#𝐋𝐓𝐇𝐘 ━︎━︎ 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

[apollostears]

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔; 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫₀︎₁︎

ღ︎ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝

ღ︎ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 + 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 + 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 + 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

ღ︎ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

「︎ 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 + 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 」︎

“SEEMS LIKE YEAGER’S PULLING HIS PUNCHES.” Jean spoke lowly against the thundering crowd around them, observing the lack of power behind Eren’s punches toward his opponent.

Y/n was a bit surprised that the hockey player was able to catch such a detail in such a high powered fight. But she did share his thoughts; Eren was off his game tonight. And from his spot in the corner, Levi Ackerman was heated as he called for a timeout from the ref.

“Armin, what the hell is wrong with him?” Ymir asked, asking the question they all wanted to know.

Armin shook his head, knowing better than to assume his friends wouldn’t be curious as to why Eren was performing so badly. “Remember Rika?”

They all nodded their heads, vaguely remembering Eren’s latest arm candy. Y/n didn’t care for her as she was rude and clearly trying to get all up in their business just to have something to run her mouth about.

“Yeah. Where’s she at, by the way?” Asked Connie, speaking from his spot next to Sasha, stealing popcorn from her.

From the look on his face, Y/n guessed it had something to do with her. “She got pregnant and told Eren about it after she had gotten an abortion. He’s a little bit distraught, to say the least.”

It was silent between the group of friends as the bell rung and the match resumed with Eren coming back, slightly more energized than before. Neither of them knew what to say. Abortion was something they weren’t familiar with and it was safe to say that Eren definitely wasn’t either.

“Damn.” Y/n muttered, both in response to the news about the almost baby and the sight of Eren getting knocked out in the second round of the match.

Gabby winced next to her, gripping Jean’s arm a little tighter. “That’s gotta fucking hurt.”

Y/n sucked her teeth, scoffing at the pitiful sight before her. “Yeah? Not as bad as the ass whooping he’s about to get from Coach Ackerman.” She began gathering her things as the ref confirmed the other guy as the winner. “I’ll be by the car. Don’t take forever.”

The Paradis University boxing gym was packed with students and outsiders, all itching to watch the match between Eren Yeager and Hanta Tadashi, two of the best boxers in the Shiganshina district. Eren should have won, he was easily the better one out of the two, even she would admit that. But that’s obviously what didn’t happen and she knew he’d make everyone miserable because of it.

A few minutes had passed before Jean, Gabby, and Mikasa had showed up to Jean’s car. “Connie said they were having a session at Ymirs’ after the fight. Did you want to go, Y/n?” Jean had asked, unlocking his car doors for them to get inside.

The sophomore shook her head, sliding into the backseat behind Gabby. “Nah. I got that presentation in the morning. Are y’all going?”

She knew Gabby would probably want to attend, having gas of her own that she was smoking before the match. Mikasa goes sometimes, but usually doesn’t prefer to be around all that smoke. And Jean went wherever his girlfriend went, Gabby practically having that man trained to her every move. And while Y/n had a presentation tomorrow, she wasn’t worried about it. She just didn’t want to be around Eren post-game. She never wanted to be around him, but he was always more aggressive whenever he lost a fight and she didn’t have the energy to deal with him.

“Nope. I don’t know why Connie is even planning to have a kickback when Eren just lost a match.” Gabby voiced Y/n’s thoughts, turning in her seat a bit to look at Mikasa, “Your brother’s a bitch sometimes.”

The swimmer rolled her eyes but didn’t deny her comment. “He’s just misunderstood.” Mikasa poorly defended her adoptive brother against Gabby’s truthful statement.

Y/n and Jean busted out laughing at that, only imagining how many times she’s had to use that excuse for his behavior. “And I bet Coach Levi is gonna beat that misunderstanding out of him.” Jean chuckled, rolling up to a stop sign and pausing, before turning.

“That Hanta guy was pretty good though. Isn’t he from Marley? Y/n, didn’t you say your cousin went there?” Gabby’s voice sounded muffled as she spoke with chips in her mouth.

Ah fuck. “Yeah, O goes there now. Doubt he knows him though, he’s over there on a basketball scholarship.” She hated bringing up her cousin because he goes to Marley University and both of the schools have a long standing hatred with one another.

That’s another reason why tonight was so important.

“Shit. Don’t let Eren find out, he’ll be pissed at you for sure.” Jean warned, foreseeing how Eren’s blind rage would play out.

Only the four people in that car knew what school Y/n’s cousin went to and that’s because they were there when he moved her into her dorm Freshman year.

Y/n sucked her teeth and leaned her head against the glass. “Ain’t nobody scared of that nigga. Fuck him.”

And she meant it. Fuck Eren Yeager.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄. 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫! 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠??? 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠!!!

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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ━︎━︎━︎ 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

「︎ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝟎𝟏 + 𝟎𝟐 + 𝟎𝟑 」︎

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: @nahoyassss @gabzlovesu @emonaculate @getosbunny @angwritez @indiecursor @jogeto @indieburn

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲/𝐧 𝐥/𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞? 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫?

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 + 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 + 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 + 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 + 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: 𝐚𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐮, 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 + 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐬 + 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥, 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐬, 𝐛𝐨𝐱𝐞𝐫!𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝟏𝟗+, 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞!𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤!𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⇉︎⇉︎ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓. 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐧, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞, 𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚, 𝐠𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲, 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚, 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞, 𝐲𝐦𝐢𝐫, 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐧, 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐨, 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨, 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐭, 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚, 𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢, 𝐳𝐞𝐤𝐞, 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, & 𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧

@gabzlovesu as gabby

© 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤.

[apollostears]

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔; 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫₀︎₂︎

ღ︎ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞

ღ︎ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 + 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐞, 𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐟/𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬

ღ︎ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

「︎ 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 + 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 + 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 」︎

EREN’S MOUTH TASTED LIKE COPPER AS HE POORLY DODGED ANOTHER ONE OF LEVI’S HITS. His boxing coach—and professor—was handing him his ass on a gold platter. But, Eren deserved it, having fucked up so bad last weekend it cost the university their State title for boxing that season. It pissed him off that he let a bitch get into his head and everyone could tell.

“Fucking brat. I told you about sleeping around before an important match.” Levi spat, not a lick of sweat on his body from their sparring—brutal beating— “Should beat your goddamn head in.”

Any outsider would think that what he was doing to Eren, was abuse and it was, but Levi Ackerman wasn’t a man you said ‘No’ to. The 5’2 man didn’t abuse his power, people just naturally respected him. Whether it was out of fear or admiration, he didn’t know and he didn’t care. Because brat’s like Eren fucking Yeager, needed to be put in their place.

The gym was closed off, save for Armin and Mikasa who were waiting for Eren to get done, making Eren’s humiliation a private affair. Which wouldn’t stay private once others caught glimpses of the cuts and welts bound to show on his body. Eren spat out blood onto the hard boxing floor, body hunched over in pain, one eye barely open and a cut in his eyebrow.

“Go ahead. Seems like most people want that anyways.” Eren darkly laughed, blood smeared on his lips from the wound on his lip.

Mikasa’s startled gasp echoed in the enclosed space as she scolded his name, to which Eren sharply told her to Shut the fuck up. Armin watched with worried eyes, gently comforting Mikasa from his mean words. They knew he didn’t mean it when he got like this, but it still sucked to be a part of it.

Levi’s eyes narrowed on the hot headed kid in front of him and with a swift kick to the back of his head, he had knocked him out, much to Mikasa’s horror and Armin’s relief.

“You’re on thin ice Yeager. Very thin ice.”

“GABBY, THAT MAKES NO LITERAL SENSE.” Ymir pointed out, grabbing Christa’s left foot to paint the toes there.

The six young adults were in the living room of their shared dorm, painting toes and doing face masks at 2 am. Mikasa was laying across Y/n’s lap, feet in the air to allow her toes to dry and a sheet mask on her face. Sasha was in the kitchen, eating her weight and more in the cheese dip Gabby made.

Ymir sat cross-legged in front of Christa with the baby blue polish in her hand as her girlfriend sat on the couch, patiently waiting for her mud mask to dry and cucumbers over her eyes. Gabby stood, phone in hand and hair wrapped with eye masks under her eyes, toes dry and in house shoes.

Y/n was rested against the couch, her eyes closed as she was borderline sleep, hand rubbing circles in Mikasa’s scalp as she had complained of a migraine earlier. Her gel face mask had been ready for her to wash off but she was too tired to move and take it off. The tv played Jersey Shore, an American show Y/n had introduced them to that they all took a liking to.

“It does, Ymir. Rika set that man up on purpose. Exhibit A, she says she got the abortion two weeks before the match, right?” Gabby’s eyes landed on Mikasa for confirmation to which she nodded her head “Ok, so boom. Then we got Exhibit B, which is Rika being spotted with Tadashi before the match—”

“Wait. I’m sorry, how do you know about them meeting before the match?” Sasha asked, coming back to join the others with snacks and water in her hands.

Y/n wanted to know that, too. Not to say that Gabby was hiding anything, it’s just she’s always scarily good at figuring things out very quickly. Like she has multiple informants around campus or something.

“After Armin shared that information with us, I reached out to one of my many informants who was there and had happened to see the two talking, and that’s what they told me.” Gabby shared, sneaking a gummy bear from Sasha’s plate.

Y/n sighed, slowly moving Mikasa’s head off her lap to head to the bathroom. “Shit, don’t tell him about this. I already know how it’s gonna play out.”

The trip to the bathroom wasn’t far but Y/n could hear footsteps behind her. “You can’t just dip out like that and not explain!” Sasha’s voice sounded like a whine as she forced herself into the bathroom as well.

“Damn girl, what else is there to say? The nigga is crazy as shit and if he found out shawty set him up, he’d be on death row and we’d be accomplices.” She explained, dragging the rag across her face and wiping off the substances.

“Accomplices for what?” Christa yelled out from her spot in the living room.

“Murder babes. Murder.”

MUSIC PLAYED SOFTLY IN THE SHARED HOUSE OF JEAN, ARMIN, EREN, & CONNIE. It was a Friday afternoon, so that meant that Connie had strength training and then conditioning until 6, Jean had hockey practice, and Armin was in the library studying for another debate.

And Eren. . .well Eren would usually be in the gym, following another one of Levi’s rigorous training exercises but he’s found himself in a depressed state. At first, he was filled with uncontrollable rage mixed with heavy guilt and all he could do was spend his days in the gym. Spent so much time in there, his knuckles turned purple and were split open. Then came the denial and fear. He could not believe he got bested by a rookie like Tadashi and all because of a bitch and a dead baby. Had him all kinds of fucked up. Then, he was afraid. Afraid that he’d lose his value, and his scholarship, and be reduced to a ‘has been’. The worst kind of people in his opinion. And now he’s here, depressed and low energy.

Walking through the small athlete house, Eren lazily dragged his nails across his lower stomach, sleep pants hung low as he entered the semi-dirty kitchen. It was semi-dirty because of his inability to do his part of chores, being depressed and all. He opened the fridge, staring into the fluorescent bareness and sighed heavily, his eyes catching the days old leftovers and expired milk left in there. Behind it all was one last bottle of sake. Eren figured he’d drink it since he wasn’t participating in any sports any time soon.

Settling on the alcoholic beverage and a packet of chips, Eren began to head back to his room when there was a knock on his door. It was probably Gabby coming to retrieve the jacket Jean washed for her to wear to his match this weekend. With shuffling feet, Eren cracked a yawn as he opened the door and was greeted with Y/n instead of the short girl he was expecting.

“Fuck do you want?” Eren cursed, mood turning sour at her presence.

Y/n scrunched her nose, probably from the smell he was emitting having not performed basic hygiene in awhile. “Shut up, you stank bitch. Where’s Jean’s jacket?” The nineteen year old pushed Eren out the way with ease to step foot into the familiar house.

Eren scoffed at her intrusive behavior but closed the door behind her anyways. “Like I’d fucking tell you.” He watched as she practically tore apart their living room trying to find the clothing item in question.

Y/n turned around quickly, finger poised in an accusing manner before she realized took in Eren’s disheveled manner. “Oh, you really look like shit. When’s the last time you showered?”

His shoulders slowly dragged up before dropping heavily, a hand moving to push his hair from his face. “Shit if I know. The jackets’ in Jean’s room, I’ll go grab it.” Eren’s words were hard to hear as he hand fixated his gaze to the floor, suddenly embarrassed to be seen like this.

And against her better judgment, Y/n began to feel a bit bad for the boxer and found herself softening her approach just a bit. Eren felt a warm hand grab his shoulder and he froze in his place. “I’ll grab the jacket, you go shower.”

She mainly expected him to curse her out and tell her how she couldn’t tell him what to do. So when his shoulders started to shake and his eyes grew red with unshed tears, bottom lip wobbling, Y/n was surprised. She wasn’t an athlete herself, focusing more on being the top of her class than performing in matches and practices, but she knew a bit about performance depression. She just didn’t think she’d ever see it in such an arrogant man like Eren. Giving his shoulder another squeeze, a non verbal sign of her presence, Y/n removed her hand and nudged him softly.

“Go, Eren.” She whispered, “I’ll be right here when you come back.”

And she was right there when he did come back.

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