I’ve collected a ton of prompts asking for this kind of fic by now and here it finally is: EreJeanMarco ABO au, for all you kinky little shits out there
“Wait…”, Jean mumbled fingers
stilling where they were tangled in Eren’s shirt, slowly blinking
down at the shorter boy he had shoved against the wall. “You’re not
… you’re not a Beta?” Eren huffed, eyelids fluttering as he
looked down, cheeks red and lips glistening. Jean had expected many
things to come out of this, but not Eren dropping that kind of
surprise between frantic kisses. “I’m not”, he growled, gaze
stubbornly cast down. “So can you start that gloating thing you
always do and … get it over with?” Jean blinked. He would have
been offended at the suggestion alone if the topic hadn’t been so
obviously painful for Eren to talk about. The way he was bracing
himself for ridicule and rejection said everything and Jean felt a
painful sting in his chest realizing how afraid
Eren must have been of his reaction.
not … I wouldn’t…” There were no words, really. Not when Eren
clenched his jaw tight and turned his face away, hands falling away
from Jean’s hips. Jean didn’t know how to explain this to Eren.
That he’d never laugh about him for something important the way he
did for countless other, tiny things. That their sarcastic banter
wasn’t supposed to get this personal. For a second he wondered why
the other boy would ever think it even could. But with the way Eren
seemed to withdraw further from him every second he needed to do
something, anything, to save the situation.
know?”, he asked instead of keeping up his attempts at assuring
Eren he wouldn’t make fun of him or gloat. Eren shrugged. “He
will when you run home and tell him about it”, he muttered, still
not looking at Jean and okay, that stung. But he couldn’t even start
to imagine the kind of scenarios Eren’s mind had spun thinking about
coming out to them. Maybe that was the reason it had taken them
this long. They’d been dancing around the border of officially dating
for months now, giving Eren the time he needed while growing
increasingly more and more frustrated and worried. Apparently it
wasn’t just the idea of joining a couple that had already been dating
a long time that had kept Eren at arms length…
Jean said, careful to keep his voice level and calm as he reached up
with one hand, nudging a finger against Eren’s chin to carefully coax
him into eye contact again. It was tentative and guarded but good
enough for the moment. “I won’t tell Marco anything without your
consent. But … you could come home with me and we could talk to him
It took Eren a long while of gazing critically
eyes until he started to accept that this was it, that Jean wouldn’t
laugh about him or leave or
break off the whole, budding relationship. “Okay”,
he finally breathed and even though he didn’t seem too convinced just
yet it had to be enough for the moment.
understand you were nervous”, Marco said, kind and gentle, holding
hand between careful fingers. “But thank you for telling us. We
really appreciate it, that must have been so hard for you…” Eren
nodded, lips still tight but expression way less guarded after they
had promised him that, no Jean and Marco weren’t dating because they
were only really attracted to other Alphas and that no, of course
they wouldn’t send him away after finding out he was an Omega. Sure
they would have to learn a few things but that was far from
impossible. And now that they knew about him they could take even
better care of him and understand his behaviour even better.
Eren…”, Marco continued, eyebrows pulled together a bit. “Why
did you tell us now? Did something happen?” Jean had wondered
that as well. Been wrecking his brain if they’d said or done anything
that could have made him worry like that. But it had been way more
important to get Eren home and onto their couch so that Marco, sweet,
gentle, patient Marco, could take care of the delicate situation
before Jean said something stupid that drove their almost-boyfriend
Eren bit his lip and nodded. He looked so
tiny right now, like a “proper” Omega. Jean only noticed because
usually their friend looked anything but demure and submissive. On
the contrary, he was strong and opinionated and he always got what he
wanted. Seeing him like this, scared and embarrassed, was weird
and made an odd protectiveness crawl through Jean’s chest.
heat’s close.” The words were so quiet Jean almost didn’t catch
them and he only knew he heard right when Marco’s eyes opened just a
bit wider. “You’d have found out anyway and I thought … if you
wanted to end it because of … you at least wouldn’t have to see me
like that…” “Oh darling…”, Marco hummed, raising Eren’s
hand to his lips to breathe a soft kiss against bruised knuckles. “We
don’t mind at all. All we want is for you to be comfortable around
us.” “I am!”, Eren said vehemently, almost startling in the
soft, quite atmosphere. “I’ve never felt so safe around anyone
before, let alone Alphas! I was just so scared of losing this when
you found out…”
Jean had to swallow. All this time he
didn’t have the slightest idea. “Well, you won’t.” His voice
sounded a little raspy but the tiny smile he got for his efforts was
enough. Silence fell over them for a while after that but it was far
from the oppressive kind that had hung in the air before Eren had
started to talk.
“Where will you spend your heat?” As soon
as the words were out Jean wanted to take them back, overcome with
the strong urge to hit himself in the face. That sounded so cliché,
so perverted and lusty and … Alpha.
Just what Eren didn’t
need right then. He wouldn’t have been surprised if their friend got
up and left. But instead Eren shrugged, a light hint of pink
creeping back onto his cheeks. “I don’t know yet…”, he
mumbled and his voice sounded so small and adorable Jean wanted to
kiss him. But he stayed firmly seated in the armchair across from
“Well, you do know two guys who’d love to take care of
you…”, Marco offered with a mischievous smirk and Eren blushed
even more. “No pressure, no expectations. Just an offer. Think
about it?” Marco hadn’t even finished before Eren nodded, a
small, careful movement but it didn’t look uninterested at all. “I
will”, he promised, voice strong and even again. Jean really, really
hoped he would.
The Avengers Germany scene continues to ruin my life because who wouldn't want to be ruled by Loki? I swear to god that very scene does things to me! God the way he says "you were made to be ruled" just kills me! 😭😭😭
Ahah I feel you Anon ! That scene really was something, and Tom’s voice in general, and especially as Loki does things to me as well. I mean, yeah his voice is one (among many other things) of my fav things about him…
My grandparents getting mad at me because the baby is going to have the father’s last name and telling me, “He’s going to take you to court for moneu because of this later,” and then snidely replying after I said that he was always going to be a part of her life, “Always is a very long time.” YO YOUR RACISM IS SHOWING!!!!!
se o real FINALMENTE deixar ir o james só para irem arruinar a vida do bernardo instead ..... istg a este ponto é um ataque pessoal, eles não podem arruinar só os putos deles?? tem mesmo de vir atrás dos nossos tb??????
I knoooow!! E depois provavelmente vão tratar o bernardo como os espanhóis tratam os outros tugas todos smh honestly preferia que ele fosse para o United (credo ew) ou outro clube qualquer fora de espanha. pior tratado não devia ser lmao
Here’s the scene: An elevator opens in the op-center, and Steve Rogers and his friend Sam Wilson, a.k.a. Anthony Mackie’s Falcon, walk out – with a silent T’Challa (the public identity of Chadwick Boseman’s Black Panther) walking in front of them alongside the government attaché played by Martin Freeman. Scarlet Johansson’s Black Widow is with them, and she’s not saying anything either.
Something bad has gone down. Cap and Falcon were involved. It did not go well. They have handed over their vibranium shield and flying apparatus before being allowed access to this place. The pair look like they’re being sent to the principal’s office.
“You guys want to take a seat?” Widow says. “And try not to break anything while we fix this.”
Stark, who hasn’t yet had his beat-down, is on his cell phone with U.S. Secretary of State Thaddeus Ross (William Hurt) as Cap and Falcon step into the nerve center of the intelligence office. “No, Romania was not sanctioned by the accords … Col. Rhodes is supervising clean-up … Yes, there will be consequences …” Stark looks irritated, tired. “Obviously, you can quote me on that. I just said it.”
He hangs up, and beholds his Avengers.
“Consequences?” Cap says.
“Secretary Ross wanted you both prosecuted,” Iron Man answers. “I had to give him something.”
“I’m not getting that shield back, am I?” Cap says.
Black Widow walks ahead, joining Stark. “Technically it belongs to the government. Wings, too,” she says.
“That’s cold,” Falcon says.
Stark spins on his heel as the two walk away with T’Challa. He flashes a tight, unpleasant smile. “Warmer than jail!” he says.
I swear with all this moving around sometimes even I get confused with where I am or where am I supposed to be. I was thinking I could have a GPS installed under my skin, or whatever. Perhaps next time it’d save me from getting confused on the tube and travelling thirty bloody minutes in the direction I came from.