warnings: hints of domestic violence, mentions of blood, sfw, modern au.
summary: Eren shows up at your apartment late at night.
“I didn’t know where else to go.”
Your jaw is slack, your eyes wide, and your heart in your stomach at the sight in your doorway
The tall brunette was leaning against the doorframe to your apartment, blood was trickling out of his nose. His chest heaving as it attempted to take in deep breath, his body shuddering from what you could only assume was pain. There was pain evident in his forest green eyes, puffy and his cheeks stained with tears that still flowed from his eyes. His backpack had slumped to the floor, not even zippered shut, mismatched clothes stuffing the bag as full as it could go.
Your chest began to burn from lack of oxygen and when you finally took a breath in came out shaking. Your chest heaving to take in air, your throat clenched as you forced out “Eren, what happened?”.
Eren sniffles and wipes the back of his hand across his face, mixing the blood and tears on his cheek. He shook his head slowly. After years of knowing each other, you knew when he wanted to talk and when he didn’t want to be pushed. This was a moment he didn’t want to be pushed.
You moved from the doorway and picked up his backpack off the floor placing it inside before moving to the kitchen. He stumbled into your small apartment, shutting the door with a light slam, carefully making his way to your coach before landing on it with a plop. You hear him groan from the impact of the cushions on his body from the kitchen.
You return to the living room area with a clean, damp rag and a glass of water. You begin to gently dab away the blood from Eren’s nose. His eyes flutter open, a deep shade of emerald green overtaken with whatever emotion he was feeling. Once the blood was gone, you place the cool rag over his forehead. Both of you sat in silence for a while, Eren’s eyes distant, staring off. Your eyes were watching his own intently, waiting patiently until he was ready to speak.
Eren was a hothead, you knew that. The years of schoolyard battles left him in a state like this many times, but he’s never acted so painfully calm after one of those fights.
What happened?
Eren swallowed thickly, clearing his throat. You lean towards him slightly, holding your breath with anticipation.
“I love you and she didn’t take our break up well”
Your eyes widen at his out-of-the-blue confession. You could almost feel your heart jump back to its place in your chest. Warmth spreads across your cheeks, and a meek smile paints its way across your face after finally hearing the words you longed for.
“I still have stuff at her place I need to get out, but I’m scared.” he chokes out through a sob.
You place your hand on his cheek, so gentle as if he were going to shatter at the slightest movement. “I will have Jean and Reiner go to get the rest of your things. You don’t have to worry about that.”
You move slowly so as to not scare him anymore, placing your lips gently on his own in a simple peck. The pain in Eren’s eyes dissipates when your eyes meet his, the negative emotions from getting replaced with a fondness and a soft smile.
warnings: established relationship, sfw, cuteness, s4 haircut armin, modern au
summary: Armin runs out of your apartment and into the rain.
“Armin!”
You called after him as he burst out the front door to your apartment. You heard the soft pitter patter of the rain hitting the roof above the front door. The rain coming in slightly from the wind blowing through the living room area. It brought in colder air from the rain cooling the air outside.
You get up from your place on the couch and move the open door. Your boyfriend was laying on concrete outside, letting the water soak through his light tank top and shorts. His chin was tilted towards the sky and his mouth opened wide as he laughed like a child whole-heartedly.
You smile fondly at the sight of your boyfriend’s antics. The day had been unbearably hot and, of course, your air conditioner broke the day before so the cooling rain was a welcomed sight to you both.
“Armin, you’re soaking wet! Come inside please,” you ask with a hint of desperation in your voice.
He turns his head towards you with a wide grin on his face. “How about you just join me?”
“I’d prefer to stay dry, my love.” You shake your head with a small, fond smile on your face.
Armin looks at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Pushing himself up from the wet concrete, he shakes his hair out like a wet dog and walks towards where you are in the doorway. Your eyes widen when you realize what was going on. Armin’s hand wraps around your wrist before you could shut the door, giggling as he pulled you in the rain with him.
The rain soaks through your clothes and cools your skin quickly. Armin continues to giggle as he wraps one of his arms around your waist and the other moves to trail his fingertips across your jawline to meet your eyes. His eyes look at you fondly as he moves his thumb across your bottom lip. HIs touch is so gentle you feel like a priceless relic in his grasp.
His cerulean blue eyes flash down to your lips. He lifts your chin slightly as he parts his own, pulling you in with the arm wrapped around your waist. Your lips meet and the familiar electricity sparks through your body. You wrap your arms around his neck to pull him in closer to you, fingers wrapping their way into the hair on the back of his head. Both of you hold onto the kiss as long as possible, both gasping for air by the end of it. He rests his forehead against yours, his gentle fingers moving loose hair out of your face.
“I love you.” he says, that wide smile still painted across his face.
You smile back at him, “I love you, too.” You pull him closer to you for a quick peck, both of you enjoying the precious moment.
“Can we go inside and dry off?” You ask. He chuckles before nodding, pulling you inside with him.
loosely based on this prompt: "you can get the kiss when we survive, so move!"
genre: hurt/comfort 🌤 fluff 💕comedy 😂
pairing: eren jaeger x reader
words:
warning: descriptions of violence, canon universe, blood, gore, cursing, mention of casualties
summary: Entrusted to lead the southern recruits to clear out titans, Eren and Jean's bickering have your team on the brink of failure.
The ground squelched below your feet, soaked in your comrade's blood. You make sure not to step on their entrails and viscera as you make your way towards the wall. You fired your gear up and swung your way up to the top, escaping the bloodbath below. Steam rose from your body as the blood evaporated from your skin.
This was supposed to be a normal titan extermination mission, but instead it was a slaughter of the newest group of recruits. Commander Hange entrusted you to lead the southern squad along with Eren, Jean and Sasha to clear out the remaining titans in and around the Shiganshina district. Bringing the new recruits was intended to be mostly training, but instead many were just gone.
Eaten.
You glare down at the half eaten bodies and scoff, annoyed at their incompetence and your own incompetence as a leader.
“All remaining troops, up the wall!” You call down to the remaining survivors.
The sound of ODM gear whirling through the air, the remaining bodies landing on top of the wall.
“Sasha Squad, Jean Squad, Eren Squad. How many do we have left alive?”
“23”, “16”, “25”, you hear each of them call respectively. You curse under your breath, while much higher numbers than expected, still many lives gone.
You clear your throat before ordering Sasha and Jean’s squad to begin rounding up titans to the far corner of the district. The original plan was for Eren to build an ‘Exterminator’ outside Shiganshina’s gates and for Sasha and Jean’s squad to lead the titans into position for safe killing.
Instead, what happened was Jean and Eren got into a fight (again.) and Sasha accidentally cut Eren’s entire hand off trying to break it up. Jean laughed. Eren and Sasha bickered. You were beyond pissed at the trio.
With Eren unable to transform, your team was ambushed while trying to reach the inner gate (now a functional gate instead of Eren’s hardened titan). Luckily, the horses and supplies made it inside the gate with Sasha and Eren’s squads and Jean’s squad defending the area.
“Are you okay?” Eren asked, genuine worry in his voice. You look at him, his lip jutting out slightly in a pout. His forest green eyes filled with concern.
You sigh and look down at your still steaming hand, the last of the blood disappearing. “Could be better if you guys weren’t so fucking stupid.” You mumble. Eren lets out an airy chuckle and places his half-healed hand behind his neck.
“One kiss before we die?”
You raise an eyebrow at him, “Huh?”
He cleared his throat, removing his stump from behind his head. He takes a deep breath before standing his ground. “One kiss before we die.” He says with more confidence.
You take a glimpse at his once injured hand. “Okay” You say with a smile, he begins to move closer to you as you inch closer to the edge of the wall. He begins to wrap his arm around your waist, his other hand stroking your cheek.
Once you feel the edge of the wall, you turn both of you around and push him off you.
“You can get the kiss when we survive!” You call after him. You see a flash of brief anger cross his face as he bites his thumb to activate his transformation. The wind from the force of the lightning bolt striking the ground rushes through your hair.
You turn to his squad with a smirk before commanding them to leave and protect Eren as he builds the machine.
Later that night, Eren wakes up in your tent. The exhaustion from the events of the day overtook him once the called the mission successful. The soft warm light of the lamp illuminates your figure at the desk. Hearing the cot stir, you turn to face him in your chair.
“Do I get my kiss now?” He asked with a smirk on his face. You gaze at him with fond eyes before making your way over to him and pecking him on the lips.
“Happy?”
He nods with a wide, sleepy smile across his face before falling back into his slumber. You lightly brush his hair out of his face, pecking him on his forehead before making your way back to your desk.
You continue writing the names of the casualties from the day, making sure to commit them to memory.
author's note: the work that eren shows you is basically the season 4 part 1 poster
The apartment was quiet.
Too quiet.
You open the door to your bedroom to investigate. Peeking out from behind the door, you slowly make your way down the hallway and into the living room. Your eyes scan the room, finding no one. You raise your brow in confusion and make your way back down the hallway to Eren’s room. You knock on the door softly, gaining no response.
Shrugging your shoulders, you make your way into the shared kitchen to make something to eat. You open the fridge, disappointed to only find some leftover indian food (which was Eren’s) and some milk. The freezer wasn’t much better, but you found the box of your strawberry uncrustables. Silently cheering to yourself, you take the delightful treat and set it on the coffee table to thaw.
If you’ve learned anything about living with him the last year Eren was, well Eren. He was never on time. (He thought that being on time was “not cool” and he was “a cool dude”.) He never ate leftovers, even though he saves them. Every. Single. Time. Oh, you couldn’t forget the iconic “Eren Questions” as your friend group lovingly called them.
“What is a narwhal, if not a sea pegasus?”
“If there was a super deadly, zombie tornado, what would you grab to try to survive it?”
“Would it be cool if I could sprout wings and fly around? Oh! Would it be cool if I had a tail?”
You couldn’t forget the classic, “Would you still love me if I was a worm?”.
It was safe to say the boy was way past the point of what a normal person would call an enigma.
Grabbing your uncrustable, you open it up and begin to mindlessly scroll on your phone. You look up when you hear the door unlock. Eren stumbled inside as he juggled the armful of art supplies, sketch pads, portfolios, and a coffee. You could only watch the near disaster, making no move to help the art student.
Eren unceremoniously dropped his stuff, besides the coffee, on the floor by the front door and moved into the kitchen; clearly not noticing your presence. Opening the fridge, he groaned once he saw the lack of food in there. He closed the door with a quiet slam and moved to look into the fridge. You saw his spirits literally lift when his eyes landed on the uncrustables.
“Hey, princess”- You smile at his nickname for you. -”can I have one of these uncrustables?” He hollars through the apartment.
“Of course.” You yell just as loud. Eren jumps, placing his hand over his heart. You giggle at his reaction. He takes a few deep breaths before grabbing the uncrustable and taking a place on the couch next to you, sitting sideways and putting his legs over your own. “How was class? Did Ackerman rip you a new asshole for being late on that assignment you were telling me about?”
Eren chuckled, smiling wide, “Actually, he loved it.” He swung his legs off you and went over to his portfolio, shuffling through some of the loose pieces of artwork. Quietly, he cheers to himself when he finds the work he was looking for. “So, the assignment was for us to draw ourselves as a creature in a fantasy realm. I decided that I wanted to be a badass monster- I called them titans- attacking a city.”
He pulls it out all the way out of the portfolio and walks the artwork over to you. Your eyes widen at the artwork. You always knew that Eren was a great artist, but this was amazing. The figure at the bottom cowering at Eren’s monster (titan?) form. You were too busy marveling at Eren’s artwork to notice him staring at you.
It was hard for either of you to deny the mutual attraction you both felt towards each other. Your heart did a flutter every time he called you princess and Eren’s fluttered every time you smiled.
Oh, his heart was fluttering watching you look at his painting. The wide smile across your face and your eyes almost sparkling.
Eren’s hand moved to your jawline, gently pulling your face towards him, his other hand moved to your waist. His eyes were on your lips. His fingers curled under your chin, thumb gently pulling down your bottom lip. You turned your attention from the artwork and turned to look into his viridian eyes, then turned your own gaze to his lips. Both of you leaning in, lips meeting in the middle.
It was a quick kiss, but it didn’t lack any passion.
Both of you pulled away from the kiss, staring at each other wide-eyed. You knew what you wanted to say. The confession of your love for the enigma that was Eren Jaeger, but that’s not what left
“I-I kissed you.” you stuttered out.
“I know- I was there.” You chuckled at his response. Placing your hand not holding the painting over his own, you leaned into his touch and smiled.
Unsure if there was more to really more to say, you lean in and kiss him.
summary: eren wakes you up for a performance of his favorite bands new song
content warnings- swearing, graphic lyrics, implied sexual content
word count ~1.3k
proofread: absolutely not
credits: motionless in white (feat. bryan garris of knocked loose)- "slaughterhouse"
“Babe.”
You sank deeper into the pillow, away from the noise that attempted to pull you out of your slumber.
“Babe.”
You recognized the voice as Eren. You felt his hands gently shake your body. You groan, pulling away from the source of the sudden movement, pulling the blanket over your head.
“Babe!” Eren’s voice gets louder as the shaking intensifies. “Babe!”
“Babe!”
“Babe!”
“Babe!”
Eren continues the begging until you groggily accept defeat. You pull the blanket from over your head and turn around to face him, pushing your body half up. You quickly look at your phone to see it was 1:37 am. “This better be important, babe. I have to meet my mother for coffee at 8.”
Your voice was deep from the grogginess, but that didn’t phase the bouncing man next to you on the bed. You look at him with half-asleep, heavy eyes, patiently waiting for him to explain why he woke you up at such an ungodly hour.
Eren puffed up childishly, “Of course it’s important! Anytime Motionless drops a new song, the world has to stop to listen. It’s the law.” Eren states, as if it was the actual law. You sigh before sitting up fully. You nod, giving your boyfriend permission to play the song. Eren pulls his phone out of his pocket and hands it to you, bouncing wildly in excitement.
Eren’s excitement is contagious and as you hit play on the song pulled up, you start to wake up more. This isn’t the first time he’s woken you up to show you a new song. Most of the time it was a new Motionless in White song, but sometimes it was Bad Omens or Ice Nine Kills. His passion for music was contagious. You had begun to listen to much the same music he has, even more so after he’s take you to a couple concerts.
Break down the wall again
You smile, eyes on him as opposed to the phone in your hand. The frantic, angry drum beats and guitar riffs fill your ears. Eren’s hands and feet were moving slightly as he began to figure out the drum beat. You already knew he was planning on covering this one with his band eventually.
You made a deal with the devil in a bloodbath
Now there’s a price on your head, seal the contract
Automatic, systematic
We want our pound of flesh and we slice thick
Eren’s inhuman ability to learn new songs quickly was clear while you watched his mouth the lyrics to himself. His eyes were locked on yours, anticipating your reaction. You start to nod your head to the beat, enjoying the aggression and rage in the song.
“You fucking fascist, die you fucking pig.” Eren screams along, not caring it was almost 2 in the morning. You giggle at his excited nature. The last time he was this excited over a new song, he got so riled up you guys had received a noise complaint.
It wasn’t from his screaming either, it was yours.
“It was the sexiest song I’ve ever hear, babe. I couldn’t not rail you. Not my fault. It was the song. Also, you were the one screaming, not me.” You remember him saying. You giggle to yourself at the memory.
Eren had risen off the bed to his feet at this point in the song, giving you a full performance. “You sit back as we collapse, packaged up, and sold for scraps. While you auction off our backs to buy your crown” He sang along. The low timbre of his voice fit the new song well. He hopped onto the bed and began to use it as his stage. Your eyes never leaving his until he began to headband along, making it impossible to stare into his unnaturally green eyes.
You giggle at his antics. He did the same thing in your living room when “Cyberhex” dropped, that time he didn’t wake you up in the middle of the night. Eren had listened to that song approximately 150 times that night before giving his performance. He jumps off the bed, you flinch thinking about your downstairs neighbors, grabbing a perfume bottle to act as his makeshift microphone during his act.
“One mutilation, under god.” He almost squealed. You raise your eyebrows, impressed at his screaming skill. It wasn’t a note he normally can wail, so he must have been practicing while you were asleep. He began to headbang harder during the following breakdown before the next round of lyrics. His hair coming out of his bun. He almost glittered in the soft light of your bedroom. Eren’s shoulders rose sharply as he took a deep breath, readying himself for the next lyrics.
“God in the cross, devil in the nails, Whatcha gonna buy with all your money in hell?” He repeats that line again before acknowledging you outside of his performance, “That’s my favorite line.” He says before continuing into the next chorus. Dramatically he opens his arm before screaming at the upstairs neighbors, “eye for an eye.”
You giggle again, watching his performance fondly, nodding your head along with the beat of the song. His phone buzzes with a text from his band’s group chat, knowing it was likely Eren had sent them the song and let them know they were covering it. The final breakdown for the song had Eren bouncing at the beat as he began to almost act out the lyrics he was screaming.
“Cut you up, cut you up, rip your teeth from your mouth,” He screamed using his other arm to perform a stabbing motion. It was almost comical if it wasn’t for the gruesome lyrics. Dramatically he points to you, his pretend anger and rage not meeting his eyes when he got in your face. “You won’t survive in your slaughterhouse.” His finger emphasized each word, the biggest smile coming across his face as he pants from his performance.
His pointing hand comes up to drag a finger along your jaw, pulling your chin into a long kiss. You will never be able to ignore the electricity that shoots through your body every time his lips meet your own. He turns the music down from his phone, breaking away from the kiss and looking at it. He moves to take a seat next to you, pulling up his band’s group chat. You rest your head on his shoulder, kissing his jaw lightly before looking at his phone.
Reiner: THIS SONG KICKS ASS
Jean: OMG
Jean: OMG
Jean: WE HAVE TO COVER THIS
Armin: eat the rich
Reiner: EAT THE RICH, BITCHES
Eren: PLEASE, one of you has to learn the drum part.
Eren: I’m gonna front this one.
Jean: No.
Eren huffed, “Fucking, stupid horseface. He won’t be able to scream right. ” You giggle at his frustration at their current frontman.
Eren looks at you with a pout. “I’m sure you can convince him to switch with you, especially after seeing that performance. You deserve it, love.” Eren blushes in response before smiling slightly and leaning in for a peck.
“Thank you, love.” He says softly before typing a quick message to the band’s chat.
Eren: My love will vouch for me. I’m the better front man for this one.
You press a quick kiss to his cheek, patting his shoulder. He turns to look at you, “I love you, but I need to go back to bed. Mother won’t be happy if I’m late.”
Eren nods before climbing under the covers with you, taking his place as the big spoon. You feel his lips place a small kiss on the back of your neck before sleep takes you over once again.
author's note: wow, three in one day. unheard of 🤪this was inspired by 'rats' by motionless in white. lines "I've got a dirty little secret." and "I'm not sure if i want to keep it" are their own and not mine.
genre: fluff 💕 suggestive ❤️
summary: armin asks you on a study date.
pairing: armin x reader
words: 627
“I’ve got a dirty little secret.” Armin whippers in your ear. Your body shudders at the feeling of his breath on your ear. You quietly release a shuddering breath a second later.
“Yeah?” you ask. He nods with slow enthusiasm against your jawline where he is placing slow, deliberate kisses along before he reaches your neck, causing another shudder to run through your body. You can’t stop the groan from escaping your body.
“I’m not sure that I wanna keep it, love.” He nibbles along your collarbones, another deep groan escaping your lips.
You give him a weak smirk. His lips forming a smirk in response from his position near the top of your dress. “What is that secret, love?” you ask, breathless. His tongue dragging lighty across your upper body, trailing down your arm. His eyes were locked on yours the entire journey. Reaching your fingertips, he takes one in his mouth delicately, releasing a deep moan.
The entire performance was so sensual, almost submissive towards you. He’d referred to you as his princess of queen many times before now, but this was different.
“I want to fuck you like an animal.” He almost groaned. You let out the breath you were holding, gasping for air as he took your fingertips into his mouth and began to suck lightly. The sight was so sensual, it was hard for you to believe it was the same boy you were just studying organic chemistry with.
“Armin.” You gasp. It wasn’t like this had come out of nowhere. It was embarrassing to admit that you’d been lusting after him since the semester had started.
When he asked you to study with him after the weekly study session at the classes' study session, it was a no-brainer that your answer was ‘yes’. The private study sessions had continued once a week, until midterms came up and then it became twice a week, sometimes three times a week. You were honestly pretty happy when he started to put his hand on your thigh when you had a question or when he began to sit next to you in the study room as opposed to across from you.
Armin places his hand on the back of your neck and pulls slightly, causing your head to pull back slightly, staring right into his half-lidded lusty gaze. His cheeks were pink, his mouth hung open slightly as it dragged along your jugular.
“Armin.” you moan again. He chuckles against your skin, your eyes flutter shut at the sensation. You were thanking yourself for inviting him over to you, Sasha and Historia’’s apartment for this study session. You both were sitting at the kitchen table, him once again taking the opportunity to sit nest to you rather than across the table.
He places quicker kisses back up your neck, leaning over slightly. You run your hand through his soft hair, taking a moment to recognize how soft it was and the scent of lavender taking over as you buried your face in the strands.
“Do you want to take this elsewhere?’ he asks, biting his bottom lip, his gaze staring at your own. You take your hand and run it through his hair, pulling slightly, eliciting a deep moan from his mouth. You put your lips on his, not wasting time and shoving your tongue in his mouth. He greedily takes it in his own, both of you moaning at the sensation.
“Yeah,”- you say breathlessly once you pull away, -”do you have a condom?” He nods enthusiastically, licking his lips before pulling you to your room, practically skipping with excitement. You giggle at his excitement as he pulls you into your bedroom, quickly ravaging your body with every sensation you could ever ask for.
I wish I had a Drabble to post tonight, but I don't. I'm slowly working on Jaeger's Anatomy Chapter 4 and I'm starting work on a reincarnation AU.
Thank you to @captainlevistea for bouncing ideas off each other! My AU is turning into an almost fantasy epic scale so I appreciate all of their help so far 💕
