#bc why is it eren jaeger

[sintiva]

the attraction that we as black women and enbs have towards eren jaeger needs to be theoretically studied

[oldfruitloop]

Stay with me in this y’all Duke!Eren who finds out your secret identity as a gossip sheet writer, says nothing he does nothing but you know he Knows.

Nobody not even him paid you much attention but after finding out? His eyes look for you without thinking, and one time when he finds you in a crowded room he takes it around himself to make his move.

He casually escorts you into the garden despite your soft plea for your reputation.

That made him laugh your “reputation” was from behind your pen name but YOU? You’d never been the most popular, and until now he’s sure he’s the first to see you like this.

Her bottom lip poked out, her eyes slightly watery, and her breathing heavy. By God, it sets him off and something inside him is set ablaze as he backs you into a wall making no effort to stop until his body is pressed against his.

[straysketches]

The Devil of Paradis 💚🦇

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[nininikki]

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[coveholdenmyluv]

Cabin Eren is my new hyperfixation.

[chrollohearttags]

escape to paradise • e. jaeger: part one

spoiling your husband for his special day turns into a surprise, he’ll soon never forget

themes + things: musician x influencer au, slight angst at the beginning, mentions of illness and death, lots of humor and fluff, eren being a grouch about his birthday, soft but disgusting smut, equal parts porn and plot, alcohol and drug use, aphrodisiacs, consensual groping, handjob, oral sex (m. receiving), riding/reverse cowgirl, many other things

word count: 5.9K

I’m a few days late on this but honestly, it really does not matter. I’m not going to abandon another wip bc I ‘didn’t make it on time’. Besides, this site is lacking serious depth in its fics and I’m just so proud of this one. It’s going to be two parts just bc keep reading lines + anything that’s not a one liner post with ten men's names attached seems to scare the girls. Also, I feel as though I haven't written anything this lengthy or for my fav ship in a very long time so forgive me if the quality is not as great as others, I’m getting my bearings back and I hope that y’all enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.

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Birthdays. A momentous occasion for many..often dubbed as ‘another trip around the sun’, they find themselves grateful to be growing old in a world where it’s not guaranteed you’ll see the next day. Some choose to celebrate with extravagant parties and lavish gifts, others prefer a casual kickback with loved ones and a grocery store cake. It doesn’t matter as long as you do something to mark the occasion…however, for others …

“Yeah, just come by later. I can take a look at it after I finish up this other job—yeah yeah, for sure, dude. I got you—“

it was another day on the calendar! That sentiment rang true for the man who had been spending his past seven years holed up inside of a studio on his special day. EJ The Don, just as infamous for his anti-social, despondent behavior as he was for his amazing music, harbored absolutely no desire to be in some crowded club or party, surrounded by people who couldn’t give a shit less about him or his well-being the other three hundred sixty four days of the year. He was adamant on doing one thing and that was being left the hell alone. But even for his wife, (y/n) (l/n), who often mirrored his beliefs in terms of dealing with the public, was determined to make his day one to remember, whether anyone else was involved or not. However, the only person standing in the way of Eren’s relaxation and free time…was Eren himself! You were currently on your way to bring him some dinner you had made, in an effort to not only allow him a sabbatical but to ease the impending conversation that had been plaguing your mind onto him. You had finished up filming and editing some content in your own office not too long ago and was ready to call it a night. Sadly, the concept of rest didn’t quite register with your husband. He was a workaholic, through and through..hence why you were about to offer him a proposal and hoped that he didn’t refuse. Shifting the warm plate of homemade mashed potatoes, steak and lots of steamed broccoli into your opposite hand, you’d leave two faint knocks against the door.

“Can I come in?…”

the question seemed to startle the musician a bit as you heard him shuffling around and trying to lower the volume on his phone. He’d stutter a bit and ask that you give him just a minute. The whole thing seemed rather suspicious and make no mistake, you trusted your husband wholeheartedly but he was by the far, the most horrible liar you’ve ever met! A majority of women would jump to the conclusion of infidelity if placed into this exact scenario. They’d see it as a blatant phone call to a mistress or something related…that he had something to hide. But you? That was the furthest thing from your mind. It honestly was never even a worry of yours. He constantly reminded you of the fact that he was blessed enough to even bag you, he damn sure wasn’t going to test his luck and lose you by stepping outside of marriage and for someone like him, cheating took entirely too much work! Instead, you knew exactly what was going on and although, the severity was nowhere near that of another woman on his line, you were still angry nonetheless…finally, he’d give you permission to enter and once he did, you were met with that very toothy, shit-eating grin that he loved to feed you, along with a nervous cackle when he was doing something wrong. You could read his ass like a book!..

“H-hey princess. Don’t you look beautiful tonight—“

standing before him in an oversized t-shirt with a pair of shorts and a silk bonnet atop your head, (y/n) placed a hand on your hip whilst brandishing his food in the other. He could immediately sense the trouble he was in and decided to face you fully; spinning his chair around. He had no other option that to face the scolding that awaited him.

“Don’t ‘hey, princess’ me, Eren Michael. You know good and damn well you shouldn’t be up here this late. It’s almost midnight, you haven’t eaten anything since this morning and I heard your lil’ phone call. You just accepted another job, didn’t you..didn't you?!”

the reaction may have seemed a bit drastic and maybe you were being dramatic about the whole situation but for valid reason! Truth be told, he had no reason to be working so late into the night…his major projects and songs were completed for the time being so he could afford a break. Secondly, he shouldn’t have even been accepting outside work…especially considering what had transpired less than three weeks ago. He didn’t have a leg to stand on, that much was apparent and the last thing he wanted to do was go tit for tat with you at the moment. That was unless he wanted a tongue lashing out of this world and to be sleeping in the guest room for the next month. He wasn’t going to risk it but in true Eren fashion, he had to make an argument somehow..

“So what if I did? Babe, it’s just a small favor..it’ll take me less than an hour to do this and then I’m seated for the rest of the weekend. I can’t just not work..shit, still got bills to pay.”

nonchalantly declaring as he turned back to his computer, clicking away at the keys. Meanwhile, you’d take a seat next to him and place his food down also. Your intention was to never halt Eren from making his money or working. The two of you agreed that neither of you would ever stand in the way of one another’s careers or financial opportunities. They were something each of you had agreed upon that would remain sacred. However, when said ‘financial opportunities’ had caused quite a commotion in the household and it wasn’t just some minor incident, it was one that quite literally nearly turned your world upside down. All in a matter of minutes…

“...and what’s more important? Work or your own health?..because you seem to value it a lot more.. ” as you spoke the words into the air, you’d begin to choke up also. It was then that you’d replay the events from earlier in the month that made you nearly lose all control and every shred of your sanity..

flashback: two weeks ago…

“..911, what’s your emergency?”

“Yes! My name is (y/n) (l/n)..address is 9432 South Pointe…”

it was a call that you never hoped to have to have to make in your life. All too well had you known the horrors of having to cart a loved one off to the hospital via an ambulance after a terrible health scare and you never wanted to experience that again. But alas, here you were… frantically pacing the kitchen floor of your three story home, clutching your phone as you spoke with operators to dish out the reason for your call. (Y/N) had just returned from your routine morning run with you and Eren’s two dogs. It was something you’d do every single day as part of your workout regime. Not to mention, it gave you quality time with your fur babies. It was also a ritual that Eren would join you in and you guys would circle the spacey area; being as if you had no neighbors, with leashes in one hand as you jogged alongside one another. For one reason or another, Eren decided to hang back, saying that he was going to pass on the run. But would instead, have breakfast ready for you two once you got back. You didn’t think much into it, considering the fact that he had been working late into the night and more than likely needed some extra rest. However, you couldn’t shake the nagging suspicion gnawing away at your conscience.

‘I’m fine, princess. You go ahead, just be careful, okay?’

you guys agreed it’d be best to shorten your route whilst you were alone. Although, any would be assailants, hoping for an easy target would not only be met with the bloodthirsty wrath of two very protective pit bulls, that would tear them from limb to limb…but a woman who loved to fight and could do so very well. Not to mention, you never left home without some form of protection on your persons. Needless to say, you didn’t have any reservations about going out with your lonesome. Little did you know though…the true threat was waiting back home. Because it wasn’t a full ten minutes into your run did both Chino and Chanel begin alerting back to the house..they refused to go any further and instead, tugged at their leashes to go back. You were confused but your babies never led you astray.

“What’s wrong y’all? Do y’all wanna eat—“

That’s when you made the discovery…an unconscious Eren, lying on the kitchen floor! He was out cold, no signs of a break in, struggle or even a crime at all. It was odd. He was clutching his phone and when you turned it over, it was set to call you. You had not the slightest idea what had happened but the only thing you were concerned with was getting him the proper help. After answering a series of questions to the best of your knowledge, the kind and very helpful dispatcher informed you that an ambulance was on its way along with a police car, just in case. They arrived in only minutes and although that was something you certainly wasn’t used to in your early life, you were thankful. When they got there, they checked him over and by the grace of the heavens alone, he still had a very strong pulse but he was out cold. Unresponsive by sound but would faintly squeeze fingers..it was one of the better scenarios but still frightening nonetheless. The cops asked if anything suspicious happened and you told them that you’d only gone for a walk when your dogs kept pulling you back and that’s when you saw your husband. They determined that there was nothing criminal taking place and soon, left without incident. Only sending well wishes to Eren.

but now, you were tasked with trying to figure out what had happened to Eren! Once they loaded him up; still dressed in his sweats and no shirt, house slippers on and his hair down, you’d be right by his side in the back of the rescue. Clutching his hand, you clung to him as they checked all the necessary things and started IV’s. His vitals were a little concerning to say the least. An elevated heart rate, a spike in body temperature and what seemed to be cold sweats. They asked about any drug use, drinking…anything of the sort. You had only known Eren to smoke weed and have the occasional drink but nothing crazy. But it wasn’t until you arrived at the hospital, got checked in and a plethora of tests were conducted, would you truly know the extent of his condition and what you heard shocked you…

“Vaso…what?” “Vasovagal syncope..in other words, he’s collapsed from severe exhaustion and stress and is currently comatose. The good news is, he’s still mentally responsive. Right now, he’s just in a deep slumber. This is one of the more severe cases so he may be out for a few days. But as long as there’s no significant drop in vitals or brain activity, he should be fine.”

the doctor overseeing Eren’s care was rather helpful but seemed so nonchalant about something that had rattled you to your core. Your sweet, beloved husband was lying here unconscious and there wasn’t a damn thing you could do about it! You’d alert his mom, friends and you guys’ bosses. Needless to say, it wasn’t long before gifts and well wishes, along with media attention began to pour in. It was overwhelming to say the least…you rarely left his side for those three days. Barely even long enough to eat, shower and grab a change of clothes. When he finally came to, that breath that had remained hitched in your throat had finally released. You were terrified of what the alternative could have been so you were thanking God that he was okay. “Eren! Oh my God..” immediately bursting into tears as you flung your arms around him and sobbed. You were so relieved but so damn scared…how could he scare you like that?!

“Aw, princess. I’m sorry..I didn’t mean to worry you, baby. I’m fine..”

“Well you sure have a hell of a way of showing it. I’m so mad at you..don’t you ever do that stupid shit ever again!…”

Which was a very understandable reaction but your tears overshadowed that. The reality was that he was not close to being anything of the sort. His condition was a lot more urgent than before. As this wasn’t the first time he’d collapsed from exhaustion. Long nights in a studio to wild performances and dangerous habits to boot. So many moving elements went into being the rap sensation that everyone knew and loved but they only got the finished product and not the hard, strenuous work it took to get there. This industry was a machine and each artist, creative or talent that entered was a mere cog on the wheel. It was brutal, disgusting and once it was done with you, it all but possessed the power to spit you out when it was done. So naturally, you weren’t so apt to let him follow the same path once he recovered. The pain you felt whilst seated next to him, hearing machines beep as they monitored his unconscious body and fed him necessary sustenance…it was overwhelming. So you made a vow right then and there, that you wouldn’t allow him to work himself into an early grave. A promise to both him and yourself that you’d take more time to enjoy the fruits of your labor..before it was too late.

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“Look, I’m not tryna’ tell you what to do but I’m just worried. You scared the hell out of me, Eren..I don’t want to come in here and find you like that again. What if next time it’s too late?…”

he could sense the imminent fear in your eyes and the sadness spread across your face. In truth, Eren had never had to think about the consequences of his actions and another person’s feelings towards them. It would explain his very careless actions and reckless behavior. He’d stay in this room for hours and no one would check in on him, other than housekeeping. He could drink until his liver corroded and no one batted an eyelash. He was free to do as he pleased but now, he had you..and there wasn’t a chance in hell you’d let him continue down this destructive path. You loved him far too much for that..by this time, he had thanked you and snatched up his dinner. He always loved your cooking far more than any private chef or restaurant. The fact that you took time out of your own busy schedule to make sure he was eating and taken care of was something that he’d always be appreciative of. Setting it down, Eren would swallow his bite and wipe his mouth before rolling his chair towards you.

“..there won’t be a next time, I promise. Listen, I’m sorry, princess. I know I’ve been moving a lil’ careless lately. But I won’t keep putting you or myself through that. After this, I’m taking a break. No more projects, no more studio sessions…just me and you.”

which was the perfect segway into why you’d come in here to begin with. See, he wasn’t the only one who had been grinding to get what he wanted. Not only was Eren a workaholic, he’d always made it his mission to spoil you rotten. In his eyes, he was the provider so he had to make sure you were kept in every aspect of your life. He didn’t want you spending your money on anything other than leisure. As long as the two of you remained together, he was going to protect you. However, you were adamant on sharing the responsibility. Not so much in the sense of splitting expenses fifty fifty or taking on a ton of bills. But rather..you wanted to take care of him for once. Spoil your husband and make sure he knows just how much you loved him. And not a moment too soon because a rather special occasion was nearing the corner.

“Your birthday is in a few days and I was thinking…what if you and I left the country for a bit?”

the statement catching him off guard but you’d be quick to explain. “No distractions, no parties, no work. Just complete relaxation. Just like you wanted. It’s perfect timing. Do you remember what you told me in the hospital?” Flashing him a warm grin as you giggled and held his hand. That’s when the conversation replayed in his mind. Once he had awoken, Eren’s outlook had shifted. When the doctor informed him that his condition was due to stress and exhaustion, he was truly frightened as well. Realizing that his careless actions could land him in a coma or much worse if he didn’t start taking care of himself. That’s when he began to think more so along the lines of recuperation. What could he do or where could he go to truly decompress for once? That’s when he made a great suggestion in his medically induced state of mind, rambling as morphine and narcotics coursed through his veins. With tears building at his waterline and his eyes barely opening..

“I just wanna go lay up on an island somewhere…kick my feet up with your ass in my hands and watch the water. I’m so tired of all of this…deadlines and shit. I’m so tired of working for this machine, man..I just wanna escape.”

you hadn’t forgotten those words and you’d make certain that his dream came to fruition. So without his knowledge, you’d footed the bill for a very special, illustrious getaway to the islands. A week-long stay in a secluded island suite in Fiji..surrounded by beautiful blue waters, palm trees and flowers, and the best part? No other guests. You’d have an entire portion of that area to yourselves. He’d bring in his birthday just the way he had hoped for! “Yeah, but you know I can’t do that. I was just talking—“ “Well be careful what you wish for because you just might get it.” Retrieving your phone from your pocket, you’d show him the confirmation for the private flight and trip you had already so kindly taken the liberty to do. There was truthfully no excuse for him not to take a leave. It wasn’t as if the two of you had children yet or some other overwhelming responsibility to care for. You were in the primes of your lives and careers. You deserved to live as such. So before he even had the chance to attest or change your mind, you’d show him that he too deserved to be pampered.

“..so, when are we leaving?”

Immediately sending him into a toothy smirk. There was no arguing with you when you became set in your ways. You were stubborn but your heart and intentions were always pure. And for that, he truly was thankful and blessed to be able to call you his wife!

“You’re a piece of work, you know that?”

“Yeah..I know. But that’s exactly why you married me.” You’d chuckle as you stood to your feet, retrieving his plate and leaning over to kiss his cheek. “Now go pack. I’m not playing with you, sir.” “You know I like it when you tell me what to do..gets me excited.” Alluding to something a little more salacious than your previous discussion, prompting you to smack your lips and playfully slap at him. “Bye! And bring your ass to bed, please.”

This trip was certainly going to be one to remember!

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(biiiig long time skip bc I am not writing all of that and this fic is so long already!)

Matangi Private Islands, Fiji: two days later, March 29th…

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It was just barely sunrise when the two of you made landfall on the coasts of the secluded islands. All courtesy of a first class, private flight from the comfort of his jet. It was just one of the many amenities that were afforded with this lifestyle. Something that he’d have to take part in more often. Crystalline blue waters waved across the shoreline, palm trees and colorful flowers flowing in the breeze and birds chirped in the far off distance. Currently, you were getting checked into your suite and what awaited you guys was an oasis like neither of you had ever seen… “Isn’t it beautiful?! Babe, look at this..it’s so big.” Sunshine beamed over the pathway, headed to the designated suite. A huge hut-style home from the exterior, equipped with three rooms, two baths and tons of amenities on the inside. Three wooden bridges connected to you to all sides of the island, allowing you access to the waters, the pool and the front gate. There was a very spacious living area and kitchen, accompanied by a private chef who’d prepare you all whatever you desired. The most picturesque bathrooms you’ve ever seen and sleek, modern decorations. But perhaps, by far the most impressive perk was the fact that there was no one on this island for at least three miles except the staff. You were in complete solitude, just as he wanted. It was a gift that had come not a moment too soon. Seeing as how the whole reason for this little adventure was less than twenty four hours away..

“Princess, this is really nice. I mean..really nice. But was this necessary? I mean, how much did this cost?”

Scraping slowly behind you in his Balenciaga slides, black sweats from the same brand and a tank top..Eren seemed rather fussy for someone who was supposed to be on vacation. You had all but expected this..it was no surprise that he was going to put up a fight about not being able to be tied to that damn desk, but you paying his way for this ordeal! However, you weren’t much in the mood to hear him complaining because his stubbornness was no match for your own and when you wanted your way, best believe that’s what damn well was going to happen. Turning to him, sporting your skin tight sundress..a fluorescent lime green that complimented your dark complexion perfectly..and had him rather happy, you’d immediately turn to face him and place his cheeks between your palms, squishing his face. Standing on your tiptoes to meet his gaze.

“That, my sweet love..is not important. What is important is that you have a good time...and as long as that happens. Nothing else matters to me.” Which was about the most ideal answer he was going to get. Releasing a heavy sigh, it took him no time at all to soften..he couldn’t argue when he saw that smile on your pretty face. What was the harm in allowing you to take the reins for once and he followed? Most importantly, what could it hurt to be the one who was getting spoiled this time around? Besides, he had full faith that you’d make this trip..one he’d soon never forget! “Alright. Fine, angel. I trust you and I love you…thank you for this. I really appreciate it.” “Of course…” bending down to cup your own cheeks and plant a gentle yet deep kiss on your lips. Giving a rather warm and suggestive glare into your eyes. One that neither of you wanted to pull away from. It had been a while since you guys had been able to have quality alone time like this. It felt good to not be interrupted by texts of practice or meetings. Or someone knocking on the door, saying that a guest had arrived. It was blissful and there wasn’t anyone around to stop whatever was about to transpire. For right now, you’d allow your bodies to do the talking. Soon, those strong hands of his that once rested on your cheeks readjusted and moved to the back of your head to fully entrap you into a more sensual peck. Releasing deep breaths, you’d both smack and whimper against one another’s lips as you began to make out. Eventually, those hands found home around your throat and yours trailed up his chest. You hadn’t noticed much until now but your man had been working out quite a bit. Since his hospital scare, he’d made somewhat of an effort at better living. His newly chiseled physique wasn’t lost on you..nor was the way he seemed to be craving intimacy. A lack of physical touch and alone time had made him quite needy for you..in more ways than one.

“I know it’s a lil’ early and all but…I think I wanna unwrap my gift right now.”

“Mmm..is that right?”

giggling against his lips as your faces met with only a hair breadth of distance between you. The tension was looming and rather thick. A single look at all of you and it wouldn’t be hard to tell just how badly you needed to release some stress. Tugging at his bottom lip between your teeth, you’d continue making out as you shuffled towards the kitchen counter, where he’d waste no time, setting you on top of it. Eren had you all to himself without a single soul around to intervene in your affairs. So best believe, he was going to enjoy himself! Moving his lips from your jawline to your throat, your husband marked the skin with very soft kisses and gentle suckles that would leave faint hickies. Meanwhile, his hands gilded delicately down your body. Even making a couple stops to smack and squeeze on that plump ass. Until they found home on your breasts..where he’d very carefully grope. Massaging those perky tits and stroking your nipples on his thumb pads. “…so fucking pretty..” He loved your reactions. The way you moaned for him. Whimpering each time he made a move and all but begged him for more.

“Are you sure you don’t wanna wait until after breakfast, babe?” Which earned the exact response you were expecting from him. Who had a ravenous appetite of his own but not for any good.

“I got something to eat right here..fuck all that..” muttering against one another’s lips as you both broke into soft giggles. He was adamant in enjoying every moment of this away time. And more so specifically, making up for all the time lost between you two, due to his busy schedule. You’d been married for the better part of a couple years and although you were madly in love with each other, it hadn’t been easy. Long nights, work events, tour dates and all the other external factors that prevented you guys from being alone…made it difficult to enjoy yourselves. It was times that you craved each other so desperately that distance or exhaustion kept you away. That your bodies practically yearned and cried out. However, they were mere afterthoughts at the moment. You could enjoy your man with no interruption and vice versa. And best believe, Eren was going to get more than his fill of you.

“Here, put your legs up and lean back for me..” his instructions followed by his hands cupping your cheek once more and marking you with more gentle pecks. Naturally, you’d do so and part your thighs wide open. Giving him quite the nice surprise in return..chewing at your lower lip and index finger, you’d watch the reaction on his face…along with the one in his shorts!

“Oh shit…ain’t even wearing any panties. You knew what you wanted, huh?” Pegging you immediately because he knew that each of you were on the same type of time. Inching closer, Eren’s fingers gradually dredged up that exposed slit. “Can you blame me? I missed you..” giving him that irresistible pout and doe eyes that always drive him insane. Whilst one hand worked you over; grinding yourself against his digits, his other kept gently caressing your face and eventually, you’d pop his thumb into your mouth and suckle on the tip. It was enough to make him put you through this damn marble top right now! “Yeah?..I missed you more, princess. Missed all of this..” subtly grunting in the deep tone of his as he slipped a finger inside of you and heard the pop that followed. “This shit’s so fucking tight, princess..and wet. This all me?” “Of course..been thinking about you all week. How bad I needed you..” confessing to him in a whiny tone whilst rubbing his chiseled chest. Among other things, including how you were going to spend the entire week fucking on him..how you spent your time away on tour, playing with yourself to his voice messages and own salacious videos he’d sent. Jerking himself off behind the camera as he professed his love and desire for you. Ending in a splatter of warm semen all over his screen as he cried out your name. And him causing you to flood your hotel sheets after plunging yourself on those dainty fingers. It was too much to bear..he had to make a move before he came in his boxers right there!

“Fuck…I need you. Need this pussy so bad, baby.” Practically desperate for you. By this time, you had begun working to free his hard cock from its confines and once you did so, he’d immediately spring into your closed palm. He’d ever so slightly fuck your fist and moan out as he continued working you over. Meanwhile, you were still vehemently making out with one another. You’d all but beg him to put it inside of you and it wasn’t a full minute later before his tip was prodding through your entrance and you both came undone. Releasing simultaneous expletives as he split you open and filled you halfway.

“Oh my gosh!… ‘s so fucking big..”

“That’s not even all of it. You can take it f’r me, can’t you?”

smirking as he wasted no time in bucking his hips forward and feeding you deep strokes. They were a little slow at first but you could feel each one. Every bump, every curve and inch of that lengthy shaft. The way it curved up into you and pressed that spot on impact..you were losing it. Placing a hand around the back of your neck to keep your head straight and your leg atop his shoulder, Eren would increase his pace and really give you what you needed! “You can take this dick for daddy, can’t you, baby?” Grunting against your lips. Smacking sounds erupting across the suite from your skin as your lower halves collided. It didn’t take long before a silky sheath of your juices were formed and coating your flesh. The two of you would last no time from all the pent up sexual frustration and emotions.

“Yes! Yes! Give it to me…right there..”

increasing his pace and you’d follow suit by stroking your clit. He was unhinged..unable to contain himself inside of you. Eren clutched your ankle and laced your calf with sweet, tender kisses as he pounded your pussy into oblivion. “Shit..you gonna come for me already, baby..you’re squeezing me so tight.” Taunting you with that high lilt in his voice, not breaking eye contact once. To say you were a trembling mess at this point was an absolute understatement..cream dripping all down his shaft and onto the countertop as your clit pulsates with each thrust. You couldn’t take another moment and the day had only begun. Less known the entire week!…but you loved it. You loved pleasing your man and giving him everything his heart and body desired. And despite how intense it felt at the moment, you craved this just as badly. You both needed this release.

“Mmmph! You fucking me so good, daddy…’s just too much..”

“Don’t tease me now…you were talking all that shit on the plane, saying you needed this dick every day…you sure you can handle it?…‘cause I’mma stretch this shit out. Tryna’ get you pregnant, baby.” The sheer thought of him breeding you gets you aroused all over again. Even if it was an empty promise in the throes of mid-lust excitement. Regardless, he’d keep pounding at a steady pace until he felt you twitching and clutching once more until you were about to come undone. That’s when he’d speed up, angling himself until that tip was poking directly at your overstimulated core. “So tell me I can have it. You know I’m selfish, princess…I always get my way.” Mocking you once more with his tongue wagging, chuckling and with a thumb on your clit. Rubbing slow circles until you were gripping the counter top. Tits swaying with the fierce bouncing of your frames. Even the tears streaming down your face couldn’t sate his desire to make you climax right now. He knew you were feeling equally as overstimulated and was ready to push you over the edge. Suddenly, your husband would lean forward and curl his face into the crook of your neck.

“Come in me, daddy!..nnngh..”

“Oh God, baby. Can I please? Can I put a baby in it?..”

panting as he bared his weight onto the countertop. His pace reached its peak and before long, you both reached the finish that you had sought after.

“ ‘rennnnn! Fuck…please..” your nails clawed deep into his back, holding him close to your chest as he pumped every last ounce of his seed into that inviting womb. Just one of many on this island excursion. He didn’t let up until he was certain that you were good and stuffed but whimpered and cried to your name the entire time. It was absolute bliss, a sensation and feeling like none other and he couldn’t wait to experience more like it.

“Kiss me…” cupping your face into his palms, Eren let your tongues clash in a heated haze…moaning and whispering ‘I love you’s’ the entire time. Never had he dreamed of starting his mornings like this. Warm weather with a chill breeze sweeping through the open windows, ocean waves crashing against the tan shorelines, palm trees swaying in a calmed motion and most importantly…giving into his desires with the love of his life . The type of view that made you never want to go back to reality!…but for right now, you’d enjoy this world, this haven…

“Oh my God, that was perfect.”

“Yes…I needed that so badly. Thank you, princess..”

“Mmm, no..thank you. So…you ready to start your vacation now?”

“I can do anything after that..got me feeling the best I have in a long time…”

and no matter where you were in the world, as long as you were together, it was paradise!

[shawtuzi]

i didn’t expect this to be so long but idc here’s some plug!eren hc’s bc i’m feening for him and i need him extremely bad

minors dni/// cw include: drug use, smut (there’s a little gun kink in here i’m sorry), fluff, black coded reader but you picture her anyway you’d like <333

- you found him through connie extremely intrigued when you found out he was mobile 24/7

- the first time you bought from him he threw in a little extra something bc he claimed he did it for all the newbies that shop from him (but he’s a liar he did it bc you’re the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen obvi)

- his shit is phenomenal you were higher than a kite and now understood why everyone shopped from him

- about the eighth time you’ve bought from him he finally had the courage to ask if you wanted to match and by match he meant he supplies everything

- ofc you said yes and made the horrible mistake of trying to out smoke him homeboy was ready for the fourth blunt and poor you was hanging on for dear life

- the two of you steady became buddies and before you knew it you were hanging out with him almost everyday; sometimes smoking, sometimes shopping (he pays ofc even though you hate it), and sometimes playing on his ps5 absolutely destroying pedestrians on gta5

- one night the two of you were completely stoned and plug!eren was looking extra good i’m talking hair in a messy bun, hooded red eyes, and the white tank top with the slutty nike shorts combo (y’all know the one)

- it took all the courage you had to mumble a quick “you look good” and thank the lord above eren returned the energy giving you a small smirk “yeah? how good?”

- those three words had you face down ass up all night while eren did wonders with his tongue and devilish work with his dick (i know it go brazy YALL CANT TELL ME DIFFERENT)

- “that’s right ma cum on my tongue let me hear you”, “taste so fucking good why would you hide this from me?”, “ohhh shit- fuck yeah that’s right cum on my shit lemme feel you”, “gonna let me cum in you y/n? huh? gonna let me fill that pretty pussy up?”

- after a night filled with the most nastiest sloppiest sex you’ve ever had eren whispered a soft, “hope you know this ain’t a one time thing y/n you’re mine now” in your ear as you drifted off to sleep feeling more content than ever

- thus began your relationship with eren jaeger full time plug and now full time boyfriend to his needy lil gf that he absolutely adores

- plug!eren spoils the shit outta you!!! he had so much money he didn’t know what to with so why not spend it on his favorite girl?? i’m talking clothes, nail appointments, hair appointments, a nintendo switch so you can play animal crossing, and squishmallows ofc even though he thinks you have an addiction for them

- he lets you hit the block with him every once in a while and you can’t even lie it turns you on so bad knowing he’s got a piece hidden away in the glove compartment or even tucked in his sweats

- speaking of that lol one night after a sesh you sheepishly admitted to eren that it turned you on he carried a gun on him which led to you resting your head on his lap while eren slowly slid his glock between your kiss swollen lips

“you look so pretty like this baby”, “that’s it take that shit deeper i know you can”, “i bet it turns you on even more knowing it’s loaded dirty bitch”, “hm maybe i should use it on your pussy next would you like that angel?”

- plug!eren is extremely possessive and is not afraid to show it!! poor jean how to learn the hard way when he called you three times in a row and when the line finally picked up he was met with the sounds of skin slapping and your pathetic moans “she’s busy right now bro” was all that was said before the line went dead

- plug!eren rolls all the blunts the two of you smoke together convinced you just can’t learn even though secretly you’re a pro and you just like watching him do it

- plug!eren has a folder filled with naked pictures and videos of yourself and then even more of the two of you together his favorite being a video of you two fucking in his car after a hotbox

- he def has a sex playlist most of the songs being by brent faiyaz bc he stans him so so bad idc

-anytime the two of you smoke with a group you’re always sitting on his lap it doesn’t matter where you are that man will have you glued to his lap whispering all the filthy things he’s gonna do to you after you guys head back to his place

- plug!eren hates taking pictures more than anything but for you?? he’ll let you take multiple pics of him while y’all are out on a date or just simply hanging out (he secretly loves hearing you talk about how handsome he is ouuu does he love the praise)

- even though he doesn’t say it much whenever plug!eren tells you he loves you he means it with every fiber of his being and hopes you feel every ounce of love he feels for you with those three simple words

- moral of the story is plug!eren is a proud simp for you and would do literally anything for and to you <333

[knowyourplace-fool]

Just thinking about mafia au w/ platonic yandere! Carla and Grisha. Carla thinks you’re a good fit for her son bcuz you’re smart, pretty, well mannered, cute (shy) ect. Plus, you’ve known eren all your life (jaeger’s are your neighbors).

She knows that Eren has a crush on you but you guys became distant (mainly Eren’s fault cuz he got along w/ popular kids). But Eren has feelings for you and starts to feel jealous when he see’s you hanging out with another guy.

Eren torments you during your last year of high school then continues on during summer break then college. He’s so afraid of losing you, so he asked his mother for advice and she said “get her pregnant so she can’t leave you.”

Eren wanted to get married first so while he was taking advantage of you, he threatened your mom’s life and told you if you don’t marry him, he’ll have her killed. You agreed and got married but you asked eren to wait a little before starting a family.

A year goes by and you’re still taking birth control. It became your main priority to not get pregnant. Eren was starting to become frustrated because the Mafia needed another heir bc after Grisha would be Eren and after Eren would be reader and Eren’s kid.

So Carla advised him to forcefully get you pregnant. She switched your pills while you guys weren’t home and told Eren to wait a couple days. You were still taking your pills, so when Eren hinted that he wanted sex, you gave in.

After he came in you 3-4 times, he told you that the birth control was switched out and you’re gonna be pregnant with his babies. You started to freak out and cry but he didn’t care and continued.

I just love the idea of platonic yandere!Carla. She will give anything just to make her son happy.

I know it’s kinda long but I love you and you’re work so much! Keep it up!!!

I love this idea sooooooo much!! Yandere Eren and Yandere!MIL!Carla are just *chef’s kiss*

-> sorry for any mistakes

-> thank you, bb! You’re so sweet and I loooove your brain❣️

-> ummm I know I disappeared but next week I’m completely free so I can write more yandere eren 😛

⚠️: NON CON, KIDNAPPING, BABY TRAPPING, nice!fem!reader x bully!jock!mafia!eren, virgin!reader, Yandere behaviour, molestation, slapping, verbal and physical abuse, dacryphilia, size kink, breeding and bondage

You were born and raised in a small town.

Everyone knew each other and for the most part, it was very safe.

You and your mother lived in a nice, quiet neighborhood.

Your mom works in the city, so most days it’s just you.

Your mother couldn’t afford to put you through school and pay the bills/rent in the city since she’s a single mother.

Your father is god knows where. You’re not even sure if he knows that he has a daughter. Your mother had never spoken about him and you figured it must be a touchy subject for her.

Since your mom was hardly around during your teenage years, the Jaeger’s (your next door neighbors) sorta took you in.

You were very close with the family since you’d grown up with their youngest, Eren.

Eren was your first friend and crush. When you guys were young children, he was friendly, brave and protective. That’s why you developed feelings for him. But as he got older, he changed. He became a total asshole and you’re very glad that you kept your feelings to yourself because now, you don’t like him at all.

His family on the other hand was great. Zeke, his older half-brother, was smart in every subject and often helped you with your homework. Carla, his mother, would always invite you over for dinner and even sewed you a summer dress because she thought you’d look gorgeous in it. His father, Grisha, was also very welcoming. He was the town’s doctor, so if you caught a cold, he’d come take care of you like you were his own.

Once you got into highschool, Eren pretended to not know you. It hurt a little, but you soon got over it after you’d made a couple of new friends. Anytime you saw Eren in the hallway, you would give him a friendly smile but he’d give you a dirty glare in return. Eren began spreading rumours about you and how you were a little obsessed with him when you were younger, and after hearing that you stop interacting with Eren completely. You even managed to slip out of doing group projects with him (which he’ll never admit out loud, but damn it hurt his heart sm).

Fast forward a bit to your sr. year of high school (at this point, both of you are 18), Eren’s behaviour took a turn for the worst. He’d notice that you’ve become friends with a sweet nerd who was in your computer class. You guys began hanging out at lunch and sometimes even outside of school. You were even comfortable enough to invite him to your home where you made dinner and watched movies together.

You began developing romantic feelings for the guy but before you could confess, Jaeger stood in the way. The both of you were cuddled up on your couch until the doorbell rang. You got up, thinking that it was your mom but when you opened the door, it was a sweaty Eren with a stern look on his face. It looked like he’d come back from football practice, but what the hell was he doing at your house?

“Eren, is there something wro-”

“Whose fucking car is parked on your driveway?”

When you don’t respond right away, Eren invites himself in while you quickly follow behind. “Eren! Eren, what’re you doing?” You wished you would’ve listened to your guts that were screaming at you to stop him but you didn’t, and you watched Eren beat the crap out of your crush. Your crush ran out and jumped into his car, not looking back. Now it was just you and him alone.

“So this is what you do when your mother’s not home? When your mother’s in the city, working her fucking ass off, you bring boys home to whore around? Fucking disgusting, Y/N. If I was your mother, I would be ashamed and embarrassed. You low life, fucking whore.”

You broke out into tears and bowed your head in shame. You didn’t even do anything with the boy, yet Eren’s words got to your core and made you feel sick to your stomach. He walked out of the house and things haven’t been the same between you guys. Eren became ruthless towards you. Before, it was verbal bullying but now it was turning physical. Eren decided it would be fun to push you into the lockers or trip you down the stairs, or pour water on you during lunch. Things started to spiral out of control fast and you couldn’t wrap your head around it.

Suddenly, Eren sits next to you in every class you have with him. Whether you’re in the front or back of the class, he moves close to you, wraps his arm around you so that he could fondle with your breast, while his other hand worked it’s way under your skirt.

It continued on like this until you graduated. Summer break rolled around, you’re afraid to leave your house because of Eren. There’s a gentle knock on the door — so gentle that you’re convinced it’s your mother. However, when you open the door you’re shoved to the ground and you hear the door lock. “Eren? Hey, what are you-” he proceeded to drag you to your room, where he ripped your panties off, does the bare minimum foreplay and shoved his thick cock into your virgin cunt. He hand slap onto your mouth like tape, muffling your cries and screams that were turning him on. “Tch, so you really were a virgin.”

You sobbed against his palm and tried to wiggle out, but Eren’s grip was tight. Both of your wrist were pinned down on the mattress by one of his hands while the other pressed down on your mouth, making it hard to breathe. The rest of your body was no match against Eren’s much bigger and stronger body. The sound of his heavy balls clapping against your ass and the bed creaking filled the room, as well of his low grunts and your squealing. As much as he would’ve liked to stay and cuddle, he had plans with Armin to play video games so he left a $50 bill for the after pill and took off. You remained on the ledge of the bed, shaking and crying while he cum flowed out of you.

Unfortunately, this becomes a routine for Eren. Except now, he was providing you money for birth control. No matter how much you beg or plea, he always gets his way. You feel disgusted afterwards and swear that you’ll do something about this, but the straight truth is, you can’t. Eren’s father is the only doctor in town. Eren could easily slip out of the accusations with the help of his father. You and your mother are already struggling financially, so there’s no way you could afford a lawyer. You just have to keep your mouth shut and take it until he gets bored of you.

Which never happens. Soon after first semester starts, Eren forcefully slides a ring on your finger. You’re then taken to a office where marriage papers are presented. You’re shaking while holding the pen so Eren guides your hand to do your signature. All you could think about was the night before and how Eren took advantage of your sore state and threatened to kill your mother if you didn’t marry him. He described the gruesome way he’d kill her and you poor, little ears couldn’t take it anymore so you agreed. Now, you’re officially a Jaeger.

You somehow convinced Eren to not have kids yet. You thought it was because he was pitying you or JUST MAYBE was being understanding that pregnancy is hard on a women’s body, but no. He didn’t want to have kids just yet because he wanted to fuck you over and over before filling you up with his children. However, after your one year anniversary, he wanted to try.

His mother advised him to get you pregnant as soon as possible so you couldn’t leave him. This opened up a whole new light for Eren and he’s grateful to have a mother who understands him and his desires. Having children with you would bond you to him for life. No matter how much you run, or if you file for divorce, it won’t change the fact that he’s came inside of you and at one point you were swelled up with his baby in your stomach. This image of you carrying his baby, all knocked up just for him drove him crazy.

Carla helped Eren out a bit. She bought pills that looked similar to birth control, but were actually vitamins. She told Eren to switch your pills out and wait a couple days so that you have a higher chance of getting pregnant.

Eren did just that, and surprise surprise, it worked perfectly. You took your pills without looking twice at it. About a week later, Eren insinuated that he wanted to have sex and you simply complied.

It was rough (like usual) except when he was finally close to cumming, he began mumbling in your ear about how pretty your gonna look, all round and swollen with his baby growing in your womb. He continued rambling about how you were going to be the greatest mom and he’s gonna be the greatest dad, and that both of you are meant for each other.

He then attacked your neck, placing hickeys all around while you freaked out in his embrace, begging him to stop and questioning him about what he means by “knock you up.” You were on birth control, he’s out of his mind, you thought.

Oh boy, we’re you wrong. Third round rolls around, you’re overstimulated and crying at this point while Eren continues to pleasure himself only. His cum is leaking out of you, dripping onto the floor, however Eren didn’t think it was enough.

Rounds after rounds of having sex (and you passing out here and there) he cums in you one last time, whispering right in your ear about how he changed your birth control to dupes and now you’re surely gonna be pregnant with his baby

You broke down crying, unsure on what to do or rather, what can you do?

Eren baby trapped you and now is training your little one to be the next leader, just like his father did to him

And don’t think that Eren will only get one kid out of you

Carla and Grisha will be on babysitting duty while you and Eren are on baby making duty (even though you don’t want it)

But you really don’t have a choice because no one goes against Eren Yeager

[luvrrgirl444]

chapter 20: girlboss and malewife

“hi, my stars!” you said after you started the stream. you enjoyed streaming. you liked live interacting with your fans and how it was void of any editing.

“how are you guys?” you asked, looking at the chat.

rorymp4: better now that youre streaming

“aw, im flattered.”

xogopissgirl: UR SO PRETTY

“so are you, beautiful!”

slvtforconnie: GOOD WBY

“i’m great, thanks!”

flowergrrl: girl stop w the ‘special guest’ we know its eren 😒

you bit your lip to hide your smile, before jokingly rolling your eyes. “can y’all at least pretend to not know who it is?”

slvtforconnie: IS IT CONNIE???

peterparkersgf: dumb bitch she would not call connie a special guest

stupidvbtch: ITS EREN ISNT IT????

“as you all know, i have a special guest today. a lot of you already know who it is.” you rolled your eyes. “introducing the one and only, photography guy!”

eren let out an airy chuckle and sighed. “oh god, do not call me that. but, hello everybody. i was forced to be here.”

“yeah, he’s actually my hostage. you can’t see it, but his arms are handcuffed to the chair so he can’t leave.”

eren mouthed “help me.” to the camera, making you laugh.

“anyways. today we’re gonna play roblox, because this man has never played before. can you believe that?”

cartisimp77: who the fuck has never played roblox before

“literally what i said.”

“okay, chat what should we play first?”

sailormoonz: PLAY DA HOOD

user50: YES PLAY DA HOOD

“they’re saying da hood. you wanna play?”

“i have no idea what that is but yes.”

rorymp4: bro erens gonna get his ass killed

you laughed, putting your hand up to cover your smile.

eren looked over at you with suspicion. “what are they saying? why are you laughing?”

you pointed to the screen that was filled with the live comments from your viewers, making him look over.

user101: stop he’s so hot

slvtforconnie: might have to change my username bc omg..

peterparkersgf: YN GIRL U WON

user03: i want him to **** me until i *** all over his ****

“i want him to.. blank.. me until i ..blank.. all over his ..blank..” eren read out, his eyes slowly widening.

“wow, um. i will not be doing that, unfortunately , but um. i’m flattered?” he looked over at you.

“why are they all just like you?”

🫧

you were now both in a da hood server, immediately being greeted with the sounds of gunshots.

“i thought this was a kids game. what’s going on?”

he walked around and found people fighting and shooting.

“what the fuck is happening?” he shouted.

“eren, where the fuck are you?”

“i don’t know! there’s a literal brawl going on, what the fuck?” he tried to run away, before someone hit him with a knife.

“im being assaulted, y/n where are you?”

you looked at his screen before laughing at the sight. “i’m coming, calm down.”

“how do i defend myself? i don’t want to die,”

“press e!”

he stomped the person and attempted to run away.

“don’t worry, daddy’s home.” you said, as you took out one of your guns and shot at the player. after killing the person, you picked up eren and ran.

“why are you carrying me?” he laughed.

munkin4life: #breakinggendernorms

milesmoralesgffr: girlboss and malewife

🫧

- stream chapter!

taglist <3 : @greeniegreengreen @bakuhoes-bxtch @itzgabz22 @princess-jaeger @marsandsaturn @violenthots @roses-arerosies @conniesbbymama @llovergirlll @iheartamajiki @clipperlighter @liliorsstuff-blog @hoohoohope @akvrae @rinslutz @miniaturelunar @sheluvzeren @shigamiryuk @chamomilespetal @booistoleyou @asp7n @heartz444anna @thatartistshar0n @vintagexparker @tsukkisukkii @venusinx @seeingivy @cyberkitty1 @anitatvd

[poptart-productions]

Crazy In Love

[eren jaeger boyfriend headcanons]

pairing // eren jaeger x black! reader

content // y/n in their loner arc, some nsfw mostly fluff, stoner! eren, mechanic! eren, streamer/gamer! eren, swearing, spoilers for s4 bc there are some ppl who haven’t watched yet

a/n // been getting back into my aot obsession

applies to both modern and canon eren

this is more of a drabble than a one shot but if you want more of this au. . .shawty all you gotta do is ask

gender isn’t really mentioned but eren’s stream does call you mommy at one point, just ignore it otherwise

streamer! eren is in the works rn tbh

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ੈ✩ | so modern/high school eren pre time skip is an absolute menace

ੈ✩ | he behaved for a week and then all that went out the window when jean said something under his breath

ੈ✩ | genuinely has anger issues, adhd, and depression—which he tends to show through unbridled rage

ੈ✩ | you’d be lying if you said he didn’t catch your eye; he was attractive and was in a trio when you ain’t even got one true friend. but he had three, and he didn’t seem to need or even want any more

ੈ✩ | that’s why it is so fucking hard to get close to this nigga; there were times he was such a dick to you for no reason—if it’s any consolation he feels like shit about that and ten times out of ten it never had anything to do with you

ੈ✩ | gremlin eren? gremlin eren

ੈ✩ | this nigga can never shut up, and while mikasa is the number one person who gets him to stop acting up, she gets ACTIVE when he’s in a losing fight

ੈ✩ | eventually he got in trouble so much that his ass got expelled, his father—after trying literally everything else, got him a medical marijuana card—mans said “bet” and never stopped since

ੈ✩ | OKAY NOW MODERN MANBUN EREN—in the time that he was gone, mikasa and armin took you under their wing, becoming your first real friends; and as they made you comfortable, you started coming into your own more

ੈ✩ | you’d heard about eren’s whereabouts, and knew they talked to him about you, but you always refused to talk to him when given the chance because there was a time where you GENUINELY thought he hated you

ੈ✩ | everyone on tumblr says he’s a stoner and i have no choice but to agree—like that’s why he’d be so mellowed out, and with no titans he’d be the coolest mf out there

ੈ✩ | then when mikasa found out you had a thing for him since freshmen year she finally gets the gang back together four years later—she 100% snitched and bro. . .you almost didn’t recognize him as he walked into the karaoke bar

ੈ✩ | he’d grown his hair out—he had just grown in general, shooting from 5’11 to 6’3, and he’s gotten some tattoos as well

ੈ✩ | your jaw went slack as you gaped at mikasa who only gave you knowing glance

ੈ✩ | not only that, but his voice has gotten an unbelievable amount of bass to it—you almost zoned out every-time it was his turn to sing

ੈ✩ | eren knows how short life is—and he goes after what he wants—he always has, but tbh younger eren never had romantic interest and for the longest time he was a closeted aromantic—getting off-topic but that changed as he grew and he asked you out immediately on a count of what i said before

ੈ✩ | guy is still aromantic but does experience love (though mostly platonic) for very few people,

ੈ✩ | because of that, his confession is the most genuine thing you’ve ever heard—“i didn’t realize it then, but i’d always felt different about you”

“you’re so precious, and sweet and kind—and you’re so fucking good to others, and i thought it was a prank or something when you tried to talk to me—but fuck, when mikasa told me you used to like me, i couldn’t miss the opportunity so i gotta ask. . .”

“would you go out with me?”—and coming from the dude you’ve been crushing on for years and being a person who no one has ever expressed romantic interest to over things you can’t control, you did in fact start crying

ੈ✩ | because he’s so hard to get close to, he’s had many pick-me’s try—even in his gremlin arc—thinking they was in a romance webtoon; jumping in while he was beating the shit out of whoever—“eren, look at me! this isn’t you!”

ੈ✩ | fuck your insecurities about that though because eren is literally the sweetest and most affirming person out there once you get to know him

ੈ✩ | surprisingly a hopeless romantic—only for you—he’s your biggest supporter and he simps so hard. your first date is a picnic, he asked jean—after he apologized and they formed a friendship—to help him throw together a little spread for you

ੈ✩ | he’s absolutely in love with you and will do anything for you

ੈ✩ | your race has so little bearing on your relationship but every once in a while he’ll randomly remember he’s got a melanated lover—and what new circumstances that brings

ੈ✩ | like when he’ll just a get a call a from you at three a.m and answers thinking he’s gonna get some ass and you just start crying

“babe i’ve been doing my hair since 10 p.m and it’s not even halfway done—and i’m so fucking tired but if i. . .” you sniffle, “if i go to sleep now i can’t go to class because my hair looks like shit”

“babe, what are you talking about, why is it—?”

he eventually comes over because he’s so confused as to what’s taking so long, but after he offered to help you and he made you cry even more he understood—nigga broke a sweat tryna wrangle that shit

y’all gave up and decided to miss out on class and tackle it in the morning; he helps you wrap it up and you guys—despite saying you were tired for an hour you could go to sleep so just watched coryxkenshin until the sun came up

ੈ✩ | he’s not only white, but he’s white-european he simply does not understand these things

ੈ✩ | but the fact that he makes an effort to understand your culture in the first place will literally make you cry sometimes—like you can visibly see him fighting his adhd so he can listen to you talk about your hair or what a ‘black card’ is and you always reward him with a kiss for listening to you

ੈ✩ | once he gets it though he’s hard chilling. you notice he started to use more aave; and he started paying for you to get your hair done bc he’s a trust fund kid, and he will always respect the amount of effort that goes into it. he’s also like, super into using aave and slang—he uses it more than you, and even knows the uncle ruckus joke despite NEVER watching boondocks in his life; he doesn’t think he’s black but. . .y’know. and it only gets worse when he meets your family

ੈ✩ | your mother LOVES him, and is constantly telling you that she wants him as her son-in-law, he’s repsectful, handsome, strong, and hard-working—she will literally never forgive you if you let him go

ੈ✩ | EREN. JAEGER. AT. A. COOKOUT.

ੈ✩ | if it’s his first one he’s super jittery and nervous at first. but eren’s a super chill dude so if you have to leave him alone he’ll be cool with anyone

ੈ✩ | your uncles wanna sit in the driveway and pop a cold one? sign him up. your little cousins/siblings swear they can beat him in mario kart? they fucking wish, your aunts wanna sit and talk shit—he was doing that anyway—he’s a super friendly person and he gets along well with anyone

ੈ✩ | will literally film tiktoks with you at the family cookout despite hating having pictures or videos taken of him—he sees how happy you are so he doesn’t care

ੈ✩ | i feel like eren has a very physical job and streams part time for funsies. so yeah when he tells your family that he’s a mechanic when they ask they literally erupt

ੈ✩ | because he’s so hard-working, your aunts love him—constantly making him plates and taking care of him and such

ੈ✩ | and if you have any messy in-laws that try to talk shit or get with him he will deadass call them out

all those years of playing COD made his trash talk elite. . .shit. . .

“how you gon’ talk about my baby when your edges ain’t laid?”

“get your fucking teeth straight before you talk shit”

ੈ✩ | it’s the fact that he did not stop—like homegirl deadass was on the brink of tears and had to leave; nobody liked her anyway so he was good

ੈ✩ | jacked as fuck so just casually holds you down when he doesn’t want you to leave

ੈ✩ | demands kisses at all times; good morning kiss, goodnight kiss, hello kiss, good bye kiss, or just because you’re looking too damn fine

ੈ✩ | shows you off on stream.

“eren, baby—oh shit, are you streaming? my fault” your heart drops as you see yourself in the viewfinder, and you back out of the room—hiding yourself behind the door

“hang on guys—oh no babe, you’re fine”

you thought you had embarrassed him by pulling up in your pajamas but the chat was in love

you hesitantly inch closer as the chat continues to go wild

‘mommy? sorry, mommy?”

‘GAHHDAMN 🥲🕶️👌”

‘oh they fine alright”

“what did you wanna tell me?” he takes off his headset, giving you his undivided attention.

“i was gonna tell you to stop screaming”

“oh damn, you coulda kept that to yourself then” his face stiffened, half-heartedly and he turned back to the game

chuckling, you begin to walk away,

“wait~” he whines, “come here” his voice lowers as you walk toward him, already knowing what he was going to ask

you give him a kiss and pull away very quickly because you know eren too well

“i love you,” his whispers against your lips, “i love you too”

you say goodbye to his viewer and head out to continue your studies

“that’s my lover” you hear him state proudly as you closed the door

ੈ✩ | ngl, i feel like canon! eren pre-timeskip would mostly act the exact same

ੈ✩ | it’d be a little easier to win him over though. since you’re ‘different’ his curiosity draws him to you, and your perseverance and skill is something that’s warrants his respect

ੈ✩ | what’s that belief that life-threatening situations brings people together? that helps too

ੈ✩ | he starts off barely even saying two words to you and now you’ll both protect each other with your lives by the events of season two

ੈ✩ | LIKE JUST IMAGINE THE SCENE WHEN HE DISCOVERS HE HOLDS THE COORDINATE; like you and mikasa are not in good shape so he’s so determined to protect you—and you and mikasa have resigned to your fates but he’s like

“i’ll keep looking after you”

“now and forever, whenever you need me”

ੈ✩ | screaming crying and throwing up

ੈ✩ | or the scene where he takes back the wall in his titan form—and you immediately tackle him as soon as he’s comes staggering out of the nape,

“you did it eren!”

ੈ✩ | most def, especially after that scene from s3—his crush on you is very obvious—like let’s say you pushed mika out of the way and you got your ribs broken instead of her; when you guys make it to that little cabin, he’s literally putting in work to make sure you don’t have to move an inch—chopping firewood, helping make dinner, even volunteering to stand watch or staying up all night in case you need him—but of course you would still come out to check on him

“he’s like a hardworking husband and they’re his doting partner” historia would smile as she watched you two interact

ੈ✩ | eren would spend years pining for you without realizing it until the he almost lost you—be it to the titans or another man

ੈ✩ | he gets the help he needs to confess from the guys who screw him over—not entirely on purpose, but he ends up humiliating himself in front of you; the next day he’s avoiding you like he’s insane until you eventually just blurt out that you like him back

ੈ✩ | i lowkey feel like eren would be way too romantic or so lowkey people have no idea you’re dating—shit not even you knew for like a month

ੈ✩ | deadass, it took this nigga pulling up with a bouquet of flowers claiming it was for your anniversary and you just blinked at him

“are we not dating. . . ?”

ੈ✩ | pre time-skip eren is when he’s the most affectionate but even then he literally only pipes up when you’re in danger

ੈ✩ | you see a different side of him in his titan form—even though he doesn’t have the capacity for speech, his eyes tell you all you need to know.

ੈ✩ | he mellows out a lot because this is the only form he’s in where he feels like nothing can hurt you—he’s untouchable and so are you. so he’s generally a lot softer in this form

ੈ✩ | he’s like a big puppy, responding positively and humming when you scratch his head

ੈ✩ | if you don’t like saliva do NOT do missions with titan! eren. nigga literally just puts you in his mouth for cover when the spot gets too hot

ੈ✩ | and if you EVER get kidnapped for any reason eren is activating his titan form—even if the perpetrators are human he could not give a fuck—he’s already not a cautious person but he really do be wilding when it comes to you, that’s why levi tried to keep you separate before realizing that it only makes it worse.

ੈ✩ | now post time-skip canon! eren. . .bro ima be fr, that nigga is so confusing

ੈ✩ | like let’s say you didn’t know him prior and were just a jaegerist, it was genuinely so difficult to tell if he was just manipulating you or not

ੈ✩ | even when he swore up and down that he loves you—you couldn’t help but wonder if he was just saying that because he knew if you thought he cared about you, you’d be willing to do just about anything for him

ੈ✩ | now is that actually true. . . ?

maybe.

ੈ✩ | but if you knew him since childhood he’s a lot easier to read, like you were just calling bullshit when he was gaslighting mikasa and armin in that one scene—even if he tried that on you, you were not having it

ੈ✩ | he’d gladly abandon everything for you if you caught the signs quick enough, but even after he already declared war on the marlyeans, he’d still give you many chances to save him

ੈ✩ | he’s the boy who sought freedom, but he finds solace in your presence and knowing you care for him. so if you tell him you love him he will deadass just take your hand and beg you to run away with him

ੈ✩ | if you say yes—which you will—bc c’mon now, he’ll build you two a little cottage up in the mountains and live the rest of his days with you, enjoying the simple life he’d always dreamed of with the person he loves more than anything

ੈ✩ | thinking about cottage au! eren rn AHHH

ੈ✩ | now if you decide to play the anarchy route i’m sure y’all will make a great terrorist power couple

y’all some real

💅 ✨ 💖 sassy shooters 💖✨💅

i don’t actually condone this but go off ig

ੈ✩ | also generally, he’s more a physical kinda guy, so don’t feel awkward about sitting on his lap while he’s meeting with volunteers and fellow jaegerists

ੈ✩ | sometimes, you wake up to him crying quietly beside you and you always scoot over and start spooning him

ੈ✩ | every once in awhile he’ll say things that remind you of the old eren, and it makes you wanna cry every time

ੈ✩ | you still love him though, and are willing to wait for him to come around

ੈ✩ | if you die in the war though, it’s up. he’s gonna keep going forward and won’t stop until he’s dead

ੈ✩ | he loves you so much, good god you’re so heavenly

alright people NSFW time so head out if you’re not interested

ੈ✩ | so modern eren! remember how i said he was a mechanic? somehow whenever he comes home, one of you is always frustrated. like imagine you were already missing him, and he gets home and his shirt is off, his skin is glowing and hes got oil smudges painting random patches of his coveralls

“eren—“ you very loudly gulp; you had just wanted to greet your loving boyfriend with his favorite snack but when you saw him in all his glory you really couldn’t help it

ੈ✩ | eren literally always knows when you want something from him; whether it’s because he’s good at detecting it, or you’re just bad at hiding it is up for debate but he clocks you either way

ੈ✩ | but eren, being the cheeky bastard he is, makes you say it. being shy isn’t very fruitful when it comes to him

ੈ✩ | now if he’s the horny one, it’s on fucking sight yo—and there’s no running away, the longer he’s away from you, the more frustrated he becomes

“ah—! eren,” you’re preparing dinner one minute and being bent over the counter the next “—need you” he whines

ੈ✩ | yeah, mans gets v whiny when he’s desperate for it

ੈ✩ | no if ands or buts about it, eren jaeger is a nasty man—regardless of what universe he’s in

ੈ✩ | into spit, vouyerism, and all the other dirty and nasty ass shit

ੈ✩ | into anal anything—even on himself, like if you sneak down to give him a rim job while giving oral he will become so whiny

ੈ✩ | will let you peg or finger him if you’ve got the guts to dom him

ੈ✩ | his moans are something else bro

ੈ✩ | HE’S SO AFFIRMING; “go ahead baby, you can ride” “don’t be shy look at me—pretty eyes on me, on me” “fuck yes, make yourself feel good on my cock” “fuck, you’re perfect”

“i love you so much”

“fuck, are you okay? yeah? okay, gonna move”

ੈ✩ | fuck, he loves mirror sex

ੈ✩ | he’ll let you ride for as long as you want sweetheart, and when you inevitably get tired he’ll buck his hips into yours, laying you down before shifting so he could thrust up more comfortably

ੈ✩ | you don’t notice, but he pays a lot of attention to what he’s doing during sex and will constantly look up to catch your reactions when he makes a strategic change of angles as he blows your back out

ੈ✩ | so yeah he knows your body like the back of his hand

ੈ✩ | SPEAKING OF WHICH, HIS HANDS BRO OML, HE HAS THE PRETTIEST FUCKING HANDS, like they’re calloused but slender and long with a pink hue dusted over his knuckles

ੈ✩ | he would rock you on his fingers while he’s gaming because you were lonely. and because you were so good he fucks you after

ੈ✩ | so canon! eren. . .bro first of all, whoever called eren’s titan form hot. get out, bc like i’m a closeted monsterfucker but how would it work? homeboy ain’t got no lips, no dick—and even if he did it’d literally kill you.

ੈ✩ | the only thing i could think of is him covering you with his tongue or you rubbing against one of his fingers

ੈ✩ | he lets out a lot of aggression on you; sometimes he’ll even cry against you—mans just gets really emotional when he can see your face

[lemmetreatya]

Eren used to get mad when people mistook him for a girl (bc that boy looks so much like Carla and Yams even chose the name Eren because it sounded feminine). Now he doesn't really mind it. In fact he usually rubs it in his friends' faces because he is quote "the prettiest bitch out of all of you"

erens kinda embraced it now!! still a touchy subject for him but now hes kinda able to fight people off by throwing insults back jskskd

COD nights were always fun because it meant those were the times where the boys could get together, crash random lobbies, fish for the low skilled ones and then heavily level up their accounts.

Although tonight it looks like not a lot of people were free to troll or be trolled. Platform wise and party wise — tonight, it was just Eren, Connie and Jean on mic.

It’d gotten to that point of the game where no one really wanted to play anymore and so they were all idly waiting in their own party lobby.

Boredly scrolling through random Instagram filters and taking pictures with them, Eren sighed as he aimlessly sent them to the groupchat.

He hadn’t thought anything of it, usually the guys would open them and just heart emote it — or if they were feeling silly, use a poop or thumbs down emoji. But since he was on the mic already, Connie voiced his opinion aloud.

“Those filters make you look like yo’ mama!”

Not thinking much of it, Eren didn’t concentrate on the remark, but it’s when he heard Jean snickering in the back that he leaned forwards in his chair.

“Wait, Con. You talking ‘bout me?”

“Yeah, you! That shit you sent into the chat with all them filters on.”

Jean started laughing again but this time in joint with Connie. The two of them were cackling greasy laughs as their volume levels wobbled in and out.

“Awoogaaaa! Hellooo Mrs. Jaeger!” He wolfed into Eren’s ears.

The brunette’s face scrunched in annoyance.

Oh, so they were on piss tonight?

With a kiss of his teeth, Eren fixed his mic closer to his mouth so that his next words would come out crunchy on the other end.

“Ayo, at least I look like her. You don’t look like any of your folks. You sure you not adopted?”

Suddenly, the laughter ceased. With a grin on his face, Eren nodded as he sat back in his seat.

Yeah, that’ll teach em, he thinks.

However, Connie’s next words had dampened the mood even more.

“Bro, that shit ain’t cool. I don’t look like them because I am adopted.”

Eren’s face dropped.

There was an acute silence on the party channel.

A low “Fuuuuuck…” was heard in the background on Jean’s end. His channel went flat after the click of a mute button.

Slightly gobsmacked, Eren quickly laid a hand over his mouth before uncovering it and talking a lot more softly into his microphone piece.

“Ah. Shit, dawg. I’m sorry, I didn’t know—”

“Ha! Gotcha! I’m not adopted, bitch!”

Connie was once again bellowing within the chat. His laughter would have been infectious had he not tricked Eren into feeling sympathy for him with priorly insulting him and his mother.

Rolling his eyes, Eren retorted back.

“That’s not something to joke about though.”

“But that’s equally as reason why you can’t go round saying people look loaned.” He said back.

Eren made a confused face towards his television screen but to no one in particular.

“Loaned?! That’s an even worse way to put it!”

A click sounded within the party call which indicated the unmuting of Jean’s channel.

“Adopted people aren’t ‘loaned’, Connie. They’re legally under that guardian’s care as much as a biological child would be.”

Quickly accommodating to Jean’s admission of serious tone, Eren dropped the humorous attitude before bartering on his friend’s side.

“Yeah, you’re probably thinking of fostering. That’s the one where it’s just temporary stay.” Eren finished.

Thankfully understanding the change in tone, Connie’s voice sounded much lower as he hummed in understanding the concept.

“Ah, I get it.”

There was a comfortable silence for a few seconds. As party leader, Eren took the initiative to plunge the group into a lobby search without clarifying seeing as nothing else was being said.

Just as the game was loading in, Connie quietly said into the mic:

“You still look like your mama though.”

>> c0nnie_thec0nman69 was kicked from the voice chat. <<

[sinigangsta-ao3]

Can you imagine Eren and Mikasa secret-fucking in a winter cabin during Christmas? Their families are super super close and are spending Christmas together and this is how they find themselves in the bathroom in the early hours of the morning trying not to wake anyone up

Can I imagine it?! Why, of course I can!!! 🥰🥰🥰

The Ackermans and the Jaegers have been family friends for as long as they can remember. They’re the kinds of families that do everything together: birthdays, trips, after-school activities. Eren and Mikasa are two peas in a pod: their mothers dressed them in matching/complementary outfits when they were little and bathed them together bc it was easier sometimes!

The two families always rent a cabin together in the winter months; it’s been their Christmas celebration for years. They go skiing and sledding and make hot chocolate together. Eren and Mikasa even had sleepovers when they were little because the cabin would get cold and it was always more fun to cuddle together as kids in the same bed or on the floor in front of the fireplace.

Their moms tell them they have to sleep in separate bedrooms when they turn 13, and it’s initially very heartbreaking for the both of them. But they realize they’re secretly grateful for the nighttime separation bc they find themselves thinking of the other in the middle of the night — to the point where Eren gets uncomfortably hard and Mikasa gets uncomfortably wet and they have to rub it out, alone in their rooms, while muffling their sounds in their pillows.

They dance around each other like this for years: staying friendly and familiar during the day in front of their families, saying good night, then thinking dirty thoughts about the other all night. Until one night when they run into each other on their way to the bathroom: they’ve both made a huge mess of themselves. Mikasa swears that the smell of her arousal clings to her skin; Eren spilled cum all over his pants and shirt. They both think they’re in the clear.

“What’s—?” Mikasa asks, pointing to the wet spots on his pajamas. But she cuts herself off bc she knows what the wet spots are, and she’s embarrassed to say the words out loud. Besides, her panties look just as messy.

All embarrassment goes out the window, though, when Eren pushes Mikasa into the bathroom and locks the door behind them. He sticks his fingers down her drenched underwear, and he has to stick his tongue in her mouth so their families don’t hear how loud she’s moaning.

He rubs her so hard that her juices drip into his palm. “Fuck it,” he murmurs before he pushes his pajama pants down to free his cock — all hard again and seeping precum — and slides past her panties and into her center. He has to slap his palm over her mouth; she screams so loud. 💕💕💕

[seeingivy]

anyways. my nostrils have opened up. here are some method acting asks.

as tall as you, anon 💌

but no, I guess I would just say shorter than him? I know ALLEGEDLY that king eren jaeger is 6'0 and i'm not going to lie I do imagine myself as y/n when I write sometimes (but also don't) and i'm 5'2 so I do think I might subtely mention that she's shorter than him by saying stuff like he looks down at her to make eye contact and stuff.

correct. he would also eat as benoit blanc in knives out and u KNOWWW aot cast would be in something like knives out.

fancast time:

I mentioned somewhere that method acting sasha is POC (which is why she doesn't get as much attention, isn't viewed as pretty as counterparts, etc.)

which technically, y/n is written as poc too bc I am poc LOL but I tried to make that more subtle bc I know it might make it less self insert but whatever

that being said

sasha is marta. erwin is ransom. joni is historia and jamie lee curtis is carla LMAFO

DUDDEEE I really agree that I think a lot about future method acting/epilogue method acting (which is basiaclly just the last chapter btw) and I think so much about how really after it's all dead and done the only thing that would really haunt y/n is marco

like she gets to have her cake and eat it too (kind of. but more on that later.) and get her career and the guy but like....

he is dead. he is not coming back. it is her fault that she didn't talk to him for two years AND he reached out. so. correct. she would write so many songs about him.

HELL YEAH IT IS. oh my god I literally said this to katie but literally if. ymir was a singer she WOULD be singing that historia IDGAF!!!!

thank YOU SOOOOO MUCH. I was worried people might think that song choice is lame but it made so much sense to me im so happy people loved it.

trying to think of spoilers for the chapter?? here are some random spoilers for the end cuz in my head these are all like one chapter lowkey:

snl host eren REDACTED jaeger with musical guest y/n l/n REDACTED

take your cat to an aquarium

cry over a haircut because IT MEANS HE REMEMBERS.

he laughs at all my jokes and he says i'm so american

getting blacklisted.

[hella1975]

i'll never really understand the hype around eren jaeger bc yeah he's not the first blorbo to be defended for war crimes and he will not be the last like i myself have defended many a meow meow despite the untold horrors they commit, but eren is just so fucking stale with it. like where's the flare. he's just so sad and pathetic all the time and THAT is why i cant get behind him

[skrunklybf-archived]

armin x f!reader x eren

tags: established relationship, pregnancy, jealousy, unrequited feelings

notes: tagging @arlertwitch bc i feel compelled to tag you in all my armin stuff hehe

Summer -- unmistakable sounds and scents lingered in the humid air; the buzzing of distant insects in the trees; the smell of barbecue on the grill; the laughs between friends, old and new.

Cool cerulean eyes scanned the bustling backyard. Armin, beer in hand, couldn't quite force himself to pay attention to the story Eren had been telling for the last few minutes. Something caused his brother Zeke to chuckle and clap a hand over the brunette's shoulder, so Armin chuckled too, albeit blindly. There was simply too much on his mind to focus.

Automatically, his eyes drew themselves to a certain young woman, standing with Historia and Ymir on the other side of the pool in a flowy sundress. She laughed and shrieked in surprise when Connie cannon balled, spraying the chatting women in cool water. [Y/N] swept her hair away from her glowing face, catching Armin's gaze for just a moment, before Eren pulled it away.

"Hello? Earth to Armin," Eren sang, waving a large hand in front of his friends face. The blonde blinked himself back into the moment. With a little chuckle, he shook his head.

"Someone's distracted. Isn't that your first?" Zeke clinked his own bottle against Armin's, though his words left a different impression in the younger man's mind. An unbridled sense of excitement washed over him in an instant.

His first.

Clearing his throat, Armin took a quick sip of his beer and stuffed a hand in his shorts pocket.

"[Y/N]'s pregnant."

Nearly dropping the hotdog aimed for his open mouth, Eren choked on seemingly nothing, throwing himself into a coughing fit that Zeke slapped his back to alleviate. Armin blinked in surprise but couldn't hold back a prideful grin.

"She huh?!" the brunette garbled, eyes the size of saucers. Zeke let out a low whistle and plopped his hand atop Armin's head, messing up his short golden locks affectionately.

"Didn't know you had it in you, Arlert!" Zeke mused. All three men looked over at the woman in question, who playfully tossed a beach ball at Connie's head in the pool. She had just barely begun to show -- a small, rounded bump forming low in her belly, only noticeable to those looking for it. Eren blinked incredulously at his best friend, who looked positively over the moon.

Armin fixed his hair with an airy laugh. "It's still kind of early, so not a lot of people know. I'm just... elated," he mused. One could practically feel the energy radiating off of him.

Eren sucked in a deep breath, unsure of why his chest felt so tight at the moment, and slapped a grin over his face. "That's... awesome, Armin, I'm really happy for you," he said, watching [Y/N] turn her head toward the group, "both of you-- er, all three of you?"

The older Jaeger brother dismissed himself to grab another drink from the kitchen, leaving the two best friends to themselves, under the shade of the awning. Suddenly, they felt miles apart, even though they sat side by side on the deck. Eren observed Armin's face for a moment. He'd never seen the blonde so... ecstatic.

He wished more than anything he could share the sentiment.

Like a hummingbird to sugar water, [Y/N] fluttered herself over to the men, her sunkissed cheeks spread in a joyful smile. "Hey, angel," Armin greeted, pulling her in to sit on his lap. She giggled and laid an affectionate peck to his forehead. Eren watched her closely, though the action was automatic, and pulled his gaze away awkwardly when she met it.

"Hey, 'ren, you feeling alright?" [Y/N] asked sweetly, tilting her head just a tad. "You look a little out of it, or something."

Armin shot him a glance that contained a secret conversation, something so easy for the duo to do. Eren coughed into his fist. "Yeah, 'm fine. Just hot." he replied a little quietly before biting into his lunch.

As if it wasn't enough when he helped them move into their perfect little home. As if their engagement just months prior wasn't still weighing on his mind like a wet blanket. Pregnant. Pregnant?! A little tiny Armin growing inside her belly? Eren felt sick. He felt nauseous, not only from the thought of the future he'd never have with the girl he'd always wanted, but from the fact that he envied his best friend so deeply.

He wanted to be happy for Armin. He wanted to share the excitement and the joy such a development brings. He wanted to be a good friend.

Slipping away after Jean nearly started a fire at the grill, Eren walked himself home, hands buried deep in his pockets.

He wanted these feelings to go away.

[loveanoutcast]

"Games" | Eren Yeager

Part Eight | NSFW Content

TW: nsfw, smut, rough sex, degradation, slapping (m receiving), public sex, threesome mentions, hurtful language, swearing, pregnant intercourse, pretty fluffy towards the end

Pairing: Eren Yeager (Jaeger) x Fem!Reader, Levi Ackerman x Reader (Mentioned), Porco Galliard x Reader (Imagined), Zeke x Pieck x Reader (Imagined), Jean Kirstein x Reader (Imagined briefly, instantly dismissed)

Other: Modern au, businessman!Eren, teacher!reader, administrator!reader, pregnant!reader, husband!eren, married trope

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine (Coming soon)

Guess who's back...back again...V is back...Tell a friend. I don't know where the sudden unblock of writer's block came from but I am so happy to have this part out. Listen there will be lots of mixed emotions and feelings and if you think this came off too strong or like you wanted the reader to play a more lower tempered card...well tough shit. I am a sucker for damsel in distress tropes but I just binged watched Pride & Prejudice (2005) and a whole ton of Cobra Kai and Shameless, which the guy who plays Robby Keene has my heart and he is so pretty. So I wanted the reader to be less susceptible to Eren's shit and really built on her connection with Levi. Fucking anyway, I know it's a bit short but I really wanted to remind y'all that I'm alive, I'm doing better, and I can't wait to hear from you all.

Also, Chapter Nine will be angst filled but I promise the endings of these will be good and definitely bring fantasies to life bc this is fan fiction, we need happy endings. I'll leave the queer baiting and empty plots to the CW. Enjoy!

Eren held a finger to his lips, his eyes a deeper jade in the cramped space you both were currently in. Your breathing was a bit heavy and rapid as your heart drummed in your ears. You knew your entire face was flushed in mild embarrassment and slight fear on getting caught in the current predicament your husband put the both of you in.

You had literally no clue on where he was taking you, your eyes only widening in surprise when he pulled you through the large wooden door. The chapel was almost empty, but the way Eren kept along the wall and his steps were almost as quiet as yours only made you even more confused on why the hell he would bring the two of you in here. You gave his hand a squeeze, his head looking back at you for a moment, and you caught the smirk dotting his lips before he turned around. His pace seemed determined, and you caught the eye of a man who was noticeably important in the place of worship. Eyes shining in question but turning warm as you gave a small smile, he still looked curious but when someone approached him, he turned his full attention to them.

You walked a bit further along with Eren. You were a bit out of breath but when Eren suddenly paused and opened an even smaller wooden door, you felt all your breath knocked out from you when he quickly and surprisingly gently pulled you inside. To say it was tough fitting the both of you was an understatement. As it was Eren could hardly fit through most archways and there had been times when his head almost brushed the roof of places you two visited in the early years of your marriage. Now, with your bulging belly and Eren’s continuous efforts to stay fit, you could feel his breath fan across the top of your head as he closed the door. The small flecks of light that were filtering through made his facial features seem sharper somehow.

You had a sneaking suspicion on why he wedged the two of you in the Confessional, but you got your answer when hands began to roam your body over your clothes, the kisses Eren laid on you wet and heavy, your head swimming in confusion and lust. You couldn’t think straight enough, your breaths sharp and tongue tied as your hands didn’t know where to go. They rested on his chest, fingers gripping his button up, every kiss left behind a tingling sensation, a brief flash of Levi’s gentle touches crossed the forefront of your mind and that was enough to make you think clearly for a moment. You only slightly pushed Eren away to look at him and say-

“Baby, they’ll hear us.”

“Let them.” He shrugged, already leaning in again.

“This is a sin, you know.”

“Well, this is a confession booth. Isn’t the whole point of them hearing our sins?” His smile was devilish, “Let’s just think of this as giving them a real-life example.”

“How could you still want me after I-“ You stopped, tears filling you eyes as you felt your throat swell, “I broke my vow of loyalty to you, my dearest. How could you not be repulsed by me? Or hate me?”

The way he kissed you always had you burning up. You felt breathless but buzzed with energy, you could feel your muscles relaxing but your core tightening, everything Eren did to you ignited a frenzy side of you that made you throw caution to the wind and genuinely not consider anyone’s feelings or regards around you, so the soft moan he coaxed out of you had him grinning against your mouth, lips moving to your cheek as he gripped you by your jaw and forcefully moved your head to the side so he could have more access to your neck. The kiss on the shell of your ear had your eyes fluttering as the airy gasp you let out had him chuckling.

“How could I not want you? You’re bringing my—our child into this world. You love me in all of my good and bad, baby.” Your eyes had been closed as he spoke, your hands finding way to the top of his shoulders as your back was flush against the side of the confession booth. His leg had been wedged between your thighs and as he spoke, one hand was flatly pressed beside your head, the wood creaking underneath his weight as he used the other hand to bring your dress up and allow his fingers to tether around the fabric of your panties.

“You are everything to me, Mrs. Jaeger.” A kiss to the crown of your head made you gasp, eyes fluttering open to be met with brilliant green that even in the darkness shown like two emeralds reflecting summer rays.

“I love you, I know you love me, you loving Levi is only an example of how large your heart is. I can’t deny that I’m possessive and overprotective of what’s mine, but you are not an object nor some toy. You’re my partner, my best friend, and the reason I find meaning even on my darkest days. I would burn the entire world down to ashes if it made you happy, I would go to another pointless war if it ensured you would live a long life, and I will certainly make it work with Levi if it means keeping you forever. That is my confession.” The subtle look around the booth with the eyebrow raise and smirk had you reacting instantly.

Well, you thought as you smiled so widely and giggled, “How the hell am I supposed to respond to such a beautiful confession?”

“You could start by letting me fuck you in this booth.” He bluntly said.

“Eren!”

The eye roll he gave as a reply to your sudden need to be modest made you momentarily forget how sweet he could be.

“Fine, make love—whatever. Come here.”

He barely gave you time to respond, the sound of a zipper lowering cut through the small space. He had left his blazer back as the table and you fidgeted with a few shirt buttons, only wanting to see his strong collarbones as you leaned forward and took the soft flesh between your lips. The purple mark you were sure to leave behind had him hissing out in pleasure. You leaned back to admire your work; the dark color still visible despite how dim it was in the poor excuse of a love-making space. Your eyes met Eren’s and the large smile that crossed your lips was mirrored almost instantly, a few kisses were stolen but each pair of eyes remained on each other as Eren continued his conquest. Your panties were pushed out of the way, with how hot it was and how hot your husband is, you felt yourself feel a dampness between your legs, Eren still being considerate and bringing his fingers to his mouth, you watched as he spit on the long digits. The small whimper you let out making his smile turn into one of a sly fox.

“Put your foot there, princess.” He encouraged, eyes flickering to the small seat as his hand found its way in between your legs. The slow circles rubbed against the most sensitive part of your pussy made you gasp, your body tensing before relaxing into his touch. You did as he said, some pressure being relieved from your back and calves, and you voiced your discomfort honestly.

“Better be quick then.”

Before you could question your husband, you felt him shift his briefs lower, his erection falling heavy between his thighs and brushing against you. It took some adjusting and a few grunts and sharp breaths were released before Eren began to press into you, you hissed at the odd angle, the tip pressing into the thin wall above your vagina before you pushed down on Eren’s shoulders and he let out a grunt, knowing what you meant and dipped his lips lower. He suddenly slid in so easily you moaned at how wonderful it felt to feel him stretch you and fill you up. His hand clamped over your mouth, eyes warning as he flickered them between you and the door. He seemed to be able to get a glimpse outside the door, eyes squinted in concentration and not looking at you as he began his rough onslaught. His hips smacked against your thighs deliciously and although you wanted to admire his sexy side profile, you felt your eyes roll back at how amazing he felt thrusting into your wet pussy. You could only pant at how easily your body swayed and jiggled with the force of his movements.

“Fuck,” He clipped out after a few moments, his attention breaking from whatever or whoever was outside and looking towards your expression which was reaching its breaking point as you clenched around him. He lowered his hand, his palm pressing flat on the wall beside your head. Your moans now nothing but small sounds and high-pitched gasps. You focused back to him, the lazy smile which graced your face along with the beads of sweat building on your brow made Eren look at you in a way you sincerely believed you didn’t deserve. This went on for a while as you tried to find a proper response to his earlier statement.

“I may not be as charming as you my dearest,” You said as a particularly hard thrust made you bite your lower lip, you released a controlled breath before continuing, “However, I find it harder and harder to find anything bad in you, baby. In the beginning it was your jealously, vanity, and god were you kind of air-headed.”

Your laugh was cut short as Eren hitched your leg up and put the back of your knee comfortably on the bend of his elbow. You were at a higher height, almost at level with his eyes and from this angle, he felt deeper than before.

“Oh, God!” You sighed out, Eren’s smile wicked as you continued to try and explain while also trying not to let the way his abdomen was pressing hard into your swollen belly bother you, “It was also the way you were so possessive; I couldn’t even talk to your former comrades to plan your birthday party without you wanting to claim me in front of them.”

“Porco kept checking you out,” Eren argued in a rushed tone as he kept sinking into your heat. Your bodies were getting clammy and at this point the sweat was creating a thick feeling in the air, the limited space not helping how dizzy your pussy was making him feel, “Let’s not forget how he takes any chance to press against your ass.”

“He wants to lift my baby bump…” You pouted, trailing off. You loved Porco, he was a sweetheart underneath the cold exterior and his smile was so rare but handsome. The times you encouraged him to put aside his obvious distrust and dislike to Reiner and Eren were not usually successful, but he always listened intently and thanked you for your concern.

A particular thrust made you groan in pleasure, your hips attempting to move to meet your husband’s and the kiss he left on your lips seemed to steal your breath for a moment.

“Plus…” You continued, arms wrapping around Eren’s neck, “I like how he always brings me a small gift, he’s not the most vocal with his feelings. I feel his love though, especially through his hand kisses.”

Eren’s thrusts had become slow midway through you all’s odd conversation, it wasn’t unnatural for you all to talk while having sex but seeing as you two were supposed to be quick really made you question your lack of skill for being mindful of a time and place for such things. You raised an eyebrow with a playful smile doting your lips at Eren’s change in pattern.

The way Eren suddenly stopped thrusting, eyebrows coming down together and lips turning into a sneer made your own smile fall away. Your hand brushed his cheek, cupping it into the small palm of your hand as you searched his eyes for an answer at his sudden attitude change.

“He kisses you?” You flinched before he even said it, a knowing feeling that what he was about to say would undoubtedly upset you.

“Is there any guy we know that you’re not trying to fuck?”

You couldn’t stop the sharp sting that went through your chest, your arms losing grip on your husband as you leaned back and slumped against the wall for support. Your hands fell to his chest, he was still holding you up but you felt weak. You knew him better than anyone, he had only ever spoken to you like that in bed when degrading you when consent was shared, and maybe twice during the earlier stages of your relationship before you made your standards and expectations from him clear. He had then quickly learned that unless insults would be followed with moans and dirty sex, Eren was never to disrespect you and cross emotional boundaries. This was maybe the first time in your marriage where Eren said such a blatant insult, you had heard him use this language with his comrades and friends, even his brother Zeke and him quarreled with words, but never had he used such attitude towards you. Not even when he discovered Levi’s tongue down your throat, he had made a show of groping you, but it was a kink of yours and him saying he was willing to work it out made you glow in awe of your husband. Now, with this happening you questioned whether he meant it at all or if he had repressed his true feelings this entire time. Had he really meant the confession he uttered so beautifully just ten minutes ago? Was Porco the breaking point? Did he even really trust you? Did he see you in such a shameful light?

“Put me down…” You mumbled out, body shaking as you attempted to hold back the tears beginning to brim your eyes. Seeing this made Eren snap out of the cloudy dumbass haze he was in, breath taken in sharply as he tried to lighten the situation he put you both in.

“Shit, baby. I didn’t mean that. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it. It slipped out.” He tried to get you to meet his eyes, he was still buried inside of you and he began to thrust up again, your eyes fluttering at the sensation, but when a single tears managed to escape each corner of your eyes, he felt his own heart shatter.

“Please, just…stop.” You weakly pushed at his shoulder, you felt him kiss every part of your crown and the tip of your nose. You let him, not really having the energy to react but not denying that the sex was still good. Eren knew your body best, you two always found a way to mold into each other and reach a high unattainable with anyone else. Even now as you couldn’t conjure up a sense of love for him, your pussy clenched his length in your tell sign.

Eren didn’t listen to your weak command, continuing his movements and urging you to come but you felt detached. Your heart wasn’t into it, but your body reacted to him in the way he was familiar with. His hips clashed harder and faster, the hand against the wall moving to your neck where he gripped you just below the jaw, his heavy pants fanned across your face and he watched you, and how the tears were nothing but dried streaks on your cheeks now. Your eyes were looking up and away from him, focusing on the pleasure he was giving, you thought of Levi and his gentle kisses, his touches so light as if he were afraid to break you and for a moment you wondered if that were already the case. Thinking of Levi and the broadness of his back made you close your eyes, his long, elegant fingers could probably reach and tease places you were unable to before, and the way his shirts always stuck to the right places had you open your mouth in a pant. For the following moments you wondered how fucking him would feel like, grey eyes glinting and a small smile that was reserved just for you shining as he would watch you ride him. Levi was no doubt a virgin and the idea of being his first was as thrilling as it was sinful, maybe you truly were damned. You were fucking your husband in a church—granted a shitty homophobic church—angry at him and heavily pregnant with his child and all you could think of is his former captain whom you’ve began an affair with. You felt a sense of sadness at the unmistakable rift Eren just created, but you also felt a comfort at knowing you could confide in Levi. You felt anger bubble, eyes looked at your husband and you brought his face closer to yours, eyes firmly on his lips and remembering all the times he’s kissed, bitten, sucked, and licked with that mouth. You didn’t want to come for him, you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of truly being the only one who knew how to fuck you just right. For a moment this anger turned to a wickedness and you imagined fucking his captain in a way that would make Eren cry of jealousy, you took it a further step and imagined fucking Porco, letting him take you in the position Eren claimed he loved so much.

Porco was handsome, hell, he was sexy. He looked and acted as if he knew his way in bed, and he towered over you height and stature, but not in the way your husband did. Porco was average height and build, he did have rough hands and you let yourself imagine him spanking your ass so hard, the welt would be felt for days after. Your pussy clamped down harder and Eren groaned, snapping you back into focus. That anger festered, and you imagined Jean next. Eren’s enemy turned friend, you imagined how his height would be a disadvantage at first but how he would be kind enough to let you bring him to his knees and find a meal between your legs. You gasped, shaking your head in discomfort as you had way too much respect for Jean’s wife to think of her husband in such a way.

You thought of Reiner, Erwin, hell you even thought of Zeke and Pieck and how gutted Eren would look if he walked in on you taking his brother’s dick rearranging your guts as Pieck sat on your face and let you bury your tongue in her pretty pussy. Your thoughts were betraying your mood, and you wanted nothing more but to come, but knowing that your husband would believe it was all him annoyed you beyond understanding.

Your dearest husband still managed to coax an orgasm from you, but when you looked to the side with your eyes closed and barely parted your lips to let out a shaky moan, Eren knew how badly he fucked up. You had only ever done that twice before, and one led to a two week break in the early stages of your relationship while the other had made Eren take a weeklong trip out of the country for work duties to give you space. Both times were fucking painful and both times filled Eren with anxiety at the thought of you deciding to truly be done with him. This time was different, you were both married and expecting a child. You might ignore him for a while and give him the cold shoulder, but you would eventually get over it and forgive him…right?

He wasn’t sure what to do, you had already come but he was still chasing his own release. You became almost pliant in his arms, and he tried to get you to tell him what you wanted from him.

“That was cute,” He said so softly that you almost didn’t hear him. “Angel looks so pretty when she comes for me.”

Your eyes opened slowly, still staring to the side and you genuinely felt nothing at his words. The kisses he trailed along your neck and jaw received no words or noises and your husband became impatient.

“Say you love me, baby.” He asked as he kept his rhythm going, you were quiet and Eren wasn’t having it. He pressed more into you, you back digging into the wood and your small yelp was met with concerned eyes, but he made no move to back away.

“You’re hurting my back,” You finally said, “The baby…”

As you trailed off, your husband backed off enough, but his thrusts seemed to become desperate.

“Say it, come on.” He beckoned and you again gave him nothing, the impatience was rolling off him in waves and you acted on impulse, anger bubbling over as your husband who acted so moronically threw off whatever balance you had within you. You gave him what he wanted, with a twist of your own.

You could say you regretted the moment the palm of your hand struck his cheek, or the moment his entire head turned with the force, or even the growing redness on the smooth skin that would undoubtedly make it swell. It would be a lie though. Instead, you felt his thrill as you leaned forward and met his ear with your lips before saying so clearly,

“I love you, Eren.”

You weren’t sure what you expected, maybe for him to slap you right back, but when he met you with eyes wide and that glint of admiration shining through them you were completely baffled. Eren seemed to switch roles, his movement suddenly rapid and short, like a bunny bouncing with fever.

“Again,” He suddenly muttered, “Punish me, do it again.”

You could only gape at him, the turn of events was giving you a whiplash feeling but the following minutes were filled with you punishing Eren, you slapped him again, you pulled his hair, you scratched his neck so hard the red lines were apparent on his tan skin, each time was followed with words proclaiming your love for him. Eventually, Eren bite down on the spot where your neck met you shoulder, your dress had been tugged down and the sweat was unbearable. You felt as he came, the warmth that splashed against your walls made you feel full and the way the liquid trickled down as he pulled out rooted you back to reality. Your underwear was placed back to it’s original position, and Eren helped set you back on your feet, your hip bone momentarily protesting as it felt it had been hours since you were standing upright.

A kiss was given to your cheek, when Eren tried to meet your lips, you looked down. He felt hurt over the rejection, kissing the top of your head, instead. After he tucked himself back into his slacks and fixed his collar, he ensured you were okay. Tucking a loose curl back into place, he let out a deep sigh and grabbed your hand, which usually would be responded with a squeeze and entanglement of fingers. Instead, you seemed to not notice or care that he was touching you, and Eren grew uneasy. He opened the door, stepping out first with you not far. You both only made it a few steps before a gravely voice spoke aloud and scared the both of you,

“Excuse me, what were you two doing? The Confessional is one person at a time and to relieve yourselves of sins.” The old man looked like the embodiment of death. His gray hair was nearly translucent, and his cheeks were hollowed in, the bones framing his eyes so vividly apparent you felt a sharp kick of discomfort on your side.

“It’s okay,” Eren smiled, “We’re married.”

You said nothing to the man, you felt your face in a permanent grimace and you finally looked around the chapel, noting the large archways and long pews. At the forefront was what you assumed their figure of worship, the large statue foreboding and scary looking. Eren pulled you away, hand gripping your hand firmly and the brush against the back of your hand with his thumb would have been a comfort were it not for the mood you were in. How quickly the air between the two of you shifted was starting to give you whiplash again, these past few months it was often you who started the petty arguments, and your pregnant tantrums were mostly cute in Eren’s eyes. This, however, was all on him and he knew it. He hadn’t fucked up this badly since the entire Jean accident, if you were sensitive before he could only imagine how fragile you were now. Your silence was deafening to his ears, the blood still drumming in them was almost painful. He snuck a glance towards you, your eyes were looking straight ahead, mouth downturned but not necessarily in a frown. Your look of indifference was masking your true feelings and it then pained him realizing that he couldn’t read your emotions.

The walk was short as you returned to the reception, your mood growing a bit lighter as you realized you would be back with Levi soon. You hoped that you fucking your husband wouldn’t gnaw at him, he voiced so many times that sex wasn’t what he was seeking with you and it was in actuality your love and care. A seed of doubt sprouted as you recalled that Eren had said some similar words before. Could Levi be lying too?

“My angel,” You heard, you turned to look at Eren, he was still the most beautiful man in the world to you, but you couldn’t stop the feeling of apathy towards him, “Can we talk about what happened? I can’t stand you being angry with me.”

“I’m not angry, Eren.” You sighed out as you shook his head, “We will talk about this tomorrow.”

You had let go of his hand, moving forward and stopping when you heard him quietly utter,

“I love you, Mrs. Yeager.”

You didn’t stand there for long, your voice not once quivering despite how hard you were shaking as you replied, “I know.”

He was left standing at the entrance, watching as you approached you all’s table, body turning as you were obviously searching for some and grinning widely as your eyes settled on the dance floor. He followed your gaze, watching as Levi danced with the flower girl, the difference in height apparent as he hunched. You approached him, touching his shoulder, and leaning up to kiss his cheek. Eren wasn’t sure what to feel as Levi wrapped an arm around you, the little flower girl didn’t seem to appreciate how swiftly she lost her dancing partner and she stood pouted and staring. You gestured back to her, pointing to the table, and possibly letting Levi know you’d be waiting for him.

Levi pondered, telling you to hold on for a moment before crouching down and meeting the small girl’s eyes. She had black straight hair, eyes unmistakably doe-like even from where Eren was standing and skin tone like yours. For a moment, Eren couldn’t help but take a step back in shock. He was confused when the little girl began to bounce on her feet, arms reaching up as she smiled widely and Levi hoisted her up into his arms, he shifted her onto one side, securing her arms around his neck and she fit perfectly in the crook of his elbow. With his other arm now free, he held it out to you and the entire time you watched with a look of absolute adoration. The three of you swayed together to the somewhat slow song in the back. One hand laid on his shoulder as the other was on also holding the little girl up by her back. She was now over both your heights, and she giggled as she laid her head on Levi’s who in turn laid his forehead on top of yours.

The three of you looked like a family, and Eren was trying to make sense of the feeling within him. He stayed rooted in that spot for the remainder of the dance and he knew tomorrow would be filled with endless discussions, he wasn’t sure what he felt more, anxiety or impatience. Maybe both.