This Is So Cute, Pls Make More!!

this is so cute, pls make more!!

Actor AU! Promoting The Final Season 🤟🔥

Heyyyyyy!💕💕

Going out with Musician!Eren and him railing us in the bathroom after a paparazzo got a little too in our business and then flipping them off when we come back outside because who tf are they😩😩😩

hiii bby!! 💕💕💕

this is too good cause I just he would be so worked up and take it all out on (y/n), right there against the sink! And y’all know aggressive eren is so mf sexy. 🥴 like the way I’d let this man—lemme hush

imagine: you and Eren decide to go out for a nice little outing. Dinner and shopping in the Design District and a walk on Ocean Drive. Something you had done numerous times on your date nights. But there was also another constant you had to deal with: annoying ass paparazzi! TMZ reporters lurking around the area, looking for a scoop and shoving mics and cameras into the face of the first notorious figure they can find. Tonight, poor (y/n) and Eren were the unsuspecting victims. You knew he hated even entertaining those jackasses so when they started talking to you, trying to ask questions, he immediately pulled you along to shield you but you were in a bit of a spicy mood and felt like letting them have it. Rumors recently circulating about infidelity, you using him and even problems in your marriage. None of which were true in the slightest. “Y’all asking too many motherfucking questions. We doing good over here, don’t worry ‘bout me and mine. Put that in your little articles.” And you wave them off with a hand before walking inside of the building. You really don’t think much of it, but oh bitch, that shit just got your man so excited! “Damn, baby. I’ve never seen you like that.” Because he’s so used to being the hothead but hearing you cuss these people out like that and get on their asses, has him ready to pounce on you!

hence why he takes you to the bathroom halfway through the entrees and ends up beating your shit up in front of the mirror! Putting his hand around your throat and making you look up at him as your titties bounce out of the top of your dress. “Mmm, shit! Oh my god, you fucking me so good!” Muttering to him and making him smile down at your fine ass physique.. “…can’t help it, baby…got my fucking dick hard..talking like that..” Eventually, his fingers found home in your mouth and he’d watch you suck the digits slowly as you begged him for more. Truthfully, the thought of him corrupting you..turning you from the media’s golden girl to his mirror image was such a turn on. Being as mean, bold and brash as he had been to these people. All he could do was helplessly rut his hips into your wet little pussy. The sounds of sipping wetness and slapping skin, coagulating with your moans was such a beautiful sight. He’d keep it going until he couldn’t hold it in and had to nut in you right there in a Ruth Chris’ restroom. Both of you watching it go in and out for the last time as he finally pulls out and drags the silky string of cum along with him. “Ahh, fuck..look what you did.” But all you do is tug him down and shove your tongue into his mouth. Once you get yourselves cleaned up and make it out just in time for the check, Eren slams a few hundreds onto the table and gets you out of there as soon as possible. But as expected, the second you leave, those vultures are still perched for a story, however..Eren is on cloud nine and they are not ruining his night. When they ask him something, as he’s helping you into the car because he needs about five more rounds after that little thrill, he tunes it out and just flips them off. “Like my girl said, put that in your fucking article.”

lawrd😩😫

⋆♱ wakeup2dis ⋆♱ eren j.

the sun hasn’t raised up and you woke up clenching your thighs together after the wet dream you woke up from noticing that eren was up with just his pajama pants on. his dick following his footsteps as he approached you from the balcony rolling his blunt. his hair in the messy man bun, his tattoos decorated his skin and his ear piercing shining in the mid dark room. you two ended up in bed passing the blunt to one another, not paying attention to the low tv in the background. playing too much around eren and telling him about your little dream about him blowing your back out. and you in nothing but a braless white wife beater and a thong that was hooked on your ass cheek which was constantly getting hard smacks. the bed rocking back and forth from your husband’s hard nonstop thrust. he tugged on your tank top for your ass to meet his pelvic just to hear those skin slapping noises along with the squelching of you creamy pussy. your brazilian wig lace in a messy bun as the baby hairs sticks to your forehead from the sweating. eren groans at how tight your clench around his cock and the white cream that coated his dick whenever he went balls deep in you. spreading your asscheeks just to smack them to see how it recoiled. your face was hot from the heavy toxic smell of weed eren was smoking. ” oh my…goddd” you moaned try to find something to hold on to as eren pressed your arch lower to deepen his strokes. “ throw that shit back mama” the sudden action caused you to scream rolling your eyes and eren murmuring little “ fucks” and “ shit”. “ god- eren shittt- you’re too deep!”. “ yeah? how deep am i mamas- is it here?” he emphasized pressing on your stomach listening to how broken your whining and your moans became. “ please- ‘ren slow down” he ignored you grabbing your chin letting you teary eyes meet his low red ones as he blew the smoke on your face chuckle at how you shut your eyes closed. he put out the blunt on the ashtray near the big bed you shared pressing open mouthed kisses on you plump lips and your neck. he gripped the headboard of the bed eying you with low eyes and a smile on his pretty face. how your wet lashes kissing your cheeks, nose all pink and runny from the cries and lips swollen. with your arch breaking and your thighs and legs shaking you began to babble non understandable words. mind all clouded and going dumb. “ what you trynna say baby?” you felt close and so overstimulated and tried to get away from the tall strong man you gripped on your hips not letting you run away knowing that both of you were close to your climax. “ why you runnin’ away- you gon’ take all this ma”. hearing how he talked to you had your cunt sucking him in if you weren’t doing so already. you forgot to warn eren before you squirted, soaking his whole dicks and pelvic. he laughed behind you, tapping his tip to help you with your release before entering you again to release his cum deep inside of you. <3

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Ok but sex with postwar!Levi is so soft and so passionate, he wants to feel every part of you. His hands are gentle, he would caress every single inch of your skin. Levi likes to be able to see you when his cock is buried in your wet pussy, he loves the expression of pure pleasure on your face. "Cum for me darling, please." His kisses would be long and full of emotion.

Not to mention how sensitive he is, your mouth makes him feel like he is on cloud nine. "Fuck. F-fuck. Baby I'm gonna-" And he whines while cumming because it just feels so so good for him.

DADDY eren!!!😝

PROTECTIVE (SOON TO BE DADDY) EREN HEADCANONS

cw: fem!reader, pregnant!reader, oral (f), breeding kink, lactation kink, and adorable eren ♡

(soon to be) DADDY EREN: who'd go on a work trip, and be so fucking anxious the entire time.

he wouldn't be able to relax, constantly worrying about you, he'd call you every two seconds and fr gets tears in his eyes when you show that you're just in bed with a huge ass stomach trying your hardest to sleep.

"I should be there"

"to watch me sleep?"

(soon to be) DADDY EREN: who'd fall asleep on face time with you because he was so scared to hang up, all he wanted to do was to go back home and snuggle up with you.

(soon to be) DADDY EREN: who'd absolutely eat you out every morning. without a doubt would spread your legs each morning and lap at your puffy cunt until you came. he'd suck at your clit forever if you'd let him

(soon to be) DADDY EREN: who falls asleep with his arms wrapped around your waist and his head on your swollen stomach with a huge fucking grin cuz, yeah, his fucking kid is in there

(soon to be) DADDY EREN: who has one hand on your pregnant belly and the other on your milk-filled tits while his cock rams in and out of you

"fuck, I love it when you're fucking filled with my baby"

"how bout I fuck another one in you, yeah?"

(sooooon to be) DADDY EREN: who takes very unflattering photos of you when you're in labor, resting on the hospital bed for memories

(sooooooooooon to be) DADDY EREN: who CRIES when the baby is born, holds it like it's gonna break, and ditches you for like 2 seconds before showing you & literally praising you for making it when you're just passing out from exhaustion

and, DADDY EREN: who loves your little creation with everything in him and thanks you every day for making, "the most beautiful thing to exist" and asks almost daily "so like, how'd you even MAKE that?"

((ps. DADDY EREN: who sucks your milk-filled tits while he fingers you, and fucking loves the taste))

that’s cute, but that was a reminder to stay on birth control 😓

overwhelemed, eren jaeger

you let out a frustrated sigh as the cool air spread goosebumps across your wet skin. you watched the mess crowding your feet as you tiredly tied a knot in the towel wrapped around your body.

your four year old looked up at you with a bright grin, sprinkles and other sweet treats spilled across the floor carelessly. caramel syrup had been sprayed along the walls, chcoolate drizzle smushed into the seats of your grey sofa; your living room and kitchen was practically the sugar factory; thanks to your daughter.

words tried to find their way to your throat, but you couldn’t process anything at the moment. you were stuck. the only emotions that flowed your veins were sadness, anger, and frustration.

your four year old, emiko was babbling incoherent words as she continued to rub god knows what into her freshly washed clothes. you felt pathetic to know that at least she hadn’t touched the stove or anything dangerous.

five minutes. five minutes you were in the shower, attempting at a quick wash and go before your little trouble maker woke up from her much needed nap. you baby proofed nearly everything in the house and it still amazed you at the fact that emiko was able to reach all of it.

tears brimmed your eyes as you continued looking at the mess. words couldn’t even explain how you were feeling. your body was practically nearly dry as you contemplated what to do. you didn’t even want to clean up the mess; you were so tired.

you and eren had decided to try gentle parenting when it came to raising emiko. your family never done it, eren’s parents died at a young age, so if there was one thing you two were gonna do right when it came to ur little girl; it was be patient with her.

but now your patience was definitely wearing thin. it amazed you how much emiko took after eren. you were never a child that misbehaved; but eren was. every thing he had to have his sticky little fingers on, and it seemed he passed that down to your child. you almost hated him for it.

with tremored hands, you run them through your curls, trying to figure out what to do. “emiko,” you speak calmly.

“yes mommy?” your child looks up at you with her father’s eyes. they were so hard to get mad at. but you tried to remember the absolute mess that your home was in at the moment, and you instantly erased any regret for what you were about to do.

“why did you do this?”

emiko shrugs. “i was bored,” her little hands raise in the air for a shrug. “i wanted some chocolate, mama.”

“and i told you you wouldn’t get any chocolate until you ate dinner, emiko,” you tried to explain. “why didn’t you listen to me?”

“but i wanted—“

you finally lost it. “look at what you did!” your hands flail to the mess. “emiko, you could have hurt yourself! i went to take a shower for five minutes and instead of sitting and watching tv after a nap like a good girl, you messed up the place!” angry tears streamed down your face. you had classwork to do; you were exhausted, mentally, physically and psychologically.

no one talked about the effects that having a child so young had on parents. you were battling being a full time mom, student, and good partner. eren took care of you so well that you didn’t need a job; but you did want a future career. i mean, you were supposed to be in college anyways. but sometimes being able to stay home wasn’t enough. you were overwhelmed.

and instead of dropping out of high school when you found out you were pregnant with emiko, you continued on with your education and made the best of it. but constantly coddling an energetic toddler who couldn’t help but do kid things while trying to do your challenging coursework as eren worked was hard on you.

emiko’s lips tremble. “mommy i—“

“emiko,” you sighed, holding your tongue. “just go to your room. now. go get ready for bed, please,” your voice came out as a hoarse whisper. tears streamed fown emiko’s brown face as she ran to her room.

with a sigh, you take a seat on the dirty sofa, too tired to even care about dirtying your towel. you were tired of having to explain so much. eren always reminded you to be patient with emiko as he wished someone was with him, but you couldn’t handle it sometimes. you were too stressed out.

you understood that it took a while for emiko to grasp onto certain concepts, but you knew how smart your daughter was; she was far from stupid, especially at four years old.

you sat on the sofa nearly half naked with your head in your hands crying for about an hour and a half before eren finally came home. at a gaze upon the living room, his face twists in confusion. “fuck happened here?”

you were too busy sobbing to even acknowledge his presence like you usually did. it was hard, you were hard on yourself because you felt like you couldn’t do anything right. not to mention that emiko was a complete daddy’s girl, only listening to her father whenever he was home. but then again, that was her way of craving attention from her father. it had finally hit you.

it made sense that emiko acted out with you until eren finally came home. eren was usually the lenient one, but emiko just loved being in the presence of her father. she knew that the times she acted out, eren would sit and talk with her, and she’d enjoy it. she loved talking to her daddy.

you and eren thought you were doing good in parenting, but you both had a lot to work on.

“why you crying baby?” eren frowns as he walks over to your crouched stature.

“your daughter,” you sniffled. “trashed the house, messed up the walls and the furniture after i told her no chocolate before dinner. i-i went to take a shower and t-then came back to t-th—“ you couldn’t even finish speaking cuz you broke down again. how could you ever explain how you felt without coming off as an asshole or a bad mother?

“mama,” eren rubbed your bare arms, crouched over your state. he could hear the tiredness breaking into your voice. he knew that you needed a break. “it’s alright, i’ll clean it up—“

“no, eren, it’s not alright,” you fight not to snap at him. “it’s not fucking alright. you’re never home and i’m always trying so hard to be patient, but emiko doesn’t fucking listen. i let her get away with so much shit and she only listens to you because she knows you’ll give her attention that way. you’re barely ever home and she sees that,” you cry. “her acting out is the only way to get you to pay attention to her lately but it’s affecting me, it’s affecting the way i parent her—it’s all too much! she stresses me the fuck out!”

eren remains silent at your words. “am i bad mother eren?” you whispered.

your boyfriend takes offense to your words and immediately stands up. “what?” fuck no! i never ever say that shit again, y/n. deadass.”

“i can’t even work with my own daughter, eren!” you yell. “i try—i try not to yell at her because i know what yelling did for me. i try to explain things to her instead of punishing her for doing child things. but i’m so tired i just—“

eren cuts you off by cradling your shaking body in his arms. “what do you need princess? tell me what you need from me baby.”

you rest your head on his chest and cry silently. “i want you to be home more. i want emiko to see you more often so that she doesn’t need to feel the need to act out just to get your attention. i know you be tired when you come home from work but please, eren. i cannot do this by myself.”

“i know, baby,” eren mutters into your hair, rubbing your back. “i’ll talk to emiko.”

“i’m sorry,” you frown, wiping your face. “i know the house is a fucking mess, i was gonna clean, but i just— i can’t. it’s too much for me—“

“not your fault,” eren reassures you. “emiko and i will clean it up. you go and do your homework for the night, baby. i got this.” you give your man a look of adoration before pecking his lips and heading back in the shower. you needed to be alone.

when eren hears the door of the bathroom close, he lets out a deep breath and stares at the mess before him. it looks like a bunch of children started a home invasion and had a food war in your living room.

after a few seconds, he called emiko out. “emiko, baby!”

almost immediately, little feet run to the living room, and an excited emiko is ready to jump on her father but frowns when she sees an unhappy look on his face.

“yes daddy?”

“c’mere.” eren crouches down to his daughter’s level. “mommy told me what you did today. why did you do this?”

swaying with her hands behind her back, emiko doesn’t answer. “you’re not in trouble, em. daddy just wants to talk to you, yeah? you made mommy cry tonight, you know that?” emiko shakes her head in response. “words, princess.”

“no,” emily responds. “i didn’t mean to make mommy cry,” she admitted honestly.

“i know you didn’t mean to, emmy,” eren told her. “she said you weren’t listening her and still touched something that she told you, you couldn’t have. were you upset because you had to wait for the chocolate?”

“yeah,” emiko admits, looking elsewhere. eren knew his daughter. he knew that her mind was already drifting off somewhere and he needed to bring her back to attention.

“emmy, come back to me,” eren directed her. emmy’s small attention span flipped back to her father who continued his lecture. “because you poured out all the chocolate and the candy and sweets, now you don’t have any chocolate to eat. you know that, right?”

emiko looks around at her mess, finally taking in the damage she had done. tears brim the girl’s eyes as she frowns. “i know you’re upset about that baby, but the consequences of not listening to mommy is that now you don’t have any chocolate to eat for desert. you used it all.” eren explained, trying to empathize with the child.

“i’m sorry, daddy,” emiko sniffled.

“don’t apologize to me, baby. mommy is very sad right now and you wanna apologize to her to make her feel all better, right?” the young girl nodded her head. “alright, let’s clean up this mess. go get the dustpan for these sprinkles.”

emiko nodded her head and ran to the kitchen while eren grabbed some supplies to clean the walls and furniture. by the end of the night as you had gotten ready for bed, there was a small knock at your door. “come in.”

as the door opened, no one had walked in, but you looked down and saw emiko’s small figure making her way to your side of the bed. “i’m weally sorry for the mess i made mommy. and being disobedient and not listening to you.”

you give your little girl a small smile. “i understand you get mad when i tell you no to certain things, emiko, but you have to listen to me. you were gonna get the chocolate, but i just told you to wait. because now that you ate it before ang real food, your stomach is gonna hurt you all day tomorrow. you see why you should always listen to mommy?” your daughter nodded her head in response.

“i promise to always listen to you,” she nods confidently.

you smile brightly and lift her up on your lap. “alright then baby. i forgive you.”