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i’d luv more Eren Dad fics 😭🫶🏾

wanna have this man’s kids so bad.

daddy’s sick princess, eren jaeger

eren and emiko would be literal twins. when his daughter was just 12 months old, they started to do everything together. eren would sit back against the living room sofa with emiko either laid against his chest while he scrolled through social media, silently watching his screen or she’d be right beside him, pacifier in mouth as she watched team umizoomi on the tv.

it was one of those slow days. you were stuck at school with night classes, so eren fortunately spent the day taking care of his baby girl. he could tell a small cold was dawning upon her, and when you heard the small wheezes in her breath as she slept this morning, you contemplated staying home to take care of her.

but, eren reassured you that he’d be with her every moment of the day and ‘a little lovin’ from her papa was bound to make her feel better’. you’d bit your lip in contemplation. you did have a final today, and you trusted eren with emiko more than anyone (she was literally his daughter). but when it came to your daughter being sick, your overbearing mom senses took over and you wanted nothing but to smother her in your maternal care.

eren wasn’t having it though. “babe, go! i helped create her too, ya know. i took care of mikasa and my mom whenever they got sick. ‘m pretty sure i can take care of my daughter even better. now you’re gonna miss your test, go!”

you gave eren a look from inside your car as he peered at you through the open window. with a sigh, you pecked his lips and frown. “give her a kiss for me.”

“i will. good luck on your test, mama.”

and that was how he’d gotten stuck in the position he was in now; with emiko mindlessly watching team umizoomi as she silently sucked on her blue pacifier, eren’s hanging pointer finger lodged in the tight grip of her small hand.

most of the times she was such a good baby; you never had any trouble with getting her to settle down. especially with eren around. but she couldn’t be too far away from her father; any time eren tried to rest her in her playpen to piss for a second—emiko started wailing. she always had to be touching her daddy.

at the sound of eren laughing at a funny video, emiko removed her beautiful brown-green eyes from the TV and looked up at her amused father with big orbs. “what?” he smiled down at her. “you wanna laugh too?”

emiko is taken aback when her father grabs onto her small body and begins tickling her. she’s fighting to keep the pacifier between her single tooth, but fails as the binky falls onto eren’s lap, followed by a long string of drool. emiko’s laugh floods the living room with happiness.

“gross, you little monster,” he teased, blowing raspberries into her tanned stomach. “you’re probbaly hungry. let’s see if mommy left any milk for you. cuz lord knows i’an got breast milk,” eren mutters, getting up from the couch with his baby in his arms.

he first heads to the kitchen sink to rinse off emiko’s pacifier. when it’s clean, he places the binky back in her mouth to which she gladly accepts. now gripping onto his shoulder, emiko sat upright as she watched her father search the fridge for one of her bottles.

“thank god,” eren mutters to himself as he sees four bottles completely filled with breast milk in the fridge door. “lunch time,” he sings, placing it in the bottle warmer. as the milk heated up, eren lightly bounced emiko on his hip, humming the tune to sesame street.

thick coughs left emiko’s mouth as she waited for her food. eren was just about to check if she was okay, but was taken aback when the pacifier was thrown out of her mouth from a mucus filled sneeze that covered the poor girl’s entire lower face. “daddy daddy,” was all she babbled.

“oh, princess,” eren frowns as two more small coughs leave emiko. despite her snotty nose and mouth, she still rested her head on her father’s chest, just wanting to be held. “come here babe, lemme wipe your nose.”

grabbing a wipe, eren cleaned up emiko’s face before taking out the bottle. strings of “daddy” left emiko’s congested throat as she watched eren shake her bottle cool.

“i know baby, i know,” eren sighed. “daddy’s gonna give you your bottle, give you a bath, then rub some vick’s on you and put you to sleep, m’kay?” he told her as if she was able to respond. emiko held her hand out for her now cool bottle and eren proudly gave it to her.

as the pair walked back to the living room, eren’s phone vibrated on the couch. he had set himself up with emiko sideways against his chest but still in view of the tv as he uncapped her bottle before finally answering the call.

“hey mama, you take the test yet?”

“i did, but i don’t think i did well. i kept thinking about emiko the whole time,” your face frowned as you came up in the camera. at the sound of her mother’s soft voice, emiko looked up at eren’s phonewith her bottle still shoved in her mouth. she knew how to differentiate the voices of her parents. “how’s my little tiana doing?”

eren smiled as he tilted the camera downward, putting emmy’s small face in view. “hi my baby!” you coo, excited to see your child. emiko gives you a single toothed smile. “her fever gone down?”

“little bit,” eren shrugged. “she kinda sneezed the shit out herself and her chest is still phlegmmy so i was gonna give her a vick’s rub later.”

you nod your head, unfortunately on your way to your next class. “she bathe yet?”

“nah, i was gonna do that after i gave her a bottle. she pretty much slept all day since you left so i wanted her to eat first.”

“okay ren, don’t forget to burp her and make sure that shit is loud. or else you’re gonna be bathing her in vom—“

“i know i know, baby,” eren playfully rolled his eyes, waving you off. “i’m a great dad, see?” he tilted the camera to show emiko now invested in spongebob.

you grin at him, so happy you chose the right person to have kids with. “yes you are.”

after emiko finished her food and had settled it with a burb, eren held her against his shoulder as he prepared a bath for her. he made sure to turn the heat on twice as high as you two usually would have it for a bath seeing that she had a cold.

just as he bought the already sleepy baby out the steamy bathroom, he rested her on the bed beside her cookie monster jammies that unironically matched with his and changed her into the warm suit. before zipping it up, eren grabbed a finger full of vick’s vapor rub and smoothed it against his hands, warming the cream up before calmly rubbing it against emiko chest.

“there you go baby,” he mumbles, giving her tummy small rubs. when be finished, he button her onesie back up and propped her already sleeping body to rest beside him on the bed. “hopefully this makes my little princess feels better. mommy swears by this shit.”

by the time you got home around ten, you weren’t suprirsed to see eren sleeping on the bed in his own cookie monster pajamas with a matching emiko cradled into jos chest, multiple pillows behind her for support against the edge of the bed.

that’s so hot…

heyy idk if you do requests but if you do, can you PLEASE do plug!eren or plug!connie actually using or aiming his glock at someone 😩 n y/n gets so turned on

hello bb the answer to both your questions is yes!!! requests are always open but i might take a while to get to them <\3 btw idk why i make jean the villain in almost every eren fic i write i literally love him sm

this is 18+///cw include: black coded reader, drug usage, slight possessiveness, MAJOR GUN KINK, kinda cervix fucking, more bad writing

it was very rare for eren to use his glock ever. yes he was a dealer but he tried to keep the violence of that lifestyle out of his and your lives. your safety was his top priority and he’d be damned if you got hurt because of something that had to do with him, but of course the one time he had to use it you were with him witnessing everything.

everything was going perfect. the two of you were walking back from the park blazed and full from the sandwiches and other snacks you packed for your picnic. eren had his arm wrapped around your shoulders while yours was wrapped around his waist, your other hand swinging the small wicker basket you used to carry the food back and forth.

“aye eren!” you heard someone yell instantly feeling eren tense up. you looked to the side but eren kept you straight picking up his walking pace, “just keep walking” he spoke in a hushed tone pulling your body incredibly close to his. “what you ignoring me now jaeger? what’s the rush to get home?” you heard the person yell once again and now you were beginning to worry.

you’d never seen eren be so skittish before and it made the uneasy feeling in your stomach grow bigger by the second, increasing tenfold when you realized these people had no intentions of leaving you alone. “what do you want jean?” eren spoke in a monotone voice never once looking over or stopping his fast face. you nearly tripped over you feet when you heard eren say the persons name. eren was a very unproblematic man never being the one to entertain pointless arguments, but there was something about jean that made eren want to pop a cap in his every time he heard his voice.

“heard you were talking a lot a shit, there something you need to say to my face playboy?” eren could’ve easily handled this by pulling him out the car and beat his ass but he held himself back, fearing that this side you’ve never seen of him would be too much to handle. eren made a vow to himself one night after the two of you smoked —still friends and still getting acquainted— that he would never involve you in this life. the thought of any of the sketchy weirdos he’s met making you uncomfortable makes him homicidal to say the least.

“nothing that i already haven’t said to your face playboy now if you don’t mind i’m busy,” your heart was now beating incredibly fast and your mind was racing a mile a minute you hadn’t even noticed the bruising grip eren now had on your arm. jean kissed his teeth looking you up and down, “oh i see…this your bitch here? why don’t you send her my way when you’re done i like em’ thick too.” eren stopped dead in this tracks whipping your body behind him as he turned toward jeans car and that’s when you felt it. the glock 43 you thought he usually kept in his glove box or safe tucked behind his back.

“fuck did you say?” eren asked his voice dropping two octaves. at this point all he could see was red. it was one thing to roll up on a man and his woman but it was a whole other thing to lust after her and call her a bitch right in front of his face.

“i said send your bitch my way when you’re done.”

it all happened so fast. one minute to you holding onto eren for dear life, the next you were pushed away eren now holding the glock right in jeans face. it was a clean shot right between the eyes. now of course eren knew better knowing jean wasn’t even worth the murder charge, but jean didn’t know that. “woah woah- hey i was just playin’ eren!” the smirk jean was once sporting now gone and replaced with a look of pure fear. “i tried giving you a chance to leave but you never know when to quit to do you?” eren chuckled dryly his index finger resting lightly on the trigger.

jean didn’t even get a chance to respond before eren told him to get the fuck on leaving an obnoxious tire screech behind him. the ringing in his ears had stopped his attention now solely focused on making sure you were okay. eren tucked the glock away once more turning to you, “i’m sorry i did that he just gets on my nerves so fucking bad and then him calling you a bitch just-“ he was cut off by you bringing him in for a soul searing kiss. “it’s okay eren really, thank you for sticking up for me” you gave him another kiss lightly sucking on his bottom lip.

eren chuckled grabbing you lightly by your jaw, “don’t tell me that shit got you in the mood” he asked in a teasing tone running his thumb over your lips. “maybe just a little” you giggled pressing a small kiss to his thumb before taking it into your mouth lightly sucking. “oh really? let’s get you home then i’ll take care of you ma.”

not even 20 minutes later eren had you bent over on the couch in his apartment moaning and whining like a bitch in heat. “erennn” you whimpered bringing a hand back to push against his pelvis but eren just smacked your hand away with his free hand while the other held blunt. after the jean situation eren needed to regroup and what better way to do that than pussy and a blunt???

he glanced at the glock that sat on the coffee table a sadistic smirk gracing his kiss swollen lips. eren grabbed you by your throat pushing your body flush against his chest, “hold this for me will you?” he asked setting the blunt between your lips. suddenly you felt something hard and cold press against the side of your head and you immediately knew what it was. “oh shit you like that huh? felt you get real tight around me,” he grunted snatching the blunt from your trembling lips. “y-yes i love it” you sighed dreamily moving your hips to meet his shallow thrusts.

eren set the blunt in a nearby ashtray before wrapping his hand around your throat while the hand holding the glock pressed it harder against your head. “god what do you think people would say if they found out you get turned on watching me threaten people with this? or how you’re on the verge of cumming just from me holding it to your fucking head huh?” you didn’t even have an answer to his question not because you were too embarrassed to answer, but because the combination of his tip brushing against your cervix, the glock against your head, and his rough grip on your neck left you a brainless drooling mess.

you were slightly brought back into reality when you felt the cool metal of the glock press against your lips, immediately opening your mouth to let him slide it in. “i know how much you like when i do this so go ‘head baby suck it like it’s my dick,” eren chuckled darkly nibbling on the lobe of your ear. your knees were becoming terribly weak and if it wasn’t for eren holding you up by your neck you would’ve fallen fast first into the couch cushions.

four orgasms later eren had finally let up giving you a break before he started the next round. he was now on his back while you sat on his dick, a blunt being passed between the two of you. “suck it one more time f’me wanna get this shit on camera,” he giggled taking a hit of the blunt while his other hand held his phone. “okay okay since you asked so nicely,” you happily grabbed the glock once more licking it from the bottom of the barrel to the top suckling on the tip of it like you would his cock.

eren zoomed in on the way your plush lips sucked on the glock, swirling your tongue around it extra slowly making his dick twitch. you let go of the barrel with a lewd pop noise before setting it aside once more a bashful smile making its way onto your face.

“man i fucking love you y/n.”

Please do jealous eren

JEALOUSY ─ Eren Jaeger.

001. jealousy can be a petty green monster, but it rises in Eren in the best possible way.

002. c/w: unprotected sex (mdni), overstimulation, creampie, rough sex, possessive eren, jealous eren, nipple play, cervix kissing, cursing, eren calls you "baby", slightly mean eren (but poor bby is just jealous), slight exhibitionism (your friends are in the next room lol)

003. w/c: 1.4k | thank you for requesting! I hope you enjoy it :)

“Stay on it,” Eren seethes, gritting his teeth as his hands settle on your hips. Guiding you, he groans deeply when you fully sink down on his hard cock again. The breath is knocked out of him when you begin rolling your hips, grinding his thick shaft deep inside your soaking cunt.

Not able to handle the sight of you taking him so well, Eren possessively pulls you down for a searing kiss; it is messy, simply a clash of teeth and lips as his tongue licks into your mouth, like he’s desperate for a taste of you. The softness of your lips makes his head spin, your fingers tangling with his dark strands to pull slightly when you slam down on his cock again.

“Gonna fuck my cum back inside of you,” Eren grunts, thrusting his hips up to meet yours. The high-pitched whine you let out is music to Eren’s ears, and pride swells in his chest at the sight of you already so fucked out. 

“Let’s see that asshole flirt with you then, huh? Let’s see him try to flirt with you when it’s my cum stuffed in your pussy,” Eren sneers, jealousy coating his words. Again, annoyance and irritation fill him at the reminder of some guy trying to flirt with you, and if you hadn’t recognized Eren’s fist balling and pulled him away to a bedroom, the party downstairs might have been cut short.

He feels so sensitive, already having cum inside you twice now. Eren doesn’t know what came over him, but the need to claim you as his filled his chest and hasn’t disappeared. Ignoring his overstimulation, the pleasure shoots down his cock, his green eyes catching onto where you’re connected. 

Another groan falls from his lips at the way your cunt glides over his angry shaft, swollen with arousal, and a mixture of your cum pooling near his heavy balls. The feeling of pushing his cum back inside of you is dizzying and has Eren’s head falling back onto the pillow, beads of sweat pricking at his forehead. 

The squelching that comes from your cunt is exhilarating, and Eren swears he can cum again from just the feeling of his cum soaking his shaft, dribbling from your tight cunt.

 Eren scrunches his brows, a choked growl ripped from his chest as you rock your hips along his aching length. You’re just so wet and tight he is entirely enamored with the way your walls cling to his shaft, sucking him in until his swollen, angry tip is pulled flush against your cervix. He can feel the dribbles of pre-cum emerging from his slit every time you press down on him, your pace fast and unrelenting as you ride him. 

“G-god, baby. Just like that -” Eren urges, his grip on your hips bruising as he kneads your soft skin. He’s obsessed with the way his cock curves inside of you, brushing against your swollen walls and causing delicious tingles of electricity to shoot through his groin. It’s like your cunt is suffocating him, and every time you grind your hips down, soft moans falling past your lips at the way his leaking head nudges against that spot inside of you, Eren thinks he might lose his mind. 

The room spins as Eren suddenly sits up, pressing his chest against your breasts. He moans at the way your pebbled nipples brush against his, pulling on the nape of your neck to slant his lips across yours. The feeling is intoxicating - you’re hips still grinding on his, taking in his throbbing cock with every movement, and your lips moving passionately against his own. 

“E-Eren -” you cry out when you break apart from the desperate kiss, Eren’s fingers tightening around your neck when you try to move. “They-they’re gonna hear us!” 

Your realization has Eren chuckling darkly - you were just so cute. Didn’t you realize that was the entire point?

“No shit?” he grins mischievously, green eyes latched onto your bouncing tits. Leaning down, Eren moans when he wraps his lips around your nipple, pulling it into his mouth and nibbling slightly when you bounce on him particularly hard. The stimulation has you moaning and clamping down on his cock, and Eren continues fucking up into you desperately at the feeling. 

Rutting his length through your soaking folds, Eren tightens his grip on your hips. 

“Y’feel so fucking good, baby. Gotta let everyone know who you belong to,” Eren grunts, his lips mouthing over the swell of your breast as the familiar coil of desire tightens inside him. 

You catch onto the jealousy tinging his tone, and a sudden smugness fills you at the thought. 

Eren is jealous.

“Oh?” you begin, rolling your hips in such a way that has Eren hissing. He stretches you out even more when you rock loose circles over him, your cunt sucking in his cock over and over. Your fingertips graze his toned chest, and Eren’s head falls to the crook of your neck as you tug at one of his nipples. 

“You don’t like the idea of that guy flirting with me? You don’t like it when other people think about fucking me?” you egg him on, leaning down so that your lips teasingly brush against his lips. You smirk as Eren’s eyes turn dark, a possessive tint gleaming in them. 

However, a harsh thrust has you gasping, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as Eren’s fingers begin circling your clit. All you can do is clutch onto him as his calloused thumb catches against your hot nub, pounding into you at a relentless pain. 

“Keep talking and we’ll both find out what that mouth can do,” Eren warns, voice thick with tension and a desire to fuck you full of his cum. He presses inside of you deeply, pushing past the slight resistance of your walls until you’re pressed fully against him. You both gasp and moan at the feeling of him so deep inside of you, falling into each other’s touch as deep, shuddering pants fall past your lips. 

“W-we both know what my mouth can do, baby,” you retort, voice teasing as you push Eren further. 

You know you’re playing a dangerous game. However, perhaps the sight of Eren all pissed off and jealous gets you off.

Maybe just as much as fucking you until everyone knows that you’re Eren’s gets him off.

Finally fed up with your attitude, Eren suddenly sits up, spinning you around until your face is pressed against the pillows, and your hips are up in the air. When he pushes inside of you again, the angle causes him to press inside of you so much deeper than before. 

The pleasure continues to build inside Eren as he fucks you roughly, your loud moans bolstering his ego as his cock pounds inside you. He licks his lips, feeling overwhelmed with lust at the sight of his cock burying inside your leaking cunt repeatedly. He will easily admit how addicted he is to your pussy - totally enamored and pussywhipped at the way your cunt sucks him in. 

“I think this position will keep all my cum inside you, don’t you think, baby?” Eren questions, leaning over your back to press his chest against your body. His strong arm circles your stomach, trailing teasing touches down to your clit. The way you moan and jerk back onto his cock has Eren giving in, pressing languid circles to your most sensitive spot. 

“Answer me, baby,” Eren warns, displeased when you give him no response. 

“Ah! Y-yes, Eren. Please, give me more!” you cry out, not even caring that your small group of friends were just beyond the wall. 

Again, a groan is ripped from his chest at your lewd words, rushing straight to his cock as it bumps inside you. All Eren can do is pull your hips back on his swollen shaft, adoring the way your walls crush him in the most delicious way. 

You were addicting, making Eren a willing addict. 

He pumps his cock inside of you in sloppy thrusts, obsessed with how your cunt milks him every time he pulls out. Pulling out almost fully, Eren groans when just the tip is stretching you out, pushing back in slowly to relish in the way you clench down on him. He’s gasping for air now, feeling suffocated with pleasure as you whine for him, feebly trying to fuck back onto his aching length.

Eren’s breathing is shallow and sexy as it fans across the nape of your neck, and you gasp when you feel his tongue tracing your skin. 

“You belonged to me before I even made you mine, baby.”

On Wat you On

Synopsis: You accuse Eren of cheating on you, and he’s so damn tired of it.

Warnings⚠️ : pet names( ma, mama) , black reader, Fem!reader, Plug! Eren, mentions of sex, cussing, sex in general, unprotected sex (p in v), sort of toxic relationship, tatted Eren, Eren with long hair!!( Yes lordt 🙏🏾)

A/n: this is my first time writing full on smut like this.. enjoy!

“Why you always telling these people I’m crazy?” Eren just got home from selling some of his drugs to his clients. Lots of people most females be telling you the things that says about you.

“What you mean mama?” He was standing by the door looking confused as if he did nothing wrong.

“Don’t look at me like that Eren. If you gon tell these people our business you should tell them how fucked uo you got me.”

“I got you fucked up?” He chuckled at that.

“Yes bruh, you do. How am I not supposed to be when you over here sleeping with Mariah and Casey? Who else know you be sleeping with behind my back.”

“Who said I was sleeping with anyone else but you?” Now he had an attitude with you.

“You said you were “hanging with Connie and them.” Turns out Connie said you weren’t even at his house today. So I know you were with one of them bitches.”

You had an apparent mug on your face when you look at him. He was slightly laughing at you, like you really were crazy.

“What the fuck is funny?” He looked up at you and he stopped laughing. “Nothing, just laughing at myself.” You still had the mug on your face and you were just blinking at him. “You really should be, dumbass.” You muttered out under your breath.

“What was that?” He looked at you with an angry expression. “Nothin, I aint say anything.” You looked away from him walking into the kitchen getting yourself something to drink to calm your nerves.

“Nah nah, go into the bedroom.” He came up to the island counter and looked at you while you were drinking your water. “Nuh uh, you can’t just put your dick in me every time we have a problem. Now you just doing too much.” “If I’m doing too much, then your not doing enough.”

You stopped drinking your water and looked at him. You tsked at him “That’s a damn lie, you don’t even hug and kiss me no more.”

“okay and I’ve been working on that, every time I try to do something right here you go making another issue.” Now your looking at him like he offended you. He’s trying to make it seem like you’re the problem.

“Oh no sir don’t turn this shit on me. My friends were right when I took your ass back.”

“You aren’t shit. Your only good for dick and nothing else.” You we’re so sick and tired of this shit happening. “Mama look, I’m sorry. I wasn’t cheating on you. Promise. I was just at Levi’s getting some more weed.”

“If you were ‘Just getting some more weed’ then whyd you lie?” Eren sighed before looking at you in your eyes. “Cuase I know how much you don’t want me around him.”

You were shocked that Eren was with Levi. “Boy, bye I’m leaving cause wtf were you doing with him? You coulda gotten weed from anyone else.” You we’re walking towards the door to put your slides on when you felt a tug on your arm.

“Eren, I don’t have time for this. Let me go.” You tugged for your arm back as you tried to put your jacket on. “No, cause now you’ve got me fucked up. Why you still have an attitude ma?”

You tried not to look at him and just huffed in annoyance. “I’m talking to you.” You turned around and looked up at him. “Cause you should’ve lied in the first place. What don’t you get?” You said snapping your fingers in his face.

“Okay first, I apologized. Second lose the attitude before I have to make it go away for you.” You we’re very short tempered, when something you didn’t like happens you get upset so quick.

You smacked your lips “Boy please I ain’t losing nothing.” You said so confidently before he picked you up over his shoulder and carried you to the bed room.

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“Daddy m’ sorry!” You cried out as he buried in you for the umpteenth time that night.

“Sorry for what baby? Tell daddy what your sorry for, I might forgive you.” He was going in and out of you so damn slow, you couldn’t take it.

He wouldn’t let you come either it was torture. “M’ sorry for yelling at you! I should’ve trusted you I’m so sorry!” You had a tear stained face with pouty lips. You screamed out when he hit your g spot.

“I don’t forgive you yet mama. Keep begging.” He groaned out when pulling out of you slowly before picking up his pace a little. “You had the nerve to tell me I’m not shit? When all I do is spend my last dime on you, treat you good, I flaunt you around like a damn princess, and I dick you down good?”

“That how I know you’re too spoiled.” He slowed back down and you groaned in annoyance. He’s been edging you this entire time and you were tired of it.

“Please ‘ren let me cum!” You pleaded out with almost everything in you. You were full on sobbing by now from how overwhelmed you were from not cumming. Your hands were scratching at his tattooed back. He looked so sexy with them to you. 

“You can cum now baby, you can cum as much as you want.”

That was 10 minutes ago. Now he’s overstimulating you to the point you might pass out. You’ve been pleading him to slow down and stop. But he’s been acting like he’s deaf all of a sudden and doesn’t wanna hear you.

Now here you are, laying underneath him pleading for him to stop. Your thighs shook as you wanted to cum.

He’s been edging you this entire time and you still haven’t cum as much as he did. “Please ‘ren, let me cum!” You looked back at him and saw his face concentrating.

“I don’t believe you mama, you had the nerve to say I’m not shit? While I spend every dime on you, flaunt you’s round like a damn princess, and dick you down good? Keep begging though.”

You groaned with frustration as he said that, and it was all true. After some time he finally let you cum and after that he just kept going.

Now you’re underneath him on your stomach begging for him to stop and his pace sped up a whole lot more. You buried your face into the pillows of the bed while you were sobbing from pleasure. He hit a certain spot in you that made you scream out and arch your back.

“Keep that arch baby, keep that arch for me.”

He reached his hand down to find your clit, but he couldn’t do that because you grabbed his wrist. “Let my hand go baby. I said, let my hand go.” You cried out more as you finally let his wrist go.

He pulled his hand up and landed a harsh smack on your ass which causes you to yelp. His pace slowed downs little because of your disobedience.

On the bedside table, your phone lit up with a text message. It distracted you a little bit and your moans quieted down. Eren noticed and slowed down and looked at you, then looked ti where you were looking at.

He picked your phone up from the table and looked at the message, it was from your friend Sasha… ‘Hey ____! Come with me and girls for a brunch tomorrow afternoon! I know it’s kinda late but respond as soon as you can!’ is what it read.

Eren handed your phone to you and got his pace back, thrusting into you again as you groaned out from the pleasure building back up. “Respond to her, tell her you’ll be there.” And you nodded.

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a dance or two

jean kirstein x reader (strangers to lovers i think??)

the eldian peace ambassadors receive invites to a fancy ball. amongst the sea of glittering gowns and suits, you catch the eyes of jean, who notices you in a corner silently sipping on champagne.

“no one to dance with?” jean asks, a mischievous glint is his eyes as he approaches you amidst the waltzing couples.

the the ballroom was decorated in grand gold and velvet silks and ornate chandeliers. the air, filled with the scent of roses as well as the chatter of guests, atmosphere was charged with sophistication, but for you, it felt like being on the sidelines of a world you couldn't quite embrace. "guess not," you mumbled, avoiding his gaze, opting to glance at the dance floor.

with a playful twinkle in his eyes, jean extends one hand and places his other behind his back. “well, that’s about to change. my name is jean, if you didn’t know.” how could you not know his name? he and his friends stopped the rumbling after all. reluctantly, you took his hand, allowing yourself to be led onto the dance floor. the music enveloped you both as you swayed to the rhythm of the waltz. one hand found your hip, his other guiding and swaying to the music. some looked at you with jealously, but you couldn’t take your eyes off of the handsome man in front of you.

“you look wonderful tonight.”

you blush, and he raises his arm to twirl you around. you couldn’t help but chuckle, making his smile wider. “so do you, jean.”

you met jean’s eyes, a warmth in his gaze. "see, not so bad, was it?"

you couldn't help but smile. "guess i can survive a dance or two.” the music changes, its tempo slowing, and you find yourselves in a gentle embrace.

as the second song dies down, the world slowly drew back to its original pace, jean’s hands on your hip tightens slightly.

“perhaps…we can do something like this again sometime?” jean stammers, face turning pink.

“you mean, like a date?”

he stammers a yes and you smiled, reaching out to wrap your arms around him. “of course.” he buries his face into the crook of your neck with a relieved sigh, and the two of you remain like that until the music comes to a full stop, applause starting. parting ways to regroup with his friends who are smiling cheekily at the two of you by the side, jean places a featherlight kiss onto the back of your hand. the ball comes to an end, leaving the two of you to replay the night in your heads over and over again.

Attack on Titan Actor AU :

(Part1)

Season 1/2

Mikasa was the first one to be casted.

Armin and Historia are in real life cousin, Hisu is the oldest .

Eren is the youngest of the 104th cast.

Jean and Reiner go to the same college and are roomates.

Connie does his own stunts .

Grisha Jaeger is an Oscar winner actor.

Bertholdt is singer and his song went viral after the series premier.

Ymir and Marco are child actors, they have multiple succeful movies were they started separately.

Erwin and Carla Jaeger are married and have a daughter.

Hange used to be a model and a famous brand ambassador.

Levi doesn't get the hype behind his character, but is grateful for the fans.

Annie and Sasha are both olympics athlethes and participated in the Youth Olympics, Sasha won a gold medal in Archery and Annie was 4th in gymnastic.

Petra is actually the directors daughter.

Mike Zacharias is the best horse rider of all the cast.

Part 2?

Attack on Titan Actor AU

(part 2)

(season 2-3-4)

Pixis only auditioned because his kids are fans of manga, but he immediatly fell in love with the character.

Hannes once came on set drunk and filmed his scene. The directors only noticed while editing the scenes.

Freida Reiss is Miss Universe 2014.

Kenny writes gives good luck letters to the actors who are going to film along side him.

Keith Sadies loves to prank the 104th training corps during filming.

Rod Reiss is a comedian, he played his first dramatic role in the series.

Zeke tried to grow his beard for the role but ended up wearing a postiche.

Porco first auditioned to play Eren but the casting director found him more fit for his current role.

Pieck shares fanfics and fanarts on her stories. She finds it cute.

Gabi has a YouTube channel where she learns to play the guitar.

Falco is the biggest fanboy of the cast.

Floch used to be an extra but then got his role because the fans liked his performance.

Willy Tybur directed the last ep of season 3

Nicollo has a TikTok where he prepare food and gives cooking advice.

Onyankopon was an MMA fighter, he got into acting after an injury that left him unable to fight again.

All the flashbacks scenes were filmed at the beginning to avoid recasting younger characters and bring authenticity.

Attack on Titan Actor AU (part 3)

Levi likes to take pictures on set, he has a folder for each cast members. He shares them on his socials during their birthdays.

Bertholdt keeps a notebook on him, he writes down songs ideas.

There was a rumour about Eren and Mikasa dating, the actors both denied it when Eren posted a picture of him with Mikasa's boyfriend.

Armin has a major in archeology.

When the shooting ends very late Jean likes to cheer on his castmates to bring some energy.

Sasha and Reiner often send food trucks to everyone on set to thank them for their hard work.

Historia makes origamies in her trailer and gives it to the cast.

Erwin adopted his horse after finishing his part on the series.

Connie is the best at keeping a serious face during filming.

Hange hides snacks on set so that she could eat them between takes.

Ymir cried so much during filming her final scene, they had to stop shooting so that she calms down.

Pieck forget her lines a lot when filming with Zeke because she finds him intimidating.

Yelena's real voice is really soft she just aggravate it for the character.

Zeke teenage crush was Hange, he was very honored to share screen with her. Hange in return teases him a lot about this info.

After his performance, Marco got a lot of job offers, but he decided to quite acting and become a doctor.

Annie cried when she watched the finale episode.

Levi x Reader: “What If’s” And “But’s”

Summary: You had arrived early from a journey outside the walls to your boyfriend. Instead of returning after bringing the report back to Erwin, you stayed with Levi for a lovely day out together. However, your day of tea and soft touches began to stress you out.

Rating: SFW

Genre: Fluff, fluff, more fluff

Word Count: 1k

A/N: I wrote this a while ago... and as you can tell comfort fluff/angst is a major theme of this blog

The silkiness of the sheets over your body kept the hard found warmth in. Laying on your side, you rested your hand on the pillow by your head that sunk into the cushioned surface. Your knotty hair was loosely pulled back into a fishtail braid, the loose strands falling helplessly around your tired eyes. A warm body was flushed against your back; a strong arm lazily draped across your middle. Your other hand held his, soft fingers grazing gently over his calloused knuckles.

The lit candle on the bedside provided too much light causing slight discomfort, so you wiggled under the strength of the arm. You rolled over to face Levi’s tired steel eyes. His raven hair, usually in a centre part, was in a mess. However, it still seemed to frame his handsome face perfectly. His strong arm still stayed wrapped around your torso as you brought your hand slowly to rest on his injured leg.

He winced slightly at contact and groaned out, “What are you doing, brat?”

Feeling guilty, you relieved a bit of pressure on his leg and began to run your fingers up and down the sore muscles.

“Sorry,” you whispered, “Does it really hurt that much still? Maybe I should look at it again.”

“I’m fine,” Levi groaned, digging his face into the crevice of your neck.

You let a soft smile take over your face at his soft side he only shows to you. His bored words translated to kindness.

Pressing a soft kiss to his hairline, you mumbled into his hair; “I know you may think so, but I’ll do anything to make sure you’re okay, Levi.”

Levi slowly shut his gunmetal orbs, pulling you closer to him. His breath down your chest tickled as you slowly closed your tired e/c eyes. As soon as you let darkness flood your vision, you wrapped an arm around the sleepy figure in front of you. Levi was always so tired. You had never shared a bed with him, this being the first time. This felt like the best way to finish off the day you spent just with each other. A smile tugged at your lips when the promise ring around your finger came to mind.

However, a not so happy thought intruded. You couldn’t help but shake the feeling that something horrible was happening out in Wall Rose. Abandoning the others just to come back to Levi felt so selfish now that you were under the comfort of a roof and snuggled in a warm double bed. Someone had to deliver Hange’s message, right?

But what if Sasha, Connie and Jean had gotten into trouble?

What if Eren couldn’t turn into a titan when they needed him the most?

What if something happened to Hange and Commander Erwin?

A million “what if”s filled your head, making your heart pound increasingly fast. You couldn’t take the weight of these horrible thoughts as you shot up in the bed and stared at the wall blankly.

Shifting beside you turned your attention to Levi rolling over. He flung his forearm over to rest on his closed eyelids. You sighed in relief at the thought of not waking him, even with the sharpness of your movements. He must be so tired, You thought to yourself with a small smile.

“What’s wrong, Y/N?” Levi grumbled quietly.

Your eyes shot open further. You were wrong. You had woken him.

“Uh, nothing.” You shifted to lean against the bed board. “I just thought I was taking up too much blanket.”

To this, Levi removed his arm from his eyes and opened the beautiful spheres. He side-eyed you, making you avert your gaze. Pushing himself up, he tried his hardest to not hurt his injured leg. You couldn’t help but notice his awkward movements. To give yourself something to draw your attention away from him, you brought your knees up to rest your chin on them in attempt to create a ball of warmth. Once Levi was leaning against the bed board also, he gently took your chin in his thumb and index finger to face you towards him.

“Cut the crap, princess,” his voice still held the same amount of sass and monotone as ever, “The blanket is mainly on my half. There is something on your mind and don’t try to lie to me.”

You quickly flickered your eyes over every bit of his stern but soft face. Easily swayed, you let your legs slide down the mattress and your head hit the bed board.

“Okay, fine. I was just having a bit of a moment worrying over every possible bad thing that could happen to the others. I regret leaving them. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed our little day together so much but what if they needed me? What if I should have returned just so they know nothing happened to me? What if they’re worried about me right now?”

You ended up throwing your arms around in exclamation as our breathing picked up once again. Sensing you were about to have another round of questions spilling from your mouth in seconds, Levi immediately caught your wrists and brought them down.

He slipped his calloused hands in your own and hushed you, “Stop with the “what if”s. You’re just freaking yourself out. Nothing is wrong, okay? Brat, you are just being stupid.”

You shook you head urgently, “But-”

“No “but”s either,” Levi cut you off, “You need to think of something else and just go to sleep. I’m not letting you back out there without me. If anything is happening, at least it’s not happening to you. Go back to sleep.”

You nodded, Levi sliding down the bed and dragging you down with him. Avoiding his injury, you carefully lay across his chest. Head tucked into the crevice of his neck, you let the soothing rhythm of his heartbeat lull you back to back to sleep. Levi’s arms held you securely as he drew small circles into your exposed skin. With a kiss to your forehead, he finally fell asleep too.

Hello there! It’s so nice to see a blog still open to requests & can portray Levi so accurately!! I was wondering if I could request a one-shot with Levi Ackerman? Hurt comfort genre? Vague idea but Levi can see reader has been down, quietly makes them a cup of tea, sits down with them and just talks quietly? I don’t know about what. But it’s obviously he really cares about them? And they just really needed someone to sit with them in that moment? They needed a grounding point? You don’t have to

A/N: Hi!! Thank you so much for requesting and thinking I portrayed him accurately 🥺 You’re so so sweet 💕 Writing this was no problem at all!! I am still new to this so don’t be shy to give me any feedback! 

Levi x Reader: Grounding Point

Rating: SFW

Genre: Fluffy angst

Word Count: 1.9k

Slight trigger for suicidal thoughts

Recently, the daunting reality you lived in had finally caught up to your dreams of saving humanity. The idea was all well and good, you knew that, but was it possible? Each mission you spent exploring and “conquering” put you in the danger of being eaten, smashed against a tree, squished, squashed, ripped in half, decapitated— The list goes on and on and on and on and on…

           Titans were out there and they were real. You were the first line of defence. You were the hope for humanity. You were the ones risking your lives and no one even knew your name except for when it gets craved onto a gravestone.

           You could die any time you stepped out of the walls.

           Why did you want to be a hero? For the praise? For the nobility? For the feeling of finally being safe?

           Putting the benefits beside the stakes made you think nothing was worth it.

           You didn’t think it was necessary when we were all going to die anyways.

           Humanity wasn’t worth saving.

           The only thing that made it sort of worth fighting for was your captain. Levi Ackerman. He intrigued you, but it wasn’t like you needed to save him when he could look after himself perfectly fine. Those around him… not so much. Not that you blamed him, but your captain had lost so many people he cared about but he still fought.

           But why?

           How?

           How could he find the strength to keep going?

           What was his grounding point?

           You really wanted to ask him, but you were scared that the question would be insensitive. Or, he’d “tch” at you and walk away with a roll of his eyes.

           The fleeting thoughts you had had turned into days of spacing out, and one day it just became too much to handle.

           Your face remained downcast as you sat at the dining hall. You hadn’t bothered to grab anything to eat, your appetite failing you. Claiming you weren’t hungry, you would have preferred to go to your room and sleep – or at least try. However, Hanji had insisted you had to be social for the night after a whole day of training. Your aching muscles from said training should have been a good enough excuse.

           Obviously, you couldn’t escape how hard no matter how hard you could have tried. Hanji was incredibly supportive, kind, intelligent, but she was a little bit too excitable after spending a whole day in a lab instead of expelling her energy. Not that she could ever run out of it, anyway.

           In times like this, you wished she could spare you some of that energy.

           But there you sat, silently staring into space as you zoned out of whatever conversation Hanji was engaged in with Mike. The other cadets and Survey Corp soldiers chattered much louder than Hanji, if that was possible, and the voices echoed in your ears. Ringing replaced them, flashes of blood appeared across your vision and everything went black.

           You were still conscious, but nothing computed or was comprehended. Your fuzzy brain detached from reality, searching for the light.

           Where was it?

           You desperately wanted to go.

           But you became dissatisfied when you were pulled back into reality.

           “Hey, brat,” Levi’s voice broke through the darkness, your head snapping towards him on a diagonal across the table. “You look like you’re going to be sick. Throw up somewhere else.”

           Expression unwavering, you took it as your opportunity to escape, “Yeah, good idea.”

           “Hm.” Levi picked up his teacup in his peculiar way and took a sip.

           Legs shaking, you stood up, the chair screeching on the ground and caused your skin to crawl. Ignoring Hange’s shouts of questioning, you edged to the door of the dining hall. You turned in the direction of your dorm, missing the slight crease that appeared between Levi’s thin eyebrows as he watched after you.

           Keeping your eyes forward, you stumbled through the hall. You took the familiar turns towards your dorm, the incessant ringing in your ears finally starting to ease as the noise of the cadets faded.

           Shakily, you swung the door open when you reached the dorm. Shutting it quickly behind you, you flopped onto your bed. Face down on the pillow, you shook as tiny sobs racked from your throat. A few salty tears seeped into your pillowcase. Letting your mind finally take over, you quickly cried yourself to sleep.

           You were awoken abruptly the next morning by someone knocking twice on your door. Sitting up slowly, you noticed that the sun only just peaked through the trees beyond the window above your bed.

           “Come in,” you wheezed, thinking it would be Hanji.

           However, your heart stopped when Levi opened the door just enough for him to slip into your room accompanied by a tray. Desperately finger-combing your dishevelled hair and rubbing your eyes, you addressed him.

           “I’m sorry, Captain. I’m late for training or cleaning, right? I’ll get going right now—”

           You went to swing your legs off your bed, but Levi cut you off by huffing.

           “Tch, no, brat—” he shut the door behind him with his foot— “Did you seriously sleep with your boots on? You look terrible, too. Did you not shower either?”

           Dumbfounded, you stuttered to reply to him, “I—I didn’t get the chance to do either of those things… I kind of fell asleep before I could.”

           “And you slept on an empty stomach?”

           “Yes, I but—”

           “Tch, I brought you this.”

           Levi presented the tray to you. A cup of steaming tea sat next to a plate with freshly prepared oatmeal right next to it. Your stomach immediately growled at the sight, causing you to reach out towards it.

           “Thank you, Captain,” you took the tray from Levi’s hands.

           He folded his arms and rolled his eyes, “No need for that title; we’re behind closed doors.”

           “Oh…”

           His statement made you slightly flustered as you spooned some oatmeal and placed it in your mouth. Your insides warmed up with the comforting food. As you continued to eat, you felt slightly awkward as Levi stood watching.

           Was he going to say something?

           You flickered your eyes up to meet his shiny grey orbs, catching a glint of confliction in his eyes.

           Was it that he didn’t know what to say?

           You were about to comment, but Levi finally spoke up again. His words stopped your heart from embarrassment.

           “You’re sad,” Levi stared firmly into your eyes, “I saw you were uncomfortable in the hall and gave you an excuse to leave. I was going to follow but I saw how tired you seemed and thought you just needed to sleep. But I know it’s more than that, right?”

           Jaw dropping slightly, you struggled to reply, “I… don’t know what you mean…”

           You could feel your emotions bubbling up again, a lump forming in your throat that you desperately tried to swallow with a mouthful of tea.

           Levi’s next move almost seemed out of character for him. He stooped down to his knees, looking up at you from a different angle. If you weren’t feeling so conflicted with emotions and anxieties, you would have made a comment about how he should be scared of dirtying his white pants on the dusty floor.

           “You’re lying, woman,” Levi’s words were still firm despite his more vulnerable position, as if he was trying to say that you were above him, “The normal you wouldn’t give me such a lame answer. Now would you tell me what’s wrong so you can just be you again.”

           His words took you by pleasant surprise, but the many mixed emotions you had been feeling came out all at once in the worst way. You failed to keep that lump in your throat down, a sob breaking up your rapid breathing. Tears flooded from your e/c eyes, your hands rushing to shield them from Levi’s wavering gaze. Your sudden mood swing caused him to panic slightly.

           “Hey, stop that,” he hushed you, unsure of what else to say, “Tell me. Get it out.”

           Unsure what to do, Levi got off his knees and took a seat next to you on the bed. The mattress sank, causing you to shift towards him. You bumped into him, immediately shrinking back.

           “I’m sorry, Levi, I—I just don’t know what to do anymore,” your words broke up your sobs unevenly.

           “Don’t apologise,” Levi hesitantly took the tray from your lap, placing it on the floor.

           You cried hysterically with Levi next to you, unsure of what he should do to comfort you. In your heart, you wished that he would wrap his arms around you and tell you the best thing for you to hear in the moment. In your head, you were almost unsure if he could do it.

           “Damn…” Levi mumbled, “I wish I was better at this sort of thing. What do you want me to do, Y/N?”

           “I need you to be with me, Levi,” you cried out to him, “I want you to be with me so we can protect each other. This world is so— no, so messed up and I don’t think it’s worth saving. How do you stay so calm and don’t break down all the time? How do you do it? Levi, I just want you to be my grounding point—”

           Your words were cut short by the wind getting knocked from your lungs. Strong but inexperienced arms squeezed you, obviously not knowing the comfortable pressure for hugs. The tears that had once gushed from your eyes had seized, letting only one slip down your cheek and onto Levi’s Survey Corp jacket. The jacket that showed that he witnessed death every day.

           “I bottle it up,” Levi spoke softly, “but don’t ever do that, Y/N. You let it out when you need to and cry. Crying feels so damn good whenever you feel this way.”

           All you could do is nod, slowly snaking your arms around his form. His heartbeat against your chest beat just as fast as yours did; they were in sink. Levi knew what to say to you, no matter how good he thought he was at comfort. You could tell from his words that he spoke from experience, and you trusted him.

           He didn’t push you to say any more than what you had already said, taking the time to bring you back to the present. The warmth of his body against yours and the strangely comforting thought that he still didn’t know what he was doing soothed you. Even though he wasn’t confident in his abilities, how he continued to hold you proved to you how much you truly cared to give it a try.

           Slowly, he pulled you out of your intruding images, memories, and emotions. The unfamiliar radiance of relief and love filled you, swelling your heart and causing you to pull back to look at Levi.

           His brilliant grey eyes flickered with a silver you never noticed until you were this close. No words were exchanged between each other, only his thumb that rubbed over your cheek to rub the tear tracks off your skin.

           “Thank you, Levi,” you whispered, digging your face into the collar of his jacket. You could almost feel the way he rolled his eyes and smiled.

           “A bath would also do you good, you’re filthy.”

           You laughed into his neck, confidence and comfort along you to say the four words you have wanted to say for a while now.

           “I love you, Levi.”

           However, nothing could have prepared you for when he said it back.

           “I… I love you too.”

hi i love your writings so much and your style is brilliant! uhm can i request a levi x reader fake dating au? if thats possible..♡ have a great day♡♡

Hi! Thank you so much for requesting and for the encouragement, being a new blog 😊💕 It always makes my day getting sweet messages like this. I’m not really sure about this one, as I made it surprisingly angsty but I still hope you like it!

Genre: Angst, unrequited love

Rating: SFW

Word Count: 1.4k

Slight trigger for sexual assault

The ballroom’s glow settled down onto the occupants of the ball. Dots of shiny lights ricocheted from the chandelier, creating an effect like stars in the sky across the roof and walls.

           A tight corset bound your waist, crushing the bottom of your lungs and making it difficult to draw in breath. The strong sting of the alcoholic scent wafting from the bar and Wall Sina slobs, who were considered nobles. They couldn’t just slap fancy clothing on an overweight middle-aged alcoholic man and call him a noble.

           Your status in the Survey Corps was what had lobbed you into this mess. Many times you have had to dress in prissy clothing with frills and bows, pulling your hair into a bun that was slightly too tight to be comfortable.

           If talking to naive, selfish, and arrogant men wasn’t bad enough, the rule that you had to bring a date made your skin crawl.

           Being a Squad Leader meant that you knew plenty of men, as the vast majority of the Scouting Regiment contained male soldiers. However, choosing a date was impossible. If the men weren’t immature boys, they were perverted men in their thirties.

           The first time you were placed in this situation, Hanji hooked you up with Levi Ackerman, back when you couldn’t stand the short male. You found him irritating; he had no human emotions. Not to mention his insufferable obsession with cleaning. The two of you struggled to stay the entire time, swarmed by sweaty old men and each other. Levi certainly struggled with the attitude you gave him.

           When the night was over, the two of you swore that he never had to hold your waist for a slow dance again.

           You wished it was that simple.

           Erwin announced the invitation to another ball. Both you and Levi hoped you wouldn’t have to power through another dance together, managing to find another date. You had asked Erwin, but was turned down as he had someone to go with.

           The two of you had to go again, dragging your feet through every dance with Levi’s hand hovering awkwardly on the frills of your gown.

           Rumours that you and Captain Levi were dating spread through the immature Survey Corps in a heartbeat. The rumours leaked onto the streets, the civilians thinking that Humanity’s Strongest Soldier had a girlfriend was incredibly chivalrous. Erwin’s need to please the people resulted in him ordering you to keep up an act of dating Levi.

           From then on, you and Levi put on a fake show for the people. Luckily, holding hands was as far as Levi would go.

           You wished it would end. Your existence was almost like a trophy that was polished in a cabinet to brag about. You had the looks for it and everyone constantly reminded the two of you.

           Secretly, you wished that Levi would return the compliment someday, the time you have had to spend together rubbing off on you. You hoped Levi would come to feel the same.

           The air in the ballroom became stuffy as the men around you pushed you towards the centre of the room. You had lost Levi a while ago now, him claiming he wanted to get the two of you drinks. However, you didn’t believe him.

           He would never drink anything that wasn’t tea, you thought.

           An old man approached you, his eyes bloodshot from the alcohol consumption. They raked up and down your body, causing you to shrink in on yourself to protect your figure from the prying eyes. You scowled as he was pushed further towards me with a stumble.

           “Hey, pretty lady,” he slurred, “You got a date?”

           “Yes, it was compulsory in order to be let through the doors,” you replied calmly.

           Frowning at him down the bridge of your nose, you etched towards the knife hidden in the layers of your dress. It was originally Levi’s idea to hold a knife with me, as the chances of getting into a situation where you need self-defence is too high.

           “Where is he now?” The man approached you further, “I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.”

           “Mind what? He’s coming back in a moment.”

           “What is he gonna do to me? Kill me?”

           You pursed your lips and widened your eyes, nodding.

           The man ignored you, almost stumbling forward onto you. Your hand slipped under the layer of your dress, fingers curling around the handle. Taking steps back, the man continued toward you. You were about to whip the knife out from behind your back when you backed into a firm chest.

           “Sorry--” you began, but paused when you saw who stood behind you.

           Levi lingered there with a scowl, flickering his eyes from you to the man. His grey eyes bared into the man, who straightened his posture.

           “Would you like a dance?” Levi learned forward to whisper into my ear.

           “Gladly,” you nodded, not batting another eyelash at the creep who stood stunned in silence.

           Levi’s calloused hand slipped yours off the knife and into his feathery hold. Guiding you around to the side of the room, he sat you in the corner on a nearby chair. Honestly, you were hoping for a dance, your mood shifting into a confused malice as to why he pulled you aside.

           “I thought we were dancing,” you whispered, folding your hands in your lap as he lingered above you.

           “Tch. Of course not,” Levi rolled his eyes, folding his arms over his chest, “I was only getting you away from that slobby drunk.”

           “You know we’re actually supposed to look like we are dating, right?” You snapped, copying his composure by crossing your arms, also.

           Levi frowned harder, “I don’t know what else you want me to do. Aren’t men supposed to keep other men away from their significant others? That’s what I did, brat.”

           “I’m not a brat, first of all,” you sighed, “Second of all, couples are supposed to be more affectionate than this.”

            The huff that Levi let from his lungs caused a pang of hurt to strike you. For too long have you had him groan, grumble, and frown at you instead of providing you with proper answers. By now, you could tell exactly what every single one meant. This one was very direct, a simple “I don’t care.”

           The time you spent with him you had come to realise he was not the completely mindless titan killing machine that the rest of mankind believed that his was. Behind his cold and passive demeanour, he genuinely cared about his squad, fellow captains and commanders. Having witnessed his true nature, you began to grow soft towards him. However, you quickly realised that you weren’t special.

           “Levi….” you sighed, biting your lip. Your heart thumped in your chest at the words that formed in your head.

           Maybe if he knew how you felt he would change?

           Maybe if you followed your heart he could take advantage of the opportunity?

           “What is it,” Levi’s words expelled from his mouth more like a groan of annoyance than a question.

           You took another deep breath and averted your eyes, “I actually like you, and I want to make this relationship real. I know that you think that fake dating for the people is stupid, but we wouldn’t feel that way if it is real. It’s real to me.”

           Cautiously, you lifted your eyes back up to find his. The way his mouth hung open ever so slightly and his eyebrows raised an extra inch caused your heart to lodge into your throat.

           When he didn’t reply, you held your breath, “I don’t know if you feel the same or not, and it’s okay if you don’t. But I can’t keep faking something with you when I want it to be real.”

           Timidly, you watched as he cast his eyes to the floor. You couldn’t tell if he was going to reply, never having witnessed the silence that he spoke at that moment. Growing impatient, you stood.

           “Say something,” you ordered, “Please answer, Levi.”

           “What do you want me to say?” Levi looked into your eyes, the intensity of the stare causing guilt to bubble within you. “My answer isn’t going to satisfy you, I can tell.”

           “I’d prefer if you say it.”

           “I don’t feel the same. I never have and I never will. I’m sick of everyone I care about dying; I don’t want it happening again.”

           Your breath caught in your throat. On one hand, you respected his feelings and reasoning, being something that hit close to home for yourself. On the other, his tone stung, the words pierced you, the unrequited love ached your heart.

           “One day, you’ll find someone, Y/N,” Levi reached out to pat your head, your breath frozen in your lungs, “But what we have is fake.”

           “You’re right, I’m sorry.”

I’m still alive!!

School’s been taking a toll on me but I hope to get back to writing in the next week or so...

Requests are always open so I’d love if you’d send some in! ~ ❤️

Can you do Jean or Hange spicy hcs? Or if you aren't comfortable some comfort hcs pls😳👀🙏🏾

Hi! Thank you for requesting! I do have in my rules that I won’t be writing NSFW fics atm, so I did comfort hcs. I hope that’s alright!! ☺️

Jean:

Jean is a natural born leader, Marco said it himself

This is because of his ability to interpret his peers, and if you were his s/o, he would be extra attentive

The longer you are together, the better he’d notice your little tells

However, if you were trying to get the message that something was bothering you purposefully…

I think it’d take him a lot longer to figure it out

Even if he could tell that you needed comforting, he’d be horrible at approaching it

He’s too straight forward and hot headed to be soft and cuddly

If you were upset because someone had said something hurtful towards you, you bet he’d be seeking them out to give them a good beating

But if you were suffering due to your own thoughts, and the only person he could beat up was yourself, he’d be at a loss

Tell him that you want to cuddle, or if you want him to just sit with you as you pour your heart out and he’ll do it

That’s not to say that he’s not restless

This man is used to fighting away his problems, even though he wants the easy life

He’d listen to you complain, cry, or talk yourself down

That is one thing he will never let you do

You try saying that you thought you looked fat in your uniform that day or you think the most recent deaths of your comrades were your fault, and he’ll compliment you so hard

He tolerates no such thing, telling you everything he loves about you

Sure, it may be said in a loud and almost angry way, but it’s because he cares for you and wants to prove that there is no reason you should feel that way

When this happens, please thank him and say it helped

That way he’ll think he’s done his job

As time goes by and the two of you have a very healthy and loving relationship, he’ll be able to adjust to comfort you exactly the way you need him to

He’ll get used to how you react to certain types of comfort and change accordingly

Over time, he’ll surely get softer, being able to just lay together and cuddle if you need it

He’ll whisper about how much he loves you if he thinks that’ll help the most

Or, he’ll stay quiet and let you cry into his shoulder

He wouldn’t be as restless during times he needs to comfort you

That’s not to say that once you feel better or if you fall asleep beside him he won’t leave and beat someone or something up

Depends on what has put you down, he’ll comfort differently

Hange:

Queen of comforting you

Extremely observant, she could probably tell that you were bothered by something by the pace of your breathing

When she’s cheerful and what is bothering you isn’t too serious, she’d want to distract you

She might bring you to see her latest titan experiments or to go annoy Levi

Don’t even bother trying to tell her that you need to talk to someone, she’ll show up at your door in the morning because she “sensed” that you needed it

Honestly, her massive smile and excitedness are almost enough to cheer you up

Cuddles, and lots of them

Depending on what you were down about, the longer the cuddles are

She is also no stranger to the feeling of discomfort and stress after being in the Survey Corps for so long, so she’ll be able to tell what’s bothering you

Hange is also totally up to beating someone up for you

If Levi was a little harsh to you one day you felt a little sensitive, the midget better run

Most of the time, it’s playful revenge, unless what they did was absolutely awful

It’s just her way of letting you know she loves and cares for you

Definitely able to snap out of her boisterous mood if she discovers it’s irritating you when you’re not feeling like yourself

If you were lost in your own thoughts of self-consciousness or had an existential crisis, she’s much more calm

Very willing to talk to you for hours, debunking all your insecurities and worries

Most of the time, she’s honest and hopeful that everything will be fine

However, if you happen to be struggling with something that she’s been bottling up, she’ll open up too

It turns into a little couple’s therapy session, which is very relaxing

On expeditions, if you need her, she’ll be there

She’s probably the best person to be with when taking down titans, as she has such a carefree and refreshing way with titans

That’s instead of being dark and gloomy all the time

If you’d been dropping signs all day that you were bothered by something, she’d burst into your room and push you onto your bed to cuddle

Either that, or drag you out to join her in the lab

If you were crying, she’ll have you laughing in seconds

Hange has so many different ways to comfort you and is never dull

Every time you go to her, she’ll support you in the way you needed it most

Drabble: Levi x reader

Prompt: Both of them injured, and them waking up beside each other

Genre: Fluff, angst, comfort (wow, not surprised)

A/N: Depressed + Levi deprived = this

Thumping behind your ears woke you up suddenly, the rumbling of the cart jolti by you around. The bright blue sky above you blinded you, making you squeeze your eyes shut again. Hooves thundered nearby, trailing next to the cart you were being carried in.

The thin sheet across your body helped the warmth cling to you, pain shooting through your body. Stains of red down the sheet caught your attention, noticing the parallels between where you were in pain and the blotches.

Turning your head to the side, you saw him. His eyes were halflidded, blinding slowly fight away the pain coursing through his own body. He lay on his back like you, wrapped in bandages. You wished you could remember what happened but your mind was fuzzy.

Levi coughed beside you, wheezing as he took in a breath.

“Levi?” You whispered, “What happened?”

The man turned his head towards you, furrowing your eyebrows at you. He lifted a hand to place on your head, gently ruffling your hair.

“Hey, brat,” he left his hand resting on your head, “You got us in this mess to begin with.”

“It-it hurts,” you winced as the cart bounced, presumably over a rock.

Levi shifted to get closer to you, cursing under his breath at his own aching body, “I know, it sucks. Keep those eyes of yours open.”

You nodded, holding eye contact with Levi. The hand atop of your head secured you as the cart bounced across the terrain back to the walls. His gaze made you feel safe but the thought of his potential scolding caused you to feel ashamed.

Immediately afflicting the blame on you only made you feel worse, and you wished Levi could see that.

“Levi...” you began.

“What?”

“Are you going to yell at me when we get back?”

“Probably, you almost getting us both killed wasn’t too smart. But, I know you’ll need some attention. Your injuries are worse than mine.”

You tried nodding but your head thumped painfully. Levi noticed the wince you tried to hide and ran his thumb up your forehead.

“Don’t move, I know it hurts,” he sighed.

He knew that literally anyone could be seeing him like this, but he didn’t care. The only thing he cared about was you getting the proper treatment. You certainly knew - especially because he lay injured beside you - that he went completely out of his way to save you.

Maybe you were too delirious to notice before, but the rhythmic stroking of Levi’s thumb across your forehead burnt into your skin. Never before had he been this close to you or expressed such worry for you.

Before this, you always thought you were another on of his cadets. Now, you felt slightly special.

Maybe you were something special to him.

Just reminding y’all that requests are open and I have some serious writing block so some inspiration would be greatly appreciated 🙏

Levi with a tall/buff s/o

Requested by anon: aaa could u write about levi with a tall s/o? i'm 5'10" and i'm not head over heels for him like i used to be but the height difference is still funny to think about

A/N: I feel like I just ended up describing Erwin by the end of this 💀I wrote this as a buff s/o as well... yeah oops just Erwin

You’d actually be the best duo on the battle field not gonna lie

He has the speed and agility while you can balance it with strength

Off the battle field he is totally under your influence, you’ve got him wrapped around your finger

If you tease him, he low key gets offended so you can always get what you want because of his sore pout

He doesn’t mind overall, as you know why he’s got his short stature and are truly caring for him

Kiss the top of his head please, he loves it

Because he can’t reach your cheeks to kiss you and doesn’t want to use force, he has this stare that he gives you that shows you he wants you to bend down

To anyone else, he looks like he wants to kill you when he just wants to give you a smooch lol

If you lean over him without bending your knees (you know what I’m talking about, it makes sense) he either gives one or two of the following reactions

If you’re being cocky, he’ll scowl and push you back (or he’ll try)

Or if you’re being sweet and doting, he’ll become a blushing mess

You can’t sit in his lap, and there is no way in the world you’re getting him to sit in yours

So you sit beside each other thigh to thigh, it’s intimate but not over the top

Riding horses with him is so funnyyy

I know for sure he uses a stool please make fun of him or help him up depending on your morals 

Things you do that fluster him:

the lesbian door lean (androgynous) 

leaning on things

wear heels (also androgynous)

cuff sleeves or just wearing button ups in general

wear high-waisted pants

anything to do with doorframes I can’t stress that enough

put your hand on that part on his back between the shoulder blades just below his nape while walking with him

jean kirstein is the type who would ask if he can kiss you before he does