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The 14 days of Eremin

Title: Our Kind of game Author: Anco Rating: Explicit Genre: Fluff, smut Universe: Modern AU Written for: the 14 days of Eremin Prompts: Pocky game and Leave your clothes on.

Summary: After hectic weeks at work, Eren and Armin finally get a week end off their at the same time. No better way to enjoy than spending the evening playing a different kind of game.

A/N: I wasn’t able to finish with my fics on time and I’m sorry for posting them so late in. But better late than never. I hope you guys enjoy.

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“Hm, hm… Right there.”

“Here?”

“Yes, right there! Ooh… I’ve missed feeling your hands- ah!- on me like that!”

“I’ve also missed feeling you up.” Eren laughed slightly when Armin swatted the back of his hand. “What? I’m merely replying to you. Admit you fell right into that one.”

Armin’s mumbled answer quickly turned into an appreciative grunt when Eren’s fingers found some knots under his skin and immediately went to work on them. Pressing down, Eren applied pressure with his thumbs, slowly massaging the muscles as his hands moved across his lover’s tense shoulder and neck. Eren worked diligently never questioning or mentioning the stiffness in Armin’s shoulder. He knew it would be like opening a can of worm and would bring them back to Eren’s accident on the job not 3 months ago.  

As a firefighter/EMS first responder, Eren had had a few moment of scare on the job involving himself and his fellow mates. But none had come close to the incident from a few weeks back, when the building on fire his unit had been dispatched to, collapsed on top of him as he was helping a resident out. While they had both been rescued, Eren had been in a comatose like state for the next two weeks, life threatened by the heavy concussion he received more so than his other injuries. Armin had been at the nurse station when they got the report of a critical patient incoming. After seeing that the patient in question was a motionless and covered in blood Eren, panic had set in before Armin. Another head nurse had to take over his staff and give the directives so the staff could take care of Eren properly. It had affected his job greatly, more so when Armin insisted on taking care of unconscious Eren while dealing with the doctor’s warning that the concussion could have lasting consequences on Eren’s brain. Fortunately, Eren had woken up fine.

Things were much better now, some seven weeks later, everything almost back in order. Eren had gone back to work on light duty his while Armin went back to managing his nursing unit at the hospital. This week-end marked the first one in long weeks since they were both off at the same time in long weeks. The last time they did, Armin was taking care of the injured Eren. To say that they were both excited about it would be an understatement. Even knowing that Armin was still on call and could head back to work at any given moment couldn’t take away their anticipation of a week-end together. It would all be about relaxation and the two of them, not the stress related to their jobs. Eren would see to that.

And what better way to start than making Armin completely relax and feel good?

Humming a soft tune, Eren gently slid his thumbs up and down the back of Armin’s neck while his fingers settled around his front in a warm caress. The little whimper Armin let out settled low in Eren’s groin. He had always loved the little moans like sounds Armin made and his body stirring up was no surprise.

He kept massaging his lover, enjoying the way Armin’s throat moved under his fingers every time his lover would gasp.

“Feeling good?”

Armin grunted in agreement. He didn’t feel good, he felt amazing. He was also getting horny and there was no stopping that. For one, it was the first time in over a month that he could actually feel Eren’s hands on him like this. He had insisted on Eren being fully healed before they did anything. Then, there was also the way the rough and hardened hands felt against his skin despite the massage oil he was using. It would always get his body hot whenever Eren gave him a massage. This evening was no exception.

When he felt Eren’s hands slide in his hair and untie his ponytail, he knew it was time for his little surprise for their evening.

“Hmm I got us something on the way home.”

“Something?”

“Treats.” Armin almost whimpered again as Eren’s started massaging his scalp. God, those hands were downright illegal and would have him lose his mind in no time. “Grocery bag, kitchen counter. Oh and wash your hands off the massage oil.”

A smile played on his lips as Eren went to get the treats.  Armin made himself more comfortable in the sofa, crossing his legs under him as he waited for Eren to come back. He saw his shirt lying not far from him but decided against wearing it. They wouldn’t need it soon anyway. His eyes dropped to his crotch and he wasn’t surprised to see the growing lump there. He had expected as much after Eren was done.

You’ll have your fun soon.

Very soon. Armin stretched while he waited for his lover to come back so they could start.

“You got us Mikado sticks? For a minute there I thought you got us chocolate syrup or something.”

Eren’s puzzled voice had Armin laughing before he even saw his lover’s expression. Of course Eren wouldn’t think much of the chocolate cookies.

“Chocolate syrup is over rated. I thought we could do something different.”

“Blasphemy. Chocolate syrup makes everything better. Unless we’re sticking those things up each other asses, and let me tell you it sounds nasty with these, I don’t see how …”

Armin held a hand out, snorting at Eren’s comment. Yeah, no. He might be up for new stuff when it came to sex but not that.

“No. I thought we could play pocky. You know that game we played back in highschool?”

“Pocky…” As he repeated the word, he remembered exactly what the game was. “Oh you mean that game where two people ate the stick until they kissed?”

Armin nodded and Eren looked at the box in his hands, memories of their very first “innocent” kiss coming back to him. That game or rather the kiss had marked the change in their relationship.

“Woah it’s been a long time since I got one of those sticks. Completely forgot about pocky game too.” As more nostalgia hit him, Eren sat next to the other man, thinking it wouldn’t be so bad to play for old time sake after all. True there wouldn’t be much excitement to it now with Armin and him being much older and already in a relationship but it was sure Armin and him would get something out of it.

“You know, I had forgotten about it too until I saw the box at the grocery store today. I thought we could play again for old time’s sake but then I remembered we’re older now. So why not change things up a little?”

Armin moved closer to him and took the box out of his hands, cutting through the plastic coverall. Once it was opened, he pulled one of the cookies out and showed it to Eren.

“The rules of eating the stick until it’s over still apply but here we both get to touch each other anywhere with every bite we take. Whoever loses his concentration first and break the stick has to do what the other orders them to.”

Eren looked at him with a speculative yet very interested eyes and Armin waited for his answer.

“The loser does anything the winner wants? And any and every touch is okay?”

“Yep.”

Armin plopped the crunchy treat in his mouth, slowly munching on it until it was all gone. Eren’s eyes darkened as he watched the treat disappear between Armin’s lips and Armin knew he had him.

“Okay let’s play.” Eren licked his lips before his eyes met Armin, smoldering and daring.  “I’ll have you begging for more in no time.”

Armin only gave him a sultry smile before he placed the cookie between his teeth. His body shook with excitement as his lover leaned in and bit the other end of the stick.

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The first three sticks disappeared in between them pretty quickly, leaving them barely enough time to really touch each other. Each time, Eren would cup Armin’s jaw when their mouth finally met, lightly brushing their lips together before moving in. Their first kiss went deliberately slow and tender, allowing them to enjoy the feel and taste of each other. The second and third, respectively got more heated, involving more tongue and teeth each time.  

The same happened with the fourth cookie, except that time Armin took control of the kiss. He held Eren by the nape of his neck as he took his lips in a deep and demanding kiss. He loved the way Eren gave back as good as he got. They explored each other mouth, pulling, tugging and licking their way through until they were both groaning and grunting in each other mouth. Their hands roamed all over each other, sometimes brushing lightly across warm skin, other times just plain stroking. By the time they came up for air they were both breathing hard, their bodies tingling and ready for more.

The fifth cookie saw a winner and a loser. Armin wasn’t ready when Eren suddenly pinched his nipples hard and he jumped, breaking the stick.

“That was underhanded.” Eren only smirked at him while he complained, holding two fingers up in a victory sign.

“Everything is fair in war. Now…”

Eren rubbed his hands looking Armin all over as he tried to figure out what he wanted to try first. He suddenly stopped on Armin’s chest, his expression turning downright hungry. Armin swallowed, hard.

“The winner says…” Eren pushed Armin back until his back hit the armrest and moved to sit between his legs “… The loser gotta stay put while I use my mouth on him.”

Armin held his breath as Eren came closer. He wasn’t going to survive this, was he? Not when Eren was looking at him with this predatory glint in his eyes.

He was still holding his breath, waiting for what as to come when Eren dropped a kiss on his forehead. His eyes and nose were next, then his cheeks, then lower and lower. Armin was relaxing and enjoying the chaste kisses when Eren licked his neck. He shuddered as Eren started sucking on the skin, increasingly hard before he let up and licked the area again. He did it again and again, moving along Armin’s neck up to his chest in the same fashion. The blonde couldn’t stop moaning until Eren finally reached his chest, bared because he hadn’t worn his shirt back after the massage.

“Now onto the main meal.”

Armin spent the next few minutes, gasping and wearing as Eren teased him. He would lick and bit the skin around Armin’s nipple and never quite the nipple itself. He would only give the actual bud a light lick then blow air on it, to Armin’s greatest frustration. It left him feeling tingly, his nipple aching for more and almost crazy with the need to pull and maintain Eren’s head on his chest. But he had to stay put and he didn’t want to beg Eren. So Armin put up with the teasing eyes crossing with need until Eren finally decided to pull back.

“Hmm tasty.”

Eren’s lusty expression as he looked at him had him almost throwing the box of Mikado and drawing him back to him. Instead Armin sat there, panting and flushed with arousal while his nipples and groin left him feeling like his heart was beating through them.

They were both sporting very visible buldges in their sweatpants and Armin almost whimpered when he saw Eren adjust his cock through the sweat. While he might wish to bring hell to his lover as revenge for earlier, he still wanted to touch him. Armin bit his lips, wishing it was his hands grabbing Eren’s dick. Instead of adjusting, he would stroke it down, tug on it the way he knew his lover liked. Eren would definitely…

Yeah, no. Armin took a deep breath, reminding himself that he was playing a game. He was the one who came up with this game as a way to spice their evening. They had to get through the game or at least go as far as possibly before they gave in.

Grabbing the box of Mikado, he pulled another chocolate stick and presented the other end to Eren. His lover looked at the stick as if he had forgotten about it then reluctantly bit his end of it.

They started eating, their hands back on each other. Each with the purpose of getting their lover worked up.

Eren started playing with Armin’s nipples almost immediately He would alternatively flick or rub the little buds. Then he pinched them hard enough to leave Armin tingling but never to the point where it was painful.

On his side, Armin went to work on Eren’s lower half. He kept running his hands across Eren’s thighs from his knees to his groin, digging his nails in slightly so Eren could feel them through his clothes. Of course he made sure to stop several times, either by scratching the area between thigh and crotch or by pressing a caressing finger against Armin’s erection.  

Armin kept trying not to jump at every little tug on his nipples.

Eren made those throaty sounds as he tried to keep his hips from moving too much lest he broke the stick.

Armin got Eren when he grabbed his cock through the clothing, feeling it warmth through the clothing. They were almost done on the stick and Eren bit hard on his bit left, breaking it right before their mouth met again.  They kissed in a sloppy mess of teeth and tongues, focused as they were on the pleasure they felt and forgetting about the winner and loser rules.

As they broke the kiss, gasping for air, Eren grabbed Armin and dragged him into his lap. Sliding one hand up, Eren pulled Armin hair slightly, angling his head better to kiss his way down Armin neck. His other hand settled on Armin’s hips first then his ass, dragging him closer until they were he could feel Armin’s butt over his dick. They both groaned when Eren started pressing them together.

Deciding that wasn’t enough or fair, Armin adjusted his hips until he had their cocks mashed against each other. He humped once, and Eren bit his shoulder slightly as his hips pushed back. The second and third time had Eren grunting before his mouth closed around a hard nipple and tugged on it. He played with the little nub for a bit before he sucked hard on the other.

“Ooooh! Fuck, that feels great. More!”

Hearing Armin moaning above him only fueled Eren who started thrusting against his lover hard. He groaned at the way the clothing material stuck to his overeager cock and created exacerbated friction everytime they moved together. The fact that he could also feel Armin’s heat through the material only got him more excited.

God but he wanted more, needed more.

Grabbing Armin’s ass, Eren easily flipped them around and moved until he was kneeling in front of the sofa and in between Armin’s legs. His lover laid on the sofa, offering the most sinful picture to Eren. From his messy blond hair, flushed skin, puffy mouth to the wet spot in his pants, Armin looked way too tempting. Eren groaned again and bit his lips staring at the stain on Armin’s pants, loving that his lover was already leaking this much. He bent down, eager for a taste and sucked in Armin’s clothed cock.

“Fuck!” Armin hips pumped up almost immediately and his hand went behind him in search of something to grab onto. He settled for grabbing the back of the sofa while the other went to Eren‘s dark hair. His moans grew louder the more Eren sucked him and got his pants wet. The contact of wet heat and clothing around his cock was making him grow more and more sensitive.

“Eren… please!”

“Please, what?”

Armin made a disgruntled noise when Eren stopped and stared at him. He wasn’t sure what he was begging for. While his mind was filled with pictures of Eren taking his pants down to suck his dick directly, he also found something extremely erotic in watching Eren suck him through his clothes. He wasn’t sure which one he wanted more so he pushed Eren’s head back to the task.  

Eren would have smiled at Armin’s pushing him down if not for his crazy need to come. He could feel Armin twitch every so often while he licked and slobbered all over his dick covered clothing material. It was making his own dick jump in answer and Eren cupped his erection through his clothes. He would have liked nothing more than to take off his sweats and jerk off. But it wouldn’t be fair when he was teasing Armin through his pants. Instead, Eren started stroking, pushing through the tight ring of his hand at the same time as he dove down on Armin’s cock as much as the clothing allowed him.

Armin kept moaning and gasping, the sounds driving Eren mad all the same.

“Hmm, babe… almost… Ah!… So close!” The blonde was now almost shoving his hips relentlessly against his lover’s face. Eren moaned in agreement, his hands and hips moving in tandem. It was all so sexy! Part of him was intent on taking his clothes off while the other part was harping on that coming through their pants would be amazing. And despite how torn Eren was, he found himself leaning more and more toward the later. Plus he really, really wanted to come.

Eren moved away from Armin, barely registering his frustrated grunt as he straightened up and bent to kiss him. Armin kept holding his head as Eren’s tongue dove in frantically. Grabbing his lover by the hips, Eren pulled him down until he had their hips mashed against each other. He grounded his cock against Armin’s, immediately establishing a hard rhythm.

“Oh God this feels… oooh… Yeah, yeah!” Armin trashed against the cushion, his head moving left and right as he panted.

“Fuck! Armin!” Eren was gasping for air as he looked at his lover through lust filled eyes. He did wish they were actually fucking right then. But going to find the lube would mean stopping this and Eren didn’t want to. “God but I so wanted to be buried balls deep inside you. But I can’t stop this.”

He felt Armin shudder beneath him as his lover sunk even more beneath. Eren grabbed his left thigh bent his leg until he had a knee close to his chest. With the new angle deepening the friction between them, Eren’s thrusting sped up. The sofa moved back as his hips drove Armin up the cushion. The blonde couldn’t get rid of Eren’s shirt when his lover arms wouldn’t budge from their position. Instead, Armin raised it until it got bunched up under Eren’s arm and moved up to suck a nipple. He could taste the slight saltiness on Eren’s skin and heard his loud moan above him. Still he carried on sucking until his neck started hurting. His head dropped back then, his eyes drinking in the sight of Eren’s toned body and his flushed face, filled the tension of their incoming orgasm.

A light sheen of sweat was covering them both. Their harsh breath and grunts surrounded them in a cloud of lust as they kept thrusting against each other fast and hard. The wetness on Armin’s pants had slipped through Eren’s sweats, enabling them both to feel their twitching members as though they were naked.

The pressure kept building between them, mounting higher as they humped each other until they were over the edge.

“Fuck, yes! Eren!” Armin clamped his eyes shut tight and his body arching off the sofa.

“Armin. Oh shit, babe!” Eren pushed down hard and stayed like that, seeing stars behind his closed eyelids.

They both came hard, crashing and grinding against each other. They could both feel their cock throb and twitch close together as they shot through their clothes and it made their climax even more intense. When it was over and their hips finally came to a halt, Eren fell and pinned Armin under him. And Armin more than welcomed Eren’s weight.

They were both breathing harshly in each other ear. Armin tried to speak but couldn’t find his voice. his felt as though his entire body had been liquefied in one go. The good kind of liquefied too. He felt Eren’s mouth move against his ear, softly kissing him there and  sighed.

This had to be one of the most intense orgasms he had in a while. He would have never thought that leaving their clothes on like this would be such a turn on. 

All starting with the pocky game. Or at least their kind of pocky game.

Feeling around the sofa, Armin found the neglected box of treats not far from them and smiled. There were still plenty of sticks inside. For later, after they had finally caught their breaths.

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Hi. I was wondering if you could do something, maybe along the lines of; Armin being that boy next door type. He's really quiet/shy, but everybody loves him. Eren is his homeschooled neighbor, who doesn't really get out much, and basically thinks Armin's the coolest thing ever, and has the hugest crush on him, unnoticed by Armin. Idek. I'd like to see them sorta always being really shy around each other until they both admit they've been in love with each other the whole time. :)

Yes! I like that idea! I’ll work on it soon!

-Tori

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Falling For Love

Title: Falling For Love Author: Psycho Rating: Teen Genre: Fantasy Universe: Angel and Demon Prompt By: itsmarsbar21

Prompt:  Hm… What about? Armin is a falling angle who has been found by evil people that uses him for their own evil plan. Armin ecapes from them and somehow meets Eren who will do anyting to help Armin get away from the people who wants him back in their hands. :3

“Mhn.” I moan as my eyes flutter open. I look up and notice that I am back in my cage just like when I wake up after every experiment. And just like every other all I can remember is pain.

Lots and lots of pain.

I have been trapped in the lab subject to their horrid experiments ever since the men in the white lab coats found me. They have tortured me and experimented on me all because I am an angel. An angel that fell from the heavens and can never return.

‘If only I hadn't fallen in love with the human world.’ I thought to myself. It was my love for the humans and their magical world that got me kicked out of heaven. You see angels have very strict rules that we have to follow. One of them being is that we can not become two attached to people. But I just couldn't help fall in love with humanity.

Especially this one boy that I met years ago. His name is Eren Yeager and he was 10 the first time that we met. I had taken one of my regular secret trips to the human world only to get in a fight with a group of boys. I thought for sure the boys were going to beat me to death but then Eren and his sister came along and saved me. Since then I have been best friends with the two of them. But as time passed on I found myself growing closer and closer to Eren. Until I realized I was in love with the boy. I tried to hide my feelings for him but, long story short, my secret was found out and I was kicked out of heaven.

That’s where these scientists come in. After I was kicked out I fell to earth not far from the laboratory. It was then that one of the scientists found me and brought me to the hell that is the lab. Ever since then they have been inducing me with pain and torture trying to find out about my species. I still have nightmares every night about some of the more scary experiments that they have tried.

The thing that they like to test the most is my wings. They have an obsession with trying to figure them out. So now my once beautiful white wings have turned into more of a sandy colour. Almost the same colour as my blonde hair.

‘Speaking of my wings.’ I thought to myself as I begin to slowly sit up. After I sit up I try to extend my wings and flutter them a little to make sure they are not broken anywhere. Thank goodness for that. However, they were quite stiff and severally in pain.

“It's better than nothing I guess.” I say to myself. “Now if only I could find a way out of here.”

“You know very well none of us are getting out of here.” A voice, I knew all too well, spoke to me. That voice belonged to Annie, one of the few demons here along with her two buddies Reiner and Bertholdt.

“Yeah. But I can't help but be hopeful I am an angel after all.” I say back to her.

“Reiner, Bertholdt, and I have been in this lab longer than you have. We have seen what those men to to angels and demons. There is no hope left for us Armin. Get over it. No one cares about us and no one is going to save us.”

“But still I have seen humanity. There are people who are willing to help.”

“Armin I have no idea what fantasies you have in your head about the human world. In reality the human world is cruel and it doesn't care about people like us. They kill us Armin.”

“But..”

“Armin shut up. Get over it we are all dead.” Annie said cutting me off.

I didn't want to press her buttons anymore. Annie is a scary person when she becomes angry and turns into her demon form. So I just gave up and slumped down against the main wall of my cell. After a long time of just silence the main door to all the cells suddenly opened causing me to jump.

‘It must be feeding time.’ I thought to myself once I calmed down.

But I was wrong. Oh, so wrong.

“Everyone get up now and to the back right hand corner of your cell.” The scientist, that had rushed in, ordered.

I quickly scrambled to get up and rushed over to the corner we were ordered into.

‘What's going on?’ I thought to myself as suddenly I was ripped from my thoughts by a loud bang and scream.

The scientist had shot an angel that occupied the first cell in the row. He then proceeded to shoot the angel in the next cell over as well.

“None of you are going to make it out of here alive.” The scientist yelled as he shot the next victim who happened to be a demon.

My face instantly went sheet white as I realized that I was infact not going to make it out of the lab alive. And with every shot that rang out I began to feel even fainter.

Then suddenly there was another shot but this time the room got extremly quiet minus the sobs of everyone in their cells.

“It's okay. We have come here to save you all.” A male’s voice rang out through the cells. The short dark haired male then proceed to yell at someone outside and from that point on everything became a blur for me.

I remember a brunet named Sasha opened up my cell and escorted me out to the main entrance. From there I was passed to a freckled male named Marco who help bandage my .

“Hey there! Could you tell me your name, please?” Marco asked as he began to bandage up my wings.

“A-Armin.” I managed to say in my shocked state.

“Okay Armin. I am going to finish wrapping your wings and then I am going to pass you onto a friend of mine who is going to talk with you.”

I just nodded a reply back to him.

“Alright I am done. Now if you would please follow me.” He said helping me up and then taking me over to a brunet male who was just finishing talking with another angel. “Armin this is my friend he is going to take good care of you and fill you in on what is going on. If you need me I will just be over helping someone else.”

“Armin? The male asked as he looked up at me. My mind froze over at the sight of familiar turquoise eyes. It was then that I realized, I found my long lost human.

“E-Eren...” I mumbled in between tears as I ran up to him and wrapped my arms around him.

“Shh... Hey you are okay now. I can't believe you got pulled into this mess. Are you okay?”

“No. They hurt me and tortured me. Put me through terrifying experiments. So no, I am not okay.”

“I'm sorry that happened but I have to ask. Why are you not in heaven?”

“I… I fell in love with a human.” I say as I blushed.

“Oh you did?”

“Yeah but it's okay I love the human world. Well minus the lab. So although he probably doesn't love me back and I can't go back to heaven I will be okay.”

“You know maybe. Just maybe he does love you back.” Eren said with a small blush of his own.

“Well then I would tell him that I love him.”

“I think he would tell you he loves you too.” Eren said as he leaned over and kissed my cheek, which was reddening in colour. It wasn’t anything special but it meant the world to me. After the hell I went through, having just a small amount of reassurance made it all worthwhile. I may never forget what I went through nor ever heal for that matter. But finding Eren again made me the happiest being in the world.

I may have fallen from my path but at least I can start a new one with Eren.

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Fight or Flight

Title: Fight or Flight Author: Arlertblogging Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Genre: Angst Universe: Canonverse  Warning: Attempted suicide.

Note: Sorry this is so, so late! Writer’s block sucks, bro.

Prompt: “oK so this is a pretty dark request but could you right something in which armin really does commit suicide after eren *dies* and then when it turns out that eren survives, mikasa or somebody has to tell him that armin killed himself? Idk ty ... oR maybe armin could attempt but someone finds him and he is sent to the infirmary and eren is totally pissed of that he would even try something and it leads to a lot of gushy "I couldnt live without you" angst or smth. Idk just giving options ☆ ty”    

During these desperate times, there’s no one to really notice if you’re okay or not.

No one asks if your best friend is dead, because he isn’t next to you.

Connie gave him a questioning look, but didn’t really bother to ask. Mikasa ran over to him as he could feel his world slowly closing in on him.

Eren was dead. The one person who he’d thought wouldn’t just throw himself in the way of death just to save a small boy who he used to save from bullies.

He was gone, and he took Armin’s sense of comfort with him.

Armin already felt like shit day to day, but at least Eren was there for him. He was always right next to him, to pick him back up when he fell.

Now, he had to face the facts. That same boy who’d smile at him with a broken nose, ask if he was okay. To which, Armin would almost always tell him he was fine.

They depended on each other.

And currently, Armin’s left with plenty of blades to deal with himself now that Eren is gone.

If Armin were to die, he’d rather slit his wrists or throat rather than melt in the stomach of a titan. But if it came to it, and Eren came back, he’d let himself be eaten again.

Eren didn’t deserve the fate he got. He worked too hard to waste it on him, throwing his life away. Maybe Jean was right to call him a suicidal bastard. Or maybe they secretly were all suicidal bastards.

As if he could really tell the difference anymore.

He could tell instantly once Mikasa had fallen that she had used up too much gas. Of course he wasn’t going to just let her fall and die, she was his only possible ‘family’ left.. if you could really call what the three of them had a family.

Armin could only think of one thing to do, go ahead and save Mikasa. He would take care of himself afterwards, Mikasa deserved to live.

Armin could see that the raven haired girl was trapped between two titans, one that went after her, another that avoided her to fight with the one going after her.

That titan reminded him far too much of Eren, just with longer hair. Eren wasn’t a titan, Eren hated titans, he couldn’t be a titan.

The blonde went to grab Mikasa, accidentally being a little too rough in delivery due to his own thoughts clouding his mind.

Her hands were over her ears, but lowered her arms once the two landed on the roof of a nearby building.

“Here, take my gas and blades..” Armin moved and swapped out their units, but kept one broken portion of a blade with him. He knew Mikasa would’ve intervened if he mentioned it, so he snuck it behind him. “Just be more sparing with it this time, alright? I’ll.. I’ll just stay here for a bit, alright?”

Mikasa gave him a questioning look but nodded after a few beats, moving to leave him be, however. “Stay safe.”

“I-I’ll try.” An obvious lie. He almost couldn’t believe he got past Mikasa’s watchful eye.

Once she was gone, he looked back at the blade. He wanted to end his life so badly, and here was his chance. Mikasa would be fine without him, she has others in the military that care about her; maybe not as much as she cared about him or Eren, but it’d only make sense.

She’ll get used it and be fine.

Armin picked up the blade, just as he picked up a titan’s watchful gaze of him. The same titan that had been fighting the other titan, where Mikasa was. It was walking closer.

“No.. I’m not dying to you. Not after.. not after Eren..” He shook at the mention, the thought of what happened.

The titan dared to move closer, it wasn’t looking at him, more of looking at his hand. It was looking at the blade, then back up to Armin’s eyeline.

Armin froze, he was being stared down by this titan. Why was it looking at him so?

It let out a roar, it sounded sad, and moved a little closer. That was when Armin sprung into action, moving the blade to try and off himself before the titan could get to him.

“Armin!” A voice shouted, the titan moving closer.

He paused his actions, looking up at Connie.

“What do you think you’re doing?!” “Connie.. I-”

“No. Stop that right now.” Connie picked the blade out of Armin’s hand and threw it off the edge. “And why aren’t you moving away from this titan?! I’m not letting you die here, Armin!”

“No, please.. Connie I.. I can’t, please..”

“You can, come here. I’m bringing you to where we’re going to meet Mikasa. She’s waiting for us.” He moved over, picking Armin up into his arms.

The titan watched as they went, with Armin staring right on back at it.

There was still one question brimming in Armin’s mind.. why was that titan so familiar?

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I know this is probably weird, but could you do a cute little Eremin fic in the Alpha and omega universe were Armin gives birth to a little baby boy? I thought about it after a strange dream and it just never seemed to go away.

Expect to see it verrrrry soon!

Edit: Read it here!

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Take A Dirty Picture (For Me) - Part 2

Author: Nary Rating: E Genre: Smut Universe: Modern AU Prompt By: Anon

Prompt: NARRRYYYYYY would it be possible for you to make a part two of the dirty picture prompt? I WILL BEG!! all your smuts are gold and incredible

Read part one here!

Eren regretted not staying over at Connie’s house tonight. Instead of sleeping peacefully on his friend’s sofa, he was going to be stuck in midnight traffic - aka nightmare hour.

“Fuck,” he muttered and rubbed his tired eyes. “I’m going to be here awhile.”

The highway he was on had construction workers currently closing off three out of the five lanes to the left, with two of them being the express lanes he usually took for a faster trip home. From up ahead he could see all the vehicles were trying to shift over to the available lanes, but a few assholes weren’t allowing them to pass. Not surprisingly all the pissed-off drivers started beeping their horns and thus, creating a domino effect down to where Eren was and even further back.

He groaned in annoyance and turned the music up in his car to the highest volume setting. He made sure to keep the bass at a decent level as to not blow his speakers out. The first time it happened, his parents grounded him for a week and didn’t allow his boyfriend to come over to study.

Crap. He should probably let his parents know he was okay and that it take awhile for him to get home. It was a Saturday night, so they shouldn’t be too angry about him staying out too late.

After making a quick phone call and shooting a text to Mikasa, Eren still has barely moved from his spot. He’s still has about 15 miles to cover on the highway before he reaches his exit.

Eren waited for his favorite song to finish playing on the radio before turning down the volume and calling the only person in the world who could prevent him from going on a road rage - Armin.

A couple rings later a drowsy voice answered. “...hello?”

Eren smiled fondly. “You sound adorable when you wake up. You turned yourself in early tonight?”

“...damn, I don’t even remember closing my eyes.” Papers shuffling around the desk could be heard on the other line. “I was studying for the exam I have on Monday.”

“Still?” Eren frowned. “All that studying isn’t good for your health. You’re stressing yourself out.”

“I’m done for the night I promise. How was working on the project with Connie?”

For the next hour Eren was stuck in traffic, he spent it talking to Armin about nothing and everything. Every now and then he would move his car, but it was never by a lot. He tried not to think about how long it would be before he reached his exit and focused 80% of his attention on his boyfriend. The other 20% was spent miserably looking around the road and ignoring the irritating honks coming from the other cars. If it wasn’t for Armin being on the phone, he was pretty sure he would have rolled down his windows and -

“Motherfucker!” Eren screeched to a halt and slammed his hand on the center of the steering wheel, releasing the loudest blare of honk.

“What happened? You alright?”

“This dumbass got really close to me. Stay in your fucking lane!” Eren yelled and gave the driver the finger, despite his windows being tinted. “As long as they didn’t touch your car. Just ignore them.”

“You know these traffic lights are really starting to bother my eyes.”

“Then don’t look.”

“But they’re right in front of me!”

The couple went right back to having mindless conversations to keep Eren awake. He was grateful Armin was staying up with him while he was stuck in the middle of the road. It was comforting to hear the blonde’s calm voice and he really appreciated it.

Eren glanced at the digital clock on his dashboard and groaned to see it was nearly two in the morning.

“Stop looking at the time.”

“I can’t help it. Plus, my ears are burning from my phone.”

“Put me on your car’s bluetooth then. You do have a cable charger, right?”

“Yeah - give me a second.” Eren rummaged through his compartment and pulled out a black wire. He quickly connected his phone and turned on the bluetooth settings through the car’s touchscreen. “Can you hear me?”

“Mhmm.”

Hearing Armin’s voice all around him made Eren smile and relaxed back in his seat. As he did, he noticed the car in front of him had their engines turned off.

“Oh no…”

“What is it?”

“The car in front me is not on...wait so is the one next to me!”

“...Yeah you’re going to be stuck there for awhile.”

“How do you know?”

“Car crash on your exit. That entire lane all the way to the right is backed up. I’m looking at the news right now.”

Eren let out a frustrated sigh and turned off his car. “Just fucking kill me.”

“Can’t. That means I would need to look for a new dick to ride on.”

Eren coughed and choked on air. He couldn’t believe Armin said that!

“Sorry, that was uncalled for...you know how I get when I’m tired.”

“Do you want me to let you go then?” Eren frowned. “I feel bad you’re staying up for me.”

“No, I’m fine. I want to stay up with you until your home safely. Let me just stretch for a bit to wake myself up.”

“Okay.”

Eren pulled the handle on the side of his seat to recline his chair back and lay down. He crossed his arms behind his head and closed his eyes, getting himself into a comfortable position. Just as he did, his eyes snapped wide open when Armin elicited the most sexual moan he’s ever heard.

“Oh God that felt good.” Armin sighed contently. “I really needed to pop my back. I was sitting for too long.”

“Do that again.”

“...pardon?”

Eren blushed. “You sounded hot just now.”

Armin chuckled. “Really, Eren?”

“I can’t help it when it comes to you!”

“Oh boy, you really are a pervert. You get turned on way too easily.”

“Are you laying in your bed?”

“Yes, and I’m wearing your jersey.”

Eren’s breathing hitched. “Nothing else?”

“I have my black shorts on. You know your favorite?”

“You can’t wear my favorite outfit when I’m not around.” Eren pouted. “That’s a sin!”

“I can remedy that.”

A few taps later Eren received a picture message.

Buzzzzzzzzzz.

“Shit,” Eren breathed as he opened the attachment.

The picture was taken from an above angle, with one side of Armin’s face pressed against the pillow and bangs falling over his blue eyes. The jersey was hanging off his shoulder.

“Can I see you too?”

“Of course, but I definitely don’t look as sexy as you do.”

“So then get sexy. You turned your engines off, right?”

After a moment’s contemplation, Eren shrugged off his jacket and took off his shirt. He placed his phone on the pouch container he installed next to his steering wheel and adjusted it to face him directly. After setting the camera’s timer, he leaned back and posed with a smirk.

Armin received the picture. “Oh my God, your selfies are always making you look conceited.”

“You must like them if you keep over 100 photos in your album.”

“And you have about 200 of mine.”

“What are you trying to say?...”

“I take better selfies than you, Jaeger.”

Eren’s cheeks tinted instantly. He still doesn’t know why he gets so embarrassed whenever his boyfriend calls him by his last name, and it didn’t help he was doing it in a sultry tone.

“Maybe if I tried harder I would be better than you!”

“Oh, wanna bet?”

Even before Armin uttered those words, Eren could sense a challenge when he hears it.

“It’s on.”

Armin isn’t sure if he should be turned on or worried his boyfriend is getting naked in the middle of traffic. He knows he should be concerned, but how can he when Eren is sending pictures of himself posing like an adonis?

“You’re quiet.”

“I just got your picture,” Armin quickly countered.

“Yeah, like 3 minutes ago!”

Damn Eren for being the gorgeous, big headed jerk he is! It’s been half an hour since they started their impromptu selfie game and so far - even though Armin hates to admit it - the brunette is winning. His pictures turned Armin on so much he started probing and grazing his ass hole every now and then to relieve the aching tension.

“Don’t act like you aren’t getting any sexual high off of this.” Armin zoomed in on the screen to the massive tent in between Eren’s legs. “My oh my, how did you find that much room in your jeans?”

“I made room.”

“Hmm,” Armin sucked his bottom lip and made a ‘pop’ sound. “I see…”

“So, when are you going to start peeling your clothes off?”

“What are you talking about? I took the shirt off.”

“You keep laying it across your chest! I wanna see your skin.”

“Take off your jeans and I’ll think about it.”

Armin smirked when Eren growled.

“Fucking tease.”

“Here’s some motivation then.”

Armin switched back to his camera and tucked the shirt low enough to reveal his chest. He ran his fingers through his bangs to add volume over his half-lidded eyes and parted his mouth opened.

Click, click. Snap! Sent

Eren’s breath stuttered to a halt. “Dammit Armin.”

“You know what you gotta do,” Armin’s voice was dark with lust. “Strip and take a dirty picture for me.”

The command was everything Eren didn’t know he needed in life and more. Fuck all the stimulants he depended on to keep his energy going throughout the day and all the colorful, motivational words his basketball coach throws at him. If Armin could talk like this to him forever, he’d drop everything and forget the world’s existence.

Well in a way, that’s exactly what Eren is doing.

“Like you what you see?”

“Jeez, did your dick get bigger?”

“Probably. Seeing as how I’ve had a massive boner for awhile with no tight hole for me to fuck -”

Armin moaned quietly and Eren’s erection twitched in excitement.

“ - it’s natural for me.”

“I don’t think it’s natural, but I’ll accept it for now.”

Eren smirked at the way his boyfriend sounded like he was on the verge of being sexually wrecked from all the dirty talking and picture messaging. Suddenly, he had an idea.

“I’ll call you back on FaceTime.”

“Wh-What?!”

“We’ve always talked about how we should webcam each other. This isn’t all that different. But if you’re not comfortable with it that’s fi -”

“N-No it’s not that! I just...I don’t know. I’m feeling a little self-conscious.”

“Allow me to demonstrate why you shouldn’t be. Especially around me.”

There was a moment of silence.

“Okay...I trust you.”

When it comes to Eren, Armin isn’t sure what’s fantasy or what is real. All he knows is that when he’s spiraling down in the midst of sexual euphoria, it’s always because of Eren. People might say they are crazy and a little obsessed with each other, but that’s fine with them. They love being addicted and have no problem giving the other what they want, when they want it.

Besides, who would want to quit this sweet ass drug? Any by sweet ass they literally mean each other’s asses.

“Stick it out more for me.”

Armin - now completely naked - blushed and peeked over his shoulder, arching his back further. He felt chills down his spine when he saw Eren was slowly jerking himself off on his phone screen.

“That’s it.”

The blond licked his lips and frowned. “This isn’t fair. You’re getting a full show.”

“I’m the one still stuck in traffic.”

“So? You still owe me.”

“Of course. I’d do anything for you.”

Armin’s heart melted. He knew his boyfriend meant that physically and emotionally.

“Put one finger in.”

Armin slightly adjusted his position and moved carefully as to not knock his phone off the textbooks it was perched on. His index index finger tapped around a bit before finding his hole. He hissed instinctively, forgetting how cold the lube was before putting it in completely.

“Damn that went in easy.”

“Well it’s not like I have something like the size of a stick inside me every other day.”

Eren released a breathy laugh and stroke his length all the way down to the base. “I’ll take that as a compliment. Put another one in and scissor yourself.”

Armin did what he was told to do and moaned delightfully from the action.

“Your cock twitched,” Eren observed breathlessly.

“Yours has been twitching since you called,” Armin’s words were muffled against the bedsheets. He turned his head just enough to watch Eren stroke himself. “So don’t act so smugged.”

“It’s only because it’s you.”

Before Armin could respond, his fingers accidentally went too far inside and touched his prostate. He cried out blissfully.

“Oh fuck. Add another finger and do that again!”

What Armin did next even surprised himself. Instead of following the simple command, he twisted his wrist downward so that his fingers were facing up. Then in one swift movement, he sank down until he was knuckles-deep.

Armin was going to fucking kill Eren tonight, he was sure of it.

Eren’s hand was clumsily moving up and down his shaft, using the precum leaking from the slit to speed up the pace. Soon, he was matching up to the same rhythm as Armin, who was fucking himself into a frenzy by his own fingers.

Eren thanked the heavens he owned a phone with high resolution. He could see everything on the screen.

“God I love the sounds coming out of you,” Eren panted. “I can hear it all around me.”

“I forgot you have me on your bluetooth speakers - ah!” Armin cried out. “I’m cl-close…!”

Eren groaned readily, his hand stroking his cock faster. “Keep going. Go faster, harder.”

Armin released a throaty moan and his eyes bulged wide. His body shook uncontrollably as he came, milking his dark bedsheets with the clear fluid. Fingers lingered near the hole for a moment before taking them out slowly one by one.

Now that Eren could see the gaping entrance clearly, he was getting close to his peak.

“How did it feel to fuck yourself?”

Armin catched his breath before he looked over shoulders and smirked. “Just as good as your dick. Maybe better.”

Eren growled and flared his nose. “Oh yeah? How about I change your mind tonight?”

“Think you’ll have enough stamina by the time you get out of traffic?”

“I’ll have enough stamina to wreck that tight ass of yours.”

In response, Armin brought both his hands on his asscheeks and spread them wide open. It was enough to send Eren over the edge.

Cum shot out in thick ropes, landing all over himself and the seat. Eren parted his mouth opened and sighed, feeling the strain leave his tensed body until his limbs were numb.

After Eren came down from cloud nine, he used his jacket to wipe off the remnants of his residue and turned on his car.

“Eren? What are you -”

“I see traffic dying down up ahead of me. I’m going to be that one asshole who cuts everyone off the road.” Eren glanced down at his phone. “Be ready for me.”

Armin sighed. “Be careful, please?”

As the screen was replaced with the concern look coming from his boyfriend, Eren’s heart fluttered and his face softened. “I promise.”

Turns out Eren really did have enough stamina to wreck Armin’s ass - more than once.

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Will you be finishing the rest of the Valentine storys??

Hi!

The writers who had time for the Valentine Weekend filled their prompts and as of right now, we're back to filling regular prompts.

In the initial announcement it stated:

"On Thursday we’ll put up a post, listing all the the prompts we received for people to see. We will also let you know which prompt the writers selected within your requests and then start working on them."

As promised we posted all the prompts with the writers here.

If the writers choose to fill these prompts at a later time they are welcomed to do so.

Thank you for understanding.

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Arteteuthis

                     ❤ ❤ Eremin Valentine Week-end ❤ ❤

Author: Tori Rating: G Genre: Modern AU Universe: College Prompt By: Moondragonsgrace

Prompt: Eren the kind hearted daycare leader love kids ( hint the job) and meets one of the kids older brothers named Armin whom hes never meet and falls hard for the blonde they start out as friends since there the same age of 22 and Eren hinting around to see if Armin is gay till one night Eren kisses him and he finds his answer

Read it on AO3: Here

When Eren was young his parents adopted a baby girl. She was too tiny to play cars with him and screamed a lot, but when his father placed Mikasa in his arms, adjusting them just right so he wouldn’t drop her, Eren immediately fell in love. 

Not just with Mikasa - though she held a special place in his heart- but with all children. They had an honesty Eren couldn’t find anywhere else and it had never bothered him when children inadvertently insulted him with the truth. 

Most people were surprised when they found out that Eren was such a good influence on kids. People assumed he was to impulsive and childlike to rule over the kids effectively, but the kids loved him and would do anything he asked without much of a fuss. There was one kid though that Eren couldn’t get along with for the life of him. No matter how hard Eren tried - which admittedly wasn’t all that hard - this little asshole disproved everything Eren thought he loved about kids.

Arte Arlert managed to offend Eren at every turn. That little shit even had the nerve to call him stupid. A seven year old, who couldn’t tie his damn shoes, called him stupid.

Eren was at a loss. Rationally he knew what to do. The mature and adult thing to do was call his parents, make a meeting, and talk things out. But Eren had never been good at ‘adult’ and he really wanted to fucking deck the kid. 

In the end his ‘adult’ side won out, thanks to Mikasa insisting prison wasn’t worth it. He asked Levi, his supervisor, to call a meeting for this Friday. He was not excited. Generally, problem children had problem parents and Eren was not ready to get yelled at by some soccer mom about how her son was a little angel who could do no wrong. 

February was not Eren’s best month. The only month worse than February was August, and that was just because that’s when all the kids left daycare for school. February held Valentine’s Day and as a perpetually single lump Eren could never find much enjoyment in the holiday. 

To make matters worse, Arte and his mom had failed to attend any of the meetings Eren had set up and Eren had reached his last straw. It had been raining all day so instead of going outside for recess they had stayed inside and watched Anne. 

“Hey Jaeger!” Arte called, turning to kneel on his chair and give Eren a shitty little grin. Eren paused the movie. 

 “What Arte.” Eren gritted his teeth. “You’re supposed to call me Mr. Jaeger.” Eren just wanted to watch the damn movie. 

“Whatever.” Arte rolled his eyes and dismissed Eren’s comment. “What was the name of that last song?”

“Why do you want to know?” Eren asked, skeptical.  There was no way his question was innocent. 

“Because…” Arte paused and stuck his finger out at Eren. “It’s you!” He suddenly burst into laughter, doubling over the back of his chair.

Eren sucked in his breath. Fucking kid. 

 “You can’t say that!” One of the other students squeaked, reprimanding him. “Mr. Eren is really nice!”

Arte retracted his hand, placing it on the back of his chair as he leaned down closer to her face. “I think he’s awful! And he is totally just like the song! He spends all his time with kids and never ever gets a girlfriend! Or even a boyfriend!”

The girl stopped held her chin on her fist and thought for a moment, deliberating for a bit. “I guess so…”

 “Ha!” Arte yelled, throwing his hand up and bouncing on his knees. “See? Mrs. Hannagan! Mrs. Hannagan! I been you never even got laid before!” 

“I bet you don’t even know what laid means!” Eren countered.

Arte blushed. “I-I-I do! My brother’s friend says it all the time!” 

“Really?” Eren questioned. “What does it mean?”

Arte floundered and for a split second, Eren felt like he won. 

“Hey Jaeger!” Levi called, finally looking up from his position in the back. “Stop fighting with the kids and turn the damn movie back on!” 

Eren and Arte’s eyes meet one last time while Eren, not breaking eye contact, slowly pushed the play button.

That, while not the worst incident by far, is what finally prompted Eren to screw the whole meeting thing and just track down the Arlert’s himself when they came to pick up their son. 

Eren knew who it was the second he walked through the daycare door. He had the same pale complexion and a look on his face that meant he was analyzing the room. Eren waited for the trademark douchebag smirk, but then -

Oh.

He smiled.

Eren was looking into the face of an angel. Blue eyes - not quite as bright as Arte’s - pierced into his heart. Blond hair - that Eren would give his arm up to just to run his fingers through - was pulled up into a loose bun. Some strands broke free to fall over his eyes, curling slightly. He obviously had some muscle on him but was tiny, and Eren had a good couple inches on him.

“Um, hello!” the boy greeted, a nervous hand clutching the strap of his bag. “I’m here to pick up my brother. Artemis Arlert?” He turned and pointed slightly at the door. “Normally I pick him up out front, but today the man - Levi I think was his name - said you had to speak to me?”

Eren was awe-struck. There was no way this was related to Arte. Eren had no idea what to say. Every accusation and grievance were pushed from his mind by an endless mantra of “oh no he’s hot.” But Eren had to find something to say fast, or the cute boy would think he was weird.

“His full name is Artemis! No wonder he’s such an asshole!” 

The boy’s eyes widened. 

“Fuck.” 

The boy’s eyes widened further. 

‘Way to go Eren,’ he thought, ‘10 seconds into meeting your possible soul mate and you insult his whole family and curse - twice’ 

“Are you okay?” The boy asked, tilting his head to the side, a few strands if his hair fell toward his shoulder. It was unbearably cute. 

“Uh. Um. Yea. Fine. Long day you know? Kids,” Eren laughed, “Speaking of kids, your brother’s a kid.” He stuttered through his entire sentence, each word more rushed and awkward.

The boy looked confused “Yes? He is. Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?”

Eren blushed further. “Um. No. Your brother, the kid, has been acting up and has been very rude to me lately.”

The blond boy bit his bottom lip and tucked a strand of hair behind his ear. Eren’s heart stopped.

“I-I made a meeting with your parents but they never showed up and it’s paramount I speak to someone today.”

“Paramount.” the boy said, completely deadpan. “That’s a big word.”

“Yea, uh…” Eren nervously scratched the back of his head, “My boss wrote that speech. I have it on a little piece of paper. See?” Eren held up the piece of paper. 

“Oh,” the boy chuckled. What beauty. “Well my name is Armin Arlert. I’m Artemis’s brother, will I do?” 

‘I’d do you,’ Eren thought. 

“Yes. You’re here and that’s more than what I’ve gotten so far,” Eren said. “Is his name really Artemis?”

Armin nodded. “Yes. I forgot he asked to be called Arte. He never liked his full name. What kind of issues has he been having?”

Eren was a hopeless romantic. He spent endless nights dreaming of sweeping someone of their feet (or someone sweeping him off his feet - he wasn’t picky) and riding off into a blissful sunset. All those fantasies never involved someone real, however…until now.

He had been thinking about Armin for almost a week now. Every dream he had - including some of the dirty ones - involved bright blue eyes and that special laugh. 

Their impromptu meeting had solved some of the issues Eren had with Arte, thankfully. Armin assured he would talk to him about it and gave Eren his number, just in case anything happened again. 

The scrap of paper was burning a hole in Eren’s pocket. As much as Eren wanted to text him first, it might come off as creepy and Eren wanted as many brownie points as he could get after that train wreck of a first meeting.

Some days Eren would manage the front desk for the last hour or so while Levi watched the kids. He never did anything important, they had a regular secretary after all. Just simple things like answer phone calls and make sure the kids got picked up by the right person. It was an awfully boring job.

The bell on the door rang and opened. To Eren’s delight, he saw Armin walking in.

“Hey! Eren, right?” Armin greeted as he walked toward the front desk.         

“Oh y-yeah. Hi!” Eren stuttered. “And you’re Armin.”

Armin smiled. “I’m a bit early to pick up Arte. Do you mind if I sit with you?” He looked nervous.  

Eren merely nodded, afraid his voice would crack again. This was the perfect chance to get to know Armin and not be creepy at the same time!

“Great! You never called, so no trouble with Arte then?” Armin asked. 

Eren shrugged. “No, not really. He’s still a little shit, no offense.”

Armin nodded in response.

“Did you wanted me to call?” Eren asked, tentatively. 

“I wouldn’t have minded,” Armin admitted, blushing a little. 

 “Oh, well then next time I’ll make sure to do…that.”

Eren was unsure of what else to say. He was never usually loss for words when it came to talking to people, but with Armin it was different. He made Eren’s head spin in a way that left him absolutely enthralled. Though the silence they spent for the remainder of their time until the kids were dismissed was awkward, Eren wished he could spend the rest of his life in the moment.

Eren, as a rule of thumb, told Mikasa everything. In turn she told her girlfriend, who told Reiner, who then made it his mission to get Eren laid - no matter what his original problem had been. 

“There are a lot of different approaches you can take with this.” Reiner explained, leaning halfway across the table to prop himself up on his elbows and get right in Eren’s face. “You could woo him with your child rearing skills and prove you’d be a great guy to start a family with. It isn’t just chicks who dig the baby in one arm, hammer in the other thing.”

Berthold made a face next to him.

“Or you could slip him your number, lure him into simple conversation then - WHAM! ‘We should continue this conversation over text’. Works all the time buddy. Oh wait, here’s an even a better idea! Suggest a movie. Then he has something to text you about!”

Berthold frowned. “You did this the first time we met? I texted you back about the Bourn Movies!” 

Reiner leaned back in his seat and threw up his hands. “Case and point! I did it and now I get laid whenever I want.” Berthold blushed in response. “Do it Eren!”

“Or…” Annie jumped in, turning away from the TV. “You could grow some balls and just ask him on a fucking date.” 

“No,” Mikasa disagreed, “Eren won’t have the courage for that. I agree with Reiner, go subtle. “

Annie snorted. “Reiner and subtle shouldn’t go in the same sentence.” 

However, Reiner’s advice worked perfectly. The next time Armin came early to pick up Arte, Eren recommended Valentine’s Day in spirit of the upcoming holiday. The very next day Armin texted him.

Received: Armin 10:13 AM  >Hey. This is Armin. I watched the movie you recommended! I thought the plot was cheesy, but I liked how it all fit together. It’s a little bit like SAW in that way.

Sent: Armin 10:13 AM >Odd comparison to make LOL. u like SAW

Received: Armin 10:20 AM >Jigsaw is very clever! I only saw the first one but his plans were all very intriguing!

Sent: Armin 10:20 AM >its bloody. i love them its like those things were the pin falls and the ballon fills up and pulls the lever and the water spills chain reaction thing!

 Sent: Armin 10:20 AM >but they die at the end.       

Received: Armin 10:26 AM > Like a deadly Rube Goldberg machine! :P

Sent: Armin 10:26 AM >Yea!

Sent: Armin 10: 26 AM >my sister has all of them you can some over and we can watch them if you want!

Eren froze. This was not how we wanted to ask him on a date. He started to type out a new message

Sent: Armin 10:27 AM >i mean its okay if u don’t wanna  i just

But the ping of his phone interrupted his typing.

Received: Armin 10:27 AM >Sure! That’s sounds fun :)! What’s your address I’m free Sunday!

“Oh my god” Eren said outloud, staring down at his phone in wonder. Sunday was Valentine’s Day.

“What happened?” Arte yelled, looking up from his impressively high Lego tower to taunt Eren. “Your girlfriend dumped you? Right before Valentine’s Day too! You must be a really sucky boyfriend!”

Eren, for once, didn’t react. He was too distracted by the fact that Armin, real life angel, had said yes!

Arte stomped forward, angry at being ignored. “Hey!” His hands were on his hips and his chest puffed out. “What happened?!”

“Your brother is spending Valentine’s Day with me,” Eren answered, mostly in shock, but a small part of him gleamed at the chance to rub it in Arte’s face.

“Why? You’re gross!” Arte said very matter of fact. He frowned and crinkled his nose.

“Oh my god! Oh my god!” One of the other children cried out. “Is Mr. Eren gonna kiss your brother?”

Arte paled and shook his head gravely. “Never.”

“Well, what’s wrong with me?” Eren asked, offended. “I’m a great guy to kiss!”

Arte glared at Eren, his scrunched eyes anything but cute. Then he said low and in a threatening voice, “you better not try and kiss him.” He paused for a moment before looking back up at Eren. “Armin wouldn’t kiss you anyway. He doesn’t even like boys! Especially not stinky ones like you. He has a girlfriend!”

“Oh yeah?” Eren challenged, not buying it. “Well then why isn’t he spending Valentine’s Day with his ‘girlfriend’. Why is he spending it with me?”

Arte was floored for just a second. But just like his brother, he was smart and recovered quickly. “Because… uh….She’s in Paraguay! With her mom and dad. Yeah, and she’s super rich too!”

“You’re… not messing around with me?” Eren wondered out loud, starting to believe him.

“No!” Arte shouted, crossing his arms triumphantly. “Why would I lie? He’s really got a girlfriend. Who’s super-hot! So don’t get any icky ideas about kissing him! Got it?”

Eren blushed and looked away, shutting down his phone. “I totally wasn’t.” He totally was. “We’re just going to watch a movie!”

When Eren told Mikasa about Armin’s apparent heterosexuality, she comforted him and said “it just wasn’t meant to be.” Annie laughed in his face. Nevertheless, they both agreed to leave the apartment to him on Valentine’s Day.

Though they continued to text, mostly about continuity errors in children’s movies, Eren had to mentally prepare himself for when Armin came over on Sunday. Armin was smart, and if Eren wasn’t careful Armin would figure out that Eren ‘wanted to kiss him’ as Arte put it. Or as Eren puts it; ‘make out until my lips are bleeding and I’ve cum at least once’.

“Hey! I brought popcorn,” Armin said, standing at Eren’s front door with a bag in each hand, holding them up. “Plus all the chocolate I could afford.” Armin shook the bags a little. Eren could only stare at how utterly adorable Armin looked bundled up like that.

“Wow,” Eren said, desperately trying to keep his cool. “Couldn’t find a smaller hoodie? That one’s eating you alive!”

Armin frowned. “No it’s not.”

“Dude,” Eren laughed, “It’s gotta be a large. Extra large? I doubt you would even fit into a small!”

Armin looked a little offended and Eren wanted to be eaten alive.

“I-I mean…you rock it though. Uh, being tiny. You’re like perfect hugging size!”

Eren worried that might have come out a little gayer than he intended to, but Armin just giggled.

“Can I come inside now? It’s freezing!”

Eren moved aside and let him in.

“Want me to take your jacket? I got chairs and shit to put it on.” Eren held out his arm.

Armin shook his head. “I get cold very easily. I would rather keep it - thank you!”

Turns out Armin had brought way too much chocolate. For Eren to keep up his ‘I don’t wanna bang you’ appearance, he built a barrier out of it between them on the couch. It worked for the most part, but Eren’s heart still lurched every time their hands brushed in the popcorn bowl, or how he caught the way Armins eyes widened at a particularly gruesome plot twist.

Eren knew that at this point it was mostly lust, that he could stop himself from developing feelings if he wanted save himself from the eventual heartbreak. But the way Armin gushed over the ending of the first movie, so intensely enthralled by the cleverness of it all, made Eren want to never look away.

They ran out of popcorn by the end of the second movie. By SAW IV they were out of chocolate too and Eren had to do something. Armin had bundled himself up in almost every blanket he owned Eren was fighting every nerve ending in his body not to just hug some warmth into him.

But that was gay. So Eren ordered pizza.

The original plan was to go out and get something to eat, but Armin claimed if Eren so much as opened the door Armin would get pneumonia and die. So they stayed inside.

“Eren!” Armin called, almost immediately after Eren had put down the phone from ordering pizza. He seemed sure of something with the same little glint in his eye Arte got when he decided something new about Eren.

“What is it? Did I order the wrong pizza?” Eren asked. Armin’s face shifted.

“Architeuthis!”

“What?” Eren responded. “Your brother?”

“No, not Artemis! Architeuthis! That’s the scientific name for the giant squid. Apparently we know so little about them that by the time we ever get deep enough to study them they could be almost extinct! You know from pollution and overfishing and such. That’s so sad isn’t it?”

Eren nodded, kind of confused and kind of embarrassed for thinking Armin’s brother was a squid. “If we’re overfishing them how do we not know about them? Like won’t we just look at the squids we eat? Wait … is calamari a giant squid?”

Armin shook his head. “No we’re not fishing the giant squids. We’re fishing there food and polluting their water.” He looked awfully concerned. “We’re killing the oceans. Even the animals we can’t see!” Armin looked on the verge of tears.

“Armin?” Eren said. Sitting back down next to where he was bundled on the couch. “Are you okay? Do you like the squids that much?” Eren wanted to comfort him more, put a hand on his back or something, but he had a boundary to maintain.

Armin unwrapped one of his arms to wipe his face. He looked up, meeting Eren in the eyes. Eren felt like he was going to get kissed.

Armin’s eyes shifted down again. “No. I mean. The squid doesn’t like me back so…I’m alright.”

Eren was going to push a little deeper. Armin was obviously not alright, but the doorbell rang.

“You should get that Eren,” Armin said, still not looking up. “It’s awfully cold outside.”

When there marathon was done and Armin deemed it late enough to go home, Eren knew three new things; the eminent danger overfishing poses to all sea life, neither of them had strong enough stomachs to watch all seven SAW movies in one sitting, and he was hopelessly irreversibly in love with Armin Arlert.

When Armin got home his heart still hadn’t returned to a normal pace. He never knew something as simple as a smile could send his heart cartwheeling, but Eren’s smile was beautiful. It pulled his cheeks into the cutest dimples and crinkled those beautiful green eyes. He had spent the whole day in a kind of wonderland. He got to hear Eren laugh and see his smile as often as he liked.

When Eren first asked him over, on Valentine’s Day no less, Armin assumed it was a date. Though Artemis swore up and down he was straight, and even had a girlfriend, Armin was so sure Eren had been flirting with him.

The very first thing Eren had done when he walked in the door was offer to take his jacket, proceeded to call him huggable, and then paid for their food. Sure it was nothing but cheap pizza, but Armin couldn’t help but find the romance in that. Eren had been utterly adorable on the phone. Apparently Eren knew the man on the phone and asked about his wife and kids. It was the same restaurant Armin had been ordering pizza from for almost three years and he never once learned the owner’s name. Eren had only moved into town in the past few months and they were already friends. It was just such an Eren thing to do.

Armin was ready to confess right there. Almost had. But the confusion in Eren’s eyes had stopped him. What kind of ass confesses to a guy with a girlfriend who just bought them pizza? So Armin changed topics. Eren didn’t seem to notice the sudden topic change and was actually interested in the dangers that faced giant squids.

As soon as Armin came home he plopped onto the couch face first with a groan. Artemis was on him in an instant.

“Armin! Armin! What’s wrong?” he asked, bouncing on his heels. Armin just groaned in response.

“Armin!” He called again, placing his hands on the back of Armin’s head, shaking him a little. When that got no response, Artemis huffed and put his hands on his hips.

“Did icky Eren kiss you? Ohhh he better not have! I’m gonna beat him up!”

Armin lifted his head a little bit. “Kiss me?” he mumbled. “Why would Eren kiss me? You said he was undoubtedly straight.”

Arte froze.

“Uhhhh…” he started, searching for an excuse, “I mean yea. It would be weird if he didn’t like boys and still kissed you right? I -”

Armin interrupted him. “Artemis”

His excuses only got more frantic. “Eren is icky and if you kissed him, it would be icky! I don’t -”

“Artemis!” Armin shouted, this time stopping his brother. “Did you lie to me about Eren?”

After a moment, Artemis sheepishly nodded.

“Why?” Armin asked. “You know lying is very mean.”

Artemis began to shuffle his feet.  His head turned to the ground as tears started to form in his eyes. “Eren is gross and mean! You’re not! You’re Armin. You shouldn’t date someone gross and mean!”

Armin’s eyes softened. “Artemis…”

“It’s Arte,” he sniffled.

Armin chuckled. “Okay then Arte. Eren isn’t a bad guy.” He grabbed Arte’s chin into his hand and whipped away a tear with his thumb. “Yes he yells and scolds you at daycare, but that’s because you’re a little trouble maker!” Armin used his other hand to tickle a little giggle from Arte, who stubbornly turned it back into a frown moments later.

“But he gets extra mad with me! Even when I did nothing wrong. Eren’s mean!” he shouted.

“You want me to talk to him for you?” Armin asked. “I’ll ask him to be nicer?”

“No!” Arte yelled, stomping his foot. “I never ever want you to talk to icky mean Mr. Eren ever again!” There was snot running down his face. He was on the verge of throwing a fit. Armin pulled Arte up onto his lap, hugging him.

“Arte,” Armin said softly, “I can’t and won’t always do what you want. I’m asking Eren to coffee tomorrow, whether you like it or not.”

“You should ask him to go and then never show up,” Arte sniffled and mumbled into Armin’s chest

“Artemis,” Armin warned.

He got a mumbled apology in return.

“And then Eren and I are going to talk about how you tricked us, because I don’t doubt you told him the same thing you told me. Then, we will talk about how you tricked us. If I decide that Eren is mean then I won’t ever speak to him again. And if I decide that I want to kiss him that’s up to me too. Okay? Do we have a deal?”

After a bit of deliberation, Arte reluctantly nodded.

“Okay then,” Armin said, letting Arte back on the floor. “How about you pick out a quick movie? We can watch it during dinner.”

When Eren arrived at the coffee shop he was expecting a lot of things. His first thought was that Armin would call him a pervert and pour hot coffee on him. Another involved Arte spitting in his drink while Armin laughed maniacally.

The cryptic message Armin had sent him - ‘We need to talk. Coffee tomorrow at three?’ - had given a lot of room for his imagination to run free in.

Arte wasn’t there when Eren arrived though. It was just Armin wrapped in an excessive number of layers. He looked adorable.

Eren sat down and nervously asked. “So uh where’s Arte? The daycare’s closed.”

Armin nodded. “He’s with a friend of mine. He and Arte always have a blast together.”

“Ah,” Eren said, a bit awkwardly. “So, uh, you guys….”

Armin interrupted him. “Jean’s my ex actually. I’ve known him since high school. But he’s dating someone else now, Marco. Nice guy.”

Eren’s heart stopped. “Wait what. Him?”

Armin nodded. “Yep. A Him. What about you. Does your girlfriend like Paraguay?”

“Oh my god.” It took Eren a second to get it. “Arte…. that little piece of shit! He lied! The little fucker lied about your super-hot girlfriend with the super big boobs, and super rich parents to take her to South America!”

“Yep,” Armin laughed. “What about you?” He asked hopefully. “No girlfriend?”

Eren shook his head. He was too shocked to speak.

“Okay.” Armin cleared his throat. “So he tricked us. I should have known. It was highly suspicious and -”

Armin was suddenly cut off by Eren leaning across the table and crashing his lips against Armin’s.

Everything made sense to Eren now - the chocolate, the squid, the entire ordeal - and decided through as much deliberation as his impulsive mind could handle, that kissing Armin right there was the best idea on the whole damn planet.

It was short and chaste, but it was perfect. They lingered in each other’s breath for a moment. Armin’s eyes were still closed. Eren could see the flush on his cheeks and the slight moisture on his lips.

When Armin opened his eyes, Eren fell in love all over again. Those beautiful blue eyes were so close to his, he could see every emotion and every ounce of happiness.

Eren laughed, breathless and unbelievably happy. He let his head fall into his hands.

“What?” Armin asked, just as lost in the moment.

Eren smiled. “Your brother is such a little shit.”

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Lesson Learned

                     ❤ ❤ Eremin Valentine Week-end ❤ ❤

Author: Nary Rating: T Genre: Comedy Universe: Modern AU Prompt By: turtlegirl5

Prompt: Eren and Armin are parents, and Mikasa offered to take their daughter for the night so they could out to dinner, but they end up worrying about the baby all night.

Mikasa’s phone rang for the upteenth time that hour.

She groaned out loud and glared at the device for several moments, painstakingly looking away from the wonderful documentary she was watching about vegan lifestyle. She wondered briefly if she should just throw the damn thing across the pacific ocean or toss it up in the air and shoot it with a thousand bullets. Either way, she would be immensely pleased to see it disappear (but watching it shatter into a million pieces does sound amusing).

Right before the last ring, Mikasa quickly but reluctantly picked up.

“What?” She clipped.

“Did you remember to -”

“- clean out the Jasmine’s baby bottle with your special anti-bacterial infant soap and hang it by the window? Yes. Did I make make sure Maeve tied her hair into two braids so her hair doesn’t get tangled? Yes. Also, Anastasia finished her science project three hours ago - like I mentioned in the past 20 phone conversations, Eren.”

She could hear Armin’s voice saying something in the background and strained to listen.

“Is Jasmine asleep?”

“Yes.”

“Did you twist the knob 4 times on her lullaby box so it can play for an hour?”

Mikasa grinded her teeth, threw her head back, and growled lowly in her throat. She couldn’t believe all the nonsense she was putting up with tonight and felt an irritating throb pulsating against her skull.

Ever since her brother and his husband had left Mikasa with their daughters for the night, they have been blowing up her phone non stop checking up on the kids. She had been alright with the first couple calls and didn’t mind the quick reminders every now and then (they were parents after all), but seriously, what the fuck did they think was going to happen to their children underneath her watch?

Mikasa was responsible, tenacious, caring, and trustworthy. She looks after these girls as if they were her own and knows how to handle them. This isn’t the first time she was babysitting her nieces and most certainly would not be the last. Mikasa was family for fuck sake - she wouldn’t let anything bad happen to them even if her life depended on it!

Something definitely had to be done. She was not going to spend the rest of the evening dealing with this bullshit. She had to teach the boys a sadistic lesson.

-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-

“Call Mikasa.”

Armin frowned and lowered the pricey menu. “What for?”

“To make sure Jasmine is sleeping alright.” Eren grabbed his own phone and started dialing. “Nevermind I’ll do it. Need to ask her a couple more things.”

Armin hummed in response and went back to looking at his food choices. Instead of wondering what appetizer him and Eren should start with, he sat up straight and leaned forward, wanting to listen in on the phone conversation just in case.

Mikasa didn’t pick up.

“What the fuck? Why isn’t she answering?” Eren immediately called back. His sister usually picked up.

Nothing.

“Let me try calling on my cell,” Armin said.

Again, nothing.

“I’ll try one more time.” There was obvious anxiousness in his voice this time.

Amazingly on the first ring Mikasa picked up, but it wasn’t what the boys were expecting.

“Ar-Armin? Eren?” Her voice was shaking on the other line. “Are you there?”

“Mikasa?” Armin slowly stood on his feet. “Mikasa, are you okay? What’s wrong?”

She sniffled loudly, taking Armin completely off guard. “...They took them! Th-They took all of them!”

Eren raised an eyebrow. “What? Who took who -”

“The girls!” Mikasa cried. “They took the girls!”

Eren abruptly stood on his feet, causing the chair he was sitting on to fly back against a nearby table with guests currently sitting in it. He snatched the phone right out his husband’s hand and yelled, “What?!”

“The Japanese Mafia took the girls!” Mikasa shouted dramatically, “They raided the house, beat me down, and took the girls! They kidnapped them!”

In less than three seconds the boys were speeding home in their brand new family car.

-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-

13 year old Anastasia raised her head from the magazine she was reading and looked over at Mikasa. “Auntie, was that such a good idea? You know Daddy is going to be very mad at you, and Papa is going to be crying a lot.”

“Perhaps,” Mikasa answered nonchalantly and continued watching the documentary. She did feel a little guilty about what she had just done, but a lesson was desperately needed to be taught. “I most likely scared your dad's half to death by now. Aren't you uncomfortable reading on the floor?”

Anastasia shook her head and grinned, showcasing her Valentine-themed braces. “But I am thirsty. Do you want anything in the kitchen?”

“No thank you,” Mikasa smiled, finding the red and pink rubber bands on Anastasia's teeth endearing.

Anastasia jumped on her feet and skipped happily into the kitchen. She stopped midway when she noticed a series of bright lights coming through the window blinds. She walked carefully up the glass and observed outside. She released an audible gasp.

“Auntie!”

Before Mikasa could react, the front door was broken down and series of men in black attire carrying huge guns raced inside.

Swat team.

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You’re Cute When You’re Stupid

                      ❤ ❤ Eremin Valentine Week-end ❤ ❤

Author: Sophie Rating: T Genre: Comedy & Fluff Universe: Modern AU Side Pairing: Jean/Marco (Extremely brief. It was one sentence.) and false Armin/Jean (Just Eren’s imagination running wild) Prompt By: @beautiiphil 

Prompt:  Eren gets really jealous because he thinks Armins dating Jean and Armin is texting Jean or something and Eren tells him that they're "cute " obviously jealous and Armin can't stop laughing Eren and is really confused armin likes Eren he calls him an idiot and kisses him still laughing

The vein on Eren Jaeger’s forehead was getting ready to burst.

He knew he had anger issues, but goddamn. This was something else. He ended up clenching his fist on the small piece of chocolate which by now had probably melted in his hand. He had spent the whole day holding back whenever their classmates would come up to Armin to give him chocolates or ask if he had plans for the day. Armin would turn them down nicely, smiling and speaking briefly about having plans with Eren. By now, everyone knew that once Eren had Armin for the day, no one else could step in. Yet as they sat on Armin’s bed with a movie playing in the background, Eren couldn’t let his guard down.

This was different.

Eren and Armin had been together for almost all of their lives. Eren had grown used to handling things where his best friend was concerned.

When they were 10, there were kids who used to make fun of Armin for looking damn cute (probably), and that he could handle. Well, if breaking noses meant handling a situation, then yes, he had “handled” that quite well.

There was also that other incident at the mall. Armin had just turned 13 the week before a group of other teenage boys mistook him for a girl. Armin’s hair had always been neck-length and so it actually happened quite often. Eren couldn’t understand why, maybe because Armin had been that way for as long as he could remember. He had left to go to the restroom, and returned to find that one of them had a hand on his best friend’s ass. Whether they had thought he was a girl was no excuse to him. Eren’s eyes might as well have rolled into the back of his head like a great white shark’s. The next thing he knew, they were definitely banned from that mall. Thankfully, Armin had stopped Eren from breaking more than the guy’s wrist, but Eren was ready to make a powerpoint presentation on why it was definitely not enough. He would have gotten to it too if he didn’t get grounded for six months.

Now, here he was, 16 and (sexually) frustrated. But, technically, it had been that way since age 14, when Mikasa made him face the truth.

“Yes, Eren. If you got in trouble for accidentally moaning out ‘Oh, fuck me’ while daydreaming about bending Armin over a desk during class then, yes, you’re a probably a little gay.”

But back to the moment. This was was something totally different, really. Eren had invited him over since it was Valentine’s Day, and they were supposed to do what they did every year, hang out, watch something on Netflix, maybe play some video games, you know just bro things. Yet, he had been sitting there for 20 minutes, watching Armin blush at his phone (in the most insanely adorable way, of course), texting with someone else instead of paying attention to him. Definitely not part of the bro things they were supposed to do. But that didn’t matter. The problem was that Armin was talking and blushing at someone who wasn’t him. Eren wasn’t handling this at all.

“Hey, Min?” he asked.

“Yeah? What’s up?” Armin replied, looking up for only a second.

“Who are you texting?”

“Jean.” Oh god no, Eren thought as he gagged. He continued to stuff more of the chocolates in his mouth. Talking or thinking about Jean always left a bitter taste.

“You alright there?”

“He went on a family trip for this weekend, right?” he asked, dodging the question.

“Uh, yeah.” Damn.

“I—Armin. Armin! I will take your phone if you don’t look up.” With a gasp, Armin hid it behind him. Definitely not suspicious. Gears started turning in Eren’s head. “Oh my God. Armin, are you with Jean?” he said, his eyes about ready to pop out of his skull. Armin’s too.

“Wait, wha—”

“Since when? How could I have let this happen. Hold on. Do you not want me to look at your phone because you sent nudes? Armin, why Jean?” The heart-shaped box of chocolates was now almost empty as he stuffed his face with another handful. Who knew he could be such a stress-eater.

“Whoa, whoa!”

“No, don’t tell me it’s not that. Oh my god, were you guys sexting? I think I just threw up in my mouth imaging Jean saying all that shit to you.”

“Oh my god.” Armin's hands were on his cheeks, feeling the heat from the now intense blush.

“He’s seen you in girl’s clothes, hasn’t he? Dear God. Jean, that lucky bastard. Just—Ugh. Aren’t you guys a cute couple. Mostly you, though. Jean is anything, but cute. He can go fuck himself—” He was interrupted by an outburst of laughter.

“What the fuck are you even going on about, Eren?” Armin said in between side-splitting laughs.

“I love you and I know I’m supposed to support your every decision, but I’m sorry. I won’t go to your wedding, Armin. I can’t—” Armin was dying at this point, cracking up too hard to take a breath. Eren grabbed Armin before he could roll off the bed.

“Armin, why are you laughing? Does Jean make you that happy? Did you not want me to attend your wedding in the first place?” Eren’s eyes were turning watery. “Armin. Armin, answer me,” he said as he shook the laughing mess that was his best friend by his shoulders. Armin finally stopped him with a kiss on slightly chapped lips.

“Eren, shut the fuck up,” he said as he pulled him down with him, kissing him longer than last time. “I like you, not Jean. Seriously. Where the hell did that even come from? Was it because I was blushing? Jean was just being stupid and suggesting that I do something dirty for you, but that’s it! We caught him making out with Marco in the locker room, remember?” Eren’s face scrunched up at the memory. Right, he thought. “Also, you married me 8 weeks into kindergarten. You more than just attended my wedding,” he said, smiling at him. Of course. Eren couldn’t believe he had forgotten about their ceremony at the playground. Armin had made him the happiest 6-year-old in the world.

“I love you, Eren! You!” he declared as he sat on Eren’s lap, legs on either side of the other’s hips. Armin definitely wasn’t expecting to confess tonight, but after all that, he was pretty sure his love was not unrequited. He had gotten a tip from Mikasa, but it was so wild, he just couldn’t believe it. It seemed more likely that Eren had moaned out “Oh, fuck me!” in class because he had forgotten his homework, right?  

“So, no babies with Jean?”

“Uh… Yes, Eren. Of course not.” But, probably not for the reason you’re thinking of, he thought.

“Thank God! I love you, too!” he said as he pulled him into another kiss. God, even when he’s stupid, he’s cute, Armin thought. 

Eren was finally relieved, but Armin was now deeply concerned.

Suddenly, he got it. “Wait… Eren, where did you get those chocolates?” he asked, pointing at the sticky mess on his palm and his shirt.

“Top shelf of the fridge, all the way in the back. Why?”

“Did you eat all of them?”

“Yeah! Some of them were bitter on the inside. It was weird.”

Well, that explained the blush and ridiculous questions. Next time, he’ll warn him of the alcoholic chocolates that were gifted to his parents. Before he could tell Eren just what he’s done, the brunette had caught his lips in another kiss.

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A special day

                        ❤ ❤ Eremin Valentine Week-end ❤ ❤

Author: Anco Rating: Explicit Genre: Fluff, smut Warning: Implied mpreg.  Universe: Modern AU Prompt By: well-hello-bright-eyes

Prompt: For the Valentine’s: Armin and Eren are married and have a family and they barely have dates but Eren comes home with roses and chocolates and he and Armin try and find “alone time” c;

“No, Connie. I studied the plan last week and it was a no-go. I still think the same thing. Mr. Smith was very clear on what he expected when we got his account. I’m not going to disappoint him with a shitty half-assed stat-”

“Owie.” At the loud childish voice behind him, Eren almost swore again but caught himself. He had completely forgotten about his son sitting at the kitchen table, right behind him.  With a smile that looked more like a grimace, Eren turned toward the little 4-year-old.

“Daddy said a bad word. Papa said no bad words!” Derrek Jaeger looked at his dad with an expression akin to disapproval and Eren bit his lips to stop a smile.

“Sorry, pookie.”

“It’s bad.”

“I didn’t mean to. Daddy won’t do it again, okay?”

A mocking laugh came over the phone, reminding him of his long-time friend and co-worker at the other end. Eren rolled his eyes at Connie Springer’s merry laugh.

“Uh oh, forgot Derrek was there? Are you done making him breakfast yet?”

“Yeah. It’s almost done.”

Eren glanced at the juice extractor and saw the blinking light signaling it was done.  He also noticed the coffee machine was done brewing. Eren grabbed a bowl and served his son cereal mixed with fresh fruits and yogurt, pour out juice and coffee and put them on the table.

“Thankie, Daddy.”

“It’s thank you, pookie.” Eren smiled indulgently at his son who had already started eating his cereals. “Finish it all okay?”

His son nodded with a wide smile, before he went back to his meal. Eren sat right next to him and checked his watch. There was still some time left before they had to leave the house. They were only missing one person now.

“Are you guys eating yet?” Connie asked through his earpiece.

“Yep. Just waiting for Andy to get down here.”

“Well Andrea’s a teenager and you know how much they take grooming their hair and stuff.”

“Well, I know you’re an expert on teenage girls’ habits, what with four girls and all. But my Andy is different.”

“Hmm you might be right. Afterall she inherited Armin’s genes too.”

“Whatever you’re implying here, fu… Feels the same about you and Sasha too.” He heard his friend snicker at the way he had obviously caught his cursing. He heard a noise in the stairs and smiled.

“And speaking of my girl, here she comes.” Eren turned back as his daughter entered the kitchen with that energetic walk of hers. “Okay Connie, let’s talk work at the office. Just know that I’m against that project.”

“Okay. I’m letting you go then. Tell Armin I said hi!”

“Will do. Say hi to Sasha for me.” After saying goodbye, Eren hanged up and turned off his earpiece.

“Morning Dad! Is pop gone already?” She opened the fridge, grabbed the bottle of milk, the box of cereals and quickly made herself something to eat.

“Yeah he had an early meeting at work today. But he should be home early today so he might get to pick you guys off at school.”

“Andee, can I have a grass of water, please?”

“Sure, pookie. And you say glass, not grass. You say it with g-l.”

As she handed him the cup of water, Derrek thanked her again and then tried to repeat what his sister had said. “Thankie, Andee. Uh, grass.”

“G-l, pookie. G-l-a-s-s.”

“G-r-a-sss.”

Instead of correcting him again, Andrea just chuckled and ruffled his hair. Her brother pouted for a bit but brightened when she picked the seat at the corner of the table, right next to him. She wasn’t even eating yet that her brother was babbling about his teacher. Eren smiled fondly watching his children.

He was really glad that his kids got along so well despite the 11 years difference between them. When he and Armin had learned they were expecting another kid again after so many years, they had been happy but also anxious about Andrea’s reaction. She did become awfully withdrawn after she heard the news but fortunately took to her little brother after his birth. She grew up very protective and now looking at them, people would often call her Derrek second mother.

Ad his kids’ kept talking in the background, Eren’s eyes feel on the calendar pasted on the fridge door. It was already the 14th of February. Valentine’s day, huh. Frowning, he sipped his coffee lost in thoughts.

He couldn’t remember the last time he and Armin could find time to do anything on the alleged lovers’ day. In between work, the children and their respective activities elsewhere, they sometimes forgot it was Valentine’s day until way too late into it. It wasn’t a big deal for them. They both felt that love should be celebrated every single day anyway so Valentine’s day in itself wasn’t important. Still, Eren wasn’t sure why but this year he felt a tad bit different about it. Maybe it had been that valentine’s day commercial he had seen on TV where one of the actors had reminded him so much of Armin. Or maybe it was Connie mentioning that this year he was whisking Sasha away for a romantic week-end. He really wasn’t sure. But fact still was that he felt like doing something this year.

He had wanted to spend some time with his husband, just like they did at the beginning of their relationship. Unfortunately, he hadn’t been able to find anyone among their friends and family who could take the kids for the night. Andrea was too young to be left alone with Derrek. His own parents were traveling, same with their mutual best friend Mikasa and her husband. He had tried to hire a babysitter for the night but none of the few he had seen on his own, had suited him.

Today was the big day and he still had no good plans.

“Dad! DAD!!”

Andrea’s voice broke through his train of thoughts and he noticed she was standing by the kitchen door, with her brother holding her hand. They were both holding their school bags and had apparently cleaned the kitchen while he was daydreaming.

“Daddy, hurry! We going.”

Eren looked at his watch and realized it was already time to leave the house.

“Dam… Daddy is coming.”

“You almost said that so you need to put money in the swearing jar.” His daughter in a matter-of-fact voice.

“Andrea…”

“Daddy, you said a bad word again!”

“Sorry, baby. I’m not saying that anymore, okay?”

“Papa will be sad.” His son looked at him gravely and Eren stopped himself from smiling again. The little tyke looked way too much like Armin.

“Hmm let’s not tell him then. We don’t want to make Papa upset, right pookie?” He really wasn’t looking forward to Armin giving him a sermon on how they shouldn’t swear in front of the kids again.

“Uh. Uh.” His son shook his blond head. “I don’t like when Papa is not happy.”

“Daddy doesn’t either, pookie. So let’s keep it between us this time?”

He heard his daughter snicker and glared in her direction. She was having fun with this, the little devil.

After locking the house, they all got in the car. After making sure his son was secured in his seat, Eren started the car and they were all on their way. First the kids’ schools and then work.

“So pop. Are you guys doing anything today?”

Eren glanced at his daughter in the rear-view mirror.

“Today?”

“For Valentine’s day duh!” He had time to see her rolling her eyes before he went back to looking at the road. “Aren’t you guys doing something? Mara told me her parents made plans and asked me about you guys. I couldn’t answer. Then I thought about it and I can’t remember you guys doing anything about this, like ever.”

Surprised and unsure of what he needed to say after that, Eren didn’t answer. His daughter sighed.

“I think you guys should go have some fun, like Mara’s parents They’re going out. But you and pop didn’t say anything about having plans. You’re always home with us and I don’t know if you ever find the time to even go out anymore. I’m no longer a kid, I’m 15 now and I could take care of Der while you guys had a little break.”  

When Eren tried to object, his daughter stopped him.

“Before you say anything, I only said could. I knew you guys would never agree to that, so I got someone to babysit us. Mara’s sisters are home for the week-end since aunt Sasha and uncle Connie are away. So I asked Mara and she said Ada and Clo are willing to play babysitter for us too. They even agreed to pick us up tonight so you lovers could have some alone time.”

As Eren raised an eyebrow, his daughter quickly added, “Not my words, Ada said that.”

Eren was surprised and touched by his daughter’s thoughtfulness. She had gone through all that trouble so he and Armin could have some time alone together and Eren was proud and grateful. His baby girl was growing up indeed.

“Baby, that’s really nice of you. Thank you. And I’ll call the girls and thank them too.” He couldn’t forget that Connie’s girls were also helping for that.

“I told you to stop calling me baby, I’m no longer a kid.”

“You will always be my baby girl. But still, thank you, Andrea.”

“You’re welcome Dad.”

“What about me, Daddy?” Derrek’s voice in the background made them both laugh. Eren reassured him too.

“You’re daddy’s baby too. Thank you, pookie.”

“Daddy, what’s a va-len-ty day?”

“No, no pookie. It’s something only adults do. You’re too young for that right now.”

Eren chuckled at his daughter’s response. It was quiet after that, Eren going over plans for a last minute evening out with him and his husband. He would have to check with various places when he got to work.

Eren came back home that evening, feeling tired but accomplished.

Although it hadn’t been easy, he had been able to make them reservations for Armin’s favorite Italian restaurant and a night at an exclusive beach cottage not far from their area. He was rather happy knowing their evening was already laid out for them.

He opened the front door with one hand, the other trying to balance out the roses and box of chocolate he had picked up on his way back.

“I’m home!” He knew Armin and their kids were back since his car was in the driveway. He could only assume that the other car belonged to Connie’s girls.

The sound of running had him brace himself for what he knew was his son welcoming him back.

“Daddy! You’re home!”

The little boy hugged his feet before he grabbed his hand and tried to drag him further inside.

“Hurry! Papa made a big surprise for you and he said you have to see it. It’s pretty!”

“No, pookie. Not now. Pop said it was a surprise.” His daughter was already at the door, prying her brother hand away from him and picking him up. “It’s just like when you get your present at Christmas. You don’t know what’s inside the package but you’re excited to find out right?” She waited for her brother to nod before she continued. “That’s the same thing with surprises. You don’t tell people about the surprise until it’s time.”

The little tyke frowned and then as though finally reaching a conclusion, nodded to himself.

“So daddy you have to wait to see the surprise.”

Eren chuckled “Okay pookie. Daddy will wait. Hey, Andy! Where’s dad?”

“Hey Pop! Dad’s talking to Clo and Mara. We were waiting for you to come before we left. By the way, those are really nice.” She said pointing out to the roses.

“Really nice.” Derrek repeated, imitating his sister and Eren smiled.

“Thank you kids. Let me go say hi to dad.” As if summoned, Armin appeared in the hallway, with Clotis and Mara Springer in tow. The moment they reached him, Armin was giving him a peck on the mouth.

“Welcome home, babe. Are-”

“Papa!” They turned to see their 4 year-old holding out his arms toward his father. Armin picked up their son and listened to him ramble about telling on the surprise too early. Eren greeted their friends daughters

“Clotis! Mara! How are you kids?”

“Good evening, Mr. Jaeger!”

“Evening uncle. We’ll just get Der and Andy out of your hair and will be on our way.”

“Thank you for taking care of the kids. We haven’t seen you in a long time, Clotis. How is university?”

“Everything’s good.”

They chatted for a bit before they all went out. Then, Armin and Eren stood on their front porch, watching their children wave at them as Clotis drove them away.  

“Let’s hope everything goes well.” Armin said next to him and Eren could detect some worry in his voice.

“I’m sure it will. Both Clotis and Adelaide are there and they’re reliable kids. Don’t worry.” Eren hugged his husband with one hand, dropping a soft kiss in his hair.

“You’re right, I shouldn’t worry. They’re pitching in to help us spend Valentine’s day together.” Armin pressed closer to him and hugged back. They went back inside and closed the door behind them.

“So we’re alone for the rest of the night.”  

“Yeah.” Eren presented the roses and box of chocolate he had been holding. “And those are for you.”

“Well Mr. Jaeger, those are some beautiful roses you got me.”

“Nothing is too beautiful for you.”

“Flattery and poetry will get you anywhere. Let’s keep the chocolate for later. Desert maybe?”

“How about tomorrow? What do you say we head out tonight and have ourselves a date?”

Armin shook his head negatively and Eren frowned.

“Don’t make that face. I don’t feel like going out tonight.”

“What? But it’s Valentine’s day!”

“You’re saying that as if we celebrate it every year.” Armin snorted. “Anyway, I’m not against having a Valentine but I prefer we stay in and have a little romantic evening here.”

“But, I made us reservations for…”

Armin cupped his face between his hands and slanted his mouth against his, effectively him shutting up. He pushed his tongue past Eren’s lips assuredly and took control. Eren sighed when his husband’s teeth rasped over his lips, before he sucked on each sensually. Forgetting all about his earlier protests, he lost himself in the hungry kiss his husband had initiated. When his hands started drifting across Armin’s slender back and grabbed his hips to get him closer, Armin pulled back and looked at him.

“Stop worrying about reservations. I don’t care about any of that. I just want to spend more time with you.” Armin went back in, this time for a light, teasing kiss. His hand traveled up Eren’s shoulder, down his chest to finally palm his semi-erected shaft through his trousers. Eren groaned slightly, hips pushing into his husband welcoming hand.

“I’ve made preparations for a private romantic night for us here, right at home. With dinner, candles, bubble bath, music and … more.” His voice became low and husky at the last word, filling Eren’s mind with pictures of him and Armin in various x-rated positions. Or maybe it was all due to the hand still stroking him with deliberate slowness.

“What do you say, honey?”

“Fuck Armin, how do you want me to think when you’re doing that?” Eren’s lips bucked as Armin gripped his cock, hard. “Anything… anything you want, babe.”

Armin chuckled, low and sexy and took his hand away. Eren frustrated sigh didn’t’ escape him.

“Patience, patience. Now…”

He grabbed Eren’s hand and pulled him toward the living room.  “You’re going to wait for me here and not go anywhere near the bedroom before I tell you to. I grabbed you some clothes you could change in before dinner. They’re right over there.”

Eren saw the clothes folded on one arm of the couch and nodded. Armin went toward the stereo and soon sultry music filled the room.  

“Hmm, Good. Now let me go and get everything ready and then we’ll be ready for dinner and … the rest of the evening.”

Armin said the last words with a smile that could only be described as sexy and liquid like fire licked through Eren’s body. He was definitely looking forward to the evening.

“Wow, do I feel full!” Eren rubbed his stomach with a satisfied smile and heard Armin’s laughter across the table.

“Dinner was delicious. I swear this restaurant was created by a divine hand.”

“I didn’t even know that place delivered food. Seeing how expensive and snob like they can get…”

“Well I have my ways.” Armin said with a secret smile.

“You do, indeed.” Eren raised his glass of wine for a toast. “To the beautiful, charming and resourceful man who became a wonderful husband, partner and father.”

Armin joined in. “And to the wonderful, hard-working and handsome man who fills my days with love and laughter and gave me amazing children. May we always be together.”

“Always together.”

They both drank their wine and made idle talk for a while. Once they were done, Eren helped Armin with the dishes and before long they were back in the couch, sitting close together. Armin had brought what was left of the bottle of wine back with them and they sipped at it while they talked.

At various moments of the night Armin erupted in laughter at something his husband said and each time it happened, Eren couldn’t tear his eyes away. They had dimmed the lights of the living room and used some scented candles instead. Eren couldn’t get over the way the light played across his husband’s happy face, creating a golden reflection in his hair and blue eyes. Armin was beautiful. A human angel for all intent and purpose. An angel who could be very devious when he wanted to and captivated Eren even after more than twenty years together. Eren gripped his glass tightly as he drained it, itching as he was to get his hands on his lover.

“Armin…”

At that moment, one of their favorite song started up and their eyes met. Eren took Armin’s hand and took him to the small space Armin had freed for them next to the fireplace. They danced at a slow pace, bodies locked in an intimate embrace and feet following the very same rhythm. Eren heard Armin sigh against him and looked at his blond head resting against his chest.

“It’s been a long time since we could relax like this. I never really thought about that until now.”

Eren nodded.

“With work, the kids and everything else it’s hard to find time for just us. Still…” His hand covered Armin’s right hand and pressed it to his chest. “I wouldn’t want our life any other way.”

“Same. Andy and Der are everything I wanted and more. You too.” Armin looked at him, eyes shining with a mixture of love, adoration and desire. “Thanks for being my friend, best friend and lover. I love you Eren, with all of my heart.”

Eren felt his pulse race with elation, just like that first time Armin had told him he loved him, so many years ago. Hearing his husband say that never felt old.  

“I love you too.” He kissed his forehead. “So damn much, sunshine.” He kissed his nose. “Everything about you.” His lips closed on Armin’s bottom lip, pulling on it so softly. “And I want you so bad. Always.”

This time he kissed him fully, no longer satisfied with the teasing. Their hands roamed over each other with a certain sense of urgency, caressing any skin they had access to, slipping under their clothes to fondle nipples and cock to full hardness. It felt like they were catching fire all at once and they both growled in their kisses.

It took Armin pressing forward and rutting against him for them to decide they couldn’t wait anymore.  Grabbing his lover butt, Eren pulled him up until the other man could wrap his legs around his hips. Armin pulled away, panting.

“The bedroom. Follow the path of petals.”

Eren nodded before their mouth fused to each other again. Carefully, he took the stairs to their room where he followed the petals until he reached the bathroom. While Eren couldn’t take a look at the bedroom with his mouth and hands busy on his lover, the scenery waiting for him in the bathroom was another story. Rose petals were scattered across the floor, covering the floor in it entirety almost. More petals covered the edge and corners of their bathtub. Candles littered the place from sink to bathtub, their soothing scents filling the room. Eren put Armin down and looked around him, surprised.

“Wow, Armin This must have taken you so long…”

“Actually no. Andy and Der were very happy to help. Wait until you see what they did to the bed.”

Though he wasn’t facing his husband, Eren could hear the smile in his voice as well as his fondness no doubt thinking about the kids. His husband moved past him to their big bathtub, poured in what seemed like bubble bath soap and turned the faucet on.  After verifying the temperature, he came back toward his husband, his face a mixture of lust and anticipation.

“Now. Where were we?” His hands went around Eren’s shoulders.

“On this.” Their lips met again, with even more urgency and passion than earlier. Soon their hands were pulling at their clothes, with the tops coming off first. Their pants followed soon.  

Pulling back again, Armin turned away from Eren and took down his briefs. Eren went to pull his husband back to him but Armin sauntered over the bathtub and sat on its petal filled edge. Facing his lover completely, he spread his legs wide, leaving his body bare to Eren’s eyes.

And look Eren did as he groaned. His cock twitched under his boxers when Armin slid his hands across his chest, pinching and pulling at the tight buds there until he was hissing with pain and pleasure.

“Feels so good, Honey.”

“I-I can tell.” Eren didn’t add that his own nipples were tingling with him imagining Armin doing the same thing to him. Throat dry, his eyes feasted on the thick cock he knew so well. He could see it throb with each twist of Armin’s hands on his chest. Armin didn’t touch it for a long time preferring to focus on his chest. When Armin finally reached down, he gripped his cock in one firm stroke, from bottom to tip, and soon after brought his fingers to his mouth. Eren moaned with his husband when he started sucking on those fingers.

That was hot. Way too hot and Eren wanted to taste really badly.

“Damn, baby…”

Armin crooked a finger in his direction, beckoning him closer. Eren went in, licking his lips as images of blowing his sexy husband filled his head. Yet Armin had something else in mind when Eren reached him. Leaning forward, he mouthed at his husband boxer covered-cock, biting teasingly and sucking he left the material damp. Was his heart beating too fast or was the pounding coming from his cock?  Eren couldn’t tell and didn’t care. His husband was going to kill him at this rate.

“God, what you do to me…”

His lover pulled his briefs down and freed his cock for his hands. Eren swore under his breath again at the way his lover looked straight at his face while pumping away at it. Then his tongue darted out and licked at the spongy head.

“Fuck Armin… I can’t- Fuck I don’t want to come like this.”

Pushing his lover away, Eren dropped between his legs and without hesitation dove on his thick cock. Armin cried out, his hands closing into tight fists against the bathtub. Eren kept his focus on his lover, sucking him fast and hard, throwing tongue and teeth in the mix and knowing it would drive his lover crazy. Armin swore loudly and closed his eyes. The long string of groaning that followed made Eren glad that their children were out for the night. Armin was always a loud lover, even under normal circumstances. But tonight, he was louder than usual and Eren was loving it. It fueled him so much he had to grip his cock and will himself to calm down. He didn’t want to come, at least not until he was deep inside his husband. Till then…

“Eren! Honey, I’m coming!”

… He would focus on making Armin climax. He increased his pace and before long had Armin come in gushing spurts inside his mouth. Eren swallowed after each shot and only pulled off the spent but still hard cock when Armin’s body went lax. Looking up, he found his blue eyes, hazy with the recent orgasm.

“Fuck. Sometimes I forget how talented your mouth is.” Armin said in between pants.

“Hmm hmm” Eren nudged at his balls with his nose and gave a tentative lick. Armin’s spent cock twitched and Eren grinned. “That’s why I’m here to always remind you.”

“Sure enough.” Taking hold of his arm, Armin pulled him up and kissed him, moaning at the taste in Eren’s mouth. Then he gestured toward the tub.

“Now honey, inside the tub.” Eren didn’t need to be asked twice. Warm water surrounded him as he sat inside and his hand swept over the bubbles. He heard a sound and turned to another hot sight. Armin was standing with one leg propped on the bathtub edge and a hand working actively behind him. Eren groaned knowing

“God, baby. Are you trying to kill me?”

Armin giggled and shook his head. “Ah! Just getting ready for a good ride.”

He entered the bath and immediately sat astride Eren’s hips. Eren grabbed his neck and pulled his mouth down for a kiss. Under the water his hands settled on Armin’s ass and he spread him to play with his twitching orifice. Slowly, they started moving against each other again. Armin was hard again in no time at all and Eren didn’t waste any more time. Positioning himself under his lover, he pushed his hips down sliding into him. He couldn’t wait anymore.

Their coupling didn’t last long. The moment Eren was buried inside his lover, their bodies were in motion. Holding Eren’s shoulder in a tight grip, Armin rode him, hard and fast. His hips motion met Eren’s, who kept ramming up, pushing his cock in as deep as it could get. Their mouth met again, tongue twisting and teeth pulling at whatever flesh they could find.They made love to every part of their body they could find, with their mouths, hands and lower parts. The bath water moved in wild waves around them, the bubbles hiding everything past their shoulders.

When they finally let go, it was with lots of yelling and swearing. Eren came first, yelling out Armin’s name and gripping his hips so hard he knew it would leave traces. Then Armin came, his hand still working on his shaft through his orgasm. They held tight on each other, breathing harshly as they rode the waves of pleasure. Then they laid there, spent and but completely satisfied.

“We better not be having sex like this every day. Dying early isn’t in my plans.” Armin said against his chest.”If we keep at it all night, don’t be surprised if we get another one on the way soon.”

“I wouldn’t mind another kid.” Eren bursted out of laughter as Armin hit his shoulder. To himself, he thought he wouldn’t mind having another kid made on Valentine’s day. What better day to conceive a child than on the one celebrating love?

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Starting

                     ❤ ❤ Eremin Valentine Week-end ❤ ❤

Title: Starting Author: Green Serpent Rating: T Genre: Fluff Universe: Modern AU Prompt By: anon

Prompt: “One of them comfort the other after a bad break-up.”   

It was cold and windy outside; Eren’s hair was all messy and his lips hurt. He entered the bar and felt glad he had escaped the dreadful weather. Taking his freezing hands out of his coat’s pockets, he ran them through his locks, so maybe they wouldn’t look so bad. It didn’t matter much how he looked, though, it was not like he was there to impress anyone. All he wanted was some drinks, so maybe he could forget about what had happened earlier that day. What a depressing way to spend a Saturday night; he snorted at the thought. Taking his jacket off, he sat at the counter, and there he was meant to remain for the next hours.

Warm from two, maybe three drinks, Eren rested his head on the hard wood, looking at his almost empty glass, if it weren’t for the small cubes of ice in it. He wasn’t drunk enough, not yet. He sighed and lifted his head, ready to order another drink. It was when he felt someone’s presence getting closer to his right side. He looked up and saw a guy. Blonde, small frame, blue eyes, shy smile. The guy seemed to be looking at him and it took Eren a few seconds to register that he was saying something.

“Hi.”

Why was that guy talking to him anyway? Eren sat up properly and looked at him.

“Sorry if I startled you. Are you alright?”

Was it concern on the stranger’s eyes? Well, he was indeed asking him if “he was alright”. Did he look so bad? He hadn’t even drink that much to look bad yet, but maybe it showed how much he felt like trash. Eren looked down and decided to answer.

“Let’s say I’m as well as I can be right now.” “Rough day?” “You could say so.” “Mind telling me? By the way, I’m Armin, what’s your name?” “Eren.” He answered after a few seconds of wondering what he should say. That man was a stranger, after all. In any way, maybe it would feel better to let it out a bit. He sighed and continued. “There’s not much to tell. My boyfriend broke up with me today, that’s all.” “One day before the Valentine’s… That’s...” “It fucking sucks, I know.” He saw how Armin looked genuinely bad about it. He had something in his eyes, a deepness that took Eren in and made him feel comfortable to just say what was in his mind. “I had so many plans for tomorrow, and now, all gone. So I’m here.” “Liked him that much?”

Eren was taken aback by the question. He had never thought about it. He liked his ex, though how deep his feelings were, he didn’t know. Now, he only felt hurt. He had invested himself in that relationship, but the moment they broke up, he felt puzzled. What was he going to do without that? His head was spinning and nothing but confusing thoughts came in. He couldn’t figure it out.

“We had been together for over three years and I don’t even know how it ended.” Eren said, trying to find the right words. “He just said he wanted freedom.” “Better than have him cheating on you.” Armin took a sip of his own drink, but never took his eyes from Eren. “I guess so. But what about you? What brings you here?” “Nothing special.” Armin shrugged. “Just didn’t want to be alone. My friends are all going to be with their lovers throughout the weekend and I’m the only one alone.” “So, let’s have a drink.” “Sure.”

Less than two hours later, Eren was stepping inside Armin’s apartment. How had that happened and how the blonde had his lips attached to his, he didn’t even know. It simply did happen and now he was holding the smaller guy’s waist and pressing their bodies together. Suddenly, a surge of reality came to clear his thoughts. That was simply crazy. Earlier that day, he was confirming the reservation for a restaurant to celebrate Valentine’s day together with his boyfriend, and now he was a single man, making out with a stranger, inside that said stranger’s apartment. He hadn’t done anything like that ever since he started dating and it never crossed his thoughts to be in that kind of situation ever again. Yet, there he was. Armin suddenly broke the kiss, and, looking at Eren right in the eye, he smiled. There was shyness, but, at the same time, he saw a hint of lust. It was as if he was asking for permission. Eren stood there, having had realized what was happening, and he was truly confused. Armin’s kiss had been satisfying, it really was, but was it the right thing to do? Should he really engage in anything more than that with the stranger? It felt forbidden, like he was betraying his boyfriend. Well, now ex, who was probably doing something similar with some random man out there.

“Hey, Eren.” Armin began, his arms wrapped around Eren’s neck. “What?” “Do you really want this? Because I want.”

Armin bit his lips, a little hesitantly. It was all that Eren needed to lose it. It could be the alcohol, or some weird effect that Armin’s eyes had on him; all he knew was that his insides were growing hotter by the second, and the urge to have that man on his arms was greater than anything on that moment. Greater than the pain of being dumped, the pain of suddenly losing something that he had been leaning on for over three years. Screw everything, the jerk of his ex, or any convention he was trying to hold on to. He wanted that person just as much as the other claimed to want him. Armin smiled and joined their lips again in a feverish kiss, his tongue making its way inside Eren’s mouth, locking him in an embrace. Armin had seen the answer in Eren’s eyes, he was sure. That was what they both wanted. Nothing mattered anymore but the heat and the touches. Eren had never felt so alive.

The sunlight hit his eyes as if it could burn them. Eren felt a slight headache piercing his temples. He didn’t get as drunk as he was originally planning, but it seemed that the drinks he had were enough to leave him with a light hangover. It took some seconds for him to process what was happening. He wasn’t home, that wasn’t his bed. He looked at his left, turning his head. The only thing he could see was a head full of blonde hair, peeking from under the blanket. Yes, that had happened. He had spent the night with a stranger he picked up on a bar. How weird was that? Even so, he didn’t feel any regrets. He felt free, as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He remembered his ex-boyfriend’s words, “I feel locked in this relationship. I’m sorry, Eren. I like you, but I need air”. Maybe that’s what he was talking about. Now, Eren felt like he could breathe. Their relationship became something that he depended on, something that went from love to obligation and only now he could see. Eren motioned to get up, only to feel Armin turning under the sheets. The blonde guy slowly set up, rubbing his eyes. Adorable, Eren thought. He had never felt such things for someone he had just met. It took months for him to start feeling anything for his ex, but this… Was it the thrill of the situation? He didn’t know what to think about it, and decided to let it go for the moment when Armin looked at him.

“Good morning.”, Armin said, a smile gracing his features. “Good morning.” “Are you alright?”

Eren remembered that that same sentence was said the night before. One of the first things Armin had said to him. The answer would have to be different now, though. “Aside from a headache, I’m feeling great.” A shy smile appeared on his lips as he said it. A rosy shade colored Armin’s face and his eyes lighted up. “Want some medicine?” “I think it’s better to eat something first.” “Yeah.” They stood there, looking at each other’s faces for a while. Now sober and under clear light, Eren could take in Armin’s beauty. He hadn’t paid attention enough to his features, but now… He was breathless. His eyes looked as two gems, staring at him. He could drown in their blue, and that’s how he felt, as if he was drowning peacefully in calm waters. He felt a mix of relief and an unknown feeling that made his heart aware. He didn’t want to make it stop, though. Suddenly, Armin looked at his lap, breaking their eye contact. Eren was still dazed.

“Hey, I was thinking…”, Armin started, but hesitated. “Tell me.” “It’s just that… Do you have anything to do today?” Eren was taken by surprise. “No.” “Well, today is Valentine’s day and… Do you want to do something? I mean, the two of us?”

All that while, Eren hadn’t thought what was going to come next. Armin wanted to spend time with him and that was enough. They could figure it out later. “Well… I’m here already, aren’t I?” Eren laughed and Armin followed. “Any plans?” “I think we should clean ourselves first.” Armin said, still laughing. Well, they hadn’t taken a shower after what happened between them. Eren liked how intimate it felt when Armin said that. “Then, what about we go out for breakfast and figure the rest out?” “I think it’s a good idea.”

Everything seemed to be as it should. Eren had long forgotten he had just broken up with his ex-boyfriend. Armin’s laughter seemed to wash away everything. What was going to happen between afterwards, they should also figure out later. That day, he would spend with Armin without thinking too hard. He now had someone to go to that restaurant he had reservations to. It seemed like a good start.

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Highway of Love

                     ❤ ❤ Eremin Valentine Week-end ❤ ❤

Title: Highway of Love Author: Psycho Rating: Teen Genre: Angst Universe: Modern Prompt By: Anonymous

Prompt: Maybe something like Armin gets into a car crash a few days prior to Valentine's Day and is injured pretty badly (no coma though), so on Valentine's Day Eren comes up to the hospital and surprises him with flowers and chocolate? ;u; Please and thank you!

Armin never imagined he would make such a stupid mistake in his life. Sure he had made a small one here or there but nothing to this degree. But sure enough two days ago Armin had managed to slip on a patch of black ice and slammed his car around a light pole. Unfortunately for him, the impact was on the driver’s side. Armin didn’t remember much of that night besides the pain. Now currently he was lying asleep in a hospital bed with a few broken ribs, a broken leg, whiplash and severe bruises to his head. It was the first time in a while that Armin had slept more than five hours due to the pain. But that tranquility was only to be short lived. Soon flashes of the accident began to intertwine themselves with his dream.

“And I will always love you!” Blared on the radio as Armin was driving home from work. Armin had one hundred and one things going on on his head and the last thing he wanted to worry about was finding a song on the radio.

“Looks like I will have to spend my Valentines working rather than with Eren.” Armin sighed sadly to himself. He was looking forward to his first Valentines with Eren but his boss had given everybody extra work for this weekend.

“Well if I get home fast enough I maybe able to get at least half of it done tonight and then the rest tomorrow so I can spend at least Sunday with Eren.” Armin spoke while he pushed a little harder on his gas pedal to speed up a little. He was already going faster than the highway speed limit and now he was going way too fast.

It was not long after Armin sped up that he began to feel his car slide around a little but he soon managed to get his car under control.

“Looks like it is a little sl...Ahh!” Armin screamed as he suddenly lost complete control of his speeding car that was now headed right for the light post. Armin’s mind was frosted over, unsure of what just happened. Armin didn’t feel the trickle of blood that ran down his forehead. His vision was hazy and his senses were damaged.

The last thing that Armin remember before blacking out was pain.

Lots and lots of pain.

“Ahhhh!” Armin screamed jolting awake causing pain to shoot through his body.

“Armin shh, it’s okay baby. It’s okay, you're here in the hospital remember?” Eren whispered soothingly, petting Armins hand.

“Eren.” Armin gasped, starting to tear up.

“Shh. It’s okay I’m here. It’s okay. You’re okay.”

“No it’s not okay. I was so stupid. I was speeding on the highway so I could get home faster to finish my work before Valentine's day. But I ended up wrecking my car and ending up in the hospital. Hugh, I am so stupid.”

“Yeah you are stupid. You are stupid for speeding when you shouldn’t have been. But as long as you are okay everything is alright. The car can be replaced but you, Armin Arlert, cannot. You don’t know how scared I was when I got the call that you were in the hospital because of an accident. I was scared I was never going to see your adorable little face again.”

“I’m sorry I put you through this. I would understand if you didn’t want to see me again... I mean we haven’t been dating long and I put you through all that.”

“Armin, if you think I am going to dump your amazing little booty over an accident then you’re wrong. I have had a crush on you since I first met you when we were kids. And now that I actually have the chance to date you I am not letting you go. You are mine and I am yours.”

“You're still as sappy as our first date.”

“Come on give me some credit it is Valentine's day after all. Speaking of Valentine’s, I got you a little something.” Eren says reaching down underneath his chair to pull out a dozen roses and a box of chocolates.”

“Eren! You got me all of this but I thought you said yesterday since I was in the hospital we weren't going to give each other gifts.”

“Yeah I may have lied. Besides once you are out of the hospital and all healed up you can give me my present.” Eren said. smiling suggestively.

“Just come cuddle with me stupid.”

“But I am a sexy stupid right.”

“What ever boosts your ego more.”

Armin laughed as Eren got into the hospital bed beside him.

“You know I love you, right Armin?”

“Of course I do. Who wouldn’t love me?”

“Yeah, yeah and you call me egotistical.” Eren mumbled, pressing his lips against his blonde boyfriend, efficiently shutting him up.

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Wilted Roses

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Title: Wilted Roses Author: Kris10 Rating: Explicit Genre: Smut Universe: Modern Prompt By: MoonsDragonsGrace

Prompt: request for kris10: armin works at a small little flower shop and have a thing for bad boys but unbeknownst to him a dark haired boy has had a eye on him for a while eren the all around player bad boy meets armin one day while walking by and randomly stop in is it love at first sight? will the spark grow in eren? and will armin be able to hide his burning desire. submitted for the eremin valentine. :)

Armin hummed as he moved flowers around and organized them by colour. That was just how he was. Armin sighed as he looked outside the window of the old flower shop, seeing boyfriends and girlfriends buying gifts for their partner. What was Armin doing for Valentines?

Spending time with his right hand.  

Armin hadn’t been in a relationship ever since his last boyfriend broke up with him even though the asshole was the one who cheated. Armin did have a thing for jerks though. The better term for it would be bad boys. Armin didn’t understand why but he was attracted to the boys who snuck out once the entire family was sound asleep. Or the ones that skipped class just to smoke with his friends. Those were the boys that had Armin’s heart soaring. But no one would expect it from sweet, little Armin.

“Ahem.”

Armin jumped at the gruff voice that sounded through the small store. Armin straightened himself and stood before the stranger, ready to ask what they wanted but froze. What stood before him was the definition of hot. Armin’s eyes bugged out of his head at the brunette male who looked around uninterested. His hair was a nice chocolate brown and framed his face well. Though he wore a beanie so most of his hair was covered besides the little ends. He wore baggy jeans that almost looked ready to slip off. His runners looked old, as if he wore them lots. His shirt was black, covered in a nice grayish hoodie that was rolled up to his elbows. Armin barely noticed the key necklace that sat nicely on the mysterious guy’s chest.

“Are you going to stare at me all day or actually do you job and help me find some flowers, blondie?”

“U-Uh, right! O-Of course! Anything you’re looking for in particular, sir?” Armin asked, walking back behind the counter to grab the book with all the flowers the shop had to offer.

“First, call me Eren. Makes me feel old when you call me sir and shit. Second, that’s why I’m here. I don’t know what I’m looking for.”

Eren dug a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, bringing his lighter with him. Armin eyed Eren strangely, not sure if the brunette saw the ‘no smoking inside’ sign at the front of the store. Too bad Armin’s bosses were out for the weekend, leaving Armin in charge.

“Uh there’s no smoking inside the store…” Armin mumbled. Eren looked at Armin with a smirk and eyes half lidded, almost challenging.

“You going to do something about it? Throw me down or something? I like it rough, you know~”

Armin’s heart was pounding in his chest when the brunette leaned forward, getting beyond the blonde’s personal bubble. Armin coughed before backing up and trying his hardest to glare. Though he couldn’t deny, Eren was extremely sexy while looking like that with a cigarette between his heart shaped lips.

“W-Well I’d have to kick you out of the store.”

“Come on, man. It’s Valentine’s Day! The day where couples eat chocolate and chicks look sexy or the other way around.”

“Yeah well I’m single so I don’t care about that. Today is just a regular Sunday for me.” Armin grumbled, opening the book with the many flowers the store had in stock. Eren seemed almost not interested while his eyes scanned the book, all the while glancing up at Armin from time to time.

“What do you like?”

“What I like doesn’t matter. Maybe I could help you out, though. Who are you buying flowers for anyways?”

A smirk creeped up on Eren’s lips as he looked Armin up and down with a predatory glint in his eyes.

“Well he’s about this tall,” Eren placed a hand on Armin’s head, almost too roughly since the blonde staggered a bit. “With blonde hair and blue eyes. He also works at a flower store…”

Armin gulped, not sure if Eren was hinting at him or someone else. Obviously it was him, though.

“W-What meaning do you want? Each colour has it’s own meaning. I’m thinking roses would be your best bet but what colour?”

“I’ve been watching him for a while now. He’s extremely cute and I’m actually in love with him. You’re the professional so tell me what colour that’d be.”

Armin was sure his face was as red as the roses that were meant for love. Gosh, why did this have to happen today? He was sure he was going to be spending Valentine's Day with his right hand. Armin didn’t say anything, just left to go to the back to retrieve the roses. Eren stared at Armin’s round rump as the blonde walked away, smirking to himself. He’d be balls deep up in that ass tonight or die trying.

“So we only have eight red roses left, would that be-”

“That’s fine.” Eren interrupted, puffing out a ball of smoke. Eren noticed how Armin was flustered and nearly shaking. A vivid picture came to Eren’s mind. Armin, trembling, beneath him while sweating and moaning his name. Armin begging to be fucked but Eren wanting to take his time and tease the poor flower shop worker.

“...... everything for you?”

“Huh?” Eren almost moaned but bit his lip to stop himself.

“I said, is that everything for you?” Armin asked, not even realizing what Eren pictured just then nor the tent in his boxers.

“I’d also like your number and you in the back, right now.”

“What do yo-”

Armin never got to finish his sentence when Eren leaned against the counter and pressed a hard kiss to the blonde’s open mouth. The kiss was slow and rough, causing all thoughts to flee Armin’s head in that very moment. Reality caught up with Armin when he realized what Eren meant by wanting him in the back.

Eren didn’t waste any time by pushing Armin in the back room, following soon after with hungry lips against the blonde’s. Armin moaned, hands finding themselves in brown locks. Armin didn’t know how or when he got pinned to the wall but he wasn’t complaining. A thigh pressed between his legs, rubbing roughly against the bulge in his pants.

“Ah!”

“Sensitive?” Eren asked, smirking with a smug glint in his eyes.

“I-It’s been a while.” Armin admitted, trying to keep his moans in. Eren said nothing but dropped heavily to his knees. Armin looked questioning for a second before he caught on to what Eren was doing. Eren already had his fly down and pants halfway down his thighs when Armin blushed and tried to shy away. Eren looked up, hands holding Armin at bay.

“What do you want, Armin?”

“I-I wan-”

Armin stopped when a groan bubbled out from his throat when Eren decided now would be a good time to lightly nibble at Armin’s erection behind his boxers. Eren kept eye contact with Armin the entire time, half smiling at the way Armin was already becoming wrecked without being completely touched. Eren would make sure he’d have this cutie screaming his name to the heavens above. Finally, Eren pulled down Armin’s boxers, grinning at the squeak the brunette heard from the blue eyed male. Armin covered his face in his hands, peeking through the cracks of his fingers. Eren was just staring at him, not even saying or doing anything. Armin blushed harder than he thought he ever would when Eren wrapped one hand around him.

“W-What’re you doing?” Armin asked.

“Oh I’m just looking at ya. I honestly thought your cock would be like two fries stuck together.” Eren teased.

“WHY YOU- AH!”

Armin’s retort was silenced when Eren leaned forward, placing light licks along the head of Armin’s member. Guess Eren was the master of shutting Armin up. Armin threw his head back, feeling his legs go weak. Once Eren was satisfied with his teasing, he engulfed Armin’s head and sucked harshly.

“F-FUCK!” Armin cried.

“I didn’t know you had such colourful language~”

And there Eren went again, taunting the embarrassed male. Before Armin could even form words, Eren was bobbing his head, not caring what Armin had to say at the moment. To Eren, Armin tasted sweet. He just wanted more, more, more. Eren moaned to himself, picking up the pace which caused Armin to scream. Eren was sure the other stores nearby could hear  Armin’s wails of pleasure. At least everyone knew who was taking him. Eren pulled back for a near second, slicking his fingers until they were soaked. Armin whimpered at the loss of pleasure, not having expected that.

“How do you feel?” Eren asked as he slowly pushed in two of his fingers into Armin’s tight heat. Armin jumped, not expecting the feeling so soon.

“G-Good…”

“Do you enjoy when your cock is down my throat? Hmm, Armin?”

“S-Shut up!”

Armin moaned loudly when Eren’s fingers found a deep spot within him, rubbing just enough to make his mind hazy and his vision fill with stars. Eren smirked, lightly gazing the spot before grounding right into it. Armin’s head threw back as a loud, long groan left his lips. This was perfect. Eren couldn’t deny, nor would he, that Armin was extremely sexy. Especially sweat glistened and wrecked out, as he was. As soon as it started, it stopped when Eren pulled his fingers back and stood to tower over the small blonde, who attempted to catch his breath at the sudden change.

“Are you ready, baby doll?”

Armin trembled at the nickname, biting his lip to suppress a whimper. Eren was already pulling down his pants and boxers, smirking at the way Armin’s eyes trailed down below his waistline. Eren pressed the tip against Armin’s entrance, sliding it in slowly and relishing in the gasp he received from the smaller male. At first, Eren didn’t move. Armin was trying to act strong but it was obvious he was trying not to cry. Eren smiled softly, pressing gentle kisses along Armin’s flushed cheeks. Armin had his eyes squeezed shut when Eren started rolling his hips.

“E-Eren-”

“Shhhhhhhhh.” Eren soothed, bringing a hand down to wrap around Armin’s leaking cock. A few strokes was all it took for Armin to be whimpering in pleasure rather than pain. Eren started off slow, almost too lazy for Armin’s liking, but it gave the blonde enough time to adjust.

“H-Hurry up..” Armin demanded, rocking his hips to prove a point. Eren just smirked, grabbing Armin’s hips before thrusting into Armin’s tight, small hole. Armin grabbed at Eren’s shoulders to steady himself, considering the amount of force Eren was putting in each thrust was almost sending him through the wall. Eren slammed his lips onto Armin’s swallowing each little noise Armin was making. Eren’s hands gripped Armin’s bottom cheeks, gripping them tightly just as he pounded into Armin.

“A-Armin..” Eren grunted against the soft, plush lips of Armin.

“E-Eren.. I-I.. go-nna…”

“M-Me too..”

“Y-You feel so good..” Armin moaned, bucking his hips harder than before. Eren smirked, shoving himself just as hard back, maybe even harder.

“So d-do you.. S-So tight… Fuck.. I still have your taste on my tongue.”

Armin’s back arched as his head became light headed. Eren’s hand reached down between their bodies to pump the blonde through his orgasm.  Armin spasmed and cried, tightening around Eren’s hot cock as he came all over the brunette’s and his own chest. That’s all it took for Eren to join him, emptying himself into Armin who hissed at the feeling. Eren slid out of Armin, eyes stuck on the way his cum leaked down Armin’s thighs. Armin slid down the wall, exhausted to say the least. Eren joined him, kneeling in front of Armin with a rag to clean him off. Eren wiped down Armin first, before cleaning himself also. Armin’s eyes barely could stay open as Eren pulled him close so they could rest in the back of the store. Armin didn’t know how he would explain the mess to his bosses. But Armin didn’t care about that right now. At least he wasn’t alone this Valentines. Armin would be sure to keep in touch with Eren and possibly have much more than just a one time fling.

And it certainly beat spending Valentine's Day with his right hand.

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And we’re finally done with the prompts request! They’ve all been taken in and as promised, here is the list of all prompts we got for Valentines week-end:

Prompt 1: For the Valentine's: Armin and Eren are married and have a family and they barely have dates but Eren comes home with roses and chocolates and he and Armin try and find "alone time" c; - Anco

Prompt 2: Eren surprising Armin when he gets home. Bonus for Eren being in some skimpy red lingerie and power bottom Eren.

Prompt 3: Eren trying to confess to Armin's on Valentine's but can't think of anything and chicken out. Mikasa decides to help but Eren won't do anything to let Armin's know of his feelings. So Mikasa comes up with a plan so the confession happens without Eren realizing it.

Prompt 4: So say for Valentine's day Armin''s been taking lap dance lesson for some private time with Eren. Armin's usually shy about sex but they discover that those dancING lessons made him very inhibited.

Prompt 5: Eren and Armin are in established relationship. For the big day they decide to make chocolate but none of the two can cook. So they make a mess but have fun. Can be fluff or smut.

Prompt 6: Something with jealousy? - FearTheKeira

Prompt 7: One of them comfort the other after a bad break-up. - Green Serpent

Prompt 8: Both Eren and Armin had crushes on each other for a long time and want to confess, but they are bad at expressing their feelings so they pick out valentine cards. Surprise surprise they pick the same cards (⑅˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈ )

Prompt 9: Maybe something like Armin gets into a car crash a few days prior to Valentine's Day and is injured pretty badly (no coma though), so on Valentine's Day Eren comes up to the hospital and surprises him with flowers and chocolate? ;u; Please and thank you! - Psycho

Prompt 10: Eren gets really jealous because he thinks Armins dating Jean and Armin is texting Jean or something and Eren tells him that they're "cute " obviously jealous and Armin can't stop laughing Eren and is really confused armin likes Eren he calls him an idiot and kisses him still laughing. - Sophie

Prompt 11: So Armin asks Eren to help set up the perfect Valentine’s date for his crush. Eren, who is heartbroken, helps him out anyways. When the time comes Armin calls Eren ( maybe tells him somthing went wrong) and when Eren gets to (where ever the date is) is surprised to see Armin standing there with roses and a box of chocolates for him. Smut or sickly sweet fluff follows after.

Prompt 12: Eren and Armin are parents, and Mikasa offered to take their daughter for the night so they could out to dinner, but they end up worrying about the baby all night. - Nary

Prompt 13: What about this? The boys are exes who went out together some times ago (how long is left up to whoever takes this). They never really were over each other but see each other again on V day on one occasion or another and their old flame is reignited? I don't know. But ex boyfriends coming back together again.  - FearTheKeira

Prompt 14: I don’t know how to send a request but for a eremin valentine story, so eren and armin are walking o armin apartment because they were both loners for Valentine’s Day and decided to spend it together, they get to Armin’s apartment and maybe some really cute fluffy things happen and then eren accidentally blurts out something that hints to him liking armin. And then from there they avoid the awkwardness and eventually confess to each other. All while there snapchating Jean and Marco. And Jean is being a dick, sending eren snapchats of him and marco kissing saying thing like “ha ha loner.” Idk. But I really hope you’d right this >\\<

Prompt 15: Reincarnation au. The boys as they grow up and slowly regain their memories a little each valentines they know each other. Bonus points if combined with soulmate au.

Prompt 16: request for kris10: armin works at a small little flower shop and have a thing for bad boys but unbeknowest to him a dark haired boy has had a eye on him for a while eren the all around player bad boy meets armin one day while walking by and randomly stop in is it love at first sight? will the spark grow in eren? and will armin be able to hide his burning desire. submitted for the eremin valentine. :) - Kris10

Prompt 17:  Kids bringing love into the airEren the kind hearted daycare leader love kids ( hint the job) and meets one of the kids older brothers named armin whom hes never meet and falls hard for the blonde they start out as friends since there the same age of 22 and eren hinting around to see if armin is gay till one night eren kisses him and he finds his answer. - Tori

As mentioned before, we invite anyone to participate. You can pick whichever prompt you like and work on it. Jut use the tag #eremin valentine when you do. 

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Kids bringing love into the air

Eren the kind hearted daycare leader love kids ( hint the job) and meets one of the kids older brothers named armin whom hes never meet and falls hard for the blonde they start out as friends since there the same age of 22 and eren hinting around to see if armin is gay till one night eren kisses him and he finds his answer

Sounds cute as hell! 17th prompt.