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[rrenzwrld]

things everyone says in ‘secreto de amor’ that just makes sense ; part 2

this book is now at chapter 38…😬

i also forgot about this and i thought it would be fun to continue it ; part 1 is here!

the full thing is here if you wanna read it!

“his dick big?” — tia

“i ain’t ask you to come her to comment on my parenting, constance.” — valerie (connie’s mom)

“uh no. that’s a fucking threat.” — you

“no because you let some random ass man get you pregnant instead of me.” — you

“ohh she sound like a fellow sister, is she? … guess it runs in the family.” — tia

“everyone is tall to you…” — tia

“no i’m not taking you to the middle of nowhere to kill you. that’s the white people shit…” — connie

“i’m embarrassed…already.” — you

“you suck ass.” — connie

“yeah but i didn’t think you’d be that bad, like that was terrible. 30 seconds of time i can’t get back…” — connie

“are you fucking serious… i’m not doing that shit.” — connie

“stop being a bitch and c’mon.” — you

“you’re such a nerd.” — connie

“did too. and you’re winning me a teddy just for that.” — you

“imma nut if you do that.” — connie

“connie, you’re suffocating…me.” — you

“we’re not a couple yet and jay-z cheated on beyoncé.” — you

“immaturity is fun. where’s the fun in being mature? being mature is for losers.” — connie

“it’s a yes or no. stop shrugging before i cut your shoulders off.” — connie

“bold of you to assume you can do that.” — connie

“true. but please don’t fuck my shit up, i’ll help you n stuff but please..” — connie

“stop whining, bitch boy.” — you

“i’m so fuckin sexy.” — connie

[rrenzwrld]

everybody's fool VII

part 7 — may not be the end? who knows... | pt 5-6 here

warning! angst…

It was a cloudy, gray morning. Despite the appearance of the sky, the funeral was held outside where you would be honored in nature’s arms. A place where Eren remembered you enjoyed being. It was cold and windy but nothing moved, it was as if everything had gone still and the world had been drained of its color. It was as if the world itself was mourning you. Mourning your light, your grace, and your love.

It didn’t feel real to anyone who attended. Your casket was small, delicate and fragile but it also seemed strong and sturdy, just like you had been. Just like Eren had remembered you up until your last moments. 

Everyone had expected Eren to want to have some parting words for you but he didn’t have any. He knew he would feel funny talking to a box with you in it but not being able to say anything back to him. You wouldn’t be able to laugh at his jokes or smile at his touch. He gazed into the soft padding of the casket to see your face. Lashes softly pinned to your cheeks and hands placed delicately across your waist. The cheeks he used to pepper with kisses. The small hands he used to hold to keep him grounded. It was as if it was easy enough to shake you as if you’d wake right up and hold him. Tell him this was all a bad dream. 

Mikasa, Armin, Grisha, as well as some of his other friends were there in support of Eren as well as in your honor. Mikasa stood beside Eren, silent but persistent. he watched him closely to make sure he didn’t unravel. Armin tries to be the one to hold things together and gave a small speech on your kindness, your bravery, and your laugh. But his voice cracks halfway through and that reminded Eren of how real this was. How real your loss was. Grisha shows up unexpectedly, standing in the back of everyone near a tree with an unreadable expression. He’s there for his son and regardless if he understood it or not, Grisha understood his loss. When he lost Carla, he too lost the love of his life and didn’t know how to handle it. He didn’t expect Eren to know how either. 

When they buried you, Eren didn’t cry as he watched your casket lower into the ground beneath him. He didn’t scream or anything, he just stood there. The breeze of the wind softly tugged at his jacket as he imagined himself curled up underground with you.

It was your funeral, your homegoing, but it felt like his too. From that day on, a part of him would always be tucked into the earth with you. 

[rrenzwrld]

unforgettable ! e.yeager & a.arlert

"I got a little drank but Its not bacardi..." eren x black!fem x armin

warnings: smut, rough sex at one point, guilt, mentions of addiction, angst(?), a lot of language, constant alcohol consumption, please hold on tight

part 8. this is part 7. next part here.

the few days you spent at armin's house were quiet.

avoiding your own shared house, hoping you didn't see eren when you went shopping for clothes, it was all becoming stupid to you.

and you and armin barely shared any words, other than him asking you things like "what you want from the store?" and "do you want fast food tonight?"

but you couldn't help but feel unwanted.

maybe armin was right, you were just using him as an escape from eren, and whenever you thought eren was worth your time again, you'd go back, and ditch armin.

you cut off contact with almost everyone, including sasha and mikasa. you needed time to think some things to yourself.

but how could you do anything right now if you were face to face with the person you claimed you hated the most, his best friend, and everyone else in the group around you three?

just a couple days ago, you finally went home, eren was nowhere to be found.

you thought he'd finally come to his senses and realize you were done with his shit.

you had the house to yourself.

but to your luck, ony wanted to have a sit-down with the group, and talk like everyone normally did.

you were honestly over the whole innocent act he put on, and it was getting on your nerves. you didn't have anything to say to anyone there. bit you were dragged out of bed by sasha, who told you you had to stop isolating yourself whenever things went wrong.

not to mention the mild habit of drinking you picked up throughout the three days you'd been home alone.

checking your phone to see if you had any text from a blocked number, and if you didn't see what you wanted to see, that was a bottle.

but right now, you were sitting, quietly, connie and sasha on each side of you cackling at ony's jokes. ony, mikasa, and armin sat parallel to the three of you, while eren and jean sat across from you.

you wouldn't dare to look at his stupid face.

the face that was probably shoved between historias legs just a week and some days ago, it made you fume on the inside.

"aye, E, wassup wit you? you normally run yo mouth." ony rolled a blunt on his jeans as he manspread.

even hearing his name, gosh. you took a sip from your bottle.

everyone got quiet, waiting for a response from eren.

jean nudged him, then glanced at you. "y/n come get this dude. maybe he need some pussy." jean leaned back, looking back and forth from you to eren.

you frowned, still looking down at your drink as you twirled it in your hands. "he should know a lot about pussy."

erens eyes shot up to you, but they had no expression.

if they did, you couldn't tell.

"damn." connie mumbled, leaning back. he then grabbed the drink from you, forgetting what he told you beside the house.

sasha leaned her head on your shoulder, missing you from the past week, but feeling sorry for you at the same time.

"what she talm bout, E?" ony dabbed his blunt with his tongue, dragging his eyes from you, to eren.

eren took his eyes off of you, and then shrugged, looking down at his shoe as he stretched his leg. "ion know."

"beefing again?" jean looked at you.

you looked at jean and tilt your head over a little. "why you even talkin to me?"

everyones eyebrows raised, including jean's, and he held his hands up in defense. "damn, my bad. just tryna see what my boy did to get you this pissed off."

you scoffed, leaning back as sasha got off your shoulder. she squint at jean. "shut up, jean."

ony waved his hands. "hol up, what the fuck is goin on?" he tried to laugh off the tension, but it was thick enough to where everyone felt suffocated. everyone but you and eren.

eren shrugged, looking at ony, then over to you. "ion know. what is goin on y/n?"

your eyebrows pressed together. "boy– the fuck up."

"wait, y'all aint on good terms?" ony frowned, sitting up and putting his blunt on the table. eren threw his head back, laughing to himself a little and shaking his head.

"ion know, but I know her way of breaking up wit me was blocking my number for no reason."

no damn way he tried to sit here and play victim.

you scoffed again, leaning up. "you can sit here and fake in front of yo homeboys, but I know what happened."

eren shook his head again, sitting up just like you and resting his elbows on his knees. "what happened then? please tell me."

you didnt even know where to start.

or if you wanted to.

"okay, what happened at the party wit you and historia? or is that too big of a question for you to answer?" you clamped your hands together.

everyone looked at eren, and he stared at you, dumbfounded.

there it was, the look he gave you when he tried to pretend he didnt know a certain bitch or when he tried to say you were doing too much.

"historia?" jean frowned, looking at eren.

"historiaaaa, yes, historia. his ex." you clapped one time.

mikasa smiled at you, then turned her attention to eren. "eren, you were with historia?"

eren continued to stare at you, lips slightly parted. he then slowly shook his head. "no–"

you stood up, holding your arms out. that drink was definitely getting to you. "there he go, acting stupid." you sat back down, reaching for the drink you had, but the more you reached, the more connie pulled it away from you.

"what?" eren narrowed his eyes and shook his head.

all eyes were on you.

the way he acted, it pissed you off more. you reached for your bottle again, and connie blocked your hand, making you groan.

"eren I know what you did wit the girl. you fucked her." you furrowed your brows.

all eyes were back on him.

"you fucked her when you took her upstairs and she was the bitch that was texting your phoneee." you laughed to yourself, but it was honestly infuriating.

the fact that you couldn't drink to calm yourself down, and the fact that he was acting so oblivious to everything you were saying.

"and thats all you saw?" ony questioned you. you just nodded, staring at eren. his eyes stayed on yours as he processed his thoughts, because little did you know, he was inches away from getting pissed.

because you embarrassed him? probably.

"how many fuckin times I gotta tell you, Ian know who texted my phone?" he stared, voice low and tired. eren closed his eyes and sat back on the couch once again, putting his hand over them. "until I took historia upstairs, it was because she kept fuckin touching me, and I told her– upstairs, 'aye, I got a girl, stop doin that shit.' so when she finally spoke to me, she told me-"

you smacked your lips, looking off to the side. "bullshit." you spat.

eren took his hands off of his eyes and looked at you, frowning. "y/n, on my fuckin mama, ony and jean will tell you the same shit."

you looked at ony, then jean, then eren. "of course thats what they gon tell me cus they always on yo dick." you shrugged. "so its really nothin to it."

before ony could calm the both of you down, eren stood up. "the fuck you mean its nothin to it, y/n, you keep telling me im doin shit and you wont believe me when I say im not, then you think im fuckin historia, which is fuckin crazy cus not even just jean and ony, but connie will tell you thats not what the fuck happened!" eren frowned at you.

you looked over to connie and moved away from him a little.

his eyes were wide and he stared at eren before looking at you. your stare then trailed off to armin, who looked back and forth from you to connie.

"armin, what happened when eren went upstairs with historia?" you tilt your head at armin, who stayed quiet.

connie then huffed, standing up, "I cant do this shit."

you averted your attention back to connie and frowned as he stood beside the couch, rubbing his forehead. "why? cus you wanna take up for him too? when you know he cheated, cus im the one that told you the shit!" you snapped.

eren looked at connie, blinking.

"you knew bout this shit?" he squint.

connie threw his head back and turned around. "Ian know thats what she was talkin bout when she said it." connie mumbled, making erens head snap back with a frown.

"so what really happened, then?" mikasa shook her head, scooting towards the edge of the couch.

jean spoke. "eren went upstairs to tell historia to stop touching him, cus thats exactly what she was doin."

eren started to stare at connie. "connie."

mikasa closed her eyes for a second before shaking her head. "okay, so what about the texting shit?"

"what texting shit?" ony said in a confused tone.

sasha clicked her tongue, glancing off. "when the girl was texting erens phone, ony."

eren looked at sasha. "if she would've let me finish talkin– no, fuck that. connie."

jean rolled his eyes. "the girl was historia, she told eren that when they was upstairs."

mikasa and sasha looked at you as you stared at connie, still waiting for an answer from him.

you rolled your eyes, turning your attention to armin. "armin, tell me what happened when eren went upstairs wit that bitch."

armin, who tried so badly to avoid conversation with you, sighed.

"everything he said." was all he said before you stood up.

"and you knew this?"

armin looked off, avoiding any eye contact with you. sasha grabbed your hand, trying to sit you down but you snatched away from her. "naw, fuck that, you knew the real story but you tried to tell me I was usin- I- man..." you tried your best to laugh off your anger and annoyance.

at this point, the whole group was falling apart. eren took his attention off of connie and moved it to armin, pointing at him. "armin, I told you what happened before I told anybody else and..." eren suddenly stopped.

he waited for the group to go completely silent before speaking.

"im the only fuckin one that aint know she was tryna break up wit me?"

everyone stared at him as he slowly looked around, skipping over you.

"Ian know." ony raised his brows. "otherwise I woulda told her that it aint what she thought it was."

jean nodded. "me neither."

eren then looked at connie, who looked at the ground. "and you, you coulda came to me when she told you whatever shit she told you, and you coulda told her that aint what I did, but you let her think I cheated," eren then pointed at armin. "you too."

connie smacked his lips. "when she told me you cheated, how the fuck was I 'posed to know she was talkin bout historia? she aint say a name, and I can vouch for me and armin when I say that." connie was quick to defend himself against erens words, and eren turned his attention on mikasa and sasha.

sasha rolled her eyes. "eren dont act like you just been the perfect boyfriend. if I see you with your ex, im gonna tell my friend what she need to hear." sasha looked away from eren, waving him off.

he then looked at mikasa, waiting for an explanation, considering she was the one that told you to break up with eren before anyone else did that night.

she only shrugged. "if you saw her with her ex you'd be the same way, so you cant blame nobody but yourself."

eren kept his eyes on mikasa for a few more seconds as the silence set in, and then finally looked at you.

you could've sworn you felt yourself getting sober as seconds passed.

there's no way eren wasn't lying.

what you saw, what mikasa and sasha told you, there's no way.

but when you heard connie speak, which you wish you never heard, your heart pounded in your chest.

"so he didn't do nothing." you tried to make everything clear, waiting for connie, armin, ony, jean, anybody to answer your question.

connie looked at you for a few seconds before shaking his head.

no.

no.

you then looked at eren, who stared straight at you.

"you gon listen to some–" he stopped himself, closing his eyes to try and calm himself down. "two girls that aint been in a healthy relationship since when-fuckin-ever?" he squint at you. "really? when all you had to do was come and ask me what happened?" his voice got softer as he spoke.

you stared at eren, not speaking back.

you were always speechless when you were in the wrong.

you never knew what to say, how to react, what to do.

eren continued. "and as much as I tell you I love you, I sent you paragraphs, y/n. paragraphs, telling you Ian know what I did wrong, waiting for yo ass to reply, and its over some shit like this?"

he paused.

"you really dont know how much I love you?"

his voice cracked, eyes full of nothing but anger and hurt.

to eren, he couldn't believe how badly you wanted him to cheat, or thats what it felt like.

as he spoke to you, you felt like you just had to find an excuse to go and be with armin.

you just stared at him, heart racing.

"y/n I would never do no shit like that to you, and I thought I told you that." he blinked, his body resting as he huffed.

the whole group was quiet, all eyes were on you.

ony swallowed, shaking his head. "it was a misunderstanding, ight? just... go home and figure it out." he said, looking from you to eren.

you bit the inside of your cheek.

honestly, you were too afraid to go home with him. not because of your accusations against him, or because he was mad, but the guilt of cheating for no reason.

and the fact that armin knew everything, but tried to say you used him.

he knew eren didnt cheat, and took you in as if it was nothing.

just to turn on you and accuse you of using him.

how ironic.

you swallowed, shaking your head and pushing past connie.

you avoided any further conversation with anyone as you grabbed your things from ony's kitchen counter and walked towards the front door.

you're not sure where you were going, but you needed to step outside and take a breather.

think.

how were you gonna end things off with armin and how were you gonna start things over with eren?

why was armin portraying the good guy?

he knew who you were talking about when you said eren cheated on you.

even though you didnt say a name, armin wasn't stupid.

he knew you thought historia and eren did something they shouldn't have, and he didnt say anything to console you.

but you're wrong for going to him for comfort?

oh god, how stupid could you have been?

a fuckin idiot.

you sat on the porch, constantly reaching for a drink that wasn't there. constantly picking up and putting down your phone to check the time.

nobody came out to check on you, which was probably for the best.

just as sasha said, you isolate yourself every time something goes wrong. and just as connie said, you drink.

you looked at the flickering street light at the end of onys driveway.

you rubbed underneath your eyes, biting your bottom lip and exhaling. how the hell are you gonna get home?

just as you thought that, you heard the front door click behind you, the glare of light and a silhouette greeting you before the person did.

when it closed, you looked from the porch, back to the street light.

"come on." you heard the jingle of keys.

"I already got a ride." you dont.

"y/n." you heard a sigh. "just come on."

you forced your eyes up.

eren.

you sighed, hugging your knees.

eren looked at whatever you were looking at before taking a seat down next to you. "you know Ian mad at you."

you pursed your lips together, shaking your head. "that ain't the point, eren."

eren's brows raised a little, and his eyes flickered to different things in front of him before they made their way back to you.

"and? im not mad, im not gon ask where you been, ion care bout that. you know the real and you aint got nothin to worry bout, so lets go home." he said, clear, but soft.

you then sighed, dropping your head between your knees and chest. you rested your forehead on your arms and closed your eyes.

"im sorry." you muttered, just above a whisper.

eren heard you, though. he bit his lip before reaching over to rub your back.

"no, im sorry, I shoulda told you before what I was gon tell her." he muttered, resting his forehead in his palm. "ion wanna have no toxic relationship wit you, y/n. I love you, ion care bout nobody around us or what they say. I know I fuck up, but ill never cheat on you. thats... shit, thats beyond me."

you chuckled at his words a little, slowly shaking your head. "thats not it, eren."

"well it dont matter now, so lets go home." he said once again.

you eventually gave up and got in the car with eren.

you didnt look at him the entire ride, and no words were shared. just the radio playing lowly in the background, and some movements here and there at red lights.

you hated yourself for the assumptions against him.

and if you couldn't tell if he was genuine then, you damn sure could tell he was genuine now.

you cheated on eren about three to four times, twice sexually, and he didn't cheat not once.

it made your stomach churn, thats for sure.

the thought of either you, or armin telling him, it made your stomach fucking churn.

in the house, no words were shared either.

he had a spare key, so you really didn't have to do anything but shower. eren was right after you.

you noticed the dark circles under his eyes, maybe from the sleepless nights.

and he noticed yours too, but each of you didn't utter a word about it.

because you felt bad for each other.

there was no way to tell who felt worse about the things you'd put each other through, but you damn sure felt like shit.

you brushed your teeth while eren showered, you know, like the old days?

and as he put his clothes on, you did your nightly skin care, something you'd missed for a week and three days.

and when you were done, eren brushed his teeth.

he didnt dare say anything about the bottles of liquor that sat on the living room table or the kitchen counter, and even if he did, he couldn't say anything.

because what would he say?

oh, 'you cant drink to cope with your feelings but I can drink and smoke because I care about your health more than mine'?

absolutely not.

so as you sat on the bed, wiggling your feet, staring at the tv.

he joined you, without a single word of what happened tonight, and without a single word of what was to come.

right now, all he wanted was you.

but he'd figured that throughout the process of getting you, he'd find some things out.

not that he cared, but because he was genuinely just curious.

"I missed you." he plopped down beside you in the bed that he missed just after you and everything that came with you.

he gave you a kiss on the cheek, careful not to bother you in some way.

you smiled, for the first time in a while, a genuine smile.

he couldn't say the same for him though.

because he smiled earlier, just a little, when he saw you sitting across from him. he really did miss you.

"I missed you too." you turned your head towards him, smiling softly.

your eyes lingered on each other for a while before he planted a small kiss on your lips, hoping you'd do the same in return.

and to his luck, you kissed him back, wrapping your arms around him.

and for a moment, you forgot about anything else.

the kiss was intense, like you hadn't kissed in years. but god, eren missed you so bad, he couldn't imagine all the boys you'd been with, because he knows you, and he knows youre all for revenge.

it made him smile on the inside.

he'd never be mad about something so meaningless and foolish.

he squeezed at your waist, groaning into the kiss as you laid back, and spread your legs for his body to fit between.

he missed it all.

he missed how he'd slide his hands down your waist and to your thigh, squeezing at the soft skin.

trailing his tongue down to your neck and giving you hickeys for the world to see.

squeezing your thigh in his right hand, with one of your breasts in the left, softly squishing it as you tangled your hands in his long, loose hair.

constantly muttering the words, "I missed you" while he sucked softly against the nape of your collarbone.

grinding himself against you.

his erection growing harder, and throbbing more as he felt you doing the same thing.

his hands moved all along your body, like he hadn't fucked for more than a week and three days.

he moved them to grip your hips, as you softly moved them against him, feeling your arousal grow, and your clit throb against him so nicely. you were truly made for each other.

"fuck, I missed you so bad y/n." eren groaned, biting his lip as he focused on the friction between you and his dick.

you rubbed at his arms as they stayed on your hips, slowly nodding.

erens eyes averted from yours, to the necklace you wore.

your favorite necklace.

he then grinned. "you was never done wit me for real, you still wearin what I gotchu." he looked back up to you, and you giggled, smiling.

"I know."

eren hummed, reaching down towards your underwear and pulling them off with a swift movement. his adjusted his boxers down and positioned himself at your entrance, leaning over you as he slowly rubbed his tip up and down your wet folds.

it made you whine a little, rubbing yourself against him, your body eager, but your mind cloudy.

and it took just the tip to make you go crazy.

as he slipped inside of you, feeling the throbbing of your pussy around his base, he closed his eyes.

this was what hes been longing for.

"fuckkk..." he whispered, leaning down to kiss you as he slowly started to thrust.

"eren..." you moaned softly into the kiss. he didnt respond, but his pace did, as he started to thrust slightly quicker than before.

you wrapped your legs around him, arms too, pulling him closer to you. "I love you." you whined, closing your eyes and nuzzling your head in his shoulder.

"mhm?"

"mhm." you nodded.

thats what he loved about you.

even if you didnt wanna admit it, you loved him through everything.

and he loved you just as equally as you did him.

he just nodded at your response, he thrusts getting quicker. he felt you tightening around him– in all ways.

he grunted again, trying his best not to cum.

but his body yearned for yours, it was hard to hold back.

"you..." eren bit his lip, grabbing the back of your head as he gave you support for yours being in his neck. yours breaths, moans, and whines. he loved it all.

"you fucked somebody else?" he whispered, another arm around your shoulders.

your arms moved under his, gripping at his back as you quickly nodded. "yes, yes I did." you said in a breathy moan.

eren grinned, slowing down the pace of his thrusts, feeling you throb so desperately against him.

you dragged your hands up and down his back, pulling him closer.

he was hitting your g-spot perfectly, and you'd be damned if you let that go.

"damn.. hah, again?" you heard him chuckle, and you slowly nodded with a smile.

you knew he wouldn't be mad at you.

he then mumbled again, "thought you learned yo lesson last time." he exhaled, slowly quickening his thrusts again.

"oh, god!" your legs, that were loosely around him when he slowed down, tightened right along with your arms, hugging him instead of digging your nails in his already scarred back.

you moaned continuously in his ear, and it was like music.

eren let out a shaky breath, putting his head on your shoulder. "this pussy mine, you know that, right?" he questioned you, and you quickly nodded again.

you moved your hands from his back to his waist, feeling the knot in your stomach start to form. he was thrusting with your pleasure, precum making its way inside of you before the actual thing did.

erens dick throbbed intensely, syncing up with you.

"eren!" you moaned, throwing your head back. erens thrusts quickened more, and at this point, you were completely silent.

he knew exactly what that meant.

"who." he whispered in your ear, not like a question but more like a demand for you to tell him.

you heart pounded in your chest, just once.

but your mind was gone, you didn't know what he was talking about.

"hu–huh?" you whimpered, biting your lip and exhaling.

erens thrusts continued at the same pace, so everything was really a blur to you.

"who had they hands on you? same dude from last time?" he got his words out quick now, eager for an answer before you finished.

"ah, eren-"

"tell me before I stop fuckin you."

"erennnn" you whined with your brows furrowed. "slow down, please baby..."

all of a sudden, his thrusts got deeper, like, balls deep.

your legs went from around him, to being in the air. your arms flew to the sheets and pillows that surrounded you two instead of his back.

"oh... my..." you moaned with every deep thrust.

"come on before I stop." he grunted in your ear.

you quickly arched your back, closing your eyes and kicking your legs. not because you wanted him to stop, but because he was fucking you so good, and you know if he said he'd stop, he wasn't lying.

immediately, another second with no answer, his thrusts got harder, the sound of skin and wetness mixed together, making you practically cry out,

"armin!" while you finally felt your pleasure coming to a climax.

erens hands suddenly gripped your hair at a great force, and he moved his free hand to your throat, tightening his fingers around it, but you were too gone to acknowledge it, croaking your last moan as you shook and twitched.

eren didn't move when he came inside of you.

I mean, he did. normally.

but right now, he was dead still, only his dick twitching.

he slowly loosened his grip in your hair, and you threw your head back on his hand.

he then loosened his grip on your neck, causing you to gasp for air almost immediately.

you didnt even notice what you'd just said to him, but he did.

[rrenzwrld]

situationship!ony x sorority sister!reader

↳ ❝ [you don’t need titles, you just need ony.] ¡! ❞

tags: mention of drugs, ony being fine af!, macbookie photobooth pictures.

The bass was thumping somewhere downstairs in the sorority house, probably Sasha throwing a pregame before her late-night Taco Bell run. You were curled up on the couch near the window in your room, fuzzy socks pulled up halfway to your calves, your thighs bare beneath a pair of tiny pajama shorts. Your black fitted tank top hugged you just right, cropped just enough to flash skin when you moved.

A car horn honked once outside.

You leaned over the window sill and spotted Onyankopon’s sleek black Mercedes idling by the curb. You didn’t need to see him to know he’d just come straight from the gym—his Dri-FIT shirt would be clinging to his chest, his skin warm and a little salty, his gold chain bouncing with every step he took. You grabbed your laptop and your hoodie, slipped into his oversized slides, and padded out the door.

By the time you reached his frat house, the sun was low behind the trees, throwing shadows across the campus green. Ony’s room smelled like faint weed smoke, expensive cologne, and laundry detergent. He tossed his gym bag into a corner and flopped back onto his bed, shirtless now, tattoos peeking out across his chest and shoulders, one hand running down the front of his sweats.

“You took forever,” he mumbled, dragging a hand over his face, grillz flashing when he grinned.

“You texted me two minutes ago,” you smirked, dropping your laptop on his bed and curling up beside him, your silk press swaying with the movement. Your cat lashes fluttered as you blinked up at him, teeth gems sparkling when you bit your glossed lip.

He lit the blunt while you pulled up Photo Booth. The MacBook’s camera pinged to life, casting a cool white glow over the both of you. You leaned into Ony’s shoulder, your bare leg draped over his lap, and hit record.

“Say hey,” you whispered, turning your face toward him.

He blew a cloud of smoke at the camera, lips curled into a lazy smirk. “Y’all know who it is.”

You giggled, leaning in closer. Your gloss left a faint mark on the blunt when he passed it to you.

The video kept rolling. You kissed his cheek, then his lips—once, then again, longer. He hummed against your mouth, one hand sliding under your thigh.

“Don’t get shy now,” you teased, breaking away with a grin, your voice airy, floaty from the smoke.

“I’m not,” he said, still staring at you like you were the only thing in the room. “You just cute as hell when you tryna act cool.”

You made a face at him, giggling as you held up the laptop to take a selfie. The flash popped. Ony threw up a peace sign with his ringed fingers, grillz flashing again. His other hand was still on you.

The situationship was blurry, undefined—but in that moment, with your legs tangled and his scent in your hair and your laugh in his ears, it felt like maybe that wasn’t a bad thing at all.

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everybody's fool V + VI

part 5 & 6 | i think i'm back from hiatus? | parts 3-4 here, parts 1-2 pinned!

tw! angst

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You had been brought to the hospital and everything as quickly as you could. Everyone couldn’t be in the room so Eren wanted Mikasa and Armin to stay with him. He didn’t want to be alone with his tears, watching you laying there with things hooked up to your body and knowing that he was the cause. If he hadn’t brought you to that party, he didn’t have to see you like that. 

There was no noise in the room but the repeated beeping coming from the machine. Although it hurt Armin and Mikasa to see their best friend choking up his pain and beating himself up inside for something he couldn’t change,  they vowed to stay strong for him. Right now, they saw he couldn’t even stay strong for himself.

All he did was say there, staring at you with a shaky hand wrapped around yours as tears continuously trickled down his face. He’d wipe them away with the hand of his free hand every now and then but he couldn’t bring himself to do anything else. 

“It’s not your fault, Eren.” Armin tried to convince him but he knew his friend well and how stubborn he was. Once he had it set in his mind a thought, the only thing that could stray him away from it was you. 

“It is my fault. I shouldn’t have left her alone. I shouldn’t have brought her in the first place.” 

Mikasa sighed and placed a hand on Eren’s shoulder. “Eren…”

“She asked and I couldn’t say no to her. I almost lost her before,” He remembered back to when you found out about him being a vampire and how terrified you were. How that almost ruined your relationship. “She trusted me.. I don’t wanna lose her again.” Eren wasn’t talking to anyone in particular so Armin and Mikasa didn’t think it made sense to respond. Although they hadn’t known you for a super long time, you made Eren happy so they prayed for your healthy recovery. But they’ve seen how too many stories like yours have played out so they were very worried for the outcome. Mikasa saw that you lost so much blood, she wasn’t even sure you’d be alive by the time your made it to the hospital. She didn’t tell Eren any of this in hopes to keep whatever will he had alive. 

After some time, a nurse came in and told everyone that visiting hours were over and they had to leave. 

“What? No. I’m not leaving.” Eren protested. Armin and Mikasa shared a glance. 

“I’m sorry, but I don’t think we can let you stay here.”

Armin stepped up. “She and I will leave. Just please let him stay? He won’t cause you any trouble.” The nurse stood in the doorway not knowing what she should do. But since she saw that Eren definitely was not moving, she left it alone and allowed for him to stay in the room. 

“Thank you, miss.” Armin thanked the lady before she left the room. Mikasa and Armin gave Eren some enlightening words before leaving the room themselves. 

Although Eren seemed hopeless to the world, his heart was still full of what he thought he’d lost. It’s been weeks since the incident and weeks since you were in his arms again. He had been told that you had gone into a coma due to the loss of blood, and from then on it was as if he was eating himself from the inside out. Eren’s day job got harder to bear and the job at catching criminals as vampire vigilantes at night was dreadful as well. Why did he feel he was worthy of protecting others when he couldn’t even protect one of the only people he’s ever loved? 

“Ren..” Sasha snapped her fingers in front of Eren’s face. “You’re drifting again.” Which was something he did often nowadays, daydreaming about what could have been if he wasn’t so careless with you that night. 

“S-Sorry, I just.. been out of it.” 

“Clearly.” The energy between the group was different now. “Have you been to the hospital today?” Mikasa asked. 

“Yeah, I’m going right after this.” He went to check on your condition and just to sit with you sometimes almost everyday. Just to see if him being there would make you comfortable enough to come back to him. 

Armin and Mikasa shared a glance. “We’ll go this time, if that’s okay.” Armin offered. A small smile crept onto Eren’s face. 

“That’d be nice, actually.” Mikasa and Armin were more than happy to support their best friend in such a difficult time but they couldn’t shake the feeling that the situation would end badly and they were not looking forward to seeing the aftermath. 

Once everyone got to your hospital room, you were still laying there as still as you were the last time Eren saw you. He didn’t know if he was looking too deep into your absence in his life but he noticed some subtle changes. Your face started to lose its youthful plump and your skin was starting to lose its luminating umber tone. He didn’t like how every time he looked at you, he thought he’d lost you for good. 

“Her heart is still beating, Eren—“

“She looks…different.” Mikasa and Armin gave your figure a detailed gaze. You did look different to them as well but they didn’t wanna spoil anything by thinking the absolute worst. 

“She looks de—“ Before Mikasa could even finish her sentence, Armin shot her and hard glare. “Delightful. She’ll be up before you know it. It’ll just take time.”

Eren looked up at Mikasa with a hopeful gleam in his eye. The only thing keeping him here was the hope that you’d wake up and come back to him. The hope that you could be in his arms once again but once that hope died out, there would be no telling how Eren would handle it. 

“You think so?” Mikasa smiled lightly and gently rubbed Eren’s back. 

“Of course.” 

Something started to happen to you and a nurse rushed into the room, stating that everyone had to leave. Eren knew visiting hours weren’t over because he’s had them memorized by now but he didn’t have the strength to argue right now. 

The next couple hours were blurry in Eren’s mind as he thought about you. The only thing that made sense to Eren as the nurse rushed in and told everyone to leave was that you were dying. As much as he tried to push that thought towards the back of his mind, deep down, he knew it was near but he wasn’t ready to prepare for it. You were so young and he didn’t have nearly as much time with you as he wanted. Eren wanted forever with you and a couple years could not measure up to what could’ve been. He blamed himself for all of it. 

All Eren remembers from that day was a nurse coming out to the waiting room to speak to Eren, Mikasa, and Armin but judging from her face, there wasn’t good news. 

“I’m so sorry, we tried everything we could but she has lost too much blood…” That’s all Eren filtered from the conversation but it was as if his soul left his body right then and there. He could feel Mikasa and Armin wrap their arms around him and he could even feel some of their tears trickle down his arm but he wasn’t there. There was no way he could be there if it meant he had to be there and leave without you. Without ever seeing you again. 

The ride home was silent and he didn’t even want to go back to your shared apartment. 

“You need us to come home with you? We’ll stay the night if you n—“ Armin grasped Mikasa’s shoulder. 

“Don’t. He probably wants to be alone. But we’re here if you need us, okay Eren?” Eren nodded, biting on the skin of his lip. 

He went to his parents house unexpectedly so Grisha came down to see who was entering his house unannounced. But when he saw that it was his son who looked to be on the verge of a break down, his eyes softened. 

“Hey, you didn’t call—“ As soon as Grisha got close enough, Eren threw himself into his dad’s arms and let everything out. “What’s wrong? What happened?” Grisha pulled away and cupped Eren’s cheeks in his hands, tears steady streaming and crimson eyes bloodshot and beginning to swell. 

“She’s—she’s gone, dad..” 

“Who—“

“Y/n,” He heaved, choking on his own tears. “She’s dead and it’s all my fault. It’s all my fault, it’s my fault, it’s my—“

“What happened?” Grisha hated to see his son in such distress but he had to stay calm for him, knowing how important this loss was to him. But deep down, this is something he wanted to be avoided. When he turned Eren to save his life, he thought that that started the end of superficial relationships. Thought that Eren would stop caring and investing in the lives of humans knowing how disposable and fragile they are. Grisha wanted Eren to be stronger, strong enough to face anything, even death no matter who it happened to. 

Eren explained to Grisha what happened and it was devastating to hear but it was inevitable. It didn’t matter how it played out or whose fault it was but this wasn’t something Grisha hadn’t made known to Eren before. He told him that just because he was immortal and hard to kill, doesn’t mean that everyone else is even the people he loved. 

“It’s not your fault. It would’ve happened anyway.”

“What?”

“She’s human, Eren. She’s meant to die, they are meant to die. I’ve told you before about falling in love with that girl and how it would hurt you.” Eren thought that for a second his dad would stop thinking with his brain for a second and make his heart present to feel for his son. He didn’t need a Grisha Yaeger right now, he needed his dad. 

“How could you say that? I loved her, she was my world and I’d do anything for her! But I guess you wouldn’t know anything about that…”

“Excuse me?”

“You let mom die. You let mom die to save yourself, I read your diary. Don’t punish me for having more of a heart than you.”

“Having a heart is exactly why Y/n is dead. And your mother was too far off and I promised her I wouldn’t allow her to live at the means of someone else. Her quality of life would’ve been terrible and I saved her from that. I saved you from being like her and if you wanted to throw it all away for some human…be my guest.”

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[rrenzwrld]

my wip has a soundtrack but it’s just the same four sad songs on loop until the serotonin hits

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writing is so funny because i could write nonstop for 9hrs and then hit a block where im like "how do i transition between this moment and the next?" and then i just dont touch it for 6 months

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i love making pinterest boards for characters that are nothing like me

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#ugh ily bad #nobody has ever done this

𝗗𝗘𝗖𝗘𝗠𝗕𝗘𝗥 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝗙𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗦 (𝟮)

.☘︎ ݁˖ = BLACK/POC WORKS | 23' FIC REC M.LIST

BLEACH

BYAKUYA KUCHIKI

Empty Headed — @monstas1ut .☘︎ ݁˖

JUSHIRO UKITAKE

Christmas Night — @kotonoba

KENPACHI ZARAKI

Tell Me What’s On Your Mind — @j-u-u-z-o

SHUNSUI KYORAKU

Arranged Marriage HCs — @brittscafe

Kinktober Day 22 — @brittscafe

Checking In On You — @j-u-u-z-o

SOSUKE AIZEN

Girl Dad!Aizen HCs — @muzansfangs

BLEACH MEN

How They Eat You Out (Aizen, Urahara, Ichimaru) — @muzansfangs

You Tell Them You Got A Brazilian Wax By A Guy (Aizen, Urahara, Kyoraku, Byakuya) — @muzansfangs

AOT

CONNIE SPRINGER

Highschool Sweetheart!Connie ⎢ Drabble — @cindol .☘︎ ݁˖

Connie Drabble — @kittyarmin .☘︎ ݁˖

Love Me — @backwzzds .☘︎ ݁˖

Plug!Connie x Homebody!Reader — @c-nstantine .☘︎ ݁˖

Rapper!Connie x FashionVlogger!Reader — @666soulz .☘︎ ݁˖

The Brat and the Brat Tamer — @roseloon .☘︎ ݁˖

Look at Me, Look at Me, Ya Lookin’?— @

College Daze — @nysrage .☘︎ ݁˖

Plug!Connie Realizing How Fat Your Ass Is — @nysrage .☘︎ ݁˖

Texts Between Golden Retriever!Bsf!Connie and Alt!Reader — @rrenzwrld .☘︎ ݁˖

EREN JAEGER

Dropping Gloves — @ikkakvs .☘︎ ݁˖

Don’t Hurt Yourself — @ikkakvs .☘︎ ݁˖

JEAN KIRSCHTEIN (KIRSTEIN)

Tutoring w/ Jean — @mommypieck

Divorced!Single-Dad!Jean — @cptnleviackerman

Ex-BF!Jean — @honeybleed .☘︎ ݁˖

Best Friends and Bad Ideas — @captain-hawks

Wannabe Delinquent!Jean x Ballerina!Reader — @honeybleed .☘︎ ݁˖

Baby Fever — @honeybleed .☘︎ ݁˖

One Bed This Christmas — @imissyuuji

ARAN OJIRO

Phone Sex — @lovaesworld .☘︎ ݁˖

Drabble — @nysrage .☘︎ ݁˖

ONYANKOPON

Drunk Delusions — @dilfl0v3rs .☘︎ ݁˖

The Good Girl — @nysrage .☘︎ ݁˖

Producer!Onyankopon — @merakidoll .☘︎ ݁˖

Softest Place On Earth — @honeybleed .☘︎ ݁˖

Store Owner!Ony — @merakidoll .☘︎ ݁˖

Behind The Mask — @nysrage .☘︎ ݁˖

Play Wit It — @nysrage .☘︎ ݁˖

Punishment — @dilfl0v3rs .☘︎ ݁˖

Relax With Me — @raynehmms .☘︎ ݁˖

“When I Say ‘Weak Ass’ You Say ‘Bitch’” — @raynehmms .☘︎ ݁˖

RENER BRAUN

NSFW HCs — @c0pkiller

Lazy Day In Bed — @chrollohearttags .☘︎ ݁˖

Househusband!Reiner — @squirrelsqwirow

“Please Let Me Taste You” — @spiteless-xo

EREN JAEGER + JEAN KIRSTEIN

Material Girl — @y3ager

AOT MEN

AOT Boys + Ovulation Week (Armin, Eren, Ony, Connie, Jean, Reiner) — @chrollohearttags .☘︎ ݁˖

“She’s Busy Bro” (Eren, Levi, Armin, Jean) — @jeannineee

“Sorry Wrong Person” (Levi, Armin, Jean, Eren) — @jeannineee

JJK

RYOMEN SUKUNAJealous!Sukuna — @ hon3y-y

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then for you to feel like it can never happen again

how it feels to repeatedly read that one paragraph in your own fic over and over again because it's that good and you're so proud of yourself for having written it

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sometimes I’ll be looking at my own fic just to see how long it’s been since I last updated it and all I feel is

✨shame✨

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unless they specifically asked, you don’t get to tell a fanfic writer you think they mischaracterized the character by the way. because the second someone writes a fanfic about a character, that character becomes the writer’s own version of the character. canon is only a suggestion, but whether or not an author will follow it / how much of canon an author will take is entirely up to them. you don’t get to stick your nose in their world and tell them “hey this is not to my liking therefore I think you’re doing it wrong” when you can simply leave quietly and move on to something else you may enjoy

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i wanna write for dante so bad

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I might just be fucking stupid but it just hit me that I don't NEED my laptop to write my stories. I don't NEED to sit down on my bed or kitchen table and stare at my keyboard trying to make it type on its own. I can open the WIP on my phone and do it there. I have free will. There is nothing stopping me. There is no right or wrong way to write

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💭 eren fic…