𓏵𓏵𓏵 TEARS RUN DOWN MY THIGHS
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꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ pairing jock!sukuna x scaredfem!reader x jock!toji
꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ synopsis "sukuna was an asshole, and he brazenly knew it. spewing insults about how miserable you looked on the sidelines during the games, adjusting that giant satchel circling your front, rubbing your palms against your thighs when sukuna made his way towards you.
and give it to toji to wantonly make a vile comment about you and sukuna that made him scowl. you and him? the two of you lived in completely different worlds, entirely different tiers, as arrogant as it sounded.
but the single thought lingered in the back of his mind when his gaze would catch on yours, noticing the way your shivering orbs would catch on his rippling muscles and how you’d worry your lower lip between your teeth once you’d been caught ogling."
꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ contents NSFW/MDNI, dub-con, fem reader, angst, love-ish triangle, unexpressed consent, fear play, dead dove do not eat, panty fucking, humilitation, degredation, jealousy, sweatplay, literal face fucking, sukuna is an absolute asshole, more tags tba. art by @ruu_sugu on x and @winterrbluess. dividers by httpssturns & digilatte.
꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ a/n hellooo! many have expressed their interest in the jock!sukuna x scared!reader trope being turned into a series sooo here we are. enjoy <3
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so sick how the only way you can get experience is through experience. and the only way you can get good is through the humiliating ordeal of sucking ass at it
just saw people on tiktok being like "if you have your likes hidden on here i assume you're a freak and a bad person :/" i am so tired of social media stop stop stop stop
this “bon appetit” meme has turned into some sort of bizarre telephone game where each incarnation sounds more and more different than the original. in what way does “bon appetit” sound like “osteoporosis”
A/n: I don't know much about greek mythology so I researched it, my apologies if there's anything wrong!
Pairing: Eros!Eren x Fem reader
Warnings: smut, oral (f and m receiving), penetration, fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, Eren can be kind of a dick sometimes
WC: 7.0k
Summary: Eren gets sent down to the real world after causing chaos, where he meets someone who looks a little too familiar for his liking.
As always, enjoy.
Eren peered down at the town square from his place in the clouds, popping the hard candy he was sucking on out of his mouth. He grabbed his bow, snuggly fitting an arrow to the side, and pulling back to hit his target head on. He grabbed another one, aiming it at his target's counterpart, getting a straight shot. He smirked at his handiwork, popping the sucker back into his mouth. Watching the people down below gave him a sense of pride, knowing he could put an unlikely couple together and cause chaos by doing so, exactly what he was told not to do
“Eren.” Eren looked over his shoulder to see his brother standing there, his hand pinching the bridge of his nose. Zeke’s tone portrayed the mixture of annoyance and irritation he felt. “Did I not just tell you to cut this shit out?” Eren rolled his eyes, leaning on the cloud behind him. “What are you gonna do, tell on me?” Zeke pushed his glasses up, pursing his lips. “I’ve already discussed it with them.” his sandals flapped their wings, making Eren scoff. “Of course you did, you’re their prized herald.” Eren mocked, throwing his sucker stick into the world below. Zeke sighed, looking at Eren. “We’re sending you down there, Armin and Mikasa are going down too to make sure you’re not fucking everything up.” Eren rolled his eyes once again. “Like that’s ever going to happen, they wouldn’t survive a day without me.” his tone was cocky, smirk plastered on his face.
Zeke threw a bag of clothes into Eren’s lap, “We’ll survive just fine. Your departure is at six in the morning. Sharp. They’ll tell you more about it tomorrow.” with those words, Zeke took off, sandals fluttering. Eren rummaged through the bag, his toga would be replaced with jeans and a black form fitting shirt, his sandals to be replaced with sneakers, and his laurel wreath would be replaced with hair ties. Eren knew he would be in trouble, but he never knew it would go this far.
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You placed your bag down next to you, taking your seat next to a guy with his hair in a half up, half down style. He was obviously bored, his hand resting on the side of his face as he scrolled through his phone. His fingers were adorned with silver and gold rings, the contrasting colors actually went well together. “Excuse me,” you spoke up without even realizing it, one of the designs on his rings having caught your eye. “Is that a laurel wreath?” you reached your hand out absentmindedly, ghosting over it with your fingertips. “Yeah, it is.” he chewed his gum, not looking up from his phone. “What about it.” his tone was curt, obviously annoyed by being bothered. You murmured out an apology, retracting your hand. “It’s nothing, one of my friends was super into greek mythology, so I know a little about it. I was just wondering if…” you trailed off going quiet. His tone softened slightly, “Yeah, I like it.” he looked up from his phone, brows furrowing.
His look made you bite the inside of your cheek. “Are you okay?” his brows unfurrowed, and he muttered out a small “Yeah.” he rubbed a hand over his face, “You just remind me of someone I know.”
“Oh, uhm… okay.” you bit your lip, hoping to hide the fact that he was totally creeping you out, his attention already being caught by his phone once again.
Your professor walked in shortly after your conversation was finished, he introduced himself, gave you a syllabus, and the rest of class was used to go over the first unit you would be studying.
Eren popped his gum, gaze shifting from looking ahead to looking at you out of the corner of his eye.
You looked back, eyes half open and brows furrowed. A quiet whisper of “what?” came out, tone harsh and annoyed. His eyes widened in response, and he looked away, not even bothering to talk back. You shifted to the right, scooching away from him ever so slightly.
You had a feeling you weren’t going to like him very much.
That feeling was proven true, by your next class he already had a blonde bimbo on his hip, looking up at him like he was god.
“Erennnnnn.” she whined, bottom lip jutting out to make her pout even more cringe worthy. Eren smiled cockily, and she nuzzled her cheek into his sleeve, staring puppy dog
“Tch.” a blonde girl beside you sneered, her nose scrunching up in disgust. “Pathetic.”
You nodded your head in agreement, rolling your eyes. “Five bucks says she’ll be replaced by next week.”
The blonde shook her head, “Don’t need money for something obvious. I’m Annie.” she introduced herself, and you introduced yourself back.
Eren finally got the blonde girl off of his arm, strolling up to sit beside you. You pursed your lips, agitated by the dickish smile he had on his face. His sleeve was stained orange, the girl's foundation must’ve rubbed off. It made you snicker, and he tried to wipe it off, the black material soaking it in.
“Nice going.” Annie muttered, earning a small grunt from Eren.
You refused to speak, only shrugging your shoulders when he looked at you. His gaze was like ice, the orange smearing and soaking into the fabric further, but now it was less vibrant. He rubbed at it with a wet towel, the material picking up some of the foundation and leaving his sleeve dark and wet.
“You’ll want stain remover.” you hummed, hoping to give him some guidance, multiple orange towels littering his backpack.
“Nooo,” he drawled sarcastically, “I never thought of that.” his eyes narrowed and you pursed your lips once again.
“Well sorry for trying to help.” you snapped, his attitude getting on your nerves.
He sighed in response, eventually muttering a quiet, “thank you”.
“You should be thankful. I actually know how to get rid of that shit properly. Your little girlfriend needs to invest in something to set her makeup with.” you rolled your eyes, writing down the powerpoint notes.
“She’s not my girlfriend… yet.” he seethed, his words venomous. You were riling him up, enjoying the way he squirmed.
“Aww.” you bat your eyelashes, tone condescending. “I saw a hot buff guy down the hall… afraid he's gonna steal her from you?” you pouted the same way she had earlier, except this time it was in a form of mockery.
“Fuck off. I could get any chick here.” Eren spat, fingers tightening their grip on his chair.
“Yeah sure lover boy, I don’t doubt it. What you couldn’t do is not have a girlfriend for more than five minutes. I know your type. Care to prove me wrong?”
“You’re on.” he crossed his arms, determined to prove you wrong.
Three weeks later, and it was your turn to have a person next to you as you stood outside the classroom door. You had dropped your bag, it slipped off your shoulder, spilling papers everywhere. In the process of that whole event, you had spilled your coffee on the guy who had stopped to help you.
“I’m so sorry.” you apologized desperately, grabbing emergency napkins out of your bag and dabbing at his shirt.
He smiled, placing his hand over yours to help press deeper. “It’s okay, not the first time it’s happened before.”
His calm voice helped soothe your nerves, the warmth of his hand further calming you.
“Thank you so much… I feel awful. Is there any way I can repay you? Pay for dry cleaning to get the stain out, do your homework?”
He chuckled softly. “Homework does sound enticing, but how about a date.” you froze, looking up at him. “Oh shit. I didn’t even bother to introduce myself .” he shook his head, pausing . “I’m Jean Kirschtein. It’s nice to meet you.”
You smiled, introducing yourself. “I’ll give you my number, and we can talk about it over text. You should probably go now, class is going to start soon… and I’m not sure how fast of a runner you are.”
He laughed, pearly whites on full display. “See you.” he winked, walking away.
Eren was standing behind you, his mouth open like he wanted to say something. He was alone much to your surprise, you really thought he wouldn’t take it seriously, but three weeks had passed and he was proving you wrong.
“Shut your mouth, you’ll catch flies.” you tapped the bottom of his chin, and he grunted lowly.
“Shouldn’t you also be in this too?” his eyebrows knit and you audibly laughed.
“Eren, it’s one date to apologize for spilling coffee on him.” you paused, “and anyways, it’s been three weeks. I didn’t meet him and bring him to class the first week we were here.”
Eren grumbled. “Fine. But to be fair, nothing happens until we call this challenge off. Agreed?”
You nod your hair, going to find your seat.
Your professor announced group projects, putting you in a group with Annie, Eren, and someone named Connie.
He came up to greet you, shaved head and golden hazel eyes. “Looks like I’ll be joining your group?” he wore a green shirt and light wash jeans, directly contrasting against his eyes.
“Mhmm.” you stuck your hand out to shake his, introducing yourself and the group.
You’d agree to meet up in the library every Thursday, it was the day all of you were free.
Your date went well with Jean, he took you out to a casual restaurant, then you both got ice cream and strolled through a brightly lit park. You learned that he was a freshman like you, making you less nervous as he wasn’t much older than you like you originally thought. He was sweet, and you internally kicked yourself for making that agreement with Eren. Jean dropped you off at your dorm, fitting a piece of hair behind your ear before leaning in to kiss your forehead.
“See you again.” he waved, smiling as you stepped into your dorm.
Thursday afternoon rolled around, and you barged into the library, violently whispering to Eren. “Call the deal off.”
“No can do sweetheart, we’re doing this for as long as I want.” he smirked, voice full of confidence.
“Plea-” he cut you off with a finger to your mouth.
“Nope. You’re not meant to be with him anyway.”
Yout eyebrows twitched. “Are you jealous or something?”
He hummed softly, “Nah. There are prettier girls out there than you.” your eyes narrowed. “Did I hear you correctly?”
“Yeah. You’re nothing special.” he shrugged and you grasped the collar of his shirt. Your mouth open and closed, trying to find the words to combat the rage he filled you with. “Deals still on?” he questioned, and you nodded, silent in anger.
Your project went off without a hitch, Connie and Annie were surprisingly hard workers, even if Connie joked around most of the time, he still got his job done.
Eren would email you the dumbest questions about class, even swinging by your dorm sometimes if you didn’t answer them within the time span he wanted.
“How’d you know where I live?” you asked once you saw it was his figure standing behind the door, and not Jeans.
“My friend is your roommate. She told me.”
“Mikasa’s your friend?” you would’ve never guessed, they were so different… and she was so smart. Why would she voluntarily-.
Eren coughed, startling you out of your haze. “Listen, I just need help with something, and I’ll be gone once it’s finished.”
You sighed, nodding. “I’ll help you. I have extra time anyway now that I can’t go on dates anymore.”
“And whose fault is that?” Eren questioned, and you stayed silent, motioning for him to sit down so you could get to work. “That’s what I thought.” he muttered, and you glared at him, willing him to say another word so that you’d kick him out.
He didn’t though, instead showing you what he couldn’t understand. They were easy questions, but he just couldn’t wrap his head around it, serves him right.
Your acquaintanceship slowly developed into friendship over the course of a couple more months. The deal was going strong, the only girls Eren would hang out with were his friends. Mikasa helped settle your differences, their friend Armin tagging along.
A couple days before Halloween, Mikasa had invited your small group and a few more people over to one of the fields on campus where they’d be playing movies to watch. You agreed, parties weren’t really your thing, and it would be nice to wear a costume without the potential of staining it with vomit. You stuck with the safe route, an angel fit with shimmering pearl wings which you’d taken off after everyone got their fill of them.
Eren was clad in a leather jacket, white shirt, and jeans, “Lemme guess,” you tapped your chin dramatically, clicking your tongue at the obviousness. “It’s from Grease, angel.” the pet name made you shiver, and you held your arms close, your skimpy dress too thin for your liking. Eren cocked an eyebrow, making you look away embarrassedly.
Of course you forgot a fucking jacket. Out of all the things to forget, it would be a jacket. It’s October for christ's sake, it should be second nature by now.
Eren slipped his jacket off, his arms toned with muscle. “I’m okay, really.” you smiled awkwardly, you still weren’t that close. “Take it.” he said softly, different from his usual cockiness. You sighed, wrapping the jacket around your shoulders.
Edward Scissorhands played softly in the background, it was still too early for real horror, much to your appreciation. Horror movies were nice and all, but you didn’t want to jump straight into them. Your friends had set up the blankets and food, a blonde named Historia had brought cookies, and her girlfriend along with her. The tall blond man who you saw in the hallway was there too, sitting on a blanket with an even taller brunette and Annie.
You took your spot in between the two groups, Eren sitting on your right next to Armin. The movie continued to play softly, switching to Sleepy Hollow once it ended. The real horror would begin soon, the cool blue sky was fading into navy and black, crickets chirping in the background.
You jumped when one of the townspeople's heads was cut off, absentmindedly schooching towards Eren. His hands were behind his shoulders, and he angled his left hand to hold you closer, inhaling the sweet scent of your perfume. As much as you didn’t want to admit it, Eren’s warmth felt good, so when he pressed you closer you didn’t bat his hand away. You both sat shoulder against shoulder, your curled knee pressed to his outstretched one, and your hands balled in squeezed fists due to them playing Carrie now.
Eren was focused on the movie, but he pressed you in further due to you shaking like a leaf. He grabbed your hands comfortingly with his free one, placing them down on the blanket. “It’s fine.” he whispered. “We’re all here, nothings gonna happen.” he was unusually kind, but you appreciated it nonetheless.
You let out a quiet noise, showing him that you heard him and were thankful. This is what friends do right? Friends comfort each other during times of stress… friends pull you close when you're cold… right?
Eren traced small circles on your waist, your breath hitching in your throat due to the subtle touch that most likely meant nothing more than to give you comfort. His eyes grew wide, hand stopping on your side as Carrie was drenched in blood. He grimaced, but his hand picked up where it left off. “That doesn't look pleasurable.” he said quietly, more to himself than anyone else.
“I don't think anyone finds blood being dumped on their head ‘pleasurable’.” your fingers formed quotation marks as you whispered back and he chuckled.
His smile warmed you more than it should, any leftover tension leaving your body, heart beating soundly in your chest, and you for sure knew one thing. Friends aren’t supposed to feel the way you’re feeling now.
As the time went on, your friendship with Eren grew. You felt a strange connection with him the closer and closer you were, like you had known each other in a past life or something. Thanksgiving break was just around the corner, and he had nowhere to go, so you invited him, Mikasa, and Armin to keep you company while you went to your family’s old cabin in the woods.
The drive there was long, Armin volunteered to do it so he could get more practice on winding roads. You took his offering gladly, not very interested in driving through dark and gloomy trees. Instead you and Eren sat in the backseat, your head falling onto his shoulder as you fell asleep. The drive took longer than expected although it was already long, the traffic was rough and Armin was especially slow on the harsher roads. The bumps woke you up, startled as Eren peered down at you.
Eren carried your luggage up to your room, and you showed everyone where they would be staying, Mikasa in the room next to yours, and Eren and Armin across the hallway.
“Thank you.” you breathed a sigh of relief, the cabin wasn’t as bad as you thought it’d be, it hasn’t rotted, the wood was still in good standing.
The night wore you down, and you fell asleep quicker than you’d like to admit. Mikasa had made plans to go into the nearest town soon, see what they had planned, if they had anything planned.
She woke you up early, urging you and the rest of your group to get a move on. You groaned in response, but still got ready, throwing on jeans and a knit sweater.
Mikasa wore all black like always, but it suit her, in a preppy-goth kind of way. Armin wore a button up, and some jeans, Eren in his signature hoodie, with rings on his fingers.
“Could you get some apple cider?” Mikasa asked you, staring at the big sign outside of the farm she brought you to. You hummed in response, nodding as you grabbed your wallet out of your purse.
Eren came over to help you, the apple ciders all bunched up in your arms. “Oh shit” he cursed, one of the ciders falling onto him and staining his jeans a dark blue.
“Oh my god. Fuck, I’m so sorry Eren.” you hissed out, the hot liquid must be burning his skin by now. Grabbing his hand, you led him to the family restroom, intent on trying to help him out.
“It’s fine. I can just… buy new jeans.” he spoke quietly, tugging on your arm to stop you.
“Stop. I’m trying to help you.” you tugged in response, the bright light in the restroom illuminating the wet stain on his pants. Grabbing some paper towels out of the dispenser, you wet them, patting them over the fabric.
“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry… fuck I’m sorry.” you were like a broken record, apologies repeated one after the other. Grabbing some dry ones this time, you tried to soak the liquid up as best as you could.
“It’s fine. I already told you.” Eren looked down at you, you were kneeling, trying to get a good eye on the soakage of the liquid.
“No, it’s not Eren. I can’t believe I’ve been so clumsy.”
He sighed, annoyed by your stubbornness. “Shut up.” a harsh flick to your forehead had you stunned, his head coming down to yours. You went to speak, but were caught up when Eren firmly grasped your chin. “Eren... “ you bit your lip, voice quiet and awkward.
“Do you even know what you do to me?” he growled, your stubbornness must have put him in a bad mood.
“I’m sorry…?” you were still quiet, tilting your head to the side a bit. He pressed harder on your chin, guiding you up to his face.
“Sure you’re fucking sorry. You have no fucking idea.” his eyes narrowed before fully closing, he pressed his lips to yours roughly, moving once you reciprocated. Your hands made their way to the arm that was holding onto your face, and Eren deepened the kiss.
“Hey, is everything alright in there?” Armin knocked on the door lightly, pulling both you and Eren out of the haze that surrounded you.
“Yeah, we’re fine. We’ll be out in a minute.” Eren pressed a chaste kiss to your lips, hand pressed against the back of your head before letting you go to get up. Your knees ached, but you got up anyway, face heating up as you recalled the event that just took place. Eren… liked you… of course you had an inkling that he did, but you thought it was just due to your growing feelings for him.
Eren shut the door behind him, leaving you stunned and in shock. The scene that played behind your eyelids had you almost dizzy, making you stumble out of the restroom.
You swore, you swore, you saw Eren in a toga, fluffy wings adorned his back, and he was holding a bow and an arrow. Mikasa and Armin were there too, both wearing toga’s to match Eren. You were able to catch glimpses of a couple of other people, Connie, Annie, even Reiner, the hulky blond who was sitting with Annie and the tall brunette on Halloween. It was like you knew them before… in some sort of past life.
They all stood there, doing their various things. Annie was sharpening a blade, Reiner looking at his muscles in an ornate mirror, Connie sat on a pillar, holding theatrical masks in his hand, one a very peppy smiley face, and one of anguish. He put both up to his face, alternating between delighted and upset.
“Hey- hey. Are you okay?” Mikasa put a hand on your shoulder, the room spun around you, and your expression was dazed.
“I’m fine. I’m just tired.. can we go?” you were quiet, clutching onto Mikasa’s arm for dear life.
Mikasa’s hand twitched, giving you the confirmation you needed, and she steadied you as you all made your way to the car.
Eren pulled you closer to him in the backseat of the car, putting a hand over your eyes to block your vision out, hopefully ridding you of your dizziness. The cars gentle shaking lulled you to sleep, the voices of your friends fading in the background
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Eren sat next to you on a cloud, sandaled feet dangling over the edge. Your head rested on his shoulder, his hand stroking the side of your cheek lightly.
“Thank you.” you sighed into his skin, and he hummed. For your husband, you had been through the ringer. Facing four trials, death, resurrection, all for him. He saved you, and you would be eternally grateful.
“As soon as I saw you, I knew I loved you.” his words made your heart beat faster, and you nuzzled into him.
“You’re just saying that.” your hand found his hair, playing with the ends of it.
“I’m not.”
“You are.”
“Psyche.”
“Eros.” your tone was playful, his hand curled around the back of your head as he kissed you. He pushed you onto your back, the pillowy softness of the cloud cradling you.
“You’re beautiful.” he whispered, going to kiss you again. One of his hands trailed your toga up your leg, but it was broken with a quick “Ahem.”
Eren looked up, pulling his hand from your thigh. Armin was standing there, blush covering his cheeks.
“They need you at olympus.” he stood there awkwardly, Eren getting up to brush himself off.
“We’ll be there soon, does Athena know why?”
Armin shook his head. “If she does, she’s not telling me.”
Eren nodded, scrubbing a hand down his face, while you made haste of getting yourself presentable.
“Thank you Apollo.” you smiled softly, starting your trek toward Mount Olympus.
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“Eren?” you woke up to his hand pressing a cold compress on your forehead. “Where am I?”
He dabbed at your forehead, “We’re at the cabin. You were running a fever. Armin was contemplating taking you to the hospital.”
You laughed breathlessly, overwhelmed by your dream. “I had the strangest dream…” he cocked his head to the side, and you smiled. “I’ll tell you about it some other time, Eros?” you mumbled the last part under your breath, closing your eyes to go back to sleep.
Eren took the compress to the kitchen, ushering his two friends.
“Is she okay? She was pale as a ghost earlier.” Armin questioned, eyes wide and his bottom lip between his teeth.
“She’s fine.” Eren paused, taking a deep breath. “She had a dream… about us.” Mikasa's eyebrow twitched, and Armin bit the side of his cheek. “She called me Eros. She’s seeing glimpses of our past lives. What do I do?” his head was in his hands, foot tapping.
“Do you remember what you promised her before we were reincarnated.” Armin pulled out a chair to sit down, and Eren spoke up again.
“I told her I’d find her. It was the right thing to do because it was in the name of love.” he sat back, hand gripping onto the side of his chair, turning his knuckles white. “Is this what Zeke sent me here for, to be hurt, again?”
“I think Zeke sent you here to see the unhappy couples due to your actions.. I mean, we have seen them before.” Armin twiddled with his thumbs, Eren grunting.
That was the end of the conversation, thanksgiving had already passed so your break had come to an end. The drive home was quiet, peaceful. Eren had decided to take the keys this time, sending Mikasa to the back to sit with you.
“Eren…” you pulled him to the side once you got to your dorm safely. “Are we going to talk about what happened between us… or are we going to forget it ever happened?” he winced at your words, and you assumed the latter of the two.
The silence felt suffocating, and right when you were about to walk away he spoke up. “I like you.”
“Well obviously… but my question is, do you want to go further with this?”
He rolled his eyes, moving closer to press you up against the wall. “I think you know the answer to that question.” his tone was cocky, voice low.
“Do I?” you murmured, and he hummed, grabbing your chin to kiss you like the first time
You pushed him off once you got your fill. “Let’s save the good stuff for later, loverboy.”
He nodded, pressing his forehead against yours. “I’ll see you later.”
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Your relationship progressed smoothly, the next few months passed by in an instant. Eren would get handsy but wouldn’t go further without your permission. The first time was the most awkward, Eren was bigger than expected, and it threw you for a loop even though it wasn’t your first or his.
He somehow figured out all of your weaknesses, pushing you past your limit effortlessly.
“O-Oh my god.” you moaned as he pressed further into you, nestling himself against your g-spot. “Fuck Eren.”
He continued pistoning his hips into yours, one hand pinching at your nipples, the other pressing against your clit. “That’s it baby, c’mon.” you came with a whine, embarrassed at how little it took of him. You kept going until he was done, throwing the condom away in the trash.
You snuggled into his shoulder as he laid down, after going to the bathroom of course.
“Remember that dream I was talking about?” you laid a hand across his chest, the hard muscle of his pecs flexing. He nodded for you to continue. “You called me psyche. That’s the woman who married Eros, right?” you questioned and he hummed.
“Mm. He was meant to make her fall in love with an ugly, cruel guy, but Eros fell in love with her instead. He saved her, and they got married.” he summed the story up, and you sat in confusion.
“Why would I have a dream like that?”
“I can’t tell you babe. Were you researching it or something?” he tried helping you explain, hoping to start your thought process up.
“No… I wasn’t. That's the weird thing.” you closed your eyes, suddenly feeling drowsy. “Oh well, it’s nothing anyways. Just a silly dream.”
Eren sat in silence as you slept, mind racing. How was he going to explain that it wasn’t a dream? That you actually were psyche, just reincarnated. When would he have to break it to you that he had to go back to olympus? Why did he let himself get into this? He didn’t want to hurt you, but he was drawn to you from the moment he saw you. Of course he knew you were psyche, how could he forget. He’d been searching for you secretly for however long. When would Zeke pull him up, would he even allow him to tell you?
You had no idea what would be coming, how could you? You had no recollection of your past life until you met Eren. Would you get more memories the more time spent with him? Did his kiss bring the first memory onto you, or was it something else?
There were so many questions to answer. Eren hoped he had more time with you. Zeke never told him why he sent him down here in the first place. That was another question on his mind, why did Zeke send him here?
His brain eventually stopped swarming, deciding to shut itself off before Eren made any drastic decisions. In the morning you woke him up with some chocolate covered strawberries, and a picture frame of you on a ski trip you took during break.
“What’s this for babe?” his voice was groggy, holding the frame in his hands.
“It’s Valentine's day Eren.” you smiled, sitting next to him.
He cursed under his breath, uttering an “I should know that.”
“Mhm. Yeah, you should. But it’s okay, you pampered me last night.”
Eren laughed, running his thumb over your faces. “That was a fun trip.” you nodded, and he continued. “Though we woke Historia and Ymir up…”
You batted his shoulder, and he smiled softly. “Could you make some reservations, pay me back for getting you a good present.” you clicked your tongue, laughing along with him. He made the reservations, excusing himself to go back to his dorm and get dressed. Mikasa knew you would be together, instead going over to stay at Eren’s dorm with Armin.
Grabbing your keys to your car, you went to go get a new dress and some heels. Your other dresses weren’t really “hot” enough to impress, especially for the man you were going out with. Eren texted you the restaurant address, and your reservation time, allowing you to know how much time you could spend at the department store.
After spending hour after hour at the store, you finally decided on a dress that would suit you well, along with heels that made your legs look nice. You spent all your free time finishing getting ready, doing your makeup, making sure your lingerie wouldn’t show through your dress, and pulling apart your jewelry cabinet to get some accessories that paired with your dress.
Eren told you he’d pick you up, but then texted you saying he’d be a bit late and to meet him there. You complied, driving to the upscale restaurant. The waiter asked if you wanted a table or to wait for him, and you chose to wait, sitting on one of the loveseats they had. Five minutes became ten, ten became thirty, thirty turned into an hour, one hour turned into two, and once you figured out he wouldn’t be coming, you left.
You should’ve known, he couldn’t have changed his ways so easily. How could you be so stupid? You internally kicked yourself, driving back to your dorm. You knocked, finding out it was empty. Texting Mikasa, you asked where she is, and why Eren wasn’t picking up your calls or answering your messages.
No response, of course.
Taking your makeup off, you got undressed, finally letting yourself cry as a way to relieve your emotions that built up over the past two hours. You laid in bed, messages still on delivered for all three of them.
The next week wasn’t much better, Eren still hasn’t texted, nor called you back, and he wasn’t showing up to class. Mikasa never came back, and you haven’t heard from Armin. The situation was starting to worry you.
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Eren sighed from his place in Mount Olympus, heart wrenching at the thought of what you must be doing, or how he could’ve hurt you. When he texted you he’d be a little late, he was trying to find his dress shoes, not thinking Zeke would send for him unannounced. He wasn’t even able to send you a text that he couldn’t make it, his phone was left in his room, no way for you to be able to message or check up on him.
Mikasa moved to sit closer to him and Armin, Armin trying to soothe Eren. Zeke stood in the back, explaining to Eren on why he called him up here.
“I’m ruining your relationship, just like you ruined those people’s.” he pushed his glasses up, tone harsh.
“Do you even know who she was?” Eren snapped, tone just as harsh
“Doesn’t matter.” zeke shrugged, picking his book up.
“It does. She’s fucking psyche.”
“And?” zeke paused, flipping a page of his book. “You’re destined to be with her. You’ll find a way.”
“You don’t fucking realize that this isn’t ancient greece.” Eren whipped his head around, and Armin spoke up.
“Zeke, it’s different now. She isn’t going to go through tests to be able to be with Eren. He hurt her this time, not the other way around.”
Zeke took a deep breath through his nose, “And how is Eren going to win her back? He’s meant to be up here. He can’t go back without a reason.”
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Two weeks passed with no word, no texts, no nothing. You concluded that Eren wasn’t going to message you again. Once when you were sitting with Historia, you thought you saw him, but you were wrong.
A hand shake with Annie brought on your dizziness and fever again, and she had Reiner carry you back to your dorm. “You have my number right? Annie and Bert’s too?”
“Thanks Reiner. I do, and I really appreciate your help.” Reiner smiled, setting a bottle of water on your nightstand, and a cold compress on your hand.
“If you need anything, give one of us a call, and we’ll be right on it.”
“Mmm, I will. Thanks again.”
With your final thanks, Reiner shut the door to your room, leaving you alone
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“What’s happening?” you grabbed Eren’s toga, the world being thrown into chaos between the titan’s and gods.
“It’s okay psyche. Nothing bad will happen.” he tried comforting you, one hand around your waist.
“Eros… are we going to die?” you murmured, clutching his toga harder.
“No, we won't.”
“If we do… promise me. Promise me you’ll come back for me.”
Eren nodded, saying something you couldn’t hear as he grabbed you closer and the world turned dark.
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You woke up in a cold sweat, your vision hazy as the compress was being swept over your forehead. Once your vision settled, you were able to make out a vague figure settled on the side of your bed. He wore a white toga, gold sandals, and a gold laurel wreath against his bun.
“Eros?” you reached out quietly before correcting yourself, “I mean… Eren?” He nodded, and you recoiled. “What are you doing here?” your voice was small, heart heavy in your chest.
He took a deep breath, figuring out how to find the words to explain it to you. “I’m not from here… I’m from Olympus. That’s why I was gone. My older brother called for me, and I had to go. In a past life, I was Eros… and you were psyche. I was reincarnated as him again, but you… you were reincarnated as you.” Eren shook his head lightly. “I came here because I was causing chaos within the romantic world. I wasn’t expecting to fall in love.”
“So that’s your excuse Eren?” your lip shook, the tears threatening to spill out of your eyes.
“Please, listen.” he held your hand. “Those weren’t dreams. I wouldn’t lie to you. I love you.”
“You do?”
“I do. I promised I’d come back to you, I’m here now. I won’t disappear again.” he cupped your head with his hand, wiping away the tears in your eyes.
“I love you.” he said again, pressing his lips into yours.
“I love you too.”
That Saturday Eren took you up to Olympus, telling Zeke he’d rather stay on earth with you, and giving up his god title. Armin and Mikasa took some time to decide what they wanted to do, Mikasa gave up her rights, while Armin said he would visit regularly.
Eren had missed a lot of class, and he knew he would be in over his head with work. You volunteered to help, but he declined it. He had put you through enough, and this was his problem, not yours.
Once he was finally finished with work, you scheduled a double date. Historia and you both wanted to see the same movie, bringing Ymir and Eren with you due to the romantic themes.
“Wear something nice, nicer than jeans.” Eren told you over the phone, and you decided on your valentines day outfit, hoping to get “some” tonight.
Once you were finished, Eren knocked on your dorm door, eyeing you up and down. “Damn babe, you look hot.” you smiled, tucking a stray baby hair behind your ear. He took your hand, leading you to his car.
You looked out the window, the world around you morphing together. Eren got around to your side, opening your door.
“Thank you.” he took your hand again, covering your eyes with the other as he led you to the movie theater… at least that's what you assumed.
“What are you doing?” you giggled.
“You’ll see.”
He pushed open a door, leading you through it before finally taking his hands off of your eyes. The room was lit up and sparkling, he took you to the restaurant you were originally meant to go to on valentines day.
“Hopefully this makes up for my fuck up. I’m sorry again babe, have fun tonight.” he pulled your chair out for you, pushing you in once you were seated.
“This is amazing. How did you do this?” you stared in awe and he handed you a menu.
“One word. Historia.”
You smiled, ordering your drink. Her father was known to be rich, even letting Historia bring you over to his mansion. “Just knowing you went through this much to get us alone and replay our date means a lot to me. You’ve definitely made it up.”
The dinner ended soon after you ordered, too excited to show Eren your special lingerie to care about eating. You thanked him again, and he pulled a present out of his pocket.
“This is for you.” he opened the box, showing you the ring he bought you. “You complimented mine. I thought you’d like some as well.” he looked away, almost embarrassed by the gesture. You took the box, smiling as you kissed his cheek.
“I love it, now let’s go home loverboy. I have a present for you too.” his stare was dark, noticing the teasing lilt in your voice.
Eren sped through the other cars, his free foot tapping away anxiously on the floor. His nails dug into the steering wheel, one hand finding its way to your thigh to tease at you through your panties.
“Nuh uh. No touching, it's a surprise.” you pushed his hand away, and his bottom lip came out to pout. He parked effortlessly, hand in yours to drag you up the stairs. Once you made it to his dorm, he pushed the door shut loudly.
“Dress off. Now.” his change in tone had your heart racing, and you made quick haste of taking your dress off.
He placed a hand on the back of your head, dragging you in for a scorching kiss. His mouth travelled to bite behind your ear, making your legs wobble.
You moved to lay on his bed, Eren finally getting a good look of the very skimpy underwear you bought specifically for him. “Fuck. You're beautiful.” he grunted, moving to palm at himself through his pants. You motioned for him to come closer, working on getting his cock out of his pants whilst he moved your bra cups to harden your nipples. His cock sprung free, and you lapped at the head with your tongue, working on getting it wet. Once it was wet enough, you moved down along him, the thickness stretching your mouth to the point of pain. He took you off momentarily, taking all of his clothes off to be fully undressed, laying down, he flipped you around so you could be face to face with his cock, and him your pussy; he licked your clit, groaning at how wet you were, fingers prodding at your hole.
“Eren-.” you whined, and he stuck two fingers in, making you moan. You went back down on him, doing your best to swallow all you could, and wrap your hand around whatever you couldn’t. Eren could feel your walls get tighter as he rubbed against your g-spot, and he flipped you again once more.
“Condom?” he asked, and you shook your head. He rubbed his cock along your wet folds, pushing in slowly to let you get accustomed to him again. The stretch was delicious, and you threw your head back as Eren started moving a bit more. He leaned down to press his forehead against yours, one hand on your hip, the other circling your clit. He brushed over your g-spot again, your moans becoming breathier.
“Faster.” you held onto his arm, nails digging into his bicep. He complied, balls slapping your ass, dick hitting your cervix. Moaning in pained pleasure due to him hitting your cervix and brushing against the spot that had you quivering under his touch. His thumb swiped over your clit, daring you to come all over him. A few more swipes and you tightened around him, cumming with a whiny moan. Eren sped up, basically using you as a doll as he reached his high. His hips twitched, once, twice, and then on the third time he slowed as he spilled white inside you, panting into your ear huskily.
He pulled out, leaving both of you hissing as his seed spilled out of you. “Go pee, I’ll clean up.” you took his invitation to pee, making sure you wouldn’t get a UTI. Once you got back, the sheets were gone, replaced by new ones. Eren set up his laptop so you could cuddle, scooching over as you came to lay beside him. You laid your head in the crevice of his shoulder, nuzzling into him like you had before.
“Thank you for coming back.” you whispered, pulling his blanket closer.
He nodded, hand tracing circles on your shoulder. “Of course I would, I love you. I don’t want any man besides me to have you.” he whispered back, his protective side making your ears burn, bringing a smile to your face.
You were silent, the only noise was the movie and the soft breaths you both let out. His hand on your shoulder still tracing circles as he pressed a kiss to your forehead. Your hearts beat in unison, the noises of the world drowned out, and you closed your eyes, smiling.
Eren found you, he always would.
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