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thinking about mikasa rn…

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“𝐢 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥” - 𝐣. 𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧

painter!jean x reader smutty drabble, jean jerking off to a portrait of you, he’s obsessed w you

𓂃⭒𐀔 𐀔⭒𓂃

the evening sun permeated throughout his art studio. the warm orange hue painted the room. jean unbuttoned his beige shirt down to the last one, revealing his light brown tufts peaking from his brown jeans and boxers.

he sits at a stool in front of a wide, covered canvas. he takes of the veil, gently, he’s not in any rush. the white drapes would slowly reveal his lovers body painted in the clouds. some shading of clouds still left unfinished but you, you were perfect.

the side of you face rested on the back of your hand as you laid on your side, exaggerating your curves. cumulus clouds just barely kept your chest covered, more puff draped over your ass. your eyes are looking forward almost piercing the canvas. that was jeans favorite part. they were bold and intimidating, he thought, but somehow longing and sultry.

it’s what he always remembered the best. the way your eyes fluttered when he touched you. he loves that he has that effect on you. he’s obsessed with it.

his thighs shift against his hardened member as he struggles to focus on finishing your portrait. his hand makes his way to his hair and his fingers comb through the strands. the lump of guilt and desire starts to form in his throat when the tent in his jeans only grows.

his attentions drifts back your figure. the curve at your hips reminding him of how you grind up against him. he swallows at the thought of him gripping your hips to help you while ride him. he slowly unbuckles his pants to finally let his cock breathe. he pants while watching it twitch at the ghost of your touch and precum drips down to his shaft.

his already-low eyes shut so he can hear your faint moans and giggles echo throughout his head. his hands grip around his base as he slowly pumps to the thought of you and your portrait. he bites his lip and tilts his head back as his pace gradually speeds up, breath so heavy it could fog up a window.

whines and groans sprinkled with your names traveled throughout the room. “please, baby, oh fuck”, he catches himself whispering out as he rubs up and and down and his thumb gliding over the tip each time. images of you flashed against his mind as he climbed his high. “oh fuck baby i’m gonna cum, please let me-“

he trails off as his eyes flutter back open, immediately drifting back to your painted face. almost on cue, his load shoots onto the canvas and the wooden stand it rested on. he catches his breath while waiting for his vision to come back.

his artwork definitely wasn’t going anywhere now, he swears to himself he’ll finish later.

𓂃⭒𐀔 𐀔⭒𓂃

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“surprise!!” pt.2 - e. jeager

eren x implied!blackfem reader (but yk anyone can read it) (college au, fluff, pinning, established relationships) content warnings: mentions of alcohol use and suggestive tones

pt. 1 here!

you didn’t think anyone knew about your birthday. not that you blamed them; you never brought it up and you had only known your friends for a few months and you definitely didn’t see them everyday. however something felt quieter than usual, like the world went still just for you.

before you can even process the darkness of your boyfriends apartment, mikasa slips through the door to turn on the lights.

on cue, everyone pops from their hiding sports.

a loud “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” is echoed throughout the space. every inch of the apartment is covered with decorations in your name and favorite color. balloons and confetti scattered around, it felt like a whole new world.

you step back on instinct and bump into mikasa behind, where you see her sweet mischievous smile. your eyes fall onto your boyfriend and you’re left nearly speechless.

“what the heck is all this guys!?” you exclaim. a smile a cemented onto your face as your friends surround you. “it’s a baby shower, duh!” connie jokes as he grabs your shoulder. that’s when realization sets in that all of your friends were in on this.

eren slings his arm around your shoulder and leans in. “so…? did we shock you?” you slightly fall on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. “of course you did! this is so sweet of you guys, thank you,” you pout, admiring the smiles coming from all the people you care about.

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you positioned yourself with you back against the arm rest of his couch and rested your legs over his lap. eren lightly grazed his fingertips up and down your calves.

you all had started to play drinking card game and jean and connie were getting armin to finally loosen up a bit so you two had a while before it would be each others turn again.

he leans in closer to you as your fingers tangled in with the necklace he got you. “did you like all the gifts?” he asked you, not in a whisper, but in a tone where only you could hear. your palm reaches the side of his face. “mhm! i really wouldn’t have expected that from you,”

the brunette looks at you, playfully offended. “what’s that s’posed to mean?” he shoots, pinching at the sides of your waist. you giggle and shake him off. “nothing, honestly! it’s just that before class i started to think you just forgot or didn’t know about my birthday,”

his look turns serious. “of course not.” the shift sets your heart to speed as his hand makes its way to your thighs. he grips them tightly; not rough, but secure, reassuring.

you swallow, and this is the moment where the liquor hits in for you two. all together, you were probably around 12 shots in combined. you were in a state of mind where it felt like the two of you were the only ones in the room, despite the loud music and uproar of your overhyped friends.

eren scans your face for a sign of doubt. he watches it fade as your lips parted slightly for him.

the first kiss is gentle. a greeting.

his eyes are hazy and glossed over but with hint of neediness

the second kiss. an invitation. a green light.

your fingers creep into his hair as his slide up your waist. your thighs lean into his chest as each of you intensify the kiss. the warmth of his hands against the back of your legs entrances you his booze-tainted tongue glides against your lips for permission inside.

before its granted, a “ta-da!!” from sasha rings around the group. she makes her way to the coffee table in front of the couch and places down a cake. a rectangular pastry with your name drawn into the icing. candles were placed in the center of the cake while little toothpicks with pictures of your friends faces were gathered into the corner.

‘happy birthday, we love you!’ is written with your name. the visual makes tugs at your heart as you adjust yourself off of eren. he gets up as well to face towards to get a good picture of you in front of the cake. you swoon over the display as you get a quick photo, making sure to include the little heads.

armin, through his drunken haze slurs out, “3…2….3..2..1!”

they all chant happy birthday to you and you swayed with their singing. soon enough it was time for your to make your wish and everyone anticipated you blowing out the candles.

but you were stuck you didn’t know what to wish for. here you were on your birthday, with all your friends that came together to make it all special, just for you. you had everything you could’ve wished for.

‘i wish..for things to stay just like this.’ you thought to yourself before blowing all candles in one go.

“see jean,” armin whispered, “i’m not the only one good at blowing…” he hiccups and giggles at his reference as a series of claps and cheers drown him out. eren was still recording as you picked up the toothpick with his head on it, showed it to the camera and gave it a small kiss. before connie and sasha photobombed and playfully crashed into you on the couch. mikasa handed you a knife to cut the first slice of cake.

and there it was, that feeling again. it was still and easy despite the excitement of the party. nothing was foreign nothing made you nervous. you were happy, felt cherished. you wanted this moment for life.

yea, this really was your only wish.

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extra! ֺּׅ⏦ﾟ ֺּׅ

you leaned on balcony railing, just getting some fresh air from all the excitement inside. you looked down on the city lights as you felt the breeze tickle your ears. you feel a warm presence creep up behind as a voice takes up space.

“you alright?” eren spoke as he pulls you close to him by your waist. your hands rested on his chest as you hum in response. “mhm!” your lips land on his again almost as an attempt to continue what got interrupted before.

he gently breaks the kiss as the back of his hand caresses your cheek. a not-so-innocent smirk glides across his lips.

“y’know i do have one more gift waiting for you,” he says tightening his grip around you. you bit your lip in anticipation. “oh yea? pray tell..” you tease, slightly tugging at his shirt. “no no..you’ll have to wait a little bit longer for that one,” he says, kissing you deeply once more.

“you wound me!” you joke, dramatically facing away from. he chuckles as his thumb and pointer grab your chin to make you face him again. he give you another kiss. it’s softer, sweeter.

“happy birthday, pretty girl,”

fin.

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trying to find a theme ignore all these changes 😅

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“surprise!!” pt.1 - e. jeager

eren x implied!blackfem reader (but yk anyone can read it) (college au, fluff, pinning, established relationships)

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you didn’t think anyone knew about your birthday. not that you blamed them; you never brought it up and you had only known your friends for a few months and you definitely didn’t see them everyday. however something felt quieter than usual, like the world went still just for you.

earlier that day

it was a friday, you woke up in your dorm room, by yourself, earlier than your 10:00 alarm. your roommate, mikasa, was already gone. wiping the sleep out of your eyes, you check your phone, 9:47. your eyes drift to your messages and you see,

“connie 😛”

‘if you had to chose would you have a baby shower indoors or outdoors’

your eyebrows furrow as you look at your screen.

‘uh…

inside

what??

who’s pregnant???’

read 9:51

you roll your eyes and swipe out of messages and open instagram.

“@e.jeager liked your story”

you had recently gotten your hair done as a birthday gift for yourself. the cutest black side part with bouncy curls installed. you felt shallow for getting excited at his attention. you two had met through armin after a class and realized you shared a marketing class with him. the both of you had been exclusive for about two months. everything was pretty sweet between you and him.

however, after a moment you had felt a little sour that not even he had said anything about your birthday. before you could dwell any further your alarm finally went off, signaling you to get ready for your first class. you dragged yourself to your shared bathroom and were surprised with a black cat stuffed animal on the corner of sink with a note.

“happy birthday, see you soon. -mika”

your lips pouted at the gesture. you had known mikasa the longest with her being your roommate you. you went to text her thank you but she was on do not disturb. you figured wherever you’d see her you’d thank her then. you went back to your bed to give the cat a better home and finished getting ready

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meanwhile

jean and armin sat on erens couch, inflating the balloons for the party decorations. as the blond blows ties them with ease, jeans lips lose grip of his balloon and it shoots armins way. “jean.” armin glares at him through his lenses as he ties up another balloon.

“my bad bro,” jean shot his hands up “not everyone’s as good at blowing as you are…” he jokes with suggestive hand movement. armin is taken aback by jean’s immaturity and gives him a disgusted look “whaaat..?!” he hisses before smacking the other with a balloon. jean chuckles before getting interrupted by the man himself.

“guys!” eren shouts from outside on the balcony. “i asked you guys to come over to help not to mess around!”

“did she text back” eren hovered over connie’s phone that was open on your text thread. connie playfully elbowed him out the way. “i can’t tell, your big heads in the way.” eren pursed his lips and slouched in front of him, awaiting an answer.

“she said inside” connie announced, tapping his joint into an ashtray. “wasn’t very subtle by the way.. a baby shower? really..?”

“that’s why I had you text her not me. she’d expect a random text like that from you.”

connie tried to act offended but then he scrolled up along your text thread and it was full of his shower thoughts. “hm. touché,”

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11:00

your first and only class of the day was marketing. the usual spot that you and eren sat in was empty other than a bouquet of your favorite flowers and a card that read:

“happy birthday pretty girl, there’ll be something special waiting for you in your room after class. see you soon -eren ♡ ”

a smile crept across your face as you pull out your phone to take a picture of the display.

“eren boyfie 💘”

‘*sent attachment*

is this some sort of scavenger hunt?’

‘something like that ;)’

you snort a bit before placing the bouquet in between your legs for lecture.

after class, you walked faster than usual back to your dorm. your door was already unlocked, which left you nervous but you walked in anyways. on your bed awaited a small black gift back with gold glitter. tied to the strap of the bag was a cupcake balloon with a note on it.

you reached up to grab the note.

‘head to the spot we first met’

you shoved the note into your purse before looking into the bag. it had a box with a necklace. it was a flying white dove holding an olive branch with a gold chain.

it was beautiful. you stared at it for a bit before a knock on your door interrupts.

you open it to see a blur of blonde hair as the girl collapsed into a hug. “happy birthday!!”

“thank you, historia”

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eren was caught smiling at his phone as sasha crept behind him. “so what’d she think of the flowers!? “jesus christ, sasha!” he jumps, nearly dropping his phone. he scowls at her, “aren’t you supposed to be decorating the cake?”

“don’t be silly, jeager, i’m just waiting for it to cool down”

connie slings his arm around erens shoulders, causing him to slouch. “can’t blame him sasha, he wants everything to be perfect for his girlfriend~” connie drags his words in a babyish tone.

eren braces himself for this round of teasing from the duo. it’s been back to back all day.

“you’re right con, i may be the one baking but he’s the one that’s completely whipped”

the tall brunette rolled his eyes at their jokes before swatting the two bugs off of him as they quietly continue their mocking. he moves to the couch to help with armin and jeans balloons. eren sinks into the furniture before bouncing his knee and inflating more.

“eren you don’t need to stress so much,” armin assures. “everything’s going fine, by now she should be out with historia, so we have plenty of time to decorate.” eren struggled to tie a balloon as he spoke, “i want everything to be perfect, she deserves this so much.”

“that’s why we’re here, stupid,” jean shoves him out of his slump. “everyone knows a party ain’t good a party without a touch of jean” eren throws a couch pillow at his face and inflates another balloon.

“but she never sent a picture of the second gift i got her…what if she didn’t like it? what if she didn’t get it? what if so-“ *ba-ding*

‘pretty girl’

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you walk out of the dressing room to look at yourself in the mirror. a short white dress with a hem that ended mid thigh, an off the shoulder neckline that highlighted your cleavage, your back exposed as the dress is tied together with a satin ribbon. you felt sexy, yet elegant.

“oh em gee!! you look amazing! this one might be my favorite,” she says as she ties up the string on the back for you. you smile at her through the mirror. by now you’ve tried on tens of dresses and you think you finally found the right one.

“thank you.. you really didn’t have to do this,” you reminded her as she swiped her card at the register. “don’t be silly, honey, it’s your birthday,”

the two of you rode in her car to take you back to the dorms. historia plays paramore in the background as you lean against the window. looking through it you can see the lower half of your face in the side mirror, and your attention shifts to the necklace that eren gifted you. you pull out your phone and take a selfie making sure to get the pendant in frame. your smile in the corner of the screen with the necklace viewed in the center.

you sent the picture to your boyfriend to let him know you got it. as you hit send you recognize the building you drove past.

‘head to the spot we first met’

“can you drop me off here?” you perk up. historia glances at you, then out the window. “the library?” she asks, already turning into the parking lot.

“mhm!”

she pulls up to the front of the entrance and hugs you farewell, “bye honey i’ll see you soon,” her singsong tone echos as you leave the car. “see you later, ‘toria”

2:07

you scurry into the library with your purse and shopping bag in hand, hoping that whatever eren had waiting for you was still there. you walk in and already see a bag with another balloon attached to it. the women at the front desk is deep into a book and doesn’t notice you at first. you peak over the desk to check for a name tag and lo and behold, your name written in red ink.

“excuse me miss, could i get that bag please?” the woman looks up at you, knocked back into reality, “oh so you’re the birthday girl, a very lucky girl you are, the boy who dropped it off is quite the catch,” she gawks at you and you can’t help but smile wide at the comment. you thank her make your way to your dorm.

the walk was only about 7 minutes. you enter your dorm to hear mikasa with a blow dryer in your shared bathroom. you pop in next her to greet her. “mika i haven’t seen you all day~,”

you wrap your arms around her as she continues to dry her hair and smiles at you through the mirror. she quietly pats your head to satisfy you while she’s still busy getting ready.

you let her, and you finally open the third gift. inside the bag was an envelope and a box. the box held gold heels that wrapped around your calf as gems adorned the straps. you open the envelope to find a key and a final note.

‘4pm, -eren’

these notes just get vaguer and vaguer. you thought to yourself. however, you recognized the number on the round of the key, it was his apartment number.

3:17

your favorite playlist is playing throughout your dorm as you sat at your desk and mirror on the side of your bed adding in the final touches of your makeup. you wiped off any excess gloss or highlighter intensively. you gave yourself one final look before focusing on your dress and shoes.

“mikaaa, can you help me please?” you whine, hinting at the string in the back of you dress. she ties it up for you and you noticed that she’s put together nicely too. a spaghetti strapped black dress with her hair half up half down. “where are you going?” you teased looking her up and down. she stifles a laugh, “the same place you’re going,”

this confused you even more, however, she refused to elaborate. she made her way to the door and you blindly followed her, like a kitten following her mother. “ready?” she asked.

you swallow before you nod yes and find your way to her car.

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3:56

“mikasa just said she’s pulling in!” armin exclaims. the rooms stress level increased as the group scrambled to find a hiding spot. jean and armin hid behind the couch, connie hid behind the curtains, and sasha ducked underneath the kitchen counter.

eren was the one to turn off the lights as he heard the elevator ding from far down the hall. then made his way behind a lounge chair. the darkness is still and quiet as keys jingle from outside.

4:00pm

*creeeaak—*

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pt.2 here!!

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what’s that? you asked why i posted a levi drabble as my first when my names jeagersfav??? mind your business….

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“i’ll be here” - l. ackerman

!husbandlevi x depressed fem!reader (fluff, hurt/comfort, lwk a self-insert)

all the work tension washes off of levi as he walks through the entrance of his home. it’s quiet, not a bad quiet, but thick and still. 

he rests his coat on the hanger and makes his way to the kitchen to make two cups of tea for you both. green, with a drizzle of honey. 

he reaches your shared room and sees you bedridden under the thin ash blue sheets. your back was faced towards him. levi examined how the sunset pierced through the windows and fell onto your exposed skin. he sighed as he placed the teacups down. 

the cup from the morning was cold but half empty, which he took as a good sign. he sits on his side of the bed and calls out your name. you stay silent even though he can tell you’re awake. he taps the mattress beneath him as he thinks in the silence. 

“today, i caught my students trying to set up a barber shop business in the school bathrooms”

your snort exposes you as you body curls up from slight embarrassment.

finally, you turn you head towards you husband. you watch his face soften, “there she is,” he whispers. his left hand reaches over and cups the side of your face. you lean into his touch and adjust yourself. he does the same until your head is on his chest. his hand underneath you caresses the back of your head while the other rubs your cheek. 

every kiss he plants on your face is deep and slow. each kiss feels like a string of words said through the silence. every look feels like a safety net. 

your forehead.

‘ i don’t know what you’re going through in your head ’

your left cheek

‘ and im not forcing you to tell me’

your right

‘ but whatever it is ’

your lips 

‘ i’ll be here ’

his gaze swallows you whole. as if he sees every single part of you and love you anyway. 

your hands creeps in between the two of you and your fingers interlock with his. he presses a final kiss into the back of your hand as you let sleep wash you over. 

‘ i promise ’

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