#ererimin

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Mikasa: Who do you love more, Armin or Levi?

Eren: Yes

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Levi/Armin/Eren - Ocean

Omg anon you know where a ship hurts me the most :’) (Warning for minor spoilers!)

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On board of the airship, Levi had finally detected Armin after some searching, and when their eyes met, Levi asked him about his well-being with a concerned glance.

Armin dropped his gaze to the floor, crestfallen, whispering, “Eren…”

And Levi said “Yeah.” because he understood; because the mention of Eren’s name said it all.

Eren wasn’t the boyfriend anymore that both of them met and grew up with, but Levi was keen to lump the fractured pieces of their relationship together, so he told Armin exactly that as a reassurance.

Armin nodded and deep down he wished for one thing only: “I hope you and Eren and I can make a trip to the ocean again in the future, just like in the past.”

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Ererimin stargazing ^~^

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Sometimes Armin uses fruity lip balm to see what kind of reactions he can get from his boyfriends when kissing them. Levi notices the delicate scent on Armin's lips and smiles when Armin kisses him, every time a different balm. When Armin isn't looking, Levi lifts a finger to his mouth and falls into a reverie, or he presses his lips together to spread the freshness of Armin's kiss. meanwhile Eren just clumsily licks off all of the balm on Armin's mouth because he loves to literally devour Armin's juicy kisses

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I already have an idea but what is your absolute favorite ship ever? :)

ERERIMIN

NO WAIT

ERERIMINFAR

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YES TBH EREN AND LEVI AND ARMIN AND FARLAN ARE MY FAVE CHARACTERS AND SINCE I SHIP EVERYONE WITH EVERYONE IN THAT FORMATION I THINK I’M GOING WITH ARMIN/LEVI/EREN/FARLAN YUSS *^*

Thank youuuu for ask, bby ^^

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CONGRATS ON 500 FOLLOWERS BBY!!!!! 😘😘😘 Would you like to write DILF Ererimin? Who the DILF is is up to you!! *^*

this… i want to write a feature length version of…. whatever filth this is

Apparently, ‘just Levi is fine, kid.’ But Armin can’t bring himself to be quite as confident as Eren, who treats this house like a second home, something Armin isn’t quite comfortable with. They’ve still found themselves alone in the house with Mr Ackerman. Which is not an unusual predicament after staying over on Saturday night with Mikasa’s early Judo classes on Sundays. He and Eren have agreed not to fuck in the bed they share in the spare room (for Mikasa’s sake) but that actually doesn’t help Armin, or his thirsty boyfriend, when they’re met with Mr Ackerman making omelets in the kitchen. They both slump down onto the sofa where they can see him through the archway to the kitchen.

Eren turns the volume of the TV up, somehow without removing his eyes from Mr Ackerman’s back. “That top must be a size too small,” Eren observes. Armin takes the opportunity to check out his black tshirt where the sleeves are straining around his biceps.

“Forget the tshirt,” Armin murmurs, eyes dropping to Mr Ackerman’s ass. “Those sweatpants-”

“Really show off his dick from the front,” Eren sets the remote down on the coffee table. “It’s like he’s teasing us on purpose,” Armin rolls his eyes.

“He’s dressed this way since we were kids,” Armin reminds him. Eren lets out a long sigh and slings his arm around Armin’s shoulders. He lets himself sink into Eren’s side, both of them still tilted slightly so they can continue to check out Mr Ackerman. Armin, still mussed from sleep, rearranges his shorts to better hide that he’s having a resurgence of morning wood. But Eren is Eren, and he doesn’t miss it, plants a short but sensual kiss on his lips and runs his fingers up Armin’s bare inner thigh. “You’re not helping,”

“Hmm? I think I’m being very helpful,” Eren smirks. One more look at the way Mr Ackerman’s shirt stretches over his back has Armin giving in, legs falling a little wider as Eren’s fingers slide under the fabric of his shorts. “Do you imagine it’s Levi when I’m fucking you?”

“Wha- no!” Armin sputters a little too loudly. Eren buries his laugh in Armin’s hair, teasing his skin where thigh meets groin. Armin chews his own lip, trying not to blush too brightly in case Mr Ackerman turns around and he gives them away. On that note, he rearranges a cushion to hide where Eren’s hand has started palming Armin’s cock through his shorts.

“I bet you wouldn’t mind clinging onto those shoulders though, I know I wouldn’t,” Eren confesses with a dreamy sigh. “Wouldn’t mind watching his back flex like this while he’s fucking you,” Armin inhales sharply. His cock twitches under Eren’s hand and he turns swiftly to capture Eren’s lips with his own. Eren squeezes his cock and slips his tongue past his lips as Armin-

“Oi, lovebirds,” Armin jolts out of his skin. When he whips his head around, Mr Ackerman is leaning against the archway leading to the kitchen.

“Oh, hey Levi! Enjoying the show?” Eren says in that voice that matches his overconfident smile. Mr Ackerman’s eyes drift to Armin’s after a brief staring competition with Eren.

“Control you boyfriend,” he turns, “and come get your omelet.”