#eren jeager angst

[bkghq]

cute things they do in a relationship

cw: gn! reader, cursing ? idek, its really fluffy , oh and also mentions period

includes: eren yeager, armin arlert, jean kirschtein and levi ackerman

—eren

eren is protective, very protective but not in an over-bearing way. whenever you guys are outside he always makes sure to physically hold you either its holding your small hand in his big one, or placing his hand on you waist. he likes to show everyone that you’re his and he is yours and they should fuck off before even thinking about hitting either of you up.

he loves playing with your hair, he loves how smooth and soft they feel. he’ll massage your scalp whenever you guys are sitting idly. like you’d be doing the most random things like scrolling through your phone while he’s on his own and his hand will find it’s way to your scalp and start scratching it.

is superrrrrrrrrrr clingy, he always has to be touching you one way or another. either its cuddles kisses sitting on his lap sitting on your lap he doesnt care, eren craves physical touch and he isn’t even one bit ashamed of it. totally agrees with the fact that his love language is physical touch. is literally attached to you by the hip

facetimes you at the most random times like he doesnt care if you guys are far away from each other he has to be either texting you 24/7 or ft you. he’ll ft you late at nights and just stay on the call watching you sleep not in a creepy way ofcourse, with a dumb look in his eyes and small lovestruck smile on his face

(in the titan!au) shifts into his titan form and puts you on his shoulder so you can see beyond the walls. whenever he’s in his titan for he will always and always pet your head with one of his humongous fingers. loves when you pet the side of his titans face, and give him a light peck on his cheek even tho he cant really feel it lmao. his pointy ears turn all red and drop down whenever you kiss him when he’s in his titan form.

—armin

the best boy anyone can ask for tbh, continuously checks up on you. always sends “good morning baby! have a great day, i love you :)” texts in the morning, “hey love i brought you food, would you mind if i picked you up from class so we could eat together ?"during lunch time. Continuously asking if you, "drank enough water??” or “had dinner/lunch/snack yet?”.

leaves cute little notes in his pretty handwriting inside your books, motivating you or just cute things in general, when he knows you are stressed with school work. “i believe in you! you can do it.” “work is important but dont forget to take breaks in between to eat something and stretch your back!.” “i’m only one call away if you want something.” or just random “i love you sooooo much <3” notes inside your books.

lends you his clothes out of the blue like you don’t even have to ask him to, he’ll just do it himself. whenever he comes over he brings a huge ass bag filled w his hoodies and sweatshirts that smell like him so so warm and cozy, he’ll just hand those 5-10 hoodies like its no biggie and he NEVER asks you to give them back NO, not until you give them back to him so he can wear them again, so they start smelling like him. and once they do, he’s back with his giant ass tote bag filled w hoodies for u lol

always helps you w school work and exams, goes the extra mile so he knows you’re well prepared for your exams. he’ll make flashcards, notes, powerpoint presentations and what-not just so you’re well prepared

always gives you compliments literally on the smallest thing ever. whenever you do something new, either its paint your nails or add one picture to your photo collection on your wall armin will always notice it cause he’s a very great observer and will genuinely compliment you, “that nail shade looks very good on you,” or ,“hm is that the new picture of us on the beach baby, i’m so happy you’ve put it her you look so beautiful.”

—jean

he’s a softie and that’s that. Jean will do absolutely anything and everything that leaves your mouth. he doesn’t care if its 3 am if you want ice cream you will get it. Jean has his priorities straight and you’re on top of the list. he’ll run as many errands as much you want him to.

adopts pets with you, jean is really fond of animals, and if you are too that’s a win win. it doesnt matter to him if you’re a dog person or a cat person he’ll adopt any animal as long as it you guys’ sweet little baby. hell he’ll even buy a frog if you fancy one and call him ‘baby kirstien’. jean loves animals and adopting one with you is the best decision of his life

takes you on long drives like every other day. long drives with you and your guy’s adopted golden retriever ? yes anytime. he’ll drive for hours just listening to you talking while he has his free hand intwined with yours, occasionally pressing kisses on the back of your hand he’s holding

is def one of those people who start deep talking at night, gets so much into what he has envisioned his future with you, “i always have dreams, you me our dog and prolly our toddlers runnin’ around causin’ ruckus. wanna grow old with y'love.” gets SO sappy and gushes about how he can’t wait to wifey you up one day wrap a pretty ring around your finger and give you the life you truly deserve.

buys you cute little presents here and there, either he’s a broke college student or a well off business man, it’s a habit of jean. whenever he sees something on his way back home that reminds him of you he will buy it. he loves spoiling you, you’re his queen and he’d give you the stars and moon if you’d ask, small presents here and there are nothing but him appreciating you and thanking you for being the light in his life <3

—levi

makes you coffee every morning before you wake up. you always wake up to your coffee in bed with your handsome boyfriend stroking your cheek lovingly with one hand while the other one holds his tea mug. no matter how old you guys grow, or how long you’ve been dating, levi will always make coffee for you before you wake up.

gets genuinely disgusted if you ever even think about paying when you guys go out for dates. deadass is so offended, will give you the nastiest glare if you even put your hand anywhere near your purse when the bill arrives, “oi, oi, oi what d'you think yer doing brat?” slaps your hand away. doesnt even lets you check the total amount.

gives you forehead kisses at the most random times, you’ll be working in the kitchen or working on some presentation and he’ll randomly appear pressing a chaste kiss on ur forehead and petting your head

has your period tracker downloaded on his phone, so he can prepare a few days before you start period. stacks the fridge with ice cream and juices. chocolates so many chocolates. literally gets everything you crave to everything you need like tampons pads and heating bottles. always is there for emotional support too.

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[c0kitty]

𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 .... 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐌𝐄 w/ hero!eren jeager x f!reader               « 0:00 ─〇───── 0:00 ⇄                            

summary:  hero!eren wants to arrest you, a notorious villain named cat woman, once and for all, but you have other plans. (⛦) content: black coded. suggestive. seducing eren. eren gets blue-balled. kissing/making out. eren, armin, and them are in a superhero league. think of eren like batman but... not. reader has the same suit as 2022 cat woman. (⛦) w/c: 1k+

the puddles from the harsh rain reflect the bright led lights. a heavy breath leaves eren's lips, as he runs through the streets, cutting all kinds of corners, just to get to you, before the other heroes do.

he'd just gotten a call from his radio about someone reporting strange sounds in the area, coupled with some others reporting they saw a strange lady with a cat-ear mask heading in the same direction, he'd put two and two together before the others did.

when he first encountered you months ago, it was midnight. the superhero league had gotten a report that a villain was trying to rob the bank. thinking this was an easy job to stop, he went to stop the perpetrator alone assuring the other’s he was fine.

eren was met with your signature black ski mask, with your cute little pointed cat ears. he could only see your pretty brown eyes, lips, and peaks of your brown skin through the mask. you were holding a pink gun to the banker's head as they collected money from the register.

you had taken notice of eren quickly, a smile on your lips, you wave your gun to him.

"hey, pretty boy."

that was just how the past couple of months went. you would commit random solo heists to high-end stores/banks, and he would go hearing the reports, knowin' you would be there. you would fall into battle with eren and escape just in time to take everything and leave his heart achin’.

he didn't understand why he was so obsessed with you, perhaps it was because you were like an itch to his brain.

── and the only way to relieve that itch was to put you in jail, successfully.

eventually, eren finally comes to a stop at a upscale-looking store. considering your track history of places you would steal from, and the store’s broken handle broken with a door that was left wide open, he would say this was the place.

he was surprised no alarms sounded off, but you were incredibly good at making sure no one knew you were never there. he goes inside, looking around at the many clothes that fitted in the shop. some were name-brand, he was kinda familiar with, and some had very... artistic visuals.

eren ears perk up, capturing faint rustling echos and a soft contented sigh. with light steps, he traces the source of the sound until the shuffling stops. surrounded by darkness, he spins around, until something pushes his back, causing him to lose his footing and stumble forward.

your laugh rings out as you finally reveal yourself. "oops, didn't see ya' there."

he catches himself in time, turning around to see your next heeled kick. in a split second his heavy hands wrap around your leather boot, pulling it forward.

the tables were turned now, and you find yourself losing balance, tumbling forward. but, in a stroke of reflex of saving people, eren reaches out and catches you, his hands encircling your waist.

you guys are closer than ever, your alluring fragrance lingering at his nose, eren didn't know why he was still standing so close to you. but it was a recurring thing ── he always found himself hypnotized by you. be it your stride, your lips that called out his name, or your sultry voice, it compelled him to draw him closer.

maybe, that was your power.

"you're finally here. it took you a little longer, but time is nothing when gettin' to see your pretty face." you purred, eyelashes delicately fluttering as your gaze lifted, meeting his sullen eyes.

a scoff leaves his lips, "bet you talk like that to all the guys that fall at your feet." your lips draw into a smile, revealing your pretty teeth.

"so you admit you fell for me, eren?" you banter.

his lips falter to a frown, trying to mask his reaction to you, he couldn’t give himself to you anymore. but as your claw-like gloved hands gently find their way to his face, coddling his cheek, he just forgets the crimes you’ve committed.

"fuck off," he rasps, absently leaning into your touch.

"you're always so cute when you're hot n' bothered,"

"do you always have to run your mouth?" eren retorts, his tone sharp.

the air held tension as your playful banter danced between you two, --- and then you, with a mischievous glint in your eyes, pushed further, teasing, "why don't you try shutting me up then?"

in an instant, nothing mattered anymore as his eyes drew to your glossed lips and pressed into them softly.

your neck tilts, and he pulls you closer, his soft tongue lapping onto yours. everything was hot, the inside of your mouth, your guys' spit mixed together, it was perfect; eren lets out a low moan with your body pressing into him. your hand glides from his face to weave through his messy brown hair.

all he wanted was to get you out of your suit, as his bulge strains through his khaki's, pressing into you. you obviously feel it, your smile pressing into his lips. 

but then ── you suddenly stop kissing. your head moves away from his, creating a final smack, and he finds you quirking your lips at him. "see, cute." your hand finds itself back on his face, gently caressing his cheek again.

"you're not gonna’ finish what you started?" eren lets out frustrated grunt, shifting his dick in his pants.

"i would, but i think your little friends are here," you say with much animosity. as you spin around, intending to grab all the stolen jewels and money. eren's trance of you seemed to be broken, and he tries to grab your hand to stop you. "wait---"

but, predicting his moves, you swiftly kick him in the ribs. the impact sends him crashing to the floor, clutching his side.

"sorry babes, we'll have to finish this another time, yeah?" you say, not bothering to let him think of a reply. you gracefully retract with duffle bags at your shoulder, swaying your hips to the back to the back of the store.

as he watches you walk away, aching pain in his ribs, the only thing he could think of was wanting your pretty lips on his cock.

[chrissshub]

OLD FLINGS DIE HARD

FT. EREN YEAGER

𐐪𐑂 ♡ ｡ﾟ ━━━ PAIRINGS: Ex Husband!Eren Yeager x Fem Reader

𐐪𐑂 ♡ ｡ﾟ ━━━ WORD COUNT: 3.5k

𐐪𐑂 ♡ ｡ﾟ ━━━ CW: Infidelity, possession, couch sex, teasing, taunting, fingering, nipple play, marking, biting, use of petnames, clit slapping, mentions of Jean Kirstein

𐐪𐑂 ♡ ｡ﾟ ━━━ WORDS FROM CHRIS: This came as a request but I wanted to elaborate on it :))

“Eren?”

“Hey…Y/N…”

It’s a rare occasion when you let Eren enter your newfound home, on his own nonetheless. The clicks of the door’s gear act faster than you can think, drawing your attention from the kitchen stovetop to the wandering hues of green.

It’s the new surroundings that irks him to no end, walking into you in a kitchen different from his own. The walls weren’t as brightly as this one, replacing his choice of an apricot orange to a blazed blue.

The atmosphere here differed from his norm all the same, this one reeking with imitation. He quickly peers out into the living room, the quaint space blessed by the sun’s setting rays. Its light still reaches as far as into the kitchen, kissining Eren’s cold cheek out of sympathy for his wounds. 

His eyes meet your body’s frame from his post near the door, pushing it to meld in with the white painted frame. Eren doesn’t speak much until he’s in your vicinity, hands sinking coyly into his jean pockets.

He’s watching you, desperate to drink in the reminiscent sight.

Your hands still hold onto the wooden spoon with the same grip he remembers it, supple fingertips gracing the thinned handle. What leads into the pot is a distinct story, wafting scents flooding Eren’s nose. He knows it well too. The rich spices all simmering into a timeless stew that was once favored by him and him alone.

There’s a desire deep inside you, pulling at a side you wish to abandon. The urge to meet his eyes is present, tell him to drop the doe-eyed look and settle his business with haste. But you’ve known the man too long to turn him away, pity filling the crevices of your heart. It’s been three years now, and in those three years, you’ve never seen the man so lost. 

His eyes tell it all. To the average person, some would say Eren’s perfectly fine, just suffering through the rough of a natural human condition. Yet unto you, Eren’s eyes are lost, lost in some dream he can’t seem to escape. The prominent green that once held a righteous glimmer has long lost its gleam, now being casted beneath a thick haze of a chilling realization. 

He’s lost all he’s ever had to himself. 

Now, he’s forced here, gathering what scraps of you he could before leaving doused in disappointment.

“The kids aren’t here, won’t be here for another hour or two.”

He’s wincing at your voice’s tone, once a gentle melody now replaced with the cold brute of the blunt reality. You don’t even bother to look at him, a subtle detail he takes too far into account. Regardless, Eren simply can’t take your words as infallible, he needed to make some dent into the steel wall sealing him off to your true natures.

“Y/N, I didn’t come here for the kids. I came here–”

“Then you should know how that’ll turn out. Nothing you say or do is gonna fix us, Eren.” 

Eren’s swallowing down the lump of regret as you speak. The words resonate with him for the umpteenth time yet they sting more each and every time. He knows none of his words, his sweet talk or convincing will gain your favor again.

Eren also knows how happy you are with your new flame, a man that stands in all that he couldn’t. It’s painful, watching your smile amuse a man other than himself. It can light up any room in an instant yet he still feels cold, knowing that the same warmth would never grace his presence anymore.

And Eren should be okay with it, considering it was his selfishness and immaturity that landed him here: secretly begging for a moment with you. That fact alone is what keeps him so motivated, using that pent-up perseverance to woo your heart back into his hands.

“Fine, Y/N. Just…let me stay, keep you company for the time being…please?”

“Don’t you mean, let me keep you company?”

A silence shrouds the apartment’s kitchen, the shrilling reality coming to light. As cold as you came off to be, you too shared in his cry for company. The difference was that your cry was answered a year ago by a great man, while Eren’s cry could only be answered by you. 

“Yes, I do,” Eren groans, bringing a hand to lace about the nape of his neck. He leans along the marble countertop for support, carefully searching for the words to ensure a minor success.

“Besides, it’s been a while since I’ve had some of your food. ‘M kinda hoping you’d share a plate…or two.”

You offer him a measly nod before switching the stove off, acknowledging him without passing on a single glance.

“You remember the drill. Get a bowl and I’ll serve it to you, Eren.”

Slow steps around the counter lead him to you, extending his reach to the cabinet closest to your head. His intention was to grab a bowl, but he’s become too interested in something—something far more familiar than your meal. 

That’s when a faint heat flickers at Eren’s cheeks, a shushed gasp cutting through his teeth.

It’s a scent, hints of vanilla and rose whisking towards his nose. He knows the smell all too well, a lotion you insisted on using day in and day out. He’s so eager for the memory that Eren’s nearly gone dumb, bringing his chin to ghost past your shoulder. 

He’s so close to you, so close he can just about feel that plush heat radiating from you. If not for the bowl in his hand, Eren’s chest would’ve caved at your spine, the front of his gray tee clinging to the open back of your lavender silk slip-on. It’s wrong of him to say but Eren’s already parting his mouth with the syllables of his deepest thoughts.

“God, you’re so beautiful. Everything about you is just how I remember it too, almost like…we’ve never split.” 

A white-hot streak of heat strikes the highs of your ears and cheeks alike, a stifling breath clogging your lungs. It’s in tandem with every fiber in you running to a point, a body numb off the sheer rip of shock. 

“What did you say–”

The words just waiting to spill into the air find themselves coming to a sudden halt, courtesy of Eren’s touch. The warmth of his palm curves along your shoulder, the pad of his thumb drawing lazy circles into your supple skin. He’s even, slipping a few of his thick fingers beneath the thin strap of your dress. 

He misses you—that much is apparent to your eyes.

You know Eren too well to ignore all his whims, noticing how the soft purrs coo from deep within his chest. He’s fallen at his own impulses by simply closing the space between you both. His breath curls at the hairs on the back of your neck, the rain of chills licking across your spine. 

Yet, you can’t help but sympathize with Eren; empathy not being that far of a cry either. It’s a simple touch but your heart beats harder for this than a kiss from your newest beau. That same gentle manner he possesses follows through to his words, another compliment rolling off his tongue.

“You’re beautiful, Y/N. I said you’re so beautiful, I don’t even know how to act around you. And I hate to say it but… I feel like you keep calling me back, but I know I don’t deserve it—I don’t deserve you.”

“What are you doing, Eren? We talked about this…I’m so…happy with Jean now. We had our time, can we just accept that and keep things the way they are?”

“You were happy with me, you told me so yourself. The new guy, he’s nothing like me.

I’ll drop to my hands and knees if you need me too, but I’ll keep asking and pushing ‘til you come back to me. I love you too much and too hard to let this be how we continue in life.”

Your mouth parts for another retort, your mind hard at work for a sharp comeback. It was strange to hear this from Eren, the man who drove you to leave with your shared children.

He’s the reason why something so beautiful failed, dragging along two innocent souls into the mess. So why? Why work so hard to merely push you away all over again?  

“You should be the last person talking, Eren. You can’t just waltz on in here and—”

“Shhh, can we just enjoy this moment? No distractions, nothing to interrupt, just us…like how it used to be.”

A harsh gulp consumes your throat. Your chin fell into a tilt, meeting Eren’s eyes for the first time that night. Eren’s so at peace now with you in his care, his eyes telling you all. 

The haze you’ve so accustomed muted itself from his sights, granting for the whimsical glimmer to dot his pupils. It’s enough to claim all consciousness from you, your lips pushing out a breathless gasp in response.

“You’re gonna make me do something I’ll regret, aren’t you?”

A chuckle rings from Eren’s lips as you voiced what concern came into your mind. His hand loosens from your shoulder to drag past your skin, the curved tips of his fingers brushing along the pulse of your throat.

The heat that bleeds through your skin is one, a gut-wrenching lust that only he could ever cure. The pretty tint in his pink lips exudes an enticing plump, the plush mounds ever so slightly brushing past your own.

“No, gorgeous. I can’t make you do anything you don’t want to do. Just like you wanted a divorce is the same way you want this too—and I was never one to deny you anything. You can lie and make up some excuse, I’ll listen to it, promise I will. But as for this unspoken thing right now, you know I only believe in the inevitable.” 

“And what’s that? What's inevitable for us?”

The words weren’t given the chance to grace the air before Eren brings his lips to yours. It’s the overwhelming weight of his body cocooning yours and the push of his guiding kiss that runs your blood head and your mind hazy.

His hand braces at your waist, keeping you closer than ever. The thrill is the very thing that brings fear into your heart. You know it’s wrong, ultimately ruining your new relationship for something that could’ve been great. 

But when Eren’s grip on you is that of possessive implications, you can’t help but give into him and his whims. That’s why you allow yourself to let go, let go of everything that wasn’t him. The lead is all for him to take without any interference or doubt.

All it takes is a breath for you to relax in Eren’s hands, desperate to take every little thing in. From the way he teases your bottom lip with a swipe of his tongue to his hand trailing along the side of your body, it’s all with an inflaming rush claiming your body as a prisoner of an unruly lust.

It’s not until you find yourself laid along with the fluffy cushions of the velvet couch that Eren breaks away from the moment to answer your smoldering question. Eren’s chest is enough to pin you down, his body.

He can share in your restlessness, tugging at the pesky dress with just a sliver of his strength. Just the straps give way to his antics, leaving the supple mounds of your bouncing tits to greet his blinded eye.

His hands fled to cup at what he could, trapping your breast between his palms. He’s reluctant to peel away from your lips, but there’s something else that peeks at his attention. It began with a kiss between the valley of your chest, only to trail inwards to your flushed nipple. His teeth catch onto the stiff peak gently, using a teasing pulse to nip at the tender peaks.

The sensation alone is filled with confliction, the fine line between pleasure and pain blending into its own silver lining. He’s barring your nipple between his teeth so crudely but swipes at the sensitive slit with his tongue.

He’s even intent on leaving his mark on you, preying at the top of both your tits. A throbbing suckling takes place to work at Eren’s jaw until plumped blotches rise to the surface of your skin.  

“Think Jean would get mad if you had a few marks on you?” the rhetorical question bringing about foolish giggles from you both. 

As satisfaction finally reaches its heights in Eren’s favor, he retreats back onto his haunches for a moment, dragging your dress to reside around your ankles and off into the room. His hand clutches at his jeans’ clasp when something foreign hits him, a thought so crude he simply had to ask.

“Tell me Y/N? When was the last time you and Jean fucked?”

“It’s been…awhile. He’s so busy with work and all that I can’t seem to get even a second from him

“See, that’s where I, too, messed up with you, not giving my pretty baby all the attention she needs. I bet you’re just all pent up, can’t even use those fingers to get off how you need to.”

Eren’s words act as a distraction for you, pulling your attention elsewhere. It’s a distraction so great that you didn’t even notice your panties pulled from your hips or how his jeans now sat midway of his thighs, the plain tee rolled below his bulging pecs. He doesn’t feel too compelled to, but the doe eyes of desire tell him otherwise. 

“You wanna see more of me, hm? ‘M even supposed to be this close to you right now, Jean might find us right when I’m fucking my cum nice and deep into you. And well…you wouldn’t want that, since he makes you so happy, right?”

The whimper that leaves your lips is deathly, your small hands crashing against his chest. All Eren can do is grin, grin at the way you’ve fallen at his hand. He can’t deny you sadly, stripping free of what clothes did remain on his body. He groans in a faux aggravation as he hunches over you once more, the head of his cock nuzzled between your pried inner thigh. 

No, rather call it tears of a hidden relief, the pearly rivulets pearling right between your thigh’s crease. He’s making a mess of himself at the thought of you, whining for him just like the good ole days.

He’s nearly driven mad out of a desperate urgency, wanting the walls of your pussy to flutter around his girth. But such thirst isn’t without consequence, Eren has to remind you who held the power amongst you both. 

His hand ghosts over the fat lips of your cunt, the pad of his middle finger mischievously slinking through the coddling clasp of your pussy’s essence, only for the remainder of his fingers to follow through with a harsh slap right on the bulb of your clit.

“Beg for me, baby. Y’know I’d give you the world, but you gotta tell me what you want, ‘kay?” 

He knows it stings, the throbs weeping into his digits. He’s persistent on getting what he wants and knows exactly how. Unlike Jean, Eren knows that the stirring of your clit gets you each and every time. It serves as the perfect explanation as to why his digits almost fall back into place, the pad of his ring and middle fingers drumming at your hood. 

He’s lazy at first, just grazing the flush pearl with laggard swipes. It’s practically the cutest thing to him, playing with your clit as if an orgasm wasn’t the result. To the eye of another, one could have come to the same conclusion too with the way he toyed with your pussy. His digits lose their hold over your clit for the moment, reaching out to pry your lips apart.

His touch spreads down to your folds, the silky sheets hugging around the digits. He even arrived at your entrance, thumping at the slit with his finger’s pad. When he does return to your clit, it’s not with the same care-free nature he began with—far from it.

The lazy circle grew into something related to art, sparsity replaced with strategy. He’s careful, only ever nudging at the perked bulb when. He can feel the blood rushing to his touch, forcing your clit to peck at his fingers uninvitingly.

“E-Eren, please! P-...Please fuck me, I really need it–fuck–give it to—”

“Aww, look at you. I thought you’d never ask!”

Eren rips his fingers from your puffy pussy just to latch onto his cock, smearing your slick along his shaft. The angle he brings himself to is high, ensuring he’d hit all your sweet spots with a single drive. 

Eren doesn’t even bother to tease you anymore, he’s so drunk off how pretty your pussy gushed with a cry that he’s already introducing you to the head of his cock. The fat crown of pink sinks right through, a reaping squelch trapping his cock inside. He’s compelled to fill you, hips diving without a lick of resistance.

He can tell of your struggles, walls clamping down just when he’s halfway in. That’s when he’s reminded of how cold it can be, the room’s temperature lacing around the unclaimed length greedily. He wants to snap his hips, end it all on his term, but your hands bracing his hips hint at another story in tow.

“Fuck! Y’re so big, Eren! J-Just give me a sec!"

“Nuh-uh, if I slow down, you aren’t gonna be able to see how. Remember now, how big your ‘Ren was and how nice he stretched you? I bet you’re feeling it now, pretty pussy can’t even take it all…but… you will, I’ll make sure of it.”

Your lips can’t help but unwind at his words. It’s the greed in your core and the spite in his words that force your hand, sending your digits to the lips of your pussy. Your fingers pull at the silky flesh carefully, the burning pricking at your slit.

“O-Okay, just take it easy on me. It’s s’ much fr’ me right now, but I can take it!” 

“You’re slurring and I haven’t even hit your tummy yet…look who's cockdrunk, baby? Feels good, doesn’t it?”

His taunts are paired with the endless fervor of his cock, the final stretch finally resting snug between your walls. There’s a relishing ring of a tainted white adorning the base of his cock, courtesy of your essence spilling around Eren’s shaft. He’s eager to watch every moment he has with you, pushing your buckling knees to your chest. 

God, does your pussy look so perfect like this? So swollen yet still choking on the full brute of his cock. There’s little room existing among you both, considering how his pelvis smothered your clit without having to move.

He’s splitting you apart but here you are, taking every thick inch like a champ. You’re so tight around him too, just barely giving Eren the space to flourish. A suffocating heaven is all he can call it, the dark hues of vivid veins brimming with elation.

He almost feels bad for reeling back, pulling all of his hard-earned efforts from you. But there’s a lewd, near sinister, manner in how Eren chooses to go about this now. His hips snap to meet your own, burying his cock deeper than where he began.

Why, he’s so deep, he swears he can spot a bulge right from your tummy. That mere figment of his imagination is all it takes to spur him down the feverish road of bliss, bullying the stubborn clench out of your walls. 

He’s pulling at all you’ve ever known, coaxing the overwhelming rouse to taunt your riled nerves, the tight entrance still clinging with every draw. Not to mention how each time his cock does return to its post, your jaw loses all hold to cry out his name. The clashes of skin prove his case furthermore, how the passion rages deep within his soul.

It’s not his fault you’re so warm, so wet, and so whiny for more. The enveloping heat has Eren’s body running hot, thriving off of a pure rush of guilt and lust. He should feel bad, for ruining what healthy relationship you created for his own selfish needs. But he can’t help that each drag pulls at his own mental, Eren falling into the damned state of addiction.

It’s at the height of your impending orgasm that Eren’s taking in just how fucked out you are. As numb as you are to everything in your environment, he’s aware of it all.

He can see the spools of drool rolling down your chin, joined with fat tears blotting your cheeks, and hear the subtle jingles of keys hitting the outside of your apartment. He brings his lips to your soiled pairs, mumbling off something he knows you couldn’t begin to acknowledge.

“Remember what you asked earlier? What's inevitable for you and me?”

His words lead through the door's creaks, the burly voice of one Jean Kirstein making his presence known.

"Y/N! I'm home! We have a few hours to kill before the kids are-"

And as numb as you are to what was to come, Eren can't bring himself to stop. No, he'd rather ruin you through the building tension, his hips rolling deeper than before. Eren wants to be as deep as possible, to force his cock to house your womb and numb you from the inside out.

It's the only way he sees that will protect you from the incoming onslaught of pain. But, he does offer you some solace, supplying you with a single fact that proves itself to be true.

“Well, it’s us...us coming right back together.”

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♡✎Teacher's Pet ✎♡

NSFW CONTENT MDNI!!

Teacher!Eren Yeager x Student!Fem reader WC:1k+

Synopsis :He knows he should stop, he knows it’s wrong, he knows it could ruin his life, but temptation and desires outweigh all his morals. You and your teacher Eren Yeager have been fooling around for about three months now and it’s been the best three months of your life every weekday ends the exact same, bent over his desk while he pounds into you mercilessly and no matter how much you please him, you know he’ll never love you. He’s a family man after all.

Contains: age gap (reader is of age),oral(f and m receiving), creampie,degradtion,praise, ANGST ANGST ANGST, cheating,dubcon(?), hair pulling,fingering,unprotected sex, and probably more!

Notes: tbh this kind of sucks but oh well I wanted to post, this is heavily based on the song teacher's pet by Melanie(love her) but yeah uh hope you enjoy feedback on my writing would be appreciated (I do take request :) )

You sat at your desk looking at him with lust filled eyes, biting on the tip of your pen, your school issued uniform with more than enough buttons undone for him to see right down the valley of your breast every time you hunch over to answer a question on your test. Right before you finish your test you decide to write a little “love” note “ if i pass this quiz will you give me your babies?”. You stand up to turn in your test, giving him a wink as you set it down on his desk, swaying your hips as you walk back to your own. Eren was mesmerized by you he wanted nothing more than to fuck you right then and there but without fail every time he looks to his right he sees the picture of him and his beloved wife and kids and guilt swallows him whole. He grits his teeth and goes back to grading papers, deciding today was the day he would put an end to this little relationship between you and him.

Luckily Mr.Yeager was your last period so everyday when the bell rang you went to the closest girls bathroom and waited till every teacher and student had cleared the building before making your way back to his classroom. When you walked in Eren looked like he was in deep thought he hadn’t even noticed you waltzing your way until you were standing on the opposite side of his desk. “Sooooo did i pass the the quiz?” finally Eren looked to meet your eyes giving the same cheeky smile you always did. “Yes baby you did but-” before he could even finish his sentence you were already on your knees working at his belt. All the doubts he had are out the window as soon as you wrap your pretty glossed lips around his cock. He tosses his back, closing his eyes, biting his lips to contain his moans, he opens his eyes to see his family photo staring at him. He listens to the devil on his shoulder and flips the picture over.

He grips your hair pounding into your throat, tears forming in your eyes from lack of oxygen and the brutal beating your throat is taking. He finally lets up and pulls you off his dick, a string of saliva connecting you two. You stand up and he immediately pins you against the desk like he has many times before with one instruction “Stay'' while he grabs his chair, setting it right in front of you before taking a seat. He pulls your skirt up and starts rubbing your sensitive nub “Look at how wet this little cunt is all from sucking her teacher's dick, a bit pathetic if you ask me.” You whine at the degradation “So needy” he pulls your lace panties to the side before lapping up all the juices coming out “You always taste fucking amazing” he says before diving right back into the abuse on your clit.

“If im so- fuck, special why am I a secret.”. He looks up at you like you’re a fucking idiot while his fingers are playing with your entrance drawing moans and whimpers. “Was that a serious question y/n?” the use of your first name scares you. “Kin- mhm kkinda” he gives you a mean stare while plunging his fingers in and out of you, curving them to hit that special spot deep inside of you. “Because I have a family, not to mention I'm your teacher.”, the mention of his family makes your heart sting a bit, because you know he doesn’t love you, at least not the way you love him.

But you’ll show him, show him how much you love him. You grab his wrist and he looks up at you with a puzzled face. You hop off the desk and move to straddle his lap, your wet heat on his bare cock makes him bite his lip and grip the sides of his chair. You start grinding on his dick, his tip drawing across your clit with each stroke. “Tell me Eren, do you regret it? The things we share?” You start kissing his neck sucking just light enough so you won’t leave a hickey because he’s not yours to mark. He sighs before mustering a response , “No princess I don’t regret it, how could I when your pussy treats me so well.” and there it was, the confirmation he only “loves” you for your body. It hurts so much while your body feels amazing, your mind and heart are filled with dread. But if this is all he’ll give you, you’ll take it. Every.Single.Time. Without warning you move your panties to the side, lining him up with your needy hole. “Wait y/n hold on-” he cuts off his own sentence with a moan. “You feel so good inside, how could I wait” you said while setting a steady pace on his cock.

The grip on your hips that would surely bruise, isn't that ironic? How can he mark you all he wants yet you can’t? There's tears in your eyes not just from the pressure building in your core but from the hurt and pain of wanting something you can never have. “I love you i love you i love you” you say it like a chant “Fuck I love this pussy.”,and there it is again. Loving how you take his cock so well, loving how your tits bounce as you ride him, loving how your juices drip down his base, loving how the bite marks he leaves on your shoulder, loving how your mouth forms an o shape as you let out whimpers, loving how your pussy tightens when you're about to cum, loving how your juices squirt on his button up shirt and your skirt as you moan his name, loving how you beg for his cum like the slut you are, but what he loves most is the way your cunt grips him as he paints your walls white. But he doesn’t actually love you, just your body.

You get off him with a wince from the sensitivity putting your panties back into place and fixing your uniform. Eren follows, pulling his pants up and redoing his belt. When he’s all situated he stands behind you kissing your neck and hugging you from behind, “Thanks sweetheart, make sure you don’t tell anyone about this or i won’t fill up this pretty pussy ever again.” You want to sob right then and there but instead you swallow the lump in your throat before nodding your head. “Good girl” he says with a kiss to your temple, such an intimate action yet you remember your nothing but a toy to him. You grab your things and walk to the door without looking back because if you saw his face, you’d surely break down.

You walked home mascara running down as you felt his cum dripping down your leg. He wasn't yours yet he was all over you, the marks on your neck and chest, the bruises on your hips, the liquid falling out of you. You’ll never be more than cumslut to him, nothing but a teacher's pet.

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Eren Tells You His Plan to Destroy The World

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word count: 1k

warnings: none

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As you entered the dimly lit jail cell, a sense of anxiousness filled the air. You were here not as a friend, but as the person closest to Eren, chosen by Hange Zoë, the current Commander of the Scout Regiment, to fulfill a critical task.

She believed that you, out of everyone, had the best chance of getting information from Eren, given your past closeness.

The memories of your bond with Eren flooded your mind as you faced him. From the early days of your childhood, you had been inseparable, forming a connection that surpassed mere friendship.

You shared hopes, dreams, and a desire to explore the world beyond the towering walls.

The two of you would spend hours talking about your aspirations, exploring the outskirts of the Shiganshina District, sharing made up stories of distant lands, and imagining what would be beyond the Titans' grasp.

Those moments of joy and laughter had created memories that were etched into your heart, and you cherished the times you spent together.

As you grew older, your bond with Eren only deepened. After surviving through the terrors of Titans destroying Wall Maria, you both vowed to become scouts and eliminate Titans.

You faced the brutal reality of that mission, standing side by side against the relentless horrors threatening humanity's survival. In those moments of fear and uncertainty, your closeness served as a source of strength and comfort.

But as time passed, something changed in Eren. The Eren you once knew seemed to be slipping away, replaced by someone who is distant.

You walked closer to his cell, but he didn’t acknowledge your presence, his eyes were locked on the reflecting image of himself in the mirror.

You looked at him, searching for traces of the boy you once knew, you couldn't help but wonder if your past closeness could bridge the gap between you two.

Could the strength of your friendship reach through the darkness that consumed him and remind him of the dreams you once shared together?

“I know why you’re here.” Eren said as his eyes met yours, and in that moment, you saw the weight of the world etched upon his face. Of course he knew why you were here, you wanted information just like everyone else.

And he knew that the information he held was too sensitive to be overheard by the guards outside.

Without another word, Eren activated his newfound powers, surrounding you in an alternate world shielded from prying eyes and ears.

In this ethereal realm, the outside world seemed to fade away, leaving only you and Eren in an isolated cocoon of existence. The air crackled with an otherworldly energy, and the guards' voices became muffled whispers.

In the isolated realm of the alternate world, Eren began to reveal his plan. He trusted you.

"Eldians have suffered for generations, hunted like animals, blamed for sins they didn't commit," Eren said, his eyes heavy with the weight of his people's history. "I saw a future where our enemies would never stop coming for us, where Paradis would be crushed under the weight of their hatred."

He paused, collecting his thoughts before continuing, "I couldn't stand by and watch it happen. So, I decided to fight back. To use my power to protect our home and our people."

“That’s why you forced us to attack.” You said barely holding it together.

"I've inherited the memories of the past, the truth behind the walls, and the atrocities committed against Eldians," Eren explained, his voice laced with bitterness. "It's a never-ending cycle of violence, and I have to break it, even if it means becoming a monster in the eyes of the world."

His revelations left you speechless, the enormity of his plan sinking in. The sacrifice he was willing to make, the darkness he would have to embrace, it was all too much to comprehend.

"I know it's a heavy burden to bear," Eren said, his voice softer now, almost pleading. "But there’s no other way. I have to protect the people I care about. And I can’t let you all suffer because of the world's hatred anymore."

His words struck a chord in your heart. Eren had always been fiercely protective of those he loved, and now you understood the depths of his resolve.

"But at what cost?" you whispered, your voice choked with emotion. "You’re really going to kill millions of people?"

Eren's gaze softened a bit as he heard the fear in your voice. But he quickly regained his composure. "If I don’t protect our people, no one will. This is the only way.”

As the weight of the moment settled upon your shoulders, Eren turned to you, his eyes searching for something – a sign or a glimmer of hope.

"Are you with me?" he asked.

Your heart wavered between the loyalty you once shared and the devastating consequences of his plan. The choice before you was monumental, and you knew that it would alter the course of your life and the world as you knew it.

"I... I need time to process everything," you replied, completely uncertain and taken back by his question.

Eren simply nodded, accepting your response, his eyes reflecting both understanding and a glimmer of hope.

With each passing moment, your understanding of Eren's transformation deepened. You saw how much he had changed since the time you were close, and you realized that the burden he bore had taken a toll on him.

As the alternate world dissolved around you, reality crashed back in, and you were left alone with your thoughts. The guards' voices returned, and the sense of responsibility weighed heavily on your heart.

The path ahead was fraught with complexities, and you knew that your choice would shape the future for both the world and yourself. With a deep breath, you are prepared to face the consequences of your decision, whatever it may be.

As you turned to leave Eren faced the mirror once more and seemingly began talking to himself.

After reporting back that Eren didn't reveal anything, you couldn't shake the weight of the burden he had shared with you. That night you couldn’t sleep as the haunting question replayed in your mind over and over again: are you with him or not?

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Goodbye

Synopsis : Eren and the reader saying their goodbyes

Length : 1.1k words

Content : fem!reader, spoilers, nsfw warning, minors do not interact. Oral sex (female recieving), kissing and a bit angst at the end

Authors note : Hi, this is my first ever fic and decided to dedicate to the ml. Hope you guys like it as I was very anxious about posting it. I also wanna apologize in advance for any language mistakes as English is not my first language. Hope you guys will give me feedback on how to improve my writing. Thank you🥰

You are lying in bed admiring the sunrise that is growing through the window. The colors makes you feel alive. You stroke his big hands while feeling his heavy breathing on your neck. Turning around and admiring the young man sleeping beside you. Eren and you met as three year olds in Shinganshina after his father treated your mother from an illness.

Since then the two of you have been inseparable. Losing your loved ones after the fall of the wall and the battles against the titans really took a toll on you and Eren has been very supportive through that period. However, he noticed that every day the glow in your eyes faded and your once wide smile that would light up a Room vanished. Regardless of that he never stopped loving you. "Dont you agree that it is a bit creepy starring at someone sleeping?", you feel your cheeks burn right as the sound of Eren’s raspy voice takes you back to reality.

"I was just reminiscing the past", Eren kisses your forehead and strokes your cheeks with his thumbs while looking at you with sad eyes "dont think about it too much love". Some guilt creeped upon you as you were the one who suggested to Eren that the two of you should run away from the war. To start a new life togheter, to forget the past and the war against Paradise. "Im sorry" you respond as you grip his wrist and lean into his left hand to feel his warmth. As you close your eyes your head starts aching and you starts seeing flashes of events. The Colossal Titans marching, Eren eating the War Hammer Titan and Levi being injured. You cannot really wrap around what those flashes are.

"Y/N,Y/N!" you hear as the flashy memories disappears. "Huh" you respond as you feel tears running down your cheeks. Eren wipes your tears with his thumbs and kisses your lips gently. The kiss turned passionate and greedy which makes you moan. Eren starts kissing your neck before gently pushing you down on your back. He then starts slowly roaming around your body and kisses every inch of your body and takes his time on your skin. Feeling it while his hands massage your inner thighs gently. You feel on fire and moan "Eren, Eren". He looks at you with love struck eyes and responds with "yes my love, how do you wish for me to pleasure you?", while reaching two fingers on your clit and draws circle on them.

"I-I want you to mmmh go down on me". He responds with a smile and reaches down to your inner thighs. Kissing around the inside of your legs and bites you near your lips. He runs his tongue on each side of your lips and his big hands goes around your legs to keep you comfy in place and rests his hands on your stomach. Eren then explores the entrance of your slit with his tongue to tease you more, hardening it against the side, not yet going for the clit. You moan "Eren please don’t tease me". He responds with giving you a quick kiss your lips as an apology, before licking from the bottoms of your slit to your clit slow and long. Before hardening his tongue on your clit to stimulate it with flicks but not too fast as it might be too sensitive. Then circling his lips around your clit to suck on it gently at first before each suck becomes harder, rougher and sloppier. He puts both his index and middle finger in your mouth before inserting them inside your slit. Pushing them in and out, your uncontrollable moans and the sound of Eren eating you out fills the room. He starts pacing and you are on cloud 9. You reaches down to his manbun and pulls his head closer, he starts breathing hard and moans which creates a big vibration. You are on the edge as you feel a familiar pleasure building up.

"Eren, I’m…ugh!" you moan as you roll your eyes and catch your breath. Eren pulls out his fingers and make you suck on them while starring into each others eyes. You are reaching down to Eren’s pants but stopped by his hands on your wrist. "It’s okay, today is about you" he rasply says while slowing pressing his forhead on yours and gently stroke his thumb on your palm. You close your eyes before more flashes shows up. "Y/N?" Eren says softly while you widely stare at him.

"We are not supposed to be here, right Eren?", he looks at you with broken eyes "I guess we don’t have much time left". You ask him with a shaken voice "b-but why did you take me here?" Eren hugs you and whispers in your ear "because you are one of the few people I’d like to say goodbye to before I die". You try to break out of the hug but Eren is too strong so you are just stuck there, with your head on his chest.

"Eren, why? Why all this?" you say as a burning feeling hits your eyes but you try to keep yourself composed. "I need to die so that you, Mikasa, Armin and the others can live long and happy lives". That made you finally break down in tears, your throat is on fire but you are still trying to talk. "P-p-please don’t…I-I don’t want you to leave me alone…please Eren! I love being with you, I love myself when I’m with you and I love who I become when we are togheter. I don’t know what I’ll do once you are gone.I beg you, isn’t it any other option?"

Eren is tearing up and responds with "Y/N, as much as I desire to be with you, be with all of you I can’t. This evil circle has to end and it will only end if I die. I do not wish for any of you to live in danger anymore. If I should hear that you died, my life as I know it, the me who is speaking with you now, will cease to exist." You sobe out "Eren I don’t want you to die!" He takes one hand and starts stroking your head. You look up to see his eyes and he responds with "I will never fully die, I will live on in you. Promise me one thing, that you’ll smile again" before kissing your lips gently but passionatly.

You close your eyes one last time before feeling wind blowing your face. "Goodbye Eren, thank you for everything" you whisper with a smile. "I know where he is, Captain Levi!"

[justanobodywriter]

Mortem

Eren x Reader x Jean

CW: kind of season 4 spoilers but nothing too specific (iykyk), gender neutral reader, angst, mentions of injuries, reader dies, little bit of cheating reader

Eren leaned over the bed. He looked at how peaceful you looked. He hadn't seen you like this in a while.

"I was beginning to think you weren't going to come," you breathed out.

Your lips turned up in a small smile as your eyes opened slowly. As the haze left, you saw him standing over you.

"I can't stay long," he spoke reaching out and caressing your cheek.

You leaned into his touch, "Any time I can get will be enough."

"Floch told me you aren't doing well."

"I'm not. I'm seriously injured."

"How bad is it?"

You lifted the thin sheet that covered your body, revealing many cuts and open wounds that were poorly stitched up. Most of your torso was a very dark blue, purple, or black color. It was very apparent that there was much that was wrong.

"Jean helped stitch me up," you explained. "I know it isn't perfect, but it's better than it was."

"Why aren't you bandaged better?" Eren questioned trying to keep his face a stoic expression.

"There isn't enough supplies here," you spoke laying the sheet back down. "They weren't ready to treat the wounded. The closest medics to here are against us all."

Eren nodded his head in understanding.

"I know you have to go, so don't worry yourself with me," you waved him off. "I'll be ok."

"This wasn't supposed to happen," Eren admitted.

"No plan is perfect."

"This one was."

"You're right, it was. This was all meant to happen. We have to accept it now."

"Do you still love me?"

"Of course I do, Eren," you let out a choked cough after you spoke.

"Do you still think this is the right thing to do?"

"Do you?"

"Yes."

"That's all that matters. I don't know what to think anymore."

"So you aren't still with me?"

"No, I am. I just don't know what's best anymore. Is there even anything that would be best in this world?"

"Don't say things like that."

"I'm serious, Eren. Think about it. This world has gone to shit. Can it really be saved?"

"There's only one way to find out."

You turned your head to him and looked intensely into his eyes, "Then do it."

Eren nodded.

He leaned over and kissed you.

Both of you knew it would be the last time, so his lips lingered with yours for a little longer than they usually would. He was hesitant to leave. He didn't want to leave you, but he had a job to do.

Finally, he left the room.

You listened to his footsteps as they got farther and farther away.

Your door creaked open.

"Jean," you called out.

"Yeah, it's me," he answered as he shut the door behind him.

He walked over to your bedside. He took your hand in his gently.

"Did he come?" Jean asked.

"Just like we thought he would," you confirmed. "Was it enough time?"

"Only time will tell," Jean breathed out.

He brought your knuckles to his lips and kissed them gently.

You smiled as you looked up at the ceiling. Silent tears fell from your eyes.

"It's ok," Jean cooed. "You did the right thing."

"Did I?" you asked.

He hummed in response.

He pulled a chair over to your bedside. He gently took your hand in his again.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Weak," you admitted.

"Can I do anything to help?" he spoke looking up at you knowingly.

"Stay," you breathed out.

You both knew. It wouldn't be too much longer, so he did as you asked. Jean stayed there until he saw your chest stop rising and falling. Even after he knew, he leaned over and cried over you.

"Your death won't be for nothing," he spoke. "I promise."

[somebodystoleme]

AUGUST: 𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

pairings: eren x fem!reader, jean x fem!reader (slight) 

type: angst, fluff, oneshot 

word count: 2,754 

warnings/tags: cheating, pet names, (baby, my love, pretty girl, my dearest) based around taylor swift’s song; AUGUST, childhood friends to lovers, eren is kind of a douchebag, misaka is betty, misaka and reader are friends, unrequited love, highschool AU, suggested mental breakdown during the summer, one suicidal thought at end 

a/n: hi!!! i’m so excited to be starting off my writing with this piece! i’m a huge folklore fan, and i have so many ideas that i feel the need to write them down. constructive criticism is always welcome! I DONT KNOW HOW TO FEEL ABT THIS SO UHMMMM

not proofread

 enjoy :)                                              

FALL: 

i remember that day so clearly. 

my hot pink converse are covered in mud. “c'mon hurry up.” i look up the hill to see eren already at the treehouse. “ugh i’m coming not all of us can be so fast and beautiful like you.” i say while rolling my eyes. “so you think i'm beautiful?” he’s smirking i know. “hahah, don’t we all.” i say awkwardly. “only you. always you.” i hear faintly, it sounds almost like the wind said it, not him. “y/n, promise me something.” he says. “ok.” he lets out a breathe, “promise me when we are in highschool-” i cut him off, “eren we’re in 4th grade. i’m not going to remember this.” he shoves me in the front. “no no listen you know how they do a dance and i want to go with you okay? don’t go with connie. i know he’s been crushing on you for like weeks. go with me. okay?” a blush locks onto his face and it seems like it won’t let go. “ok i promise-” suddenly i’m rolling on the grass down the hill, “eren you jerk!”

i’ve known eren for years, we started as friends, our friendship ended in our earlier years of highschool. but soon during this year we both would exchange quick hellos in the hallways and then we would shuffle past to get to our lockers. but as those rapid hellos turned into him asking me for what our AP biology homework was. i hoped that maybe our small interactions would turn to him asking me to dinner or maybe a movie. just like old times

until, he chose mikasa. as usual. my eyes flash over to them walking to school together. they look good together. a small blush is scatter over mikasa’s face as she’s laughing with eren. she locks eyes with me, “y/n! hey,” i want to turn around i need to go, i can’t be here. a hand wraps around my wrist, i quickly turn around to face eren. “hey y/n are you okay? you look pale.” he’s so caring. so sweet. i would treat you amazing, eren, why don’t you see? “i’m fine eren thanks. mika what’s up?” mikasa face goes brighter; she’s blushing again. “eren and i are dating!” they should’ve started dating a long time ago. a fake smile warps into my face, “oh mika i’m so happy for you! you too, eren! now if you excuse me i’ve gotta to go to government.”  i turn into my locker, grabbing my books. 

WINTER: 

i fiddle with my white spaghetti straps using one hand while my other one is messing with my rings. can you tell i’m nervous? an arm wraps around my waist while we walk up the stairs. i manage to smile, “are you excited?” i let out. “to be here with a pretty girl like yourself, yeah.” i smile, he isn’t eren but mikasa set him and i up for me to at least have a date for my senior homecoming. 

i’m at the homecoming game, the dance is in an hour, and i’m scared. yes technically i’m going to dance with eren. but he didn’t ask me with a sign or anything like how niccolo asked sasha. mikasa walks up to the stands. “you excited, y/n?!” she’s wearing jean’s hoodie. “why in the world are you wearing jean’s hoodie.” i squeal a little bit out of excitement for her and relief that she’s not into eren. “oh he just asked me to homecoming with a sign and everything. heh.” she’s smiling brightly but not as bright as that time i saw her hold hands with eren because she had to for something. i nod my head, “congrats mika!” i lock eyes onto eren stuck on the bench. as almost on beat he turns his head to meet my eyes. he waves and smiles. not at mikasa but at me. but maybe he was waving at her because she waved right back and looked at me with a confused face.

the homecoming dance is just as you expect. the seniors and juniors have a huge mosh pit in the corner, while pieck and porco are making out on the other side. bleh. a slow song turns on. every person with a date starts scrambling to find their other half. i look around to find eren, he’s nowhere in sight. i see a shadow moving towards me, eren? “er-” i almost say till i realize it’s jean, sweaty, gross, and adorable jean. “if you’re looking for eren he’s outside with mikasa making out and shit. fucking dickhead.” i stared at the wall in shock for eight minutes.

as we both shuffle into the sweaty and crowded gym, i notice eren and mikasa walking towards. i notice his arm is draped around her waist. “y/n! jean! can you believe it? this is our last homecoming.” a faint frown graced her face. “you remember that time when eren got into a fight with connie over who gets to dance with you first, y/n?” i swat away jean’s comment. “yes, luckily eren won. i wouldn’t want to dance with connie.” i say. “don’t we all agree?” jean laughs, “ok eren calm down.” jean pats eren on the back and whispers something in his ear. the gym erupts into a loud scream, “whats going on?” i ask mikasa, “omg story of us is playing come dance with me?” i shake my head, “i'm starving and i'm going to mingle, ask eren.” she walks over to eren and asks him the same but i guess he declines because he moves over to me. “she knows i hate the crowds.” he lets out, i nod in return, “don’t we all.” he lets out a chuckle, “please you’re not like all of us.” he nudges me into the side. a blush paints my face, i'm not like the others? “pleaseeeee,” at this point i'm laughing so hard i can feel sweat forming on my forehead, “i bet you say that to mikasa.” he face changes mood quickly. “oh- wow look what song is playing.” he grabs his drink off our white clothed table and walks away. 

SPRING: 

the school library is stuff-full of high school students attempting to study for their final but all i’m hearing is freshman talking about who knows what. i turned up my volume on my chromebook.

pitter-patter, pitter-patter. it’s raining, great, how unlucky can i become now? 

my hand is cover in blood. hitch sits on the concrete with a bloody nose. “ugh you’re done now, y/n” i wipe off my hand on my dress shirt, great, mom is going to kill me. “yeah okay. so scary.” she gets up and starts running towards me, i’m about to land a punch right at her eye. until, someone grabs me and pulls me away. “y/n what the fuck do you thing you’re doing?” eren is there. he’s always there helping, for what? he grabs me by the waist, throwing me onto his shoulder. “sorry hitch. y/n didn’t mean whatever happened, okay?” he winks at her and starts running away. “you asshole let me down! i could’ve taken her.” he puts me down, i guess football has made him buff. “you just moved back schools. i know you hate her but calm down. we’re in our freshman year, don’t get suspended dumbass. what would we do without you?” a tear falls out of my eye, for no reason, i shouldn’t be crying, i won. it’s just the fact he cares about me. i stand up on my tip toes and kiss his cheek. “thanks eren.”

i grab my tote bag opening wider to stick my hand inside fiddling around. seriously. no umbrella? i pick up my stuff and stuck it in my bag. i move to the exit of the library, meeting face to face with eren. “oh hi eren.” i smile, a smile that’s too genuine, that should be saved for someone who’s single or who is actually into me but i know he doesn’t. “hey y/n, can you help me find a book?” a book? damn when did he start visiting the library? “yeah totally. what book?” he pulls out his phone and shows me a picture, “wuthering heights. emily brontë.” i set my bag on a table close to us and walked over to the fiction section. i hand it to him and soon he’s back after checking it out. “soooo, when did you start reading emily brontë?” he lets out a chuckle, “please y/n. it’s for mikasa not me.” oh. “i heard mikasa is going to spain for the summer. you scared she’s going to find some hot spanish dude?” he starts cracking up. “no way.” we started heading to the exit, together. “where’s your car? do you need me to drive you back?” i notice eren’s white jeep is parked at the pickup section, i point towards my red mini cooper at the far end of the parking lot. “lemme drive you over there.” i nod my head, “thanks eren.” he moves to the shotgun seat and opens the door, holding the door just long enough. “ok once you get into your car run in there so you don’t get wet.” it’s cute he cares. “ok eren.” i roll my eyes. “i'm just trying to help!” i punch him in the arm, “thanks sherlock.” he pulled up right next door to my car. i drive home smiling. 

SUMMER:

i notice eren skating home one day, i bet he’s thinking of mikasa right now. i roll down my window, “hey eren let’s go ride.” he looks a little shocked to see me. “ok.” i unlock the doors and roll up my window. “i’m about to go to the beach. you should swim with me.” he nods his head. “yeah okay y/n, just like old times.”

eren and mikasa have been hanging out a lot more than usual. jean says it’s because they hooked up during the summer. connie says it’s because eren realized mikasa has been into him since the beginning. and truly i don’t know what to do. i pull up snapchat to watch those really bad stories because they are quite funny. eren’s story has been updated. i click on it to find myself looking at mikasa and eren laughing in many poses. one is him holding her up and another is her on his back. i shut off my phone, i feel my heart break into tiny little pieces.

i pull into the beach, recently many young people have been leaving trash here and it pisses me off. i grab a trash bag. “wait why do you have a trash bag? please tell me you aren’t going to murder me.” i laugh. “no idiot. whenever i’m done surfing i pick up some trash.” 

i started picking up eren a lot more. mainly his parents would be fighting and he’d let me know a time, place, and we would drive. he would rant to me while blaring his trash rap. and i would nod my head listening. because i love him.  i park into a fast food place i think has been out of business for years now, just for me to hear him more clearly. “y/n.” i look over at him, “yes eren.” he looks down at my lips and i can’t help to feel a little excited. “can i kiss you, please, just once i want to know what you taste like.” whatever this is, is wrong. i should say no and kick him out. “are you sure?” but i can’t pull myself together and do it. “never have i ever before.” we both lean in and finish it. eren and i are kissing and i don’t know how i should feel. he tastes just what i pictured. i can smell his dad’s cologne on him, i feel his hands tug at my shirt.

today, sasha and i should be hanging out but eren said he might be free. i quickly call up sasha apologizing saying i might have the flu, so maybe stay as far as you can away from me. i send a message to eren asking if he wants to hang. he doesn’t respond. i sit in my bed laughing at myself. oh how stupid am i? to chase a boy just for attention. he’s not mine. he’s not mine to lose. after an hour or so i get a response saying to meet him behind the mall. then again all my feelings prior are gone. i’m happy, i have a chance. “hey baby.” he says looking at me. me. me. “omg already with the pet names?” i try to hide my face cause the red is taking over. “i mean c’mon have you seen us.” us. us. us. you called yourself and me, us. “can we go to your house. i want to sleep.” i nod my head, i know what he wants. he wants me to give him a piece of my heart again, again, and again. 

“do whatever you want my parents are out in mexico right now.” i say. he moves over to my parent’s wine cabinet. “care for a sip?” i sigh. “i’m not a good drinker.” his hand cups around my cheek, “my love. please. i haven’t had wine before.” i’m blushing again. “sure.” i grab the wine from his hand and pour it into glasses. “cheers.” 

i’m sitting on his lap in his front room taking photos of us. he says it for his wallet. he calls me pretty while i stumble over my words unsure on what to say. it seems so perfect. our relationship. i want to call him my boyfriend. “baby.” i tap his shoulder as he’s typing away a response to someone. i look over his shoulder. it’s mikasa. of course it is. i bite back any words i had or want to say because she’s first pick. he’s not mine. i keep on forgetting. 

we’re sitting in front of my tv watching the gilmore girls, his arm is around my waist. i wonder what mikasa would do if she saw us. summer ends in exactly three days- “my love, my love, my love?” he keeps whispering in my ear. i pause the tv. “eren if you want to talk do it during a pause scene, gosh.” he pushes my head towards him, “i want you right now.” my eyes lock onto his. “eren- no no no.” i’m pushing his arm off me. all he wants is sex. all the time. “baby if you loved me you would. mikasa would.” mikasa would do it. i nod my head and give into temptation one more time. 

when i wake up the next morning i realize eren left. i sigh, picking up my phone to check in with my mom and dad. sasha has been blowing up my phone for the past thirty minutes. i scan over the texts. from all i can see is, mikasa, mad, eren, you, fucking, and cheating. sasha knows. and knowing how sasha knows everyone knows now. my heart picks up in pace when i finally get the call from mikasa. i power off my phone completely. 

once i power it back on i have thirty miss calls from eren. his contact name in my phone is ‘my dearest <3′ probably not anymore. i call him back, he answers on the first ring. “you dumbass what the fuck did you do.” he’s yelling into the mic. his mad for sure. “i didn’t do anything, i swear.” i hear a grunt. “we’re done y/n. ok? whatever we were was just so i had someone. i missed mikasa so i used you. i’m sorry-” he’s not. “don’t get me wrong you’re amazing and perfect for someone who isn’t me. i mean, back in the day yes. just now, no. sorry. i don’t want to see you again and after this call i’m blocking you. so please don’t try to find me i won’t pick up.” he hangs up. the tears started and i wish i could turn off my emotions. i’m not good enough. i’m not good enough. i pick up my pillow and throw it towards my closet. i’m not good enough.

i send a text to mikasa saying i’m sorry and quickly turn off my phone. i roll over in my bed replaying everything. and hoping i don’t wake up.

[http-tokki]

she’s mine, you stay away from her. it’s not her time- A Match Into Water- Pierce the Veil

look me in the eyes and tell me this song, specifically that line, does NOT scream Eren. like imagine Marleyan soldiers get their hands on honey and they’re using her as bait for Eren and he falls for it and he’s like nah fuck that i’m getting her back, she’s mine it’s not time for her to die yet

[arminsfavoritepookie]

Eren sometimes forgets how big his cock his.

His eyes are confused and dazed as he is slamming his dick into you quickly and deeply. You're pleading with him to slow down, whimpering and even clawing at his back, but Eren's emerald eyes are solely fixed on the way your pussy is drinking in the base of his dick. Your cries of help and tears make him bite his lips and close his eyes out of pure bliss. Every time he thrusts, his huge cock touches your cervix, fucking you slowly and thoroughly as if he wants to savor the experience. And when Eren is feeling especially needy, he’ll press against your stomach and trace the outline of his cock bulging out your flesh trying to find where his dick ends in your guts.

[bkghq]

ᝰ TITLE ⋮ AND THEY WERE ROOM MATES !

— CONTAINS ⋮ eren jeager x gn! reader (no prns used ! )

— CONTENT WARNING ⋮ profanities ! ! ! like loads of em

— BONUS ARYA ⋮ im saur excited 4 dis bc i m gna turn this into a series of roommate eren smau (eventually luvrs maybe ? perhaps ? mayhaps ? u may never know ! )

[fqiryspit]

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 - 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧.𝐣

eren jaeger x fem!reader

"whose perfume is that?"

cw: 2k words, suspicions of cheating, stressing, reader and eren are married, pussy eating, shower sex, tongue fucking, dick sucking, sex in a semi-public place, v n p sex, no condom, slight corruption kink, manhandling, dom!eren, sub!reader

you pushed your hair behind your ear as you sucked in your cheek, flipping the next page as your head shot up at the sound of your front door closing.

uncrossing your legs and arms wide you grinned at a tired, stressed eren.

"long day?" you mumbled into his button up, an airy laugh escaped his lips as he wrapped his arms around you so tightly

"horribly" he added, digging his nose into your hair as he sighed, grateful to be home.

after that, he stripped from his sweaty attire and hopped into the shower as you prepared dinner, this calm lifestyle suiting you both as he decided to leave work at work and rarely snapped with stress

it's perfect. you knew when to embrace him after a long day and when to stay clear, you're not tip-toeing around him or anything, you're just picking up on his hints.

you love that..-picking up on hints that is. but not so much when it comes to perfume on his collar and staying out late. not at all.

you twirled the ring on your finger, teeth gnawing at your lip making it bloody and bruised. 2 hours late? dinners cold and your patience is thin.

he would've texted.

That's all you can think. but maybe it's hard to type a simple "gonna be late" when you're balls deep in-

"baby?"

he's home.

you're crossed-legged on your shared bed and you don't know if you wanna see him. you almost want him to stroll past you and just shower so you don't have to see his messy hair or smell another women's fragrance

"honey? are you out?"

why isn't he letting up? are you crazy? is this-

"fuck, there you are" he sighed, walking into the bedroom as he shrugged off his coat he usually hangs up in the doorway, was he really that adamant on finding you that he couldn't put his coat up? was he scared that you packed up and left, or just being a good husband? you feel insane.

he tossed it to the floor like it didn't cost 500 dollars and walked over to you, muscles straining his top as he scoops your cheeks up to look at him

"are you okay? did something happen?" he is actually worried and you're a horrible person.

"uh- no sorry, just worried about you...took a while for you to come home" you whispered, he looked at you for another minute to check if everything was alright before laying down next to you

"my phone died, sorry honey, dumbasses made me stay late and traffic was a bitch." he mumbled into the matters as you moved to lay down next to him

"mm" you hummed in response, gliding your fingers softly into his already undone hair as he lightly moans into the sheets

"missed you all day" he adds, rolling over after a minute and standing, unbuttoning his shirt

halfway done he leans in, trapping your now upright form with his hands at either side of you,

"how 'bout you join me in the shower?" he grins, waiting for your answer as your face heats up rapidly

"ok" you whisper, excitement pooling into your panties as he stares into you

he scoops you up, bringing you to the bathroom, and placing you on the counter, lips smacking against yours in almost a panic as he separates you and puts the shower on. you look over at the immediate steam as he put it to the hottest tempt. stripping your shirt off with a clean swipe and pulling your pants off with your soaked panties

as the bathroom fogs with steam, he kneels down, licking up your cunt, his groans at your heat and pulsing pussy, wrapping your thighs around him as he laps at you like a starved man

sliding his tongue into your cunt with ease, he starts fucking you with it as tears pool out of your eyes, and beg him to keep going

with cum dripping from his chin and him licking every last drop, he holds your weary frame as he enters the shower to have his way with you.

it was amazing, hand holding against the cold tile as hot steam keeps you warm, his cock sliding in and out of you as he spills praises of "so fucking gorgeous" "been thinkin' bout this all day" "so fuckin' perfect for me" "I love you so much"

the rest of the night was a blur with a sore body and him taking care of you, ordering take-out because of the cold dinner, and you cuddled up with him watching horrible tv shows while eating.

it was truly, perfect.

dumbass forget his lunch.

you text him a warning of your arrival and he responded with a "can't wait 😉"

you scoffed and hopped into your car, trying to make this fast and praying he'd be at the entrance because a tee shirt and jeans isn't an outfit you wanna meet his coworkers in.

you sighed and parked as you accepted your fate in going in. you sucked your bottom lip in as you looked like a mother bringing your forgetful child lunch mid-class.

you talked to the receptionist who had a glare on her with a verrry tight top that made you feel even more like an outcast.

"and who are you to mr. jaeger?" she said, valley accent heavy on her lips

"I'm his wife..." you cleared your throat, knowing this might be a problem

"you know...I can just call him and have him down here-" you rambled, trying to get this to end as embarrassment flooded you

"ma'am, I'll call him, okay?" she scoffed and you just had your lips in a tight line and waited.

after forever, she gave you the go-ahead to go upstairs, you thanked her and went onto the elevator where you thought out a message to leave eren because why the fuck didn't he come downstairs

you felt more secure now, if this is you before you'd be assuming the worst, but, you've been trying to stop that and just trust your damn husband

as the elevator doors open all eyes were on you and you suddenly felt like you were gonna die again. you shuffled out, scared to bother anyone as you moved through the busy halls

you saw a woman with jet-black hair cut short as she moved empty-handed, you stopped her shyly and asked if she knew eren and if so, where he'd be

"why do you need to see eren?" she questioned immediately, you sighed again, not wanting to go through receptionists 2.0

"I'm his wife" you answered for the 50th time, her eyes darkened slightly before putting on the fakest smile you've ever seen

"oo, I'm mikasa" she said as if you'd know, you nodded like you did but she caught on you were oblivious

"me and eren are great friends" she added to save her point, you nodded again, not caring too much about his work friends but more so him

"yeah, we've been friends since-" she pushes air out of her mouth as she moves a hand on her hip "gosh, I don't even know how long"

"that's nice" you said, a little too aggressive than you wanted it to be, her eyes moved to yours and she stood straight again with a sly grin on her lips

"there's no need to worry between him and I, I mean, the people here call me his wife because we're so close but I'm sure they know you as well"

this bitch

"that's nice," you repeated before taking a breath "eren doesn't talk a lot about work so I had no idea he made friends"

her eye twitched slightly and you were pleased, passive aggressiveness strong in your cheery voice as you just wanted to leave

"he probably didn't wanna worry you"

"about what?" you answered right anyway, knowing you fell into her trap and this would take long she put another almost surprised face on

"I mean, we go out a lot and people talk is all." you stared uninterested at her, taking a deep breath in and getting a hint of perfume, the same one eren had sprinkled on his collar

"like, going out to lunch and dinner isn't a big deal, but, people think that your rings on my finger haaa" she ended with an airy laugh, and you nodded with a tight-lipped smile and she finished up the conversation, and finally pointing to his fucking office

you said your goodbyes and walked into there where eren was signing some unimportant papers

"baby took you long enough" he whined, sitting up as he wrapped his arms around you, moved back to lock his lips with you as you stood almost motionless

"everything okay?" he asked backing up and taking a look at your frame

"ran into mikasa...your work wife" you said, annoyed.

"shit, she won't leave me alone...what did she say to you?" he stood up walking towards you worried she messed with you

"nothing, here's your lunch-" you lifted the small bag up but he just sighed and asked again, "what did she say?"

you bit a chunk of your cheek, deciding to do this now rather than later

"lunches, dinner, rumors, and her perfume always on your shirt coming home" you answered simply, obviously pissed off with the situation

"dammit, I'm sorry babe, I'll talk to her-"

"no, I want you to talk to me...dinners eren? is that why you're coming home late and missing mine?" you asked, he stared at you, collecting his thoughts with a tightened jaw

"she asked me to go to a place down the street once, I said yes, I made it home in time still. all those times I came home late yes I was working. goodness babe- I- I can't believe you're even asking this" he said, moving his hands around

"I'm asking because her perfume is always on you when you come home" you said, keeping your voice low

"because goodbye hugs are a part of her nightly routine, she works with me all day, hugs and lunches are normal" he pleas

"can you keep your distance from her? she's head over heels for you eren and that shit scares me" he stared at you, almost shocked

"what scares you? me or her?" he asked, not willing for a half-assed answer

"I- that bitch would tear any relationship up, do you see her?"

"so you think I'd fuck her? takes two babe." he added and you scramble to collect your thoughts

"I- I know you wouldn't do that-" "fuck, y/n, w-were married and you think I'd fall for an employee that has a crush on me?"

"who cares about what she fucking calls herself, at the end of the day I come home to you, I fuck you" he says, keeping his voice low but firm as you stood there feeling guilty

"I'm sorry" you answered and his eyes softened, you did truly feel bad for questioning his loyalty this much

"I'm sorry that you had to go crazy alone and hear that bullshit from her.." he hugs you, kissing your forehead as he rubs circles on your back

once he pulled away he looked at you as you stared up at him, almost waiting.

he leaned down and kissed you, loving at first but becoming frantic as he pressed himself against you, getting somewhat hard

"e-eren" you scolded, here? right now?

"fuck, hold on" he lead you to a personal bathroom with a complete counter, putting you up there you feel heat pool everywhere as he stood hard in his pants

"do I need to fuck your head straight? hm?" he asked, whispering on your lips as he dips down to kiss you and rubbing himself

a whine escaped your lips, bucking your hips up as you felt your wet pussy throb for his cock

he unzips his pants and pulls out his cock, jerking himself until he was fully hard

you kissed him, moving down from the counter as his brow twitched in confusion until you sunk down to your knees

"'m sorry" you mumbled, licking up his tip as he groaned. you moved your mouth across the thick vein lining his tanned cock as your pussy ached for it to choke you, you humped your thigh desperately as you sucked on the head

"fuck, you're that horny baby? didn't I just fuck you?" he groaned out, you put him into your mouth fully as you moaned on how it choked you. it's all you want right now, to have his huge cock down your throat as you hump yourself for forgiveness

he groaned digging his nails into your hair as he fucked your throat right away, you loved how your throat ached and how tears pooled out of your eyes

"fuck, you like that baby? touch yourself, touch that fucking pussy f'me"

you listen, unzipping your pants and sliding your hand down to start rubbing your swollen clit

"aw baby, feels good, feels good being a slut?" he coos but you nod, it felt great with him using you, it's all you wanted.

"fuuck" he groaned, coming close as your eyes crossed and you came on your fingers, all you wanted is his cum

you rode your fingers expecting to get a mouth full of cum but he removed his cock from your throat

"fuck, 'wanna cum in that pussy baby...did you already cum" he sighed, having his hands run through his hair as you nodded

"riding your fingers now 'cuz you want more?" he asked, taunting you with his cock in your face

"m-mhm" you choked on your tears, leaning in you sucked his cock again as he groaned

"fuuck, you're such a slut" he moved your hair back and titled it towards him

"take your filthy fingers out of your pussy and lick them" he ordered and you did so right away, sticking your fingers down your throat as your oral fixation was healed

he picked you up back on the counter and took your pants off and shoved his cock into your pussy, you cried, telling him it was too big but he just started fucking you,

so full of cock you cried as your pupils spun, squirting everywhere as he rubbed your clit to get another one out of you

"again, cum again" he said, slamming his hips against yours and his cock felt so good all you wanted was to be full of him, always.

with shaking thigh you came again, his pace hurried as he cursed under his breath. he came deep into your womb and kissed up your neck, sweaty hair getting pushed back with his hand as your fucked out flushed face stared dizzily at him

an: I'm waaaay too tired to read through that again, but, I hope you enjoyed! I can't believe I actually made a full 2k fic! I'm feeling a little shy posting such smut but whatever I'll close my eyes once I hit post :) oh, and I for once did "maybe cheating" troupe with an actual innocent eren, who would have thought!! haha, love you guys <3

[starreo]

eren jaeger drabble.

includes tennis player! eren jaeger, exhibitionism, breeding and, adult themes so, mdni.

PART ONE.

tennis player! eren jaeger, who asks you out as soon as he sees you, and takes you out on multiple dates in the same week.

tennis player! eren, who tells his parents all about you, shying away at their amused response as he mumbles about how he can't wait to introduce them.

tennis player! eren, who hears your cheers during his match against another rising player, and suddenly feels more motivated than ever, to completely crush him, winning the match with straight sets.

tennis player! eren, who rushes to the locker room before his interview, spotting you waiting on the bench, with a smile as your hands rest on the thighs your cute little skirt failed to cover.

tennis player! eren, who was so shocked at his undiscovered potential, that he doesn't realize how hard it's made him till he sees you.

tennis player! eren who takes you then and there, hand raising your skirt to your waist, whispering against your ear about how much of a good girl you've been for him as he finally buries the tip of his large cock in your fluttering, wet, hole.

tennis player! eren, who completely forgets about the interview, mind lost in the overwhelming feeling as his fingers grip tightly around your waist, hips snapping to meet yours when you slam your hands against the lockers for support.

tennis player! eren, who throws his head back as he hears your loud moans and cries of pleasure, groaning silently to not break out of this trance.

tennis player! eren, whose cock is throbbing so vigorously deep inside your womb, waiting to splatter all its cum around your walls as you cry about being close.

tennis player! eren, who reaches his release immediately, when you whisper loud enough for him to hear, to just fill you up completely.

tennis player! eren, who's smiling against your ear as he whispers about how much he loves you, leaving kisses down your neck.

tennis player! eren, who pulls his shorts up, hands stopping yours from slipping your panties back on. he mumbles about how he's gonna keep this one as a trophy, as he shoves them into his pocket, just in time to greet his slightly confused assistant, who hurriedly congratulates him and asks him to come out for his interview.

tennis player! eren, whose lips are sealed with a triumphant smile as he follows his assistant out, only stopping at the door for a second to snap his head back to your worn-out figure, "don't think i'm done with you yet...i'm gonna need more motivation to win the next match."

© starreo 2024. do not copy, translate or repost .

[satorusdiary]

All mine

-Plug!Eren x reader

Warnings: Fluff, Protective! but chill Eren, kissing, making out, drunk college people, unwanted flirting/touching, groping, f!reader, Eren beats up a boy for you

Summary: In which a boy named Floch won’t leave you alone during a party. You think Eren isn’t looking over you, but he happens to be watching everything happen. As he observes, he notices something he doesn’t like happen infront of him, that’s when he’s on his way to you, and making sure your okay.

A/N: you and Eren are dating in this one and are happily inlove

Eren knows his girlfriend is pretty, the prettiest out of everyone in the world. As in Jeans words, his girlfriend is a bad bitch. And fucking around with a bad bitch meant immature boys, not men, flirting with his girlfriend at parties. Unknowingly, he’s the one to sit and observe and step in once something fucked up happens. Which involves, touching his girlfriend in ways she doesn’t like.

As of right now, Erens sitting on a couch by the pool table accompanied by his friends, Jean and Reiner. The three of them, watch as another boy comes up to you, asking if you’d like to dance. Obviously you say no, in the politest way you could.

When you say no the guy, he gets defensive and accuses you of lying to him. That’s when you bring your hand up showing the promise ring Eren bought you for your one year anniversary which was 2 weeks ago. You loved showing off the ring, especially in front of guys who were trying to hit at you.

You looked absolutely beautiful today, and everyday in Eren’s eyes. He falls more in-love with you as the days go by. Even if he’s not the one to seem like it, the only person who knows he’s like that is you. His beautiful, loving, girlfriend.

“You letting a ugly ass boy hit up your girlfriend, Eren?” Reiner questions, holding up a red solo cup filled with hennessy. Swirling it around as he continues to watch you deal with Floch as he’s trying to get at you once again.

Eren shook his head, and lets out a half chuckle along with tsk. It’s normal seeing down-bad men go up to you, but it’s the same every-time. You deny them, and then you brag about how beautiful and perfect your boyfriend is.

“Nah, i’m just waiting to see what y/n does.” Eren spoke, putting away the stiiizy pen into his pocket. Jean whines as he sighs. The feeling of not having a hot girlfriend kills Jean everytime, especially when he would watch one of his best friends go through what he wants.

As the scene continues to unfold. You eventually get super disgusted and begin walking away from Floch, not wanting to be around him no more thanks to his inappropriate and desperate words. When he starts following you, out of Erens sight, that’s when he gets up from the couch.

“Aight, that’s when i do something ‘bout this shit.” Eren grunts, walking towards the direction you and Floch left in.

“Don’t kill him, Jaeger!” Connie yells out from the pool table, knowing that if someone was to lay hands on you shit would go down. And not in a good way for the dude that would be flirting with you.

From your point of view, you were getting annoyed. Pushing past many drunk college students who didn’t have the minds to comprehend anything wasn’t helpful aswell.

“Dude! just leave me alone. I’m taken!” You yelled out for what it seems like the billionth time at the male. Floch rolled his eyes and pulled you back, having a tight hold on your wrist.

“C’mon baby, stop playing so hard. Y’know you want me.” Floch whispers the last thing. Your heart drops when he pulls you in closer into a uncomfortable embrace, your hands were on his chest trying to push away from him.

He continues invading your self privacy by digging his head into your neck, kissing, licking it, all of the above. Tears begin brimming up in your vision when his hand slither down to your ass. You helplessly look around to room to see if you could find anyone that you knew, but no one besides drunk college students having fun.

“Yo, what ‘are you doin?” A familiar deep voice comes from behind Floch, sending relief into your chest. Floch immediately takes his hands off of you and turns around, slightly shaking at the voice.

Once his embrace let’s loose, you run out of his arms and head towards Erens, holding him around his torso as tight as you could. Letting a few tears go freely down your cheeks.

Eren places a kiss onto your temple, and rubs his hands up and down your waist reassuring you that you were okay.

“Go back with the others, mama. I’ll meet you in a bit hm?” He hummed, waiting for you respond. He used his thumbs to get rid of the last tears that left your eyes.

You nodded your head and kissed his cheek, turning your head to look at Floch’s shaking form knowing that he couldn’t run, if he were to then shit would get 10x bad then it already was.

“Thank you baby.” You mumbled to Eren once more before walking away from the pair. You knew he didn’t want you staying around for whatever was going to happen, therefore he told you to go ahead with your friends.

luckily, you had Erens jacket on. Even if you were shaken up, you found comfort in his warm puffer jacket with his scent dazing into your senses.

“Jaeger! I-I didn’t know that was your girlfriend..” Floch stuttered as the puzzle began piecing together. When you hugged Eren, that was when Floch swore his heart dropped to his ass.

“What a stupid excuse.” Eren mumbled before walking closer, throwing a punch to the boys nose. Everyone around Eren begins distancing away from the scene, most of them staying to record. Many screams were heard inside the room. That was the last thing you heard before you headed outside to meet up with Mikasa, Annie, and Sasha.

Erens knuckles began to coat with blood, Floch’s blood. Assuming it’s from his now broken nose, or his broken jaw. Just from a few punches, Floch is knocked out. He couldn’t even fight back from the sudden punches, and since Eren was stronger and on top of him. Making him defenseless.

A distant sound of Connie cheering Eren on could be heard from the crowd. Connie had his phone up with flash, yelling “World Star!!”

Befofe Eren could land a final punch to his already swollen and broken jaw, Jean and Armin appear behind him forcing him off of Floch’s beaten, and bloody body.

“Alright! You win Eren now stop before you kill him!” Jean pleads, noticing how upset and tense Eren was. Not a single scratch being left on in. There was a chance Eren would have to make another stop by the police station once again. But it didn’t matter, only if you were safe and alright.

“Yeah! You wouldn’t be able to see your precious girlfriend if you were behind bars right?!” Armin yelled out, Eren still trying to get out of his best friends grasp.

Erens breathing gets heavy, the sounds of people cheering him on continues and gets louder. He looks around to make sure your not in sight, he feels a little bit of relief once he finds out you’re not in the crowd. He knew you didn’t like watching something like this occur, especially if your pretty boyfriend was involved in it.

“You fucker, that’s what happens when you lay your dirty hands on my girlfriend!” Eren yells out to Floch’s unconscious bloody face. Acting like he was able to hear him.

“Fuck get off me.” Eren shoves off Jean and Armin from him, frustrated. The one thing he does is begin finding you, his precious girlfriend. Armin, Jean, and a few of his other friend trail along behind him.

When he sees you, you’re sitting on a bench by the lighten up pool, accompanied by Mikasa and Annie. You were looking down at your lap, admiring your promise ring that was on your ring finger.

You notice people walking outside in the backyard, making you lift up your head to see who it was. When you see Eren, you get up from the bench and instantly run towards your pretty boyfriend who has his arms wide open for you.

You run into his arms, his hands instantly wrapped around your waist as you hide your face into the crook of his neck.

“im sorry, ren.” You pull away from him to spectate his knuckles. The redness making you look up at him with glossy eyes, and a worried expression. He smiles in return, cupping your face with his large hand. Rubbing soothing circles to your cheeks.

“It’s okay, angel. As long as you’re okay.” He props two fingers to your chin and brings his face down to yours. Connecting your lips together, sharing a sloppy kiss. His hands move from your waist to under your thighs, signaling you to jump which you do.

Now your legs are wrapped around his waist, the two of you sharing a lovingly, kiss which led onto a small make out session with your tongues fighting for dominance.

“Thank you, thank you rennie. I dunno what i’d do without you, i love you s’much.” You slurred out as you pulled away from his lips, a string of saliva trailing between you both.

He brushes his hand through your hair, giving you a peck on your forehead then a loving kiss on your plump lip.

“I love you more, mama. I’d do anything for you. you’re all mine, forever.” He motioned to the promise ring that was on his hand, and on yours. Making you smile brightly.

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Diaboli 's angelus

Chapter 2

Length: 6k words

Content: fem!reader, NSFW warning (soon), racial fetishization, sexual harassment 

Authors note: Heeey, I´m back with chapter 2. Sorry that it took long, I had a lot of uni work to finish. 

Here is part 1

Tag: @okaystopwhore

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Eren is standing in front of the mirror looking at the royal garment the maids prepared him. Eren is wearing a black garment with gold embroidery and buttons on it. Three gold medals are sitting on his left chest and hanging around his shoulders is a robe, the sewers believe they show authority.  He resembles his late father which makes him smile while shaking his head. His old man must be smiling in his grave knowing that his stubborn son that refused to interact with other princesses as a young prince is now on his way to find a wife. The maids finished up putting his hair in a loose man bun, and curtsies to their King before leaving. Eren puts on his white gloves and sucks, what if he cannot find a princess that he compliments. He refuses to marry some stuck-up, ignorant princess. Those kinds of princesses make his blood boil, the young king realized that his knuckles went white so he takes a deep breath and exits his chamber.

 He meets up with Armin, who is sitting inside the carriage blushing, while Jean, who is his knight for the ball, claps the blonde on his shoulder. “A-Annie just kissed me goodbye” the blonde stutters out. Eren laughs,  his friend and the Leonhart girl have been engaged for over a year but they still make each other blush every time. “Armin, you are such a-”, Eren stops as he notices Armin's eyes widen in a mixture of shock and nervousness. Jean whips his head to see the love of his life coming sprinting towards the carriage. “Eren, Eren Wait!" They hear Mikasa shout as she is sprinting down from the castle. The black-haired girl catches her breath and grabs Eren´s right hand “are you being forced into this?” Eren smiles at her “Mikasa, come on, I´m the king. No one is forcing me into this.” The Ackerman girl wasn´t fully convinced “Eren, you don't have to do this. You can find happiness here with me.” It didn't seem like the young King understood the big hint Mikasa gave him. “I´m okay Mikasa, I have to do this for the sake of giving the kingdom an heir when I'm gone. On top of that, we do need a princess that can help Eldia with collaborating with other Kingdoms.” Eren turns around to his advisor and knight that give him nervous nods of approval. Mikasa is shaking and tries to come up with an argument that might make Eren stay but she cannot seem to find one. “Eren, I lo-” before she can finish the sentence is cut by a loud Eren wishing her goodbye. The young King jumps into the carriage, “ugh Eren you can at least enter the carriage like a civilized human being” Jean snaps at him. “Do you wish to be beheaded, horse face?” Jean rolls his eyes and stares at a crying Mikasa. His heart aches for her, but at the same time he cannot help but to feel jealous of the young king. He wishes Mikasa would cry over him in the same way, desiring him as much as she desires Eren or more. He breathes out loudly while telling the coachman to start riding. Mikasa stares at the carriage leaving while praying to the Gods that he won't find anyone special. 

You take a deep breath and take in the smell of wet wood. The three of you have been in the carriage for what felt like years. Johan and the coachman were having conversations but all you can hear is mumbling as you are trapped within your thoughts. The pressure of representing not only your brother but the whole Capri Kingdom is causing you stomach pain. The last thing you wanted to do was to let everyone down by not finding a husband. Your streaming thoughts get cut by Johan´s excited voice “and we are here!” You turn your head and see the big old palace that is glowing like a sun on this cold winter night. You feel your heart drop to your stomach as you nervously try to exit the carriage. Johan meets your shaken self and reaches for your right hand to help you out of the wagon. “Thank you,” you say gratefully to the coachman and he responds with a nod and a warm smile “good luck your Majesty”. Johan sticks out his arm as an invitation for you to hold it. You both walk slowly towards the entrance of the palace, you subconsciously grab his arm a bit harder as you feel your anxiety rise. “You know, you don´t look that ugly tonight” Johan cracks to ease the tense atmosphere you are creating. “Oh shut up” you laugh as the two of you enter the palace. Two guards are standing next to the entrance of the room, one of them has a horn, they both bow and the horn starts blowing. “We announce you, Princess Y/n of Capri”, you hold on to Johan for your dare life as the two of you enter the ballroom. The room has you in awe, it has vaulted ceilings embellished with paintings of the different goddesses of love. The floor is of glossy hardwood and thick burgundy velvet drapes over large French windows. There are curved observation balconies on the upper level which match the overall elegant floral arrangements. You can hear the small orchestra play waltz music and see the different royal members swirling on the dance floor. “I don't think I can continue being your knight with just one arm”, you whip your head and see that you are still holding Johan´s arm tightly. “Oh, I'm so sorry,” you say embarrassed, which is responded to with a goofy smile from Johan. 

“Isn't this our favourite Caprian princess” you hear from the back. That familiar voice made you feel more at ease. You turn around and see your two beautiful childhood friends, princess Ciara of Okosian and Catherine of Pumore. You let go of Johan and give them both a big hug, “I didn't know that you guys were also attending”. Ciara rolls her eyes “I was dragged here against my will” remembering back to how four of her royal guards had to drag her into her carriage. You and Catherine side-eye each other before holding back your laughter. “That sounds so like you,” Catherine says giggling behind her folding fan. “If you ladies will have me excused, I'll be heading outside to watch the premises with the other guards.” Johan bows before whispering “I´ll be right outside if anything happens” in your ear as he leaves. Ciara blushes while staring and you and Johan. “Ugh, are you sure that man isn't your secret lover Y/n?” Your eyes widen and you stutter “w-we are just friends” you feel your face burn in embarrassment. 

All three of you look at an approaching Prince Sosuke, the youngest Prince of Hizuru. “My majesties, sorry to interrupt your conversation but may I dance with princess Y/n?” he gently lifts your right hand and kisses it. “Y-yes,” you say embarrassed as he whisks you away.  You turn around to see your friends waving and throwing thumbs up. “If Y/n does not have a line of proposals after tonight, then something must be wrong with the men in this room,” says Ciara to her other best friend “you are indeed right.” Prince Sosuke bows and you curtsy before he takes your hand and spins you around. “You look stunning tonight, your highness”, the compliment throws you off a bit as you were focused on not stepping on his feet. “T-thank you,” you say looking down, if his dancing was as good as his charm wouldn't you have to be tiptoeing while dancing with him. You dance for a bit more before you are getting spun into the hand of Prince Felix of Cruthia. You dance with him with no words exchanged between the two of you. His eyes are on Charlotte the whole night as she is shyly hiding behind her fan. Those could not have broken their eye contact even if they had all eyes poked out. You feel like an awkward third wheel in their romance at this very moment and then you are spinning again, which you thanked the Gods for since that dance felt like an eternity. 

This time, you are met with a smiling King Nicholas which makes you anxious. Not only because he is a man with more power than the rest in the room but also because you have heard rumours about him being a big pervert. He is 10 years your senior and has still not been able to find a wife, it is rumoured that all the princesses he has proposed to declined because he made them feel uneased. “You look lovely tonight”, he whispers and places his hand on your back, which sends chills down your spine. You try to take a step back but are pulled back by him. “Your majesty, you make me slightly uncomfortable” you try to force out nicely. "Why? Women of your kind love being touched” Your eye widens “not all darker-toned women are the same,” you say aggressively, before he could respond he was cut by the horns of the guards.

 “We announce you, His royal highness King Eren Jaeger of Eldia”, everything stops for what felt like a whole minute. The different royal members are whispering among themselves “the devil is here” you can hear one say, “the most powerful man in the world is going to be attending the ball with us?” you hear another. You could not help but turn to Nicholas whose eyes widened in shock, it looked like his eyes were few seconds away from falling out. You feel your heart pound, who is this Eren Jeager and why is everyone worried about his presence? “Y/n, with the Eldian kingdom becoming the hegemon, the political climate is quite unbalanced at this very moment. We are unsure if we can still rely on our allies, with the current growing fear of the Eldian kingdom” you recall your brother telling you in the meeting. You try to swallow some spit but your mouth is as dry as the Medivian desert. Calm down Y/n, nothing bad will happen as long as you are not bothering him, you tell yourself to calm your nerves. “Ugh, finally a  fine man with money and power” you accidentally overhear Princess Charlotte from Nedia bluntly say as she pushes down her dress to show her cleavage. She seductively waves at Eren but is unfortunately ignored as he walks up the stairs to one of the observation balconies. He takes the stairs up to have a view of the situation which is a military tactic he was taught from being at war. 

The music starts again and the dancing couples are finding each other, when you realized that you tried to slowly move away from Nicholas but he grabs you around your waist. It was as if he knew that you would run away, you are now pressed against his chest. Alarm bells are ringing in your head and you push his chest to create space between you. “Am I making you  uncomfortable, your highness?” Nicholas says grabbing your right hand to pull you closer and laying his other hand on your lower back. Your whole body is shaking, ugh where is Johan when I need him now you think to yourself. You look around to see if anyone is looking, if you can have eye contact with anyone in this room you are saved. Unfortunately, everyone was in their heads focusing on their dance. However, you felt compelled to look up to the balcony and you meet two green eyes looking at you. You nervously look down as he is the last person you want to bother about this.

 “Eren, I made an overview of all the princesses and ladies attending tonight. Hopefully, it will make it easier for you to pick a couple of potentials” the advisor says organizing the papers. The Eldian King responds with a small thank you and looks bored at the dancefloor. “You know, this is not too bad, if we narrow down the list it might be easier to pick some of them out and we´ll also save a lot of time…” Armin cut himself by noticing how his friend´s bored eyes turned surprisingly interested. “Armin, who is the beauty in the pink and white dress? She is way too beautiful to be dancing with that tramp of a King” looking at his advisor. Armin chuckles at his rudeness, he looks for the paper with your name on it in a rush. “That is Y/n L/n, Princess of Capri. She is also known as et Angelicus Princeps, the angelic princess by her people” he reads from the paper. “I can tell why, she damn sure looks like an angel” Armin shakes his head “no, it's because of her love for the Capri citizens and the charity programs she has organized for years…” The advisor stops reading as he can bet a finger that  Eren is gone, he looks down on the dancefloor and sees him marching towards you. He smiles for himself and wishes his best friend good luck. As Eren is walking towards you Princess Charlotte pops in front of him out of nowhere which makes him jump a bit. “Oh hey there your highness, didn´t see you. Keen on a dance?” The Princess squeezes her boobs to make her cleavage appear more. “Sorry, I'm kinda busy” he looks at her with bored eyes, “but come on your highness, I can make you happy” stroking his left arm. Eren looks disgusted at her “what don't you understand, I am not interested” he hissed, his eyes are cold and terrifying which sends shivers down her spine. “I-I'm sorry, your highness” she curtsies, Eren nonchalantly walks past her. 

In the meantime, you were still struggling to get away from King Nicholas. “I have heard that women of your kind are quite soft and big backs” he whispers, his breath smelled like some strong booze not that it gave him any excuse. He is lowering his hands further down your back, and your consciousness leaves your body for a second when you are back your hand is tingling and looking up you see a red mark on Nichola´s face. You try to control your breath as it seems like your body forgot how to breathe. Your whole body is shaking as you are terrified of what the consequences of your actions might lead to. “Oh, you are one of the aggressive types,” he says nonchalantly, which brings confusion to you. “Eh?” is all you can respond, he tries to take your arm once again but is stopped by a hand grabbing his wrist aggressively. “Hey, she and I are in the middle of something and I'd recommend you to let us be if you know what´s best for you” Nicholas responds, not looking at whose hand it is. You almost felt dizzy when you see who your saviour is, the attention from almost everyone on the ball did contribute to anxiety. 

“Well, for me it looks like the princess doesn't want anything to do with a tramp like you” You can't help but chuckle, both men look at you which silence you immediately.  “See, she agrees little Nick” Eren coos, which makes Nicholas's eyes widen “E-Eren?” he stutters. “In the flesh” Eren grins, “M-my apologizes your highness,” he says bowing, before embarrassingly jogging off. Which then leaves the two of you alone on the floor. “T-thank you so much for the help your highness and sorry for disturbing your time here.” You curtsy, looking down as you cannot bear to look at him. “No, don't apologize, I was just doing my duty as a man. However, you can make it up to me by asking me for a dance” he grins. 

You look up and meet his green eyes up close which takes you back to when you were reading in the garden with your mother as a child. It was a hot spring day and the grass was greener than ever, it made you feel safe and warm. “Will you give me the honour of dancing with me your majesty?” you almost giggle out. “I would love to, however, let´s cut the formal crap  I´m just Eren to you.” You give a slow nod before taking his hand, you could not help but feel nervous dancing with him as everyone was whispering and talking about the two of you. What did they say about you guys? Maybe you were not good enough for him? Maybe it's your dress, it might be too bright for the theme. “Cut that,” Eren says as he is a wizard able to read your mind. “Just focus on the two of us, okay? They don´t matter” he says, lifting your chin up which makes you look him in the eyes. That touch sends goosebumps all over your body, and you start breathing quite slowly. “You really caught my eye Y/n, you are indeed the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on”  he whispers in your ear. Your cheeks are on fire and you feel your hands turning clammy which makes you pull them away from him in humiliation. “M-my apologies, I'm not much of a dancer and I get nervous quite easily as you can tell.” You say try to make up an excuse for your foolishness. “Oh I see, so you are not much of a ball princess?” he responds tilting his head a bit to the side. “No, I am not a huge fan of big balls like this one, that the money used on the ball could have been spent on helping the less fortunate,” you say passionately.

 A smile creeps out of Eren and he grabs your hand and starts walking. The two of you are holding hands while passing everyone on the floor, you have no idea where this man is taking you, but then you see the balcony at the end. The air was a bit chill, however, the air was fresh and you have never been more relieved tonight as the ballroom is as hot as a sauna.  Eren lets go of your hand which made it feel empty as he walks up to the rail of the balcony and you follow him standing to his right. The sweat from the ball and the chill air made you a bit cold. “Here, hot right?” Eren says wrapping his robe around you. “N-no, your hi…” you are cut trying to refuse the gesture “ no formalities between us”  lifting his index finger. “Eren, this is your royal robe you shouldn't give it to anyone?” He shakes his head “You are not just anyone, princess” that comment makes you wanna pinch your arm. “Why did you abduct me out here?” you say a bit playful. “Well, our beloved princess doesn´t like balls and I wanted to stargaze,” he says looking up to the sky. “The stars are indeed beautiful tonight,” you say amazed, “they indeed are” he responds looking at you. “So, what´s your story?” you give him a confused look “my story?”  Eren gives you a similar look back to mock you a little “yes, your story. Who is this princess of Capri?” You giggle a bit, Eren´s carelessness made you feel at ease, it was like talking to an old friend like Johan. 

“Well my story starts 18 years ago, I was the second and youngest born to the Great King and the Queen of Capri. Having an older brother I always knew that I wouldn't get the throne, but I was always fine with that since it was never my dream.” Eren was quite invested in your story “So what is your dream?” He leans his arm on the rail. “I am not a big dreamer unfortunately, however, I have a small wish to read as many books as I can in my lifetime but my biggest wish is to devote my life to helping those in need. I grew up fortunate but also quite sheltered. I have never experienced real struggle but I can imagine it being unbearable. What are your dreams?” He heard everything you said however Eren is mesmerized, not only by the beauty his eyes physically saw but also by the beauty of your mind. His heart feels warm and he knows for a fact that he has hit the jackpot. What he saw in you, in your eyes was a wife, a companion, someone who can raise the future ruler of Eldia and most importantly someone who is devoting herself to taking care of her kingdom.

 “Eren?” you say confused as it seems like the young king zoned out. “Sorry for drowning you in boredom” you felt embarrassed, maybe you spoke too much uninteresting nonsense. “I might sound crazy or even maybe selfish, but no other man in this ball but me is meant to be yours.” He says softly, Eren picks out a deep red camellia flower from a small tree that is decorating the balcony and places it on your ear. You are speechless at both his words and his actions, you could hardly tell what you were feeling. Shyness? Excitement? Embarrassment? Joy? It was the first time a man has ever spoken to you in that manner. This must be how princesses in the books your mother read for you must have felt and who would have thought that it would ever happen to you? 

Bravery washes over you all of the sudden, you must be drunk on those emerald eyes. You move closer to him and gently lay your hand on top of his. “If you move any closer princess, I might disgrace you” he breathes out. Curiosity clouded your mind, you wanted to know what he meant by that. You felt a strange tingly sensation between your legs and your breathing is so heavy that you start breathing from your mouth. You stare into his mesmerizing green eyes “I want you to disgrace me.” Eren is taken aback as the shy girl he met on the dancefloor is shedding her skin. This drives him wild and his desire for you grows intensively. You were also surprised by your actions, that man has you in a trance and brings something or someone unknown out of you. Eren starts leaning in and you automatically close your eyes, you feel his breath and your body are criminally close. The moment is stopped by the sound of the horn, and both of you jump a bit at the loud sound. “The ball is officially over” you can hear the guard announce. 

You were brought back to reality, if someone saw you alone with him rumours might spread which will destroy any other political marriage opportunities if Eren might change his mind. Eren will survive this since he is a man and a powerful king, you on the other hand will be destroyed and that will negatively affect Capri. You feel overwhelmed “I-I have to go, my guard is probably wondering where I am” you lift up parts of your dress to your ankles which makes it easier to speed walk. You are now reminded of the robe you are wearing “Oh, your robe” you are trying to take the robe off but your shoulders are met by his gentle hands. “You can keep it until we meet again, your guard is waiting right?” you mutter a small thanks and you speed walk out of there to find Johan. You find him standing outside of the palace waiting for you “did you find anyone handsome?” his little joke made you blush. “I am excited to meet him” he smiles as he escorts you to your carriage.

 Eren is walking back and forth on the balcony smiling, he rubs his face thinking about how insane you are driving him. He was seconds away from potentially declaring war on Capri which on one hand scared him as he forgot about his duties and roles as a king but on the other hand excited the young man in him. Eren spots something white near the door, he walks towards it and picks it up. It is the white choker you wore, must have fallen off as you tried to take off his robe in a rush. He smiles at your carelessness, “there you are! I've been looking for you everywhere!” His thoughts are disrupted by his stressed-out advisor. “Hey” he responds while still looking at the choker which makes Armin confused at first before clocking what was going on. “I guess you found the one huh” he grins at his friend. “Yeah,” Eren says calmly, “then I must help you prepare your proposal to the Caprian King then '' Armin grins as the comment makes Eren blush a bit. “I guess we have found a potential match, her rumoured kindness can bring stability to the Eldian Empire and most importantly Capri is a wealthy nation that most countries are dependent on. We can benefit enormously economically from both trading with Capri and also by making them help us to put economic sanctions on threatening nations as the Princess is the King's beloved sister.” The council members nod in agreement with the young advisor.  Erwin is the first to speak “Well done the two of you” Nile turns to his King “are there any other princesses you wish to see as a potential Queen?” He shakes his head “no, I have found the one.”

It has been five weeks since the ball and Eren has left a mark on your mind. You have kept the camellia he gave you in a small vase in your room, just looking at it makes you filled with butterflies. Does he also think about you, the way you think about him? That question roams your head every time you are reminded of him. His robe was cleaned and hidden in your closet. Avery asked about the robe and you told her everything about the night, well maybe not everything since you subtracted the almost kiss that happened between you. If she found out she would have gone all mama bear, which is the last thing you need right now. Speaking of mama bear, she has been stressing the maids the whole day about finding you the right dress for this afternoon. 

Today is the day you are going to receive the marriage proposals, which makes you surprisingly excited. “Well, someone is in a good mood, are the proposals that exciting?” Christine says, putting you in a navy blue dress with golden flower embroidery on. “It's not the proposals, but the proposal she is excited for” Avery gives you a blink and you look down in embarrassment. “Wait, you have met someone? Who is he?” Christine stops laying your edges down in shock. “Well…ehm” you start fidgeting your fingers “King Eren Jeager” you manage to squeeze out. The maid stares in shock “that devil?” you were confused but the two of you were disrupted by Avery´s cough “Your ponytail all are done, Christine why don´t you finish up her edges so that she can attend the meeting.” Christine finishes up your edges, they had braided down your ponytail which is waist length. You hear a knock on the door and it is Johan that is waiting to escort you. Christine gives you a big hug and wishes you good luck before sending you off. Johan and you link arms as you are walking to the throne room. 

“Why are you wishing for our dear Y/n to marry some devil?” she looks fuming at Avery who is pulling out a chair.  “It's not like I'm thrilled about it either, however, we should not influence or cloud her judgment when she is doing this for the interest of the Kingdom. All we can do is be by her side when she needs us, that's our job anyways” Avery says sitting down in defeat, praying for her princess. “Hopefully, the handsome man you met at the ball is proposing today or else royal assassination might happen.” You try to hush him down as you were stressed that someone might overhear. “I´m joking relax Y/n, well here we are the throne room.” 

You take a deep breath as the doors open and you enter the room. You haven´t been here since your father passed away but it remained unchanged with gold decorations everywhere and with paintings of all the rulers of Capri including your brother and his wife. At the end on top of a small staircase sits your brother on his throne. He smiles at you as you are walking up to sit next to the councilmen. 

One of the guards introduces advisor Kenzo from Hizuru, the man walks in and bows to both you and your brother. “Princess Y/n, our beloved prince wishes to take you as a wife and has brought you gifts,” the advisor gives you and your brother boxes of tea and snacks from Hizuru. “Thank you” you smile at the advisor which makes him blush. “Thank you, we´ll discuss the proposal and come back to you in a bit.” your brother interrupts.  The advisor bows one last time before exiting the room. “Hizuru is a wealthy nation and a long-time ally however, they are in the same position as us and cannot provide us proper military assistance” senior member Wilfred states. Everyone nods in agreement which kind of makes you relieved as it gives Eren now a bigger chance. 

Next in is the advisor of the prince of Gobin, you never spoke during the ball but he found you stunning. He offered you chocolate and coffee, you snuck in a bite and it was the best you have ever tasted. Council member Filip argues that Gobin´s economy is unstable and is on the brink of collapsing so it wouldn´t be safe to marry you off to them. The argument wasn't receiving any challenge so everyone must agree you thought.

 Then the advisor of King Nicholas arrived, your heart dropped and your hands are shaking. “Our majesty, King Nicholas wishes to marry princess Y/n of Capri. As he believes that it will benefit both countries economically and militarily.” The advisor announces “No gifts?” Council member Filip jokes which make the advisor slightly nervous “n-no, his majesty didn´t believe it was needed for gifts.” You roll your eyes at Nicholas's audacity, it is royal tradition everywhere to bring some kind of gift and he has the audacity to believe that it isn't necessary to bring your brother some out of respect. The advisor bows and says “I´ll let you discuss the proposal in peace” and leaves. “Well although bringing no gifts isn´t ideal, it seems like we have no other choice since they are the last proposal. The King´s argument is valid as his kingdom got an advanced military which is what we need.” Your brother argues, which they all agree on. Your heart drops as you heard that, did Eren change his mind? Was it because you were acting too brave with him? Most men like innocent girls. Maybe he found someone better and prettier? 

The door opened and they announced advisor Armin Arlert of Eldia. Armin is breathing heavily and looks red like a tomato, he bows quickly and starts by apologizing. “My apology your highnesses, we lost our way to the kingdom.” Armin felt like a sinner in church, knowing that you were Eren´s only choice the advisor knew he could not mess this up. However, everyone was shocked to know that the King of Eldia the devil himself wishes to take your hand in marriage. Armin lets out a little cough to gain some strength “Our majesty, King Eren Jeager of Eldia wishes to take Princess Y/n to be his bride. As he believes that the two of them will be a fitted match as well as it will benefit both nations extremely. He also brought you both gifts.” Armin holds two large boxes, he starts by giving you and your brother each your gifts. Your brother opens it there are golden rings and a silk robe, but there are also gold earrings as a gift to the beloved Queen. Everyone including you stares in awe as it shows the wealth of Eldia. You open yours there are two poetry books filled with love poems, a smile is printed on your face as he must have remembered that you love to read. You pick one up and on the first page, it's written “Carla Jeager” who is Carla? Did the books belong to his sister? You weren´t sure, nor did you mind as the gift was thoughtful. You look further and find a red camellia flower and a gold ring with a diamond on it. The advisor seems impressed by the ring while you were flattered by the beautiful flower, it was larger and more colourful than the one he gave you on the balcony. Lastly, there is an envelope written “To princess Y/n”, which makes smile and you open it in excitement. 

To my princess, 

I haven´t stopped thinking about you since the night of the ball, I knew there and then that you were the one for me. Our meeting was short, however when I laid my eyes on you. Seeing you in that beautiful pink dress, I knew it was love at first sight. I hope that you desire me, the way I desire you and accept this proposal.  

Your beloved

Eren

You were speechless, it was the sweetest gift you have ever received. “King Eren also requests that the King comes to Eldia for a visit so they can meet and discuss the requirements of Capri. He also requests that the wedding is to be held this coming spring as it is Eldian royal tradition.” Armin finishes before he bows and exits to let you guys discuss. “We have no other choice but to obey King Eren´s wishes. He has the world's strongest military which solves our problems times two in addition to that saying no might indicate to him that we are not interested in building relations with Eldia which can be a threat to our peace. Lastly, our Y/n  has the potential to become the most powerful woman in the world which will give Capri military protection but also huge political influence.” Senior council Wilfred argues strongly, he then looks at you, you do not even notice as you are blushing over Eren´s letter. What caught your attention was the protest from Filip “but he is a devil, haven´t you heard the stories from the nations that have gone to war against him. They have crumbled into nothingness. Do we want to send our princess to marry a beast like him?” 

You are shocked to hear what came out of his mouth, but then Christine´s shocked face came into your vision and the whispers on the ball “the devil.” This all confuses you, a devil? The same sweet man that wrote you this letter and has given you two beautiful flowers. He has treated you with nothing but kindness, so you shouldn't judge him immediately. “Silence!” your brother shouts “For the love of the Gods, you are brawling like a bunch of drunk commoners in a pub” your brother massages his temples. “I have to say that I am agreeing with Lord Wilfred and I am going to agree to meet up with the King to discuss our requests.” Council member Filip nods in defeat as he knew better than to argue against his king. Your brother smiles at you as he could read that Eren was your favourite out of all of them. “Bring in advisor Arlert”, the guard walks out and immediately brings the blonde. “We will set out to meet up with King Eren in three days.” your brother announces. He  gives you a nod,  “I, the princess Y/n of Capri accept King Eren Jaeger's proposal.” The blonde is smiling from ear to ear and bows to his future Queen.