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The Devil's Bride

Aurora Jaeger, Eren's long-lost childhood friend, was taken from him when they were children. After years of suffering under Marleyan control, Aurora is reunited with Eren while he’s undercover in Marley, igniting a bond neither of them expected. Despite her gentle nature, Aurora breaks her vow of pacifism to save Eren’s life, solidifying their deep connection. Secretly married before the Raid on Liberio, Aurora is swept into Eren's world of chaos and destruction. As the Scouts learn of her existence, tensions rise on the airship home. Mikasa’s heart shatters, and Levi demands answers. And Eren will stop at nothing to protect the only light left in his dark world—his bride, Aurora.

In this journey of love, loyalty, and war, Aurora must reconcile her innocent heart with the brutal reality of the man she loves, while Eren faces the truth of what he’s become. (Eren x OC)

Chapter Fifty Seven

A/N: OST for this chapter is “Call of Silence”.

A hush fell over the spacious bedroom in the royal palace, broken only by the soft murmurs of relief and the labored breathing of Aurora. She lay propped up on pillows, sweat glazing her brow, her face awash with an exhausted but radiant joy. Clutched in her arms was a small bundle, wrapped in a warm blanket. A tiny head peeked out from the fabric, sporting a tuft of platinum blonde hair reminiscent of Aurora herself, but beneath it gleamed a pair of strikingly intense green eyes that could only have come from Eren. This was Ymir Jaeger, their newborn daughter and, unbeknownst to most, a being far more special than anyone in that room could imagine.

Aurora held little Ymir close and gazed down at the baby’s delicate features. Tears of happiness rolled down her cheeks, leaving warm, salty trails. She could not believe, after so many months of anticipation and terror, that her child was finally here and safe in her embrace. Aurora’s heart swelled with a mixture of love, relief, and a gnawing fear of what might come next. She had brought new life into a world saturated with death.

Historia stood beside Aurora’s bed, one hand resting gently on her friend’s shoulder while the other drifted near the baby as if she couldn’t resist being close. The queen’s own eyes shimmered with tears she made no effort to hide. There was a tangible awe in her features. For all the time she had known Aurora, shared fears and secrets with her, she had never witnessed such a raw moment of triumph and hope against insurmountable odds. With a shaky exhale, Historia smiled down at the baby.

“She’s beautiful,” Historia whispered, her voice thick with emotion. “So much hair already… and those eyes. Oh, Aurora…” She leaned in to kiss Aurora’s temple and then pressed a gentle hand to the baby’s cheek.

The doctor who had overseen the grueling labor relaxed for the first time in what felt like an eternity. He had been on edge the entire time, aware of the constant tremors of the Wall Titans as they marched. Now, ironically, the trembling outside had ceased. The Rumbling had stopped. In the hush of the moment, that realization settled like a dark cloud in the room. Something was very wrong. The doctor cleared his throat but decided to give the mother and child a few precious seconds of peace before inevitably acknowledging the shift in the air.

Aurora, reclined against her pillows, gingerly brushed her damp hair away from her face. She lifted her watery gaze to the tall window at the far end of the bedroom. The glass gave a panoramic view of the palace grounds and, off to the side, the large, glittering crystal that stood in the courtyard. It was there Eren had encased himself using the power of the War Hammer Titan, ensuring he could manage the Rumbling from within a safe vantage point. As her eyes traveled over the crystalline form, her heart tightened. She longed for Eren to be at her side, to see his reaction when he first laid eyes on their newborn daughter. If only she could share this moment with him, unburdened by the war and devastation that plagued them.

But the hush in the room gave way to a terrified murmur when footsteps clambered outside, and a Jaegerist flung the door open. His eyes were wide and face pale. He caught sight of the doctor, Historia, and Aurora cradling the baby and tried to steady his breathing.

“The Rumbling—” he managed, panting as if he’d run across half the palace grounds. “It stopped.”

A ripple of shock and alarm passed through everyone present. For a split second, Aurora didn’t fully register the words. She just held Ymir in her arms, reluctant to let panic ruin this sacred moment. But the severity in the Jaegerist’s eyes made her stomach sink with dread.

“Stopped…?” she repeated, her voice faint. “That can’t be. Eren wouldn’t—”

“We don’t know exactly why,” the Jaegerist stammered, swallowing hard. “But the Wall Titans have all knelt. They’re not moving.”

Historia’s eyes darted from Aurora to the guard. “That means Zeke—” She didn’t finish the thought. They both knew it all too well. Without Zeke’s royal blood in continuous contact with Eren, the Rumbling would cease. Their minds traveled the same dark path: if the Rumbling had paused, it was extremely likely Zeke was dead.

Aurora’s heart pounded, her arms tightening protectively around her baby. “No,” she whispered, a tremor in her voice. “Eren… oh no.”

The doctor opened his mouth to speak, but he was cut off when a loud, resounding crack echoed from somewhere outside. The guard whirled, and everyone’s attention shifted immediately to the window. The crystal encasing Eren—massive, shimmering in the sunlight—developed a spiderweb of fractures.

“Look!” another Jaegerist exclaimed, stumbling into the room behind the first. He was covered in dust and reeked of gunpowder. “The crystal— it’s breaking!”

Even from the bed, Aurora could see the crystal shimmer dangerously. Light danced across fault lines that spread like veins. Everyone in the room, from the doctor to the guards, to Historia herself, felt a wave of both dread and hope. Was Eren safe? Was he emerging?

In a matter of seconds, the crystal shattered into a thousand glittering shards. For a moment, they glinted like stars in the midday sun, raining down onto the courtyard. A powerful gust of air followed, rattling the palace windows. Then, as the dust cleared, Aurora could see the unmistakable figure of her husband standing amidst the rubble, steam rising off his body.

He staggered a bit, clearly disoriented. One hand pressed to his forehead, as though an intense migraine overwhelmed him. But the moment his gaze settled on the open palace window, he straightened. Their eyes locked—his a fierce green, hers bloodshot and glistening with tears. Every emotion Aurora felt—relief, exhaustion, fear, love—was mirrored in Eren’s intense stare. He looked as if he were seeing a miracle.

Eren tried to run, stumbled, then regained his footing, rushing across the courtyard. Aurora could no longer see him through the narrow vantage, but she heard the pounding of footsteps in the palace halls. A moment later, Eren barreled into the room, chest heaving.

“I—” he began, breathless. His eyes darted from Aurora’s tear-stained face to the small bundle in her arms. “Aurora!?”

Aurora’s emotions threatened to choke her. She parted her lips, but no words came out at first. She simply extended her free hand, beckoning him closer. Eren took three large strides and knelt beside the bed, tears already glistening in his eyes.

“She’s here,” Aurora managed in a trembling voice. “Our daughter, Eren. Our Ymir.”

Eren’s vision blurred with tears of raw relief. He leaned in, pressing a desperate kiss to Aurora’s forehead, then her lips, not caring that Historia, the doctor, and a squad of Jaegerists stood witness. He just needed to feel her warmth. He lingered there, letting his mouth rest softly against hers, as if to anchor himself in the reality that she was safe, that their child was born healthy. The entire room felt suspended in the quiet heartbreak and joy of this reunion.

Pulling back, Eren gazed down at the baby. Ymir’s bright green eyes blinked up at him, seemingly calm despite the tumultuous world outside. Eren’s shoulders shook with silent sobs. He pressed a palm to his mouth, desperate to contain the torrent of emotion.

“She looks like you,” he breathed, voice cracking. “She’s… so beautiful.”

Aurora let tears slip down her cheeks, reflecting the same sentiment. “Eren, she’s everything. And you did it… you kept me safe… you protected us both.”

But the tense hush in the room persisted. One of the older Jaegerists finally spoke, stepping forward with anxious eyes. “Commander Jaeger,” he said, remembering the question at hand, “the Rumbling— it stopped. Is that… is that because…?”

A sick feeling washed over Eren as he recalled the events of the battle. He remembered the Allied Forces searching frantically for Zeke within his Founding Titan form, the chaos of cannons going off, then the abrupt finality of losing the connection. “Zeke was… shot,” Eren muttered, not wanting to relive the moment. “I saw him— he fell into the ocean. The others… couldn’t reach him in time.”

A collective gasp rippled through the room. The doctor’s face went pale. Historia drew in a ragged breath and placed a hand over her mouth. They knew precisely what Zeke’s death implied: the Founding Titan’s power, bound by the need for a titan of royal blood, would vanish. And so would their only chance to defeat the Allied Forces.

“Then… how will we survive?” whispered one of the younger guards. His voice quivered in quiet despair. “The entire world wants us dead. If the Rumbling can’t continue, we— we’ll—”

A hush, broken only by the soft crying of Ymir in Aurora’s arms, filled the space. Everyone stared at Eren, expecting him to have a solution. But Eren said nothing at first. He simply glared at the floor as though struggling to accept the final, crushing defeat. Slowly, he lifted his gaze to Aurora’s, yearning for some kind of solace in her tearful eyes.

Aurora didn’t speak. Instead, she gently raised their infant daughter toward him. In that moment, Eren understood she wanted him to hold Ymir, to feel her tiny warmth, the life they had created together. Hesitant, terrified of dropping her, Eren slipped his hands beneath the small body, cradling Ymir against his chest.

The baby whimpered softly at first, but settled immediately upon first contact with her father’s heat, her bright green eyes drifting closed. Eren stood completely still, enthralled by how fragile and small she was. He had glimpsed heaven in that one second, and for a moment all the horror outside vanished.

Then it happened…

A flash of that unmistakable titan lightning crackled across the baby’s form, so faint it might have been overlooked if not for the watchful crowd.

Eren felt something like an electric shock pulse through his arms, traveling up into his core. His eyes went wide. Aurora, witnessing it from her bed, gasped in alarm. Historia, the doctor, and the Jaegerists jumped back, all exchanging terrified looks. Another faint spark danced, and Eren’s mind reeled, trying to make sense of it.

Suddenly, the sound of distant thunder began anew, a low rumbling that escalated into a deafening roar. Outside, the entire ground shook, more powerfully than before. Shouts carried in through the open window from the courtyard as if the kneeling Titans had risen once again.

It was Eren who spoke, face taut with comprehension. “Zeke must have died exactly when Ymir was born,” he rasped, letting out a trembling exhale. He recalled the sporadic memories he had glimpsed of Grisha’s life, how a titan shifter’s powers are transferred to a newborn Subject of Ymir if the holder dies without being consumed. “The Beast Titan… it’s… our daughter, she… inherited it.”

In the stillness, Aurora’s lips parted in astonishment. “That can’t— Are you sure…?”

But even as she asked, the ongoing quake outside confirmed the answer. The Founder’s connection had been severed the moment Zeke died, but now it returned, anchored once more to a new vessel with the necessary royal blood. By some impossible twist of fate, Eren had regained the power to direct the Rumbling, not because Zeke lived, but because Ymir Jaeger, his newborn daughter of royal descent, was now a titan shifter.

“No…” Historia uttered under her breath, one hand pressed to her heart. She looked between the infant and Eren with horror and awe mingled in her expression.

“And now I can do it,” Eren murmured, glancing down at Ymir’s tiny face. “I can finish this. The Rumbling… it’s back.”

The Jaegerists stared at each other, torn between disbelief and elation. They had been certain this was the end, that the Allied Forces would march across the ocean victorious. But with a lightning crack of infant power, the Founder’s plan resumed. They were saved. Or damned. None of them could decide which.

Aurora cradled her arms, longing to hold the baby again, but Eren had to keep little Ymir in his arms and maintain physical contact. He pressed a trembling kiss to the baby’s forehead before sitting beside Aurora on the bed.

The father in him wanted to remain completely in the moment with his family, to hold them both, but war demanded more, demanded that he face the world yet again.

“Wait,” Aurora pleaded softly, voice strained. “You just came back. Please, just— just for a second…”

Their eyes met. A thousand words lingered unspoken between them, heartbreak and love tangled in a single moment. Eren bent down, leaning his forehead to Aurora’s. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, voice hoarse. “I’ll fix this. We’ll be free soon.”

Outside, the courtyard was a cacophony of alarms and jubilant shouting. Soldiers realized that the Titans were moving again, and the walls quaked under the renewed onslaught. Fright and relief blended in uneven doses across every face. ”

Nearby, battered Jaegerists scrambled to form new defensive lines outside the palace. The day had been an endless haze of gunfire and sabotage. Many among them bled from bullet wounds, burns, or lacerations. Eren’s reemergence seemed to lend them new spirit, an almost fanatical spark in their eyes: they would defend him and Aurora’s child at all costs.

Meanwhile in the thick of the battle high above the island, an airship soared through the sky, engines humming. Inside, the cabin reeked of sweat, bandages, and disillusionment. Captain Levi sat by a small, shattered window, watching the battlefield below with stony calm. Mikasa and Armin stood close, peering out at the silhouettes of the fallen Titans. The moment they realized the Rumbling had halted, they all had felt their stomachs drop in dread. But only minutes later, the ground had vibrated with new life, and the colossal horde resumed, unstoppable.

From across the cabin, Reiner clutched his side, steam rising from the patch where he’d been shot in his Titan form. Pieck, in human form, lay close by letting out a quiet exhale of relief. Porco crouched with his head down, bruised and coughing, but alive. Jean and Connie tried to calm Sasha’s frayed nerves as she stared at the ground passing beneath them. Hange, adjusting her cracked glasses, half-laughed in delirious excitement.

“So it’s still going,” Hange noted, voice trembling with exhaustion. “Zeke must be… no, that can’t be right. If Zeke’s dead, the Rumbling should end. Unless—”

“Unless something else happened,” Armin finished. He pressed his palm to the glass. “Eren must have found another way. We have no idea how, but the Titans… they’re on the move.”

Mikasa frowned, tension etched into every line of her face. “We need to get back. With Zeke dead, Eren would have no other way to channel the Founding Titan’s power… unless something else took Zeke’s place.” She trailed off, not sure what that meant.

Levi said nothing, but a dark, comprehending look flickered across his face. If Eren managed to gain a new means of controlling the Founder, it likely spelled more trouble. The one bright spot was that, if the Titans marched, it meant Paradis wasn’t lost just yet. The Allies would be forced to retreat or face unimaginable devastation.

“Set us down in Shiganshina,” Levi muttered to the pilot. “We’ll go from there on foot.”

Down below, the sight was horrifying. The partial rubble of fallen titans littered the area, a testament to the moment the Rumbling had paused. Now, though, those same titans rose, brushing off shattered limbs, regenerating with unstoppable force. The horizon glowed orange with steam, and far in the distance, the ocean churned under the footsteps of thousands of monstrous bodies. The Allied Fleet, once so confident, was likely in full panic mode.

Commander Magath, on a battered flagship far out at sea, could scarcely believe his own eyes. He had been certain they secured victory by killing the Beast Titan. But now monstrous roars rippled across the water, and the thunder of countless footsteps hammered the planet’s crust once again. The entire coastline lit with muzzle flashes as anti-titan cannons tried in vain to hold back the unstoppable wave of heat and flesh. It was pointless.

“How are they still moving!?” Magath shouted, slamming a fist onto a rail. The bridge of the ship was chaos, with officers and crew members rushing to relay frantic orders. The rumble of the massive titans hammered the steel deck beneath them. “Zeke was eliminated— they shot him, I saw him fall. So how is Eren Jaeger controlling the Founder now?”

No one could answer. A sense of doomed finality wove itself into every soldier’s expression. The unstoppable was unstoppable yet again. Their last trick had failed, and the Rumbling advanced, mere hours away from washing them off the map.

Meanwhile in the metaphysical domain of the Paths, Eren and Aurora stood side by side. Exhaustion etched Aurora’s face, but she stayed upright, leaning slightly into Eren’s side. He cradled Ymir in his arms, the infant’s eyes closed in calm slumber. The intangible sands of the realm glowed faintly beneath their feet, and the great, ghostly silhouettes of massive trees surrounded them, reminiscent of the origin story with Ymir Fritz.

In front of them, Levi, Armin, Mikasa, Hange, Jean, Connie, Sasha, Reiner, Porco, and Pieck—who had suddenly materialized here once more—stared in bewildered awe. They recognized the intangible feeling of the Paths, they had believed all was lost when Zeke died.

“Eren,” Armin murmured, stepping forward with cautious reverence, “how… how did you do this? Zeke’s gone. We saw him fall into the ocean. So how—?”

Eren’s green eyes blazed with a furious determination, tears still stained along the edges of his lids. He pressed his palm to Aurora’s shoulder, keeping her steady. “My daughter,” he said, voice low, “is of royal blood, like her mother. When Zeke died, the power of the Beast Titan had nowhere else to go but her. Now, as soon as she was born, Ymir inherited the Beast Titan’s power. That means the Founder is still connected to a royal titan. The Rumbling continues.”

A collective gasp rippled through the group. Mikasa’s lips parted in silent understanding, while Levi’s expression darkened. He remembered hearing Eren mention that if a shifter died without passing on their power, it would transfer randomly among newborn Eldians. He just never expected it to happen the instant of birth, let alone with Eren and Aurora’s baby.

Hange let out a shaky laugh, half-hysterical. “That’s… insane. A newborn. This is the greatest stroke of luck or misfortune… I’m not even sure which.”

Porco, battered but upright, eyed Eren warily. “What about the rest of the Allies? Marley, the Global Fleet? They’ll keep fighting. They won’t stop until they’ve destroyed us, or we destroy them.”

Eren’s gaze sharpened, glancing at Ymir sleeping in his arms. “We continue,” he answered simply. “The Rumbling won’t stop again. Zeke’s gone, but now we have a new link. All that stands between us and survival is their complete annihilation.”

Armin let out a trembling breath. “Eren, are we really— we’re going to kill everyone else? Is there truly no other way? You have access to the Founder’s power now… surely you can look for alternative options?” He cast a pleading glance at Aurora, almost as if hoping she might intervene. But Aurora’s eyes were fixed on her child, a haunted acceptance in her expression. She had never wanted mass genocide, yet she wouldn’t see her daughter or the island wiped out. The fear of losing Eren and their baby overcame every other moral boundary. They had come too far to compromise now.

Eren’s stare pinned Armin in place. “I saw the future many times, Armin, and everyone led to the world wiping us off the map…except for the future in which we wipe them out first. We tried everything. Diplomacy, alliances, subterfuge. The Allies still came to our doorstep with the intent to slaughter every last one of us. We can’t risk any more losses.”

Hange closed her eyes, leaning heavily on Levi’s shoulder. She, too, had fought for a better solution. She felt the weight of countless potential innocents crushed beneath giant footsteps. But her mind reminded her that innocents on Paradis had died for decades, for generations, viewed as devils. The cycle of hatred left them no path except forward, no matter how gruesome.

Sasha whispered, “If we stop now, they’ll finish us off, right?”

Jean answered with a terse nod. “Yes. That’s the cold truth.”

Nodding faintly, Eren tightened his hold on Aurora with his free arm. She clung to him, eyes downcast. A flicker of sadness marred her delicate features, but an even stronger flicker of resolve underpinned it. If they halted the Rumbling, her child would forever live under threat. She wouldn’t allow that.

Armin pressed trembling fingers to the bridge of his nose, tears glistening. He recalled every memory of the old days: the sunny times with Eren and Mikasa in Shiganshina, his dream to see the ocean. He’d seen the ocean, all right, and that ocean was now red with the blood of armies. But he refused to sabotage Eren’s choice. They were in too deep, and loyalty overshadowed guilt.

“Then… finish it, Eren,” Levi said tersely, ignoring the knot in his gut. “We’ll do what we must, or else it’s the end of us all.”

Eren’s gaze swept the group. “Then fight,” he murmured, a spark igniting behind the green of his eyes, “until this entire cruel world bows to us or is trampled. We can’t lose.”

Slowly, the intangible space of the Paths flickered, sending them back to reality. Each soldier returned to their vantage, whether in the airship or on the ground. Eren once again found himself sitting next to Aurora as she leaned against his shoulder, baby Ymir nestled between them. Several Jaegerists who had been silent witnesses to this astral conversation jolted, blinking in confusion, as they realized precious seconds had passed like an eyeblink.

“Eren,” Aurora managed, reaching up to lay a hand on his cheek. “This is how it has to be, isn’t it?”

His voice trembled with regret. “I wish… I wish there’d been another way. But they forced our hand. I won’t let them take you, or Ymir, or anyone else from me.” He kissed Aurora’s brow, then pressed his lips to the baby’s crown of platinum hair.

Outside, day bled into a furious horizon. The Allies bombarded the Titans, panicked upon seeing them stir once more, but it was too late. The colossal figures rose in unison, unstoppable. Marley’s coastal defenses buckled under renewed tremors. The sea churned into massive waves under a thousand monstrous feet. Most of the remaining Allied ships began to retreat, battered, or sank outright under the combined might of the Titan horde.

Aurora closed her eyes, pressing a trembling kiss to her daughter’s brow. “Ymir, you’re the future,” she whispered, tears mingling with sweat. “This is all for you… for all of us to live free.”

In the distance, the thunder of footsteps reached a crescendo. And so the second wave of the Rumbling began in earnest, guided this time by the intangible link to a newly born Beast Titan. The ground shook more fiercely than ever, entire continents bracing for a final onslaught. Though many Allied soldiers fled, countless more fought to the last breath. The ocean frothed with colossal legs, unstoppable, drowning ships and leveling entire fleets.

Overhead, the sky darkened from thickening smoke and dust kicked up by the Titan horde. The day was turning nightmarish, each footstep a devastating quake. War horns blared sporadically, followed by the distinct crack of cannons. But each volley made scarcely a dent in the unstoppable mass.

Despite the horror, one small, shining hope remained for the people of Paradis: they had each other, and now they had a future. If Eren’s plan succeeded, the outside world would be flattened. None would remain to threaten Aurora’s child, to call them devils, to plan another invasion. They could breathe free air at last.

But the cost was immeasurable. Town after town beyond the island’s shores vanished under the stampede. The line between heroism and monstrosity blurred completely, overshadowed by the singular drive to protect their own. Aurora clung to that logic, tears streaking her cheeks whenever she looked down at Ymir’s tiny face. She recalled the battered remains of Liberio, the cabin in Marley where she and Eren had dreamed of a simpler life, of a family untainted by war. Reality had shown them no such mercy, so they forged their own.

Though the war waged for hours more, the final outcome was never truly in doubt. The Rumbling, anchored by the infant Beast Titan, had become unstoppable once again. Commander Magath, surviving by the narrowest margin, evacuated what was left of his command staff. For them, the new age belonged to Eren Jaeger and the devils of the island.

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ninibeingdelulu · 10 months ago

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How it is to be Levi’s fiancée ft. levi ackerman

a/n: just some stupid (maybe bad) headcanons bc i miss my husband so much

While you're both part of the Scout Regiment, Levi tries to keep your relationship low-key and professional during missions or training. But his icy exterior melts a bit whenever he sneaks glances your way, letting a rare softness shine through.

The other scouts giggle and make bets on when their hardass Captain will finally propose. Levi overhears and shuts it down with a single death glare - though later that night he surprises you by getting down on one knee.

After the difficult decision to leave the scouts to start a family, Levi is an absolute clean freak about baby-proofing your home. He triple checks for any potential hazards like it's scouting enemy territory.

Despite his blunt manner, Levi goes misty-eyed the first time he holds his newborn child. You catch him tenderly nuzzling their tiny button nose while humming an old lullaby his own mother used to sing.

He may be pint-sized, but don't underestimate Levi's overprotective papa bear mode. He glowers down any strangers who so much as look at his baby funny while out in public.

At the same time, Levi melts into an adorably awkward pile of mush whenever his kid learns a new skill like crawling or talking. He'll play peek-a-boo for hours just to hear that baby laughter.

On hard days, coming home to his family is Levi's slice of paradise. He cherishes read-aloud time where his little one snuggles into his lap, already falling asleep to the soothing baritone of daddy's voice.

Sometimes you wake in the middle of the night to find Levi's side of the bed empty...only to discover him swaying in the nursery, cradling your restless baby close while humming that same lullaby.

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feastinonangels · 15 hours ago

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Eren told Jean his jacket looked stupid so he might not wear it to school today 😭🥺

Headcanon that Jean has a bad habit of biting his lips when he is nervous.

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morgluvsconnie · 10 months ago

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4:47AM.

mom!reader x dad!eren

hearing the faint sound of your baby crying, as you were tangled in the sheets, one leg above them and one leg under.

eren laid beside you, one leg hanging off the bed as he slept peacefully (for now) on his back. you groaned, throwing your arm over his chest and softly hitting him.

“baby.” you mumbled, eren quickly sitting up, eyes still closed. “huh?” he breathed out as he rubbed his eyes, finally hearing his baby crying.

quickly standing up, almost stumbling over, rushing towards the room to turn the lights on, letting out a sigh of relief before walking over to her crib and picking her up, her being like a small teddy bear in his hands.

“it’s okay, you good.” he whispered as Erie’s eyes fluttered open, her making soft sounds.

he held her in one hand, slowly making his way down the stairs and into the kitchen to get milk from the fridge.

yawning, pausing to adjust himself for a moment, he leaned on the counter, still holding Erie in his arm as he used his other one to feed her the bottle. closing his eyes for a few seconds, he felt himself dozing off, his head flying up as he looked at her, sighing softly.

he sat there for a few minutes, staring into space, giving his baby time to breathe before letting her drink the rest of her milk.

putting the bottle by the sink, not having enough energy or consciousness to wash and refill it, he made his way back upstairs, scratching his head and walking into the newborns room, rocking her softly while trying to put her to sleep.

“just go back to sleep.. Erbear.” he mumbled, throwing his head back and sighing. “please.” he whispered, looking back down at his baby just to see her peacefully asleep in his arms.

smiling a little, walking towards her crib and kissing her forehead, he slowly put her down.

“thank you.” eren mumbled, walking out of her room and turning the light off, leaving both doors wide open so that you knew if she’d start crying again.

as you felt the bed get heavier beside you, you turned towards eren, holding your arms out as he laid on your chest, sighing.

“did you burp her?” you asked, rubbing your hands in his messy hair.

“aw, shit.” erens eyes shot open and he quickly got off of you.

rushing to Erie’s room and turning the light on, eren lifted her and faced her away from him on his forearm, softly patting her back. “my bad.” he mumbled, hearing a burp come from his daughter.

patting her for a few more seconds, wiping her mouth with a soft towel, eren laid her back down with a groan and tossed the towel in the laundry bin outside of her room, turning the light off and finally being able to lay down.

resting his head on your chest and wrapping his arm around your waist, he took a deep breath and exhaled, closing his eyes.

dozing off, you were both woken up by a loud cry, once again.

eren pat your waist, your eyes fluttering open. he got off of you and rolled over to the other side. “the baby.” he mumbled.

you sighed, sitting up.

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mommypieck · 1 year ago

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okay but imagine having a boyfriend with longer hair so you can tug on it while he fucks you. it started as a joke when you told him that you're gonna be the one olaying with his hair during sex... until it actually happened.

"fuck, baby, that pussy feels so good." he moans into your ear, licking the shell of it. just this sentence alone makes you moan out loud, making him smile at your whorish sounds. his cock is hitting the deepest parts of your body, teasing your sweet spot with every thrust.

"i need more." he moans out, slamming his hips into yours and hitting your cerwix dead on. you yell out in pleasure, gripping his hair tightly. your eyes go wide at the slutty moan he lets out. you grip his hair eyes tighter, bringing him closer so he can rest his head in the crock of your neck.

"do that again, baby." he purrs against your neck as he leaves love bites on it. you tug on his hair again and he loses his mind. his cock starts hammering into you again, he's determined that you're not gonna be able to walk after this.

"fucking hell, baby. you're making me so drunk off of you."

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nerd!reader x fratboy!eren

warnings : cliche cliche cliche Eren calls reader nerd a lot so be prepared, reader wear glasses, unprotected sex, fingering, blowjob lot of kisses, praise, doggy style, missionary, boob play, minimal use of y/n

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You hate working with men, especially in group projects. They're unserious and careless if it was up to you, you'd rather be doing this work alone but the teacher denied your request to your great demise. Through your years of college you successfully avoid being paired with slackers and frat boys. Today you are now seated next to Eren Jaeger, the ultimate form of a frat beast. You guess this is the end of your lucky run.

The said boy is whisper-yelling in the receiver of his phone earning angry glances from the other student in the library... Has he no etiquette about the appropriate behavior in these places ? Taking off your glasses, you massage your temple, eyes closed, face facing your desk. It's only been a few days since you started this project but you feel like you've been at it for months. The end of the semester approaching means everyone is busy. You had a hard time scheduling this work session with Eren and he's on the phone ? You can't open your eyes now because you know you want to cry.

"Sorry about this" he interrupts your train of thoughts "It's like no one knows how to organize a party when I'm not around" he jokes, opening your eyes you just stare at him with a blank expression. A party ? You're not even halfway through this project due in twelve days and he's thinking about a party ?

"I gotta go, but after the party I'll get to work and send you my part, deal ?"

"You're telling me that you're going to get drunk tonight, analyze the market we are launching our product in and create an adequate publicity?" you ask in disbelief.

"Yes" a smirk grows on his face, picking up your glasses from the wooden table, he positions them in front of his own eyes, without wearing them he looks around the room through the frame. "You know, it's not because you're a nerd with a strict working method that everyone has to follow them" he mokes, eyes falling back on you, the glasses make his eyes look slightly bigger in another context you may have smiled at that but right now you're just pissed. You open your mouth to snap back at him but he places a finger on your lips

"Keep it down this is a library" oh you want to kill him now, the audacity stuns you in your seat. "Listen, I'm in the same class as you, yeah ? Means I am not completely stupid, just trust your teammate ok?" he smiles, sliding your glasses on your nose until his finger comes in contact with the skin between your eyebrows. Without another word he pats the top of your head, turning his heels to make his way to the library exit.

What the fuck ?

A long exhale escapes your lips as you slide back in your chair, well... your mood is ruined you cannot get another word down. gathering your stuff you shove them in your bags, following the same direction your partner took a few minutes ago.

The soft breeze hits your cheeks and your pressure lowers a little, you should take breaks more often, this feels nice. The smell of nicotine hits you and you take a long whiff, god you would love a cigarette right now maybe you can borrow one to the person ? Turning your head toward the source of your desire, here stands no other than Eren. Life is really cruel to you these days. His emerald eyes catch yours and a smile curls around the butt of the cigarette. Snapping your head back, you speed walk toward the dorm, you swear you heard him laugh behind you.

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Against all expectation Eren did send his part after the party. It didn't meet your expectations but you're seeing him again today so you'll suggest the modification and smooth it over so it looks like an actual group project and not a patchwork of personal pieces. Eren invited you to his place to continue working, originally he wanted to work at yours but you said no, you wouldn't want his presence in your personal space, it's too intimate and the way he behave like an elephant in a china shop the other days makes you sweat just by thinking of him in your own apartment.

Standing in front of the main door of the two story house you take a deep breath before knocking twice. An unfamiliar face greets you and you're wondering if you had the wrong address, scrambling to apologize you're about to leave when you hear Eren's voice in the back

"Connie, is that my nerd ?" The man in front of you, which you assume is Connie, tilts his head to the side, looking you from head to toe. You clutch your books tighter against your chest in embarrassment.

"Looks like it"

"Come on in " Eren's face appears behind the bald man and you step in the house "Just take off your shoes man" Eren says, squeezing your shoulder. Barely two words in and you're already tense. Why is he so comfortable with physical touch and stupid names?

Nevertheless you oblige, toeing off your converse. You hear a stream of foreign voices coming from your right, following the noises you fall face to face with a group of boys playing mario kart, laughing and screaming at each other. This cannot be real you think, feeling your arms weaken a bit.

"Eren ! If you were busy you should have told me I would've come another day."

"No, that's fine! The boys are here but I'm taking you upstairs, it's where my desk at" he says, sliding his hand over your shoulder, looking down at you. He's close, maybe too much but you don't have it in you to fight, you can feel the warmth of his body despite your clothes. Holding his gaze you only notice now that his hair is down, fully down not half up like he wears so often his dark locks frame his face cascading on his broad shoulders. He is pretty, very pretty, your cheeks heat up a bit, you're about to change subject to get your mind off your stupid thoughts when a voice interrupts you.

"No foolishness upstairs yeah ?" Connie giggles looking back at the two of you, controller in hand.

"Worry about yourself bro being 11th against Floch is stupid" he smirks earning a fit of laughter from the rest of the group. Hand still around your shoulder he leads you up the stairs.

His room is cleaner and tidier than you expected but you're relieved, Placing your book and laptop on his desk you start to organize your thoughts, you have a lot to do today if you want to be ready by next week.

"I've read what you sent me. It is pretty good but I would like to circle back on a few points with you if that's ok ?" you ask, taking place in one of the chairs facing the desk.

"Sure thing, that's why we're here for" he smiles, scraping the chair against the floor in order to sit on it. The screeching noise making your brow furrow, everything about him is so... intense.

The session goes smoothly, Eren is way more focused then back in the library. Maybe he just needs to be in a place he is familiar with to be productive ? Sure he would run downstairs whenever the boys cheered loudly to see what it was about, blow the smoke of his juul straight in your face, stretch and groan like he spent the last decade tied up to this chair. But as long as the work is done you don't think you mind anymore.

"So I'll take care of the visual presentation, next time we see each other we could do a rehearsal of the oral presentation ? What do you think ?" you ask gathering your belongings

"I think we are going to rock this shit" he says, holding up his hand in the air. He's he expecting a high five like you guys are some sort of football team ? You stare at his palm. "Come oooon loosen up little nerd we did such a good job today" he waves his hands and you dap it quickly, shaking your head left to right a small smile growing on your lips. You stand up and he walks you downstairs.

The group of boys sitting on the couch is smaller, no more Connie in sight, you don't recognize a single face.

"Want to stay for dinner ?"

"No I gotta get back home but thanks for the invite"

"Right, go back before the sun goes down and the wolf gets you" he laughs, grabbing your forearm when you lose balance putting your shoes back on.

"Funny guy" you roll your eyes looking up at him. Behind Eren are two silhouettes, two boys that look like twins except one is slightly taller than the other, they still look very similar, upturned nose and slick hair pushed back. They are watching the interaction with curious eyes before whispering to each other. Right, the biggest gossips you know are actually men.

"Don't take everything so personally it was just a joke"

"I know, it was just lame" it's your turn to laugh now, his eyes crinkle letting your forearm go, he opens the door for you.

"Well, see you around i guess" you nod your head stepping out, Eren sends a wink your way before closing the door shut in a forceful manner.... as always.

Walking into the evening sun you still feel the shadow of his touch on your arm, goosebumps raise on your skin and you shove the thought in the back of your head, sliding your airpods in.

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The presentation is in two days, you booked one of the private rooms of the library to have a proper rehearsal but something is missing.. Eren is missing, and now you're about to lose your reservation.

"You know the rules, private rooms can not be booked for a single person so I think you have to go" the girl with ashy gray hair says with a fake nice smile.

"Yeah and that's pretty selfish to do, you know ?" the one with the black pigtails add

"I'm telling you my partner is on his way. I'm not hogging this room for myself and I'm not selfish. I booked it!"

You are starting to lose your patience. They've been trying to kick you out of the room for the past five minutes. A familiar silhouette snakes its way to the room and your shoulder relaxes.

"Mina, Hitch" his honeyed voice interrupts.

Both girls turn around and squeals greetings once they realise who it is. He gives each of them a quick side hug, cheeks pressing together "Oh my god Eren i didn't know the room was for you" You mentally check out after that sentence, their smile seems genuine now and you laugh to yourself. So all it takes for them to act normal is a popular boy ? noted for the next time you want to book a private room. Their conversation digresses to something else and you interrupt them, having lost enough time as it is.

"Eren ? Can we get to work please ?" You can't see his eyes because he's wearing sunglasses... indoors but by now you shouldn't even be shocked at this point, his head turns your way.

"Duty call ladies, but it was nice to see you" he flashes them a million dollar smile guiding them out of the room with hands on their lower back. Minna and Hitch turn around saying their goodbye as they speed walk out of the library, arms linked with one another and hushed whispers.

Seated across from you, Eren hasn't taken off his glasses yet and now that he is close, the faint smell of weed gets to you.

"Are you high ?" you ask, clinging to your last hopes. No answer comes from him but the cheshire smile he gives you makes you slump in your seat. "Eren! Is this why you're late ? I almost got kicked out because of you!" you try to keep your tone steady but you fail, voice pitching higher than usual.

"It's not the reason I'm late but yes I smoked." He says finally taking off the shades from his eyes, they're red, making the emerald color of his irises pop out. You won't admit it but... he looks good like that. His hair is fully tied back today, making it impossible to escape his powerful gaze. "And there's no way they would have managed to get you out, you looked ferocious with your eyebrow tight. Mina and Hitch are all bark, no bite. " he snickers, digging his laptop out of his bag.

You don't give him credit for his attempt at loosening up the atmosphere, connecting your laptop to the monitor. The fake presentation goes fairly well, Eren seems distracted, staring at you when he's supposed to be reading his parts. You would throw a pen his way to make him snap out of it, posture straightening up he would continue the flow of speech in such a natural way, eyes still never leaving yours. His gaze is hard to maintain so you would often nod your head, looking down at the powerpoint. Everytime you look back up a smirk was displayed on his face.

After a few more repetitions you decide that you're ready for the real presentation. Eren is waiting for you at the door, bag swinged over his shoulder displaying his beefy arm. You trot up to him so he doesn't have to wait longer. Once outside of the library he's ready to part way but you hold onto his biceps, his eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"Eren please don't smoke before the oral presentation on friday" you must sound pathetic but you don't care you'll probably never speak to him after this project is over. You can see that he is holding back a smile before he opens his mouth.

"You worry way too much my little nerd." Eren leans in for a hug, the same type he gave the two girls earlier, but he lingers a bit longer, his large hand rubbing your back.the embrace is somehow reassuring you take a deep breath patting his back, you choose to believe him if this goes south for any reason you'll give your all in the other discipline to compensate.

"See ? you can actually relax when you want to" he smirks putting his sunglasses back on.

You roll your eyes adjusting your tote bag on your shoulder "Bye" you turn around.

Walking toward the dorms you think about Eren, usually his touch would irritate you, him being so casual with everyone and anything drives you crazy. But today after you saw him being sweet to those girls, you are glad he hugged you too... and the way he refers to you as his nerd is kind of cute. A long exhale escapes your lips : remember that everything will be over after friday. Maybe it's for the better, this way you won't get the wrong idea.

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Presentation went well ! The transitions were smooth and the questions asked by the other classmates at the end allowed you to prove your work was not surface level but well rounded and constructed on serious work of research. You had to literally step on eren toes when he would space out, throwing any supply at him is not possible since you were in presence of the entire class and not the privacy of the study room. Other than that, no bumps. It is a huge weight off your back

The oral exam being done also means that you are officially free from any academic pressure... until next semester but still ! You can take time to relax now. And it is exactly what you're doing, sitting on a bench you are catching up on your personal reading that you put aside due to the amount of deadline you were meeting. The three above you provide the perfect amount of shade while you still enjoy the warm breeze of the afternoon. A smile grows on your face as you read more and more of the eternal husband. It's not the book that makes you smile but the simple fact you are able to read it.

Your bliss is cut short when you feel a heavy weight on your foot, ready to brawl you put your book down with vigour.

"It's only payback don't look at me like that" Eren of course it's him "Plus you got out of the classroom at lightning speed i might have thought the last weeks were a fever dream you disappear so quickly"

"I stepped on your toes because you were just staring at me. It was your time to speak! And i left because i had things to do"

"And I was staring because you missed a part of your speech it isn't like you you know ? that's why i was shocked"

"Wait ? I did ? " You mentally replay the whole scene and can't seem to find a crack in it.

"It is so easy to mess with your mind my little nerd" Eren says ruffling your hair while a laugh makes his shoulder shake. You push his hands vigorously.

"Don't joke about this, I'm serious! "

"Soo tense, you know what you need ? To relax, to live a little"

"I was relaxing before you tried to amputate my foot," you said, grabbing your book to emphasize your words.

"Oh come on you can't be serious we just finished exams and you're dipping your nose in that russian freak story ?"

"To each their own" you say opening it back to resume your reading but a thought crosses your mind "What do you do to relax" abandoning the printed pages to look back at him. You immediately regret your question as a devilish smirk grows on his face.

"Would you like to know ? Or better I could show you" Eren says, picking up a leaf that has fallen in your hair, his finger traveling down so he can tilt your chin up. "Come by my place tonight ?"

"You're having a party ?" you ask sheepishly. That is why is known for on campus, parties, girls dying for him to notice them and his amazing athletic performances. You never went to one of his famous parties nor his games. Not your cup of tea but still, you were curious about it. Eren eyes are blank for a moment, fingers caressing your chin. "Yeah, something like that, so are you coming ? To have a proper end to this collaboration."

A last goodbye huh ? If his parties hold up to their reputation you probably won't even see him tonight due to the amount of people that would be present, and you doubt he will come to find you out of all people. You would be lying if you said a part of you doesn't want to go to his house, see what the fuss is all about... You will only stay so many years in college fuck it. "Ok i'll be there" HIs face lights up "Can't wait then" Another million dollar smile sent your way and his trotting off god knows where on campus.

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The sun sets faster than you realise, it's time to get ready for tonight, you do not know what to wear, how to do your hair and makeup, walking back and forth between your closet and the full length mirror in your living room you can't decide which dress will make the cut. Mini black backless dress or baby pink strappy dress ? Your mind tends to the black one, it's more casual you'll be more comfortable. Oh my god shoes, what about shoes ? If you call Annie to ask her you know she'll hang up, sighing as you rummage through your tiny shoe storage. The dress is black you might go for black shoes as well. strappy black heels they're toe open, a quick glance at your feet and you can see that your nail polish is still intact. Well looks like you got an outfit.

Opting for a light make up you made a wing eyeliner (surprisingly fast, given the fact that you didn't wear makeup for a longtime due to your exam ) , lip gloss, mascara blush and concealer to hide the bags you accumulated for the last few weeks. You smile at your reflection, it is good to see you this primed, you feel like you again. The glasses would spoil the look so you go for lenses tonight, and for your hair, you let them sits freely around your face and dow your back, the dress being backless would call for an updo but you're having a good hair day so screw it

22:37 reads your phone about time to go. You're feeling a bit anxious but decide to ignore it.

You call an uber and soon enough the car pulls up in the familiar driveway. Thanking the driver as you make your way to the steps, the absence of noise from any kind strikes you, you would've thought that the famous parties at the Yeager house have bass loud enough to feel them in your chest.

Before you have the time to process anymore thoughts, the door swings open revealing Eren, smiling ear to ear, looking at you up and down, his adam's apple bobs up. "Come on in" he says holding his hand out, you take it, climbing up the few stairs that separate the both of you.

"Where is everyone else ?" you ask, surprised to find the house empty.

"They'll be here" he says leading you to the kitchen, hand on the small of your naked back "Tomorrow" he adds with a grin.

"Eren!"

"What ? If I told you tonight was just us would you still have come ? " he asks, filling two cocktail glasses with a thick orange liquid. Eren takes your absence of reaction as an answer. "It's just that we spent all this time together and I never saw you anything other than stressed, I couldn't imagine you going to a party to be honest" he snickers, dipping his lips in the colorful mixture as he slides the other glass your way against the kitchen island. "Look at you nerd,not wearing your glasses, dress and heels on, you look good like that ! "

"You deemed me a nerd because I wear glasses and read books" you grumble looking down at your glass, not picking up his comment on your appearance but it makes your insides mushy.

"Not really, the first time we met you literally explain to me in details the lore of the dance of the dragons because you saw my Daenerys keychain" you close your eyes mortified by the memory "Don't be embarrassed that was fun ! " he hits your shoulder, laughing at your reaction.

You remember it all too well, it was your second year of college, Eren sat next to you, the small classroom got cramped fast and he was late, beggars can't be choosers. It is true the pop Daenerys figure caught your attention and you made small talk and might got carried away but there's no harm in that or so you thought, guess you annoyed him pretty bad if he still remembers it to this day. Feeling your cheeks heat up, you turn your head right, a few days ago this is where his group of friends were playing mario kart, now that the space is empty you got a nice view of his living room.

"You have a fireplace ? Fancy" you remark

"What you don't ?"

"My humble student apartment doesn't allow this type of furniture"

"That is really sad, want me to put it on for you ?" you roll your eyes and he leads you once more around his house, cocktails in hands.

Both of you are kneeling in front of the fireplace,resting on the fluffy white rug. Eren is filling its center with different sizes of wood sticks. You admire his arms flexing and stretching as he moves around. Tonight he is wearing a tight white shirt that highlights his toned body. His dark hair is fully down once more, the ends are a bit damp, making some spot on his shoulder see through, a grey jogger is covering his legs. Damn. He looks good wearing that. Once the branches are neatly placed he adds a fire starter and hands you a box of matches, the long type ones.

"Do me the honour" he smiles, you return his expression, scratching the red tip against the rough side of the box and sticking it to the little white cube, the flame catches quickly and you squeak, retrieving your hand from the chimney. Eren claps at your side praising you in an obnoxious manner. "She did it!" and others exclamations as if you saved the world. You laugh at his antics, eyes fixated on the yellow and orange hues that dance in front of you.

"Did you know that in ancient Rome everyone was peeing at the same place "latrines" with the strong concentration of ammonia in urine a single match would have been enough to blow the whole place up ?" you snort, thinking about the anecdote you learn in latin classes as the fire crackles in front of you.

"No I didn't" you turn to him and he is wearing his signature teasing expression. You know what is thinking already, you can almost hear his voice say it; nerd. Here you go ranting about random facts because you're hampered, and being alone with Eren at his house is the reason. At least you can blame the heat coursing through your body on the nearby fire. You take another sip from your cocktail.

"Is that a sex on the beach ?" you ask to change the subject. Eren nods looking impressed that you know. "I was going to offer you a beer but I have the feeling you would like something more refined."

"Nice catch, I don't like beer, but I have to say I didn't imagine you drinking cute cocktails."

"I'm a versatile guy, and I like to adapt to my guests." he smiles clinking your glasses with his before you both drink some more.

The conversations flow easily with him, against all expectations you guys have a lot of common interests, video games, movies and music taste. You realize that maybe you have judged him as much as he did you. Eren is currently refilling both your glasses in the kitchen as you scroll through his vinyl collection. You asked for a soft drink, feeling like the alcohol and the warm waves that come from the fireplace would be the perfect combo lulling you to sleep.

Your shoes are long forgotten by the fireplace, you are sitting on your ass, feet joint by your side. Eren slides back to your side handing you your drink. Your thighs are flush against each other, the more you were talking through the night, the closer you got, literally. The fireplace gives his face a warm light, accentuating his features, his lips are moving but you cannot decipher a single word. He is so pretty like that, the heat coming from the chimney decouples his scent, lavender and wood. You take a deep breath to ground yourself but you can't push away the need to kiss him.

Leaning into Eren's chest, you press your lips into his, softly, to see if is going to pull back or not. He doesn't, you feel his arm wrap around your shoulder, making it impossible for you to squirm away, but you wouldn't even if you could. His lips are intoxicating, he leans more and more into you as his tongue enters your mouth. Desperate for more you set down your glass on the ground, fisting his shirt in your palms. His secondhand goes on your waist securing your place once more as your tongue battles against each other for dominance. Eren breaks the kiss, still holding you close

"Needy much ?" Eren laughs, swiping his tongue on his bottom lips, your eyes don't miss a single bit, you hum absentmindedly. Diving for another kiss this time you let your hands go to his hair pulling slightly to make him open his mouth, your tongue snakes in when he gives you access, he tastes like cherry and orange and a mix of vodka. You freeze

"Are you drunk ?" The last thing you want is to take advantage of the situation. "From two cocktails ? I'm offended" you giggle and he dips his face in your neck, licking and sucking at your skin, his lips are cold, contrasting with the warmth the fire laced your body with, a shiver parcour you and you moan.

Eren travels lower, kissing your breath through the material of your dress "Can I take it off ?" he asks emerald eyes boring through yours you nod, not trusting your voice under his intense gaze. He peels the black cloth of your shoulders letting it sit on your belly. "Who would've thought my nerd has those pretty little tits" he muses fondling them in his large hands. "Do you even know my name ?" you tempt. "Of course I do, y/n" he murmurs, kissing the side of your boob, "My beautiful y/n" he adds, taking your nipple in his mouth, eyes never leaving yours.

Fuck, you should have shut up, your name rolling of his tongue ties your stomach in knots. You exhale loudly arching your back to push more skin into his mouth. You allow yourself to close your eyes, head falling back as your hand travels south to your crotch, fingers toying with your clit. Eren grunts against your areola at the sight, his own fingers entering your wet cavern, you gasp at the intrusion. "Teamwork baby we're used to this" he groans before switching to your other breast. The circular motion you're self inflicting on your bundle of nerves is slowly making you unwind. On his side Eren is curling his digits inside your cunt, in search for the spongy spot that is going to make you mewl.

You do your best to hold back your moans not wanting to sound like a desperate mess, but another precise curl of his fingers and there you are, whining and thrashing around him uncontrollably. Eren bites your nipple as you slowly come to your senses opening your eyes, you find his emerald orbs staring back at you amused. "That was quite a show" he directs his glistening digits to his mouth, cleaning them from any remaining stickiness. You nudge him with your foot as your eyes travel to his needy bulge, if anything this only makes you want the full Eren Yeager experience.

Tugging at his waistband you grab his cock from the confine of his sweatpant, he's not wearing any underwear, you chuckle. "Don't slutshame me, you weren't wearing anything either " he laughs, brushing the hair out of your face. "I didn't say anything" you joke planting kisses on his length, you can tell it is not fully hard, which is quite concerning because it's almost the size of your face already but you can take a challenge, and you want to make him hard without putting it in your mouth yet. So it is exactly what you do, leaving a trail of kisses on his base, his tip, his balls and his impressive length.

"You're killing me there y/n" he breathes, lifting his hips off the ground in an attempt to get more friction,what a greedy man he is. But you don't have it in you to tease him any more. Parting your lips you slowly suck the head of his cock in your mouth, the newfound sensation makes him hiss. You circle your tongue around his head, flicking it on his sensitive slit. Once your jaw has relaxed you work more and more of his length inside between your lips, bobbing your head up and down. You hollow your cheeks, working what doesn't fit in your mouth with your hands. His cock is heavy on your tongue, you missed this sensation, moaning around him, you quicken your pace.

"Fuck, you read a book to give head this good ?" he half laughs half moans. He's not far from the truth, you used to read erotic types of books when you were younger but he doesn't need to know that. Having your mouth full you can't answer him so you decide to sink your teeth lightly on his skin. "Shit baby, I'm joking!" he groans but you can tell it's not hurting him, relaxing your jaw you resume your activity, the sloppy noise filling the room alongside the fire cracking next to you . "Right, just like, that I love it when you're nice to me" his hips start to thrust up and you let him fuck your mouth, slacking your jaw to the max.

HIs breath is getting more and more ragged as he lets curses slip past his lips. He's about to cum and you can't wait to know what he tastes like. His hands come to each side of your face lifting you off his penis.

"Eren ?" you mumble, disappointed you haven't gone to the end. He pecks your lips multiple time "Another time baby I want to fuck that little pussy okay ?" you nod, mind too fuzzy to protest. Lowering your upper body onto the carpet Eren hikes your bottom onto his lap. He's looking intently at your pussy before you can feel embarrassed. He parts your entrance with both of his thumb, looking at the arousal ripping out of it. "Cute" he mumbles before wetting his thumb with his tongue and rumbing at your clit a few times. The action makes your cheeks burn, you won't be able to use this move with your books without thinking about this now, you groan, closing your eyes.

"Turn around for me baby" he demands, squeezing your thigh, you happily oblige, knees sinking onto the fluffy rug you arch your back the best you can so he can have a good sight. You feel him kissing your entrance a few times just like he did your lips before and restrain yourself not to back on his face. Soon enough his tip prod at your entrance and you sway your hips in anticipation. "Come on Eren please" you mewl looking back at him. Locking his eyes with yours he let his cock fill you up, inch by inch, both your mouths part when he's fully inside. Your brows are tight on your forehead when he starts to ram into your pussy.

You close your eyes in bliss, cheek resting against the rug and mouth hanging low. You knew you were going to have fun when you saw what he was packing, but you couldn't imagine him stretching you this good. "That's what you needed y/n ? My cock inside of you to turn that big brain off ?" he rasps,fingers digging in your hips. "Yes Eren thank you" you cry, gripping the soft material under you. restreint is no longer a concern, each of his thrust knocks the air out of your lung filling the room with your lewd moans. "Fuck I needed that too my little nerd, driving me crazy since the first day at the librabry". His chest collapses on top of you, making you lay flat on the ground. "Looking so fucking pretty when you want to cry" he purrs, kissing your ear and jaw.

Was he onto you since day one ? That would explain his attitude towards you, the thought makes you clench around him. A swear slips from his lips directly into your ear. One of his arm snakes under your body in between your breasts to finally grab your jaw. "Tell me how that feels baby" he demands, ramming into you deeper each time.

"Feelsgoodbaby" your words are slurred because of his grip. "Fuck, turn around I want to cum looking at that face" despite asking, he's the one manhandling you, he position you on your back covering your face in kisses as he stoke his cock a few time befaore entering you once again, "Don't hide or I'll stop" he threatens feeling your face nooking in his neck. "No, Eren don't stop " you pathetically whine, setting your head back down. The last thing you want is for him to stop now, you need the release, you need it bad. "Good girl" he kisses your cheek, linking your hands with each other, fingers intertwined.

If you didn't know better, you would've thought he has feelings for you, his forehead is resting against yours, eyes chasing yours, holding hands, this is all too intimate, so much for not getting the wrong idea. Eren's hair dangles in your face, shading the whole word from this moment, right now it's you and him. Your emotions are all over the place and you feel good, so good. A familiar knot forms in your lower belly and you know you're not going to last long, not with the way he's rutting into you like his life depends on it.

"Eren can I cum please ? " you don't know why you ask but you do "Fuck, my little nerd is so polite, go ahead make a mess" His thrust are strong now and it's all you need to unravel around his dick as you thank him over and over again. Your body goes limp on the floor, abandoning your hands Eren circles your waist head buried between your breasts as he uses your body to reach his own high, grunting like an animal. Feeling his teeth sink into your skin you know it's about seconds before he shoots his semen inside of your cunt. You feel it dripping down your hole as Eren soothes the bite mark with his tongue.

Your hand goes to his hair, caressing as his breath slowly replenishes.

"You're coming to the party tomorrow" he asks, eyes hazy looking up at you. That's what he's thinking after an sex you wonder? "I don't know, is it going to end like tonight ?" "I can only hope" he smiles resting his cheek against your belly. "Well, I can be convinced" looking into the crackling fire you pray he can't hear how loud your heart is beating in your chest.

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nectardaddy · 11 months ago

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messy! boyfriend jean kirstein headcanons

this man is HERE for all the drama

if yall go to parties there is a 100% chance you're standing in the corner with him at some point talking shit

will ask each other how the other feels about a person before full on saying their peace

"you see Eren's post on snap earlier?" "I did." "how'd you feel about that?" "I dunno'- how did you feel about that?" "he looked a little-..." "glad I'm not the only one, because-" and he'll go on a whole rant about it

this man will deadass look people from head to toe and give you a side eye

he's so mean, but it's so funny at the same time

drama fiend

this man will see you furiously typing on your phone and BEG to know what's going on

if you don't like someone, neither does he

you'll be on a whole rant about someone and he just agrees and ad libs while you are

"yeah, fuck that bitch"

always gotta have a debrief in the car after a party or going out anywhere

especially if people neither of you liked were there

this man is so fucking messy

will literally tell anyone "I'm here to talk" because he's FIENDING for some tea

tells you IMMEDIATLY when he hears something juicy

doesn't matter when or where, he's picking up that damn phone and calling you

"babe- I'm literally at work." "nah, hold up, you HAVE to hear what I just heard from Connie."

#attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot x reader #snk #aot #jean kirstein #jean kirstein x reader #jean kirstein headcanons #jean kirschstein #jean kirschtein x reader #jean x reader #gender neutral reader #aot headcanons #snk headcanons

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st4rbwrry · 9 months ago

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𝒞’𝑀𝐸𝑅𝐸, 𝐵𝑅𝒜𝒯.

aot headcannons + how they handle a brat ft. eren, armin, + onyankopon.

꒰ 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 ꒱ ꔫ . . . fem!reader, lowercase intended, nsfw twitter links, aggressive sex, choking, rough play, spanking, dacryphilia, punishment, bondage, oral [f + m.], squirting, praise, all of them are kinda mean but with reason, teasing, pet names dnt feel like listing, minors aren’t allowed! reblogs + comments are appreciated! ♡

EREN YEAGER

let’s just say eren likes to fuck you really hard when you piss him off. i’m talking putting you through the mattress. gotta make you feel his anger. the man will make you gag on his dick until your jaw aches, stating ‘since you like to run your fuckin’ mouth so much, make use of it’. he loves when your pretty lips glide along his dick, holding your head still as he hisses and groans, muttering ‘suck it, c’mon’ while he stuffs your throat with his heavy dick. when you use two hands to stroke him until he’s throwing his head back trying his best not to whimper. his moans get stuck in his throat when you suck him, eyes completely gone and his face shifting in pleasure. and for revenge for putting him in a position where he has to be mean to you in order for you to understand, he’d fuck you hard till you’re gushing all over him. licks his fat tongue up your neck as he moans in your ear and tells you ‘fuckin’ pretty, mama. takin’ that shit so good, girl.’ burying his dick deep into you it’s painfully good. he always loses his stress halfway through, kissing you like you mean the world to him, since you do. but, he’ll definitely make you beg for forgiveness, and beg to cum. ‘i can’t hear you, baby. say it. i wanna hear you. don’t go quiet now. you were talkin’ all that shit earlier so be a big girl and beg me to let you cum.’

ARMIN ARLERT

armin’s a tease at first. he likes to play with you before he fucks you really good, and i mean good. it’s enough for your legs to spasm and your pussy to squirt along his abdomen. he’s gentle when he starts, sucking on your neck, licking on your nipples as he rolls them under the pads of his thumbs. kissing your inner thighs and doing his best to avoid eating your pussy since you’re currently undeserving. your whines and trembles fuel him, and once he’s gotten a taste of you, slicking his thick tongue between your folds and releasing a guttural moan in your pussy, that’s when the demon comes to show. holding you down as you squirm and try to escape, using all of his upper body strength knowing you can’t fight him. armin will not hesitate to fuck you dumb. you’ve been a brat lately, knowing he hated when you sassed him. he’d always tell you ‘we’ll talk later’ and the talk is usually him fucking you straight. he likes to have you in every angle imaginable. loves to stare at your face as you scream his name, yank at the sheets, and even bite into his arm. he’ll grab your face and tell you to ‘watch me fuck you like the bad girl you are.’ kiss you sloppily as he drops his dick into you hard, every pound leaving you gasping for air. that blonde hair on his head covering his dangerous eyes, followed by weak whimpers and whines escaping his throat. ‘too pretty, love. keep suckin’ me deep. i can feel you cumming.’

ONYANKOPON

not the type to play games with you, at all. will cut any attitude you have extremely short. you seem to yap a lot, and he can live that. what he won’t deal with is a grown woman who throws temper tantrums like an adolescent. he’s usually understanding of most things, meaning he can sit you down and talk if needed. but some things just don’t get through that tiny skull of yours. now, now he has to push it into the bed to fuck some respect into you. he gets really deep to make you feel it all. won’t stop until you’re actually crying. he expects apologies, and they flow from your mouth airless. clearly, he won’t give up until he approves a real apology, not just one you spew just to let you cum. ‘told you stop talkin’ to me fuckin’ crazy. ima fuck the shit outta you’ he’ll groan, heat pooling in his stomach. he’s mad as fuck, and you feel the energy. struggling in the fabric he used to tie your wrists behind your back, whining into the pillow as he claps your ass back onto him. the rough baritone of his voice causing your head to spin. when his big hand wraps around your throat, he’ll pull your head to his chest as your back arches lower, swiveling his hips and fucking you quicker. ‘fuck yes, baby. tell daddy how sorry you are. right now.’ and you’ll tell him, because at this point you didn’t have a choice. his heavy hand lands numerous hits to your ass, biting his lip as you clench around his dick, drawing an orgasm from him sooner than yourself. then he’ll give your pussy some sloppy kisses after because he feels bad for making you so sore. <3

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cottonconnielvr · 10 months ago

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౨ৎ warnings … overstim, dirty talk, oral (fem receiving)

“o-okay eren” you whimper into your pink silk sheets. you struggle to free your wrists from eren’s hold, one of his hands pressing them into your back.

you’re laying face down ass up on the bed, eren kneeling behind you. you can barley focus on your words as you feel eren licking and sucking you everywhere. he’s being so messy, smacks feeling the room along with your cries. “okay ren, m’done” you sigh, eyes rolling into the back of your head. eren hums against your drooling cunt, sending vibrations through your body.

he continues to ignore you, stuffing your tight hole with his wet tongue, thrusting as fast as he can. “p..please i wan’ break!” your hands grip onto the mattress, trying so desperately to crawl away from the sweet torture.

you hear eren hum, gripping your hips with both hands to pull you back to him. he pulls away from your hole with a pop, leaning back to look at the mess you made. “why you running away from me, baby?” eren hums.

your hole clenched around nothing, pushing out more and more of your wetness. eren leans over your body, one of his hands rubbing up and down your back. “let me see your face” he coos, his middle finger slipping inside of your pussy. with a huff you turn your face to face eren.

he lets out a giggle at your face, your eyes are all watery and your lips are swollen. one of your lashes is also hanging down. he curls his middle finger upwards, ejecting a moan from you. “you always take it so good baby. aren’t ya so proud of yourself, hmm?” he slides in another finger, watching your facial expressions.

you whimper and clench tightly around eren’s fingers. “…cum again” you murmur out weakly. eren’s heart clenches. his little baby all fucked you, you can barley speak. “i knowww i can feel you” eren giggles to himself again. “such a good girl, taking it all” eren talks you into an even deeper headspace. all you want is him, even closer. all you can think is eren eren eren eren

without warning, your legs shake and eyes roll back. “ohhh fuckkk you’re cumming so much” eren leans back to watch you release. you squirt wetness all over his arm and onto the bedsheets. you whimper and tuck your head even deeper into the mattress.

“ good fucking girl” eren drags his fingers down your wet cunt, rubbing his thumb on your clit before leaving a hard slap on your ass. you don’t get a chance to register eren’s words before you fall into a deep slumber

#aot x black reader #aot x reader #eren jeager x reader #aot #aot smut #aot headcanons #aot x you #plug!eren #plug!eren x black reader #eren jaeger x black reader #eren smut #eren x black reader #eren x reader

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porcalinecunt · 9 months ago

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𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐔𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇!

🪽 ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ how aot men would treat their himbo incubus! ~

·˚ ◌༘͙[featuring] ! ˊ 𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍, 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍, 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈, 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑

cw — ftm!reader. lots of rough sex. dumbification. overstimulation. breeding to the max. size kink. spanking. masochism(?) oral sex. throat fucking. cumshot. multiple orgasms.

◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ author’s note! : i made this while violently down horrendous for aot men jfc i was possessed anyways! this will be my last post as im going on a trip soon, so enjoy! 🎀

₊˚ෆ 𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑

to be blunt, eren can be a bit of a meanie! after all, you came at such a poor time. the man was too busy jerking off to whatever porn he found, desperately trying to get himself off when you came and ruined his orgasm. as if you weren’t enough of a nuisance, you proceeded to act dumb in front of an annoyed and furiously horny eren. you’re sweet babbling came to a rude halt once the brunette grabbed you by the waist and threw you onto your stomach while you faced the end of the bed. you couldn’t get a word in before you felt something pry at your soaked pussy, turning your head to see your mortal host push himself inside of you and violently snapping his hips against yours. it was only the beginning of his frustrated tirade on your poor cunt, maybe you should’ve shut your mouth or be a little more considerate of your hosts!

“h-hah..eren! g-gentle!—“ you whined like a bitch in heat, only to be met with another harsh smack on your bare ass that was littered in eren’s handprints. you couldn’t help but look back through puffy, wet eyes at the mortal who was fucking you with such ferocity. a green eyed glare made you turn away in embarrassment, before a hand forced you to face him again. god, the way he looked at you could easily rival every man you stole an orgasm from. “e-eren..” you moaned, earning you a hard snap from his hips as he leaned closer to you. the smell of cigarettes still lingered around him.

“who’s fault is it that you got yourself in this mess? hm? not me. now shut up and take my cock like a good little incubus..”

₊˚ෆ 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍

secretly (not really tho), jean adores your naivety. even more so knowing exactly what you are, i mean, how can a literal sex demon be so stupid? a question he’ll never get answers to, but why matter? not when you finally find him in a state of carnal desire. jean will never forget your cute dumb face once you saw his hard cock out in full fuckin’ glory. he was huge, so huge, you struggled to take in his girth. pathetic kitty licks ‘n kisses on his leaking tip to helplessly grinding on his length, it only turned him on even more. enough to where you already completed your task, and yet here you were, continuously pumped full of his cum inside your ruined cunt. the best part? jean wasn’t gonna stop anytime soon, not until you stop making that stupid fucked out face that only gets him hard all over again!

seven rounds later and he still was nowhere near done. your incubus mark that rested on your womb glowed furiously in a hot pink shade, signifying your pleasure and satisfaction with your host. jean knew damn well of this, but continued to fuck you cum filled cunt as a pace only a rabbit could possibly do. “jean..! i-i can’tttt! too much! ah!” you babbled through drool soaked lips, only to be silenced by a sloppy kiss from him. he couldn’t even kiss you properly while being pussydrunk beyond oblivion. lifting you head, you watched in awe at the sight of jean stuffing your pussy full of cock, a small bump in your womb from how many times he creampied you.

“stay with me baby, i know you can take another one in you..you’re doing such a good job f’me love. shit..!”

₊˚ෆ 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍

the short and sweet of this man is how little he takes your bullshit. trying to get a good night sleep was difficult enough with your constant whining for attention. you were waiting for a chance to get your cunt pounded by the mortal, only to see him trying to go to sleep instead. however, your efforts weren’t in vain, as levi shot up and yanked you over his lap. you could feel his dick growing harder and harder in his pants as he tore off your flimsy thong that barely covered shit. a calloused hand came down on your bare ass, a sharp smack! startled you as your body jolted forwards only to be pulled back roughly by levi. hit after hit, the pain became an intoxicating pleasure as your cunt soaked itself in arousal, your painfully swollen clit begging to be touched. unfortunately, levi wasn’t the easiest to falter.

smack! a yelp tore out of your sore throat followed by a weak whine, the stinging pain slowly numbing your ass before you were forced back down to earth by another harsh strike. “no..no more..! hurts t-too mu—“ SMACK! another strike startled you from your rambling, almost falling off of levi’s lap where he pulled you up roughly by the tail and secured you tightly. you didn’t have to look at him to know how fed up he was with you antics, or how aroused he was. you wanted so badly for him to just have his way with you, spitting you open and bruising your insides. a tinge of regret only grew bigger as his painfully obvious boner poked at your thigh. fuck, he was hung down there, if only you just behaved yourself!

“what’s the matter? quit squirming like a brat and sit the fuck still. you asked for this.”

₊˚ෆ 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐍

did you piss of this literal giant on purpose? maybe, and what’s wrong with that? infiltrating a wet dream of him getting sucked off by some rando he found hot, fusing reality with fantasy until it abruptly ended before he could cum. you couldn’t help but giggle at poor reiner, well, until he forced you onto your knees and finished the damn job himself. it didn’t matter how many cocks you’ve swallowed, you struggled to take reiner’s full length as he mercilessly fucked your throat inch by inch until your nose was touching his pubic hairs. the stretch of his girth had your throat and mouth stuffed full until you couldn’t utter a word out. don’t think he’ll stop there either! the moment his dick twitches, he’ll pull out and cum all over that pretty face of yours. such an erotic sight gets him hard all over again, only this time, he’ll breed your throat full.

“atta boy. putting that mouth to good fucking use after that stunt you pulled..don’t worry, i’m not even close to done.”

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