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My Storm

Yandere!ZenitsuxFem!Reader

This is a second part to "For Me", again if anything listed makes you uncomfortable don't read/ interact!

I kinda let myself get too deep into this, (that's what she said lol) so Zenitsu's is significantly longer than Tanji's (......).

TW:kidnapping, electrocution, obsessive behavior, stalking, breaking and entering, claustrophobia (?), slight cursing, believe that's it

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Of course it happened to you. It's not like you already had a lot to deal with, the piles of paperwork, bills, and your crumbling social life, losing power in your apartment is exactly what you needed. A perfect way to start your night and, even better, it's snowing outside which means, freezing cold inside.

You're huddled under all the blankets you can find on your couch, trying to finish up your paperwork. Your hands hurt from the cold, they're stiff and pale, but you push through. You have a deadline after all.

By the time you hit the halfway point you can hardly feel your fingers, you're too cold. Teeth chattering, body shivering, hands and feet aching, but you keep writing away.

Like the hard worker you are.

A sudden knock at your door has you jumping, heart thumping in your chest. You slowly make your way to the door, looking through the small peep-hole, having to stand on your tiptoes just to reach. Bright yellow hair fills your view at first before you see the young man from next door, Zenitsu. He's handsome, smart, and always checks up on you.

Opening the door and poking your head out from under the blankets you speak quietly through your chattering teeth, “Y-yes?” The blonde only smiles sweetly at you, “Hello, did your power go out too?” Nodding you open the door a bit more, “It did actually, I thought I was the only one.”

Shaking his head he only chuckles quietly once he sees just how freezing you are, “I got my power to work, if you’d like you can go into my apartment and I can fix yours.”

Please.

Please.

Please.

He can see your hesitation, but he doesn’t blame you. You hardly know him, only small conversations in the mornings when you both leave the apartment at the same time. Simple talks, nothing too deep or meaningful. You don’t know him.

But I know you.

"It won't take long, I know my way around wires." He speaks softly and, feeling reassured you slowly nod, "If it's not too much trouble." He shakes his head, a bit too fast, "No trouble at all." He opens his apartment door and leads you inside.

Warmth. Finally, you felt the heat you had been craving blasting from the vents in the apartment. As he leads you to the couch you take in your surroundings. It's neat, clean, but the hallway looks smaller than yours. Shrugging it off you make yourself comfortable on the soft couch.

Zenitsu drapes one of his blankets over you and you're enveloped in his scent. Citrus? You huddle into the blanket and get a better whiff of it. Lemons? Pies? Lemon pie? It's relaxing in a weird sense. Being in your neighbors apartment, the citrusy scent bringing you comfort, freezing but slowly thawing out.

My couch.

My blanket.

My apartment.

My Y/N.

Zenitsu excuses himself and heads back to your apartment as you start working again, feeling warm at last. As promised, it doesn't take long until Zenitsu is taking you back to you apartment, "I got it to work, it was just a faulty wire that had come loose."

Smiling you nod and thank him for the nth time, "Thank you so much, again. I doubt I would've been able to sleep in that." Chuckling, he nods, "You're welcome, if you need anything I'm right next door. You're welcome anytime."

Now you sit at your desk, a little past your bedtime, but still working. The glow of your computer illuminating your features.

Like a goddess.

The warning box for low battery pops onto your screen and you sigh as you reach for the chord, "Damn low battery." You mutter as you plug the computer then reach down to plug it into the outlet.

Close.

So close.

Just a little more.

Pushing the plug into the outlet you feel the shock from it, a ZAP! coming from it. Pulling your hand back quickly your heart beats wildly, breathing heavily as you look at the plug then at your hand.

Finally.

A hand clamps over your mouth and you get pulled from your seat, your laptop falling to the floor. An arm wraps around your waist, pinning your arms against your sides before you're dragged out of your room and to the front door.

Thrashing and trying to scream, you knock over everything you can, desperate to make noise. To wake someone up. Anyone. No one comes, no one even bangs on the wall like they usually would. Just your luck.

Tears form in your eyes as you thrash, your attempts futile as whoever is holding you drags you easily out the door and down the hall. A door opens and you're dragged inside an apartment that smells vaguely familiar.

The hand clamped over your mouth moves up a bit and pinches your nose and you thrash more, finding it increasingly difficult to breathe. The arm around your waist only tightens slightly and you can't move, your vision becoming spotty and blurry as your struggles slowly come to a stop and you black out.

You wake up in the smallest room you've been in, basic and white. No windows, a single lamp by the bed you were laid in. One air vent big enough for someone to fit in above you, where golden brown eyes stared down at you.

"You're awake! Finally!" A rope falls from the vent and a figure slowly slides down it before rushing to your bedside happily, "I was worried I took it a bit too far. I'm glad I didn't though!" You're mortified, frozen as you take in the figure in front of you.

Zenitsu smiles brightly at you, like the sun, bouncing slightly on his heels before he sits at the edge of your bed and cups your face, "You're so pretty! You always are, even when you take off your makeup in the bathroom. And when you're sick! So cute!" He babbles on but you can only stare.

He's been in your apartment before? You have a security system though. The rope sways slightly and you understand everything. The vents. You have so many in your damn apartment, never paying attention to them, just going about your day.

Warm hands running across your cheeks then down your neck bring you back, "I didn't want it to come down to this, but it got too difficult. I just wanted you to myself! You can understand that, can't you?!" He holds both your hands and looks at you, eyes full of love and hope.

"You just complete me, in ways no one has. My heart just beats so fast when I'm with you. See?!" He places one of your hands on his chest, over his heart. It thumps wildly and his face flushes, "I-I just wanted you, so badly. I couldn't help myself anymore. My friends say I'm hopeless, just a romantic at heart. And they're not wrong!"

His face flushes more but you can see the hearts in his eyes as he looks at you in adoration, "It's like there's a fire in me that nothing can put out. And you're like a flood, no that's not right. A-a storm! That's it."

"A beautiful, wonderful storm. That goes over raging fires, that puts out even the biggest wildfires." He leans his forehead on to yours and the whimper that escapes you as you realize your fate makes his eyes darken. "A storm that calms me, a storm that I now have." He presses his lips to yours hungrily, like a man starved. "A storm that I've made my own."

"My storm."

Roommates

ErenxFem!Reader

A/N: I don't know much about Eren so I'm probably not even writing his character correctly, just a heads-up. And because I am lazy and cannot complete anything in one sitting this will be in parts.

TW: cursing, yelling, mentions of drinking, sex, and smoking, Eren's a hoe

Ten minutes.

That's all you get. The peaceful, quiet atmosphere comes to a stop after those ten minutes. You couldn't even get through brushing your teeth before you heard muffled yelling through the walls of your rental unit.

"You're such an asshole, Jeager!" A muffled chuckle, "Yeah, I know." A few curse words from the unlucky girl who fell for your jackass roommate during the night, quiet rebuttals from said jackass roommate. You spit out the toothpaste remnants and rinse your mouth as a door flings open and slams shut.

A fuming girl your age notices you and points a finger at you, "I don't know how you live with him! You must have so much damn patience!" With that she storms out and slams the door yet again, leaving you in silence once again.

You finish your bathroom routine and grab a shirt from the clean hamper before throwing it on and walking into your kitchen. Grabbing what you can find from your half-empty refrigerator you make your breakfast, if you can even call it that, and sit at the island. "That's fucking disgusting."

Looking up from your plate, you see your six foot roommate standing at the other end of the island. Dull green eyes looking back and forth between you and your plate, long hair tied back loosely with what you're positive is your hair tie. "It's food, your lazy ass hasn't gone grocery shopping yet." You reply as you scroll through your phone.

Your feed is filled with pictures and videos of the party last night, most of them being people drinking, smoking, or making out. Seeing a shadow looming over your form, you tilt your head back to look at the man standing behind you. "That's a good picture of me."

He points to your phone and when you look at it you see him on a couch, two girls on either side of him and one in his lap. His head is thrown back, smoke all around him, pupils blown out as the girl in his lap inhales whatever he exhales.

Making a face, you swipe out from the app and shut off your phone, "You're such a man whore, Eren." You get up and walk to the sink, throwing away what you didn't finish and washing your plate. He chuckles quietly, "I'm just having fun, something you need more of."

He strides over to you, caging you in his tall frame, "There's another party tonight. You should come with me." Scoffing you dry your hands, "What? So you can use me as eye candy then leave me in a corner to go find some other girls to fool around with? Thanks but no."

Pushing past him you clean up the counter until you feel his hands on your waist, tugging you until your back is pressed up against his strong chest. "Aww come on, no need to be such a snob. I've been your roommate for two years and not once have I seen you go a party or do anything fun."

Wiggling free from his grasp you look up at him, arms crossed over your chest which you see him glance at, "If I go to your stupid party, will you shut up?" His lips quirk up at the end to form a small smirk, "Sure, I'll make sure you have a great time." Rolling your eyes you turn away and grab your phone, "I'm not sleeping with you, Eren."

He only holds up his hands in surrender, "Fine, a great time without the sex." You shake your head in annoyance as you walk past him, "You gonna keep my shirt?" You sigh and stuff your phone in your pocket, "You gonna bitch about everything?" You tug the shirt off and toss it at him before walking to your room, failing to see Eren's smirk grow as he watches you.

To say he's excited for night to come would be an understatement.

Roommates

ErenxFem!Reader

Part two of Roomates ;)

TW: cursing, mentions of smoking, drinking, one night stands, Eren’s kinda a perv, think that’s it :)

Running your fingers through your wet hair you think about what you’re going to do. The warm water runs along your back, relaxing the muscles, your shoulders slowly loosening from their previous tense posture.

You shouldn’t go, you know you shouldn’t. You have far more important things to do than go to a stupid college party where all most people do is smoke, drink, and have one night stands. But you're not like most people.

Eren knows you don’t wanna go. He knows you have far more important things to do than go to the lame parties he attends, where he usually drinks, smokes, and has one night stands. But you're not like him.

However, he knows you won’t stand down. You’re trying to prove him wrong. You’re just going out of spite.

Spite or not, he’s gonna get to see you in something other than those damn baggy sweats you always wear. Spite or not he’s gonna get you to loosen up, maybe get a few drinks in with you. Spite or not, you’re going and he’s excited to see what happens.

Stepping out from the shower you wrap the fluffy towel around your wet body and wipe the steam off of the mirror enough for you too see your reflection. You sigh quietly as you look at yourself, mentally cursing yourself for not having more resolve, for giving in quite easily. You shake your head and walk back into your room.

Heading straight for your closet you look through everything you have to find the dresses you had bought a while ago. You find them in the back, practically collecting dust. You grab a short strappy red dress that you know will barely go past your mid-thigh, the deep V of the dress showing off just the right amount of cleavage, and put it on.

Leaning over to look at yourself in your vanity mirror, you fix any smudges of mascara you have as Eren walks into your room like it’s his. He looks at you as you swipe your gloss along your lips, rubbing them together to evenly coat them, and catches a glimpse underneath your dress.

Black and lacy.

His lips quirk up at the ends, forming a smirk as he steps closer to you, grabbing your waist with both his hands. Your waist seems tiny compared to his huge hands and he loves that. Looking at him through the mirror you raise an eyebrow, “What?”

Eren leans down until his broad chest is pressed against your back, his hips flush against your ass, and he speaks lowly, “Your dress is too short.” Rolling your eyes you try to push him away, but your efforts are futile.

Sarcasm drips from your voice as you speak, “No shit, it’s a damn party, dad. You want me to go as a nun?” A low chuckle but your ear makes you pause and turn your head to him, “You’d be one hot fucking nun.”

You look into his emerald eyes and he looks back at you, the dark green of his eyes hiding what he truly feels. He stares into your own eyes, getting lost in the way they shine brightly, even in the dim light of your vanity.

You flick his forehead and push his face away, “Quit staring, you creep.” Eren grunts quietly and grabs your wrist before he tugs you to him, your body right against his, “Well, quit giving me reasons to stare.”

He grips your jaw gently and tilts your head up to him, “Now hurry up, you take too fuckin’ long.” He lets you go and walks out of your room, trying to calm his heart rate, cursing himself quietly. He shouldn’t feel like this.

Like a damn middle schooler getting his first girlfriend, that’s stupid. He’s a grown fucking man, not a kid anymore. You make him feel like one, with your stupid witty remarks, your stupid touches, even if you’re just smacking him. He’s not a kid, he’s a man.

A man slowly falling for his annoyingly hot roommate.

do you have a taglist for tanjiros secret? if so can i be added ?

I do not, but I will make one and you will be added….

Once I figure out how to do it, I am still new to tumblr. 😅

Fear not! I will use my two brain cells and figure it out. 👍😌

Until then eat yummy foods, drink some water, and get plenty of rest.