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Sometimes I’ll be laying in bed and thinking of Floch and then my wand flies into my hand like Thor’s Hammer

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He may not be a dad; but he’s certainly a dilf

#miche zacharias #Erwin smith #Levi Ackerman #Nile dok #Kenny Ackerman

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Horns

Taking Reiner’s load, like a good girl, no matter how hard or deep he presses.

🔞 mdni | masterlist | 239 wc | afab!reader x Reiner

Warnings: smut; painful/rough breeding, knotting allusions, pain kink, breeding kink, some tears, praise, creampie, dubcon probably, objectification, [bully breeder Reiner knows how to keep it right in there]

AN: Repost from my old account.

A jolt of pain rises up from the demandingly deep joining where Reiner has you pressed beneath him, ankles locked behind his head, keeping him with you as much as he’s absolutely smashing you into the groaning bed that sounds dangerously disturbed with the passion exploding atop it. You can barely breathe with the weight of the Reiner’s obsession to breed you. He wants to fuck the madness out of himself and give it new life in your womb, mending some part of his heart enough to draw tears with the admissions departing his body. You welcome him.

“Fuck! G-good girl, good girl, good girl, that’s it. Such a sweet cunt, f-full of my come. So desperate for every drop, just like always. So fuckin’ good to me, sweet heart. Love seeing you stuffed full of me in here.”

He scours a particularly pressured jab while bracing himself along the backs of your thighs, pulling the soft skin with his heated palms, just gazing at where you two meet, focused entirely on the swirling cream that gathers like gushing nectar from a ripe fruit he wants to sink his teeth into and suckle. His eyes meet yours, captivating, demanding, furiously enamored with impregnating you like his own baby-making toy cunt to knot like a goddamn bull. He can’t help how bruisingly hard he grabs you, lost in the throes of his erotic hysteria, but he does not pull out.

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“but AI art lets me create my OCs!” YOU WILL USE PICREW AS GOD INTENDED

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do not come into my inbox with cancel culture bullshit when it comes to dark content. let people do whatever the fuck they want when it comes to FICTIONAL characters, these characters are not real. they never will be. if you mentally cannot separate the two then i mean this with my whole heart; find a new interest. because reading fics about 2d characters is not for you.

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puppy boys who cant help but drool a little bit when you open you legs

#and if I said Miche Zacharias

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Mike Zacharias X F!Reader

warnings: nsfw , face sitting , over stimulation , scent kink , dacryphilia

🦴 minors do not interact | 18+ only 🦴

mikes hands grip at your thighs, keeping them spread as he forces you to lower yourself onto his all the way. You can hear him inhaling your scent, the action forcing your ears to go red from embarrassment.

He groans, low in his throat. You feel his tongue swiping through your folds, tip barely prodding your entrance before he flattens his tongue over your cunt. He eats you like a man starved.

His nails dig into your flesh as he closes his mouth around your dripping cunt. Slurping your juices and grunting , a rumble that makes your legs shake and your eyes roll back.

He moves his hands to your hips , pulling you further down against his face. His tongue slipping inside of you and lapping at your insides.

You squirm, chest heaving with every gasp and whimper that tears its way through your body. He pulls out his tongue just to latch onto your clit and suck.

He knows just how to work you, tongue laving at your clit until your eyes are rolling back and you see stars. Your body tenses and you let out a squeal as you ride out your first orgasm, hips rolling against his now flattened tongue.

He doesn’t stop there, he presses you through the aftershocks. Mouth closing around your clit again and sucking hard until your eyes are watering and your mumbling quiet “ no more , no mores “ between gasps for air.

#its been a while #aot miche #aot mike #aot x reader #miche x reader #miche zacharias #mike zacharias #Mike Zacharias X reader #Mike Zacharias smut #AoT smut #snk smut

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MDNI BANNERS | olive green.

( requested by → @aeshiiteiru & @gallavich-adoptive-child )

ahhhh, i really love these :D theres something about olive greens / forest greens that really tickle my brain.

the support banner equivalents are here !

feel free to use; please like, reblog, and credit 〜

support me through ko-fi | more mdni banners →

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𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐒 | neutrals

hello ! I come with mdni banners / dividers HAHAHAH. anyway, just a lil something. feel free to use ♡

more : star / hearts / rich tones / greys / template

please like, reblog, and credit if you use :)

more mdni banners →

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I Didn’t Shave

ஓ๑♡๑ஓ♡๑ஓ♡๑ஓ♡๑ஓ♡๑ஓ♡๑ஓ♡๑ஓ♡๑ஓ♡๑

𓆩⟡𓆪 levi, eren, armin, jean, porco, & erwin

note: You tell them you can’t have sex because you haven’t shaved! A prompt done by @textmel8r for jjk🤍 thanks for letting me use the prompt pookie.

warnings: sex, suggestive, cursing, f!reader

I BLOCK MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS || MDNI

Levi

Eren

Armin

Jean

Porco

Erwin

#braid IT AND BEAD IT IM PISSING MYSELF

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Watching their eyes go hazy with lust as they suck on your fingers, drool running down the corners of their mouth.

Their face flushed and chest heaving as your wrap your other hand around their leaking erection, pressing your thumb right against their slit.

They look so pretty just for you <3

#dom!reader #aot miche #aot mike #aot x reader #miche x reader #miche zacharias #AoT porco #porco x reader #snk porco #X reader #X dom!reader #smut #nsft

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I’m slightly tipsy and very in need of sub!porco fics ,,, give me them please 🥹

#porco x reader #porco galliard #sub!character #dom!reader #AoT smut #AoT porco

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Fanart for @papersteeth’s fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49337620/chapters/124501126

S4, a/b/o, “I had your baby but didn’t tell you” trope.

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liking this au more and more (｡•ﻌ•｡)

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𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐎

𝐚/𝐧 . this is my first noncon fic, I am nervous! It will be obvious I am not a medical professional, I did very little research. tagging @ofallthingsnasty. this is @t3arlikeglass ‘s writing blog 🩷

𝐭𝐰 . 𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐍, 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐚, ’𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐚 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬’, 𝐍𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐘 𝐝𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐲

Anesthesiologist Doflamingo is a sexy mess and he knows it. He owns it. And he’s on top of the world because his practice always seems to indirectly attract the prettiest, most delicate little things such as yourself.

He is often called out for patients undergoing dental surgeries, namely wisdom teeth removals, and this is the case with you. He isn’t expecting anything special. However, upon entering the operating room he is struck by your appearance; your slumping figure, shaky hands, tortured bloodshot eyes . You look at him nervously, your lips forming an awkward half smile. Your face is bare, hair a little frazzled. You must’ve been up all night worrying about this; your first surgery, the oral surgeon says. How amusing.

As soon as the surgeon leaves and it’s his turn to prepare you to receive your anesthetic, Doflamingo slinks to your side, stopping eye level with you as you shift uncomfortably in the reclined dental chair. He doesn’t bother dragging over the stool in the corner of the stuffy room, preferring to watch you squirm at his predatory stooped form.

He takes a minute to just admire you before he says anything, letting the anticipation eat you alive.

“Never been put under before?” he asks, grinning eerily when you hurriedly nod your head, words lost on you.. Tragic little thing. He can’t resist touching you anymore, long fingers gliding down your arm, stretching it out for you, hand palm up. He drags one thick finger up your forearm before resting on the inside of your elbow, flicking it - a touch too hard for your taste - to resurface a vein suitable for injection. Nothing.

He sits up slowly, grabbing a tourniquet from a tray off to the side and ties you off, squeezing the fat of your arm harshly. You look away as he smiles, finally locating a distinct cephalic vein. “There we go.” he purrs.

He retrieves an alcohol wipe, a pleasurable chill running down his spine as he watches you flinch at the cold wetness of it dragging across your skin. “Scared of needles, sweetheart?’ he asks, hot breath fanning across the shell of your ear. The alarm in your eyes amuses him.“Just look away.” he says, a silent and ominous command. Somehow seductive. He grins at the blush creeping across your cheeks before you hurriedly look at the blindingly white wall beside you. He takes an excited, shuddering breath as he inserts the needle into your vein, watching the clear fluid rush through the tube into the puncture site.

He stares at you as you drift off a few minutes later, your eyes fluttering closed, a placid look painting your pretty face. Closed eyes signaling he finally has free reign of your body.

To ensure that he has in fact secured his treasure, he bullshits to the dental/surgeon’s assistants that you’re not responding well to the anesthesia, that your heart rate is too high, or whatever else he can pull out of his ass that will buy him enough time to have his fill.

He re-enters the operating room, finding you still dead to the world, and looms over you, practically panting and salivating. He takes his latex gloves off, and drags his hand down your supple body.Your eyes suddenly flutter open. Ah. ‘anesthesia awareness’

He refrains from letting out a maniacal laugh, licking his lips. He drags his digits up your throat and props your bottom lip open, pressing two fingers into your mouth. He moans as you circle your tongue around them and roughly shoves them down your throat until you gag. “Look at you.” he coos hoarsely letting his other hand travel south, tracing your arousal through your tight pants.

Of course, he has done this before with other patients, but he rarely gets the pleasure of toying with them while they're conscious. He knows you won’t tell, with your meek demeanor and faltering gaze. Hell, you probably won’t even be able to differentiate if what’s happening to you is reality or drug-induced psychosis.

He slips his fingers underneath the waistband of your pants, sliding them down and humming at the sight of your bare cunt. So pretty, a little smattering of hair covering the delicate mound. He straddles the dental chair and raises your legs over his shoulders, leaning down and delicately ghosting his breath over your sex, spreading your lips.

His breath hitches at the slickness of your arousal and he puts his fingers in your mouth. His other hand sneaks down, slipping into your cunt.

His fingers pump in and out of you roughly, exploring your slick, spongy walls. Your make a garbled noise, a weak protest, but he roughly grabs your chin, peering up into your eyes with a dark hunger you have never seen before reflected in anyone else’s.

“Shh.”

More like shut the fuck up

He curls his fingers, hitting your g-spot over and over again, nails digging into your sensitive canal. He can’t handle his own desire any longer, and loosens his cock from his pants, stroking his leaking phallus roughly with his free hand. A maniacal grin spreads across his face and his eyes roll to the back of his skull.

He praises you for being such a good girl, guiding one of your limp hands to his cock. He shudders at the coldness of your touch. He engulfs your face with one of his hands and chokes you with the other, cutting off your air supply. He watches in rapt attention as your eyes roll to the back of your head. Tears spill down your cheeks. Your movements on his cock stutter as you attempt to push him away sloppily with your free hand. He doesn’t let up until your eyes finally flutter closed, the vein in the middle of his forehead popping out as he spills into your hand.

Finally having gotten off, he grabs your limp hand that had been pumping his cock and licks it clean, savoring the flavor of his own spunk. He shoves your pants back on and tidies everything up. It is rather unusual for a patient to be ‘aware’ while being put under and he’s thankful for the new jackoff material. The possibility that future patients have the poalso be awake, but helpless to his touch.

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happy black history month. let’s not forget to boycott buying new technology like cars, phones, vapes for congo ; and to spread awareness for the ongoing war in sudan. and by extension, free palestine from the israeli occupation and call for a permanent ceasefire.

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Toji is subbed to his daughter’s OF