People say that on your wedding day, your life changes forever. Yours truly did- but not for the reason people usually imagine (marrying the love of your life), but rather for the opposite reason. When you're supposed to say "I do," you say "I can't," and then you run down the aisle. The guests gasp, scandalized, as you clutch your long, heavy dress and sprint as fast as you can-so fast that one of your heels breaks in the process. You don't think. You just run. That is, until you crash into Eren Jaeger-or rather, he almost crashes into you with his car. He's everything you've always wanted to be: free. Reckless. Chaos in human form. A boy unafraid of death, driving straight toward it with a boyish smile on his face. A boy who lives as if every day were his last. So yes, on your wedding day, your life does change forever- because you meet him. [slow burn, eren x fem reader, modern au, all characters adults, use of toxic substances, yearner eren] Started: 27th April 2026 Finished: ? © NORAJAEGER 2026

Eren hasn't found anybody who makes him feel as good as the drugs and alcohol do, but all of that changes when he stops by Levi's music shop and meets you behind the counter. © jeanbie 2020-2026 ----- can also be found on Tumblr + Ao3

⋆.✰༄ - in which, y/n reaches desperate measures for the urge of weed in her system, leaning towards the help of her next door neighbour. - rankings <3 #1 in erenjaeger #1 in erenyaeger #1 in yaeger #1 in erenxreader

You work morning shifts at Brew & Bean, a cozy little coffee shop wedged right beside Red Thread, the tattoo studio everyone in town seems to be obsessed with. Your life is simple enough: early alarms, regular customers, your chaotic friends, and trying not to think too hard about the tall, quiet tattoo artist who keeps finding reasons to stop by your register.

Hey my fellow nasty babes. I was in the mood for another Eren fic. There are GRAPHIC images in here, so please read at your own discretion. This is a lemon, so don't come complaining, you've been warned. If you're vanilla this ain't for you! Love you guys! Some stories I read, y'all got Y/n in love with a mf who wouldn't spit her way. Not in THIS mf story! Eren X Reader.

☆ in which a third year college student who doesn't need any distractions in her life meets a boy who wants so badly to take up space in her mind ☆

"𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦, 𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴, 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦, 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦. 𝘐. 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭. 𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘭. 𝘏𝘪𝘮." 🔞‼️PLEASE READ THE TAGS BELOW‼️🔞 #Angst #Masochism #Smut #BloodAndInjury #EnemiesToLovers #Degrading #SlowRomance #RoughBodyPlay #PetNames #Dom/SubUndertones #PornWithPlot #EmotionalHurt/Comfort

" 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐒𝐄" "𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄" eren recently transferred in with a reputation that precedes him: playboy, party animal, untouchable for relationships -but deeper lies the chaos he's been trying to outrun when he transferred. She has it all on the surface: looks, brain, wealth, friend group, maybe addicted to weed-but no one knows the weight she carried about her brothers. something about the way they push, tease each other draws them close together. But they both know there's more at stake than just attraction-and neither want the truth to come out. Eren jeager x fem! reader I do not own any characters in the book except the main character 5#sashabraus 1/26/26 4#conniespringer 12/30/25 3 #aotxreader 12/2/25 2#erenjeager 1/13/26 1#arminarlert 1/16/26 1#zeke 1/17/26

You and Eren Jaeger went to the same high school but never really spoke. He was the guy everyone knew. Easy-going, loud, reckless and sometimes annoying. You were the girl he barely noticed, staying hidden in plain sight. It stayed that way until college finally came around and both of you ended up attending the same one by some crazy coincidence. Now, thanks to a reckless bet between friends, Eren suddenly has one goal: get you to kiss him. Of course he thinks it'll be simple enough. Except the closer he gets to you, the more complicated everything becomes. The problem? Bets mean that someone always loses. And this time, it might be both of you.

She sang to survive, never expecting her voice would change someone else's life. Performing at a local town bar was all Y/n knew, her only source of income and escape. But when a mysterious stranger appeared in the crowd hiding behind a hoodie, a black beanie, and a mask covering the bottom half of his face, he looked more like a thief than a man trying to enjoy his night at the bar. The only thing that seemed familiar were the eyes she had only seen through a screen. The forgotten rockstar, Connie Springer. And what better way to earn money than working for the fallen star desperate to reclaim the career his addictions had destroyed? What could possibly go wrong when you're writing songs for the known walking disaster.