Okay, so as of literally today this account is active once more. As some of you know I made a new account @witchofhimring because after a few weeks I assumed they would never solve the issue. And then vola, I am no longer shadowbanned. So here's what's gonna happen. I will finish up "From Green to Blue" and "I wish I could be Stronger" on this account. Then I will be moving my focus to my new account. My AOT masterlist will remain on this channel, but will not be updated afterwards. So consider this my AOT chanel that will be out of date. @witchofhimring will also have my AOT masterlist on it.
I will be redoing I wish I could be stronger on @witchofhimring instead of this one (@blueroses789). It will take several months but I feel my writing style has changed and this story needs editing. Thank you for your patients.😊
So I have been absent from this account for a while and my stories remain unfinished. While I will keep this account up I am no longer active at @blueroses789. For From Green to Blue I will be redoing it as I did not plan the story ahead of time. It will take a few months but I will be redoing this story on @witchofhimring.
This is a character prophile for my series "The Empress Strikes Back"
Age:
24 (prologue)
27 (chapter 1)
Status: Empress of the Western Empire
Family:
Emperor Heinrey (husband) Lari Arianna Lazlo (daughter) Violet Christina Lazlo (daughter)*1 Kai Ferdinand Lazlo (son) Kosair Lilder Torvi (brother) Mastas Violet (sister in law) Alexis Henry Torvi (nephew) *2 Marcel Louis Torvi (nephew)*3 Julius Marcus Torvi (nephew)*4 Duke Torvi (mother)*5 Duchess Torvi (father)*6 Wharton 3rd (brother in law) Mckenna (cousin in law) Mastas Violet (sister in law) Kristina Zemensia (sister in law)
The reader decides to finally take control of her own life.
Chapter 22: Moving on
Next chapter: tba
Warnings:
Angst
Smut
Mental health crisis
MDNI: 18 plus
It was uncomfortably hot in here. You checked the heater and turned in down. After a while you checked it again. Taking off your sweater you turned on a fan and laid down. Sweat poured down your forehead and still nothing helped. You touched your belly when an abrupt kick was delivered to your belly. You sat up. Oh. Another kick and you knew it was not the imagination. You played your hand and the tiniest little imprint pressed into your palm. Where you truly just doing this for the baby? You knew all feelings for Eren had long since evaporated. Into what, you were not sure. Apathy? Well, who truly knows.
You stood up with some difficulty and walked over to the bed. Staring at the ceiling you remembered all those times you lay there in absolute agony. Maybe it was a relief to finally feel nothing. Surely better then crying and turning into a bitter, vengeful woman just like your mother.
What were you turning into? That had not been decided yet. You had no plans beyond living and having this baby. That was it. You wondered what your mothers plans had been. Had she wanted to achieve something or had her loathing of you consumed her? You had never asked her these questions. She was so closed off to you. What if you became closed off? Would your apathy, if that is what it truly was, harden your heart towards your childs suffering? And what about you. Why was it you who had to suffer like this?! You doubted these past few months had been as horrible for Eren and Hannah as it had been for you.
Sparks of anger bloomed in your chest. This was fucking ridiculous! Why did everyone in your life get a say but you! Why did you let them?! You stood up and started to pace. You had lost so much of yourself due to so many people. You loved to draw and edit stories, when was the last time you had even been able to do that? You couldn't even remember your mother having hobbies. Whether she gave them up or not didn't really matter, because there was one thing you could do now.
The phone rang. You heard your mothers clipped tone on the other end. Your hands shook with the anticipation of what you were about to do. While there had been periods of no contact it had never been like this. Nothing like what you were about to do. "Mother. I am calling to tell you that I will cease contact with you." "What!?" You could hear her shriek's. But she wasn't here to control you. She was just some bitter old woman living in some rundown apartment in a shitty little town no one cared about. She was nothing. 'You heard me, so please lose my number." And then you hung up. That was it. No final words, heartfelt discussion or reveals. This was it and you were ready to move on.
The emotional drainage came about two hours later after the high wore off. You now were slumped on the couch. Your chest hurt with every beat of the heart. All the lights were turned off, the whirling ceiling fan above being the only noise. You were plunged into complete darkness, which was a blessing. If anything happened to disturb this brief peace.
And then it broke. Eren had finally come home. The sudden hallway light startled you. Blinking all you did was sit there. "Hey." Eren walked towards you, setting his bag down. He takes in your appearance, messy hair, skin off tint, eyes glazed staring ahead. He walked forward and placed a hand on your shoulder.
You snapped. It became too much. You couldn't take it anymore. Tears broke free, months of anger, resentment, pain and stress poured out of you. Eren was trying to say something to you openly sobbed, unable to stop, but you heard nothing. You wanted out of here. This place was full of dark memories and you no longer wanted to be here. Neither did your baby deserve this. A baby deserved to grow up in a warm, safe house. This was not the place.
Eren was kneeling before you. He looked like he wanted to touch you but was hesitant. He waited until the tears subsided. You were still shaking, a hiccup leaving you as your breathing leveled. Cold hands brushed the tears from your eyes in an effort to calm yourself down. "Y/n-" "I can't do this anymore." His mouth opened slightly, just a bit. But nothing came out. Then, he cupped your hands and held them.
"I understand."
Eren called his mother. You had enough money for a hotel but was too tired to reject the offer of Carla's hospitality. Eren helped you pack up. He did nothing to disway you from leaving. Maybe at one time that might have hurt. It certainly did last time. All your bags were at the door. Now all you could do was wait for Carla. You stood by the door while Eren sat on the ground, back pressed against the wall. Your phone rang. "Hello? Hi Carla." You nodded as Carla told you that Zeke and Grisha were going to help you get your things downstairs. You thanked her and hung up. "Alright. Grisha and Zeke will be up in a minute." You made to turn the door nob. "Wait." His voice sounded physically heavy. Like he wanted to get out long held back words. And yet there was fear in his voice, as if these words would hurt him. Last time you left his eyes were a dull forest green. Now they were different. When had they changed? All your memories had Eren with emotionless green eyes that seemed to graze over you. Though as of late you couldn't be sure.
His bright eyes seemed to be looking into your soul. He stood and and walked towards you. Maybe you would have stepped back, but something inside you said "stay". "I am so sorry. For everything." It was like something lifted from your chest. A warmth spread through your body when you realized Eren meant every word. "I know there is nothing I can do to make it up to you. I've been horrible to you and there is no excuse for that. You did nothing to warrant me leaving you like that." You tried not to cry. It was suddenly so easy to breath. But Eren still wasn't done. "I love you. And I don't know if I ever stopped. And I know you once did too. I just want you to know this wasn't your fault and I will no anything to make sure you are happy. So please, do what is best for you."
And with that, you could finally let go of Eren Yeager.
Note: This story is almost done, maybe three more chapters and an epilogue left. This one was fairly short but I am satisfied. It was nice to finally write Y/n finally let go of him. As for readers mother I considered making the interaction far more dramatic. But I felt it would be far more satisfying if Y/n simply brushed her off and left her in the past.
Navier could not believe it. Or rather, Navier had briefly let her guard down and thought Rashta would have some common decency . But no, Rashta did as Rashta does. At Princess Violets birth celebration, an event Navier had tediously toiled over for months, Rashta strided in with her dress straps being let lose at the belly. Now Navier knew why Rashta had accepted the invitation. Not because she had let bygones be bygones, but pure spite. She was far from the time where she would need to make the dresses larger to fit a growing belly. There was only one reason Rashta had done this.
Navier felt her hands begin to shake. This was just like that time back in the Imperial garden when Rashta had dared lay a hand on her. Even now she dared. Only this time Navier would not stand by silently as Rashta took her life again. No. This time, Navier would fight fire with fire.
With an elegant swish of her dress, Navier took to the stage.
An alternative universe where Rashta finds out Duke Ergi's true intentions and has him killed. This changes that paths of everyone, including Empress Navier. A wife, sovereign and new mother Navier must chart this new course into a deadlier direction. And new challenges create new opportunities, even perhaps the chance to take everything for herself.
Chapter summary:
Navier gives birth to her third child and has yet another reason to fight. Her fight is not just with Empress Rashta, but her own tempest of emotions.
Warnings: Mentions of infidelity, infertility, postpartum depression, and graphic depictions of childbirth.
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Navier felt like her body was being split in two. Hideous cramps wracked her body as it took every ounce of her to not just fall apart. Heinly's hand gripping her was the only thing she was aware of. "You're doing so well, its almost over." There was a metallic taste in her mouth from her cries. Someone placed their cold hands between their hands between her legs. In a panic she tried to close them. But against her will they held her open like malicious contraptions. Navier thought she saw a wisp of red hair go past her, though she couldn't be sure. "What do you mean the baby is the wrong way?" Despite her delirious state Navier knew what does words meant. The troubles of childbirth had always been impressed on her, but for some reason Navier never thought that it would happen to her. "No, no!" The thin veneer of composure precariously held up by sheer will crumbled. All the air was gone from her and she could barely breath. Heinly's grip tightened and instead of it being comforting it was terrifying.
The agony she felt next caused her to nearly double up. Someone was reaching up inside of her. It felt like they were trying to tear her organs out. She couldn't even scream when they were trying to turn the baby. Instead she wretched and shook lika sick house cat. It went on and on, a never-ending cycle of pain. By the time their hands were out Navier was unable to move. Voices were flitting about but she could not make them out. Heinly's arm went around her shoulder. "Just push." His voice was a shaky as she felt. "I-" She wanted to protest. "It'll all be over after this." He promised.
Then, summoning a strength she never knew she had, Navier pushed down. Again and again she pushed through and finally, finally, a great pressure was alleviated as the baby left her body. She cried with relief, falling back into Heinly's arms. Everything after that was a blur, the placenta passing through her easily. She was cleaned off with lukewarm water, changed and examined for any signs of injury. It was a blessed relief when they finally let her back into bed.
Navier couldn't feel her body when she woke up. The warm duvets made her feel like she was in a warm nest. Her mind was blank, no real thoughts running through her mind. Just her surroundings and the dull throbbing between her legs and uterus. Unbidden tears welled up in her eyes. She wasn't even sad but her body did not bend to her will. A flood of emotions came forth without the mental anguish. Cold hands touched her hot face. Navier's eyes fluttered open to see her husband standing above. He wiped the tears from her lashes. "Navier?!" The anxiety in Heinly's voice made her want to disappear. She simply closed her eyes and exhaustion overtook her.
It was dark when she woke up. Navier was not in as much discomfort so she rolled over. With unsteady arms she hauled herself up. The only light came from the fireplace at the other end of the large room. That was when she noticed Heinly sleeping in a chair by the fireplace. She tried to get up but collapsed into the pillows. She cried out and Heinly was startle out of his sleep. He ran to her side. "Navier, I'm so sorry!" Navier shook her head. Any poignant emotion of this frantic nature was too much for her right now. Like a hit puppy Heinly shrunk back. She felt so guilty at that moment but her body went cold. Her belly clenched so fiercely that Navier could only curl up on the sheets. "Should I send for the physician?" Henily looked ready to freak out. All it did was serve to make Navier feel worse. "No. Just stay." Even if she could not voice her torment, Navier did not dismiss the physical comfort Heinly could bring. Without a word he settled in beside her, arms reaching out. Navier allows him to, her back against his front. She could not bear to see the look on his face.
"Look how precious she is?" Laura cooed, enraptured by the infant soundly sleeping in her crib. Navier sat beside her newborn daughter, christened Violet after her new aunt. Violet Christina Lazlo, second Princess of the Western Empire. She had done what many had thought impossible. Have not only one, not two, but three children. That was more than could be said for her "virile" husband who had only so far sired one daughter. Although Navier had heard rumors that Rashta was pregnant again.
"Where is my niece!" A booming voice burst into the room startling just about everyone. Mastas Violet Trovi was quicker than even her rambunctious husband. Navier was use to her enthusiasm and but not begrudge her this chance to fawn over a niece. Mastas have a quick curtsy to the Empress and then descended on the baby, a ridiculous number of stuffed rabbits in hand. "I am sorry sister but we were not sure which stuffed toy to buy, so we got them all." Kosair gave his sister a chaste but affectionate kiss on the cheek. Navier weakly smiled at him. "Are you well?" He inquired. His fussing gave Navier the same aching feeling in her belly as when Heinly did. "It is nothing, I am simply tired from my ordeal." It was not a lie, although she was tired in body as well as spirit. "Are you sure?' Kosair gave his sister the look only an elder brother could give when he suspected his sibling of a falsehood. Navier took on of his hands in hers. "I promise." Sometimes the façade she put on truly was a curse.
Navier knew it was wrong to resent Mastas as she did now. Hef sister in law had been nothing but devoted to both mother and daughter and yet there was this resentment crawling under Navier's skin live vines. It was different from when Rashta occupied Sovieshu's attention. This one was hot, unlike the cool resentment that had become so common in her first marriage. And the worst part was she felt there was no one to blame but herself. She knew she loved her daughter. But over the past month Navier realized there was something missing. While that maternal feeling was still there it was like a burning ember compared to the flame she felt for Lari and Kai. "You truly are a terrifying woman." The words came at her like a deep sea creature rising from the depths. Those words had stung her more than she cared to admit. Now, even years later, she wondered if it was true. If she could not even love her own baby when how could she be a woman? Only the darkest of women ever hardened their hearts towards a child, especially their own.
So here she was, standing from the sidelines watching Mastas playing with the baby. Heinly, who sat beside her, held Navier's hand. "Penny for your thoughts?" He had taken to asking her this question more frequently than usual. She watched Mastas blow a rasberry, the baby devolving into giggles. "I'm just tired." Her stomach twinged. "Mastas's seems to love the baby." Heinly looked proudly on his own little family, Mastas carring around Violet, Kai eagerly trotting at her heals, Kosair speaking with their parents and Lair watching the baby. Navier knew that Heinly had always wanted a large family, as he had little of that in his childhood. "Will I truly take this away from him?" What if she was the reason this new family fell apart? Would she, could she, be responsible for this?
Kosair was watching towards them, a large elated grin on his face. Navier noticed her parents in the distance whispering excitedly to themselves. "Sister...brother (Heinly's been waiting ages for this), I have some exciting new." Both waited. "Mastas is pregnant." Heinly leapt to his feet and clapped his brother in law on the back. "Congratulations! We are so happy for you!" While her brother and husband celebrated, all Navier could think of was how much better of a mother Mastas would be.
Note: The Last White Rose by Alison Weir was my inspiration for Navier's emotions. After Elizabeth of York gives birth the Arthur she feels guilty for loving him as she felt she should. Obviously Navier suffers from post partum depression here, not helped by the fact that she is not good at letting her emotions show. Hence why she rejects Heinly's help. Next chapter we will focus on the political side of things.
About the changes. You will notice that Navier's character arc has taken a darker turn from the original story. This will be fully explored in the next chapter. We will also see Rashta and Sovieshu soon. Also, this story takes place a year after the prologue.
An alternative universe where Rashta finds out Duke Ergi's true intentions and has him executed. This changes that paths of everyone, including Empress Navier. A wife, sovereign and new mother Navier must chart this new course into a deadlier direction. And new challenges create new opportunities, even perhaps the chance to take everything for herself.
Extract:
"A woman could never rule in her own right. It is simply the order of things." It was one of the first things Navier remembered being told. Despite her abilities eclipsing that of her brother and husband she was seen as no more than their shadow. Would they ever see her as more?
An alternative universe where Rashta finds out Duke Ergi's true intentions and has him killed. This changes that paths of everyone, including Empress Navier. A wife, sovereign and new mother Navier must chart this new course into a deadlier direction. And new challenges create new opportunities, even perhaps the chance to take everything for herself.
Chapter summary:
After the birth of her children Navier struggles with long suppressed emotions long since buried
Warnings: Mentions of infidelity, infertility and postpartum depression.
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Her body still ached from the act of labor. She still bled slightly and her pelvis had never ached so much. But looking at the two babies by her bedside made it all worth it. She honestly never thought this was possible. To have both a loving husband and not one but two beautiful children. Even though the doctor told her to rest, Navier could not resist getting up and peering over her baby's cribs.
“Like a pair of baby angels.” She thought. To her they were the two most beautiful babies in the world. Though she supposed they looked so lovely to her because most mothers felt that way about their babies. She remembered once asking her mother what it felt like to have a baby.
“It is like seeing the most precious thing in the world and knowing you would do anything to protect them.” Navier knew that was what mattered. Her children would always be the most beautiful things to her. A year ago at the cold Eastern court Navier would have never thought she could have this. A loving husband and lovely children. The baby closer to the window let out a little whimper and Navier immediately stroked their soft, fuzzy hair.
“Hello my love.” She cooed. The baby made a gentle gurgling noise that sounded happy, at least Navier though so, and opened a pair of amethyst purple eyes. Kai’s eyes were now wide open and he squirmed in his wrappings. Carefully, Navier picked her son up. It still made her so nervous and giddy at the same time. If this was a dream then she did not want to wake up.
She tried her best not to wake her husband up. Slipping out of bed she tip toed across the carpeted floor. Navier stepped out onto the balcony. It gave her a look of the garden below. The moon was high in the sky allowing Navier to see everything despite it being night. The tree leaves rustled in the light wind and fireflies darted between branches. Once very long ago her mother told Navier that fireflies represented the small, little things in life that matter.
What had mattered to her most in life. Navier had never truly been allowed to be Navier. At least not since before her marriage. All that had mattered was being a "perfect empress". In every way she had been the perfect wife to Sovieshu, losing herself completely in the role. "But if you and his majesty were to be divorced, you would no longer be an Empress. I fear that you may have a breakdown if that happens." Those words Kaufman had said, and it felt so long ago, had resonated with her as of late. Where would she be if Heinly had not come to her rescue. Even now as an Empress and mother the thought still haunted her.
She would never feel safe.
"Your majesty." Laura gently shook her mistress awake. Heavily Navier rolled over to find her ladies standing beside her bed, grim looks on their faces. Immediately that familiar knot of anxiety tie itself deep in her belly. "What has happened." Laura looked from Mastas and back. "I think its best that you come down to the throne room." Navier looked to the other side of her bed and realized Heinly was not there. This only made the anxiety worse. But as usual Navier bottled her fear and pushed them deep down. Some things truly had not changed.
Navier entered the chambers dressed in blue, which she was partial to these days. Flanked by her ladies Navier made her way to the throne. Heinly, although looking at Mckenna, took her hand and pressed a chaste but loving kiss to it. Navier had to try and not look too much like a lovestruck girl. It occurred to her that Sovieshu had never been this warm towards her. "My Lord, if you could repeat what you have just said to my wife." Heinly's voice was oddly clipped. Mckenna did a little bow in the empresses direction. "Your majest. Lord Ergi was found dead in his room. We do not know how death occured, only that he went without fuss in the middle of the night." Mckenna looked ill at ease. "With blood on his lips." Heinly gritted. Navier looked between her husband and her cousin. "Are you insinuating that the cause was the result of foul play?" She knew the answer. "Likely, your majesty." Navier leaned back into her chair, suddenly very tired. She wondered if it was Rashta. For a while now Navier had suspected that Ergi was in league with her husband, even if it had never been confirmed. "You are dismissed." Heinly ordered. Mckenna did one final bow and then left.
"Do you think it was that woman?" Navier and Heinly were alone now in their marital chambers. "Yes." Heinly threw his gloves on the bed. Nvier wanted to offer some comfort. But she wasn't sure if Heinly had ever truly been friends with the Duke. And besides, she would rather not think about that. "We will need to do something about Rashta." Navier reclined on an armchair by the fireplace. "And that damned Emperor." Heinly's eyes flashed dangerously. Despite Navier having left her previous husband well behind she was under no illusions, that Heinly still hated Sovieshu. "I don't think so." "Truly?" "It's not like him. If it were him then Sovieshu would have made it public. It is more like Rashta to be sneaky." Navier looked into the fireplace, flames dancing upon the charred logs. Yes. It was just like Rashta to do something like this. Poison was the most likely weapon. But why? Ergi had supposedly been Heinly's friend. But he also made an alliance with Rashta. She guessed it had all been a ruse by the Duke. Get Rashta's support and then stab her in the back. Which meant that......
Navier turned away and took a gulp of wine.
Heinly and Navier took to sitting at the head of the table. Along with several lords were Koshair, Sir April and others. "Our man on the inside has been killed. Murdered by the Empress Rashta." There was muttering amongst the lords. "Your majesty, is there any proof?" Heinly gave the lord such a look that the lord paled and shrank back into his seat.He then pulled out a roll of parchment. "Here I have the results of Duke Ergi's body. Poison was indeed detected." This time it was not just muttering, but the beginnings of very real anger. Anger that Navier too felt. Rashta was still a constant specter that haunted her. Even in the Western Empire she did not feel save. And she was sick of it.
"I say, that we move to take down the Eastern Empire." Silence. Navier looked over to see her brother smirk. "But is this wise?" Another lord contested. "Is it wise to leave your Emperor and Empress vulnerable? Have we not seen the way in which the whore schemes? Do you think she will not spread her wed wider given the chance. And look what she has done to the easy. What if those ideas spread here?" This convinced the lords. But there was just once question. "Then who will sit on the throne?" Heinly stood up. "I. I will be Emperor of the east and west." They all looked to him. Navier did not like war. And however she had been treated she wished no ill will on the country she once lived. But enough was enough.
And so that day Navier, declared war.
Note:
This prologue takes place just after the birth of Glorym.
Aftercare: Sex usually happens at the end of the day so Eren will fall asleep beside you. Sometimes the two of you will bathe afterwards. He likes to brush your hair afterwards. He either has you lying on his chest or spoon you from behind. Its really comforting.
His hands wrapped themselves around your waist, pulling you close. Eren you hear the sound of your breathing, slow, relaxed, calming. He pressed a kiss to your recently brushed hair. It was rare to feel at ease, but he would cherish every moment of it. He snuggled closer and gave Y/n one last kiss. He slept well that night.
Body part:
For him, Eren loves his abs. After being seen as this scrawny little brat for so long (he kinda was, Mikasa would tell you that) so he is supper proud of how far he has come. Sometimes when he thinks no one but you is looking Eren likes to show off to you. During sex he likes it when you drag your nails across his stomach and plant hickey kisses downwards (because he knows what that leads to(¬‿¬))
There was a slight blush on Eren's face as Y/n's fingers ran down his chest. A small smile made its way onto his face. It pleased him that you found him so attractive. "Its too bad the uniform requires us to wear a shirt." Y/n leaned down to plant hickeys on the sides. She eventually reached his face and Eren's hand tangled itself into her hair. He moaned as her hands felt up his body.
On you, he likes your breasts, regardless of size. They're so sensitive and only he gets to see them.
"Ah!" Your breaths came out in huffs as his fingers pinched your nipples. Eren was careful to not hurt you, applying just the amount that gave you pleasure. Your hands tangled themselves in his hair and legs wrapped around his waist. Pinned up against the wall, Eren's hands were holding you up, one slipping up your back and the other with a grip on your thigh.
Cum:
He likes to cum inside of you for cleanliness sake. Either mouth or vagina. He's very fastidious when it comes to making sure nothing was too messy. He makes sure you are alright and will probably clean both of you off unless there is another round.
The cool cloth crushed against your nether regions and you have a short gasp. "Sorry." He whispered. Your hands stroked his brown hair as he finished cleaning you.
Dirty secret:
Anal. It makes him feel embarrassed and this urge is mostly kept private. He's just really curious about what it feels like.
His dick disappeared into your pussy. Despite doing this countless of times before the sensation of you enveloping him was always as euphoric as it was the first time. His hands inched towards your bottom when his eyes fell on your other hole. Curiously, a thumb traced the edges. The moan that broke free from Y/n caused his penis to harden more than it already was. He gulped.
Experience:
None beforehand. Eren isn't really someone who sleeps around lot.
Nervously Eren stood before you. Hands gently worshiped every inch of his sculped chest. The tip of Y/n's delicate fingernails made Eren shiver with euphoria. He wasn't a stranger to the feeling pleasure, but it had never been as strong as this. A fist could only do so much. Y/n's lips curled into a smile and kissed the tip of his hear. "Relax, let me take care of you."
Favorite position:
He has a lot. But if he had to chose then it could be when you lay down on your stomach with him on top. Its comfortable and allows him to press down your spine. It lets him fuck into you easily while feeling peak pleasure.
Eren's mouth peppered kisses on your shoulder made you giggle. A smile broke Eren's face with the sweet look that broke out over your face. Adoringly Eren kissed you on the lips while picking up the pace. "Y/n." It came out of him as a sigh. Y/n tightened around him and reached up to tangle a hand in his hair, pulling him down into a kiss. Eren came soon after.
Goofy:
Serious. He sees sex as a personal time to show him how much he loves you. So being goofy kind of ruins the affect.
Hair:
Nothing too extreme. He will trim it every now and then for your comfort when you go down.
Intimacy:
Eren is fairly intimate when it is just the two of you. All he wants is to have a moment of piece, away from this horrible war. He knows that his time with you is limited and he wants you to know he loves you. He likes to make eye contact, as they say, eyes are the windows to the soul. He wants to remember these moments because they will not last forever.
His fingers gripped your chin gently, tilting your head to come face to face. His green eyes gazed into your e/c ones. A thumb wiped a tear of ecstasy from your damp lashes. "Please." Your hands grip his back in an effort to gain more pleasure. You held each other close. He could hear the beat of your heart against his skin. Proof that you were still alive. And as Eren finished buried deep within you, he swore it would stay that way.
Jack Off:
Not really. I don't see Eren as overly sexual or having an over riding desire to release unless you are there with him. As mentioned earlier Eren sees sex as more of a way to express himself rather than for solely physical purposes.
Kink:
Sensory overload. He likes when either you or him are blindfolded. On the receiving end it gives him a thrill not knowing what will happen next, only that it will feel good. Its one of the few times where Eren feels he is able to let lose.
When it is him giving, Eren is still having just as much fun. He loves the shivers that pass over your body. He loves to have you at his mercy, although he would never hurt you.
Giving:
A quick slap was delivered to Y/n's thigh. With a hitched breath Y/n's back arched with the intense sensations visited upon her. A coil tightened itself in Eren's gut. His own pleasure was as great as hers. Y/n's limbs trembled as Eren's fingers admired every clevis of her body. The thrill was like nothing else, even fighting titans. "E-Eren. Please." Y/n mumbled rapturously. Eren shushed her with a finger under the chin. Y/n's mouth closed. "Now I won't be hearing any more of that, alright? Just focus on your feelings."
Receiving:
Y/n giggled as a curse broke from Eren's lips. Not because of pain, but euphoria so powerful that he wasn't even aware of where he was. Just the cool sheets underneath his heated body, Y/n's warm skin and pleasure. Her lips closed on his, enveloping him. "My brave boy." Her kisses left carefully but passionate indents into his skin. Tears welled up in his eyes, full of pleasure and love.
Location:
The bedroom and only the bedroom. Eren isn't the type of guy who likes people being all up in his sexual business.
Motivation:
His motivations more rely on how he is feeling at the moment. It is during moments like these, when its just you two and he feels temporarily safe, that Eren's love allows itself to show. His main desire is to keep everyone he loves safe, especially you. It gibes Eren a time to show you how much he loves you.
It was a rare time of solitude away from the rest of the world. Eren felt relaxed for the first time in ages, at least it felt that way. Armin, Jean and Connie were away at the moment. Eren took the opportunity to swoop you away from whatever you were doing. He lay back on bed supported by the surprisingly comfortable pillows with you on his lap. He took in every inch of your body. Cute nose, emotional eyes, the little twitch your lips made. Even after all these years he still loved you. It was quiet and the two of you were all alone. Y/n's breath hitched as Eren's dick jerked in his pants. A smirk broke out over his face. In a moments Y/n was pulled under him and Eren flipped her. Eren closed the space between them. "No ones around so be as loud as you want." Y/n was nearly breathless from the kiss.
No:
Anything involving piss, scat or other bodily fluids. He's already gross enough during battle, doesn't need it in the bedroom. Also he finds it just too degrading and its beyond his comfort level.
Oral:
Both. So long as both of you are happy then he's all good. Usually oral does play out with both receiving in your sessions.
Receiving:
When it comes to receiving Eren likes it when you kneel by the bed. His hands tangles itself into your head to control the pace. While your mouth takes care of the end, tongue stimulating the tip. The hands with deal with the balls and base.
The only noises infiltrating the room was Eren's ragged breath and Y/n's mouth pleasuring him. Y/n's hands were busy at the base, reaching what her hands could not. His hips were stuttering signaling the beginning of his organism. "Y/n!" His thighs tightened, head thrown back and and an orgasm came. Eren collapse, his sweaty back against the sheets. Even after Y/n's mouth was still stimulating him, pushing Eren into another orgasm.
Eren was left sprawled on the bed. He was only aware of Y/n when she climbed onto his bed fully naked. Her fingers tilted his head so he was facing him. "Liked that?" A Duchenne smile on your satisfied face. "Yeah." Eren had never admired Y/n more.
Giving:
Eren likes to give oral the same he receives it. He holds your legs open to give him full access. And he goes right in, not giving you any time to prepare. It is sloppy, messy and feels amazing. Sometimes Eren likes when your legs wrap around his head if he wants to bring the hands into the mix.
Your uniforms lay scattered about the room. Naked you sat splayed legged on the desk. This was risky but so so worth it. Eren's tongue had reached a depth you didn't think possible, which felt absolutely incredible. Your legs, hardened by years of intense training, were secured around his head. His head bobbed up and down as his tongue gathered your hole. His moans reverberated through your body. "Fuck, Eren." Do that again. Obeying your command Eren shook his head from side to side. That was enough to send you over the edge. White cum coated his lips. He wasn't done as he cleaned your slip and thighs with his mouth.
Pace:
Quick and direct, trying to reach that spoke. Its also a great way to exercise and blow off some steam.
Eren's hands pressed your pelvis into the mattress as he took you from behind. The pace made you unprepared for the pleasure, no matter how many times. "Faster." You mumbled. "Alright. Hold on." Eren pissed her shoulder and picked up the pace. They both moaned as an orgasm washed over.
Quickie:
It depends. If he is hyped after a victory then yes. But other times he wants to take his time.
Eren pulled you into the cupboard, blink and you miss it. He pinned you against the walls and immediately worked on your belt. "I'll need you to be quiet, you can do that, yeh?" He went down on his knees, a devilish look on his face.
Risk:
No. Eren does not want anyone to run into him during these moments. These are intimate moments where only you have the right to see him in such a state.
Stamina:
Pretty damn high, he's a soldier. Though don't worry, because your stamina's pretty good too.
Toys:
I don't think the AOT universe really has any. Though if they did I don't think he would use them very much. Not out of any particular dislike, just that he likes to do things himself.
Unfair:
Eren isn't really one to be unfair during sex since he simply goes for it. He finds teasing too distracting.
Volume:
I think Eren is a bit embarrassed because it is a bit high pitched. But I don't think its too noticeable and more a case of his insecurity. Each moan comes out quick and sharp.
Sweat ran down Eren's body as Y/n's hands grasped his member. Her calloused hands ran down his firm back. Earlier that day when having sex Eren had covered his mouth. Well, Y/n wasn't very pleased about that. So here Eren was, standing in front of his mirror with Y/n standing behind him. He was flushed red as he saw with visage in the mirror. Eren could honestly not believe this was him. "C'mon. Let me hear you." Y/n crooned sweetly. His cherry red lips opened and a moan broke free. It was quick and penetrating, almost cutting the air like a knife. "Good boy."
Wild Card:
Mirrors. It is something both of you like doing. It was exciting to get one another flushed as they stood in front of the mirror. The other will stand behind and pleasure them, either with hand or mouth.
"Fuck!" Hair stuck to your neck, Eren's fingers dug into your hip, legs placed apart. Eren had positioned you so that there was a view of his tongue disappearing between her lower lips. One of Y/n's hands had reached around and was pulling at his hair. The sounds of Eren's mouth was obscene, but it did not dampen the pleasure you felt.
X Ray:
Eren's is probably about 8 inches so a bit longer than average when erected.
Yearning:
Eren's is about average. Nothing too extreme but not low by any means.
Zzz:
Fairly quickly. It makes him so tired and the satisfaction, which is not easy to come by, puts him at ease.
Eren rolled off Y/n, one arm draped over her belly. Already his eyes felt heavy. Y/n fell asleep first, lips just inches from his. Finally, Eren drifted off to sleep.
So I know I have been rather inactive lately and I am sorry for that. I had a lot of stress regarding finding a job and finishing up my courses. Now that I have more free time I intend to finish up my old projects and start new ones. I'm so exited!
Series:
From Green to Blue (Eren Yeager x Reader x Armin Artlert) I intend to finish up this project by the end of this summer as it is coming to its dramatic conclusion.
2. I Wish I Could be Stronger (Eren Yeager x Reader x Mikasa Ackerman, minor Reiner Braun x Reader)
This one is a bit of a doozy because I am not sure where this one will go. I had a plan in my head but it changed over time. Not sure when this one will be over though.
3. The Greatest Love (Alys Rivers x Reader (platonic) x Aemond (platonic), Alys x Aemond
This one is not out yet but chapter one is sitting in my drafts. I sort just came up with this one randomly. Its an AU set in Maleficent 2014.
4. The Empress Strikes Back (title may change because I'm not sure about it.) Navier x Heinrey
In an alternate AU where Rashta's actions are not found out and she suffers no consequences, Navier must be on her guard. For years she was watched as the Eastern Empire crumbles. Wanting to save her former home, Navier hatches a plan to save both the Eastern Empire and her family. But there is tretchery on both sides.
5. The Princess of Gotham (Jason Todd x OC)
Arabella, also known as The White Swan, escaped the Al Ghul clan only to fall into the hands of the Wayne family. There she meets a boy named Jason Todd. Over the years Arabella must struggle with her inner darkness, before it overtakes her.
6. Requiem for the Queen (Multifandom x Reader)
This one will probably not be out for at least another year because it is a fucking behemoth to write! The fandoms will include Silmarillion, Attack on Titan, Berserk, Castlevania, Remarried Empress, Lord of the Rings, Merlin, and DC.
A story in which Y/n, the fallen Queen of a kingdom gets transported into new words and is forced the navigate through multiple lifetimes.
Based on Maleficent with reader taking the place of Aurora and Alys as Maleficent.
Pairings:
Alys x Reader (platonic) Aemond x daughter reader (platonic) Aemond x Alys
In the magical woods of Riverunn there once lived a young witch, her name was Alys. She was the benevolent protector of Riverunn and held much love in her heart for home and its people. Love had always been the thing that Alys was told was special. She heard the tales of lovers and wished one day that the same might happen to her.
Then everything unravels when she meets a boy named Aemond Targaryen.
