We need to continue JIF but it will all just be Evelyn Yeager shenanigans
JIF is so complete on a broader scale that thats very true. It would largely be thEM and the kids š¤. But I did plan to do a drabble-esque fic for them but I keep forgetting to ask everyone for words. Iāll do it soon though!
lol thatās so funny anon! I can so see Eren and Mikasa coming home to with baby and Evelyn just gives a once over and is like āOkay sure, I guess you guys can keep himā that is for real Erenās kid
Carla, Grisha, and Mikasa are in shock but Eren laughs his ass off
It is!! Lol sheās like yeah, alright I guess. She might reconsider once she hears him cry but Evelyn is definitely Erenās kid! Omg I can just see that. They think itās going to be a sweet moment and it kind of is, until she says that. Eren laughs so loudly he wakes the new baby.
Ms. Steal Your Man has me grinning like an idiot. How can Mikasa be cute even as a home wrecker?
Because sheās just so cute and her intentions are kind of pureā¦or at least they would be if there wasnāt another girl in the picture lol. SHES JUST A CUTE LITTLE BEAN OKAY??!!??
Mikasa invites Eren over for one of her baking sessions. Will she let him lick the spoon? š¤
Hella Crack: NPC questions Eren on what they were doing and he says he tried Mikasaās cakeā¦ Iāll see myself out now. ššš
She does! To pay him back for all the help and because he seems to like her sweets so much! She probably will š¤. Oh what if she uses a mixed and the both take a whisk to lick together. Heāll insist on helping and sheāll get close, blushing the whole time, before covering his hand with hers and telling him to do it like this.
We love hella crack in this house! š But Eren is so clueless sometimes I truly believe he would say that not realize what he saying bc he legitimately tried her cake š¤£. NPC gf is pissed and demands he stop seeing Mikasa at once!
Eren as a home wrecker: unrepentantly fucking Mikasa at every opportunity
Mikasa as a home wrecker: baking Eren adorable cupcakes and cookies
Right on the money!!!! Spot on! Couldnāt have said it better myself! So true! He will get her at every opportunity, on every surface, and without remorse! Heās like this dick can set you free and Mikasa is like Iāll start with food lalalalaaaa
Pls!! I I just saw this vid on instagram of a toddler meeting her newborn sibling, Can you imagine little Evelyn meeting her newborn brother and saying that the baby is cute so she guesses he can stay with them, Mikasa and Eren would be like thatās great Evie thanks for your permission š
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Bro thatās so cute!!!! How precious!!! Evelyn is a sweetie most times but that is still Erenās daughter so sheās got that spice to her for sure. She guess the new baby can stay since heās as cute as her.
Mikasa feeling cold and Eren offering his jacket and hoodie... Mikasa doesn't return them š What does she do? She posts thirst traps wearing Eren's hoodie or jacket once she's sure that Eren already has feelings for her! SHE'S GONNA STEAL EREN!
Oooh idk if she would be so bold!!! But if she does it would be so obvious what sheās doing! Does Mikasa want that kind of heat from the gf?? How far is Mika willing to go.
Lol sheās like Iām good at making cake because Iāve got plenty of cake or something cringe bc she may be trying to steal someoneās man but sheās still cringe š
Inspired by a Reddit story where a woman gets mad that her husband eats a cake made by his female coworker: Mikasa brings the cutest baked goods to their tutoring sessions because I love baker! Mikasa and feel like sheād hear āthe way to a manās heart is through his stomachā and decide to roll with it. Sheās lowkey trying to get Eren addicted to her baking lmao š
š¤š¤ Yes! I can see it. How cute! Our little home wrecker is cute and naive and sheās gonna get her man with her killer baked goods and we can likely say that NPC girlfriend does not do these things, so Eren is taking the spoiling treatment. Sheād definitely get mad after eating a cookie from a cute little box and learning theyāre from Mikasa whom sheās been suspicious about. Lol Mikasaās pulling out all the stops and trying new recipes. Oooh what if she says this and Eren agrees to be her taste tester!
I adore how much they pleasantly surprise each other in the 50s AU.
I imagine Mikasaās clearest memory of her mother was of her sewing and/or embroidering (Iām projecting a little bit here) so she took it up in order to feel closer to her mom. One day she was doing it on the patio and got so engrossed that she didnāt notice Eren coming home. He watched her for a bit, her slender fingers working with such precision and skill.
He makes his presence known by asking her what sheās making. She assumes heās just making small talk and keeps the conversation short, quickly cleaning up for the night.
But on their next beach date (love those btw) he continues asking her about her projects, if she needed any more materials, how she made it look so easy and why were there so many different sized needles? His genuine interest in her has Mikasa warming up to him.
Speaking of short AUs that make me feel all soft inside.
I think though sheās finding herself surprised by how well Eren treats her, Mikasa still tries to stay out of his way and heās still busy at first so they donāt see too much of each other.
I think that he is surprised to see her, especially on the patio because she tends to stick to specific areas around the house where he isnāt, not that he knows that. So he wants to approach her, but heās hesitant, and after he gets enamored with her sewing, he feels like he has a thread of conversation to start with, but she takes it as her needing to go because he wants that space. Itās actually kind of cute how theyāre trying their best to make the other comfortable and just figure things out.
I think that, perhaps, when they go to the beach, itās the first time they go together. Sheās very surprised when he invites her, but Eren wants to get to know this woman who is his wife and heās admittedly disappointed with how that previous conversation went. Can you imagine how nervous he is asking his wife to accompany him for a walk on the beachš¤. I think him asking about the sewing, makes her very comfortable at least in that moment, and it really kind of open things up for them.
Who knows maybe after heāll insist that they at least take one meal a day together or walk along the beach once a week. I think he spends a lot of time asking her about herself. He wants to know everything about Mikasa (heās so interested and intrigued), and it certainly warms him to her and vice versa, but she definitely notices how heās not saying much about himself. Being who she is, I think sheāll bring that up eventually, and heāll be surprised, because he never thought to say anything about himself, but also because she wants to know about him to.
Theyāre really just feeling things out together.
If theyāre in college, maybe Mikasa is helping tutor Eren? A recipe for lots of alone time, sitting close together, maybe eye contact that lasts for longer than Mikasaās little heart can handle without getting all flushed?
Oh that could work! Perhaps a professor asked her to do it and she was hesitant because guys like him donāt really care about their grades but Eren shows up on time and he listens and tries his best and is so down to Earth. Mikasa is pleasantly surprised by his character and being so close, she notices that he smells nice and how green his eyes are and how handsome he is. Her heart definitely gets to fluttering around Eren.
She likes that theyāre sessions get longer because as they get more comfortable with each other, he talks to her more and she likes to listen, but she doesnāt want to fail him, so she definitely keeps them on track as well. Imagine how disappointed she is to find out he has a girlfriend and not because he mentioned her but because she came to meet him after their session was supposed to be over.ļæ¼
Can I just say how much I love the Ms. Steal Your Man idea? Like the thought of awkward little sweetie Mikasa trying to put the moves on Eren has my whole heart. š« š« I canāt even explain it.
Ikr!!! I havenāt done much with Ms. Steal Your Man but yes!!! Sheās trying her best but has like zero skills! She just knows that sheās the one for him. I still love the concept. Weāre on the same page, anonie!
description: eren and mikasa make love in a hot springā¦ that is allā¦
pairing: eren x mikasa, eremika (aot, snk)
universe: og/original
**smutty**
Eren found peace in the hot springs, often spending his free time hiking well within Wall Maria to the hot spring, sauna and spa resort in the mountains.
A small cabin complex for weary travelers, wedged into the side of the mountain, small pools of hot water scattered, isolated. The long trees and tall rock structures surrounded the spring like a cocoon, wooden planks imitating walls creating roof-ed structures.
Eren would sit naked on the smooth wooden surface, let the steam tickle his skin with a warm embrace. The hot dewy air made it easier to breathe, easier to bear the reality and responsibilities of this world. The bright shine of the near-setting sun on the water highlighted what little beauty was left to enjoy, made it more difficult to close his eyes on it.
He heard a splash and ignored it, keeping his eyes closed and breathing meditatively, spacing out his breath into three intervals of five seconds: five second inhale, five second hold, five second exhale. He was always alone here, the splashes always being a small animal or a twig falling in.
Being lost in the crystal-clear air of the mountains had its perks, one being that rarely did he encounter anyone. No one to ask who he was, why he was there, where he was going to, who he was running from. He never had an answer for those questions, or at least never a good one.
Never having to introduce himself, never having to actively be himself... The feeling erupting in his chest, like he had been uplifted from the ancient curse, like the weight of eternal and immortal expectations had dissolved like acid kissing skin... A taste of freedom.
It could only be made better with the company of select friends, the presence of certain family, the close shared proximity with the love of his life.
He thought of her... of leaving her behind. It was inevitable, and he was searching through his dreams for some solution to stop it, to live on by her side. His attempts felt futile, and as he sat in the most beautiful place alone, wondering if maybe heād end up wasting the rest of his time cluelessly searching for a way to extend it, instead of spending it with her and everyone else too.
He used his forearm to wipe the water droplet from near his chin. Another perk of the sauna is, if it was hot enough, the sweat was indistinguishable from the tears.
*********
Eren had been feeling particularly dirty today and he'd had an awful premonition that were getting more horribly more vivid and despite Erwin and Hange's disapproval Levi still used Eren as titan-target practice. So it was a long day, and he really wanted nothing more than to hurry to the hot springs.
But Mikasa had insisted on visiting the replacement graves for their parents today, citing that it might be the last time in a while before they can visit again, and only Eren knew just how correct that statement was.
They were silent on the walk there, their bodies actively fighting the magnetic pull between their fingers as they walked.
At the grave site, they had become aware of the temperature drop, and Mikasa started shivering slightly, her muscles too fatigued from training to resist the cold.
He draped his sweater over her arm, his hands lingering on her shoulders as he thoughtfully placed the fabric in a way to keep her warm. The touch from his hands was warm enough, the area instantly heating up her skin and radiating throughout her body.
It was the walk around the cemetery, no particular destination, when Mikasa finally broke the silence: "How are you doing, Eren?"
He stopped walking momentarily, the question catching him off guard. He thought about what he was doing all the time; never how he was doing. Did he even want to burden her with that?
Was there any point in lying? This was Mikasa, she knew so much about him she could likely tell if he were lying from the sound of his voice.
And yet she trusted him so deeply sheād also reject that.
She stopped a couple paces in front of him and turned to face him. He debated how much to divulge. The details were long and nuanced and boring and he was still sorting them out.
āI'm... adjusting," Eren answered neutrally after pondering. Mikasa eyed him carefully, squinting as the final ray of golden light struck her face, lighting up her eyes.
He smiled lightly as he stared her, heat erupting from the center of his chest and spiraling out like an untamed fire. He suppressed the forming tears in the corner of his eyes, blinking them away. He always did think she was beautiful. He never told her that.
Maybe he should tell her that. "I'm happy right now." He smiled softly. With you.
She turned around to face ahead. She was skeptical, but she also doubted that skepticism, leaving her at a crossroads. He felt the stinging signal spread to his tear-glands, forcibly swallowing to take his mind off the sensation. "That's good. Maybe we should visit here more." She started walking again.
Maybe it was because deep down he wanted her to know that despite everything, he was still human, and he still needed joy and relief to survive; maybe it was because he wanted the most serene place in the world to be her surviving memory of him; maybe it was because the weight of the world was crushing him and the strongest soul in existence stopped in front of him and he so desperately didn't want to be alone.
Eren took a rushed couple steps and grabbed her wrist, pulling her to a stop and causing her to twist her body to face him. "I want to take you somewhere. Come with me."
He didnāt wait for a response, just started leading without looking back to see if she truly stayed. She followed Eren to the mountains obediently, asking questions at first but stopping after becoming frustrated with Eren's cryptic answers. This place was sacred, exposing this place meant exposing his remaining solitude, his last freedom. Or maybe she'd be the spoon making it easier to taste.
When they'd finally arrived, Eren quickly rushed Mikasa through the main entrance and out the back. Mikasa was confused as there was little time to process her thoughts and surroundings, but she was amazed at how comfortable Eren was here, that alone was strikingly obvious.
He brought her to his most frequented spring, his favorite because of how isolated yet comforting it was. The enclosure was small and warm, moss covering the rocks and wisteria--fake, maybe--hanging between. He stopped in front of the open door and held his arm out, gesturing for her to enter. She did, glancing around in wonder, still taking it all in.
"A hot spring?" Mikasa asked, turning around to face the doorway. "This is where you come every day." It was more of a processing statement than a question and it didn't necessarily require an answer, but Eren nodded anyway. His future and dreams were cloudy and ambiguous; he didn't want tonight to be.
He started taking his shirt off, already warming up from the steam accumulating in the loosely closed-off room. "I love it here," he answered quietly, eyes gazing around the room, noting the small differences from yesterday. He moved on to remove his shorts.
Mikasa's face erupted into various shades of pinks and reds, her eyes widening slightly and fixating on Eren's eyes, biting her lip to relieve the tension from holding her gaze above his sculpted collarbones.
He shifted slightly to pull the short off his foot and Mikasa's eyes glanced at the glistening sweat forming on his sharp collarbones, pointing like an arrow towards the tough ridges that make up his abs.
She licked her lips, catching glimpses of his firm ass as he stepped into the spring, wading to the middle where it reached his naval. She gulped harshly as the water kissed up his thighs, instantly hugging his skin.
"I can't describe it," Eren sighed, running his hands over his face and letting the hot water forge different trails to his chest, his brown hair turning black as it absorbed the water. Mikasa's eyes followed the sweat traveling down his chest, watching it culminate into the reflection of the same site and watching the process in reverse. "You have to try it, Mikasa."
She pursed her lips, hesitant, before complying by slowly undoing the buttons on her shirt. She could feel Eren's eyes on her, intensely watching the finite movements of her fingers caressing the button, and she felt the heat rising to her cheeks. The thought of asking him to do it for her crossed her mind.
She shrugged off the top and her hands moved to the buttons on her pants, surprised at the increased breathability for her skin. Mikasa briefly caught Eren lick and bite his lip as he kept his eyes trained on her hands.
Eren waded closer, the water line settling now just above his hips. The water lapped at the paler skin, inching threateningly closer to where his cock was starting to harden. His breath hitched at the sight of her bending over to pull the pants over her knees, her cleavage rounding and the weight of her boobs distorting the structure, starting to fall out of the bra.
He kept his eyes fixed on her chest, fully aware of her gaze on him, as she started to stand up and stepped out the pants, leaving them on the floor.
She placed her hands delicately on the thin straps of her lace panties, and she was secretly psyched at her bold choice this morning. Eren stepped forward, the water loudly splashing out of the way, a splash lapping at her feet.
"Wait," he said quickly, "wait." He looked up at her from in the pool, the water to his knees. He held one hand up to her. "May I?" There was a hopeful rejuvenation sparkling in his eyes, an unspoken promise on his tongue.
His hands were inching towards her hips, giving in to an unseen magnetic pull, like he already knew she'd say yes. She'd paused in disbelief, her body becoming unbelievably warm. "Mika?"
As soon as the breathless "Yes," landed in one ear, Eren's hands snapped to her hips, holding the thin delicate fabric so tightly in his rough hands. His palms and forearms rested against the length of her thick thighs, the fading light still highlighting the muscle.
Eren took a slight step forward, disturbing the peace of the water and pressed his face to her crotch, still clutching onto the panty straps, like he'd drown if he let go. Eren inhaled deeply, a shiver ran down his spine and pulsed right to his cock because she smelled so, weirdly delicious.
He swallowed the saliva building on his tongue and rested his chin just above the top panty line. He stared up at her to find her staring at him, both hands reaching to his hair for stability. He could feel her heart beat to the pelvic muscles; she could feel the panty fabric dampen.
His throat was dry and he was at a loss for words as he stared at her and slowly started tugging down the straps. He stopped when the fabric had bunched just above the lips, letting them teasingly peek out at himself, and he licked his lips. Eren bit the fabric quickly, pulling back, looking up to make eye contact with it in his teeth before abruptly letting it recoil back and roughly yanking the rest of the panties down.
His hands immediately wrapped to her butt cheeks, grabbing one in each hand, like they were his new life support in the still pleasant waters. Mikasa moaned as he fondled the skin, grabbing and folding the soft flesh in his strong, rigid grip.
Meanwhile his mouth pressed kisses like it was paying a nonexistent fare as his mouth ventured lower, lips meeting lips. Her soft gasps served as conductors, waving him on. He sucked firmly, licking out exploritorily, smirking as his tongue registered the taste of her.
Eren lowered one hand from her ass cheek to between her thighs and swirled his thumb in the fluid. She was more wet than the steamed air.
He smirked at the gasp Mikasa released as his thumb cautiously pressed between the labia, his tongue following his finger and his mind making mental notes of where he'd touched that she was the loudest.
His thumb slid easily on her wet skin, alternating pressure with light thin tongue flicks or hard flat licks. Butterflies and extreme heat erupted in her stomach, spreading across her body like wildfire instantaneously.
"Oh, Eren!" she moaned loudly, clutching onto his scalp and pushing her weight onto him slightly, her knees wobbling from the pleasure.
Eren firmly grabbed one thigh in his hand and guided it to rest on his shoulder, his other hand supporting her standing leg. He supported her weight and she pressed into him and tightened her thigh to his face as he continued to lick hungrily at her clit, happier with this angle, with the weight of her thigh against his cheek.
After a few moments he smacked her cheek and pulled his head away, staring up at her with shiny eyes and a moist mouth. āOn the ground,ā he ordered.
Mikasa instantly obeyed, scampering onto the cold stone ground and sitting down. She hummed as the strangely cool rock soothed the hot stinging of the smack.
He leaned over her a heartās beat later. Within seconds he was hovering over her legs, manhandling and kissing up her thighs, biting at the skin and licking to make up for it.
Eren moaned when he tucked his nose to her pussy and delicately touched his tongue to her clit again, his hands gripping her thighs that squeezed together, blocked by his head, pressing against his cheeks instead.
The pleasure went on for minutes, the sound an ungodly symphony, before the skin became too raw and too sensitive and Mikasa had to push his face away.
She was aching to catch her breath, her chest heaving, her heart racing, her pulse electrifying. He was smirking at her, also breathing deeply, like he were willing to sacrifice air to drink more of her. His eyes sparkling like he were staring at an angel; she was shining with a halo of sweat and condensation.
Mikasa opened her mouth to say something, barely got the semblance of an āIā out when Eren had lunged to her, the magnetic pull becoming too overwhelming to ignore anymore. Their mouths collided, his hand reaching out to hold her in place, and it felt like the steam from the sauna had penetrated their barriers.
She had moved to hover over his lap, lower thighs kissing but upper thighs barely touching, yearning out and aching to close the space. Erenās hands were too busy exploring her breasts and upper back to pull her closer, and he was too overstimulated to focus on the drops landing on his hard cock, the mixed droplets of his saliva and her discharge.
Erenās brain was short-circuiting: there was too much of her to focus on, and there were so many sensations of her skin of his to process. She was overwhelming.
Eren loudly moaned when her hand shyly reached for his cock, confidently gripping it yet stroking it coyly. The contradictory strokes sent electrifying waves of pleasure to his brain, pumping more blood back to his cock so he could feel it more.
The noises blissfully slipped out of his mouth as she tugged on him, kissing and nipping softly at the skin on his neck while bouncing lightly on her knees, letting her clit just grace his tense thigh, the ghostly friction teasingly divine.
When the heat boiling inside became too much and the heat from the moist air made the sweat stick to his skin, Eren roughly gripped her bum with both hands and pulled her onto her lap.
She fell into him, yelping at the sudden motion then quickly moaning at the friction between her wet clit and his thigh, the moist sheen between causing her to slide towards his crotch, his hard cock upright wedged between their abdomens.
He waited until she made eye contact before kissing her, brushing a strand of hair from her eyeline then holding her neck. He used his other hand to guide her hips as she rocked back and forth, both of them moaning softly into the otherās warm mouth.
Mikasa used her hand to lather his cock in the wetness that had gathered between her legs, the mixture of sauna steam and sweat and saliva and fluid. Erenās eyes screwed shut and his face twisted in pleasure at the movements, pulling away from the kiss and softly moaning her name, his grip on her skin tightening.
The steam was infiltrating his mind, he could feel the water lift the weight of everything despite the very real muscular weight shifting in his lap. He felt the buoyant feeling in his chest, lifting the shackles.
āMikasa,ā he started softly, tears welling into his eyes, āwhatever happensā¦ā He tucked his nose into her neck, unable to look at her. A hot tear slid down his cheek. The words choked in his throat, making it hard to breathe.
Her hand firmly gripped his cheeks and forced him to look at her. She was smiling so softly, a look that made the warmth of the sauna air around them feel cold. Her thumb unknowingly wiping away the tear.
āI know, Eren,ā she replied soothingly, rubbing her thumb once or twice against his cheekbone. āMe too.ā He returned her smile before she kissed him gently, slowly, so slowly Eren wondered if time had been paused. āAlways,ā she murmured against his lips.
āAlways,ā he whispered quickly in agreement, foreheads pressed together, eyes closed.
She lowered onto his cock, the explosive burst of electricity inside drastically drowning out their quiet tones, amplified the feeling ten thousand-fold.
Erenās lips hovered over her chest, panting, periodically pressing kisses or nips to the goose bumped skin. He pawed between her bum and hips as he rocked his hips in rhythm with her bounce, drinking in her loud moans.
The motion was slow, not greedy like before. The kisses were softer and more tender, the touches were longer and warmer. The pleasure felt amplified somehow, like the crowded steam air made it impossible for it to evaporate, keeping it condensed inside them, making every touch and every movement and every kiss feel so much more powerful.
He gently rolled them over, carefully placing his hand behind her head to prevent it from hitting the hard rock.
Her nails clawed into his back, breaking through the steam-heated skin but stopping at the strong muscle, leaving raised red reminders for tomorrow.
He thrusted in and out, slowly, taking his time, like he had all of it in the world. Mikasaās fingers clawed at his pecs with one hand and the other grabbed a fistful of Erenās overgrown hair, dragging him closer.
When the sensation in her pelvis spread to the rest of her body and her toes started to curl, she wrapped her arms underneath Erenās shoulders and held him close, eliminating as much of the distance between their skin. The sweat acted like magnetic glue, pulling and sticking their bodies together with intricate forces.
She moaned loudly and unapologetically, taking each thrust as he whispered compliments and novelties in her ear, telling her she looked so gorgeous like this, being fucked by him.
She was too breathless to tell him he looked and felt godly, hand crafted by a higher power. She worried heād laugh at her anyway.
Eren was rapidly approaching his climax, and from the way her thighs clenched around his waistāso tight practically preventing him from movingāhe could tell Mikasa was too.
He pushed deeper, fighting against the strength of her thighs around him to pull out ever so slightly and using even more force to push deeper inside. Only two hard pumps and he came inside her, Mikasa still grinding herself against his overstimulated cock, causing him to choke out her name and jerk his hips back, which her hips instinctively chased.
Her thighs loosened around him and he slipped out. He layed onto the cool stone and pulled her into his arms, resting her head onto his chest, her skin hot and red and sweaty.
He stared at the wooden ceiling, wondering if his vision was so blurry because of her or the steam. He closed his eyes. He didnāt even care if it was blurry. He was in his favorite place with his favorite person, living in his blissful freedom.
She lifted her head a little to look at Eren, their eyes and lips aligning. āMikasaā¦ Iā¦ā She stared at him with a happy, cozy smile, like the ones theyād wear when they snuggled with his mother by the fireplace when they were kidsāat home.
The words choked in his throat. Tears welled in both their eyes, but her expression didnāt waver. He kissed her instead, mouthing the words into her mouth, etching them inside with his tongue.
He relaxed into her touch, fell into her intoxicating kiss all over again, when she carved the reciprocal sequence of letters into his mouth.
This is literally SA x TW!! https://youtube.com/shorts/9ELbkVSd6S0?si=k9IfAj-ECVW450Tf
Oh right, I think we got this video before, definitely SA/TW. Checks all the boxes. They made a lovely family picture.
How awkward they mustāve thought Eren was with women before Mikasa quit her job. And the family is lovely too. I donāt think we ever really discussed children for these two.
is this JIF or Star Athlete? -> https://youtube.com/shorts/LeBvd25uz4Y?si=MNZMcD283UsGJAuB
I think I saw this on Twitter. Definitely JIF. SA/TW are a little too rooted for it to be them since their families are already pretty close. Itās really a nice sentiment. Gives the rest of us gals hope lol
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