking until your thighs began to tremble. “Eren, Eren, wait—” Your breathing hitched as it got shallower and rapid. 

He was so good at this that you could barely form any other reaction other than thrashing your head against your sheets with broken moans escaping your lips. His hooded eyes were placed on your face, glimmering with lust as he committed every bit of your expression into memory. 

“God, you’re beautiful,” he praised, moaning at the way you chanted his name, begging for his mercy. With a sharp intake of breath, he savored your taste and you felt the vibration of his muffled groan directly against your skin. “You’re gonna come for me, baby?“

“Yes, yes.” You weren’t making any sense, pushing back his hair so you could see his stunning green eyes growing half-lidded as they peered into yours. “Please, Eren, just—”

Your door was opened with a click and both of you froze, eyes staring wide at each other before—

“OH MY GOD!“ Annie’s hand shot straight up to her face, covering her eyes while wishing she could just stay blind for the rest of the day. And deaf too, probably. A paper bag filled with snacks and beverages fell from her arms, making dull thud sounds as they met the carpeted floor. “What the hell are you two doing?!”

“Fuck—“ You scurried off the bed in sheer panic, nearly kicking Eren on the face as you did it. Fixing your hoodie and stretching it down to your knees with shaky fingers, you shrieked back with, “Why are you here?! Didn’t you say you were going to spend the night at Armin’s?!”

“Yeah, I was!“ She peeked through her fingers and when she no longer could see your private parts, Annie straightened her posture and scowled at you with the most menacing glare you had ever received from her, which said something considering she glared at people a lot. “But we had an argument so I left.”

“Oh no, what happened?” Your heart was still racing thousands of miles per hour but you tried to sound as genuinely concerned as possible. “Are you okay?” 

“I’m fine. He’s just being stupid—I don’t feel like talking about it,” she sighed, gathering back her items with your help. “It’s just, I—Jesus Christ.” Annie cut her own words abruptly when her eyes drifted to where your boyfriend was sitting angrily on the edge of your bed, bushy eyebrows adjoined in the middle in a scowl that almost matched Annie’s intensity. “I can literally see your dick poking through your jeans, Jaeger, turn around. No, better yet, leave.”

“Oh, my deepest apologies, your grace,” the boy responded sweetly but the sarcasm was vividly written in his tone. “I can’t help it. You see, I was in the middle of giving her head when you suddenly barged in here, uninvited.”

You buried your face in your hands, wishing the earth could just swallow you whole when Annie stepped forward, muttering through gritted teeth. “This is my room.”

“It’s her room too. Also, learn to knock next time, yeah?”

“How about you learn how to lock the door?”

“You have a key, genius.” Eren had the audacity to roll his eyes even when fury was radiating off her body. “Wouldn’t have made any difference. Knocking, though, would’ve—”

“I’m gonna fucking kill you.” And she actually was about to lunge herself toward him if you didn’t stop her by landing your hands on her shoulders.

“I’m sorry—we’re sorry,” you emphasized your words with a smile that came out too awkward to be called as one. “But Eren just got here and we haven’t seen each other in a while. Do you think you could let him crash the night here?”

She shot him another glare. “No fucking way.” Eren childishly responded by imitating her words with an exaggerated gesture.

“Please?” You asked again, squeezing her arms. “It’s already late too. I feel bad sending him home.”

“It’s literally nine pm.”

“But what if it rains?” Eren chimed in, standing to pull up his jeans but not putting the slightest effort to button it up. “I’m sensitive to the cold.” He jutted out his bottom lip, forming the most annoying pout Annie had ever seen on a man’s face.

“Yeah well, I’m sensitive to assholes like you, so why don’t we—”

“Annie.” If there was one thing you could do, it was to get the cold-hearted Annie Leonhart to listen to you. “We won’t do anything, I promise. We’re just gonna talk and catch up.”

Annie was mean to everyone else, true, but you knew she always had the soft spot for you though you were still uncertain for what reason. “I don’t know about this—”

“You have my word.” You gave her a firm nod. “I promise.”

“No, I can trust you.” Her gaze softened when you both exchanged stares. “It’s that jackass over there who I don’t trust.”

Eren, going back to sit bare-chested with his legs spread wide apart, smiled innocently at her. “I’ll grow on you, Leonhart.”

“Go take a cold shower, Jaeger. You’re disgusting.”

To your surprise, Annie, despite not being on good terms with your boyfriend, was kind enough to share one of her canned beers with him—though by sharing, you meant throwing it directly to his face. After half an hour had passed by, the three of you sat down on the carpeted floor, with you settling yourself in the middle. 

Three pairs of eyes were glued to the small screen as the latest episode of Breaking Bad was playing—hers were bored, his were distracted, and yours were filled with anxiety because underneath the blanket that you shared with him, Eren’s hand was slipping underneath your hoodie, palm pressing against your breast, his thumb and index finger playing with your—

“I’m gonna go make some coffee,” you immediately stood up, ignoring the way he was snickering at your reaction. “Want some?”

“No, thanks, I’m gonna go hit the bed,” Annie replied with a sigh, bored and exhausted out of her mind. 

“Aaw, Leonhart,” Eren cooed, tilting his head backward as she stood back on her feet. “Getting your beauty sleep so soon? We haven’t become best friends yet. But then again, I guess you need it badly, huh?”

You hadn’t even left the spot and these two were already at each other’s throat again. You were about to apologize to her for only God knows how many times that night when the blond-haired girl simply looked him in the eyes. 

“Jaeger.”

“Yes, darling?”

“Your ass must be pretty jealous of all the shit that comes out of your mouth.”

When she left, sluggishly walking toward her bed that was located on the other side of the room, both of your jaws were hanging low on your faces. You recovered faster than he was, biting your lip so you wouldn’t break into laughter.

“Did she really just say that to me?”

“Yeah. I think she did.”

“Huh…” His tongue was poking against the inside of his cheek, baffled. “Can't say I'm not hurt.”

“You kinda deserve it.” You ruffled his hair, tugging him up so he’d go back to his feet. “Let’s sleep.”

He raised an eyebrow seductively. “Together?”

“Together but not with each other. Know the difference?”

“Know? Sure. Care? Not so much.”

You ignored him as best as you could but the naughty twinkle in his eyes still managed to send your mind reeling.

When you settled down on your bed, warm underneath the covers, Eren joined you almost immediately in nothing but his jeans. “You can’t, at least, wear your shirt?”

“I always sleep with no shirt on,” he simply replied, laying down beside you with one arm naturally wound around your waist, his bare chest pressing against the fabric of your hoodie as he embraced you from behind. As if that wasn’t distracting enough, you could taste a hint of his scent—his wonderful bergamot perfume—swirling in the little space between you.

“Good—” you cleared your throat as it sounded too squeaky. “Good night, Eren.”

“Night, baby.”

The tranquility of the still, quiet late-night hours allowed his steady breathing to permeate the silence, making it impossible for you to focus on anything else but him. Somehow, with him being so still behind you, you felt… disappointed. Yes, you had promised Annie that you’d behave but you didn’t think Eren would be obedient enough to actually follow through with that. You missed him. You kind of wanted him to touch you. Just a little bit wouldn’t be so wrong, would it?

The sound of his deep chuckle resonated in your ear. “W-what?” You questioned, heart thumping loudly as you thought, was I talking out loud?

“You’re practically rubbing your ass against me, Sweetheart,” Eren tittered, bringing you closer to his chest, his hand easily sneaking inside your hoodie once more. “Kinda naughty, aren’t you?”

Swallowing thickly, you wiggled yourself away, trying to break free from his hold but you both knew you didn’t put much effort into it. “Eren...”

His lips were brushing against your ear, one hand cupping your breast and another one sliding down your navel, unbuttoning your shorts before he lazily stroked you above your lingerie. “She won’t wake up.”

“Eren—”

“Babe, honestly,” he turned you around to face him, the tip of his nose brushing against yours. “When you keep calling my name like that, I want to do worse things to you.” 

Tempting. He was so tempting. “But… We can’t—” The kiss he planted on your lips was idle and slow at first, but even then it was already more than enough to make your conviction waver. When the tip of his tongue glided across your lower lip, you breathed heavily through your nose, hauling him closer by his necklace. 

Rubbing comforting circles on your cheekbone with his thumb, Eren murmured against your lips. “Can you be quiet for me?”

Your tongue laid heavy in your mouth. Not sure what exactly he was offering, you nodded your head.

“Good,” he smirked, wetting his lip. “‘Cause I haven’t tasted you enough before.”

“What—wait—“ But your boyfriend was already back in his previous position, head between your legs, hasty hands pulling down your shorts and underwear at the same time. 

You pulled the blanket over his head, all the way up to your chest, praying to God that you weren’t making much sound. Your eyes instantly darted to where Annie was sleeping on her bed, her AirPods strapped to her ears, her breathing soft and even. Heart palpitating, you took a peek underneath the cover, only to be met with a devilish little grin from below. Eren’s mouth puckered to form a shush. He’s going to be the death of me, isn’t he? It wasn’t like there was a way to stop him when he had set his mind to it, knowing how stubborn he was.

Couldn’t handle the intensity of his gaze, you leaned back against your pillow, nibbling on your lip as you saw his head moving underneath the blanket. You could feel him, could feel his lips drawing near, could feel his kisses inching closer and closer from your thighs to your heat. 

It felt like time was moving too fast and slow at once and you were conflicted between urging him to hurry up or to take his sweet time savoring every little bit of you. As if you were blindfolded, the sensation became too much from not being able to see him. You could imagine his hooded eyes staring back at you, could feel his smirk growing when your legs threatened to close around his head. His mouth was hot, his tongue coaxing and exploring. Before long, he brought his fingers into the game, easing one inside you after he hollowed his cheeks around it, making sure it was coated with his saliva so he wouldn’t hurt you.

You had the back of your hand pressing hard against your mouth to contain your whimper. One of his hands slid up your stomach, squeezing your breast as he picked up the pace. He added another finger, scissoring them deep within you and they weren’t enough. You needed him more than that. But your body betrayed your thoughts. 

You felt your orgasm nearing. You tangled your fingers against the sheets, back arching up as Eren pulled you closer by sinking his nails to your thighs. His name spilled out of your mouth in rushed gasps when he licked every bit that seeped out of you, not letting you escape until he could remember the way you tasted on his tongue.

The little kitten licks he gave as you rode out your orgasm made you squirm, face blazing hot from all the blood that rushed to your head. “Eren…” You were dizzy, thoughts swirling so incoherently that you could only stare at him with a pair of hazy eyes when he crawled out from underneath the blanket.

“Thanks for the meal,” he said, licking his lip with a smirk so filthy, you felt like dousing him with holy water. You wanted to retaliate with a witty comeback, or at least a little kick on the stomach to wipe that damn smirk off his face, but honestly? It already took most of your strength just to keep your eyes open. 

You were so spent now that you’d stopped shaking from your orgasm. “What about you?”

He leaned in to bury his face in the crook of your neck, his nose brushing against your sensitive skin. “What about me?”

“You’re still hard.” 

It was quite obvious as he wanted you to notice, pressing his hips against yours, slowly rocking them together. “I’m glad you’re aware,” he replied, chuckling lightly as he kissed the spot below your ear.

“Shouldn’t…” You quivered. “Shouldn’t we do something about it?”

“If you want to.” Shifting his weight, he settled down on the bed, lying on his side as he spun you around to face the other side. Your gaze landed on Annie’s bed again, gulping at the sound of Eren taking his zipper down. “W-what are you doing?”

“You can use your mouth.” His lips were grazing against your earlobe as he murmured the words. Slipping a hand between your thighs and hoisting one of your legs in the air, he pressed his hardness against your folds, rubbing his tip from behind. “But I prefer this way more.”

You pulled the blanket back to cover your lower half, the warmth of his chest radiating to your spine. “But Annie—”

“Annie,” he breathed heavily, “Can go fuck herself.” 

He glided his member against your slit and you cursed under your breath, knowing how badly you were losing in this game.

How could you say no in this situation? No, you could—Eren would always put your consent above everything else—but you didn’t want to. Not when you were just aching for him to be inside you just as much.

“Baby, please?” It almost sounded like a purr and it lit your stomach on fire. “I won’t come inside, I promise.”

“That’s not the problem, idiot.” A moan threatened to escape when Eren pushed his tip inside—just the tip and you found yourself eagerly pressing back against him. “You promised her you wouldn’t touch me earlier too.”

“Yeah,” he swallowed thickly, pushing his cock a little bit deeper before he took it all out at once, “But we aren't that close to begin with so I’m not planning to keep it.” 

“Well, I am.” You couldn’t even convince yourself at that point. Eren was placing wet, open-mouthed kisses on your nape when he swayed his hips against yours again. You could feel his heavy arousal sliding against your wetness.

“Then put up a better fight,” he warned you. “‘Cause I don’t think I can hold back much longer. Seeing you wearing my clothes and nothing else like this—You’re driving me insane.” He spat on his palm, lathering his length with as much saliva as he could to ease the friction. “I’m putting it in.”

“Wait—” You grabbed his arm, eyes closing shut in reflex at the feeling of him sliding in, all the way down to the base. “Eren, wait a sec—ah—” 

“Ssshhh…” Amusement was thick in his voice, his tiny laughter sounding a little more airy than usual. “Baby, you’re gonna get us caught.” He was fully sheathed inside, hot and throbbing and so hard, you thought it must have been painful for him to wait this long. He didn’t wait for you to adjust, already thrusting his hips forward. “Not that I would mind.” His moans sent shivers down to your toes. “I won’t be able to pay attention to anything else anyway. Not when you’re making me feel this good.”

He was stretching you, filling you, and it scared you because it felt so perfect, you never wanted him to stop. “I didn’t say you could fuck me.”

“Yeah?” The hand he settled under your thigh slid down to rest two fingers on your clit, rubbing against it slowly, matching the pace of his thrust. “Want me to stop?”

Fuck, no. “Just hurry up.”

“No.”

“What?”

“I want to enjoy this.” His thrust turned deep, slightly more forceful to the point you had to tilt your head to the side and bury your face in your pillow. He brought you closer to him, embracing you from behind and moments like this made you realize just how big his body was compared to yours. 

“This is nice,” he commented, burying his nose in your strands. “Cuddling as we have sex. We should do this more often.”

True, the current position you were in provided more intimacy than usual and you would be grateful for it, truly, if you weren’t too jittery over the fact that your roommate could wake up any second. 

“Touch yourself,” Eren whispered, sending a jolt of electricity through your veins.

“What?”

“Come on, baby,” he replaced his hand with yours, guiding your fingers to caress your sensitive nub. “I want to see how you touch yourself when I’m not around.”

“I’ve never touched—” The way he suddenly pounded harder into you stole a moan out of your mouth and he slapped a hand over your lips to contain the rest.

“You’ve never done it?” He swayed his hips excruciatingly slowly, as if you were two drunken strangers dancing a little too close in a nightclub. “Even when we were apart for two weeks?”

“N-no,” you breathed out heavily as soon as he released his hand. He rested his fingers against your throat, feeling the beating veins underneath your skin. “Have you?”

Eren didn’t answer right away, focusing back to where his palm was covering the back of your hand, guiding two of your fingers to rub against your clit. You shuddered at the sensation, leaning further against his chest. “I have,” he confessed, breathing just as heavily as he listened to the little whimpers you made over the touch of your own fingertips. “That night when you called me and you told me you missed me,” his breath felt hot on your nape, “I thought about holding you like this. Thought about how pretty you’d sound moaning my name. Thought about you touching yourself at the thoughts of me,” he grabbed your hips a little harder so he could slide his cock deeper inside. “Thought about fucking you, baby—ah, yeah, just like this.”

Little by little, you were going insane. You could tell how much he wanted you from the way he spoke. It felt so good to be adored, to be pleasured, to be wanted like he never wanted anyone else in the world.

He noticed the way you chewed on your lip, trying to keep yourself mute. Eren groaned at the sight, wet lips and tongue painting your nape. “Fuck, seeing you like this turns me on even more.”

You clenched around him, causing you both to moan. “W-what are you, a pervert?”

“Yeah, probably.” His teeth grazed against your shoulder, sucking and nipping on the skin. “So cute. The way you’re trying so hard not to get caught, biting your lip like that.” Without warning, he thrust harder, knocking the breath out of your lungs. “And you’re still letting out a moan no matter how hard you try. You’re so fucking cute.” 

“Stop talking—” You just had to, knowing how irresistible his gruff voice and sinful moans were to your ears. His voice did wonder to your head as it sounded deeper and hoarser than usual, with breathy moans that caused the tiny hairs in your neck to rise in response.

He felt you squeezing harder around him. “You’re gonna come?”

Yeah, most likely, if you keep fucking me like this. “No, idiot, I can’t even focus—”

“Feels to me like you’re about to.” He simpered between heavy breaths. “It’s okay, baby, I’m close too.”

“You can come inside.” You could feel the knots inside your stomach tightened when he began to pick up speed, becoming slightly erratic. “I—I’ve been taking pills and—fuck—I don’t wanna make a mess—“

He flipped you to your stomach, pushing your face against the pillow with his hand holding you down by the nape. “Then, I won’t hold back,” he said, and he really lived up to his words. 

His jeans were pooling around his thighs, the blanket you used to cover your bodies was sliding down his back as he pounded vigorously into you from behind. “Shit,” he grunted, throwing his head back in pleasure, reeling in the sensation of you squeezing tightly around him. “I can’t believe I spent two weeks on a remote island when I could’ve been fucking you like this every day.” 

His hold around your hips was tight enough to leave bruises by the morning and you could only take short gasps as he slammed into you again and again, harder and harder each time. “I’m close,” he hissed, hips moving out of rhythm. “So fucking close.”

“Me too,” you choked out, fisting the edge of your pillow. “Eren, I—” Something—he just grazed something inside that made your thighs tremble, toes curling. “Oh, God—”

“Hitting the right spot?” He teased, a mischievous grin decorating his face. “So cute.”

“Shut up.” 

“Why can’t you just be honest for once?” He leaned forward, fingers slipping between your strands, tugging gently at the roots to lift your head back. “You gotta tell me when I make you feel good or,” he emphasized his next words with a slam of his hips, causing you to choke out a sob. “extremely good,” the little laugh he made was both sexy and irritating. “Do that and I’ll take good care of you. After all, I’m here for your pleasure, Sweetheart.”

“Fuck me harder, just hurry up and fuck me—” It was embarrassing how desperate you became but Annie was sleeping just a few meters away from you and you were so close to losing your mind because he kept being such a fucking tease in bed. “Eren, just finish it already—” You spread your legs wider, raising your lower half in the air for him and he kneaded your cheeks with his hands. 

“Impatient, are we?” He slid himself out completely just to plunge back in, the sound of skin meeting skin, and his growl-like moans bounced off the walls and you were both being loud, you knew you were, but you couldn’t care. Not right now. The tide of feeling that was building inside you felt as familiar as it was foreign and one more, if he can just hit that spot one more time—

“Come for me, baby,” he ordered you and you were more than eager to comply. “I want to see you come—” His movements stopped abruptly and you whined from the sudden loss of friction. With a frown breaking on your face, you lifted your head to see what was going on only to find Annie standing next to your bed with bloodshot eyes and a fist forming on her side.

“Oh my God!” You quickly broke free from his hold, pushing your hoodie down to your knees. Eren, on the other hand, simply threw her a grin with both arms raised in the air.

“Leonhart,” he cautiously said, “Easy on the face now. I got a presentation tomo—”

Nope. That didn’t stop her from landing a mean blow on his jaw and as he groaned, eyes shutting in pain, she made her way back to her bed without uttering a single word, completely ignoring how you were staring at her with eyes growing wide and both hands covering your mouth to muffle your gasp.

“Are you okay?” You asked the boy who was sitting on his heels, rubbing the pain off his jaw. “Told you this was a bad idea.”

“Nah, it’s worth it.” He attempted to grin but it came out more like a wince. “Continue the rest in the bathroom?”

“STOP FUCKING, JESUS CHRIST!”

You grimaced. “Probably shouldn’t.”

“Yeah, probably shouldn’t.”

***

But of course, relationships can’t always be smooth-sailing. While he’s been certainly fun and charming for the most times you’ve been together, not to mention adventurous when it comes to sex, things can sometimes get a little tense. Eren can be pretty childish and selfish sometimes that you often start to bicker with him over the simplest of things.

“Look, what else do you want me to do?” His deep voice reverberated through the air, sighing impatiently as if it was your fault that the two of you ended up glaring at each other in the coffee shop—the same one where you used to spend hours passionately talking about indie music and science fiction movies. “I said I’m sorry for being late—”

“An hour late.”

“Yeah, okay, an hour late.” He rolled his eyes, still looking annoyingly handsome even when he had a prominent frown breaking on his temple. “I’m sorry.” The more he said it, the more it sounded less genuine to your ears. “Can you stop giving me the cold shoulders now?”

Despite it being a date, with you already dressed up in your favorite blouse that accentuated your eyes, Eren was dressed sloppily in a pair of sweatpants, dirty sneakers, and a gray hoodie, while sporting his man-bun more messily than usual as if he just got out of bed. He probably was, that bastard.

“I don't know what you're talking about, Jaeger. This is how I normally behave around you.” Emptying the rest of your coffee, you tried not to glare when he threw his head back in response, groaning loudly into the air. 

Eren’s iced americano was still pretty much full considering he just got there and you had ordered the drink for him an hour before, thinking that he was going to be on time for your date. But no, apparently, he was so into this new online horror game his friend Armin had told him about a week ago that he began to lose track of time. It seemed to you that was all he’d been doing for the last few days, and you were fine with giving him some personal space but not if he was wasting your precious time instead. Not everybody is as smart as him when it comes to keeping good grades. Maybe he doesn’t have to study much, but you do.

“Look, I’m not angry,” you stated, and if it sounded like a lie? Good.

“Yeah,” he snorted loudly, “Says the girl who keeps flaring her nose at me.” He pointed out and you sighed because I had to spend an hour by myself doing nothing because you asked me to go out when I’m supposed to be working on my papers that are due tomorrow but you kept yourself in silence. 

You had to be the adult in the relationship because apparently, you were dating a 183cm tall brat. “You know you could’ve texted me, right?”

“My phone’s dead.”

“It’s working now.”

“Well, I just charged it in my car.”

“Didn’t bother to text me then?”

“Didn’t think I had to. It’s only a fifteen minutes drive here from my place anyway.”

That’s fifteen minutes more of my time you wasted, you idiot. You could feel your fury growing larger inside your chest. “You’re right. It’s fine. Whatever.” You placed back your phone—which had been your only companion for the last hour—into your purse and wore back your coat. “I have to go.”

His eyebrows—his thick, beautiful eyebrows that you love so much (though not that day) were knitted in both desperation and annoyance from how you acted. “Babe,” he called, grabbing your hand as you stood up from your seat. “Do we really have to fight over this?”

“We don’t.” You smiled at him, making sure that it did not reach your eyes. “I gotta take off. Text me later?” You exaggerated a gasp, “Oh, but only if you think you have to.”

“Jesus fucking Christ.” His irritation was clearly shown on his face. “Look, if I could go back to the past and change things, I would, but I can’t and with you being unreasonably angry like this isn’t gonna—”

“Unreasonably?”

Eren’s jaw hung slackly on his face when he noticed the anger radiating off your body. You were angry before but not this angry. “That came out wrong.”

You clicked your tongue in vexation, yanking your hand out of his grip, and made your leave.

“Babe!” Eren stood up from his seat, hands pressed flat on the table. “Baby, come on!” But you already had one foot out of the door.

On the next day, he came by to your dorm at four in the morning, making your roommate, Annie Leonhart, groan with a hellish fire burning in her eyes. “If that’s your boyfriend, I am going to kill him.”

“Don’t bother, I will,” you muttered in response before you stepped down from your bed, turned on the lighting (which earned another loud groan from her), and reached for the door. 

Eren stood there with his hair looking like a bird’s nest, his long strands tied together in a messy bun. His cheeks were reddened from the morning cold, eyes bleary from lacking sleep.

“What time do you think it is?” you asked him, exhaustion stood vividly in your voice.

“I’m sorry for being an asshole,” he softly said in all of the sincerity he could emit. Noticing your roommate’s groan as she pulled the blanket over her head, Eren chirped back, “Morning, Leonhart.”

“Fuck you, Jaeger.”

“Yeah, I’d fuck me too,” he snickered to himself. Feeling the intensity of your glare, he cowered a little but still dared to shrug it off. “What, it’s a joke.”

“It’s four in the morning, Eren.”

“I know, but I can’t concentrate on my game ‘cause I keep thinking about what happened before, and I don’t think I can until you forgive me.” 

“You’re here because you couldn’t focus on playing your game?”

“Calm down now.” He displayed his best smirk in an attempt to sweep you off your feet. “You look pretty even when you just woke up.”

Was his mischievous, devilish smirk working on you? Abso-fucking-lutely. But you’d rather die than give him the satisfaction. “Please, leave.” 

“I came here because I can’t stop thinking about you.” He leaned one hand against the doorframe, another one holding you by your cheek, lifting your face to meet his gaze. “I’m sorry, baby. I promise I’ll make it up to you. Forgive me?”

Remember that he’s annoying. Remember that he’s annoying. You kept chanting inside your chest while trying your best not to be charmed by his features. Also, who looks and smells this fucking good at four in the morning, for fuck's sake?! “Will you write my paper for contemporary arts?”

“Huh? Oh...” It was clear he didn’t want to but with a deep breath, he said, “Sure. But one time only.”

“Will you also buy me a new sweater?”

“What happened to your sweaters?”

“Nothing. Just saw a cute one in a magazine and thought it’d look good on me.”

Eren narrowed his eyes. “Fine.”

“Will you—“ 

He grabbed you by your cheeks, pulling your skin to the side until you winced in pain. “You’re enjoying this way too much, aren’t you, Sweetheart?”

You were, but you tried your best to keep your amused smile to yourself. “Wasn’t my fault my boyfriend is an ass.”

“Your boyfriend is visiting you at four in the morning to apologize for his mistakes. Also, it’s raining heavily outside, if you haven’t noticed. I walked here, through the rain, for you.”

“You’re not wet, though.”

“Neither were you before you met me,” he joked, wiggling his eyebrows but when he noticed you glaring at him in silence—oh if looks could kill—he flinched and hastily added, “Sorry, bad timing. Well, umm, it was kinda cold when I stepped under the rain so I decided to just bring an umbrella with me.” He suddenly seemed like he remembered something. “Oh, right, that reminds me. Can I leave it here? I’ve got an early class today and I don’t want to carry it with me everywhere.”

That earned another flat stare from you. “You’re not taking any of this seriously, are you?”

“Of course, I am.” He shuffled through his bag, taking a white chocolate Toblerone with a red bow tied around it before he pushed it toward your direction. “Look, I even bought you a gift.” 

You weren’t sure how to respond. “It’s a Toblerone.”

“Yeah. ‘Cause your grumpy butt needs to be comforted. You’re welcome.” When he saw your scowl—that grew even more menacing by the second, he actually whined about it. “What? It’s four am, the only store that’s open is 7-Eleven.”

“You just took this off the counter, didn’t you?”

“No.” He lied, you could tell he was. “I specifically went there to buy that for you. I went as far as wrapping a ribbon around it, you know.”

You stopped beating around the bush. “What condom did you get?”

His cheeks reddened slightly. Averting his gaze with a hand going to scratch his nape, he muttered quietly, “A—a ribbed one. For your pleasure, by the way.”

“Aaw, how very thoughtful of you.” Your smile was just as sweet as it was frightening. “You can use that as you have sex with your hands.” You shoved back the chocolate to his chest, causing him to take a step back. “Also, I’m on a diet.”

“Well, shit, how am I supposed to know?”

“I literally told you that yesterday.” To say he was testing your patience would be an understatement at that point. “Remember? When you arrived an hour late on our date and you asked babe, why aren’t you ordering anything and I said I’m on a fucking diet, you idiot!”

“Easy there. I’ll be doing your reports, remember?” Eren chuckled, grabbing you by the shoulders, massaging the sore spots and it would probably feel good if you weren’t so pissed off over his antics. “Also, babe, don’t you know? Men have a harder time remembering things than women do. And that’s just scientifically speaking, not me.”

“I swear to God, Eren—”

“JUST FORGIVE HIM FOR FUCK’S SAKE! YOU GUYS ARE TAKING FOREVER AND YOU’RE GIVING ME HEADACHES!” 

Maybe you and Eren were getting a bit loud, but Annie was just shouting like she was about to march on a war so you didn’t really have a choice. It was either take your boyfriend’s apology or have your roommate kill both you and your boyfriend at the same time.

Eren annoyingly smirked back at you. “She’s got a point, you know.”

But, of course, he does learn his lesson from time to time so things don’t always end up in fights. And Eren can be considerate if he wants to, noticing almost every little thing that you do. Like when you’re wearing a new skirt (or new underwear, for that matter), giving you his jacket when you sniffle from the cold (as cheesy as that sounds, it does make your heart flutter a bit), or intertwining your fingers together under the table when you’re nervous before your presentation.

Hopefully today this considerate version of his comes out to play again because there’s something you need to talk about with him.

“I think I need to start looking for a part-time job,” you say, sighing in content when you have his lips on your neck, suckling on the soft skin. Your fingers are playing with the soft strands of his hair, unwinding his hair tie just so you can tug at them whenever he brings his tongue into the game. You know it’s not the best time to have this conversation—especially not when he has his hand under your shirt as you sit on his lap at the back of his car—but with Eren, it’s almost always like this whenever you’re alone with him.

"Yeah?" His bomber jacket and matching black shirt have already been discarded away by your hasty hands. You just love seeing the way his key-shaped pendant fell in the middle of his chest, but not as much as you love trailing your fingers across his v-lines. "Why?" 

“I’m running out of money.”

“From dumping too many dead bodies in the swamp?” He titters next to your ear, unbuttoning more of your shirt and pushing the fabric off your shoulder. “Babe, I’ve told you,” he mouths against your skin. “You gotta search for a new swamp that’s free of charge.”

“Shut up.” But you’re laughing anyway. This inside joke you two have has become somewhat of a routine—a topic that randomly pops out in any conversation.

You can feel his grin pressing against the sensitive skin below your ear. “Told ya this swamp thing could be our thing.”

“No, I’m serious.” But despite that, you have to hold back a moan when you feel his hand roaming around your chest, his fingers slipping underneath your bra. You can’t tell him exactly why you need this job because you don’t want him to feel sorry for you. But the truth is, your parents back home have been having financial problems and you know how costly your college tuition can get. You just want to help out, even if it’s not much, and try to survive on your own without using your parents’ money. “I need some pocket money.”

Eren has your earlobe between his teeth, his breathing feels warm and extremely sexy in your ears. “Mmm, for what?”

“To buy personal things.”

“What personal things?”

“Like…” You bite your lower lip, having the hardest time concentrating when he starts to play with your nipple, his thumb brushing against the sensitive bud. “I don’t know, like girl things.”

Eren suddenly pulls away, looking you straight in the eyes with an eyebrow raised in curiosity. “You mean like a dildo?”

“Make-up, Eren.” You blandly respond. All your sexual excitement from before? Gone. “I meant make-up.”

“Sure, that too. But,” he insists and you roll your eyes, knowing where this is going. “Have you ever considered playing with a dildo in your spare time? Because I have.”

“You have? Like, using it in your ass?”

“No.” When you laughed at him, he shuts you up directly with his mouth. “I kinda want to try,” Eren confessed as he broke away, a tiny grin painting his lips. “I mean, I can satisfy you just fine without them but if those sex toys can give you so much pleasure to the point you’ll start crying,” he wets his lower lip, eyes gleaming in excitement. “I would love to see that.”

“You’re a bit sadistic, you know that?”

“Never said I wasn’t.”

“Yes, well, let’s leave these sex toys alone for now, okay, Jaeger?” You draw his head back to the crook of your neck, sighing as you wind your arms around his shoulders. “Do you know where I can get a job around here?”

“You don’t have to. I can buy you anything that you want,” he coos, the tip of his nose brushing against the column of your neck. Well, knowing how expensive the Tag Heuer watch he's wearing around his wrist, you’re sure he could.

“With your parents’ money?” You scoff. “Thanks, but no thanks.”

“I’ve made money on my own, you know.”

“Oh no, please don’t tell me that the rumor of you being a drug dealer on our campus is true.”

Eren tears himself away, squinting his eyes. “What the hell is wrong with those people?”

Even his scowl looks attractive on him, sweet lord. “You’re my boyfriend, Eren, not my sugar daddy so no, I don’t want your money. Especially if what you're planning to buy is a bunch of sex toys and naughty lingerie.”

“So you read my mind,” he snickers, not feeling shameful in the slightest. “Why not both, though? I can be your boyfriend and your da—”

“Do not finish that line.”

His deep laughter is one of the most beautiful things you’ve ever heard, especially when he’s this close to your ear. “Why do you need make-up anyway? You’re already pretty without it.” And it really does sound genuine, the way he says it. Eren flirts a lot, even when you’ve been together for months, he still does it pretty often. But he does have his sincerity from time to time, just like now, and you can’t help but blush a little because of it.

“Well, I’m more confident with it.”

“Well, of course, you do look smoking hot with your make-up on, don’t get me wrong,” he adds, lazily circling his arms around your waist as he leans his back to the car’s seat. “But you’re beautiful the way you are too.” He brings his window down, tucking a cigarette between his lips, and lights it up. You watch him with narrowed eyes, not really fond of him having a smoke in his car—you can’t stand the smell—but you also don’t have the will to stop him because, let’s be real, Eren Jaeger sitting on the back of his car in nothing but his jeans while smoking? The word ‘hot’ was invented to describe him. 

He sucks in his cheeks, exhaling clouds of smoke toward the window. “Like,” he adds, “You literally can wear that I woke up like this shirt every morning and you won’t find me complaining.”

“You complained about my morning breath this morning.”

“That you should work on.”

“Asshole.” You push a palm against his face, which he licks playfully like a dog. This is your favorite Eren, if you have to be honest, with his lips pulled back showcasing a boyish grin, his stunning green eyes gleaming as he gazes at you, and his voice sounding light and airy with a hint of teasing in his words. You really should consider yourself lucky to be able to call someone like him, who has the perfect balance of cute and sexy, as your boyfriend.

“I really like you,” you say, abruptly out of nowhere that it surprises you too. Eren’s laughter stops almost immediately, his eyes searching yours. There’s silence hanging in the air, slowly suffocating you. You’re about to beg him to say something when he smiles, so gentle and soft, with his hand reaching up to cup your cheek and rub comforting circles with his thumb.

“I really like you too,” he says, almost like he’s sighing. His eyes go up and down your face, switching from your eyes and your lips. “I like you so much that it drives me crazy sometimes.”

It’s insane how fast he can turn your steady heart rate into something that beats too loudly for your ears. “Okay, stop right there. I can’t with all this cheesiness you’re throwing at me.”

“Yeah, that doesn’t sound like me,” he chortles to himself, taking another puff of his cigarette. “I meant it, though.” Cheeks growing hot, you steal his cigar out of his fingers and flick it out the window. “Hey,” he protests, “I wasn’t finished with that—”

“You are.” You settle down on his lap, taking off your shirt with your chest hovering just a mere inches away from his face. Casting it away to the side, you hook your fingers around his necklace, drawing him closer to yours. “Cause I’ll be needing your full attention now.”

And that sexy smirk of his grows back almost immediately. “Yes, Ma’am.”

***

Part 3 of this fic, titled Twisted, can be read here.

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[chrisishot]

Hi!!!! Can you write something about Kepa????? I was thinking the reader is very short, like 1,60 meters and Kepa is almost 1,90m so there’s a lot of height difference and she’s kinda insecure about it, but he recomforts her any way possible. Thanks so much!!!!!♥️♥️

omg ofc, i love it😍

Mi estrellita

rumors about Kepa dating Andrea Martinez started spreading, so you looked her up only to find out how gorgeous she is and get insecure about your looks and height

Uhg how much you hated keeping your relationship with Kepa a secret. But it was needed because you were the newest Social Media Manager in the Chelsea staff and most people would only think that you are with him because you wanted to get to the job. Even tho you have been dating for the past 4 months. The happiest 4 months of your life. You never felt insecure in front of Kepa, cause you knew he would love you any way.

Until 2 weeks ago...Some instagram and twitter chelsea fan accounts have been going on and on about how Kepa is dating a mysterious tall brunette. And you being 1,60 compared to Kepa who is 1,90 weren't very tall. So one morning you decided to dig up a bit and see who are they talking about.

After scrolling for a couple of minutes you saw a pic of Andrea Martinez. Tall, absolutely beautiful brunette with a smile that you cannot miss. You decided to look up her instagram and as soon as you saw the bio you thought you were about to faint.

"Good morning mi vida"said Kepa rolling on to his stomach so he can hug your waist and snuggle closer to you. "You look pale, are you okey?" he said looking up at you with his chocolate brown eyes. His hair was messy from all the turning in his sleep, his eyes tired but never tired of looking at you.

"No no I am just fine. You can go back to sleep mi amor" you said trying not to looks suspicious. After you said that Kepa closed his eyes again and fell asleep now snuggled into you.

Now that he was back asleep you went on stalking the beautiful model. The moment you saw her bio your heart sank..."Miss Universe" , "Spain" and Kepa was indeed following her.

No Kepa would never cheat on you, don't get any other ideas, but just the thought of him having Miss Universe Spain as a friend and a Miss Nobody made your heart sink. Why would he choose you over her? Is he cheating? Are they friends? Can you even compare to her? All of these questions rushing over you like waves making your anxiety spike up.

You scrolled fown her feed looking at her pictures. She was indeed very tall, naybe like 3 cm smaller than Kepa.

You decided to look her up in Google to and when you saw her height and how old she was you got very insecure.

She was around Kepa's age...and you were 5 years younger than him making you feel a bit left out.

She was a beautiful model and you were.....you.

The whole day you couldn't stop thinking about it. It was visibly bothering you. And Kepa saw it too. He saw the look in your eyes, the sadness pooling in them, he saw the way you walked...like you were trying to escape he saw how you couldn't even look him in the eyes, he saw the fake smile that never reached you eyes. He couldn't help but wonder what had happened, did he do something, did he hurt you?

You were sitting in the kitchen casually eating Nutella when Kepa walked in.

"Hey, mi amor" he said kissing the top of your head.

"Hey, Kep" you said putting your fake smile on again.

"What is wrong?" he said looking in your eyes.

"Nothing, Kep. What do you mean" you said not taking your eyes off the floor because you knew if you looked into his eyes you would break down.

"Ahhh, mi amor, I know something is bothering you just tell me,please." he said walking over to you and gently lifting you head to look at him. And in that moment you broke.

"Kep I know it would sound stupid, dumb or not worth worrying over but I just can't help it! It has been going around Twitter, TikTok and Insta about you dating some model...so I decided to dig up and I found that they were talking about Andrea. And I saw her instagram and that you were following her and-" as you were rumbling you saw his face expression change. "OH NO NO NO! I don't think you are cheating on me. I have trust in you. I am just wondering why would you be with someone who is a lot younger than you when you can have a girl who is basically Miss Universe and you even speak the same language! Like she can freely talk with you and your family while you have to translate most of the things I say to them. Do not get me started on our looks. She is tall, beautiful and talented and I am a midget that is still in uni.." you said finally letting everything out.

Kepa felt bad. Not because he pitied you, but because he loved you so much that he felt guilty. He felt guilty because he felt that he didn't give you enough....enough to make you love yourself.

"Mi vida, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my life.. Andrea is just an old friend of mine and I don't ever want to hear you think you are ugly and not worth it. Because you are! You are worth it to me! And today I just couldn't help but wonder why you were acting like this. I wanted to see your beautiful smile reach your eyes, I wanted to see your eyes twinkle just like now, I wanted to see you look at me like I was the only one. But you couldn't even look at me and I don't even blame you but I just want you to know that you are the most beautiful woman to me. And I love you so much, mi vida!" He said wiping you tears away and than kissing you.

You couldn't help but smile as the thought that somebody loved you with all your insecurities and more specifically that that one was Kepa.

"I can believe you just made me fall in love with you for the second time!" you said standing up and hugging him even tighter.

"Mi amor, I fall in love with you over and over again just when you look at me"he said higging you back as you lifted your head up to look at him. "Yep again" he said giving you a little smile.

"I love you, Kep."

"I love you too, mi vida"

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[wolfythewitch]

May i just say I don't really like the way the thing has been handled about that person?

There seem to be no proof they said what your followers say they said beside "oh they told me". We know how easily in this fandom misinformation spreads and how much people like drama and to talk without knowledge.

People who say they support you attacked, and attack as far as I can see, someone for allegedly attacking you and your whole mentality is just: "I don't want to draw attention to this".

Attention is already on this. You can tell people to stop and some of them will listen. For that poor person's sake and to make this whole situation die down before more damage is done. Or to at least limit what has already been done.

An artist shouldn't be paying for a stupid anon (and I mean this wholeheartedly if they ever see this, you are stupid) who can't keep their mouth shut.

As many said, it's between the two of you, people shouldn't have been and shouldn't be getting involved to defend one side or the other. Particularly if this defending includes very big accusations without proof.

Sorry for the long ask, but I can't imagine what it feels like to receive so many nasty messages even though no one has proved that you did what they accused you of and all because of some dumbass who think they can talk for you.

Okay,

1. I have already told people to stop, twice, but it's hard to know what's going on exactly because any accusation thrown is done without my knowledge. They're done on private accounts on twitter, accounts I am not privy to, or to the person's inbox itself, from whose account I am blocked. I do not have access to said rumors, and thus cannot accurately address them.

2. They are not just my followers, these are my friends who dmed me about this, some with screenshots, and some with a somewhat detailed recount of the posts. While I don't doubt rumors spread significantly in this fandom, I highly doubt several of my mutuals or friends would come together to hatch some sort of conspiracy.

3. I don't address it because I don't know what to think of it. And you're right! It's between the two of us, but I've not been contacted about this whatsoever. Instead I find out through hostile tumblr posts that have now been deleted, anons that I really don't care to answer, and people continuously sending me asks despite me stating I don't wish to broach the matter further :) I can't say hey please stop harassing this person, because more do not know of them than the people who do. Saying anything, especially while trying to keep the details vague, will just lead to more curiosity than anything. I answered some of the nicer asks sent to me, and any information revealed to me I handled privately. Rumors or accusations coming from it I have no control over, because they weren’t from this blog to begin with. Even the post I made on twitter had a somewhat lighthearted tone, and was worded in a way that draws emphasis to the act and reaction, because I found my reaction to it funny. There was no mention or even hint of the person. 

There’s nothing I can do about this, especially if said anons have already ignored my input twice in terms of harassment. Please stop sending me asks about this, and for god’s sake don’t go after anyone. If you want the situation to die down, then let it die down

#wolfy tedtalks #anon

[thefanficmonster]

Let Them Talk

Corpse Husband x Reader (Female) ft. Sykkuno

Warnings: Swearing, Jealousy

Genre: Fluff, a bit of Angst

Summary: We can all agree Among Us is a fun game on its own but what makes it ten times better is playing it with the right company. Y/N could agree 100% Being a streamer herself, she loves playing with the streamer gang that includes her boyfriend and best friend. But, what happens when her boyfriend starts doubting her feelings for him due to her close relationship with her best friend.

Requested by @cheetoscat . Thank you so much for your request! Sorry it took so long to write, I hope the final product is worth the wait. Enjoy! Love, Vy ❤

Y/AU/N - Your Among Us Name

I settle in my gaming chair, adjusting my webcam one last time before joining the Among Us lobby with my friends. 

“Hi everyone!“ I say into the mic, a smile plastering itself on my face. Discord is a magical thing, man. It’s so easy to forget that the people you are talking to aren’t around you or within arm’s reach. You could be separated by miles and miles of land or - in our case - oceans as well. Distance becomes negligible when you hear your friends’ voices, their laughter; when you have a good time together despite being each behind a screen, often times alone.

Well, I’m one of those lucky ones that isn’t alone. No one knows that, though. Everyone thinks I’m a single, self-employed girl that’s straight out of college. And they are 90% right. Only thing is - I’m not single. That would be a shocker in and of itself, but revealing who’s changed my relationship status would be a bomb with a whole new intensity.

Speaking of my significant other who shall remain unnamed - just kidding, it’s Corpse - his form materializes in the doorway of my recording room. I give him a hand signal the camera isn’t able to capture, alerting him of the fact that my mic is on. He replies by blowing me a kiss and walking off down the hall to his recording room where he’ll be stationed for the next three or so hours.

I owe this relationship to my best friend Sykkuno. I’m a pretty new and not very well known on the platform, however, thanks to him I haven’t only obtained a boyfriend, but a following of a little over million subscribers as well. 

It all started with an invitation to fill a spot in the Among Us lobby him and his friends had created. It took him quite a bit to convince me to join, but I eventually caved and agreed. Suddenly, there I was. In a Discord call, in an Among Us lobby with some of the most well-known names on this platform. I’m talking YouTube legends. I was that puppy playing with the big dogs. The newbie tagging along with the big leagues. Or at least that’s how I felt until we all started vibing - talking and teasing each other as though we’ve known each other for years and not minutes.

When I joined the call, Corpse wasn’t present. After everyone else introduced themselves, Sykkuno informed me that we were waiting for Corpse to return. The name sounded really cool to me and I was genuinely very excited to meet this Corpse guy.

And then, out of the blue - no prep, no warning...

“Did you get someone to fill the spot? Oh- Hello, Y/AU/N.“ 

…he started talking and he had me star-struck. Apparently, he also had me a blabbering mess cause I remember blurting out: “Whoa, who’s this guy speaking in bold and underlined at the same time?”

The entire lobby, including Corpse, laughed. Sean, or Jack like they called him most often, answered my question, “That is the voice of God, Y/N. Its source is named Corpse, though.”

Heat spread from the bottom of my neck to the tips of my ears. I was mortified by my own stupidity. I was well aware they couldn’t see me and I was incredibly thankful for that, but I simply could not get myself to open my eyes. “I’m so sorry.” I said through nervous laughter.

“No, no, I like that description. Bold and underlined at the same time, huh?“ His voice sounded even more pleasant when it had that teasing, mischievous note to it. That thought popping up in my head only made things worse for my self-esteem and only made me more embarrassed, causing me to hide my face in my hands. “You sure it’s not in Italics as well?“ 

His question got a weak laugh out of me. “Nope, definitely not. Nothing Italic about it.“

Yes, I don’t even know how some terrible jokes about MS Word fonts got me as far as a romantic relationship, but they did! We’ve been living together for quite some time now, dating for even longer - hiding it just as long. It’s not that we have been actively trying to hide it or something, we just wanted to see how long it would take someone to become sus of us. When we realized no one would notice, we decided that if any rumors about us started, or even fans shipping us, we’d come clean. That hasn’t happened either, so we haven’t had the proper chance to address our relationship and neither of us minds.

At this point, I’m honestly afraid of revealing it to the gaming squad. Sykkuno especially. He’s my best friend, after all. I can see him being hurt by the fact that I kept a secret so big even from him. The last thing I wanna do is hurt my best friend but it’s already too late for that, it’s inevitable.

“Y/N have you looked at Twitter today?“ Rae, another streamer I’ve become close with over the months, says urgently.

Overlooking the tension in her words, I answer: “Nope, haven’t had the time. Why? What’s up?“

Before Rae can say anything else, Sykkuno joins the conversation, his voice somehow even more urgent than Rae’s. “It’s nothing, Y/N. If you see it, just don’t let it bother you, ok?”

Hearing such a tone from Rae isn’t unusual, but hearing it from Sykkuno is completely different and a lot more worrisome. “Well if it has the potential of bothering me it can’t be nothing. What’s going on?”

Just then, my phone dings with two notifications. I check to see they are messages from Rae.

“I sent you screenshots. Sorry, Sykkuno. She has to know in order to address it and defuse it as well. I know better than anyone how fast these rumors can spread, especially if no one reacts to them.“ She says, her tone barely apologetic at all.

I open the screenshots she has sent me and I find myself frozen in shock. Some old pictures of Sykkuno and I have been posted on Twitter by some random user. These pictures have started an entire thread of suspicions surrounding our relationship.

The pictures in question are from a New Year’s Eve party a mutual friend of ours held two years ago. Sure, in the pictures we are a lot closer than what would be considered a platonic proximity. And yes one of the pictures is of me kissing his cheek. Yes we were both a bit tipsy. I acknowledge all those things and yet none of them are concrete reasons for these rumors to have started piling. 

“This is silly.“ I finally say after maybe five minutes of silence on my end. ”This is absolutely ridiculous! And why are people so serious about it as well? Actual, important matters get discussed more nonchalantly than the potential relationship between two online personalities! What is this world we live in?“ I know I shouldn’t let these rumors get to me like this, especially not on camera. Still, I can’t help it. I feel it’s so unfair to Corpse. He has to put up with this as well and it’s by no means easy for him. I’ve been shipped with people from our group in the past and he always took those rumors to heart despite acting like he didn’t care. Neither of us should get worked up, but him getting upset about them creates a domino effect with my emotions - causing me to be hit just as hard as him, in some cases harder.

Rumors of the past aside, this one is the worst by far. Mostly cause even Corpse himself suspected something between Sykkuno and I at the very beginning, when we were still acquaintances, barely crossing into the realm of friends.

I pull up Twitter to look for the whole thread, barely sparing my stream chat a glance in the process. It seems pretty split - those who agree with me and those who think Sykkuno and I make ‘such an adorable couple’. The thread is ridiculously long, and if we take into account that it was only started approximately five hours ago, you can either view it as impressive, amusing or sad. Why sad? Because someone has dedicated so much time and effort into fueling the fire of a weakly supported theory.

I love Sykkuno with all my heart. Everyone knows that - fandom, streamer squad, Corpse and Sykkuno included. I love too much and too platonically to ever even dream of having a romantic connection with him. I thought that was more than obvious, but people are either blind here, or just grasping at straws. One thing’s for certain - they’re stepping on a nerve.

“Hey where’s Corpse? Did he disconnect?” Felix asks, gaining my full attention. My eyes dart to the monitor, searching through the little avatars in a desperate search for the one of my boyfriend. It’s nowhere to be found.

“He just messaged me saying his connection is unstable but he might join us later.“ Rae says, “You guys can invite someone to fill...“

“Bathroom break.“ I interrupt, not waiting for a response before shutting my mic off, putting the ‘BRB‘ graphic on my stream and yanking the headset off. I basically run down the hall to Corpse’s recording room, my heart pounding like a bass drum.

“Corpse?!“ I call out to him, one hand already on the doorknob. When five seconds pass by without a response, I barge in. 

Inside, I find his usual spot on the gaming chair empty and his slumped figure seated on his bed.

“Corpse?“ I try again, watching for even the tiniest change of body language. He remains still as a statue, not bothering to look up at me either. 

His hands are gripping the edge of the mattress, his head hanging low. His eyes are covered by the short curtain of his dark messy curls. I can’t gauge much. Is he angry? Is he sad? Both? How should I approach the situation?

Before I find the answer to any of those questions, I am kneeling in front of him, our height difference eliminated. I gently pry his hands off the mattress and take them in mine, holding them firmly but tenderly. With one hand I reach up to tilt his head so his eyes can meet mine. He complies, his tear-filled brown orbs meeting mine. Those tears have the same effect on me as fifty sharp knives stabbing into my chest. These tears focus their attack straight on my heart, tearing it to pieces.

“Baby....“

He cuts me off, “Why is it always someone else, huh? Do they deem me not worthy of being with you? Do they think you deserve better?” His voice wavers, “Well, they might be right. They are correct and there’s little I can do to prove them wrong. They mean you well, Y/N - pairing you with guys better than me. Those are some loyal fans you’ve got. They only want what’s best for you. And so do I. If ‘best’ is being with someone else then...”

It’s my turn to cut him off. I put an end to his nonsense ramble that’s slowly killing me by pressing my finger against his lips. The sternness of my gaze is beyond me as I get up and walk over to his computer setup. I put on his headset and hop into the call as well as the lobby with his avatar.

“Hey Corpse’s back!” Toast says, “Good to have you back buddy.”

“No, not Corpse.” I say in a casual, nonchalant voice.

“Wait, wha-“ Sean’s voice shows just how confused he is, representing the confusion of the entire lobby actually.

“I know all of you are streaming so this message will be heard by several different audiences so I’m gonna make myself perfectly clear.“ I take a deep breath, “Sykkuno and I aren’t dating. He’s a lovely guy and he deserves to find a girl who will treat him right. That girl isn’t and won’t be me though. I am already treating someone right. Someone who treats me more than right as well. An amazing person. A man-child with a heart of gold. You know him, to a certain extent. He goes by the name of Corpse Husband, but I prefer to call him ‘Love of my life’. Thank you for your time and attention, goodbye.“

I exit the call and turn around to find a stunned Copse looking at me.

“That was meant for you just as much.“ I say with a fake strict attitude, one hand on my hip the other rested on his desk behind me, “Were you listening?“

Within milliseconds, he’s on his feet standing directly in front of me, his lips inches away from mine. “I heard and memorized every word. But...” he pauses for a moment, “I think you have no idea how big of a chaos you just created.”

I smile mischievously, “We’ll worry about that later. For now...” I close the gap between us, connecting our lips in a sweet and passionate kiss. 

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[tamryisk]

can we like,,,,, not make assumptions and spread rumors that Ranboo is a stoner ??? Like, the minute he turned 18, this fucking thing started. It's stupid and uncomfortable. Just because he's an adult now doesn't make it ok to break boundaries. It's weird. Really, really weird. Plus, don't call people on the internet stoners when you don't even know them !? Like, their strangers, have some fucking human decency !

Along with the fucking stoner allegations, ppl are also saying he's gay ???? If he is, amazing ! Good on him /gen ! But we shouldn't be assuming his sexuality because he's said not to. It's against his boundaries, and so many other CCs who haven't said their sexuality. Same goes for Tubbo. You shouldn't assume Ranboo is straight either because that's also assuming sexuality. To add on, the COVID thing. Bro, he's trying his fucking hardest to not spread the damn thing. But when Ranboo tries to do some good, fucking twitter goes batshit crazy and they tell him off ! Like, what do y'all want !? When he doesn't take a COVID test, y'all go fucking insane but when he does, y'all get pissed off about it !? What the hell !? He's trying he's damn hardest but it's not even his fault ! It's his friends who won't fucking do it, especially those from the UK ! Billzo just got here and he's already fucking doing irl content. Aimsey is gunna come here and do the same damn thing ! Tubbo is fully vaxxed, but hardly wears his damn mask ! If anything, y'all should be pissed at the UK streamers, not Ranboo ! Ranboo knows what he's doing, he's quarantined, taken tests and always wears a damn mask. Y'all are getting pissed off at the wrong fucking person. What the actual fuck? I'm getting fucking sick of Twitter. There is nothing out there to make y'all fucking happy.

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