UPDATE 1/16/17: I've now made this a into multi-chapter modern au series, cuz' I've got plenty of drafts/prompt fics that take place in the modern world and since I've already made this, I might as well dump it all here! It will be mostly Eren/Annie centric but some fics will have prominent Ymir/ Christa and other pairings as well. Some tags will be added/ and or taken out as I update it. Which won't be too frequently as I'm a slow as shit writer.
Tumblr Prompt: "Oh my god, you're in love with her. "
It's a Match!
"So, you're telling me, that you yelled you had diarrhea, and just ran out the room?"
"I panicked!"
Ymir face palmed, exhaustion etched into her very being. Clearly at a loss of what to do with her air-head of a cousin. She had thrown the damned party specifically to give him the chance to actually mingle with someone, after sulking from the breakup of his last relationship for the past year, (One she had inconveniently caused.) She had Inviting nearly everyone they knew, along with a few tinder matches gathered from his fake page she'd made for him a week ago.
"I can't believe you, dude." Ymir crossed her arms, peering down at him like a disappointed parent.
"She was escalating things too quickly! I just got nervous…" Eren slumped back onto the couch defeated, kicking at an empty beer can. He sighed, dragging a hand down his face, "This isn't gonna' work for me Ymir. "
"It'll work if you quit being a pussy. "
The brunet glared at her, "You know," he scoffed, "None of this would've happened if you hadn't stolen MY girlfriend in the first place!"
"You're still on that? "
"Yes I'm still on that! "
"Hey it's not my fault Christie preferred this, "Ymir gestured to herself elaborately, "To that." She sneered, pointing to him.
"And besides," Ymir plopped down on the faded couch next to him, bringing her feet up to rest on the coffee table. Eren scooted over with nasty glare her way. "I'm trying to atone for what I did. I threw this party so you can get some. And what do you do?"
"I don't care about getting some," Eren grumbled, "Don't care for one stands. I just, just want someone to talk too, I guess. To hold"
Ymir pouted mockingly, reaching out to him, "Aw I'm here for you baby cousin." She slung an arm around his neck. Eren wriggled free from her embrace, jumping back.
"Get the hell off. I don't mean you!" He fussed, dropping down onto the torn recliner across from her, Eren raked a hand through his unruly hair, groaning, "God this sucks."
"Well, look on the bright side."
"What bright side?"
Ymir grinned catlike, "It's not happening to me."
"I hate you."
Just than a muffled chime sound went off; Ymir blinked, fishing out her phone from her back pocket.
A sly smile appearing on her face as she read the message.
"Hook. Line. And sinker."
Eren looked incredulously at her, "What?"
"You got another admirer."
Eren scoffed, rolling his real eyes. He got up about to leave the living room when Ymir kicked at his shins, and he yelped, clumsily falling back onto the recliner.
"What the hell?!"
"Hold on. This one seems to be your type. You're into gym freaks, right?"
Eren raised an eyebrow, his interest obviously peaked.
"It could be a small blonde. And I know you like blondes." Ymir baited.
"Ugh…Fine let me see."
The freckled woman hopped over the small coffee table, kneeling down to his side at the armrest, flashing her phone in his face. Eren grimaced, pushing her arm away to read the message more clearly.
March 1st 2016 1:32PM
Hey you seem like a pretty cool guy from your interests. I'm into MMA and exercise myself, your profile pic is funny looking too, I like it. Though I can't tell which one are you.
His eyes flickered to the default picture above the message briefly, it was a picture of white fluffy cat with big sapphire eyes. A rather expensive looking collar around its neck, the name Crystal was embedded into the collar with white studs. The owners name against the default picture in bold black letters. Annie, it read.
His scanned the message twice more then turned his attention to Ymir who was gloating at his side, watching his reaction. Eren narrowed his eyes, "What did you put as my profile picture?"
Ymir hummed innocently, pursing her lips. Yanking her arm back and then shoving the phone back into his face.
"Just this one."
It was a picture of him at last year's Christmas party. A very inebriated Eren posed with a human sized jolly plastic Santa, flashing his pearly whites and throwing up gang signs. His bowl-cut haired buddy Armin, squatting on the other side, throwing up the same hand signs.
Eren groaned even louder, "Why do you love to embarrass me? And you brought Armin into it too!"
"Hey you didn't give me much to work with, and besides," Ymir clicked her tongue, "She said she likes it."
The taller brunette perched herself on the armrest, practically sitting on his arm. He reeled back, grumbling in response.
"So, what should I say back?"
"Oh ho ho! So you're interested, huh?" Ymir cackled, "You're hoping it's another cute blonde, aren't you?"
"C'mon Ymir."
"Alright, alright. Let big cousin help you out." Ymir quickly tapped out a response with a black painted finger nail, then showed it to Eren.
"How's this?"
March 1st 2016 1:34PM
Thanks! I love the pic of your cat. I'm guy on the left btw. im a total gym freak too, love exercising and showing off my abs. speaking of which, would you like to see them? ;)
Eren turned to his cousin with a dead panned stare, "No."
"Whoops, too late, already sent it."
"No!" Eren snatched the phone from her hands, "Goddamn it, Ymir!"
Another chime sound erupted from the phone, Eren looked at it, then too Ymir, who was equally baffled.
"Well that was quick. What'd she say?" Ymir peaked above his shoulder, scanning the message.
March 1st 2016 1:34PM
You're confident. I like that. I wouldn't mind a pic.
Ymir clapped her hands and rubbed them together, hopping off the armrest. She snatched back her phone from Eren's grip. Tapping the little camera icon.
"Alright! Take off your shirt. Its snap time!" She sang in sickly sweet tone. Eren gave her a disgusted look. Hoisting himself further onto recliner.
"No way!"
"C'mon Eren, You're really going to leave this lovely girl hanging? Who's the only one, mind you, too actually message you first." Ymir pointed out.
Eren gave it a thought, sinking into the cushions and gazing up at the whirring ceiling fan for a while; unbeknownst to him, Ymir was already taking off guard pictures.
With an annoyed huff, he got up from the recliner, grabbing the back of his shirt and tossing it onto the seat behind him.
"Fine. Let's get it over with."
"That's my boy!" Ymir jeered, taking several steps back, pointing the camera of her phone his way. She turned it this way and that, trying to find the right angle. Eren stared with disinterest, arms crossed over his bare chest.
"You're gonna' take it or what?"
"You could at least smile you know," She mumbled, "Or pose, or do something. You look so grim, like you just walked out of rehab and found out your girlfriend left you for your cousin. "
Eren sniffed, hands tightening imperceptibly around his arms. "Just take the damn picture." He growled.
"Oh! Good look, girls love that one. The bad boy look," Ymir walked around the coffee table to get another angle, "Nice one, Love the muscle flexing!"
"M'not flexing anything," He grumbled, then grabbed his shirt just as soon as Ymir put her thumb up. Slipping it over his head and coming over to the taller brunette's side.
"Let me see. "Eren peered over, "Huh, It's not…that bad. "
"I'm a photographer. "Ymir put a hand dramatically to her chest.
"Whatever. Did you send it? "
"Yep. "
"Did she say anything back? "
"Hold your horses, Speedy Gonzalez, give the lady a chance to admire." She plopped down on the love seat. Eren gave a roll of his teal eyes, trekking into the kitchen for a drink. Coming back with two perspiring Pepsi cans. He handed one to Ymir, who took it just as the chime of her phone went off.
"What did she say? "
"Miss Annie says she likes what she sees. But," Ymir elaborated, glancing to Eren who now gave her his full attention. Awaiting the response of his Tinder match. "You need work on those triceps." she ended with a chuckle.
"Oh, she's a picky one."
Eren gawked at her, snatching the phone from her hand, reading the message himself. "What?!" Eren gaped at the message as if the very sentence insulted his way of living, "My triceps are big!" He shouted, then whirled around to Ymir, a look of disbelief on his face.
"They are!"
"Not according to Miss Annie." The brunette shrugged, plucking her phone out of Eren's now limp hand.
"Can't believe this girl," Eren dropped onto the couch, chugging his soda angrily, and slamming it back down onto the coffee table, "How could she just judge me like that." He said then belched, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Hey, ask if she could send a picture of herself." he turned to Ymir, who raised a questionable brow at him.
"Too get even I mean. "
Ymir threw her hands up, "Alright if you say so, might be escalating things, but you're the trooper." Her fingers flew quickly over the digital keyboard, tapping out his wanted response. The chime came sooner than expected. Eren hovered near her shoulder, practically leaning his whole body on her. Causing the taller brunette to shove lightly at his face, "Give me some space will ya'?"
"I wanna' see!"
"All she said was be right back." Ymir dropped the phone into his lap, so he could read it himself.
"That's all?" Eren scrolled up, refreshing the messages, but still nothing changed.
"Looks like you might've scared this one away, Jägermeister. As you do all of them." Ymir yawned.
Eren furrowed his brows, staring fixedly at the messages box, "Shut up. She's probably just thinking about it."
The same chime sound rang in his ears than, and Eren flashed his canines at his cousin, "See? Told ya'." He glanced back at the messages, grin slowly fading from his face in place of an expression of awe.
"Wow," Eren breathed, eyebrows disappearing into his bangs, "She's…"
Ymir scooted over, taking a peak at the digital photo with feigned interest, which quickly turned into fascination as she scanned the picture. Taking in the sight of a rather austere looking pale blonde, with eyes as bright a blue as the cat on her default picture. Her phone faced backward to a wall mirror, reflecting the image of her athletic body. The spandex shorts and sports bra she wore showed off the toned muscle of her legs, and taut stomach. The perspiration on her skin, and mussed look of her of platinum hair made it seem like she had recently just got back from a running marathon.
Ymir whistled appreciatively, "Damn, she's got a body. And a nose." She craned her neck to Eren who was still gazing wistfully at the photo, and biting into his knuckle. Ymir clapped a hand onto his back with a shrill laugh.
"You okay there pal? Thirst getting to you?" She shook him by the shoulder, by the movement didn't deter Eren from his admiration.
"She's so…" He mumbled off.
"So what? Hot? Sexy? Smokin'?"
"So tiny." He finished, this time Ymir rolled her amber eyes, snagging her forgotten Pepsi from the coffee table.
"Yeah, yeah, I get it. You love petite blondes."
"She just looks amazing."
Another chime resounded in the living room, and Eren almost too excitedly checked the oncoming message.
March 1st 2016 1:55PM
Any thoughts, Mr. Jaeger?
Eren smirked, and without thinking, instantly texted back a reply. Thumbs fiddling over the small screen. Ymir stared at him, perplexed.
"Hey now," She cautioned, "Don't get too carried away. "
Eren said nothing, thumb jabbing at the send button. He leaned back into the couch, satisfied. Offering the phone back to Ymir who plucked it from his grasp, immediately reading his response. She scoffed obnoxiously as her eyes roamed over Eren's own message.
March 1st 2016 1:56
Annie. I think you're probably the most stunning woman I've ever laid my eyes on. You're bewtiful, and I love your nose. Its cute. would you consider dating me?
She abruptly smacked the back of Eren's head, causing him to sputter out the Pepsi he was drinking, it dribbled in rivulets down the corner of his mouth, and Eren stood up, glaring down at her as he dabbed at his mouth with hem of his shirt.
"The hell is your problem?!"
"You are!" Ymir sneered at him, "What are you twelve?! You completely blew it, again!"
"How?!"
"Oh my god, Eren." She face-palmed for the second time that day, kicking her feet onto the floor, "You do not just ask a girl out plainly like that. What're you, smitten suddenly? You're in love with her?"
"What? Of course not. I barely even know her. I was just wondering if she would." Eren shrugged.
"C'mon," Ymir wheezed into laugh, looking at her phone again, "You even spelled beautiful so wrong not even auto correct corrected it! You're twenty-one, Eren. Twenty-One."
"That was intentional."
"My ass," Ymir sighed, "Listen. If you're looking to hook up, you gotta' take these things slowly." She placed her phone down onto the coffee table, "I mean Christ, you just met the girl. On tinder no less."
Eren regarded his cousin, switching his attention to her and the phone. "You think I scared her off?" He said, meekly. That's something he certainly didn't want.
"If she's not turned off by that. Than she's more of a trooper than you."
PING!
"Ah," Ymir snatched her phone away before Eren could; reading aloud the message.
"You're a funny guy, Eren. Say's lady Ann." The tall brunette dangled the phone in front of Eren who grabbed it off her.
"That's it, that can't be it…"
"Looks like she blew you off bro'."
PING!
The cousins shared a look, Ymir huddled over to Eren's side, silently reading the message along with him.
March 1st 2:03PM
I don't know about dating so quickly. but I would rather you maybe take me out to dinner. And we can talk about our interests together. Maybe perhaps this Friday?
Eren gasped as he reiterated the message over and over. A cheeky grin appearing on his face, he glanced to Ymir who was still gawking in disbelief. Amber eyes wide, and thin brows scrunched together.
"No way…" She trailed off. Eren's cheeky grin turned smug. He texted back a quick response. Ymir hovered over his shoulder, reading in her head his reply word for word.
March 1st 2:04PM
perfect! Id love too! We can meet up at rose park. I'll pick you up there!
"I can't believe this." Ymir plucked her phone away from just as soon as he sent the message.
"You actually got a date."
"I got a date."
"You got a date."
"I got a date!" Eren whooped, fisting pumping the air. Ymir shook her head at his unbridled enthusiasm. Though inside she was also celebrating; no more set ups on trying to get her cousin laid just for the sake of stealing his ex-girlfriend from him. Or feeling guilty about it, for that matter.
A chime sounded and Eren bounded over, once more snatching her own phone from her.
"Hey-!"
Eren excitedly read the next one aloud.
March 1st 2:06
Friday it is than, ill see you there, jaeger. ;)
"Wink-face," Eren ended with a whisper, eyes widening in astonishment, "Ymir! She sent me a wink-face!"
"Congratulations." The freckled girl dead panned, stealing her phone back from him.
"This is awesome! I have a date."
Ymir put a hand on her hip, "Yeah, you're welcome."
"Eh, you helped me somewhat."
"I helped you all what, buddy." She scoffed, "Don't make me send miss Annie more embarrassing pictures of you from last Christmas."
"Oh god, please don't."
