Organized by Collection
You Came Back. Reader x Rin Matsuoka
More Like This
Summer, Fall, Winter, Autumn; months passed, years, then weeks, days, minutes, seconds, and then he was at her front door. His hands were shoved in his sweat-suit pants pockets, his reddened irises avoiding her [e/c] stare. Her gentle lips were parted in astonishment, her hands trembled and ached to reach out to make sure he was real and it wasn't a dream.
He couldn't be at her door-step. He had told her he wouldn't come back, told her he wouldn't apologize; that he hated her.
Rin took a hesitant step towards her and she took two steps back, her quivering hands clutching her shirt and swallowed the lump in her throat. [Name] wanted to ask him why he was there, if he was just there to make fun of her feelings like he did before he left - throwing her heart back into her face just when she thought she was getting somewhere with him and his stubborn heart.
His voice whispered, gentle against the sharp edges of his teeth. His voice drifted into her ears and tears pooled at the
[ titans ] eren x reader"E-Eren... I don't think that's a g-go-od idea!" You stuttered, hugging his arm as he made his character, a bitchy guy named Rivaille, go past the wall entrance.
More Like This
Currently, you were sitting beside your more-then-a-friend friend, pleading with him to stop playing such a freaky game.
It was some computer game were you played as 'Humanity's Strongest Soldier,' and had to go kill all these giant monster called Titans.
And Eren took this game seriously. He might not like the main character, but he sure was determined to kill all the Titans.
Hugging his bicep closer to your chest, you heard his laugh breathlessly, looking over at you while the screen loaded. If you we're looking at him, you would have seen the fondness that crossed his features, and the way his eyes lingered on the profile of your lips.
He smiled, teeth flashing. "If you're that freaked out, why are you watching?"
The teasing tone in his voice made you stiffen, face burning. Pulling away, you crossed your arms and pouted. "I