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Yandere!Eren x Levi || Smut ||

*Cough* Wow, okay, whoops. The first story for the book and THIS, is what I decided to write.

Save me from myself.

It wasn't requested, I just started forming a plot in my head along with dialogue while studying my psych book, and felt highly compelled to write it. To give more of a setting placement/description; 

This is a completely modern Au, and they're around college age. Eren has titan hair, slicked back in the front because f u c k dude, that's my aesthetic. He also has heterochromia iridum. Levi has gauges and multiple piercings on one ear. His under-cut is still there but the sides {like side-burn parts} by his ears are longer {almost reaching his jaw.}

So eNjOy {Although this is 9/10 going to be really fucked so, I don't know how much enjoyment you'll actually get ¯\_(ツ)_/¯}

✖  W A R N I N G;  The following story contains non-con sexual content {if you want to label it as rape, then I mean, I can't really stop you since that's kind of what it is. Non-con just sounds less crude}; 3rd person pov, violence, strong language, descriptive gore, & abuse.

You're welcome

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My Only Obsession

"Wake-y, Wake-y." A calm, sing-song voice broke through the air. The room brightened, only slightly in the center, revealing surrounding shapes of nothing but variants of stone, with a seemingly dripping ceiling in some corners. The entire place with damp, cold, and all in all very un-pleasant.

In the middle of the room sat a wooden chair. A man placed on it, chains wrapped across his abdomen, arms, and legs. Which also wrapped behind the back of the furniture before being padlocked into the ground by a self installed floor hook. Dried past tear marks stained the bound males face.

The figure by the door moved in a peppy stride toward the bound male. "How's my angel doing today?" His long fingers lightly traced the outline of the others jaw.

Although a question was posed, no answer came about, not even movement. The raven haired man just sat, staring at nothing. Bruises adorning his pale skin from visible parts of his clothes, with a prominent yellowing hand-print bruise forming on his neck.

Two toned eyes of teal and honey yellow narrowed in his direction. "Not talking again? You can't keep thing bottled up Levi. I'm your lover, you know you can talk to me about anything." His eyes upturned into a smile as the sound of "lover" left his lips.

This made the pale man, dubbed as Levi, look up quickly. His soulless, broken stormy grey irises staring into mixed ones. "I'm not your lover, and never will I be your lover." His voice came out hollow, distant. A simple wisp in his own ears, as his mental awareness was slowly fading.

A 'tut' filled the room before a harsh slap resounded. "Now, now love. I see you're still corrupted from other people." His pacing was stoic, stopping every few seconds, then walking back and forth again. "It's fine though, I still have very deep affections for you. That won't change, because we were meant to be together. Fate itself designed it as such. Otherwise, why else would we have been placed in such similar time-lines." His tangent was half audible, half mumbles to himself. "You know I hate having to hurt you, but you never learn." Eren paused slightly to grip at his own hair. "I'm still hopeful that one day you'll come around to seeing it my way, since there's no one to corrupt you any longer." He halted right in front of Levis chair. The smile never faltering from his face. Detached from any form of reality.

Levi's cheek stung, and a metallic taste flooded through his mouth. Taking the chance, he spit a small amount of blood onto Erens face. "How about if you love me so much, you go fucking kill yourself. You crazy son of a bitch."