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✮ Featherlight. Eren Yeager
warnings: smut, modern au, alcohol use, clit stimulation, stomach pressing kink, pillow under hips, porn with feelings.
You and Eren had been best friends for years, through bad relationships, late-night breakdowns, and every stupid fight that somehow ended with both of you laughing on the floor. He always had your back.
Tonight you were both on his couch, beers in hand, when the alcohol finally loosened your tongue too much.
"I haven't been able to cum properly when I touch myself anymore." you blurted out. "I get close but it never… hits. Fuck, why did I say that?"
Eren froze mid-sip. The silence that followed was heavy. He slowly lowered the bottle, eyes flicking to you. A faint flush crawled up his neck.
"You're serious?" His voice came out low and a little hoarse.
You buried your face in your hands. "Can we never speak of this again? I'm such an idiot—"
"Hey." His hand landed on your knee, heavy and warm. "Don't hide from me." He exhaled through his nose, running his fingers through his messy brown hair. "You caught me off guard, yeah. But I'm not weirded out. You're my best friend. If something's wrong, I wanna know."
You peeked at him through your fingers. He looked genuinely thrown, jaw tight.
"I just feel… stupid or something." you mumbled.
"You're not fucking stupid." His tone sharpened a little. He shifted closer on the couch. "You trust me, right?"
"Obviously."
He swallowed hard. "Then let me help you. For real. Just once, if you want. I'll make you cum so hard you won't even remember feeling frustrated."
Your heart slammed against your ribs. "I—I don't know, that's… a lot."
"You trust me, right?"
"More than anyone."
"Then let me take care of you tonight." His voice dropped.
"Eren… you don't have to—"
"I want to." His eyes locked onto yours, dead serious. "I've thought about touching you for a long time. Longer than I should've. So if you're down, just say it."
You pressed your thighs together, face burning, and gave a small nod before you could talk yourself out of it.
"Okay."
Eren didn't waste time after that. He pulled you into a kiss that started slow but quickly turned hungry, like he'd been holding back for years. One hand gripped the back of your neck, the other pressed against your lower back as he walked you to his bedroom.
Once the door shut, he backed you against the wall, breathing hard.
"Take everything off. I wanna see you."
You stripped under his stare, feeling exposed but weirdly safe. His eyes raked over you, dark and intense. He laid you back on his bed and grabbed a pillow.
"Lift your hips." he said softly.
You did, and he slid the pillow under your lower back, tilting you up.
"This helps." he muttered. "Better angle."
He stayed mostly dressed, black shirt and jeans, while he settled between your spread thighs.
He started slow, kissing down your stomach, licking a stripe along your hipbone, teasing until you were squirming. One of his hands pressed down firmly on your lower belly, right above your pubic bone. The other slid between your legs, fingers slick as they started slow, teasing circles around your clit.
"Already soaked," he said, voice rough. "Look at you."
You squirmed, embarrassed, but he leaned down and bit the inside of your thigh lightly.
"None of that shy shit. Thinking about this pussy's been driving me crazy for months."
His fingers picked up rhythm, steady, perfect pressure, while his other hand kept that firm, grounding pressure on your lower stomach. Every time he pressed down, the pleasure deepened, like he was forcing it to build harder inside you.
"Eren—" you gasped, grabbing his wrist.
"I've got you." he murmured against your skin. "Just breathe and let it happen."
He kept rubbing you, eyes flicking up to watch your face like he didn't want to miss a second. His fingers moved faster, relentless on your clit, while the heel of his palm pressed harder on your belly. The combination was filthy and overwhelming.
Your thighs started shaking.
"I'm—I'm close—"
"Then cum." he growled. "Don't hold back. I wanna see it."
Then the orgasm hit you. Harder and deeper than anything you'd ever managed alone. A broken moan tore out of you as your whole body shook, back arching off the pillow, walls pulsing violently around nothing. It didn’t stop quickly like it usually did when you were alone. This one kept going, drawn out and devastating, Eren kept the pressure on your belly the entire time, like he was milking every last second out of you.
"That's it … fuck, there you go," he muttered, voice low and satisfied. "So good."
When the pleasure finally slowed, you were shaking and breathless. Eren climbed up, kissing you deep and slow, his hand still resting warmly on your stomach, rubbing gentle circles now.
"You okay?" he asked, brushing damp hair off your forehead. His voice was still rough, but softer around the edges.
You nodded, dazed. "I've never… damn, Eren."
He let out a short, breathless laugh and rested his forehead against yours.
"Yeah." He kissed you again, slower this time. "Told you I'd take care of you."
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I found this old official art I'd saved and it suddenly cracked me up so bad ajnshsjdd
They look like parents who have no great expectations of their son and would prolly be like: you don't have to become the world ambassador or anything great, you're good as you are. Maybe you can just work at a library or a tools workshop or something -
And
Do they know this four limbed thing plays 5D mind chess and blows up the port at Liberio
Do they know what this thing does. Huh?
Look at him 🥲
OMGGG baby Armin’s little eyebrows😭😭😭🥺
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anyone that says Mikasa and Armin didn't also have a connection watched Midnight Sun with their eyes closed. Mikasa fought for him like a wild animal and I love her for it.
Not to mention the sheer number of times Mikasa has saved Armin during battles and during missions, comforted him the first time he killed someone to save Jean, AND even protected him during season 4 when he had titan regeneration powers and she didn’t. Mikasa’s is a person who SHOWS her love through her actions, and she cherishes him and Eren.
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Drunk Annie Headcanon:
While Annie tends to start any night of drinking as being the most put together of the ambassador crew.
But after 4-5 drinks, her stoic facade begins to crack… one of the ways one can tell this is that Drunk Annie finds any potential double entendre to be the most hilarious thing.
Like when Reiner calls Armin over for a game of Darts
Armin: ok, im coming
(clattering of dish and drink wear as Annie is laying on top of the table trying very poorly not to laugh)
Annie: ahahahahhahaha….he..he sa..he said he’s a hahahahahahaha… he’s comingahahahah
Armin: (slightly confused) uh Annie?
Annie: ahahaha I hope you brought some tissues, ah ah ah and you didn't even need me—
Armin: (frantically) ok I think we might have had eno-(reaches to grab her drink)
Annie: (grabs Armin by the cheeks) be sure to save some for later(kiss cheek)
Armin: (blushing mess)
She just continues on like this all night or until Connie orders a hot dog from a street vendor.