#eren x oc

[f4irycafe]

okay but imagine u dressed up as a cute bunny and u have a skirt on that barely covers ur ass for ur costume all pretty n white and eren goes as a COD character (ik so basic im srry) , but y’all have just been so drunk and high and horny the whole night at jeans party that eventually he just takes you into the bathroom, balls ur skirt up in his fist and gives you the most mind numbing back shots. im talking his foot is up on the toilet cuz he needs leverage to drill tf outta yo shitttt. his pants r on the floor so u can perfectly see his v-line fade into his black wife beater in the mirror👹 his fingers r hooked inside ur mouth n he’s telling u to “take it like a good bitch.” and “fuckkk you look so pretty on daddy’s cock” and when he’s done he’ll lick up his mess and park you ddy. y’all leave to go home for round 2 pretty soon after that 😳😩

[tvgals]

frat boy! eren who got you pregnant in your junior year of college, he swore on everything he loved he had a condom on that night, and you stupidly believed him.

the day you found out was a day of disbelief. you went out and bought two more tests just to be 1000% sure. and sure enough, you got the two lines of confirmation. you shakily grabbed your phone and pressed eren’s contact.

“ren wyd?”

“nun. sittin w jean. wsp?”

“im pregnant.”

eren’s eyes popped open, how could this happen? almost like he purposefully didn’t use a condom for his satisfaction.

“no fucking way. are you joking?”

“no. this isn’t a fucking joke.”

“aight. i’ll b ovr in bout 10 minutes”

srry don’t feel like writing the rest

[sugawara-levi]

college!eren treating you like a goddamn trophy wife, always bringing you to social gatherings, putting you at the tip of his knee

his hand practically glued to your hip or the small of your back to show everyone who you belong to, should they ever forget

college!eren loving when you wear short skirts or shorts because he loves to show off your body, even though you’re totally oblivious to it,

he loves it when other people look at your figure only to quickly avert their gaze when they see his hand on your butt and his eyes boring into theirs

college!eren giving you all his attention whenever you speak because you are his baby boy/girl, if someone else was already talking - too bad for them

college!eren’s eyes lighting up whenever he looks at you, but squinting at everyone else, lest they come near you

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[shinjyu]

Some AU AoT x OC doodles from 2022 Me & my friend’s OCs, our beloved daughters! Charlotte Weiss ( w/ Zeke ) An Eldian soldier serving the Marleyan army. Ingrid Helos ( w/ Reiner ) Marleyan soldier from a wealthy family, Charlotte’s boss. Leah Vogel ( w/ Eren ) We mostly think about her in modern days AU, a kind hearted girl with complicated family problems.

[ichijager13]

Teach Me How to Be Loved

Pairing : Eren Jäger x reader, Reiner Braun x Reader (past relationship), Jean Kristein x Reader (past relationship)

Characters: Eren Jäger, Annie Leonhart, Pieck Finger, Jean Kristien, Reiner Braun, Carla Jager, Sophie Jäger

Tags: Unhealthy copping mechanism, unhealthy relationships, childhood trauma, physical and verbal abuse, self-esteem and trust issues, domestic violence, implied/ referenced cheating and a touch of sweet, lovable and non fuckboy Eren Jäger, German-speaking Eren.

This work is brought to you by Lana Del Rey’s songs

I found this illustration on pinterest, credits to the artist

Updates on mondays and thursdays

Playlists : Reader’s POV, Eren’s POV

Summary

“I explained my hurt and still got hurt so I learned to stop talking”

They say you can’t break a broken heart, but how many times should a heart be broken to become immune? 

Believing she had her share of suffering; reader decides never to expect a tomorrow from her one-night stands and to close her heart for good. everything goes according to her plans until one day, she wakes up in his bed. 

His name is Eren Jäger and he is more than determined to pierce the hard rock ice covering her heart.

A/N: It’s been a while since I posted something, it was because of this fic. I came up with the idea over a month ago and started a draft but was too afraid to engage.

This work contains a detailed description of physical and verbal abuse, please read the tags.

Also, if you are a victim of any form of domestic abuse, please seek help. I know it’s not easy but it’s better than being stuck in this endless vicious cycle.

I also would like to thank you for all the support you give me and for the reactions. I hope you like this story because it means a lot to me. Stay safe please.

List of chapters

Chapter I  Cold heart and hands and aptitude

Chapter II  Cause I’ve got monsters still under my bed that I could never fight off

Chapter III Your face is like a melody, it won't leave my head

Chapter IV For a little piece of haven

Chapter V I've got much more than that, like my memories, I don't need that

Chapter VI I’m not looking for true love tonight

Chapter VII Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is Heaven, what I truly want

Chapter VIII Are you gonna tell me now? Are you gonna tell me later?

Chapter IX Don't cry about him, don't cry about him

Chapter X Cause there's a man that's in my past… there's a man that's still right here… he's real enough to touch in my darkest nights

Chapter XI What’s the worst, that could happen to a girl who’s already hurt?

Chapter XII When I'm in your arms, feel like I have it all  

Chapter XIII Heaven is a place on earth with you

Chapter XIV  I've got a burning desire for you

Chapter XV Who am I to sympathize when no one gave a damn

[tomriddles-wh0re]

‘The Weeknd’ // E.Y

Pairing : female!reader x Eren Yeager, background angst jean kirstein x reader(bashing for the sake of the plot, obv fiction bc i love that man) 

w.c: 4 k 

Summary : Caught up in a world of money, fame, girls, and lies as the man of your dreams is ripped away from you in an unexpected cheating scandal. In response, you make a move with another high profile artist but unexpectedly it becomes a bit more than you bargained for when feelings for the brunette become unearthed. Modern fame AU/Fake dating AU

Trigger warnings: mention of alcohol, of age drinking, brief mention of weed

If you were being honest, you shouldn’t be here. Spending a random Friday night at a mutual friend's house in the hills, just to escape the last two months. In the living room of another large house, with closed doors, tables of booze, loud music vibrating off the walls, bodies and bodies of people who you vaguely knew. Pushing each other through the darkness, dim red lights showing the silhouettes of the   people moving to the music, lost in the adrenaline of the night. Lost in a lie, an appearance of ecstasy that differed heavily from the reality each person was facing. In the morning all of it would come back, however in the night they get lost in the ambience of it all. 

The reason why you were here was simple, it was all some risky move to rebrand and get back at what happened. And now, you stood in the corner of a kinda sorta stranger’s house with a cup of whatever was in the bottle you poured, stuck waiting until he would show up. Not him, you had given up the moment he was pictured in bed with another girl that you met at one of his shows, the one who was just his new PR marketing coordinator.  

Despite how much time had passed and how much reflection you did to move on, to you it was the most humiliating experience of your life to have your -now ex-boyfriend of five years cheat on you and to find out by waking up one morning to 23 missed calls and an explore page full of the photos. Someone, a close friend you most definitely knew, had decided not to tell you and leak the pictures to the press one morning. The news made it to all the gossip pages, reposted by everyone's sisters, and all over the tabloids. 

And what makes it worse is not the fact this person didn’t think to tell you first, but the fact that you had been so so public with the man and now you had no privacy to cope with what happened. The break up was put in the public light for everyone to see and judge. The calls never seemed to stop from “concerned friends” to blogs who somehow got your number and wished for any sort of comment from you. 

If anything happened, this was expected to be the response since both of you had made it known the lengths you would go for each other. In whatever endeavors we supported each other no matter what, we were only here because of each other's support. You and him were known for the dedication and love for one another, you non stop supported his music for two years before he was even signed. Showing up in the pouring rain when he booked an opening act for a local artist’s concert, and he supported your education by showing up to your lectures to take notes when you were sick, cooking for you when you were home late for your internship, and surprising you for holidays when he was suppose to be out of town as an opening act for a tour. The next years would be blissful as your ex rose to fame, the money and paper seemed to be a prize for the hours spent as the popularity grew. 

Overnight his music would begin to top the chart, slowly the work he put in would quickly grow the second an old song began to be played more, his managers would invest heavily in promotion and after a few weeks in the spotlight were able to get a co-sign from a much larger and much more established artists. Finally, Jean was a name heard in the industry and then his label would drop a song that was designed to hit mainstream success. And it did, he was now a mainstream artist as the money and streams increased. 

In the past, he interviewed for a small out of the garage podcast that was local, but now he was invited for his first mainstream radio show interview a few months ago before everything happened. Everything had seemed to be going great. Even to you, he was just as devoted in and out of the studio as he was before the fame. His hands wrapped around your waist, finding no bounds to the physical and emotional level. His dedication was shown in the song lyrics professing an emotional vulnerability for your love, in the gifts, cuddles, the lengthy instagram posts he would make, and the actions as he called you up on stage to serenade you each show. 

But like all good things, it had to end when you woke up to your phone being blown up with the pictures of him cuddled up half naked with another girl in your bed. In your home, the one you bought together half a year ago when the money started to come in consistently. In the very bed where both of you lay entangled, lazily talking about future plans in the early hours. 

“you here?” a text illuminated the screen in your hands, snapping away from the memories. Quickly replying back, “yup, back next to the glass door in the living room.”

A few minutes passed as the crowded room around you shifted to whatever song was playing in the background, it was something you could have named the singer if you weren’t so out of it. More hot bodies crowded around each other, arms flailing as people grinding up on one another in the night. The dim background lights lit up the shifting faces in the large room as loud music played from the speakers, flashes from phones lit up parts of the dark room. And yet you still hadn’t seen him until his hand slowly nudged your elbow. 

“y/n?” he tried to talk over the loud music, “wanna-” a nearby yell cut him off. Some drunk guy was screaming the chorus as he paused, leaning over to speak closer to your ear in an attempt to make sure you would hear his next words. 

“Wanna head outside so we can talk?” his voice idly spoke just barely over the music, his breath tickled your ear. He was so close, a mist of cologne hit your senses. It wasn’t anything like the one Jean wore, it smelled entirely different but still emanating a sophisticated subtle scent. 

The brunette stood above you, looking over as the gravity was just beginning to hit you and yet you still nodded. Sliding off the wall, you turned to your left and slid the glass door open before peeking at the man behind you as you exited the hot room into the cold night air. Yeager stood inches above you in an oversized black crewneck with tank top straps peeking out of the neckline and a pair of loose jeans. Moving out to the yard, away from peering eyes of the party you settle on the patio steps that were hidden in the dark. It was silent for a couple seconds, neither of you really knowing where to start. 

“hey-” you both spoke nervously at the same time. It shouldn’t be this hard to speak to him but it felt like a loud blaring alarm was warning you to shut up and run away. Any courage you had texting him earlier was gone, you turned to set the cup down off the top of the staircase steps. “I haven’t seen you in forever, how have you been Eren?” you said hoping it was the right thing to say. 

Brown eyes looked over you, taking you in for the first time in months as you did the same. He moved his arm, racking his fingers through his loose hair,“‘m good, it’s all been pretty stable since I signed” he said with a sweet smile he seemed reserved for you. 

It wasn’t anything like the photos you had seen of weeks ago, the Eren that was trending all over the timeline for a video of him cussing out paparazzi and a group of fans that showed up uninvited outside of his house. It was a thirty second video of him half asleep, only in a pair of loose shorts screaming out of his door and threatening to go outside and put his hands on them. It was way out of line, but they had violated his privacy and somehow got into his gated community to peek through his curtains and egg him on about his scandals at 7 am. Jean had sent you the video from some twitter thread, laughing about the whole situation but that was mainly because of how their rough relationship had been. 

You could bet good money that his PR team had gotten their annual bonuses if not more after the overtime they put in to help try to mediate and get the video deleted. They couldn’t control how fast it spread, but they swiftly issued a statement and Eren posted a story on the situation, after most of the media had died down naturally following the next biggest story. But still Eren’s reputation had not been entirely saved but it never was the best. 

“How’s Carla?” you said, “and is Armin still in med school? I haven't seen him since the big move”. 

His phone lit up briefly but he picked it up and slid it into his back pocket, “Mom’s been better, the bakery has been busy with the holiday rush. S’pose she might finally settle down and hire a few more workers. And Armin graduated med school right after you moved, he started a residency in the Marian Regional Center”. 

“He’s really all grown up now? I swear he was just entering college and your mom, that's so good for her she deserves a break. I know anytime I’m back in town I try to stop by but it's been a while” 

“She’s been asking about you too, I think half the time she calls me just to talk about you” he laughed. 

“Well you know, we’re all we got in this city. I think she misses back then when we were young” 

“And now we’re here, I thought we promised to see each other more” he chided, glancing up at the few stars in the sky. “I know, I know I've just been-” 

“busy?” we said at the same time, again just like we used to. 

“we’re here now, and we are going to have to see each other more now,” Eren said, “so do you really want to do this?” 

 I guess one could only run for so long, we had to speak about why we were even here, “I wouldn’t have asked you if I didn’t mean this.” 

He just sat turning to glance at you, even as he moved his face was hardly seen in the dark, “But you know the implications, you don’t have to.” As if giving me another way out, but I had decided this and I wanted to go through with it. 

Pausing to gather the words, “It’s only a few outings and rumors, I just want to make people know that I’m moving on. I won’t let him continue to make a fool of me, and continue to bring the break up to light again. He’s already tried to get me back, have you seen what he posted?” you said. Yeager simply nodded, everyone had seen the posts and had continued to blow up your dms asking if you were back with him. “Ren, I’m just done crying and I’m done with him. This will help me and this helps you, did your manager ever get back to you?”

He shook his head back, the hair framing his face fell back to reveal his eyes, “Zeke says it’s a good move, knowing mine and Jean’s history…” he trailed off. Everyone had known when the relationship between the two began to fail, and when Jean tried to say some sneaky shit targeting Eren on some interview, the two stopped talking entirely. “..this would be a good promotion for my tour that’s coming up. I’m just worried-” he said. “Why?” 

“Aren’t you worried at all? Do you really want to be in the spotlight again, can you even? You know they will do what they do, they will make up rumors and I know they aren’t going to be nice to you” 

Leaning back on your palms, you took a minute to take in the stars as you felt the burn of his eyes in your skin. “I’m sure ‘ren. I know you mean the best but I want this, I don’t think anything will ever be as bad as it was when it all first happened.” 

He signed, “okay,” he trailed off remembering something more “you know at first I never believed Kirstein ever managed to get you to date him” he laughed. “I always assumed he made you wear a blindfold when you first met up, and had to overcompensate with his personality”

You snorted, hitting his arm out of reflex, “hey! shut up”. He held his hands up in innocence, he said, “it’s funny, you can laugh”. But you shoved him, glancing at how your hand was placed on his forearm.  

“I missed you Eren, you know that?” removing your hand to place them both in your lap, “It's not fun when your friend hates your boyfriend” 

“Well I was right wasn’t I?”He snarkily said, priding himself in being right about how much of a dick Jean was. “Fine, you were right this time” you said, just feeling better to finally have your friend back, “it’s just really good that you're here.” 

“same y/n I missed your dumbass,” he said leaning over, only to pause as his phone began to vibrate, interrupting the moment. Pulling out the iphone from his pocket, the screen lit up with the name ‘Zeke’ and once again he sighed but refused to answer. “He no doubt wants some update on the whole media plan, I’ve already sent your manager's contact to him but he always needs more specifics. When did you plan on starting the rumors?”

“Uh maybe now since we agreed on it, I mean like tonight. Does that work?” you spoke, “I’ve already taken photos of my outfit to post and I’ve been on a few peoples stories tonight. I’m sure if you wanted, we could take a few pictures and then our team could leak them before tomorrow when they connect the dots.” 

I waited for some reaction, maybe a last minute refusal but he simply just smiled, “we’re really doing this?” He laughed, “It seems like we are, but who will take them?”

“I can text Sasha right now, she is inside with Niccolo,” I said, still waiting for him to change his mind. But he didn’t, “sounds good.”

Before reality could hit, the text was sent and Sasha met the two of you outside. She smiled at him, not really knowing him as much as you did but she knew him vaguely from Connie and that was enough for her to be fine with him. As if she was a pro photographer, she led the two of you back into the hot house and to a corner off to the side near the rest of the people but away enough to convey some sense of privacy. 

“y/n stand right there” she pointed to the right, backing you near the wall in the living room and shooing how you stood until she was satisfied with it. Moving to grab your arms and working to turn your upper body a bit to face Eren more. Only when it was perfect did she move to him, grasping his shoulders and turning them to angle his body over you. Yeager stood above you, glancing down as he smiled waiting for the photos to be taken. Sasha, who was joined by Niccollo, looked around moving pieces of your hair away from your face and hummed when she was satisfied. She pulled her phone out of her purse, stepping a good distance away in the crowd to attempt to make it look more realistic. The darkness was filled with the hazy air of bodies moving and loud bass, flashed of the lights and phones.

You hoped you could sell it, but you felt so stiff as he stood in front of you looking at you in a way that felt far too real. His brown eyes stared, not in some voyeuristic way but it felt like years ago when the two of you would be left after your friends all went home, hanging out until the stars came out. It’s all just fake you wanted to say, but he interrupted the moment by drawing his hands up to move a strand that fell away from your face. 

“sorry, that was in the way” he cheekily spoke but before you could respond Sasha came back. Loudly speaking barely above the music she said, “I think these are coming out pretty well, but there’s another one I want to try”. 

“Yeager can you stand a little more angled out, and press your back a little closer against the wall” he moved automatically as if it was some sort of a photoshoot, “and y/n I want you right in front of him, like almost pressed up and looking back at him. I’ll just get this one quick and we should be good.”

I think Sasha meant well, but as you stepped back you felt Eren’s thighs hit against your back and you knew you were screwed. You hadn’t been this close to another man since Jean, and it felt wrong in a sense that you never would have been in this position. “Is this okay?” he asked behind you, only met with a small nod. You tried to take your mind off of it, you were a single grown woman not some teenage girl getting close to a boy for the first time. 

Posing, you moved your legs out leaning back to turn to look up at him but not graze your hips onto him. Trying to get lost in the conversations around you, you looked up freezing at how close he was to you. He stood simply looking at you, posing until someone near you ran into you and you started and nearly fell forward in the darkness. In front of you, you stumbled closing your eyes until two hands were onto your hips gripping lightly and pulling you back to help you but falling a bit back into him as his face appeared on your shoulder. Whispering into your ear, “are you okay?”

“Mmhm” you spoke, not interested in the heat that hit your face or the way his breath tickled your neck. Once more, Niccollo and Sasha returned smirking at you before she sent them over to you, Eren, and both of your PR Teams in a group chat. The two of you returned outside as your agents were on call discussing the fine details, by 11:30 pm the media rollout was getting planned out and you were off the call in the passenger seat of Eren’s car picking out the pictures you would be posting to instagram. 

Deciding that the first photo would be one of you feeling good, with your hands running down the front of your mini dress hugging on to the curves of your hips. The second was another full body picture but looking to the side and the last was a cute group photo with Sasha, Annie, and Historia all smiling and laughing in the shot. Topped off with the caption “me, myself and i”. 

To anyone scrolling would see it as a cute going out post but to fans and those who would see the gossip posts it would be proof of your outfit and being at the party that night. 

Besides you, Yeager had turned the radio on low as he decided to light up a blunt and smoked as the song “Poison” by Brent Faiyaz played. The second the song began, you quickly turned the station to another station, not wanting to have another reminder as you busied yourself by texting back your PR agents. 

“Ren” you called, “hmm” he hummed back. “They are already reaching out to a big twitter account, they won’t know it’s you yet because of the lighting in the first photo but it will make it look more natural” you said, “I think after they will drop some of the rest of the pictures”. He turned over to you, his hazy gaze looked over at you. Briefly it looked like he was glancing at your lips before he turned to take another look at your form, “sounds good f’me y/n” he finally said. 

Looking between the blunt and your face in the darkened car, the small question hung in the air over the two. Something between the both of you had changed as the other hand moved to cover your hand that rested on your thigh. It felt for once you didn’t know where you stood with him, it all felt too intimate. 

His eyebrow arched, you nodded softly in an almost sleepy state. Yeager leaned over the center console to place his right arm against your seat's headrest, barely bumping his chest against your shoulder. Passing between his fingertips, the blunt slowly raised to your waiting lips. Inhaling a bit as brown eyes met yours, waiting for a few seconds to survey your face as if in hopes of figuring something out. He patiently sat drinking up every inch of your face in the soft light from the radio and the speedometer glowed in red. Moving to take the blunt, you blew out the smoke out of your mouth and into Eren’s awaiting face. ‘Holy fuck,” he though. 

Both sat staring, as if the years of yearning hadn’t amounted to this very moment. How many nights had he been kept up staring down at the instagram pictures you posted with your ex? A younger him used to say that it should’ve been him. You were one of the first real friends Eren met before we got into the industry, way before either of the guys were signed. Yet you had always been devoted to your relationship with Jean and his feelings weren’t going to come out in some jumbled confession when you were so happy. If only he had met you sooner, maybe he could have had a chance. And now he finally might have it, if only it were all real. 

You looked up, smoke slowly licking at the sides of his face. Eren seemed to be contemplating something as he looked lost for a second, all before spitting out the words that would change everything. “can I?” he said, dumbly you replied, “can you what?”

But he didn’t hesitate to ask, “can I kiss you y/n?”

The words were stolen from your mouth, this was ‘Ren. The boy you grew to know, not someone you went out with and dated despite what Carla had implied about you too years ago. He was someone you could get his support from no matter when despite how strained your relationship became. Something was beginning to stir within you, being single now taught you a bit about independence and self dependency but deep down you knew doing this, that it wasn’t motivated but the need to “cheat” back. Instead, you wanted to explore this connection with Eren, this spark wasn’t supposed to happen but it had begun. Now in the closeness of the car, you looked up and decided you wanted to explore this giddy feeling. This feeling that told you to kiss him, and so you did despite what tomorrow morning would bring. 

A/N: can you tell from how bad my party scene is that i go to a very small college with zero party scene? like how do you write a party scene…genuinely all i have is “loud music, hot bodies”. but anways here’s this, another thing that’s been in the drafts for YEARS. idk if this will be continued at all, so no promises I’m just taking advantage of my mini motivation to write. is it yeager? jeager?

[sugutoad]

Fake Attack on Titan screenshot with my oc!

Inspired by @milkteaandanime

Original:

[iik1llz]

𝜗℘ • Hello , once more. I’m looking for an aot rp, whether it’s a ship or platonic rp. I rp oc’s and canon characters , and i’d love to have someone to roleplay my favorite ships / characters with me.

ྀི • I don’t mind nsfw / smut but i’d like if there was a plot so that way it’s not all about the nsfw. I love fluff , angst , etc.

ꔛ 𓈒 • If we were to roleplay with my oc , i’d introduce him to you first. I’d love if we started all the way back while training to be a scout.

ೀ • The ships i like will be listed below , the characters i’m most familiar in playing will be highlighted in light blue.

Eren x Mikasa , Eren x Armin , Eren x Jean

Armin x Jean , Armin x Annie.

Mikasa x Annie , Mikasa x Sasha , Mikasa x Jean.

Reiner x Eren(?) , Erwin x Levi , And your suggestions.

Please comment on this post or DM me if interested , i would appreciate if you weren’t a one liner either , i may have barely started rping but i’d like to see how to write from you.

I only RP on discord , Which is @ hquntlui1.

[wiispywitch]

“My dearest friends”🧡🌻✨

This was drawn for Tay’s birthday in May but I still love this~

[f4irycafe]

⤷ summary:" i'm not scared of lions and tigers and bears but i'm scared of loving you" - jazmine sullivan ♡

⤷ characters: eren jaeger

⤷ content warnings: black!coded reader, college au, drug use (marijuana), reader had attachment/trust issues, closed off reader, naked bodies?

⤷ wc: 745

⤷ notes: i kinda hate this but oh well :(

your heart was no longer yours, for it was currently resting in the hands of a tall green-eyed boy who seemed rather fond of it. it was his, has been for a very long time, even if you would have wished not to admit it. everytime you thought of stealing it back for yourself, he would do something so painfully good that you just told yourself, "one more week."

but one week had turned into two, three, then before you knew it two months had passed.

"and then this dicky ass kid in my 3 p.m - you're not even listening are you?" eren asked, looking over at you.

you were. you had just...gotten lost in him for a little bit. you hummed sweetly, continuing to run your nails through his hair. nails that he had recently paid for you to get done. he let his eyes grow droopy, leaning his head against your shoulder.

you raised the joint to your lips, letting it fill your lungs until you blew it out the open window. it was a rainy, lazy day in bed. wake up, light up, fuck, repeat. you couldn't even remember the last time you ate. it was just him, all day. you had stopped bothering to get back into clothes rounds ago, content to feel free and at peace with each other.

"gimmie," eren whispered as he lowered his head to your hands. you pressed the joint to his lips as he took it from you, blowing smoke out the window just as you had.

"you gotta stop doing that." he said after a bit.

"doing what?"

"zoning out on my face when i'm talking to you." you clenched your jaw in an effort not to let it drop to the ground.

"i do not -"

"it's okay. i'd stare at me all day too."

"you're stupid," you said after a few seconds of silence, snatching the joint back into your hands as you pouted.

"for real tho, wassup with that."

"what? i can't stare at you"

"you can, just not in a way you do." this boy was infuriating.

"and how, exactly do i stare to you mr. jaeger."

"you stare at me like you love me." he had taken the blunt back and anxiously hit it, turning his head after he spoke, too much of a coward to see the look on your face.

boys sucked. men sucked. dating sucked. but not eren. eren was sweet, eren asked if he could kiss you, eren bought flowers for your mother, eren pushes you to be better. he does all the right things, and when he doesn't he apologizes in the right way. he fucked you until you saw stars and ascended to higher dimensions, and he held you when you came down from those heavenly highs.

eren loved you.

and you knew that, of course you knew it. which was what made you mad. you kept giving him subtle opportunities to leave, unveiling your personality one wall at a time. and he just kept coming and coming, crashing through them all until he only had one left to conquer. he was like a little puppy, following you around wagging that big fat tail of his. sometimes when he got excited, you swore it wiggled.

and you loved eren. you loved him in a way that scared you because you'd never experienced that kind of love before. it felt like waves crashing all at once in your body, pulling you further down until his soul had you just where it wanted you.

you held his heart just as delicately as he did yours.

you didn't throw around the word casually. when you said it, you said it which each muscle in your body, each cell. and you were scared that if you took that step, said those three words, let it all out, that something bad would happen.

but that wouldn't happen with eren. he was the protector of your heart, and there wasn't much he wouldn't do to keep it safe.

"i do." you said, allowing your battling thought to quiet.

"you do what?" he asked, suddenly closr to you than he had been a second ago.

"i do lo-hmph," you paused, the words literally painful in your mouth. he laughed and pulled away from his face. shit head.

"i do love you, eren." he smiled, connecting your lips briefly, his hand coming up to massage your throat gently.

"i know you do angel," he said. "wanted to hear you say it for me, just once."

elles ramblings: i feel like i didn't match the vibe the way i wanted to. so maybe I'll do a part 2? or just a different version?

[ameagrice]

Ice, Ice, Baby

in which, during that time of the month, you lay awake at night craving ice and coffee, prompting eren to take you for a late night drive.

eren jaeger x fem reader.

You sighed for what felt like the millionth time, rolling over in bed once more. Painkillers had done their job. The cereal before bed had done its, too. Eren holding your hand loosely, stretched out across the bed, had done its job in helping you relax in your own sort of space. But there was just one thing keeping you up, so desperate you could have cried. It made you restless, and was beginning to get frustrating.

Cravings.

Breath exhaled from your mouth in one deep intake and one sharp exhale. Eren sighed slowly, and you paused, worried you’d woken him. You hadn’t even thought about how your restlessness might have interrupted his sleep, too.

“I love you,” he muttered groggily. “But please go to sleep.”

“I’d love to,” you whispered back, facing him in the dark. “Just can’t.”

“Why?”

“Cravings.” You felt yourself growing agitated.

Neither of you had been in bed for long, an hour at most. Even then you’d only gone up at eight o’clock, him tired from work and cold from the night air, you from fatigue. At latest, you thought it might have been approaching ten o’clock.

Rolling over onto his back, you heard him take a tiny breath of air. You could imagine him as he always lay; bed covers just over his stomach, toned arms laying gently there too, eyes closed. “What are you craving, then?”

Even speaking the word almost made your teeth itch. “Ice. The crushed kind that you can chew easily.”

“You want to sit and eat ice? At this time of night?” Humour rang in his tone, and you frowned. “You’re not pregnant, right?”

“Yes, I want to sit and eat ice. And coffee. Cold coffee. You don’t get it, Eren—”

He chuckled under his breath, and you felt the bed shift. “Come on, then.”

The sudden flicking on off the lamp on Eren’s bedside table made you squint your eyes in sudden shock, trying to adjust. You observed him pushing the covers back, feet on the floor, rubbing his eyes. Your own exhausted ones followed his movements, walking to the dresser across the room to take out a pair of sweatpants and a tee. He threw you the loose yoga pants and hooded sweater you’d left on top of the dresser.

Sitting up, you wondered aloud, “Where are we going?”

His eyes couldn’t have been more tired, or his movements more sluggish, but the gentle look on his face, the careful hands pulling your hoodie down for you when you just couldn’t be bothered—avoiding the aching parts, ahem—it at all told you he didn’t mind. Or maybe he just wanted to get some sleep, and he couldn’t do that with you tossing and turning for ice.

“To get iced coffee.”

The good thing about living in a booming city was that it never slept. While you’d been settled in bed for an hour and a half now, there were people just on their way home from work, or out driving, or drinking in bars. Of course it wasn’t as busy as it always was during the daytime, but it wasn’t far off it.

Luckily for you, this meant grocery stores were open, and coffee chains, too.

Pulling up outside the Starbucks coffee house, Eren parked up and the two of you exited the car, your eyes practically lighting up at the sight of the lights and warm decor of the building. But the crave for coffee wouldn’t settle until it was actually in your system.

Warm air and the smell of coffee beans hit your senses the second you pushed open the door, your boyfriend close behind. As if in a dream, Eren guided you to the counter. An iced latte, no syrup or add-ins, just pure, cold coffee to go. Eren had a cake pop and a hot chocolate. And you paid halves.

“You wanna sit in?” He asked, nodding to a small corner over by a window where you could see the car in the distance. Yes was on the edge of your tongue, but upon taking a second glance at Eren, you ran your eyes along the circles beginning to darken around his own eyes, and you shook your head consequently. “Alright. Bag of ice, next?”

You nodded firmly. “Bag of ice, it is.”

Buckled in, Eren took brief sips of his drink as he drove with one hand. Despite doing all this, he looked calm, even when you apologised.

“Not like you can help it, really, right?” He shrugged. “I wouldn’t fancy bleeding from my—”

And, well, you get the gist of how the conversation went.

The two of you practically rushed around the store in search of ice, finding it at the very back and bottom of a freezer, a small pack charged for €4.50. As if in a tv show to win prizes, you slammed it on the counter with a tight smile, paid for it by card, and dashed with Eren back out to your car.

Coffee in one hand, ice in your lap, you took your first ravenous sip.

You sighed, with pure bliss this time. “Oh my God.”

“Good?”

“Amazing.”

“Feeling better?” He grinned.

You nodded along, gulping it down. “So much. You’re a lifesaver.”

The familiar turns in the road told you, even with your eyes closed, knees to your chest, sipping iced coffee, that you were home. In the kitchen, you smashed apart pieces of ice, even going as far as to take a tiny bowl up with you just in case, munching ice even as you pulled the covers over yourselves.

The bowl emptied.

The cup rattled with lightness.

And your senses were settled.

Head on his shoulder, you pressed a kiss to Eren’s arm. And you whispered with care, “You’re the best.”

[mymelodyjaeger]

Little Eren thought:

Where reader is a member of the Tybur family and hobo! Eren pretends to be a servant who works for them only to betray and murder Willy but it only ends with Eren and reader falling madly in love and running away together to Paradis.

Yes, I watched The Handmaiden and I'm obsessed with the concept.

Credits to the Eren's fanart to @_fusker on ig.

[rrenzwrld]

something in my heart

eren has been in an arranged marriage with zinnia for a year but he doesn’t pay her any attention or treats her with respect. she doesn’t even know if eren loves her but she loves him.

eren fic is here <3 + meet my oc zinnia!

lil angst i think but that’s okay.. enjoy! (lowercase is intentional)

song inspo below!

“why don’t you just leave him girl?” senna said to her friend. she would, but the only thing about it was that she was in this unbearable marriage for a reason. as long as she stayed married to this man, her family would be secured with 200k a month. 200k a month could do a lot for her family. it could buy them a new house, things that they want and her brother was a senior that year so it would be more than enough to send him to college or do anything he wanted to do. zinnia was doing this for family and that kept her going.

“i cant..” nobody knew of her reasoning but her, her family and eren and his family.

“why? if it’s for money, i don’t blame you. but is it really worth it if you gotta go through all this?” senna’s words stuck all the way until she got home that day.

she got home from her outing at 3pm and didn’t expect eren to be home until later. much later. he didn’t care enough to be home early so she went ahead and made dinner for herself because for the past year she’s been making dinner for the both of them and he never got home in time enough for it to be hot when she made it. so that was one less thing she’d continue to waste her time on.

after eating dinner, zinnia sat down and watched something on tv. she looked all around as she sat in this big house with no one in it but her. it got lonely sometimes when she’d lay in the bed at night holding onto herself knowing that she was married but it felt like she wasn’t. she grew up watching the family dynamic that her parents made for her and vowed to herself that she’d marry into a love like that one day. obviously this was not what she expected.

at about 2am, zinnia was nearly sound asleep when the door to the bedroom opened and the light turned on. she sat up in the bed, rubbing her eyes from the sudden blinding.

“eren?” he didn’t say anything to her as he opened his drawer for a pair of boxers and other stuff he needed for a shower. but he didn’t use the bathroom that was already in the master bedroom, he went to another part of the house to use one of his other showers. didn’t even turn the light off.. zinnia got up out her comfortability to flick the lights off. once she got back in bed, tears threatened to fall from her face as she glanced at the empty space on the bed beside her. she began to play things back and thought about what she had done to deserve such treatment or what she could do to make him love her. it’s only been a year but the few times that her husband was not a total asshole, she grew to love him. she just wished he could say the same.

[ichijager13]

Happy Birthday, my Love

Something short for our boy’s birthday 

“Eren”. You called the sleeping man. “Wake up, honey”. This time you were met with a deep groan. You carefully set the mini cake on the nightstand before sitting on your side of the bed. “Come on, lazy boy”. You placed a light peck on his shoulder. “Rise and shine”. You rose your voice a bit while stroking his hair. His first lecture starts in two hours, and he had to wake up now if he wants to be on time. “Ten more minutes”. He mumbled half asleep before burying his face in your pillow. “You will be late for your lecture”. You replayed, scattering kisses here and there. instead of waking up, he wrapped his arms around your hips scooping you closer to him. Your failed attempt to stifle your laughter made a breathy chuckle escape from him. He was pressing you so tight against his chest you could feel the vibration echoing in yours. “I was planning to escape anyway”. He whispered; face nuzzled in the crook of your neck. “No, you are not… Wake up… Come on Eren…”. Your words were interrupted by moans caused by his wet kisses. Enjoying the reaction, he dipped his canines in your pulse point. The feeling of his tongue pressed against your skin and his teeth made your eyes roll to the back of your head. “Yes, I will”. He breathed; pulling you into a languorous kiss. “Happy birthday, my love”. You spoke against his lips. And as you were pulled by gravity you pressed your lips to his for another kiss. Your hands were now buried in his hair as he placed himself above you. The kiss became more passionate, earning another moan from you. One of your hands rested against the back of his neck, tilting his head to deepen the kiss. “What’s that on your nightstand?” In addition to being raspy, his voice was now breathy. Propping yourself on your elbows; you noticed the cake you made this morning. “My lover’s birthday cake”. You hummed; pressing more kisses along his throat and up across his jawline. “When…”. You yanked him closer devouring his lips. “This morning, I woke up early and baked it”. You answered out of breath. He pulled you into his lap; caressing your face. “Thank you, love”. “You are welcome”. You breathed, nose brushing and a slow smile making its way across his lips. “I love you”. You followed before nestling your face in his chest. You remained like this for ten more minutes before you felt him moving with his arms still around you. You shot him a puzzled look. “We should eat the cake before the frosting melts”. He pointed and you nodded.

[allicentsallure]

Eren and Esther .

@terriblyvexed I am literally obsessed with your fic im in shambles 😭😭

[sugutoad]

pastel sunrise & fireflies.

Afsjdikdmdju Thank you so much for asking Kame! Originally reblogged for fun but I love my ocs. This isn’t necessarily going to be with me but rather self inserts for jjk and aot! 

pastel sunrise: what was your f/o's first impression of you? yours?

Eren Yeager x Aurora Corbin: They met each other on the first day of 104th cadet and Eren’s first impression on Aurora wasn’t the finest. He knew her and her brother, Louis, slightly since the Corbin family were an esteemed noble family. So upon first glance at her, he assumed she would be spoiled, since well. He grew up in the part of Paradis that was closest to titans while she grew up safe and secure in her house. Aurora, on the other hand, was interested in him. Well, his story at least and his hatred for Titan. But in reality, she just pitied him. But don’t worry, they became friends soon.

fireflies: how do you light up your f/o's life?

Toji Zenin x Kamiko Sumeragi: Everything she does. He could literally be having a crappy day and she would smile in his way and boom! Ok ok.. but perhaps it’s her rosy view of the world. From his little grumpy mood, she is the opposite. Always smiling, seeing the best in everything and doing things for others. He would wake up after a mission, dragging himself to the kitchen because he is exhausted but when he sees Kamiko making breakfast for him and the kids, his exhaustion is gone and he falls in love again.