#eremike

[erens-coochie]

My amazing, perfect, correct opinions. I don't care enough about a lot of these characters to care about their ships

[galassianera]

Logan Lerman-Eren Jaeger

[lady-bertrams-pug]

YOU tell me what your Mike ships are! *purrs* And if you wanna do one with Jean too bc he's your fave right?

Ah, Mike…my gentle giant who deserves all the love *sniffles*

Hm let’s see… mikeri is probably my favorite ship for him, the tol and smol work so beautifully together.

mikeru! Dorky old husbands with a house full of big old floofy doggos are my kryptonite.

mikeren! They have so much to give to each other - Mike could give Eren peace and stability, Eren could infect Mike with his enthusiasm :)

mikenana! Trust, friendship, camaderie… what better base can you have for a lovely relationship?

Edit: I totally forgot the Jean part orz... and Jean is my bicycle lmao!

erejean is so lovely! And they can complement each other so nicely once they get past their superficial bickering.

levijean... simply magnetic.

jeanmarco! One of my first ships and still going strong *sobs*

erujean! Commander and future commander? Heck yes.

jeankasa! What could be more gratifying than Jeanbo finally landing his terrible crush?

jeansasha! Could make a really cute and energetic couple.

and finally (I know you’ve been waiting for it) jearmin! Kind of brain and brawn dynamics. Armin could keep our pony boy from embarrassing himself. Unless it’s about himself lol.

[lady-bertrams-pug]

I drew in your breath And I keep on breathing I've tasted, I've seen And now I want more 'cause you breathed your fragrance on me You breathed your fragrance on me Late have I loved you Late have I loved you (Gungor - Late Have I Loved You)

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[lady-bertrams-pug]

22, eremike. Please and thank you :)

22, “I´ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don´t notice”, coming right up.

Tags: the obnoxious flower shop au, cheese and fluff, sorry not sorry, flower language, Mike is terrible at romancing, or maybe not?

Read under the cut or on AO3.

“That’s the last bunch”, Eren said, placing a container full of roses on the shelf. He regarded his work, wiping his hands on the apron. Behind him, Mike made a noncommittal sound, and Eren´s heart sank. Mike had never been much of a talker, but lately he was even more uncommunicative than usual, and frankly it was eating at Eren.

They were together for more than two years now, and opened their flower shop about a year ago. Many friends had doubted that the odd couple would last very long, especially since running a business meant that they spent more or less 24 hours a day together. Eren was lively, loud, energetic and enthusiastic, while Mike was quiet, thoughtful and withdrawn. Instead, they complimented each other beautifully. Mike grounded Eren, helped him keep his temper in check, while Eren pulled Mike out of his shell.

Eren had never thought their communication was missing anything, not with how much the quiet blond could convey with a small smile, a gentle touch of his hands.

And with flowers.

Mike was an incurable romantic at heart who still knew and believed in the language of flowers, and what he couldn´t tell his boyfriend in words he said in bright, cheery bouquets that he placed all over their apartment.

Lilies. White carnations. Sweet william. Striped tulips. Yellow roses. Ranunculus. Red chrysanthemum. Tuberose when he was in a teasing mood.

Towards clients, Mike was adamantly friendly and polite, but sometimes he couldn’t resist hiding little messages in their bouquets when they pissed him off. Delphinium and sunflowers, hortensia and wolfsbane looked innocent enough, but basically people carried home a pretty “fuck you”. Eren always had to dive into the storage room and bite his cheeks when Mike bound one of those fashionable insults with an expressionless face.

But lately something had been bothering Mike. He was even more withdrawn and broody than normal, and often Eren felt his thoughtful gaze that was quickly averted when he looked up. First, he tried to brush the feeling off, but now he started panicking that something was really off.

Determined like always, Eren decided to take the bull by the horns. They had arrived at the shop early for deliveries and working on orders and wouldn’t open for another few hours. Plenty of time to talk. Take it slow, he told himself as he took some calming breaths. Don’t get hysterical, it’s probably nothing. We’re happy together, aren’t we?

He moved over to the work table where Mike was already busying himself with the day’s orders and looked over the list. A number of arrangements for an anniversary had to be done, callas, lilies and pink roses.  For a while, he silently placed the blossoms in flower sponge. Normally, working side by side without saying much didn’t faze him. Today, it seemed to weigh him down and press the air out of his lungs.

“Mike”, he started quietly, hating the quiver in his voice. “Is there something bothering you?”

The blond spared him a curious glance. “Not at all. Why?” Maybe it was just his imagination, but Eren thought he heard a hint of wariness.

“Because. Um. You speak even less than normal. And it feels like you’re brooding over something. And. And I´ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don´t notice. As if you’re considering something. Is it… are you fed up? I mean I know I’m loud and obnoxious, and I always drag you out for something, and if you want some more peace I can understand, and it´s okay if you need more alone time, all you have to do is ask, but if it's… if it’s something more, can you please tell me, because it’s killing me, and I’m terrified you don’t love me anymore, or I get on your nerves, and… oh fuck, Mike, please don’t leave me.”

Eren was horrified that all of this just tumbled out of his mouth willy-nilly, and he was even more horrified by the tears that started to run down his face. This was exactly how he had not intended the conversation to go. Somewhere mid-ramble his hands had clenched around the rosebuds, and the thorns dug painfully into his skin.

Mike had gone paperwhite. He dropped the clippers and bouquet he had been holding and swept Eren into a crushing embrace. “Eren, please no. Stop crying. It’s not like you think at all. I love you. Do you hear me? I love you. More than ever. Don’t ever think I could leave you, or grow tired of you.” He cradled the crying brunet in his arms, smoothed over his hair, kissed the tears from his cheeks until eventually they ended flowing.

Eren leaned against Mike’s chest and hugged him back, caught between relief and embarrassment. “You promise it’s all good?”

“Hm-hm”, Mike hummed and kissed the top of his head. “I´m sorry I made you worry. I didn’t even realize I was showing…” He bit his lip.

“Showing what, Mike? Can you please finally tell me what the fuck is up here?” Eren sounded exasperated and tired.

Mike released his arms and directed Eren to a stool next to the work table. He looked a little sheepish. “Okay. I will tell you. Um… just a minute, okay?” Then he turned around and rummaged in the assorted flower containers.

Eren was stunned. Was Mike really going to let him stew here and tend to his work first? What the fuck? Plus whatever he was doing there… it looked terrible. His hands trembled, and he kept dropping stems, ripped off leaves and nearly fell over a bucket full of ferns. Finally he managed to assemble something that looked like a child might have grabbed it from the neighbour’s garden, and shoved it into Eren’s hands with an anxious look.

Puzzled, Eren looked down.

Stephanotis. Ivy. Orange blossom. Peach blossom. Red columbine. Heliotrope.

He summoned what he knew about flower language, and then realization struck him.

Oh.

Mike still looked terribly nervous, fingers fiddling with his apron, and Eren had to bite back a smirk. Mike was never nervous, never flustered, and the sight was so endearing he could have watched for hours. Instead, Eren got up and ambled along the shelves stacked with flowers. His fingers danced along a bunch of yellow carnations, and he heard a sharp intake of air behind his back. He chuckled and slid into the storage room, quickly spotting what he was looking for. Struggling to keep a straight face, he returned with a potted red geranium.

Mike looked at the plant, then his eyes snapped up to Eren’s face. A smile, radiant like the sun, spread on his face, and their kiss tasted like greens and rain and life.

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Lily: beauty, elegance, sweetnesswhite carnation: endearmentsweet william: smilestriped tulip: beautiful eyesyellow rose: happiness, affection, joyranunculus: you are radiant, I am dazzled by your charmsred chrysanthemum: lovetuberose: voluptuousnessdelphinium: haughtinesssunflower: pridehortensia: cold-heartednesswolfsbane: misanthropecalla: magnificent beautypink rose: friendship, grace, admirationstephanotis: marital blissivy: marriageorange blossom: traditional for bridal bouquetspeach blossom: hopered columbine: anxiousnessheliotrope: devotionYellow carnation: rejectionred geranium: stupidity

[momtaku]

On the note of Ackerman parallels and losing their most important person, we've actually already seen that once before. Early on Mikasa genuinely believed Eren was dead and went through a moment where she deliberated suicide but ultimately decided against it, wanting to carry on his memory instead. Do you think we might see some parallels of this in Levi's future development?

Actually, we’ve seen it twice before!  With Uri’s death, Kenny’s sole purpose became acquiring his power. He longed to see the world from Uri’s perspective, to be able to experience Uri’s love and compassion. He died chasing that dream.

Kenny continued to live for Uri after his death. Mikasa was going to live for Eren.  But they still had their acker-autonomy. Kenny didn’t move on but I think it’s likely Mikasa would have. If anything happens to Eren, I believe she would continue to see the beauty in the world and would thrive. 

You ask about Levi’s future development. Unlike Mikasa, Levi came into this story as the final product. He’s not changing. There is no future development. With that in mind, I don’t see his bond with Erwin changing. Nothing happened to sever their attachment. Levi didn’t lose faith in Erwin or feel betrayed by him. He loved him to the end. His final words to Erwin were a reaffirmation of his promise. Levi will kill the Beast Titan because he promised Erwin. And I believe he will continue to work hard in pursuit of Erwin’s dreams.

[alliechick]

Me and @honjizoo were talking about eremike and dogs and modern aus and then this happened - Mike has a pug named Pudding Cup he quietly dotes on - Pudding Cup is a VERY FRIENDLY dog who wants all the attention and to make friends with all the other dogs - For some reason, Pudding Cup is particularly interested in a mastiff at the dog park - A mastiff that happens to be a big coward and is weary of Pudding Cup, who constantly is chasing and/or trying to hump him - Mike, a reserved guy, is embarrassed at constantly having to apologize to the mastiff's owner, Eren - Who happens to be attractive and loud and passionate about dogs. Particularly his beautiful, gentle Theodore - Turns out, Eren has a thing for gentle giants. - Which is good, because Mike is fond of little energetic cuties - And then they start dating and stuff

[fairylights101writes]

Eren wiggled against Mike, their bodies warm within the confines of the huge and thankfully thin confines of the sweatshirt. The blond grunted when he accidentally rammed an elbow into Mike’s ribs but waited patiently until the brunet settled down again before he buried his nose back into Eren’s neck. “Comfy yet?”

“Nah,” Eren drawled, sarcasm dripping as he twisted around and kissed Mike’s temple. “I think I’ll have to move again in a minute or two.”

“Do it and I’ll kick you out of the sweatshirt.”

Eren gasped, mock horror and a teasing lilt filling his voice as he wiggled his hand so the far-too-long sleeve could expose his hand so he could prod Mike in the side of the skull. “You wouldn’t.”

“I would in a heartbeat if it meant saving my organs.”

“Well that’s just rude. Your organs like it when I try to impale them with my elbows!” Mike snorted and squeezed Eren’s hips, his hands within the sweatshirt itself and not the sleeves like Eren’s were. He missed holding those huge, rough palms but the current placement was almost preferable - partly because of the downright cruel way Mike was rubbing circles into the dips of his hips. His beard scratched along Eren’s neck and he shivered, neck dropping back so Mike could reach more. That earned him a sound of approval that made heat well in his gut and his fingers curl as Mike pressed gentle kisses to his neck.

“So I’m guessing this was a good buy?” Eren managed, voice barely coherent or together at the feathery touches that Mike skimmed across his neck or kneaded into his hips.

“Very,” Mike murmured into his skin and he smirked when Eren twisted again, this time enough so that he could bump their noses together.

“You’re an ass.”

“I know. Wanna watch some terrible Christmas movies?”

“Are we talking Frosty or something like that?”

“Something like that,” Mike murmured as he leaned in and pecked Eren’s mouth before he sat up with a quiet groan from Eren. Two pairs of feet hit the floor and they awkwardly walked over to the TV, Eren’s face thoroughly buried in Mike’s chest as he traded the anders with Mike and slid his around that thick, toasty torso instead.

“I’ll get more of these when the stores open.”

“Excellent, because if you weren’t I was going to.”

Eren just laughed and nestled closer as Mike walked him back to the couch and they sank down together, bodies pressed close and hands tangled together as the opening for some foreign Christmas movie started to play. “We should get sweatpants-”

“No.”