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DARL+ING

pairing: jean x black! reader

genre: fluff, jean being in love

inspired by: darl+ing by seventeen (stan svt!)

cw: none!

a/n: i love svt so much yall don't understand

you know without you, i'm so lonely

he hated seeing you leave. whether it was you going back home to take care of a few things, or when it was going to work. he didn't care why you leaving, he hated it. hated it so damn much. cause all he's thinking is about when you are going to return back in his arms. he couldn't take being away from you for long.

when you're not here, 911 calling

he sits alone in his room, looking at his phone, waiting for it to have some sort of reaction. he wanted to make sure that you are ok, that you're safe. he knows that you are fine by yourself because he has seen it. But he couldn't help but thinking that something bad happened to you. yes, he's that damn dramatic. but all his worries wash away when you text him. he didn't care about what you texted, as long as he knew that you were still with him.

Into your heat again, i'm diving

you loved jean, and jean loved you. there was never a time where you two imaged being without each other. it's like no matter how many times you two saw each other, you would have the same feelings that you had since the beginning of the relationship. he never fails to make your heart flutter in ways that no one could ever make it.

darling, you, darling, you, baby

jean had realized that he had fallen deeply in love with you. there was no way out, and he was glad there wasn't. he needed to be with you, you needed to be with him, it was common knowledge. it was you, it had always been you, it will always be you that is the one for him. the day you came into the picture was the best day of his life. he hated not being with you, he hated it when you left him. but when you returned to him, all his worries washed away. why? because his darling was finally back into his arms.

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𝙒𝙚𝙩 𝘿𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙯 💦 💭

Eren Yeager x Fem!reader | MDNI

Mentions of: Armin, Jean and Connie.

Synopsis: based of : Wet Dreamz by J. Cole.

[ Eren basically is a loner without any game. He finds himself crushing over the popular girl that sits next to him in his math class and keeps passing him cute letters and notes, praying that she’ll be the one that’s going to take his virginity!]

Warnings: Fem!reader, mentions of sex, Eren being head over heels for you, mentions of virginity loss, cuss words etc.

Wc: 2k+

Eren has always been a laid back kid.

He likes video games, smoking and staying out of drama.

Of course he like girls and stuff like that too, it’s just that he never really went out of his way to try and talk to them. The girls at his college are mostly not interested in him anyways since he’s kinda a loner and he’s not interested in changing anything about that…

At least that’s what he thought until he first met you. He could never forget the day you walked into his math class and sat down next to him, with a warm smile on your face and a cherry lollipop between your plump lips. He immediately noticed your pretty face and the way you smell.

He found himself so fascinated with the way your hair looked that whenever he was watching porn late at night by himself in his college dorm, he specifically looked for girls with a similar hair type. He loved talking to you just to hear your soft voice and cute giggles, but after your professor expressed multiple times that he doesn’t want you guys to distract the other students, you had to switch to exchanging small letters and notes.

At this point Eren has a whole little box full of notes that you wrote him since the beginning of the year.

Everything started off so innocent until you started flirting with him, trying to make him blush and get a reaction out of him, like the virgin whore that he was. Attending classes felt like a reward now, since he gets to spend time with you on a daily basis.

You often catch him starring at you, but you never thought much about it.

If only you knew that secretly he was wondering if you’d be able to make him nut the same way it feels like when he does it himself to your photos.

You’re not the it girl at campus but you are popular for sure. You’ve always been pretty confident, not taking shit from people and making sure that everybody knew not to play around with you. He’s truly fascinated by you and he finds himself quickly developing feelings for you.

Even his friends noticed his behavior change. Since he met you he’s daydreaming a lot more, mostly about the way that your thighs would make a perfect pillow or the cute pout you have on your lips when you don’t understand something and you have to ask him for help.

"Bruh what the fuck? Yoo Eren? Earth to Eren?"

Connie waves his hand in front of Eren's face to catch his attention.

"Huh?" Eren responds, snapping out of his hypnotic state.

"We’re asking if you’re coming to the party on Saturday?" Connie asks curiously.

"Nah I’m busy this weekend, sorry guys." He mutters quietly in response.

"What do you mean you’re busy? You never miss a party!" Jean looks at him shocked.

"Y/n is coming over this weekend, that’s why he’s acting that way." Armin reveals his best friends secret with a smirk on his face.

"He even told me I’m not allowed to come home till Sunday." He continues.

"Wait, wait, WAIT! Y/n L/n? Bro you better forget about her." Connie looks at Eren like he’s insane.

"What? Why?" Eren looks up to his friend, suddenly all ears again.

"She’s like wayyy out of your league, there’s no way she’d let you try anything with her!" Jean shakes his head, trying to prepare his friend for a heart break.

"Who said I wanna 'try anything’?" Eren starts getting annoyed. He knows all of those things but that’s not gonna stop him from dreaming night and day about your pretty lips warped around his dick, crying and gagging for him with that seducing look on your face that you always give him.

"Ohh right, I forgot our boy is still a virgin. Don’t worry, you’re not less of a man!"

Jean ruffles through Eren's hair.

"I never said I was?!" Eren looks offended over at his friend.

"Yeah but you thought it." Connie laughs.

"I hate you guys." He just rolls his eyes… but what if they are right?

Did he ever have a real chance with you?

And do you even like him?

—

Friday was like any other day…

at least that’s what Eren expected when he sat down next to you like usually.

You immediately noticed that something was off. He seemed so cold and distant and even after you asked him "did I do something wrong?", with a cute pout on your face, he only responded with a "nah don’t worry." before turning his head away from you again. The truth is that Eren was just scared. Hurt and scared to be specific.

What if Jean and Connie were right, and he’s just your way of passing time during your boring lectures.

He always felt a little delusional for thinking there could be something going on between you guys, but the conversation he had with his friends yesterday just made things worse.

Eren basically ignored you for almost the entire lecture, thinking about thousands of reasons why you could think that he’s not good enough for you.

He always had his fair share of insecurities, but he still hoped you’d like him regardless.

However all of his worries got dismissed after he opened the letter you passed him when nobody was looking.

'𝑯𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒙 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆?'

It said, written perfectly in your handwriting.

You smile at him innocently before tapping the end of your pencil against your bottom lip.

There’s no way you would write something like that if you weren’t interested in him… right?…

You’re so cruel for playing around with him like that. At this point it doesn’t even matter anymore if all of this is a joke or game to you, Eren is willing to risk it all.

If he ever had the glimpse of a chance with you, then now is the time to make use of it and shoot his shot. He’s definitely going to keep the note and brag about it to his friends though, simply to prove them that he’s not some virgin loser and that he knows how to talk to girls, even if he doesn’t do it a lot.

He smiles softly to himself before ripping out a piece of paper from his notebook and scribbling something on it.

He hands it to you while giving you a cocky attitude. '𝘖𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘹 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦' You read on it. '𝑶𝒉 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚?' you write back with a sly smirk on your lips.

'𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯… 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰'

If having wet dreams about you would count, he’d definitely be considered a pro… so it’s not that much of a lie is it?

'𝒐𝒉 𝒔𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒐? 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘' You giggle in amusement before you give him the small note.

~That girl is going to be the death of me ~

Eren thinks to himself as he noticed the bugle in his pants. Luckily none of his friends were here, seeing him embarrassed at the fact that he is fully bricked up, because of you just writing on a stupid piece of paper.

'𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯' he writes back, trying to keep his cool to impress you.

Deep down he knew he’s scared to death right now, even if he doesn’t want to admit it…

—

"You’re still here? Get the fuck out Armin, Y/n's gonna be here in like one hour and I still need to…get ready!" Eren bursts into Armin’s room after hearing him talk on the phone.

He never wanted to impress a girl so bad in his life.

"Shut up Eren I’m talking to my mom!"

Armin puts his phone on silent as he tries to make Eren leave by pushing him away with one hand.

"Fuck no, don’t ruin this for me! You need to leave."

Armin unmutes his phone before he sighs and starts speaking again.

"Wait mom, I- I’m gonna call you back. Yes I promise I won’t drink much. Okay, yeah love you too, bye." He hangs up. "what the hell is wrong with you man?!" he glares at Eren. "Did you already pack your things?" Eren continues bugging him.

"Yes I did, now stop rushing me or I’ll tell Jean and Connie that you practiced how to put on condoms last night!" Armin threatens him, remembering the painfully awkward encounter he had with his best friend.

"Okay okay but you have to leave now, please Armin." Eren nearly begs. This is one of the most important days in his life, there’s no way he going to let anybody fuck this up.

"Fine, I was about to leave anyways." Armin sighs while rolling his eyes as he takes his backpack from his bed and puts it on before grabbing his keys from his nightstand. "Thank you man I love you!" Eren says relived, following Armin to the door.

"Yeah whatever." Armin says before walking out of the door and closing it behind him.

—

The entire hour that Eren had left, he spent by lighting up scented candles around the house and praying that he won’t mess up, not tonight.

It can’t be that hard right? He watched enough porn to know the basics, he just hopes that you won’t notice it’s his first time.

The moment the doorbell rang he almost had a stroke…. However it was nothing compared to the way his heart was beating fast when you sat down beside him on his bed after he lead you in his room.

Fake it till you make it right? That’s what Eren thought when he started kissing you, pretending that his last kiss wasn’t in middle school. Getting hard on time was much easier than he thought it would be.

He felt his heart skip a beat when your warm hand slides under his shirt as you start trailing your fingers over his abs. Your skin is so unbelievably soft, it feels like heaven. You make him take off his shirt and play with the buckle of his belt before he pulls your face closer by your chin, only leaving inches between you.

"You’re so fucking pretty." He mutters under his breath while inspecting your face.

He always wanted to have you to himself, and seeing you like this, so desperately craving his touch just drives him crazy.

Usually he feels like you hold this power over him, but you whispering quietly in his ear "I want you so bad." was a major ego boost to him.

He can’t believe that his friends almost had him convinced that he wasn’t good enough for you… ridiculous.

He takes off your dress and removes your underwear, as he watches your nipples get hard at the cool air, with a smirk on his face, before he takes out a condom from his pocket.

It’s now or never.

He gets rid of his pants and puts on the elastic rubber just like he practiced the night before.

Now that he’s so close to losing his virginity, realization hits him, killing the adrenaline that just rushed through his veins.

He feels the palms of his hands getting sweaty and his breath quicken as he tries to keep himself from panicking to much.

He takes a deep breath and moves his hardened member to your entrance before you flinch and stop him right when he’s about to put it in.

"What’s wrong?" He asked confused.

Did you notice that he’s completely inexperienced? This is so embarrassing, he should have just told you the truth when he had the chance to.

"I need to tell you something…" you shyly look up to him. "Did… Did I do something wrong?" Eren says, worried that he’s making you feel uncomfortable.

"No it’s just,… please be gentle okay?" You try to avoid eye contact before continuing.

"Don’t laugh at me but… I-I never did this before."

Eren chuckles lightly to himself.

"I’ll try to keep it down for ya."

This is going to be so much more fun than he thought it would be.

Hope you enjoyed it, I refuse to believe that there’s people out there that don’t know the song, but if you don’t I can only recommend listening to it! 🧎🏾‍♀️

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𝑬𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒔 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 ★

Jean Kirstein x Fem!reader | MDNI

Mentions of: Eren ,Mikasa, Hitch & Connie.

Synopsis: After an intense fight with Eren you decide that going out parting with your two girl best friends is the best way to keep your mind off things, when you meet a certain someone that is also close to one of your Highschool friends. (Based of this Drabble I wrote about Armin.)

Warnings: drug use (Alcohol), cheating, Eren making a scene, unprotected sex, oral sex (M!receiving), public sex, cuss words, lots of tears, yelling (and some more stuff like that).

WC: 3k +

Usually you don’t go out partying without Eren but today is different.

You spent your entire day fighting with him but soon you had to realize that arguing with Eren is pointless.

He keeps making dumb excuses like 'it’s just flirting' or he tells you that you’re acting crazy for picking a fight.

You’re just so tired of it, so you don’t say no when Hitch asks you to go to this new club with her and Mikasa.

—

"C’mon y/n don’t be so boring, you didn’t even drink anything yet!" Hitch squeals in your ear.

"Don’t be rude Hitch, you know she had a hard day." Mikasa comes in your defense.

If there’s one thing about Mikasa then it’s that she’s always trying to understand and help you as much as she can.

"No… it’s fine, Hitch is right. I came here to have fun."

You say confidently. There’s no way that you’ll let Eren win by not even being able to enjoy yourself without him anymore.

"Are you sure y/n? You don’t have to do that."

Mikasa speaks while giving you a worried look. "Yes, don’t worry about me. I’ll go get a drink at the bar." You give her a reassuring nod.

"Now that’s my girl!" Hitch proudly pats your shoulder before you walk over to the bar, when you suddenly bump into someone.

"hey, watch out." A strong pair of hands grabs you by your shoulders, shoving you carefully away from the chest that your forehead just collided with.

"I’m sorry." You apologize politely.

You take a short glance at the face of the short haired boy in front of you as you recognize his face.

"Connie?!" Your eyes lighten up as he gives you a cheerful smile.

"Y/n? What are you doing here?" He laughs, surprised at the fact to see you in a environment like this.

"Oh I’m here with Hitch and Mikasa, they asked me to come with them."

You clarify with a soft smile on your lips.

"Ahh I see," he grins. "Good to see you though, I haven’t heard from you in a while."

"Yeah I’ve been busy," you say, as if Eren wasn’t the one that made you quit contact with all your male friends.

"I was just about to get a drink actually, do you want to join me?" You politely invite him.

"Sorry I’m here with a few friends actually. I can’t just leave…" He declines.

"But I’m sure I’ll go say hi to Mikasa and Hitch later."

He adds when suddenly someone interrupts your conversation by tapping him on the shoulder.

"Connie, Reiner is ordering shots for everyone right now, do you want one? "

You make quick eye contact with the tall guy in front of you, before giving him a nervous smile.

"I’ll leave you two guys alone, see you around."

You excuse yourself as you cleared your throat and give him a small wave.

He just gives you a nod in response before turning to his friend again.

—

"Who was that?" Jean looks after you, before taking a sip from his drink.

"Oh you mean y/n? We used to be friends in Highschool. She’s here with Hitch and Mikasa."

Connie enlightens as he noticed a smirk appearing on Jean's face.

"Bro, I know what you’re thinking. Cut it out, she’s with Eren." He shakes his head slowly in disagreement.

"Eren? Eren Yeager?" Jean exclaimed, clearly taken back.

There’s no way a girl like you would date a Jerk like Eren.

"Mhm, she’s Eren's girl." Connie’s eyes flickered as nods in response.

"It wouldn’t hurt to introduce us to each other, would it?" A hint of amusement dances in Jean's eyes as he chuckles under his breath.

"Here we go again." Connie thought, rolling his eyes at the absurdity of his friend.

He doesn’t really like the thought of Jean trying to hit on Eren's girlfriend. He knows how Eren can be, and he doesn’t want him to get involved into pointless drama.

There’s hundreds of other girls here, it can’t be that hard to find a single one without a over possessive boyfriend.

—

"Y/n what took you so long?!" Hitch pulls you closer to her, almost making you spill your drink.

"I didn’t take long, I just bumped into Connie on my way." You explain calmly.

"Connie is here?" Hitch asks surprised.

After becoming college roommates with Sasha, she has become very familiar with Connie.

"Yeah, he’s with a friend, somewhere over there." You point at a rear part of the crowd.

"He said that he might join us later to tell you guys hi." You add before you drink from your cup.

—

3 drinks later and you lost all your coordination.

Your vision isn’t as clear as it was earlier and you feel your body temperature increasing when Hitch asks Mikasa and you to go dance with her.

Of course you don’t say no, the dance floor is full of people having fun and that’s exactly what you want to have.

Hitch grabs Mikasa's and your hand, dragging you deeper into the crowd.

You immediately squint your eyes together because of the bright colorful lights.

You’re sure that Eren would kill you for the way you’re dancing with your friends in that tight dress that Hitch borrowed you, but you deserve it. You deserve having fun and enjoying yourself like this.

You gasp when you suddenly feel a strong grip tightening around your Arm.

You turn around to face whoever dared to disrupt your amusement, ready to cuss them out but you immediately close your mouth when you realize that it’s your boyfriend.

"E-Eren?!" You look at him perplexed.

"You turned your location off." He frowns, giving you a stern look.

There’s so many questions you want to ask.

What is he doing here, how did he find you and how dare he ruin this for you.

"Let go of me." Is all you say, trying to sound intimidating but you fail miserably.

"We’re going home, now!" He’s way better at being scary than you are, yet you stand your ground by telling him no.

"I said we’re going home." He repeats himself.

"Fuck no! I’m not talking to you anymore!"

Maybe it’s the alcohol talking, but you’re done being his punching bag. It’s time to put your foot down and demand the respect you deserve.

"Y/n is everything fi-" Mikasa stops mid sentence after recognizing Eren's face.

"What is he doing here?" Hitch also notices his presence with an annoyed look on her face.

"Don’t worry, he was about to leave anyways."

With a cold glance you let Eren know exactly how you feel about his behavior right now.

"Yes, with you." He looks down on you, giving you that death stare that he always uses to make you give in.

You give him a sharp push, ignoring his protests before turning away from him and walking away from him and your friends.

"Y/n, where are you going?!" Mikasa calls after you concerned, trying to follow you but not making it through crowd.

"I need to get some fresh air."

You respond quickly, before you get lost between all the people surrounding you.

You step out of the club and into a chaotic scene of people fighting, couples kissing, and taxi cabs waiting for passengers.

You sit down on the sidewalk as you put your drink down next to you before pulling out your phone from your purse and texting Mikasa that you’re sorry for leaving and that you’ll come back after you calmed down.

You take another sip from your drink when a tall figure sits down next to you.

You’re worried for a second that it might be Eren, but the shoes and the pants don’t match him at all.

"Can I help you?" You don’t even bother to look up at whoever just interrupted your peace, since you’re way to exhausted for that.

"You’re that girl from earlier right? You’re friends with Connie." A sly smirk appears on the lips of the mysterious man next to you.

"I- …" you look up at the stranger to notice it’s that guy from when you talked to Connie.

"….yeah I guess you could say so…"

You yawn, feeling the drowsiness taking over.

"Am I that boring?" He chuckles lowly at your obviously tired response.

"What? No, I’m just… I’m just worn out."

A quiet huff of displeasure comes from you.

"And I don’t even know you."

You didn’t mean to sound harsh or mean, it’s just that you’re really not in a good mood right now.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself earlier, my name's Jean." He says with a hint of a smirk on his face.

"So I heard you’re Eren's girl huh?"

He tilts his head before inspecting your face closely.

"Don’t even start." You roll your eyes at just the thought of what happened back at the dance floor as he let out a gentle laugh.

"I don’t want to talk about it." You add quietly while fidgeting with the tips of your fingernails.

"Hmm... Well it can’t be THAT complicated right?" He asks, sounding genuinely interested in your situation right now.

"You have no idea." Your chin rests against the palm of your hand while your elbow is placed on your knee as you give him a displeased look.

"Just tell me already. I’m invested now." He chuckles lowly.

You take a deep breath before explaining everything that just occurred to him as he nods slowly, listening curiously to you talk.

Speaking your mind out loud was probably what you needed the most.

It made you realize how fucked up your boyfriends behavior actually was.

"…. Did he hurt you?" It’s easy to tell how concerned Jean was by the way he looked at you.

His sorrowful gaze meets yours, almost as is he was trying to express how sorry he felt for you.

"No, he would never…" you say, while trailing the palm of your hand over your upper arm, remembering the way Eren grabbed you earlier.

"But I’m still mad at him for ruining this for me."

You add quietly while chewing nervously on your lower lip.

"That’s…. That’s really unfortunate." He mumbles, leaning closer to you.

His voice sounds so gentle yet serious as he scratches the back of his head.

You don’t know what happened, but just the thought of how many things went wrong during your and Eren's relationship made you tear up.

The worst part about it is that you’re still attached to him and somehow even after everything that happened, you believe Eren without a doubt that he’s speaking the truth when he tells you that he loves you.

"Hey look at me please." Jean grabs your chin gently, forcing you to meet his gaze. His expression softens slightly as he looks down on your face.

You quickly wipe the few teardrops from your face, hoping that he wouldn’t notice them.

"You shouldn’t cry over someone like him."

He says softly while shaking his head.

„Don’t say that… I- I love him."

Eren is very unique, and so is his way of 'Loving'.

No matter if you break up or not, he will always hold a special place in your heart.

"I’m sure you think you do, but-" He stops himself mid sentence as he sees tears welling up in your eyes again. "Shh.. It’s alright."

Somehow seeing you this vulnerable made him want you even more.

"I think he’s a jerk." Jean mutters bluntly.

You should feel bad for being that close to him, but he’s the first person to tell you how things really are, and you appreciate it.

Of course you have Mikasa, but she has a habit of sugarcoating things, making them sound less harsh and telling you what you want to hear because she doesn’t want to upset you.

"What if I told you…" he takes a pause to breathe in before continuing. "What if I told you that I could change all that?" His thumb is now trailing over you bottom lip as he leans closer to you.

"If only you would give yourself to me instead…"

"Jean I-"

"Please." He whispers once more, interrupting you.

"Why would I leave my boyfriend for a guy I just met?" You ask sharply.

"Just listen." He says calmly, his eyes still looking deeply at yours.

"You deserve better than him…besides.."

He places his hand on your lower back as he pulls your face closer to him. "I promise I won't hurt you." He captures your lips in a passionate kiss, leaving you momentarily stunned.

You can feel his heart beating against your chest and his muscles tense and relax with each movement, sending shivers down your spine.

He pulled away gently, breaking off the kiss, while looking into your yes with a mixture of passion and tenderness, hoping that you enjoyed it just as much as he did.

There it was again, that overconfident smile from earlier, displayed in all its glory.

"How about we head back inside and talk some more?" he suggests, a sly smirk tugging at his lips as his hands start to loosen their grip around you.

"Talk huh?" You ask skeptically, not believing him that that’s his only intention.

"You’re a real smart girl, aren’t you?"

"I try to stay humble about it."

—

"C’mon Jean hurry up will ya."

You fidget on the zipper of his pants impatiently as he lets out a soft groan.

Jean locks the bathroom stall door behind you as he pulls you closer to his chest.

"Easy there sweetheart, what’s the rush?"

A mischievous grin spreads across his face as he chuckles lowly, urging you down to your knees with a firm hand on your shoulder.

"You look so pretty from up here."

You can’t help but roll your eyes at his cocky smirk.

"Ohh so you think I’m only pretty on my knees?"

You say with a sarcastic smile, the irritation clear in your voice.

"Now don’t try to twist my words beautiful, how 'bout you close your eyes for me huh?"

His touch is gentle but commanding as he holds your chin, making you look up to him as his thumb softly brushes over your cheekbone.

"Now open wide up yeah?"

You feel a shiver run down your spine as you do as he says, not questioning his request.

You breathe in sharply when you feel something warm tap your cheek twice.

Abruptly you open your eyes, frowning at him in confusion when you realize what has just happened.

"Having fun up there?" You ask sarcastically, just getting a dumb giggle in response as he trails his tip over your lips before shoving his dick down your throat.

"Fuck yeahhh." He groans under his breath as he throws his head back, enjoying the heat of your mouth.

"Mhmmm feels so f-fucking good."

You watch him moan through half-lidded eyes, mouth wide open, feeling your jaw starting to get sore as Jean keeps thrusting his hips back and forth.

He's holding his breath, trying to not embarrass himself by having a quick shot, cause this is way to good to mess up right now.

"Wait wait wait!" He whines as he suddenly stops, shoving your head back and breathing in an out quickly.

"What’s wrong?"

You look up at him confused, wiping saliva from your lower lip dripping down to your chin.

"Just give me a second yeah?"

He’s still trying to catch his breath as you giggle to yourself.

"stop laughing, this is your fault!"

His attempt to blame you falls flat as you meet his gaze with an unwavering stare, refusing to take responsibility this.

"Alright minute-man whatever you say."

You’re not even trying to hide the cocky smile on your lips as he grabs you by your neck and pulls you back up on your feet again.

He turns you around and presses your body against the stall room door before pushing your dress up over your butt. "Mhmm." He hums before smacking his hand harshly against the flesh of your ass.

Your body twitches in response as you let out a quiet whimper.

His hands moves over the soft skin of your butt before he pulls down your panties. You can feel his chest pressing against your back as he slides his hand between your thighs where his index and middle finger to toy with your already swollen clit before entering your hole.

"You feel fucking angelic baby."

His breath tickles against your ear.

You let out a small moan while laying your head back against his shoulder.

He slowly pushes himself into your entrance as his other hand reaches out and gropes your breast through your dress.

He starts moving in and out out of you, leaving wet kisses all over your neck and shoulders.

You lean both of your forearm’s against the stall door for support as Jean starts thrusting deeper inside you.

"Atta girl, just like that."

His voice sounds raspy and gentle as both of his hands suddenly grab you by your waist.

"F-Fuck keep going J-Jean!" You feels tears running down your face, hoping that they won’t ruin your make up.

"See princess, you gotta find yourself a man that makes you cry like this, not like you were earlier." He laughs. "A man like me to be exact."

His thrusts are becoming faster and faster as you feel yourself getting closer to reaching your climax.

"I-I'm g'na c-cum!" You cry out loudly.

"Keep it down, you don’t want everybody to hear us do you?" He groans softly as he grips onto your thighs tightly. You can tell from how hard he's gripping them that he won't last much longer either.

With a soft whimper you bite down on your lower lip, trying to suppress any further sounds from escaping your throat.

"Ple…Please c-cum i-inside me."

You stumble over your words, gasping for air in between each one.

"Yeah? Well then cum for me baby! Let me see those pretty legs shake!"

He commands authoritatively, gripping your hair tightly to keep you in place.

You can feel him increase his pace even more, making you cry out in pleasure as you reach your peak.

"Oh yeah...that's what I wanted to see..."

He smiles smugly as he feels your juices coat his shaft before he lets a a deep groan while releasing himself inside of you.

"Damn..you're such a good little slut."

He slows down and pulls out, making you breathe in sharply.

"Ask me for anything and I promise I’ll give it to you."

He can’t believe what he just said, but the words spilled out of his mouth as he shook his head in disbelief, realizing that he meant it.

— "I swear I would." —

This was so much fun to write, I might write about Jean more often now!

If there’s any characters you want me to write about or I should do another part with, feel free to let me know! :)

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HEADCANONS

IMAGINES

╰┈➤ serpents’ tongue [gn! afab! reader] — smut

summary; modern au! aot men with a split tongue (eren jeager, connie springer, porco galliard)

ON-GOING SERIES

𖥔 . ꒰˵ˊᯅˋ˵꒱ 🍮 mmm, there seems to be no more content, care to head back to masterlists ?

plug!eren being such a pornographic whore. while your ass bounced against his tattooed pelvises, he had a rough hold on your pink badazzeled polaroid. a thick blut hung out of his mouth, growing wet by his low moans. with each picture he took, a picture feel onto your arched back. “ohshitttt p-paaaaa” your french tip nails grabbed and tugged at the pillows trying to control the feeling in your body. but eren knew how to work his cock. having one foot up, sliding out of the light grey sock while his arms had a tight hold on your love handles. dropping the camera somewhere he pulled the blut from his mouth blowing out some and throwing his head back. his hair fell out of its ponytail, sticking to his face while the top grills on his teeth bit his bottom lip. “got some good ass pussy mama- godfuckk” no longer able to arch your fell onto the bed. eren only following you, and somehow going deeper. the coolness of his gold chain making you lose your mind and cream around his veiny two toned cock . your pussy tightened around him teeth digging into the pillow feeling the dangerous man stuff your cunt full. “p-promise you gone give me my daughter- mm make that belly full”

The Devils’ Goddess Teaser

Yandere! Levi x OC Leah

Eventual Yandere! Eren x OC Leah

⚠️ Will contain adult content (mdni) ⚠️

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On a brusque autumn eve, a man and a boy would witness the accident that would bring about humanity's greatest asset. Erwin Smith, the man waiting in line to become the next commander of the Scout regiment, sat on the rooftop of his small apartment. He watched the stars and prayed to some celestial god that he’d get some answers.

A boy, Eren Yeager who had dreams of becoming a Scout, rests by the shore of a lake. He too gazes up at the light dappled night sky and wonders, what is beyond?

The universe listens.

Like the sudden eruption of lava from the twisted mouth of a volcano, a blinding light ignites the sky in a blaze of warmth. A comet pierces through the atmosphere like a needle through cloth.

Eren startles and scrambles to his feet. Erwin’s brow lowers. The comet seems to descend upon them like a reaper’s scythe. All panic and fear known from the titans dies away in an instant in the presence of the comet. There are screams. Lights flicker to life in the windows of houses. The cities within the walls awaken within the dead of night to a new menace.

But just as the comet seems to brighten to be more blinding than the sun itself, the flames fizzle out. The rounded shape tapers off into an elegant swoop like phoenix tail feathers. The brightness ebbs.

It becomes smaller and smaller until it appears in the reflection of a still lake like the eye of death, all shadows frightened away by the immense light. It nears the surface of the lake, the light bouncing off the surface and scaring Eren away from the shore.

And then it hits, but not with devastating force like it should. Erwin braces himself for the waves of destruction but they never come. Instead, his eyes peel open and reveal to him a glowing lake in the distance. He climbs down from the roof and races towards the lake.

Eren has retaken his place by the shore, his curious child’s eyes are fixed upon the glowing ball in the middle. He watches as the ball becomes distorted. A pair of arms bend and stretch out of the brightness. Then a head, neck, and shoulders. A body emerges from the ball as a butterfly flees a chrysalis.

Erwin arrives at the lake and is astonished to see the form of a humanoid swimming towards the surface. Towards a little boy whose face he remembers but can’t quite place. It’s not safe for that boy and Erwin reaches for him. Intending to remove him from the danger. But just as his hands open to receive the boys shoulders, a glowing figure breaks the surface. The glowing hands grasp onto their wrists and yank them forward.

Erwin’s knees sink into the soft earth on the shore and he digs in to resist the strength of the tug. He’s met the with fiery eyes of a dark skinned girl. The venom in those yellow irises sends fear running down his spine. He tries to fall back but she uses him as leverage to drag herself onto the shore. The glowing inside of the lake hasn’t gone out, but rather continuously brightens like a blooming flower.

Erwin and Eren hear footsteps surrounding them. The glowing hands stay firmly clasped around their wrists. They heard the screaming and yelling of the soldiers encircling them. But a voice that echoed in their heads trumped all other sounds.

“Leah!”

Clear as a cloudless day, the voice sounded again and again like a siren. There was an intense heat that swept over them, heavy and bordering painful. Spots appear in Erwin’s field of view. His mind becomes so compressed between the voice and the heat that he blacks out entirely.

Eren can’t resist the call to slumber either.

And so it begins with a glowing girl, a future commander, and a boy who will become the very thing he hates most, the victory of humanity.

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OC Leah is brought to you by @lelewright1234 who has been so wonderfully patient during this extended writing process. Leah as well as any plot elements that differ from the original Attack on Titan story belong to lelewright1234.

Please notify me, Lady, if you’d like to be added to the tag list for the upcoming fic.

I really love you were very descriptive and putting so much detail into how each and everyone of the A.O.T. (Attack on Titan) characters would react to a black!reader!!! Thank you so much!!!! ❤️😊❤️😊

Hello my friend; For my first request, I wanted to see if you could do a headcanon with the Attack on Titan with a black s/o or my Oc Leah but with a cosmic universal spiritual power(she’s younger than Eren and she's 5'2) and She has the power of the Zodiac Sign Taurus (Since her birthday is April 23rd and she is younger than Eren by a few months) which is known as earth, give life and death with the power of Emotion Empowerment and Spiritual Gateways/Tears(she can open portals to different places) with glowing stars/ balls of light (which can channel their emotions into powers) and a variety of magical powers such as Flight, Telekinesis, Force fields, Teleporting, and Telepathy, Creation of Shooting Star Showers, Levitation, Gravity Manipulation, Hologram-Like Projections.❤️😊❤️😊

AoT ~Characters with a black reader with cosmic goddess powers~

Manga/anime: Attack on Titan

Warnings: spoilers for all the manga

I wrote as if the reader was your OC, I hope you don't mind!

Eren probably has an interest in you, after all, you both have supernatural powers. He really likes your manners, especially your thoughtfulness towards those you care about. He has a crush on you and, the more the years pass, the more he will love you. When he's stuck in Marley, he'll always be thinking of you, praying that you're okay; when he's locked up in the Survey Corps prison and you come to talk to him, he'll treat you with indifference, but in his mind he'll apologize to you a thousand times. He'll always think of you, even when Mikasa kills him.

Armin loves your intelligence and your thirst for knowledge. You two talk a lot, especially about your powers and the outside world. What struck him most was your taking care of your loved ones. Every time you take care of him, he blushes a lot and stammers all the time. He probably has a little crush on you, but I think your relationship will become more that of a brother-sister as the years go by.

Since Eren likes you, Mikasa will be like your big sister and, after everyone discovers your powers, she will be your "bodyguard". Does anyone make fun of you about your height or age or your powers? She will look at him with her murderous gaze. You two take care of Armin and Eren together, and you two support and console each other.

Jean is your great friend, even if sometimes he flirts and jokes with you just to make Eren mad. However, he never actually does it seriously. Sometimes you two think about how to get him and Mikasa together, although many times they don't work out. He thinks of you as a little sister, and he'll always try to defend you.

Sasha adores you. When you two are together, you only talk about food; sometimes you compete to see who can eat the greatest number of dishes (these contests often end in a draw and with your superiors angry). She understands you, because she too is sometimes labeled as different because she eats a lot. You, Sasha and Connie are the joke trio in the entire Survey Corps.

Like Sasha, Connie adores you. You two do a lot of stupid things together! Like Sasha, he also understands you: due to some of your attitudes you're often described as stupid, like him, and he won't think twice about defending you from those who have offended you. When Sasha dies, you'll console each other.

Ymir admires you for your strength, but she doesn't like you: since Historia likes you and you has a very lovable nature, she fears you might take her away from her. However, when she understands you and Eren love each other, she'll behave better towards you. When she's about to die, she will entrust Historia to you.

You are Historia's royal advisor and lady-in-waiting, although you also fight in the Survey Corps. She always liked you (not in the romantic sense), but she's adored you even more since you consoled her for Ymir's death. She even calls you Star Princess because of your powers! When she has her baby, she will make you her godmother.

Annie doesn't like your manners. The only thing she appreciates you for is that you never forced her to fight you when you were paired up for close combat matches when you were training. However, when you Eldians ally with Marley's warriors and Magath against Eren, she will appreciate you also for your determination to kill the one you love, and, before boarding the ship, she will ask you to protect Armin.

At first Reiner was only interested in your powers. However, as time goes by he's more and more conflicted: he's become very fond of you, but he knows he must also kidnap you to take you to Marley to study your powers; when the Survey Corps saves you, he'll be both relieved and dejected. When you Eldians ally with the Marleyans against Eren, he'll beg you to forgive him ask for everything he has done.

Like Reiner, at first Bertholdt was only interested in your powers and he appreciates you too the more time passes. He feels very comfortable talking to you and, in the end, he'll no longer want to kidnap you, but he'll be forced to do so. In fact, when you are their prisoner, he'll take you aside and apologize to you. When he's about to die, he'll beg you to save him.

For your nature you remind Levi Furlan and for your way of acting you remind him of Isabel. He is very overprotective, respectful, affectionate and loving, although he demonstrates these in his own way, for example staying close to you during expeditions. He treats you and will always treat you like his little sister. If you call him "nii-san" (big brother), he might be moved because he'll think of Isabel.

Hange is like your crazy uncle/aunt. Although, actually, when they learned about your powers, they thought you were a titan and wanted to analyze you. They try to help you with your heart murmur, attempting to come up with something that can relieve the pain, and in exchange you help them with his titan experiments. When they die, they will regret they couldn't help you with your problem.

Erwin really likes your mind and how you think, so he's very protective of you, almost like a father. He wanted to make you Commander of the Survey Corps, but when he told you, you refused in favor of Armin. However, you'll always be one of the main points of his plans: for example, he was the one who advised you to become Historia's advisor, in order to act as an intermediary between her and the Corps.

When people see you and Onyankopon, they think you're father and daughter. In fact, they don't even think badly, because he really treats you like a daughter. The first thing that struck him was your skin: he was very surprised you also had dark skin like him; if someone tries to offend you because of this, they'll have to face their wrath. When you kill Eren, he'll ask you to live with him as his daughter.

The first time you and Yelena met, she wasn't surprised about your powers: Eren told her about you, reiterating the fact that no one should have ever hurt you. She talks to you a lot and tells you about Marley, thus becoming almost like a mother or an aunt to you. When you're in Odiha, you'll console her about the failure of Zeke's plan and she will beg you to stop Eren. When you kill Eren, she'll ask you to live with her too.

Niccolò loves your love for his food and he's very surprised that you eat so much without gaining weight or feeling sick. He really enjoys cooking all of Marley's dishes for you and loves it when you teach him the Island ones. When Sasha dies, he'll come to you for comfort. After Eren's death, he'll continue to cook for you.

At first Gabi hated you: for her you were just one of the Devils of Paradis. However, now she adores you since you saved her and Falco from Niccolò's fury and she will try to console you after Eren treats you badly. After Eren dies, she will introduce you to her family and will come to visit you periodically with them.

Unlike Gabi, Falco immediately appreciated you. The first time you met was at the Blouse house: you had gone to visit Sasha's parents and you recognized him and Gabi, but you didn't unmask them. In fact, you asked them how they were and what they were doing there. He almost sees you as his big sister and calls you "nee-san" (big sister). After you kill Eren, he'll come to visit you very often.

Porko doesn't like you, because you're his enemy and because you and the other Eldian soldiers attacked his house. He doesn't know how to react when, after infiltrating Paradis' army, you realize he's a warrior but you don't say anything: he's a mixture of surprise, recognition and anger. He also won't know how to react when you try to save him just before Falco devours him.

From the first time she saw you, Pieck knew you were a special person, but not because of your powers: more because you made Reiner's will waver. Anyway, she didn't like you at first, since you were an enemy. You fought twice, and she admits that you were stronger than her. When you team up together, she will be kind to you, and after you kill Eren, you'll be great friend.

Zeke learnt about you and about your powers from Reiner and Bertholdt. In your first meeting, he was both amazed and softened by your and Eren's relationship, emotions heightened when Eren told him he would abandon the euthanasia plan if anyone hurt you. You'll talk to each other in the Paths for the last time and you and Armin will convince him to let Levi kill him to stop Eren.

their favorite parts of the braiding process

summary: lmfao it’s just the title

genre | includes: headcanons, sfw, black reader, gn reader, established relationship

characters: eren jaeger, mikasa ackerman, armin arlert, sasha braus, jean kirschtein, connie springer, levi ackerman, hange zoe, erwin smith, historia reiss, ymir (not fritz), reiner braun, annie leonhardt, bertholdt hoover, marco bodt, miche zacharius, nanaba, zeke jaeger, yelena, onyankopon, pieck finger, porco galliard

author’s note: got my hair done a few days ago and i’ve been experiencing insane aot brainrot so here we are. ignore the way these got progressively longer lol. this was fun and i have some other ideas, maybe college won’t kill me before i post them. enjoy and lemme know what you think :)

the take down – you can’t really place them. they never want you to take your old hair out, but are all giggly with the scissors when you assert that it’s time. they can’t help it. even with all the build-up on your scalp, they think the return of your natural hair is something out of a fairy tale. they love the curl pattern left in your hair after weeks of being in braids and they love separating the braiding hair from your own. the scene stays the same: you’re on a pillow on the floor between their knees while a shitty hallmark romcom plays on the tv in front of you. both of you are armed with rattail and wide tooth combs, mentally preparing for all the shedding and breakage you’ll be brushing off the couch for the next few weeks. it’s routine at this point for them to jokingly hover the open scissors over the part of your braid where you know damn well your hair is and ask if they can cut from there. it’s also routine for the scissors to get snatched right out of their hands as you proceed to cut way below where your hair could logically be because “after all the time i spent fighting people in walmart for the mielle oil, i better have a natural 40 inch buss down under all this xpressions”. 

EREN, ymir, PIECK, zeke (cut your hair like an inch from the scalp while removing butterfly locs one time and, to this day, you’ve never seen someone more terrified), nanaba, YELENA, onyankopon

the wash – they’re probably more excited about your hair getting washed than you are. they miss giving you scalp massages without having 6 weeks worth of gel and leave in conditioner left under their nails. what they didn’t get was why it took so long. it probably sparked an argument because they never spend that much time washing their hair, so why do you? it wasn’t until you made them watch as you and your detangling brush fought with your curls under the stream of water and nearly blacked out from the heat that they realized why the water bill was so high. to save your aching arms (and hopefully some extra cash) they offered to wash your hair for you. they nearly waterboarded you the first time, but with practice, they got better.  now, nothing relaxes them more than lathering shampoo through your hair and occasionally spraying water in your face when you look too at peace. they buy you a salon wash basin for christmas so you both can stop crouching over the tub which is great, but where the fuck are you supposed to install it?

MIKASA, erwin, sasha, REINER (has the cutest smile when you sigh in response to him scratching that one spot on your scalp), hange, jean, annie, porco

the blowout – they don’t realize, especially if your hair is type 4, that detangling during the wash is only half the battle. it doesn’t matter how silky smooth it got in the shower, the second the blow dryer is out, it all goes to hell. i hope you’re not tenderheaded because the fight between them and your curls is long and painful. but it's a battle they refuse to let you fight. god forbid you try to blow out your own hair– they get sooo upset. which confuses you because the way they grumble under their breath while passing the comb attachment through your hair has you convinced they’re only doing it to work out some unresolved stress. the truth is, they just know you’ll forget to use heat protectant and wind up frying your hair. and they know how upset you get when you realize some of your roots didn’t get stretched. so they’ll (gently) muscle their way through the most stubborn tangles any day if it means getting to see you smile at how healthy your hair looks and how much it has grown since the last time you saw it like this. they love how your hair now floats around you. they don’t love how sore their arms are. “damn, no wonder you’re so strong.”

connie, PORCO, BERTHOLDT, armin, miche, MARCO (probably cries when the comb extension breaks in your hair)

the beauty supply runs – the simultaneously dull and fluorescent lighting casts an otherworldly glow over the aisles of gel, deep conditioner, kankelon hair, and wig glue. for some reason, there’s always a childlike gleam in their eye as they scan the wigs along the wall. you have to hold their hand every time so they don’t wander off. it’s not like the store is big–you could probably read each other’s lips while standing on opposite sides–but if given the freedom to roam, you’d be leaving $250 poorer than you planned for with bags full of stuff you absolutely don’t need. “babe we have matching bonnets, we don’t need them in zebra stripes too.” if you can convince them to stick with you, they’re snatching every bottle you pick up out of your hand. before you can even begin questioning them, they’ve already started reciting information about the ingredients of the products and why it isn’t good for your hair’s porosity. you can only stare dumbly as they hand you a better option to try because you have no idea when they would have had time to do any of this research. the favorite part of the trip for both of you is picking the color you’re doing next. the average passerby would think you’re trying to decide which wire to cut so you don’t detonate a bomb with how hard you both scrutinize the packs of color 30 and 350 in front of you (ginger is always your color)

HANGE, marco, mikasa, ONYANKOPON (will give you the dirtiest look if you so much as glance at a cantu product), pieck

the parting – this is the first step of the actual installation process that you involve them in. before they used to sit next to you on the couch as you did it all yourself, committing every movement your fingers made to memory and keeping you company. they would frown as you cursed your lack of ability to see perfectly behind your head and parted the same section over and over again. they wanted to offer help, they really did, they just didn’t trust themselves enough. so when you both started working from home and you didn’t care what your parts looked like, you let them try. it wasn’t perfect the first time, or the second. for about a month, you rock faux locs with a scalp that looks like the drawing on your fridge gifted to you by your 5 year old nephew, but that’s what beanies are for. rough start aside, they pick up on it quickly. they figure out how much gel you really need for your braids to look neat and don’t overdo it. wielding the comb with confidence, they cut through your hair like butter. soon they’re parting your hair into boxes, hearts, arches, diamonds, and whatever else you could imagine like moses did the red sea. “babe do you think it would look good if i make one of them look like my initials?”

ARMIN, eren, levi, ERWIN, ZEKE, historia (got really good really fast… hisu who do you fuck in the city when i’m not there?), bertholdt

the braid down – they’re in awe of the dexterity of your stylist's fingers as she adds pieces of braiding hair to your own and hardly looks down while nimbly braiding all the way to the ends. they sit through all your appointments–locs, press and curls, protein treatments, wig installs–but nothing fascinates them as much as the art of a simple braid. they ask all sorts of questions about what your stylist is doing and even start putting hair on the rack to make the process go smoother. they pay even more attention when you do it yourself because they aren’t worried about distracting anyone from doing their job. before long, they know almost everything there is to know about your braids except for how to do them. and they want to know so badly. the opportunity arises when you both relocate to a new city and all the “stylists” are charging $300+ for smedium mid-back knotless braids. you’d do it yourself, but you broke two fingers during the move-in process and aren’t skilled enough to work around it. you think you need to coach them through the process, but are pleasantly surprised when they get the grip right the first time and are halfway down by the time you’ve picked what movie trilogy you want to watch. turns out they’d been watching youtube videos and taking lessons from your old stylist so they could do it for you one day. at least that’s what they tell you, they really just like popping your head with the comb when you move from where they positioned it. “ow! stop pushing my head around” “keep your head still and i’ll think about it”

LEVI, yelena, YMIR (does the thing where she talks on the phone with it tucked in between her shoulder and her ear while braiding at top speed, like just put it on speaker), onyankopon, mikasa, armin, ANNIE

the finished product – they are NOT here for delayed gratification. they want to see your hair done and they want to see it now. they get more restless than you do and they’re not the one getting their thoughts and dreams braided for 5 hours. like why are they more upset about the infamous last braid that gets split into 4 more than you are? “man what the fuck are you so upset about? this is not your scalp??” it’s nice having them around regardless. whether or not they’re helping with the actual braiding, they’re your biggest supporter. they’ll grab you (and the stylist if you aren’t doing it yourself) mcdonalds, boil the water to seal your ends, oil your scalp, mousse your hair, trim the flyaways, sweep up the stray hair, etc. knowing how tired you are, all the time consuming clean up is their self-allotted duty. but once all of that is done, they get to do what they’ve been waiting for: admire you. without fail, the second you stand up they’re taking pictures from every angle, showering you with compliments (ginger really is your color), peppering your head with kisses, but most importantly, just looking at how beautiful you are. you outdo yourself every time and they tell you as much, even if it embarrasses you. 

HISTORIA, connie, pieck, hange, SASHA, reiner, JEAN (the heart eyes this man has for you…and don’t get me started on the sketches he makes of you with every new style you get. he is SO whipped)

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