EREN LOVES HIS SON more than anything. Growing up with a father who tended to give his patients more love and care than his own son, your husband was worried greatly about following in his father’s footsteps.
He just wanted his boy to like him.
The bittersweet memories of Eren venting to you about his worries and fears over being a good father—while you stroked his long hair as he rested his head against your bump—came flooding back once you walked into your living room. There he was, sitting on the couch on a lazy Sunday afternoon with a bucket of popcorn for himself, while your three-year-old son smacked adorably on a cup of applesauce. Together, they watched about four episodes of a Nick Jr. show.
“Wanna watch one more?” Eren said, grabbing the remote as the show’s catchy outro song started to play.
“Uh huh!” Your son beamed.
As Eren pressed the play button, he reached over to gently pinch his son’s cheek, who giggled in response. That’s when Eren noticed you, and the love in his eyes only shined brighter once he caught a glimpse of his beautiful wife; the mother of his child.
Next thing you know, you’re cuddled up in between Eren and your baby boy, munching on buttery popcorn and encouraging your son to sing along to his favorite show. At the sight of it, Eren couldn’t help but press a kiss against the side of your head.
you watched as eren patted your newborns back to get her to fall asleep, slowly swaying back and forth. “shhh..daddy’s here, yeah?” eren coos, kissing the brown of her head, his lips disappearing in her tufts of brown hair. eventually, she falls asleep, her soft snores not going unnoticed by either of you. you and eren walk into you two’s shared bedroom and sit down on the bed together. “i’m proud of you.” you say to eren, who was looking at you in awe.
“for what?” eren asked, pulling you into a hug. “being a good dad. i know this is a lot for you.” you tell him, watching his green eyes soften.
What do the AOT Dads do when the baby's crying and it's not for any basic needs or emergency reasons? And you're dog-tired, so they ain't getting any backup.
this was so fun to think about LOL thank u anon for the idea :)
dad!eren who uses the distraction method for any and all tears. baby is crying and he goes through the mental checklist: not hungry cause they just ate, no poopy diaper, not hurt. his go to is just doing whatever he can to distract his baby from being sad. he grabs the item closest to him and just shakes it in his baby’s face like oooooh look at this bag of almonds! listen to the sound cool sound it makes when you shake it! panic city: population eren
dad!armin who does his very best to talk your baby through their emotions even tho they are 1 and can’t speak LOL. ur baby cries because the blender makes a loud noise and he tries to explain it to them like see? it’s just helping daddy make a smoothie! it’s not so scary or when they cry because their sippy cup falls he picks it right up and is like it’s ok! it was just an accident! here you go! he’s so sweet i wanna eat him whole
dad!jean who talks to ur baby like a normal person LOL he just looks at them, maybe rubs their chubby lil legs a bit, and he’s like you don’t even know why you’re crying, do you? i’ve got you, quit whining, no baby voice, no engaging sensory tactics, he loves ur baby sm he just struggles to understand their dramatics. you overhear him from the other room like nothing’s wrong with you, i checked everything, you’re just being dramatic, like your mom (or whatever u preferred to be called)
dad!connie who shakes your baby every time they cry. he just picks them up and throws them around in his arms in hopes of getting them to laugh. he tickles them, bounces them on his hip, puts them on his shoulders. it’s a 50/50 method…when it works, it works seamlessly, but when it fails…ur baby cries harder than before. hit or miss honestly
dad!levi who is very in tune with your baby’s cries, so its not often for him to be confused or overwhelmed with the situation at hand. he knows the tiniest differences in ur baby’s cries, which ones mean they’re hungry, tired, stinky, or just bored. he’s great at differentiating the situations and having a plan for each one. usually just rocks your baby in his arms or walks them around the house, giving them a change of scenery or something to look at. he is the Best Father, offically.
dad!reiner who sings to your baby every time their eyes begin to water or their lip begins to quiver. he’s not even good at singing LOL but its something about the vibration of his voice or the sudden change in situation that stops your baby from crying almost every single time. porco is over ur house one time and the three of them are hanging out and ur baby randomly starts to get fussy and the last thing porco expects is for reiner to fully break out into a personal rendition of shake it off by taylor swift. he secretly records a video of it and sends it in their friend gc every time reiner gets snippy with him
dad!porco who fake cries right back in your baby’s face every time they cry for no reason. your baby whines and screams its little head off and porco is quick to mimic its cries right back to them....ur little baby is so confused and gives him a side eye that practically screams “dad, wtf are you doing....” and porco just smirks and is like “yeah, its not fun to listen to, is it?”
Hello An. I see that you need help getting rid of the strong writers block and needs some requests for drabbles. I’m willing to help you out and I do have a drabble request I cooked up right away for you. Could I request an Eren x Pregnant!Reader fluff where Eren was taking a sunbath completely naked laying on his stomach in the meadow near the mountains as the birds land on his eucalyptus crown and butterflies resting on his naked butt and back. As Eren is relaxing, he sees Y/N (she wore a pink maternity gown and pink flower crown) taking a nap with her laying on her side with the blanket pulled over her and her head on the pillow her. Then, Eren scooted closer to Y/N and lifted the blanket up to soothe her pregnant belly and gave it a kiss before talking to his unborn child telling them how much he loves them as much as he loved Y/N before reading a baby book to his unborn child since he learned from Armin that reading books to his child in Y/Ns womb is good for them. After Eren finished the stories he read, he began to sing lullabies to Y/N even though she’s still resting and his unborn child until he fell asleep. Finally, Y/N woke up to seeing Eren resting and began to rest her head in his bare chest watching the clouds? Thank you - 🌼
hello!! thank you so much for sending this in, i'll try my best!
warnings: fem!bodied reader, pregnancy.
The absence of your husband on your shared bed wakes you up, not feeling his hot body around. You don't even need to check to know where he is, a simple quick gaze through the window gives you the answer. There he is, laying on the grass, face down and breathing calmly, surrounded by butterflies and tiny birds that found on his bare back a place to rest. The leafs of his eucalyptus crown stick out his hair, where some butterflies perch ethereally. Your take softly your blanket and a soft pillow before walking towards him, the soft fabric of your pink nightgown whispering as you walk against the soft breeze.
Putting the pillow near to him, you cover your body with the blanket, searching the best position for your baby bump, now pretty noticeable because of the proximity of your child coming to the world. Eren feels your body next to his, as he takes his body under the blanket next to yours before opening an eye softly, facing you with a smile. His hands are quick to travel to your belly, cupping the place where you unborn son is. He caresses it softly, dancing around your skin with his fingertips, giving long caresses with his wide palm.
"I can't wait for you to come to my arms." He whispers, and you know he's talking to the baby. Eren spends a lot of time speaking to the child, singing for your belly and reading tales. It's true that the anxiety and the fear of being your firstborn is still beating somewhere, but you feel that, somehow, Eren soothes that fear away with just being by your side, showing you everyday how good of a dad he'll be to your child. "Me and mom already love you so much, we can't wait to hold you, kiss you, hug you, see you grow up." His hands are still gently caressing you, as his green, intense eyes are now fixed on yours, before he gets closer to kiss your temple. "I love you. And I'm grateful you let me form a family by your side. You're the biggest treasure life could have gifted me."
You're in a loss of words when Eren's bare body tangles with yours in a warm hug, tears on the corner of your eyes as you hug his back to put him closer - or, at least, as close as your baby bump lets you. Then, Eren starts one of the daily stories your unborn child gets to listen everyday. This time, the tale he chose is about a girl that wasn't taller than a thumb, and how she was able to save all her sisters from the hungry her family was passing. You smile at him when he's done.
"Don't you think the child is still to little to know about hunger crisis and sacrifices for the family?" Eren smiles softly before giggling.
"But he'll know the tale. It's entertaining." He sighs.
"For the kid or for you?" Eren laughs strongly, before kissing you deeply. Days by his side were way too perfect, too sweet, too soft. You could never get used to his affection, and you wish you never do. Every time he kisses you, still feels like the same time. The baby kicks against his hands, making him part for you.
"Alright, seems like it's time for a lullaby." Eren lays on his back before starting to sing softly, and lets you rest your head on his chest, feeling his soft heartbeat and the way his chest vibrates when he hums. The clouds look at you from above, probably jealous of your little family that, soon, will have one more member. One both of you can't wait to welcome.
CW: really none, just me getting my Dad!Eren scenarios and exploiting my baby fever.
Family fluff, Fater-daughter moment
Word Count: 770 words.
Summary:
For her fifth birthday, Eren takes his daughter Nina to the bookstore.
Standing in front of the bookstore’s door, Eren looked down at his daughter and asked, “Are you ready for this adventure, little one?” Unable to contain her excitement, Nina nodded vigorously. “Then let’s go,” the young father cheered, pushing the door open.
For her fifth birthday, Eren promised the young girl to take her to a bookstore nearby after work. The previous night, before going to bed, the two of them made a deal. They agreed that she could choose up to four books and that they would stop by the neighborhood’s bakery to buy a birthday cake.
Nina’s big, jade green eyes, which she inherited from her father, wandered around the place. Taken aback by how big the store was, she scanned the multiple floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books of all sizes and colors. A few minutes later, she glanced at her father, silently asking with her round, emerald-colored eye for permission to let go of his hand and go explore every corner of that magical place. An encouraging smile brightened Eren’s features as he slowly released the small and delicate hand he had been holding since they left home.
The little girl’s steps were hesitant at first, but when she noticed there were other kids around, exploring the store, her attitude slowly changed. She started picking up books and flipping the pages.
From time to time, she would turn to check whether her father was tagging along. Each time their eyes met, she would flash him a wide smile with her tongue poking from behind the missing tooth she had lost a week ago.
“Daddy,” Nina called for her father minutes later and pointed out one of the shelves out of her reach. “Can I have dis one, pwease?”
“Which one, darling?” he asked, studying the books lined on that shelf.
“Da one with snow.”
“Nice choice. I’ve read those when I was your age,” he commented, picking up the first book of the Tomten series. “How about we check if they have the whole collection before we leave?” The little brunette hummed in response, visibly happy. “Wanna look for more books?”
Nina nodded as her father pushed the strands of brown-colored hair that escaped from under her hat and partially covered her eyes. He then watched her go back to her book quest.
“Did you find anything?” he asked when he noticed she had been staring at the same shelf for several minutes.
She nodded before bending to grab a copy of The Giving Tree and handing it to him.
“Another nice pick. That’s my girl,” he approved, going through the pages of one of his childhood reads.
Eren knew that this experience was going to be unique. However, he didn’t expect it to unlock so many memories from his childhood.
“Thewe’s anotha’ one too. It has a gween dwagon with blue hownes hiding in a pocket.” She tugged at the hem of his dark gray duffle coat.
“Whatever my princess wants,” he said, gently squishing her rosy cheeks. “Where did you see it?”
“Thewe.” She designated a shelf behind him.
He grabbed the book and showed it to her. “This one?”
“Mhm!” Nina responded, giddily smiling.
“That’s all?”
She nodded once again before asking, “Can we stay a little longa’, pwease Daddy, pwease?” She looked up at him with big, round, and pleading eyes.
“Of course, my dear. I love this place so much. I have so many lovely memories here.” Noticing her puzzled expression, he explained dreamily, “Oma and I used to come here a lot with Uncle Armin. It was our favorite place,” he voiced, embracing the whole place with his loving gaze. He could’ve sworn he could hear his mother’s voice chatting with the owner as Armin and he were looking for their next reads. “And I wanted my little princess to discover it as well. Do you like it?”
“I love it, Daddy! Can we come back soon?”
“Of course, we can visit whenever you want.”
“Thank you.”
Nina spent the next thirty minutes happily wandering around and inspecting every nook and cranny of the store.
Once they asked for the remaining books from the series, they headed to the cashier.
“Is it your birthday, sweety?" the checkout girl inquired when Eren asked for a birthday card. She offered Nina a bunny shaped balloon when Nina bobbed her head.
Later that day, both dressed in their pajamas, Eren and Nina ate their cake slices while going through the pages of the books they bought that day.
Nina listened to her father tell her funny stories about the place and the old owner.
How would ezra having a girlfriend (age like 15) and inviting her over for dinner go
oh my God, it will be chaotic.
ezra would tell it to both you and eren during breakfast. he's been planning on it with his girlfriend for forever, especially because if ezra dates someone, it's more or less serious even tho he's so young (perks of having eren as a dad in this au bc he teaches his sons how to be gentlemen djehnd). eren would choke on his eggs and he'll ask ezra to repeat it. you, on the other hand, are somewhat surprised yet happy for your eldest. you're looking at him like, "huh," with a tiny smile.
"i'm bringing over my girlfriend for dinner later," ezra would say as if he's talking to a toddler, his eyes specifically on eren.
"ezra, when was this?"
eren would be so dramatic bc one of his babies is finally dating someone ??? [insert swooning from the head of this chaotic family] and it's at a younger age than when he had his first relationship dwhdw kids these days. cue eren just asking questions about ezra's girlfriend while you're patting him on the back bc he's more excited than anyone in the room. when you see ezra's eyes light up while talking about this mystery girl, you feel your heart melt. it's so pure and so sincere at the same time ??? if you can classify it, it's almost like puppy love at its finest bc ezra looks so infatuated that it has caspian gagging on his milk (mind you, he's basically a kid (11) and he's plotting something against ezra at this point), to which aran slaps his arm at.
then, the dinner comes.
the girl is absolutely pretty. eren feels so proud and just stares at you while you welcome ezra's girlfriend into the house. he's leaning on the wall, full on admiring you for being so kind and welcoming to this girl. once he finds ezra's gaze, he immediately nods in an impressed manner and flashes a thumbs-up at his son, something that ezra rolls his eyes at. aran and caspian peeks from the family room like gossiping little shits. caspian doesn't believe ezra could ever date someone in general, given that he's known for starting fights with the youngest of the family. aran, though, is amazed that ezra can act so soft ??? bc both of them are watching ezra whisper to his girlfriend's ear, with the girl shaking her head with a smile, and ezra would furrow his brows but there's underlying relief peeking through his face. (he's probably asking her if it's too much and she's saying it's alright. cue the choreographed awwww.)
ezra acting so lovey dovey with his girlfriend: 🦋🌼💞✨💕🥰💖😮💨🦋🌻🌷
cassie and ran while watching their brother: what the fuck ????? what sorcery is this ????
no, but really.
ezra with his girlfriend: 🥰🦋🥰🦋🌼
ezra with his brothers: 😈👹😈👹💢
during the dinner, you're engaging his girlfriend in a chat (read: interrogation). like what are her intentions with your son, what are her plans for the future, you know the usual parent questions that have every child cower in embarrassment. ezra is looking at you like, mom, are you crazy ?? shut upppp and eren is like, "no no, she's doing something right, ez, let your mother be." caspian, oh this little shit, is spewing all the random facts about ezra and even aran joins in.
"did you know he once practiced kissing using the back of his hand?" aran casually starts a conversation while cutting his hamburger steak.
"ooh! i saw that!" caspian cackles. he then makes kissy faces. "he was like this. i bet he was practicing for you! oh, we can't forget about him belly-flopping on uncle zeke's pool and his swimming trunks floated up the surface before him."
aran full-on laughs at the dinner table.
"oh, my God!" ezra exclaims with a warm face. "can you two shut the hell up?!"
"language," eren calmly points his fork at ezra. you simply narrow your eyes at him.
aran sobers up from laughing. "remember that one time he called 911 because our cousin, helene, got her period while visiting us?" he bursts out laughing again. "the 911 operator was laughing at him and he nearly cried."
"hey! i was eleven — i didn't know what to do. cut me some slack!" ezra glares at both of his brothers. "in my defense, you," he points at aran, "are freaking out, too! you were looking for tampons and pads in every drawer here!"
"at least i wasn't crying literal tears and shouting that she's bleeding out to death." aran looks at ezra's girlfriend, wordlessly saying, "you're dating this guy?"
ezra's girlfriend meekly catches your gaze. "is it always like this?"
you laugh a little. "understatement of the century."
it ends with eren adding on to the embarrassing stories (though he is proud of telling them rather than purely for embarrassing ezra), aran and caspian still giggling to each other, ezra out for blood, and you feeling so exhilarated that your family didn't scare the poor girl away.
summary: eren and y/n are at a gathering at armin’s place, and their 2 year old is exhausted. eren is equally as exhausted.
pairing: dad!eren jaeger x fem!reader
word count: 1.69k
warnings: none, fluffff
a/n: sigh my baby fever possessed me to write this 💔 might make armin a father as well if people end up liking this one (i will anyway) 😋
These gatherings were almost like a ritual to the group.
There wasn’t ever a specific place they met, they would always gather in different places, wether it’d be the beach, a park, or at one of their homes. It didn’t matter where it took place, just as long as everyone was there. Everyone was obligated to come.
So of course that includes the littlest Jaeger.
It was mid September, and although the weather wasn’t bad at all, some didn’t really feel like going out to public places like the local park, so the group decided on Armin’s new place, since Sasha and Annie still have yet to see it (their homes are farther from the rest)
They were all gathered in the spacious living room; Jean and Sasha on the long couch, while Mikasa and Armin sat on the smaller one. Historia and Ymir shared the beige-colored chair in the corner of the room, while Annie sat on one of the kitchen stools as she watched Y/N and Connie do the dishes (Armin insisted, but the two almost threatened him if he were to touch a dish).
As soon as Eren walked in, he all but restricted anyone from sitting on the big beige reclining sofa, claiming that he deserved it for helping Armin pick it out. Eren was grateful for going to Ikea that day with Armin to pick out the sofa he was now slouched on, recliner out and all. It was now his favorite spot in the whole house (besides the kitchen, since he loved playing around with the smart refrigerator).
As Y/N passed another dish for Connie to rinse and dry, she suddenly felt a tug on her pants, looking down to meet the tired eyes of her daughter.
She was quick to rinse and dry her hands to pick her up, giving all of her attention to the little girl. “Aw, what’s wrong Mimi? Everything alright?” She asked, already noticing the fatigue on her face.
She only snuggled into her mother’s neck, giving her the simple response of, “Tired.” Her vocabulary was fairly short, due to the fact that she was only 2 and learned her words from the ones around her (Eren got in big trouble the day Y/N heard the word ‘shit’ come out of her daughter’s mouth).
Y/N wasn’t surprised she got tired easily today, since Jean gave her more candy then Y/N would usually allow. And with the way her, Ymir, and Mikasa were running around in the yard earlier today, Y/N already saw this coming.
“You’re tired?” she asked again, earning a nod from the crook of her neck. “Okay, mommy’s almost done. Go sit next to daddy until I finish, okay?” She tells her, moving her head back to face her daughter again. Myra nodded, allowing her mother to put her down.
Walking tiredly, Myra slowly moved through the kitchen and made her way to the living room, spotting her father laidback in the corner of the room, limbs sprawled out on the sofa.
Eren wasn’t sure if it was the father instincts, but he was the first to notice her presence in the room, stopping the ghost story Jean swears is real to bring his full attention to his daughter.
“Mimi’s come to save us, everyone!” Eren exclaims, throwing jazz hands up as everyone joined and cheered her on for simply walking in. Jean didn’t like what Eren was implying, but clapped nonetheless.
“You’re not funny. Aren’t dads supposed to tell good jokes?” He questioned, attempting to steal a fry from Sasha’s plate, but failing miserably as she only swats his hand away.
“No Jean, I think it’s the other way around, they’re supposed to be corny.” Armin butts in, watching with a smile as Myra finally starts walking towards her father.
Eren could already see the fatigue on her face, holding his arms out for her once she got a little closer. “What’s up Mimi, you tired?” Eren questioned, laughing as she instead of answering, simply lifted her arms up for him to take her.
She responds with a nod, her hair falling over her face as she was lifted onto his lap. As soon as she was situated, she wasted no time in making herself comfortable, wiggling out of her dad’s grasp and laying her stomach down on his, her head right above where his heart was.
“Nevermind.” he sighs, making the whole room burst out into laughter. This only made Myra whine, the loudness distrupting her attempt at sleeping. “Sorry Myra!” Sasha whispered, finally giving a fry to Jean afterwards.
“I wonder what got her so tired.” Annie questions, making Jean sink into the couch out of guilt as Eren sends him an irritated glance.
“Jean went and gave her a sugar rush before we got here. It was absolute hell.” Eren’s eyes furrow in frustration as he remembers earlier today and how hard it was for him to catch a nap without his energetic 2 year old jumping all over him. All while Jean was happily eating lunch with his wife.
“Okay, but I didn’t know she wasn’t supposed to have that much candy! Kids eat candy like crazy, right?” He attempts to defend himself, looking around the room for support, only to be met with silence.
“Yeah, thing is she’s not a kid! She’s a toddler! Dumbass.” he mumbles the last part, hoping that Y/N somehow wouldn’t hear. But she always found a way how.
“Can someone please slap Eren for me?” She yells from the kitchen. “Stop cursing in front of Myra!”
Eren has no time to defend himself as volunteers step up to do what their friend asked, but Mikasa was the quickest, and Eren was even quicker. He swiftly grabs Myra’s frog blanket from the bag sat beside him and hids his face in it, saving it from the harsh blow of Mikasa’s hand.
“You’re lucky I didn’t miss completely, I just don’t wanna wake Myra.” she confesses, walking back to her seat.
“God, I cant believe we almost named her after you.” Eren groaned, blanket still clutched in hand.
“Mimi’s close enough for me.” She smiles, noticing the way Myra starts to squirm a bit. “Throw the blanket over her, I think she’s cold.” She suggests, bringing Eren’s attention back to the little girl on his chest.
Eren is quick to unravel the rather big blanket from his grasp and take it in both hands to bring it in the air, watching it fall perfectly onto her small figure. The blanket basically covered his whole torso, the end tickling his neck a bit.
“Thanks again for the blanket, Historia. She loves it so much, a little too much.” he says, feeling his daughter move under the blanket so that her little arms were wrapped around his torso as far as she could go. “She won’t use the one I got her anymore.” he says with a slight frown.
The group laughs again, but quietly this time, not wanting the little girl to possibly wake up in a fit.
“I wouldn’t blame her, to be honest.” Jean shrugs, giving Eren a knowing glance, as well as a sly smirk. He knows how mad Y/N would get if he were to disobey her, especially a few minutes after she scolded him. Since Y/N was only a few feet away, Eren aggresively sticks his middle finger up to the man. It’s not like Myra could see through the blanket anyway.
“Are you gonna finish your ghost story, Jean?” Annie asked, although she didn’t believe a word. She just wants to see him make a fool out of himself.
Jeans eyes light up, snapping his fingers together as he sits upstraight again, ready to go into full detail once again. “Right! Okay, okay, so right when I went to shave my beard...”
Eren let’s Jean’s apparent ghost encounter story fade in the background, focusing on the shallow breaths coming from his daughter. He felt himself getting a little drowsy himself, as if her sleepiness was seeping into him.
He doesn’t waste time lifting the blanket a bit to wrap a protective arm around her small figure under it, adjusting his posture on the sofa and crossing his ankles over one another. His let his neck sink into the back of the couch, letting his head go as well so he facing the ceiling. With the warmth of the blanket and the little girl under it, he couldn’t help but close his drowsy eyes as well, finally giving in.
A few minutes pass and Jean is done telling his story, but of course, no one believes him. All except Historia. “Thank you, Historia! See I’m telling the truth. Morons.” Jean rolls his eyes at the way Armin and Sasha curl up as they laughed, Mikasa and Annie trying their best to hold in theirs.
Jean soon notices the person who would’ve regurlarly had the most to say was being awfully quiet. Getting ready to scold him for not listening, Jean is met with a site he has to admit, is the cutest thing he’s seen all year.
Eren was deep in slumber, soft snores coming from him and the little girl that rested as peacefully as he did on top of him. The print of his arm around her could be seen through the green blanket, as well as both of their steady breaths. They looked so comfortable, it would be a pain for them to get up soon, which they would have to eventually.
“Awww, they’re adorable!!” Historia exclaims from the other side of the room, which seemed to catch Y/N’s attention all the way from the kitchen.
“What’s happening? Is something cute happening? Someone take pictures!” She exclaimed, wanting to abandon the plates and take them herself, but thinks that would be rather rude to leave poor connie alone.
“On it!” Sasha and Jean say in unison. Both are quick to pull out their phones, Jean getting the more unappealing angles, while Sasha actually put some effort into it and snapped a few photos.
These were being sent to every single person on her contact list.
this was written at like 2 am sorry if there are typos i swear i reread 💔
also i’m currently working on a mob fic idk if ppl still like those but i most definitely do so watch out for that one :p
