Manifest your enemy
tw: dark content #tw: toxic eren x reader
Manifestation, and its curious strings of destiny can create ground for prosperity, in a world full of unseen wishes.
Creations of pure desire rest within the walls of our heart, outlining our wants and needs into structure, which relies on everyday life. But, what happens when your mind and body can't seem to agree on what it requests?
A certain soul, hindering your ability to recognise your life path. A soul specifically created to corrupt, and disturb your goal here on earth.
Your manifestation is no longer focused on what it needs. Now, focused on what it craves.
Eren yeager
An entity so stubborn, the cosmos, who collect and empower the unwritten journey for the damned, deemed him unfit for the crossing of life forces.
It's true what they say, the temporary but physical word creates powerful manifestos, of which our soul must carry and ride out. Eren sealed the deal when first laid eyes upon you, of course in the year 845. The soul residing in him is a deeply disturbed one. He destroys, and he demands. He's possessive and he's controlling.
The description of his aura is a dark, draining, heaviness. How unfortunate for you, he has made it his soul’s mission to direct this energy towards ensuring absolute divine intervention. In every essence of living, without exception, his ultimate path is artificially manufactured to perpetually intervene with yours.
And that's where you find yourself. Internally, what feels like a void consisting of zero gravity, it becomes increasingly apparent that this was unlike a sweet, warming reassurance of a dream. This was real.
Deep-seated, nearly nauseating, eyes collide with yours. An earthly bewilderment and fury encapsulated glare, piercing into your unfortunate gaze. It was your roommate’s idea; Sasha’s opening house party. After only two weeks of transferring colleges did you settle at Tyrant University, you frantically assembled a schedule, and undoubtedly missed the roommate deadline. However, the universe decided to bestow its blessings upon you anyway. Sasha's eccentric and bubbly personality encouraged your natural, apprehensive stature. You don't like to admit it, but big events tend to make you skittish. So, the idea of a celebratory house party consisting of over 150 party goers, initially made you decline the invitation. Though, Sasha had a trick up her sleeve. She promised you an obscure amount of access to her boyfriend’s supply. Listen, college ain't effortless. You tend to lean on certain natural substances to quiet your mind. Ultimately being the deciding factor between the choices.
The feeling persisted through the night. For whatever reason, the intensity of the swift encounter sat buried and rooted inside your stomach. What was once a tolerable atmosphere has transformed into something darker.
You always took strange occurrences as signs.
Signs you're not safe.
Despite feeling stranded in the kitchen, (having stayed in the same spot for nearly twenty minutes due to the incessant chill down your spinal cord) Sasha profoundly made her way into the area, noticing your awkward stance and dazed stare.
“You okay, honey?”
Her warm touch, and pat on your back steered you back to the present. You straightened your posture, and forced the muscles surrounding your lips to tug, and fix itself into a smile. “Im headed to the bathroom.” Darting past her, you maneuvered your way through the crowd of sticky, glowing dancers on the floor. And up towards the lengthy staircase.
It's her.
Eren broke eye contact first, getting pulled deeper in the house, and his attention being urged for by the individuals that surrounded him. Mikasa threw him a beer, prompting him to steer his full focus back to the group he entered with. “Hey, ‘Ren. Try not to bring home any freshman tonight. They always take too much time in the bathroom during the morning.” Armin complained. The trio, and friends who followed after, stationed themselves in the living room. The kitchen in direct view, the layout was open, and Eren found his eyes immersed towards the person who caught his full attention. He spoke soon after, “‘Min, unless you finally have the fucking dick and balls to ask out Annie, shut up.” Armin glowed dusky red, and punched Eren in response. Though, Eren was more concerned about where you were headed, instead. He stood up, firm and attentive. Mikasa caught on quickly. The determination in Eren’s stance, his aura alone sparked bitter, intense embankment. Like he finally found what he was searching for, and already fixated on how to conquer his sudden discovery.
You found the restroom, hastily shutting the door and locking it. What's wrong with me?
Your body acted almost intuitively, the energy and presence of the individual finally giving you a sense of the phrase, ‘stranger danger.’
Standing before your mirrored perception, you granted yourself a moment of grace. The sheer amount of time you took getting ready exhausted you, but the result was forgiving. Your flattened, but styled hair lay neatly along the frame of your face, reaching the mid of your body. The simple, black knitted dress pressing tightly against your frail frame. You looked good.
The one night you allowed yourself to lean into your beauty, and it felt like you were getting punished for it. The virescent, emerald eyes that paraded the inside of your being, also visually assaulted your physical in the process. You disliked the feeling. The energy felt imbalanced, his arrival unpredictable almost. Your conscience felt betrayed. You contemplate why, why you felt as if your body knows more than you currently do. Why did someone you’ve never met make you feel the need to retreat? Why is he here?
You’re not sure where that last thought came from. You don't even know who He is. Why would it matter if he came to Sasha's party? You often found yourself rationing through possibilities, fighting to figure out a solid and simple explanation for the emotions that typically surge, and dominate your actions.
A sudden knock at the door froze your train of thought.
“Is someone in there? Jesus Christ, I need to take a leak!”
The air caught in your throat escaped slowly at first, but accelerated once you internalized the request and question at the door. “Yes! Sorry!” You pretended to finish with the toilet, and hit the flush symbol. Rapidly turning on the faucet and fixing your hair, letting it run to keep the illusion of you using the bathroom. You unlocked the door, exiting the room and turning towards the staircase. You barely reach the top of the descending step until unknown, tough, hands engulf your waist. Pulling you backwards into the embrace of someone's chest. It happened so quickly, knocking the wind out of your body. Initially, both hands gripped your waist with credulous strength, surely causing deep, violet bruising. He soon changed positions to cover one hand with your mouth. Your legs deeming useless, he dragged you back while lifting you up. You were only 50kg, the chance of being able to defend yourself physically might as well be a humorous joke. Your eyesight blurred, but it allowed yourself to still be able to visualize your whereabouts. You were pulled into a single room, what appeared to be a guest bedroom quickly became your place of entrapment. You didn't need to take a wild assumption, it was him.
Eren shut the door quickly with his arm, having changed positions again so one hand was around your neck, your back flat against his side, and the other, free to maneuver things around the room. The door was locked with a crisp, Click. Signaling the deal closing, as he finally completed his soul’s mission within this universe. Finding you. Lucky for him, he didn't have to search hard at all this time.
Now that you are in his possession once more, everything will be so much easier.
I love eren sm esp yandere eren and thres so many grate fics on tumblr nd a03 but im always thirsting for more deeper and complex storylines so hopefully for the people out there that feel the same way, U like my fic cuz i wish to use my creative expression and interest in manifestation and (proably trauma) universal mysterious intertwine with my love for certain characters lolollll. Okay enjoy and lmk if u want pt2?
