#erwin snk

[birb0t]

happy valentine's day here's eruri being uhhh coworkers

[opheliaandherpeaches]

Her? Ugh... As if!!

Summary: You began to distance yourself from the AOT boys because your best friend likes them but they are NOT happy about it!!

ꕥIncludes: Eren Yeager, Armin Alert, Jean Kirsten, Connie Springer, Reiner Braun, Bertolt Hoover, Miche Zacharius, Levi Ackerman, Erwin Smith, Hange Zoë.

TW: None. Light swearing!

I didn't forget about my AOT girlies 🧸

I wanted to make something light as a peace offering for what I made yesterday.. please accept this as a token of my apology (I'm not sorry)

[pediciraer]

i find it hilarious to imagine how erwin would've gotten used to miche's whole doglike sniffing thing. miche could just say something like "hey it kinda smells like titans in this area" and erwin would literally js be like "omg fr? thanks for telling me keep up the good work"

[yaoioioay]

ATTACK ON TITAN - Ewin x Levi

[moviecritc]

reuniting with husband!erwin smith after dying in the rumbling ╱ angst and fluff at the same time ˚.✦

You fought good. Everyone told you, you were a good captain and a good leader, an anchor after losing the person you cared the most. And even if you didn't fought good, you've fought enough.

Your body was already on the edge of it after starting your last battle against the Titans. Cuts and bruises all over it, broken bones and even missing your left forearm in a battle.

You couldn't say goodbye to them, to Levi or to Hange, you wouldn't know what to say to them if you've gotten the opportunity for some last words. Thank you? Dedicate your heart? It all looked pointless at that moment.

The world ended in thunder.

Not the clean crack of thunder from a Paradis storm, but the endless, bone-rattling roar of a million Titans marching across the earth. Steam rose like a funeral shroud. The ground itself groaned under their weight, splitting open in places as if the planet were trying, and failing, to reject what Eren had become.

You had charged anyway.

Your ODM gear sang one final, desperate song through the chaos. Blades flashed, gas hissed, steel met hardening flesh and sparked uselessly against the endless tide. Your squad followed you because you asked, no, because they believed. Even after Erwin fell years ago on that blood-soaked rooftop, even after the light went out of the Survey Corps' guiding star, they still looked to you. You were the echo of his voice in the field, the one who still said "dedicate your hearts" without flinching, even when your own had shattered long before.

A shadow loomed, another wall of heat and meat and you launched anyway. One last swing. One last cut at the nape that would do nothing, change nothing. The Titan barely noticed. Its hand swept sideways like swatting a fly.

You felt the impact more than heard it. Bone gave way. The world flipped. Sky, steam, earth, sky again. Then nothing but the ringing silence inside your skull as you hit the ground hard enough to bounce.

Lying there, staring up at the red sky choked with smoke and falling embers, you thought as calm as ever that this was almost peaceful.

Levi would curse you later, wherever he was. Hange would laugh through tears and call it heroic stupidity.

You wanted to tell them it wasn't pointless.

You wanted to say that every swing, every order, every night you stared at the empty side of the bed and still got up at dawn… it had meant something. Even if the world drowned anyway.

But mostly you wanted to see Erwin one more time.

Not the Commander. Not the strategist carrying every death like stones in his coat. Just your Erwin. The man who once traced the line of your jaw with careful fingers and whispered your name like a secret he was afraid someone would steal. The man who smiled, really smiled, to you only when no one else was looking.

The light came slowly, not blinding like the stories said, but soft, golden and warm, like morning sun spilling through the Survey Corps mess hall windows on a rare quiet day.

You felt whole again before you even opened your eyes. No pain. No missing arm. No blood in your mouth. Just the steady beat of a heart that hadn’t known peace in years.

And then you saw him.

Erwin stood at the edge of a wide, endless field of pale grass that swayed without wind. The sky above was the impossible blue of a summer noon, cloudless, endless. He wore no cloak, no uniform, no weight of command. Just a simple white shirt, sleeves rolled to the elbows, both of his arms there, blond hair catching the light the way it used to when he bent over maps late at night and forgot the world existed outside the two of you.

He turned at the sound of your footsteps and the smile that broke across his face was so unguarded, so utterly his, that your knees nearly gave out.

You didn’t think. You ran.

Boots that weren’t boots anymore carried you faster than ODM gear ever could. The distance between you vanished in heartbeats. He opened his arms without hesitation, steady as ever, and you crashed into him like a wave finally finding shore.

His arms closed around you, strong and warm, impossibly real. One hand cradled the back of your head, fingers threading gently through your hair; the other pressed between your shoulder blades, holding you so close you could feel the slow rise and fall of his chest.

“You’re here,” he murmured against your temple, voice rough with something that sounded dangerously close to tears. “You’re finally here.”

You buried your face in the crook of his neck, breathing him in: clean linen, old books, the faint cedar-and-steel scent that had always clung to him no matter how many expeditions passed. Your arms wound tight around his waist as if letting go might make this disappear.

“I looked for you,” you whispered, the words trembling. “I kept looking even when I knew you weren’t coming back.”

“I know.” His thumb brushed slow, soothing circles at the nape of your neck. “I watched. Every time you stood up when the rest of us were already broken.” He pulled back just enough to look at you, blue eyes softer than you’d ever seen them, finally at rest. “You carried it all so beautifully, my love. You carried us.”

A sob caught in your throat. “I didn’t want to. I just… I didn’t know how to stop.”

“You didn’t have to stop.” He cupped your face in both hands, thumbs tracing the lines of your cheekbones like he was memorizing you all over again. “You fought until there was nothing left to fight. And then you came home to me.”

Home.

The word landed like sunlight after years of storm.

You reached up, fingers trembling, and touched his jaw, his cheek, the familiar shape of his mouth.

“I missed you,” you said, voice cracking open. “I missed you so much it felt like dying every morning.”

“I missed you too.” He leaned down, forehead resting against yours, breath warm on your lips. “Forgive me, love. For every time I chose the dream of humanity over the reality of you.”

You laughed, disbelieving. “There's nothing to forgive now. I loved you for that dream too. I loved you even when it killed you. Even when it killed me”

His smile tilted, tender and a little mischievous, the way it used to when he caught you staring at him across a briefing room.

“Then hear this.” He kissed your forehead, slow and deliberate. Another on the bridge of your nose. The corner of your eye. “I love you. I have loved you every second since the day you looked at me like I was more than my plans. I loved you through every wall we broke, every life we lost, every night I came back to our room and found you still awake, waiting. And I will love you for every second that comes after this one.”

You closed your eyes, letting the words settle into the hollow places you’d carried for so long.

“I love you too,” you answered, simple and sure.

He kissed you then, like he had all of eternity and intended to spend every moment of it proving he was yours.

When you finally parted, both of you breathless and smiling like fools, he took your hand and laced your fingers together.

“Come,” he said softly. “There’s a hill just past the trees. The view is better than anything we ever saw from the Walls.”

a/n: i cried writing this shit btw (i also might have a part 2)

[lenessence]

𖦹 erwin smith, and your sandy devotion for each other.

your husband, erwin smith, makes it very clear how he feels about you. you never have to worry about anything around him. an impulsive beachy getaway? booked & packed. a purse you saw and glanced at for a second too long? it's sitting on your pillow. a bad day and you need some love? his plans for the week get cancelled.

he particularly loves vacations to the sea. it was where he proposed to you, and also where you proposed to him. he'd taken so long you'd just bought your own ring & planned the date. erwin called it sweetening the wine and suddenly it didn't seem so bad anymore.

he still remembers the exact note of your laugh when he pulled out the box. and for a beat, he was actually concerned. at the most important moment of his life, maybe he had sand on his face or he didn't rub his sunscreen in properly. once you pulled out a ring box of your own, he couldn't help a chuckle.

and even though now you have two sets of rings, it just shows how vast your love for each other is. one sits on your finger, the other around your neck.

my first erwin post! more to come i promise <33

nav.

[gothghostiie]

got myself a little something on the brain, walk with me..

cw: mild power dynamics, eruri, cuckolding/voyeurism, size difference, no prep, no condom, creampie, slight pain, hint of objectification/dehumanisation, praise, gn!reader

Imagine being the commanders personal little assistant. always at his every whim and wish, knowing what he wants before he even says it and making sure the man gets it, after all one of humanities smartest and strongest soldiers shouldn't have to think of these things himself, especially not when the weight of the world is already resting on his shoulders. coming into his office with a little tray, carrying two cups of tea and a bit of bread because you know he hasnt eaten since Levi had put the mountain of paperwork on his desk. he glances up when you offer him the tray, a quiet, relieved sigh escaping his lips while grabbing one of the mugs and a bite to eat, letting you turn around to the captain sat in the armchair in the corner.

he gave you a quiet hum as he took his cup, leaning back into the soft fabric that probably already had an indent from how many nights he had been sat there to watch erwin do his work, give him advice when he was stuck on something, or just to keep him company during long nights. you placed the tray down on the little side table next to the chair before turning back to the blond, quietly asking if everything was okay. you could see the stress on his face, brows furrowed and hair ever so slightly dishevelled, the question drawing a quiet huff from levi. "he's getting in his head again." he answered for him, earning a gentle glare from the other man. you sighed softly, you had a hunch that this was gonna happen, he just didn't know when to quit; whether it was on the battlefield or in the privacy of his own four walls. "you should help him relax a bit, don't you think?" you met his eyes, and immediately knew it wasnt a question but a order, something that he had certainly not just thought about right now, something you were more than willing to oblige to.

"Commader?" you turned to him with a questioning look on your face, meeting the blue eyes that were wandering over your body already. it took him a second to realise what the two of you were suggesting, he acted like this was something new and out of the ordinary every time it happened. he put his pent down slowly, clearing his throat as he leaned back against the chair that seemed far too small for his large frame.

"..i suppose I could do with a break." his voice was quiet and low, so unlike what you were used to on the battlefield. an immediate rush of nerves and excitement washed over you as you walked closer to him, ignoring the captains eyes burning into your backside as you made your way between erwin and the desk. you stood between his spread legs, thick thighs lightly brushing against yours as he put one hand on your hip. "you known don't have to do this, right?" he murmured, looking up at you through his lashes as if you'd ever say no to this.

"I know." you hummed softly, putting your hand onto his, feeling the rough skin over gently. he gave you a quiet, approving hum before exchanging glances with the other man behind you, you knew exactly that they were 'talking' again, luckily something you were used to by now. it took a few seconds of silence before his attention was back on you, moving you with a firm, yet gentle grip. before you even knew it he had you bent over the desk, stomach resting on the hard wood, his desk just high enough to make you have to stand on your tiptoes. big hands wandered over your sides, gently untugging the white button up from your pants before letting his fingertips brush over the small of your back, down to the hem of your pants. without opening them he pulled them down to pool around your knees, right alongside your underwear.

"I missed this." erwins voice carried longing and a hint of amusement, lightly gripping the fat of your asscheek with a quiet groan. he couldn't help but chuckle softly at the gasp that escaped your lips at the touch, giving the flesh a slightly harder squeeze. "has it really been that long or are you just a bit sensitive?" he teased quietly, making the heat rise to your cheeks, even more than the captains watchful eyes resting on your expression, as if he was observing your reactions. "need to stop neglecting you for work."

"I think you can hardly call this neglecting." Levi chimed in, one leg crossed over the other, head resting on one of his hands.

"but it has been a while." the commander responded with a hum, acting as if he wasnt currently feeling you up with one hand, while the other casually undid his belt, brushing over his bulge.

"it has barely been a week, Erwin." The other man's tone carried the slightest hint of amusement, even if his face betrayed nothing like it.

"that's what I'm saying." you jumped when you felt the thick tip brushing against your hole, the feeling far too familiar despite getting it far too little for your own taste. he glanced down at you, merely coating his length in his own spit with a few lazy pumps, sighing in satisfaction. "and I'm sure you'd agree, wouldn't you?" he hummed, tilting his head down at you while his free hand spread you open ever so slightly. the quiet gasp, followed by the frantic nodding drew a quiet chuckle from the blonde, yet he didn't give you any answer before lightly pressing up against you until the head popped inside.

"commander-" your voice was breathy and cut off, nails digging into the wooden desk you were pressed into. your face scrunched up with a mix of pleasure and slight pain from the stretch, as if it wasn't enough that he didn't bother to prep you a little, the sheer size of him made it both worse and better.

"I know, I know. deep breath." the words weren't even a command at this point, seeping with faux sympathy that told you that he got a sick joy from feeling you clamp down around him with nowhere to escape to. erwin didnt even bottom out before he started thrusting into you, wanting to keep you on edge at least a little bit before he made you see stars. the rhythm he set was slow at first, big hands holding onto your hips tight enough to make sure you'd feel sore once he was done with you - and to make sure you couldn't squirm away from him when he finally started fucking you properly, after a subtle nod from the captain.

his thrusts suddenly became faster and deeper, taking a few thrusts before his hips slapped against your ass in a rough motion, heavy balls hitting your thighs lightly and making sure you felt just how deep he was trying to reach. the moans that were already falling from your lips grew louder, your fingers already hurting from how hard you had to hold onto his desk. every thrust knocked the air out of your lungs, bringing crocodile tears to your eyes that were threatening to spill over your cheeks. you opened your eyes to try and blink some of the tears away, just to be met with Levi's cold stare. something about him watching you being ruined with something close to indifference, yet still so attentive, making sure you knew you had his undivided attention.

"don't look at him, he won't help you dove.." you felt erwins large chest pressing against your back suddenly, hot breath tickling your ear and making you shudder. the sound that escaped your throat was a wince, sounding almost pathetic with it. you blinked up at the captain with furrowed brows, the weight on top of you pressing you down harder and making you even prettier to look at; if it wasnt for his almost uncanny talent to hide his emotions you'd know just how much he had been craving seeing you like this again. "he's enjoying it too much to help you. he likes seeing you in pain. likes seeing you suffer. dont you?" Erwin finally lifted his head, glancing at the other man through his lashes, barely able to conceal his own pleasure.

"..." ther younger man stared back at him silently, but it was more than enough to tell you that he was right, he did enjoy seeing you like this far more than he was letting on, even if saying it was just the blond shifting the blame for doing this to you. "you should hurry up, Commander, I think your plaything's close to falling apart." the pet name made you clench harder around the fat cock stretching you open, drawing another chuckle from erwin. he knew that he was right, but in the same breath it didn't really matter if you were already done, he was the one who decided when he would stop. "poor thing. you can barely handle him, can you? he's tearing you apart." the sick pleasure he was getting from this was painfully obvious in his voice, only making the knot in your stomach grow tighter. you nodded as good as you still could, sweat beading on your forehead from the effort of trying to hold off your high, fully aware that it would just make you so much more sensitive than you already were - and yet it was all for nothing when it still came crashing down on you. both their eyes were glued to you, almost inspecting you with clinical interest, wanting to see how you were holding up right now.

"that's good, absolutely beautiful.." erwin muttered lowly, his voice starting to strain from effort. he really did want to hold back just to torture you a little longer, but the way you were trembling underneath him, your heavy breathing and the first few tears running down your hot cheeks pushed him closer than he'd like. he let his head hang forward for a moment as his panting grew heavier, hold on you tightening enough to make you whimper.

"feeling weak?" Levi's voice was just a hint challenging, making the other man lift his head just enough to look at him. he stared back, quietly sipping on his tea. the eye contact made erwin worse, hips stuttering slightly as he got closer. Levi didn't have to say anything more to him, merely cocking his head slightly was enough to push the other man over the edge.

a quiet string of curses left his lips as he came, trying to pull back quick enough to pull out, but the way you were clenching around him made it impossible for him to do it without hurting you accidentally. a soft gasp left your lips when you felt the hot rush inside you, eyes widening at the foreign feeling. it took a few more long moments before you actually relaxed enough to let him pull out with a quiet pop, your aching hole gaping slightly while he let himself fall back down onto his desk chair. "christ.." he took a deep breath before looking back to you, a slight smirk playing on his lips upon seeing his cum dribbling out of you; glancing over at levi with satisfaction. "you should take a look too. its an even prettier sight than usual."

[lewiathans]

Erwin Smith

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