#aot sfw

[pennylanewrites]

teacher’s aide (levi ackerman)

warnings: m!masturbation, voyerism, alcohol, smoking, age gap (15 years), me pushing my smitten!levi agenda

levi ackerman was an esteemed and recognised sociology professor. stern, strict and to the point in all of his lectures. most of his classes kept quiet, trying to take notes while he talked fast and went through powerpoint slides like it was the morning paper.

you had been working hard for that teacher’s aide position for two years, when you finally got the acceptance email. it was no secret on campus that professor ackerman’s assistants worked closely to him and got accepted in prestigious firms right after college, with his recommendation of course.

it was also no secret that professor ackerman was incredibly good-looking. his veiny arms and broad shoulders made up for his short height and the way his raven hair fell over his rectangular seeing glasses was so…

“y/n.” his stern voice shook you out of your thoughts. crap. the whole auditorium was staring at you. “the papers.” was all he said before going back to his laptop. you looked down at your hands, realising you were holding the class’s tests for more than you should. you cleared your throat and went through the auditorium, leaving a stack of papers in front of each student. as you walked down, your eye caught his.

levi noticed everything. he noticed how today you were wearing lipgloss instead of your usual lipstick, he noticed the rip in your tights that went down the back of your leg, your new platform loafers and the beads of sweat on your forehead. levi ackerman was not the kind of man that would catch feelings for a student, but you were so…good.

yes, at first he thought you were very attractive, and maybe that’s why he always rejected your aide application. but he also got to know you better every time you replied to one of his questions. you were the only student brave enough to raise their hand, and he appreciated that. sooner than later, you stayed back every day after class to clean up the mess of loose papers and pens, and before he knew it he was smitten.

maybe it was the way you brushed against him to clean the board and shut the projector, a timid apology escaping your lips, or the way you weren’t afraid to challenge him in a theoretical conversation about archaic philosophy during class.

or maybe…shit, how long have i been staring? levi looked away and cleared his throat when he noticed you trying to contain your smile.

class was over and you were going through your usual routine, marking left over questionnaires from the last lecture as he went through tomorrow’s one.

“sir, i’m wondering about…” you rolled your chair across the auditorium’s stage, holding onto his desk to stop the chair, “this one.” you pointed at a question on the paper.

levi was not one to lose his temper, but he was finding it very hard to contain himself when your knee was touching his and your perfume could reach his brain through his nose.

“well, this-this one…” he trailed off, watched you push your hair off your neck, leaving the bare skin on sight for him. god, he could eat you right then and there.

levi had never been more thankful for his phone to ring in his life. the vice dean’s name flashed on the screen, and you leaned back to allow him to get the device.

“i have to go…meeting…come by my office tonight, okay?” he scrambled to get his things and ran off, leaving you in the empty auditorium.

you let your head fall on your pillow, groaning with despair. he hates me. he can’t even talk to me.

you had seen him earlier with petra, his old t.a who graduated last year. he was laughing, for fuck’s sake. he was laughing and buying her coffee in the campus coffee house, and they were sitting over a book and…

“ugh! what is she even doing here?” you threw your pillow on the floor, but it hit you back in the face.

“oh my god, shut up!” your roommate kept hitting you with the pillow, until you grabbed it. “enough, y/n, please.”

“mikasa, do you think they’re dating?” you sat up on the bed, looking at the girl across you. “be honest, i can take it.”

“i think you’re sick. there’s something seriously wrong with you.” she scrunched her nose up in disgust.

“he’s so…”

“old.”

“mature.”

“he’s mature because he’s old.” your roommate kindly reminded you of your age difference. “get over him, please. even if he liked you, he’s your teacher. i doubt he would put his job in danger.”

your eyes lit up, an excited smile covering your earlier gloom.

“you think he likes me?”

“that’s not what i said. where are you going?”

you only grinned before grabbing your bag and barging out of the dorm room. your shoes squeezed against the polished floors as you made your way to the teachers’ wing, and to the third door to your left, your favourite wooden door in the world.

with a sigh, you lifted your fist to knock, but something made you freeze. you looked around to make sure no one was in the corridor, before pushing your ear against the door.

shit, shit, shit, shit

he was moaning. fucking moaning, in his office, when he had specifically told you to visit him. you thought of the possibility of him having a girl in there, even petra, but no one else could be heard. everything right in your head was telling you to turn around and leave, but your hand was on the doorknob, and you were slowly twisting it.

just one look. one look and i’ll-

your eyes grew wide at the sight. a half empty bottle of bourbon sat next to an empty glass, a cigarette was slowly burning on the ashtray, the first two buttons of his white shirt were undone. god, you could clearly see his nipples through the fabric. the desk obscured your vision, but you could see his hand moving up and down, up and down, up-

“fu-fuuuck.” his voice strained, his head fell back and you were wet a creep.

you turned around and leaned against the wall, taking a deep breath. looking at your reflection on your phone, you made sure pervert wasn’t written across your forehead, and turned back around.

two soft knocks on the door. levi fixed his hair quickly, buttoned his shirt and put the cigarette out.

“come in.” you entered the room and he looked at you like a deer caught in the headlights.

“long day?” you pointed at the bottle, smiling softly. he chuckled and motioned for you to sit down. “i can come back some other…” you trailed off when he took another glass out, filling it halfway and pushing it towards you.

you fidgeted with a ring on your finger, unsure of what to do.

“i shouldn’t…”

“i won’t tell if you won’t.” he filled his own glass and raised it to you, before taking a sip. you smiled softly, taking a sip of the drink. it burned coming down, just like his gray stare on you did.

“i have the tests marked. that question i was wondering about earlier,” you took the stack of papers out of your bag, leaving them in front of the man.

“yeah, i looked it up. it’s actually-”

“i figured it out.” you cut him off. he raised an eyebrow and put his glasses on, looking down at the marked paper, and the right answer which you had wrote down in red ink.

“you did.” he agreed and looked at you through strands of his raven hair. “good girl.”

you froze. you could feel your whole face turning an ugly shade of red. a million disgusting thoughts ran through your head as he walked around the desk to sit on the chair across from yours. his muscles flexed as he reached over the desk to get the ashtray and his drink. you took a big sip of the drink, trying to convince yourself the sexual tension was just in your head.

fuck. fuck, fuck, fuck.

“what?” he shook you out of your thoughts. he knew you were staring at him.

“nothing. i’ve never seen you like this.” you admitted, still sipping your drink.

“like what?”

like you don’t have a stick up your ass.

“relaxed.” you opted for the nice comment.

“i’m far from relaxed, trust me.” you watched as he placed a cigarette between his wet lips, lighting it with a white lighter.

“those are bad luck.” you took the lighter in your hand, fidgeting with it.

“huh. maybe that’s why my life’s shit.” he chuckled, taking a drag of the cigarette.

“come on…” your eyes fell on a book on his desk.

masculine domination, pierre bourdieu. you grinned, taking it in your hands to inspect the front page.

“take it. it’s for my doctorate students, but i think you-”

“i’ve read it.” you closed it and put it back on the pile.

“of course you have. you’re a smart girl, you know?”

he was praising you. and he was filling your glass again. when did you even finish the first?

“are you trying to get me drunk, sir?”

“i think you’re capable of controlling yourself.”

“don’t be so sure.” you mumbled, staring at your feet.

“what was that?”

“nothing!” you shook it off with a smile, but he had heard you just fine.

god, you wanted him so bad. as the hours went by, and the bottle came to its’ end, you became more and more impatient. you were scared of what you would do honestly, if one more drop of alcohol entered your system. but, were you crazy to think he wanted this too? why would he pour you a drink, and ask you all these questions, and make you laugh with stupid jokes if he-

“what are you thinking about?” he shook you out of your thoughts. you showed him the clock on the wall.

“that i should get going. some teacher thought it would be a good idea to have an 8 am class.” you grinned. you reached your hand out to return him his lighter, but you dropped it instead.

“that’s one lousy teacher.” he chuckled, kneeling on the floor to get the lighter. you waited for him to get up, so you could too, but he wouldn’t move. still kneeling, he came closer to you, his hands hesitantly moving to rest on the sides of your thighs.

internally, you were screaming. but not a single breath came out of your mouth as you watched him. he sighed and finally locked eyes with you.

“i’m not crazy, am i?”

“wh-what?” your voice came out as a whisper. pathetic.

“to think there’s something, right? here. there’s something here and i-”

“sir-”

“don’t.” he squeezed your thighs and you swore your heart would jump out your chest sooner or later. he straightened his back and got up, pulling you with him. “don’t call me sir.”

you let him seat you on top of his desk, you let him spread your legs and stand between them. he pushed your hair behind your ear and inched closer. his breath against your neck made you shiver, and a soft kiss forced a small gasp out of your mouth.

your hands trembled as you placed them around his neck, and his breath staggered when you played with the strands of hair that fell on his undercut.

“please kiss me.” he swore his knees would give when he heard your voice, so soft, so sweet. you were as needy for him as he was for you.

his strong hands met your face, his silver ring cooled your burning cheek. you closed your eyes, and his lips finally met yours. it was careful at first, both of you scared the other would change their mind. but all it took was you pulling him closer by the collar of his shirt, and he lost his mind. his hands slipped down to your waist and you arched your back to get closer to him, if that was even possible. your mouth trailed to his jaw, leaving sloppy kisses all the way down his neck. a playful bite made him gasp. you chuckled.

“stop. you’ll drive me crazy.” he squeezed your hip.

“good.” you grinned and leaned in to kiss him again, but his hand in your hair held you back.

“you have to go…” he managed between soft kisses down your chest, at least as far as your shirt allowed, “or i won’t be able to stop.” he held your hands, and kissed them both, maintaining eye contact with you.

“then don’t stop.” you whined, but your grin turned into a frown when he pulled you off the desk and fixed your skirt. “levi-”

“save something for later, right?”

his promise of a later was enough. you left him to clean up and walked out the door with a sheepish smile and a whispered goodnight.

your phone buzzed on your way back to the dorms, and you stopped in your tracks when you saw the name on the screen.

professor ackerman: wear that green dress tomorrow.

you raised an eyebrow.

just the dress.

#aot x reader #aot smut #attack on titan x reader #aot x reader smut #attack on titan smut #aot college au #levi ackerman smut #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x reader smut #levi x reader #levi x reader smut #levi aot #levi snk #levi smut #soft levi #n/sfw

[vampcubus]

𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐏𝐄𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃! : 𝐀𝐎𝐓

a/n: this is literally 5k words of pegging nonsense, most of these “headcanons” also include additional lil blurbs because i’m a psychopath.

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 : levi, erwin, reiner, bertholdt, floch, jean, porco, and armin.

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : nsfw, female-bodied reader, dom!reader, all boys are subs here, pegging, fauxjobs, dacryphilia, spanking, brat taming, spitting, a splash of mommy kink for armin and jean’s, strap referred to as cock because that's hot, men in lingerie, praise, degradation.

𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍

—  He’s so grumpy about it leading up to it, grouching about how he’s gonna put you on stable cleaning duty if you do it badly. Shuts up real quick when you’re not only good at it, but it feels too good. Like it ruins him. He’s so out of control of his voice and his body, the way he arches into your thrusts, hands scrambling across your back and thighs, trying to pull you impossibly closer.

— At first, he thinks everything feels like it's too much and that he’s gonna break, but once he’s used to taking dick enough to not go slack-jawed every time you put it in? Expect to step up your game, cus this man knows exactly what he wants from you. Catch him on a day he needs to get out of his head and if you aren’t fucking him so hard it’s pushing him up the bed? He’ll start fucking himself on you since you’re “obviously not going to give me what I need.”

— Doesn’t really care what position he gets dicked down in, but he’s one of the few that isn’t afraid to ride you. He looks so good doing it too, it’s when he really lets loose and lets himself give into mindless abandon where all he can think about is how fucking good the toy feels inside him and how badly he wants to cum.

— You never know if he’s gonna be the biggest brat that fights you every step of the way just to get put in his place, or your obedient little pillow princess that wants to be nothing more than a hole for you to fill.

— While some days he might benefit from a hard dom to rein him in, it’s the soft doms that absolutely destroy him. Pile on the praise and affirming words as you gently rock into him, pressing the sweetest kisses to his face, tell him how much you love how pliant and vulnerable he is for you. You’ll have him shaking and trying not to cry as you make love to him like he’s something precious to be treasured (cus he is) because he’s so fucking soft and full of affection for you that it hurts.

— He’s a demanding bottom that’s for sure, so much so you might actually have to grip him by the hair and pin him down just to get him to shut up and listen to you.

“I think you’re forgetting who’s in control here, Levi. Maybe I’ve been spoiling you too much if you think you can just take anything you want from me.” You growl into his ear, tugging his face up from the mattress when his response is muffled. “What was that?”

“And so what if I do, what’ll you do if I don’t listen, huh?” Levi pants, cock hard and leaking into the sheets. He grinds his hips back onto your fake cock despite clearly being told not to move, and he yelps when your hand comes crashing down on his ass so hard he sees blanks for a moment. 

And then you do it again, and again, until his ass is so red with your handprints it’s almost the same shade as his flushed face. He’s in tears, throat raw from the shouting. He sniffles as your hand grazes over the abused flesh of his ass, spreading him open in a way that makes him bury his face into the crook of his arm.

“I haven’t heard an apology yet, ‘vi. I’d suggest you make it good too or I’ll give you twenty more and then leave you like this.” you cooed, your tone dripping with a sweetened venom that makes him clench around the toy regardless of the obvious despair he’d feel if you actually followed through with your threat. 

It’s not the spankings that frighten him, but the idea of you pulling out and leaving him to hump shamefully into his fist afterwards. His hand hadn’t quite felt the same since yours touched him, and that was all too painfully clear in the way he’d paw at you whenever he needed release.

“Fuck — Please don’t! ‘m sorry! ’m sorry, I’ll be good now, I promise. ‘m just a slut for your cock, I was greedy. Please, don’t stop!” he begs wetly, and you croon at the sight of tears streaming from those pretty gunmetal eyes.

“Oh? Gonna be good now? I don’t believe you.” You scoffed, hand clapping down on his raw ass to enunciate your words. He cries out pathetically at the sting but doesn’t start to panic until you start to pull out of him.

“No, please! I’m sorry, ‘m sorry for being a brat. You want me to beg — fucking fine, I’ll beg you — please! please fuck me, I’ll do anything just, please! You can spank me all you want, I deserve it, just finish fucking me. I'm going crazy—” he slurs, cut off abruptly by the way you suddenly thrust back into him.

“Oh, good boy~ I guess your mouth really is good for something other than whining.” You praise, releasing his arms in favor of holding his hips still so you can carry on pounding into him. 

His grey-blue eyes go blank, and the rest of the night is a blur.

𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐇

— Pls this man doesn’t know what tf pegging is 💀 You'll have to sit down and explain it all to him and he’ll sit there calmly, just nodding and asking the occasional question. He’s surprisingly chill about it??? He’s very much the “okay, dear” husband, it’s like nothing surprises him.

 — He’s significantly less composed when you actually get down to it, he gets this cute lil blush on his face when you start playing with his hole, fingering him open to take your cock and hhhhh the noises he makes. He’s tense and it takes a while for him to relax enough to stretch around two fingers but when you find his prostate his whole body jerks as if electrocuted.

“Oh, that — what’s that.” he shudders, propping himself up on his elbow to watch in amazement.

“That would be your prostate, it’ll come in handy later,” you giggled, steadily pumping your fingers in and out of him, curling them to brush over that spongy spot again just to hear him gasp and squirm into the sheets. Especially when his legs keep instinctively inching closer and he has to spread them for you again. And by the time you’ve got three fingers gliding against his walls with ease, he’s right on the edge, blonde bangs slicked to his forehead and his arm over his face as you keep him there, deliberately avoiding his prostate.

The cute expressions he makes and his politeness as a sub might make you want to be gentle with him, but please don’t. He lives for being put in his place, everywhere else he’s the boss of everyone, and that can be exhausting sometimes. Having a partner that isn’t afraid to remind him who’s the real boss is very refreshing.

Like you’re going so slow, watching his face for signs of discomfort, asking him if he’s okay when you press deeper into him and he rasps out “You can be rough with me, darling. I’m not fragile.” His thick fingers clutch at your hip, his hips bucking hard into the gentle rolls of your hips, gasping out when the tip of the toy drags against his walls the way he wants it. “If you want.” He adds later, looking a bit shy — which believe me is a FEAT.

“Well, if you say so,” you laugh breathlessly, propping one of his legs over your shoulder and bracing one hand on his hip so you can snap your hips into his in a way that knocks the air from his lungs. He groans long and deep in his chest and you only smirk, delighted by the way his voice gets higher when your fingers encircle his neglected cock.

— You’d think Erwin would be the type to be condescending about his cute small partner pegging him, but the moment you find his prostate his brain shuts off and he’s your dumb obedient slut <3

— That doesn’t mean he isn’t a brat sometimes because he totally is, he likes to test your patience just to see how you’ll admonish him for it. You can see it in his eyes when he challenges you, that “yeah I just did that, what’re you gonna do about it?” look. It’s just so hard to focus when you’re fucking him so good, arm pinned to his back as you pound into him from behind after he gave you too much lip.

— No preference on positions, but you can tell he much prefers to see you.

— Also does prefer you to fuck him with your fingers if that means anything. You asked him about it playfully one night and he told you it felt more personal to have your flesh against his. Which honestly makes you want a real dick even more... maybe just for a day or two to explore n have a fun time. (pls i’d be so irresponsible with it tho) Like he’s getting bent over the desk he spends so much time at ASAP.

𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐍

— Omg literally baby boy. 

— He’s down, no convincing is required. He’s always been a little curious about what it would feel like to have something inside him, and sometimes when you’re rubbing circles into his perineum (the cum button lmao) while you have his cock down your throat, he wonders what it would feel like if you moved your fingers lower. This whole idea probably snowballed from him shyly asking you if you’d finger him one night, and boy was it a treat to watch him fall apart like that — without you even having to touch his cock.

— Fuck him in front of a mirror pls just do it, he’ll be so needy and undone, staring at his own face as you pound into him from behind. It’s so embarrassing having to look at his own debauched reflection but then you start telling him how pretty he is, babbling about what a good fucking boy he was being, and his golden eyes roll back into his head, his tongue lolling out of his mouth.

— And when he doesn't have the strength to hold his head up anymore, grab his jaw and hold his face forward for him. Bonus points if you slip your fingers into his mouth to hold his mouth open when he tries to conceal his pretty noises.

— Obeys your every order without question, no matter how demeaning. Need him to spread himself open for you? Done. Need him to fuck himself on your strap n  do all the work to chase his orgasm? Anything for you. (He’s so cute when he rides you, bulging thighs trembling as he bounces himself on your lap, lips parted so his tongue can lick over them.) Want him to beg on his hands and knees and grovel for you to fuck him? He’s already at your feet with his forehead and hands flat on the floor.

— Likes to get fucked sideways the best! Just the feeling of your whole body pressed against his back, your lips on his nape, one hand holding his leg up and the other delicately wrapped around his throat <333 he’s in heaven.

𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑

— Baby boy #2

— Literally cannot handle being pegged, like he’s the one that moans “it’s too much!” “I can’t take it, it’s too big!” but locks his legs around your hips if you even try to pull out.

— Bertholdt never imagined having something inside him would feel so good, he always has this disbelieving expression on his face when you press inside him, narrow hips lifting off the bed to meet you halfway in his eagerness. Can’t help but stare at you as you fuck into him, green eyes half-lidded and adoring as he takes in your focused expression. He thinks you’re so so cute, even when you’re blowing his back out.

— He’s so much bigger than you it must look comical, but you don’t have to prove anything to him, he knows you’re the boss.

— Speaking of which he’s so obedient and eager to please, and will let you fold him in any position you like. As shy as he is, he greatly prefers positions he can see your face in. Eye contact is very important to him, everything about Bertholdt just feels so intimate and raw. Though he has a hard time keeping his eyes open when he gets close to cumming, unless you tell him to keep them open. Not like he’ll be seeing much through the pleasured tears — he’s a crier <3

—  He begs for your cock without you having to tell him, and he does it so well you couldn’t possibly deny him. Not when he cries and squirms so pathetically, nimble fingers tugging you closer by the straps of your harness. (pls that's so hot to me) and if you decide to be mean to him and make him wait, tell him “hmmm, I don’t think you really want it.” He’ll sob, his desperation spearing through his usual demure nature as he presents himself for you, pleading and babbling about how badly he wants you to take care of him.

— He gets so flustered and teary when you start praising him, telling him what a good boy he was being, how pretty he looked beneath you, what pretty noises he was making.

— He’s also so loud??? Like every partner’s dream tbh. Ordinarily, he tries to swallow his noises out of self-consciousness, but he just can’t when you’re bullying that sweet spot inside him. Unleashes the sweetest moans in between delirious sobs of your name and mantras of “please.”

Bertholdt’s a dream all spread out on your bright white sheets, tanned skin wrapped up in dark green lace lingerie you got just for him. You were right about it bringing out his eyes, half-lidded and glimmering as your hands smooth reverently over his body. Your nails scratch lightly over the fine dark hairs of his happy trail, deliberately avoiding his straining erection barely covered by the green lace panties. He’s so long his cute pink head peeks out the top, leaking with pre and twitching as your fingers trail close but never close enough. 

He whines long and high, trying not to grind against your fake cock resting distractingly in the space between his thigh and hip. You’ve already stretched and plugged him, the pretty green gem adorning the base of the plug peeking out from under the panties you’ve been so hesitant to rip off. He likes the lingerie, and he feels pretty in it. You spent a good chunk of the night telling him just how gorgeous he was while taking pictures, and then later overwhelming him with praise as you stretched him on your fingers. 

But all he wants now is for you to tear it off and have your way with him, the thought makes his inner walls clench and his hips buck involuntarily.

“Feeling impatient, Bertie?” you hum, and he nods frantically, legs spreading on instinct at the familiar sound of the lube being uncapped.

“Yes — want it so bad. Y/n please.” 

His whole body shudders as you slip out the plug and replace it with your lubed fingers, but it’s not enough. 

He’s ready, he’s been ready. He needs you and you’re teasing him.

Finally, you start pulling the layers of lace off his body, garter belt and stockings first. The intricate jade-colored bra goes next, and you can’t help but trace his hardened peaks teasingly as you feel the fabric away, amused when he squirms and catches your wrists to redirect them to his tented panties. Resigned, you free him from his lace prison, and Bertholdt gasps as his cock slaps against his belly. 

“You’re so pretty, Bert.” 

“I’d be prettier with you fucking me.” he pouts, and you concede with a giggle, lining the toy up with his hole and pressing in oh so slowly.

Bertholdt’s mouth falls open, brows knit together as you finally slide home. He moans out loudly in relief, nearly in tears after hours of your incessant teasing, you’re finally where he needs you. 

𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐇 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑

— Takes your strap the best out of all of them tbh. He’s content to lie there and let you fold him in half as you rearrange his guts. Will even hold his legs up for you <3 goes absolutely crazy for your strap, he’s so shameless. Will beg for you to be rough with him and make him cry. The best boy to take your frustration out on, he gets off on being used as a pathetic little fucktoy.

— HUGE BRAT, will taunt you and rile you up as much as possible. He likes to be punished and tossed around, pretends to try and wriggle away just to feel you drag him back by the hips and pin him down to the bed. Most of the time he’s gonna make you work for his submission, which only makes his inevitable defeat that much sweeter. You can tell you’ve played right into his hand when you see him looking up at you with half-lidded brown eyes and that pleased smirk.

— Edge him till he’s a sobbing begging mess, overstimulate him till he can’t feel his legs anymore, spank him until his ass is so red with welts he can’t sit right for weeks. He whimpers so pathetically when you ghost your hands over his ass through his clothes days later, knowing he’s still sore but the pain is making him hard again. 

— Floch does have his obedient moods where all he wants is to be is a slave to your whims, step on his dick and make him cum all over your boot, and then order him to lick it off. Floch isn’t entirely good at holding in orgasms or cumming on command (this is a man that can cum untouched if you talk dirty enough to him) When he’s like this he’ll do anything, even give you faux jobs like it's your actual dick. Doesn’t even complain when you force his head further down until tears prick his eyes, just looks up at you with that hazy look that indicates there isn’t a thought behind those eyes.

— Doesn’t care what position you press him into, but he feels more vulnerable in positions you can see his face in. It’s hard to resist because he’s got such a pretty face, especially when it’s wet with tears and his ginger hair is stuck to his forehead. He’s so gorgeous it’s unfair really, especially since he was so insufferable outside the bedroom. It’s always the hot ones…

— Laps up any praise you offer, even if it’s backhanded or mixed with insults. All attention is good attention to him, and that’s all he cares about.

— He loves to be degraded but if you were to go soft on him all of a sudden you’d actually kill him. Overwhelm him with praise, tell him what a good boy he’s being for you, how beautiful he looks when he’s being obedient, tell him he’s your favorite hole to use and he’ll break into a million pieces. Starts to ugly cry, clinging on for dear life as he begins chanting “I love you I love you I love you–” the whole nine yards.

— Don’t even imply you’re fucking other people as a joke, he’s intensely possessive. What, was he not good enough for you? Not reverent enough? Couldn’t you see he’s all you’ll ever need?? >:( Say you’re sorry n fuck his brains out to make up for it.

“Relax, I was just kidding. You’re enough of a handful all on your own, baby. Why would I want anyone else when you take my cock so well?” You reassure, delighted by the way his golden brown eyes roll back at the praise. 

He still looks bothered, so you sigh and slow your hips, the action drawing his gaze back to yours. He gasps and clenches around the toy when your lips meet his — a rare treat you don’t often allow. He moans shamelessly into the kiss, sweat-slicked fingers burying themselves in your hair to keep you anchored there. His lips are starved against yours, lips parted in invitation. You suck on his tongue, holding his mouth open with your fingers so you can spit into it — which is almost enough to make him cum.

“You’re the only one I want, Floch,” you murmur affectionately, admiring the way he swallows your spit so greedily.

He actually does cum after you say that, rather violently too — squirming and jerking like a man possessed.

“Please say it again.” he pleads.

𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍

— It’ll take some convincing before Jean agrees to let you peg him. He kind of thinks you’re joking the first time you bring it up and laughs it off, but when he realizes you’re serious he’s like “Oh fuck you actually…?”

— Jean insists that if he’s gonna be taking it up the ass, he wants to be in control of the situation, so you agree to have him ride you so he can control the pace. And by god, the way his face contorts from discomfort to pleasure is so beautiful. His mouth just falls open and his brows knit together cutely. He takes you well, clasping his over yours on top of his hips as he bounces — until quite adorably the pleasure starts to overwhelm him and he just can’t bounce anymore.

 — Jeanbo gets so frustrated cus it feels so good but his legs have been turned to gelatin, none of his body parts are obeying and he needs it so badly. That’s when the pathetic whining starts.

“Aww, what’s wrong, baby? Are your legs tired? Need me to take over?”

“Mommy please… need help. C’mon.” He whines, the humiliation burning hotly in his cheeks, the angry red blush spreading even to his neck.

 He grinds in your lap weakly, trying in vain to pick himself back up as his legs continue to fail him. You feel your heart snap in two at the shiny tears pricking in the corners of his eyes, you sit up, trailing comforting kisses across his jaw before you maneuver him onto his back. He falls back with a huff, long limbs sprawled out before he starts grabbing at you. 

His impossibly long legs wrap around your hips loosely, so as not to restrict your freedom of movement. And when your hips snap against his with enough force to push him up the sheets a few inches, a girlish moan is forced out of him. It’s so uncharacteristic and depraved that you can’t help but do it again, prying his hand from his mouth as he slaps it over his lips to silence himself. And when you find that spot he’s in disbelief at the feeling, legs locking around your hips to keep you in place as he paints his hand and chest with his cum. He’s quiet through his whole orgasm, mouth wide open in a silent scream as the intensity of it robs him of his voice.

You grin your hips lazily against his through his high, purring sweet praises, stroking his hair as he pants into your neck. 

“How was that?”

“I… you were right, it felt… really good.”

— Jean prefers missionary, though he tends to hold you against his body so tight you can hardly thrust into him.

— His mommy kink absolutely comes out when you’re fucking his brains out, suckles on your tits and wants you to call him your baby. But don’t mention it outside the bedroom, he not only will deny it but will revoke pegging privileges 😔

— Can’t help but pump his pretty cock while you fuck him, has a hard time getting off without giving it attention so you usually let him. He likes it best when you slap his hands away and wrap your fingers around him instead. An arm is thrown over his eyes as he bucks into the tight tunnel of your fist in tandem with your thrusts, mesmerized by the way your breasts bounce while you’re fucking into him.

𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐎 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐃

— Porco will need convincing. It’s embarassing enough that he willingly submits to you, something he undoubtedly enjoys but still gets into his feelings about sometimes. You’ve fingered him before sure, and he likes that, it’s just… the prospect of you fucking him is something else entirely. It puts him in such a vulnerable position, and Porco’s a bit spooked you won’t think he’s still your big strong man after. Internalized insecurity about his masculinity. 

— Reassure him that getting fucked in the ass doesn’t make him any less of a man to you. As silly as that sounds, it will put at least some of his fears to rest.

— He’s so whiny about it, moans and groans about how you’ll have to do all the work and how he wasn’t gonna like it. Spoiler alert: he does like it very much. He’s a bitchy little pillow princess about the whole thing until you find his prostate and it’s like those anxieties melt away in an instant. 

“Oh fuck!” Porco practically mewls, an octave higher that makes your insides clench around nothing. “There baby, right there-“

“Where?” You coo, a knowing smirk pulling at your lips when you realize you’ve found his prostate. Is that really all it took to break him down? You angle your hips and thrust again, aiming for the same spot, knowing you’ve hit your mark when he keens again. 

“Ohhh. right. there. Huh~?” You purr to him, your words punctuated by particularly harsh thrusts that make his back arch.

The action snaps your gaze back to his backside, full and jiggling with each brutal but purposeful thrust. You can help but grab a handful of it, watching as the fat of his ass spills between the gaps of your fingers. You spread him open to watch your faux cock glide effortlessly in and out of his pretty pink hole, mesmerized by the way it stretches to accommodate the girth.

You’re deliberately pounding against that button inside him with every thrust and he can’t help but cry out each time. He’s drooling a puddle into the sheets now, cheeks a bright fiery red, sweat sticking the blonde hairs to his forehead, mouth agape, eyes rolled so far back into his head you worry they might stick like that.

“Fffuck me, god fuck me, yes! What th-the fuck are you dooooing to me?” Porco babbles nonsensically.

And you know he’s close to cumming when he starts to fuck himself back onto your strap and hump his poor neglected cock against the sheets. He’s leaking all over, desperate for any sort of friction. Wrap your hand around his dick and watch his whole body tremor and squirm. 

Has the loudest and longest orgasm of his life, a minute later and he’s still spurting ropes onto the sheets.

— Don’t be mean to him afterward, this is very important. Smooth your warm hands over the back of his thighs and back, and tell him what a good job he did for you, and how good he looked taking your strap. If done right he’ll melt into a blissed-out puddle beneath you. If done wrong he’ll never let you peg him again </3

— Definitely likes it rough. Dig your fingernails into the flesh of his hips til you leave bruises, bite and suck marks into his neck and shoulders until you run out of space, and pull him back by his hair so you can see the pathetic expressions he’s making. He fucking loves it. Doesn’t much like to be degraded so don’t be too mean. (at first. later on he warms up to being bullied a lil, just don’t go overboard yeah?)

— Thinks it feels the best from behind but gets so shy when you take him in missionary. Hides his face and avoids your eyes unless you lay on the sweet praise thick enough to convince him to look at you.

— After he’s grown used to taking dick somewhat regularly and is more comfortable with the whole idea, he absolutely becomes a slut for it. He was bratty before but now he’ll wrestle you onto your back and fuck himself on your strap if you “aren’t doing it good enough.” Smack his ass and he’ll just moan louder, thick cock bobbing with the forceful way he’s slamming himself up and down your fake dick. (Meow purrrrr bossy bottoms my beloved.)

𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐓

— The biggest whore for pegging, I don't make the rules. He likes prostate orgasms the best and doesn’t even need you to touch his cock to cum.

— Sometimes you fuck him so incredibly stupid that he starts begging for you to breed him. Poor thing is so fucked-out that he forgets that it’s physically impossible. You haven’t the heart to tell him you can’t actually put a baby in him especially when it’s so fun to make him beg for you to fill him up. You’d do well to invest in a cum tube because he’ll go crazy the moment he feels your “cum” inside him. Expect him to beg you to ���please cum inside” every time after that.

— Loves to give faux jobs! Obviously spit isn’t appropriate lube but he still likes the idea of slicking up your strap for you to fuck him, especially since he does such a good job drooling all over it for you <3 Absolutely wants you to fuck his face, he’ll moan around it and everything whilst looking up at you with those big blue eyes.

— Wants to be pegged more than you want to peg him tbh, he’s so enthusiastic every time you whip it out. Like his clothes are in mid-air and he’s assuming the position before you can even speak.

— Will wear plugs often, just so he can be ready anytime, and… they relieve his stress. I know he looks so innocent but I promise you he’s far from it, a closet pervert!! Always tryna coerce you into railing him while making you think that it was your idea, but he’s been planning to be dicked down the whole day. You pull down his pants and he’s already stretched himself out for you.

— A size king! You wouldn’t think such a small thing could take your longest n thickest straps but he’s a real champ!

— Definitely calls you mommy while you peg him, wants you to refer to yourself as mommy, call him your baby, and make him cum on “mommy’s cock.” Don’t mistake that desire for him wanting to be treated gently, because believe me he doesn’t. Pull his hair, push his face into the bed, and dig your nails into his skin til he bleeds. The masochist no one saw coming.

#‧₊🦇˚⊹ ashi writes #levi ackerman x reader #erwin smith x reader #reiner braun x reader #bertholdt hoover x reader #armin arlert x reader #porco galliard x reader #floch forster x reader #jean kirstein x reader #n/sfw #aot smut #sub aot #aot x reader #snk x reader #sub levi #sub reiner #sub erwin #sub bertholdt #sub armin #sub porco #sub jean #sub floch #dom reader #female reader #f!reader

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 + 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐒 • 𝐏𝐓 𝟏.

a thread of visuals and vids with the pairings we all know and love on this page. (ft. musician eren, cowboy reiner, plug connie, nail tech mikasa, toxic armin, air force cadet onyakonpon, and a few others)

content warning: nsfw things and stuff, black fem reader, (please don’t open this in public and use some headphones 😭) face sitting, backshots, fingering, choking, lots of dirty talk, squirting, and a bunch of other shit.

📝: one of y’all asked for nsfw links for musician eren a while back but tumblr was geeking and fucked up the layout of the first post. But I’ve seen a few posts like this and it’s by no means my idea! I was actually super inspired by @bkgbunni’s audio posts because they were literally god tier! (I hope it’s okay if I use this, I’m sorry! 😭) but yeah, here y’all go! 🫶🏾

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cowboy!reiner always talks about how much he wants you to have his first child and get you pregnant. He just didn’t think you’d take matters into your own hands one night.

musician!eren and influencer (y/n) had been sneaking around for a while. After his newest video featuring you as the lead lady, he couldn’t help but to thank you for coming through and looking so good on set.

zeke never really could control his urges or thoughts around you. He finally gets to bring his dream of folding you up into fruition when you decide to spend the night.

rich lawyer!erwin’s favorite act of love is to give his beloved (y/n) massages. This time, he decides to incorporate some new techniques.

nail tech!mikasa knew just who to call when she needed help setting up her new studio. She has the perfect way to thank you after a long day of hard work.

air force lieutenant!onyakonpon returns from deployment to learn that his childhood sweetheart has blossomed in to a beautiful woman. Who’s also fresh off of a break up. Lucky for you, he has the perfect way to help you overcome your heartache.

plug!connie despises when you give him attitude after his drops. But he has the perfect cure for that.

toxic!armin knows how important it is for you to be on time to work but you could never say no to him when he asks you to stay a little longer and give him some ‘breakfast in bed’

#aot x black reader #black fem reader #black reader #musician x influencer au #musician eren #eren x black fem reader #eren x black reader smut #plug connie #connie springer headcanons #connie springer x black reader #black reader insert #n/sfw #nail tech mikasa #fem x fem #zeke jaeger x black fem reader #erwin smith x black reader #erwin smith smut #zeke yeager x black reader #onyankopon x reader #onyankopon smut #onyakonpon headcanons #toxic armin headcanons #armin x black reader #reiner x black fem reader #reiner x black reader smut #black fanfiction #black reader smut #aot smut #aot headcanons #aot au

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⸻ 𝒜ℒℒ 𝒜ℛ𝒪𝒰𝒩𝒟!

ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝒶𝓁𝓁 ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝓎ℴ𝓊, 𝒶𝓁𝓁 ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝓂ℯ . . .

𝒮𝒴𝒩𝒪𝒫𝒮ℐ𝒮 ༉‧₊˚. reiner just can’t get enough of you— now he’s got the both of you making a mess near the kitchen counter.

𝒞𝒪𝒩𝒯𝒜ℐ𝒩𝒮 ༉‧₊˚. (2.7k words of . . .) reiner braun x fem!reader (black coded), nsfw/smut, modern au, established relationship, kitchen sex, titty-grabbing, dry humping, fingering, reiner’s a big fat tease (& a little mean!), unprotected sex, creampie, explicit language, minors shoo!

𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁ℯ 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓁ℯ𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓇! — i haven’t written for reiner in ages, so i’m glad about finally finishing up some content for my man! I hope y’all enjoy! ♡︎

Reiner can't seem to keep to himself when it comes to you. The way he constantly rubs the expanse of his large hands along your body is relentless.

He was initially bashful throughout the beginning of your relationship; taking in your form and all its dips and curves with the most sheepish glance before tossing his gaze to the wall. 

Reiner’s poor attempts at hiding his arousal were to no avail. You took quick notice of the way his hazel eyes would undress you. It’s much too easy to read his mind— he’d probably been thinking of all the ways and places he’d run his hands over you, only if you’d let him. 

That had been ages ago. Now, Reiner’s got no shame. He’s basking you in the warmth of his touch at every chance he gets.

You lean up against the counter of your quaint little kitchen. Reiner looms over you, pressing himself into your backside. His hands of mischief snake up your shirt with perversity, cupping your tits in his palm before giving them a thoughtful squeeze.

“You’re so needy.” 

You whine at him, resting your weight onto the counter to keep balance. “It’s ‘cause I love you so much,” Reiner hums. His response is lukewarm; he’s too fixed on your body. He passes his hands along your hips, clad in the tiniest pair of booty shorts. He’s gripping and fondling and letting fat spill past his fingers, wetting his lips at the sight. 

Scruff frictions against your supple skin while Reiner sloppily bites at your neck, soothing your flesh with nimble licks. He simultaneously toys with your nipples, perked underneath your top as he pinches them, hoping to draw another one of your beautiful reactions through the roll of his fingers.

“Shit, Reiner,” you swear. That never fails to make his ego surge, and he’s desperate to pull more from you. His touch slinks down to encircle your waist as he swiftly rolls his hips against you, bulge suggestively prodding at the round of your ass. 

You push back onto his erection in reply, feeling the warmth radiate from beneath the waistband of his thinly sweats. “Oh?” with a throaty tone, Reiner hums, grinding into your backside, “You gonna give it to me, baby?”

“I bet you want me to,” is your scoffed reply. You bat your lashes up at him, carrying a playful grin. Despite your satire, he knows too well that you crave him just as bad as he does you. Just look at how you’re reacting to him– easing into his body, gripping onto his thick forearm with a fervor. A small, rousing smile graces your lips, anticipating how he’ll aim to please you next.

Before you know it, he’s made his way past your skimpy shorts and has them splayed out on the ground, rubbing you through the flimsy cloth of your underwear. Reiner’s slow with easing your legs apart. It causes your stance to become a little wider, giving him all the more access. 

He delves a hand under your ass, slinking it forward to cup your clothed heat with the expanse of his wide palm. “I thought you wanted to fuck, you tease,” you loosely murmur, head lolling back onto his shoulder behind you. He gives your pussy a dull slap, voicing out a gruff, “Please. You love it.” 

Reiner pinches your puffy clit through your panties, smiling as he does it. God, is he sinister. Your shudders only get him harder than before, and he aches to peel any remaining clothes right off of you. “Take everything off for me, ‘hun.” You do so with haste, bringing the lacy underwear down to the pristine marble floors of your kitchen. 

“That was fast,” the blonde frees out a chuckle over the way you kick your panties off your pedicured feet, right before grabbing hold of your top, flinging it off with a sense of impatience that only he can cause within you. He sucks in a breath, eyeing how your tits bounce free from its refines. “You’re such a good girl, y’know that?”  

“Mhm.” You revel in his flattery, rocking yourself along his palm for the slightest friction against your cunt. Without warning, he singles out two thick fingers and delves them into your sopping hole. “Reiner!” You mewl, lips going agape. He basks in your whines and insistently pushes further, feeling along your walls with his skillful, slickened digits. 

“Takin’ it so well for me, baby,” murmurs Reiner, voice deep and saccharine against your ear. Every pump of his fingers brings about a noise lewder than the last. Your wetness drips down his fucking forearm. “Can't wait to feel this sweet pussy on my cock.”

He curls in, quickening his speed and flicking his wrist. He goes knuckle-deep and touches on a spot that makes you writhe, urging him to grab at your waist and still you. Watching the way you unravel never fails to excite him, doubting that he can wait much longer. He exhales, feeling his dick twitch over every noise that spills from your mouth. 

Reiner indulges in you a bit more, agile fingers pushing in and dragging out. Before you reach the brink of coming undone, he tries to pull free from your walls but you clamp on, feverishly pushing back onto his digits. Good, he thinks. He’s gotten you all riled up. You’re ready for him.

“Y’really thought you could cum so soon?” Reiner scorns with a low, rumbly laugh. You can hardly adjust to the absence of his touch. Your response comes out as a spent whimper, “You’re so mean, Rei.” 

“Just wait a little longer, m’kay?” With that, he’s pulling his fitted white-tee off of his frame and shedding himself of those pesky sweatpants. You turn back with lidded eyes, taking in the view of his sightly body. Reiner’s brawny and toned, muscles impressively firm. His skin’s lightly tanned, contrasting well with the ash blonde shade of his tousled swept-back hair. 

Your gaze unashamedly trails downwards; past his biceps, pecs and stomach until reaching his erection. It obscenely bobs under its own weight. You drink in the sight of him– from that dark blonde happy trail of his, to the way he smacks his dick against his torso. There’s a messy flow of precum that’s made a mess of his dusty-pink tip, dripping down the width of his shaft. 

“Fuck.” you whisper. Despite the amount of times you’ve slept with your boyfriend, you never seem to get used to his size. “You’re staring, baby.” Reiner hints out. He almost sounds cocky, gladdened over having your eyes on him. He pumps himself with a sigh, eyes lowered and head tilting sideways.  “Don’t worry,” he reassures in a smooth tone, resting a hand at the small of your back and using the other to line himself up to your entrance. You feel tingles surge through you. “I’ll fill you up real good.” 

He scoots up to you, closing the proximity between your form and his. Your bodies burn hot against one another. From behind, he slides his cock between your puffy folds, hissing over the drag of your slicked lips. His fat tip catches your clit and you let out a soft moan, steadying yourself on the counter with your forearms. 

“Put it in, Reiner,” you breathe out. His large hand smooths up and down the lining of your spine. He brings a kiss to your right shoulder as a silent reply, positioning himself with your soaked entrance. You jolt once he slots in his cockhead, wallowing in how nicely he stretches you– right before he pulls out. He goes for it again, this time inching in a little bit deeper, just to revert back seconds after.

You crane your neck to face him, glaring him down through your lashes. “Don’t play, Reiner.” He returns a smug expression. “What? You want more?” He slides in and pops back out, watching your face contort with his every move. “More,” you plead. He continues on with his teasing motion, biting at his lip when you clamp over his cockhead. “I need more.” Your voice is too pretty for him to deny you. “Fuck me… please?” He finally gives in, exhaling through his nose.

Your enthusiasm is oh-so endearing. You just can’t wait for him to have his way with you and pound you stupid. “Fine,” he breaks into a smirk, wrapping both arms around your midriff and setting his chin upon your shoulder. His love is smothering you completely; you can feel his chest at your back, arms snug around your waist. His lips graze your ear as he goes on to slowly whisper, “You asked for it.” 

With a fluid thrust forward, he’s fucked himself inside of you, rolling his hips further until he’s buried up to the base. Your eyes roll back with the first stroke, feeling him from every angle. Your cunt massages his throbbing shaft, balls pulsing against your ass. “Fuuuck, baby,” his words drone on, overcome with the sensation of your pussy.

Reiner builds a pattern of easing into you before drawing back out, groaning over the pressure of your velvet smooth walls encasing him. His moves are thorough, fucking into you with an intensity that has you arching off of him. The harsh, wet sound of skin-slapping permeates the kitchen’s vulgar atmosphere.

“Fuck, faster,” you insist, and he complies, lowering his stance in the slightest to find the best angle. He slips into you with an amplified pace, letting out a guttural whine with every slam of his hips. Reiner propels himself and speedily pushes in, your wetness frothing up at the base of his thick cock. “Rei!” he’s got your legs trembling, eyes fluttering shut. 

The way you constrict around him has him pulsing, pushing himself into your wetness with zeal. “Tight as fuck,” his groans ring around your ear and get you clenching over the depth of his voice. You squirm, body jerking forward as you claw at his strong forearms. That only incites him to tighten his hold on you. With an indecent gaze, he peers past your shoulder and views the bounce of your boobs with each impassioned thrust he drills into you.

He’s hard and girthy and brings you closer to the edge. Reiner brings one arm down to toy with your engorged bud, and he relishes in the way you shiver. “Reiner, m’gonna–” you draw out his name between broken moans, clenching along him. The way you pussy flutters around his girth is a tell-all. 

“You gonna cum, hm?” Reiner coos. He gets reckless and picks up speed, rutting his hips and swiping the coarse pads of his fingers across your puffy clit. You cry out for him, emitting the sweetest, most incoherent series of moans from the depths of your throat.

“C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, cum all over my cock.” Reiner urges, spitting nasty words into your ear. He fucks into your needy cunt with a pace severe enough to hit all places that get your toes curling for him. One last rugged thrust is what makes you meet your breaking point. 

“R–Reiner!” with a shaky voice and a gaping pussy, you gush all over his vein-littered cock. “Just fuckin’ look at you, ‘hun,” he chuckles into your neck, spreading vibration across your skin, “You’re making a mess.” Juices leak down your inner thighs and wet his balls. It all looks so vulgar and he loves it.

Reaching your orgasm doesn't get him to let up. You twitch and quiver in his hold. “Just a little more for me, baby.” you can’t muster up a response; drool glosses your plump lips and your thoughts simply flatline.

You’ve reached your high, and it doesn't take long for him to follow suit, growing tense and sensitive. Reiner’s all choked up, plunging harder into your pussy with a rising chest and the sloppiest rhythm. “Shit,” he shudders, bouncing you onto his cock with his remaining vigor. You take him with an over-stimmed pussy, uttering muddled whines. “You feel– fuck– so good around me.” His balls tighten, breath hitched and brows knitting tight. 

Reiner bites at your shoulder and groans into it, releasing a low call of your name. The sway of his hips turns rough and careless as he chases ecstasy. His movements stutter, pelvis winding up tight with his volume growing louder. He pants, cheekbones painted with blush. “M’gonna fill you up,” to you, his gravelly words sound like white noise. 

At long last, he unravels for you, heavy balls releasing his all into your spent hole as he muffles his moans against your shoulder. Reiner empties himself with a groan, warm spurts of his thick cum smeared across your inner walls. He eventually musters the energy to pull free from you, watching with intrigue as his release leaks from your fluttering cunt.

The pair of you spend a still moment basking in serene quiet together, with sheen sweat coating your spent bodies. You climb down from your high while being grounded in his enveloping embrace, hearing his winded puffs of air turn into stable breathing. 

Reiner turns you to face him, allowing you to ease into his body, cheek resting at his chest. You wobble, but he holds on to steady you. He dips his head low until his lips graze yours. “You’re so beautiful,” his murmur is soft. He flits a series of feather light pecks across your face, hands kneading your ass.

You drowsily wrap your arms around the back of his neck, pressing a wearied kiss to his lips. “That was our third fuck this week,” you mention. He lifts a brow. “Well,” he makes a light shrug with his broad shoulders, hands still restive at your butt. “Guess that means I just can’t get enough of you, baby.”

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[wortverlust]

#made this last month #uhm....yeah >_< #can u tell... #I was kinda down that day ^^;; #take care everyone!!! <3 #sfw #levi ackerman #fanart #aot fanart

[animedaddymilkers]

╰⊰✿´ walk out nakey challenge

╰⊰✿´ characters: Erwin Smith, Levi Ackerman, Eren Yeager, Zeke Yeager, Reiner Braun

╰⊰✿´tags: nsfw, smut, gn!reader, implied d/s, petnames: darling, brat, babe, baby, sweetheart

╰⊰✿´ summary: you randomly walk out naked to get your s/o's reaction/attention

💖reblogs > likes💖 the gif is too perfect

Erwin is calm, cool, and collected in almost all aspects of life. He's learned to expect the unexpected, but never in a million years would he have thought that when he looked up from his newspaper after you called his name, that you'd be standing there stark naked as the day you were born.

One of his eyebrows quirk upwards, the faintest hint of a smirk pulling at his lips. "Oh? Darling, it seems you've forgotten something this morning," his voice deepens as he teases you. "Forgotten? Is it our anniversary?" You retort, choosing to play innocent as you saunter over, his eyes locked on you the entire time.

The newspaper is quickly forgotten as Erwin favors inviting you into his lap. He's intent on showing you exactly how much your surprise appearance has affected him.

Levi was mulling about in the kitchen, brewing some afternoon tea, while the chocolate biscuits warmed up in the oven. In his own home, he was relaxed and content, his guard being let down around you and the comfortable environment. So, when you walked into the kitchen with your whole ass (and everything else) out in the open, Levi was not expecting that.

"Jesus fucking Christ! Did you shit through all your pants or something? Why the hell are you naked?!" His gaze diverted and looked at anything but you, though the growing bulge in his pants told you everything that you needed to know. You walked closer to him and cooed, only making his heart rate beat faster. "I wanted to surprise you, dear~" Levi let out a shakey breath when you were standing right in front of him, before he steeled his nerves and glared disapprovingly at you.

"Then I suppose I need to remind you how to act properly in the house. Bend over the counter, brat."

Eren is usually preoccupied playing his video games, grinding out the latest level of the latest game. It's just what came with his job of testing new games out. But every time you asked or called his name, the game was happily ignored. This time was no different, really. You entered the room and called his name.

But when he paused the game and looked over to you, he nearly dropped the controller and his headphones. It led to a string of curses falling from his lips as he scrambled out of his gaming chair to stand awkwardly in the middle of the room. "B-Babe! Wha-What's up, huh? What's up with this?" He gestured to your nakedness and you laughed.

"I got a new game for you to try out, 'Ren. Bet you can win the level in five minutes, even." He listened to your every word, captivated and eyes gleaming before he closed the distance between you two. "Five?! Make it two. I'm trying to get the high score, baby." Eren smirked before he leaned in and started kissing you.

Zeke was the brains of the relationship, not because you weren't smart but because you just didn't want to do it. So, he sat at the dining room table doing the taxes for that year, papers strewn about as he tried not to lose his mind. At the same time, you knew he needed a break and that he would refuse a break if you asked in any typical way. So, you padded your feet into the kitchen, wearing absolutely nothing.

Zeke looked up and then back down to the papers before doing a double take two seconds later. He slid his glasses further up his nose to see the sight before him better. "Oh? Well, hello there, pretty thing." He cooed lowly to you and beckoned you closer.

You slid onto his lap, and his arms circled around you, lips already pressing kisses into your bare skin. A break for your dearest had been successfully pinned down, about a moment before you were then pinned down.

Reiner had just finished weeding the garden beds, insisting on keeping them pristine after you had planted them. His determination warmed your heart, but you knew if you didn't do something, he'd continue to keep working outside in the sweltering heat. You went to the backdoor of your secluded farmhouse, and the sound of the door opening had your husband looking towards you excitedly, like a puppy dog.

The sight had him transfixed, and he accidentally broke the tray he was holding. Reiner was quick to throw it in the trash before jogging up the porch steps to stand in front of you. "You look so amazing, sweetheart. Can I touch you?" You know he only asked because of how dirty he was, but you had to admit, the sweat dripping down his chest only made you hotter. You nodded and stepped closer. "Please, touch me." You didn't have to tell him twice.

#aot #attack on titan #shingeki no kyoujin #smut #x reader #not sfw #🎴{queue jutsu}🎴 #minors dni #zeke yeager #reiner braun #levi ackerman #erwin smith #eren yeager #zeke x reader #reiner x reader #levi x reader #erwin x reader #eren x reader #gamer boyfriend eren

[citiair]

MY BESTFRIEND

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eren yeager (eren jaeger) x back female reader

-> ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE!!!, modern time 21st century, eren got a crush on reader!, headcannons, fluff, biking, kissing?, i love you?, reader and eren like eachother but scared to admit it to one another, armin is a flirt, short story at the end?, mikasa is one of the reader’s best friend, she/her pronouns used for reader and female bodied. SFW (safe for work)

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YOU GUYS ARE BESTFRIENDS,

-> of course you guys are always be together.

-> you guys are bestfriend, eren will always give you his coat if it’s too cold in an area.

-> you guys are bestfriends, you will always give eren a kiss on the cheek before he leaves you for the day.

-> you guys are bestfriends, of course everyone notices that you two like eachother!

-> you guys are bestfriends, armin will always playfully flirt with you to see eren’s face go red!

-> you guys are bestfriends, he will call you innocent pet names like darling, sweetheart, and pretty :)))

-> you guys are bestfriends, you totally almost kissed eachother when you guys were standing in the rain waiting for bus you guys previously missed earlier.

-> you guys are bestfriends, you guys tell eachother you love eachother without totally knowing how much you guys love eachother. more than friends…

-> you guys are bestfriends, you stay over his house all the time to the point you have your own toothbrush over there.

-> you guys are bestfriends, you’ve totally kissed eachother before but never told no one or did it again because you didn’t want to ruin y’all friendship :(.

-> you guys are bestfriends, you ride bike together in the forest to the waterfall.

…

you’re so slow eren! you laughed as you peddle faster on your bike.

he scoffed playfully and match his speed to yours to keep up with you.

you guys cruised through the forest and admire the beautiful nature around. well at least that’s what you thought he was doing.

while you were taking in the scenery he was taking in your beauty.

we are almost there, keep up! you playfully bantered with him and kept peddling.

right behind you sweetheart! he smirked and peddled faster and soon passed you up.

your cheeks became hot as he said that, he started saying things like that a lot you never took it into consideration but it was starting to make you think.

*flash back*

mikasa and bri, your bestfriends sighed.

you know he likes you right? bri inquired.

yes i do. but its an innocent crush. you tried to wave off the accusations.

mikasa looked at you and began speaking. you like eren don’t you, y/n?

you pouted, looked down and nodded your head.

you didn’t want to ruin your friendship with eren. you guys had known eachother since the beginning of high school and now you guys are in your last year of college. you didn’t want to mess anything up cause you didn’t know where life would take you guys after college.

*flash back over*

you quickly snapped out of your transit to eren saying slow down, we are here!

you guys hopped off your bikes and sat on a rock near the waterfall.

you guys found this waterfall when y’all first got to college, when y’all were riding your bikes.

you gazed at the beautiful fall and smiled softly.

y/n, can you look at me? eren spoked softly to where you could only hear him. you turned your head and looked into eachothers eyes.

he took a deep breath and cupped your face with his hands.

i love you. he said hesitantly.

i love you too eren. you said as you smiled.

no you don’t get it, he removed his hands from your face and took your hands into his.

i love you, i wanna be with you for the rest of my life, i want you to be the person i run to for everything good or bad, i want you to be my wife one day, i want you to be the mother of my kids, i love you so much i go crazy thinking there’s other guys that look at you the way i look at you. i go crazy when armin flirts with you even when i know it’s playful. i want you forever. i love you y/n.

he said finally, he finally told you how he felt. truly.

you felt tears coming out of your eyes. you didn’t know what yo say because you knew you always felt this way about too.

i love you so much eren, i want to be with you forever too. i was just scared of ruing our friendship. i don’t care though cause i know i will never lose you. you mean the world to me. you told him and then kissed him passionately as he kissed you back.

you both pulled away and looked at eachother.

he smiled and spoke once again as he pulled you into his arms.

my baby, my everything, my bestfriend.

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a/n: heyyyyyy! i have been gone for so long! i miss y’all! how y’all been? life is a lot right now! but i plan on writng more soon! i wanted to get something out here for my babies i will see y’all soon hope y’all enjoyed!

© citiair, all rights reserved. no copying of my work! inspiration is appreciated but must be credited! work is modified because of the owning I have to it!

#black reader #x black reader #black y/n #black!reader #black yn #poc reader #x black fem reader #eren x black reader #eren x reader #eren aot #eren yeager #eren jaeger #anime x poc!reader #anime x black!reader #aot x poc!reader #aot x black reader #y/n #citiair — chronicles ༄ #sfw blog #sfw

[nickgoesinsane]

please that thing you made with eren's titan form - people are cowards for not writing smut bout fucking the titans fr [ please write somethin i beg of you ] something about pulling his hair or something and making out and humans are just watching down as these two titans are just obviously hot and heavy ESPECIALLY IF THEY KNOW THE SUB TITAN IS EREN PLEASE IT'LL BE FUNNY

(goddam—)

Eren’s piercing green eyes glare into yours through a curtain of brown hair, burning with defiance. You’ve been at a stalemate for the past five minutes, neither of you being able to win this round. You huff in frustration, steam flowing from your nostrils, before you get a particularly raunchy idea. You move closer to him, slowly, and thread your fingers through his hair. Eren watches you, curious. 

You tighten your hand into a fist and wretch his head back, leaning down to drag the flat of your tongue over the sharp curve of his jaw. Eren gasps raggedly, his jaws parting, and one of his hands comes up to curl around your elbow. He doesn’t push you away, watching you as his pupils swallow his irises. You grasp his face with your hand, taking advantage of his open mouth, and purse your lips around his tongue.

Eren lets out a choked groan of surprise, and steam rises steadily from his skin as he flushes. You hum, staring into his wide eyes as you suckle on his tongue. His body shudders, a whine rising in his throat, and his ears lower. Inside the nape of his titan, Eren’s face grows redder and redder, his pants growing tight as blood travels to his cock. You’d mentioned something like this before, but he never thought you’d actually go through with it. He moves closer to try to deepen the impromptu kiss, desperate to taste more of you.

On the ground, Jean clears his throat awkwardly, scratching at his scalp, while Connie gags loudly. It’s not loud enough to be heard by two fifteen meter titans, but it gets his point across. Mikasa covers her face in embarrassment, muttering against her palms. 

“That’s gross.” Sasha comments absentmindedly through a mouthful of rice cake. 

“Why the fuck are you all watching those two tongue wrestle?” Their captain’s disgusted voice cuts through their silent shock, startling them. 

“Oh.” Armin’s face grows hot, and he presses the back of his hand against his mouth as he turns away. “That’s, um…” He stammers helplessly, unable to explain the situation. 

Levi rolls his eyes, “You’re all disgusting.” He says accusingly, shaking his head, then promptly walks back inside the building. Everyone else is quick to follow when they hear the wet slide of your tongues, Eren letting out a muffled groan as your hands grab handfuls of his ass to drag him closer.

#╰┈➤ nick answers ! #i'll definitely write more on this later #aot brainrot #dom reader #top reader #sub character #sub eren yeager #eren yeager x reader #eren yeager #sub aot #sub attack on titan #titan shifter reader #titan reader #n/sfw #n/s/f/w

[dinozarr]

¹⁸⁺ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀my armin obsession is telling me whimpering!armin would willingly sit on your pretty pink desk chair that is facing you with his whole dick on display for you to see. your foot rests along the edge of the seat so he can’t turn away whilst he pumps his base for what felt like hours. and, quite frankly, i could have been hours for all you know. you were reclined on your matching pink mattress sheets along your bed, arms extended backwards to hoist your upper body as you observed his every, and pathetic move. his nicely fitted polo was completely undone with bright red lipstick stains tainting his fair skin, the MAC Ruby Woo shade smudged along your plump lips. his hand worked along the girth of his dick, his callouses rubbing against the bumps of his veins that protruded along his sides. each time he’d bring his hand to the top, his thumb would slide between the slit of his tip, a spiraling chill traveling down his back and causing exasperated moans to fill the room. his eyes were sealed shut with tears trickling down his cheeks, the pleasure far too exhilarating for him to keep his composure. his free hand was firmly grasping and clawing at the arm rest, the man’s body twitching with every second he closed in on his fifth orgasm. you knew the overstimulation was far too much for him to bare, but you also enjoyed watching your pretty little pathetic boyfriend become a heaving mess simply because he knew if he didn’t do as told, he wouldn’t get his awaited surprise. he would’ve gotten it either way but the long run was definitely worth while.

ᶻ z Z ! © TAKST4Z — all rights reserved. mature discretion. please do not plagiarize or steal any of my works or graphics.

#† z.arscribes #† t.hirsties #♱ n!sfw #♱ v!iewer discretion #armin x y/n #armin x you #armin aot #armin smut #armin x reader #armin arlert #armin x fem reader #armin x yn #aot armin #aot x you #aot #aot x reader #aot x y/n #aot fanfiction #aot smut #aot x female reader #aot x poc!reader

[www-tanjiros-soft-dom]

𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆.

[18+] Bertholdt Hoover x GN Reader

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒: N/SFW content, sub Bertholdt, dom reader, handjob, drooling, slight choking, reader’s lowkey pervy, pet names, praises, kind of overstim if you squint, y’all suck at studying, unestablished relationship, Bertholdt is into post-hardcore/punk cuz… fuck you, that’s why.

｡𖦹°‧ 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. 𝐁𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃.

So, Bertholdt. Breathe if you agree.

He’s always wearing some sort of collared shirt — be it a button-up or a polo — paired with a nice pair of slacks. Sometimes, he’ll even throw a nice looking sweater over it, and my, does he look so dapper. Such a handsome man walking around campus, from his perfectly combed hair to his leather dress shoes.

But, he doesn’t always dress up like that. And you found that out after showing up at his dorm for your scheduled weekend study session. When he opened the door, he was not wearing a collared shirt; instead, his torso was clad in a black American Idiot shirt (huh, you didn’t know he was into Greenday), surprisingly baggy for someone his stature, but you had to remind yourself that Bertholdt was just as lanky as he was tall, so finding shirts that fit must be an absolute nightmare for him. Grey sweatpants replaced his usual nice slacks, and holy shit, stop staring at his crotch, (Y/N)!!

Confusion overtook his features (for a second, you were afraid he caught you ogling at how nicely his sweatpants emphasized his package), and he asked if you needed something. Now it was your turn to be confused; did he forget about your study session? It was revealed that, yes, he did forget about your study session, and watching his eyes widen and his ears turn pink was… something else.

“Ah, shi… um… sorry, (Y/N),” he meekly mumbled (wait a minute, did he almost just swear??). “I forgot what day it is…”

You were quick to reassure him that it was okay, and if he was busy with something else, you could totally come back later, or reschedule your session for another day. But he rapidly shook his head and started to reassure you, inviting you in so you could start. This would actually be your first time in his room, so you took the time to admire every inch of it. It was fairly neat, save for the unmade bed, and it seemed as though everything had their place. Button ups ranging from white to navy blue were neatly hung up on clothing hangers. Books were neatly propped up on one side of his desk while notebooks were methodically stacked onto each other on the other. Not too much decoration made it on his walls, but you did take note of the Polaroid picture of him, Reiner, and Annie, along with the Coheed and Cambria poster adjacent to his door (since when did Bertholdt like post-hardcore—?).

“Sorry about the mess. If I didn’t forget, I would’ve cleaned up a bit.”

You wanted to let out a humored scoff; what mess? As far as you could tell, this was the cleanest dorm room you’ve ever seen a college student live in. After telling him that you didn’t mind, the study session commenced, and you couldn’t help but find yourself… distracted. At first, it started rather innocent; just wondering how you never knew Bertholdt’s music tastes, despite knowing each other for quite some time. Then he started saying something to grab your attention, which made you begin to study his face (instead of, you know, studying for your upcoming exam). Huh… did Bertholdt always have such pretty, pale green eyes? You thought they were more of a grey, but now that you took the time to actually look at them, you realized there was a hint of sage in his iris. They really complimented his chestnut hair… that you just now noticed was uncombed, sticking up in ways that just looked so endearing and soft… your hand twitched at the thought of reaching out and stroking it, carding your fingers all the way to the back of his bedhead and—

Woah, woah, woah. Let’s not go there.

So, pushing down those thoughts, you diligently returned to your gaze to your notes as you listened to him continue to speak. But you could only focus on his words for so long before you started to focus on his voice, and while his low notes had a roughness to them, his high notes were softer… breathy, even. It made you wonder just how high he could reach while you wrapped your hands around his—

Ayo. Quit it. You’re supposed to be studying, not thinking about your study partner in such a disgustingly gaudy way. Christ, have you no shame, you scolded yourself. Get a grip!

You managed to tune back into what Bertholdt was actually saying, just in time for him to pose a question on whether or not he should make flash cards. It sounded like a good idea, so you suggested the idea of making them on Quizlet to save time and notecards, which he agreed with, and immediately got to work on his laptop. The room fell into a comfortable silence, only the noises of clicking keys filling your ears. And, of course, your eyes had to wander from your notes to his face again, this time focusing on his lips. They were a bit chapped, yet still managed to look soft, and… oh… he just darted his tongue out to wet them. Now they were slightly glistening with his own spit. Great. How were you supposed to not think about hooking your index finger under his chin, smearing his spit by stroking his bottom lip with your thumb, huh?! What, is it wrong to feel the strong urge to press a finger down on the divot where his lip was cracked, watch as his mouth parted for you to stick your finger into the warm cavity—

I’m going to hell, you mentally groaned.

There was one final attempt to return to your studies; honestly, there was! But your attention was diverted by Bertholdt cursing underneath his breath (yes; Bertholdt Hoover. Cursing. Do you even know this man anymore?!), and your eyes just so happened to flick towards his long, extremely grab-able neck. To quel the sudden restlessness you felt in your hands, your gaze traveled down from his Adam’s apple to the exposed skin of his collar bone… which by no means did you any favors. That damn Green Day shirt was suddenly becoming the bane of your existence, because why the fuck did it have to sit on his body in such a teasing way, pooling around his waste in the valley between his pelvis and his…

And his…

…

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuCK—

“(Y/N)?”

And now every distraction comes to bite you in the ass, because of course Bertholdt’s soft voice called out to you as his green eyes were trained on your face, dark eyebrows quirked worriedly under his soft, tousled hair while his lips were stretched into a frown (god, if you didn’t know any better, you’d think he was pouting at you). With his head turned to face you, you could definitively see the strain of his neck muscles, his Green Day shirt shifting to reveal more olive skin underneath… and… his…

“… U-uhm… (Y/N)…?”

Your eyes snapped back to his, but you were too entranced by them to even muster a response. Those beautiful sage green eyes… framed perfectly by long dark lashes… they were practically beckoning your hand to find purchase on one of his flushed cheeks…

It was an innocent little gesture. Just lovingly cradling the side of his face in your hand, giving him ample time for him to pull away before you actually made contact with his warm skin. Worst case scenario, he asks what you were doing, and you could make up some bullshit excuse while you die a little inside, and this whole 30 second interaction could be forgotten with time, never to be brought up again.

That’s when he leaned into your touch.

And… uh… things sort of spiraled from there.

You don’t exactly remember how you started from point A and ended up here at point B. But all that matters is that you had him sitting in the space between your thighs, back against your front, and long, muscular legs spread so far apart, you couldn’t help but be amazed. While his hands gripped onto your thighs like they were his only lifeline, yours were multitasking between exploring his toned chest and giving steady strokes to his cock. Somehow, the end of his Green Day shirt ended up caught between his teeth (did you tell him to do that? Did he do that on his own? You couldn’t remember), barely doing much to muffle his high-pitched whines that you could only describe as adorable and hot. Grey sweatpants and plaid boxers were rolled down to his mid thigh in order for you to access his painfully red dick better.

The hand on his chest found one of his pretty pink nipples, causing a shudder to wreck through Bertholdt’s body as you circled the bud with your fingers. Then, after giving it an experimental tug, something mixed between a gasp and a moan left Bertholdt’s saliva-slicked lips, his back arching forwards. “Hhnrngh—!! Mm… (Y/N),” he managed to get out with a mouth full of fabric.

“I’m here, baby,” you softly cooed, continuing to play with his hardened nub in order to elicit more delicious sounds from him. “You’re being such a sweet thing for me… such a good boy!”

His cock jumped in your hand as beads of precum dribbled down from his slit. “Mmh—!! Ahh!! G-good boy f’you, (Y/N)!! Oh— (Y/N)! (Y-Y/N)! (Y/N)—!!” With every chant of your name, his voice seemed to rise an octave. You could hear it beginning to crack around the edges, cute little sobs and hiccups mixing with heavy breaths, and— oh, Christ, was he crying? “Nrhh… w’nna b… b’guh—ahh—!!”

Your mouth found the side of his neck, teeth sinking into one of the purple splotches you previously sucked into his skin. This received a broken keen from the giant, his hips bucking up desperately into your hand, and you couldn’t stop the adoring chuckle from escaping your chest. “Oh, my baby boy, you’re already so, so good.” With a skillful flick of your wrist, Bertholdt’s mouth fell open with the prettiest moan you’ve ever heard, shirt falling from his mouth while his head fell backwards to expose more of your little bite marks and hickies that littered his throat. “Yeah, that’s it,” you soothed, trailing your hand upwards from his nipple to the base of his neck. “Just like that, baby. Let me hear you, okay?”

“Oh— oh, fuck, please!!” One of his giant hands shot up to yours. Before you could even process it, he was applying pressure to your hand and indirectly squeezing his own throat. “Fuh… fuck— pleaseplease, (Y/N)!!”

You couldn’t ignore the way your heart jumped in your chest. Was he actually begging for you to choke him? No, he couldn’t be… that’s too good to be true… unless? “Hm? You like this?”

After applying the slightest pressure — just enough so he would know what you meant, but not enough to freak him out — a chorus of, “pl-please! Pleasepleaseplease—” fell from his lips. You slowly being to squeeze tighter and tighter until he let out a choked noise, followed by his breathless, “thah.. thank… thanky’h!! Hng!!”

With a high pitched cry as your only warning, his leaking cock spurt out white ropes, coating your hand and his torso in his hot release. Tiny sobs poured from his lips as you continued to stroke him through his sudden orgasm. You didn’t stop until he had to pathetically paw at your hand and gasp out, “hah… s’too much!! Too much!! Please!!” So, almost reluctantly, you released his cock from your grasp, his body slumping into yours as soon as you did. His tired pants filled the room, and you started to worry that you went a bit overboard.

“Hey,” you whispered, kissing the tip of his ear and reveling in the way he shivered. “How do you feel?”

“Hn… ‘mazing,” was his soft reply. Your sturdy grip was long gone from his neck (since y’know, it be a shame if you accidentally murdered him while jerking him off), which allowed you to see the bruises you left behind. Whoops. Hopefully, his shirt collars go high enough to hide that.

Getting him to lay down on the bed, you could finally admire the fruits of your labor. Drool dribbled down his chin, mingling with the tears of pleasure that leaked from his hooded and unfocused eyes. His face was a beautiful shade of red as sweat caused his hair to stick to his forehead. And… yikes… you should probably offer to wash his shirt for him, shouldn’t you? Tugging at its hem, you managed to slip it off of his body (with his help, of course. Even while totally fucked out, Bertholdt is a good boy), and then use its sleeve to wipe his face of sweat, drool, and tears before throwing it onto the floor. You could deal with that later; right now, a soft cuddle session was in order.

So, yeah. Moral of the story, you learned that Bertholdt doesn’t always dress up… among other things.

#n/sfw #bertholdt hoover x reader #sub bertholdt hoover #dom reader #aot smut #bertholdt hoover smut #vlad smutula

[so-many-fandoms-here]

(English isn’t my first language so feel free to correct any mistakes you notice.)

• Characters: Levi Ackerman, fem!Reader

• Genre: fluff

• Warnings: mentions of death

Sfw-Alphabet

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Affection: (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Levi isn’t really into pda. He will show you affection throughout the day by checking on you, making sure you ate and drank enough, bringing you tea and brushes your hand or your back when you two coincidentally meet during the day.

Behind closed doors Levi often seems cold too but he most certainly isn’t. He will kiss you, hug you, whatever you please.

Beauty: (What do they find especially attractive about you)

You as a whole. The way you manage to go through the day with all the pain and misery around you. You are the most attractive woman in the world in his eyes but beyond that you have a heart made of gold.

Comfort: (How do they comfort you? How do you comfort them)

Levi knows that words of affirmation don’t mean anything so he won’t even try. But he will hold you, listen and tell you that it’s okay and that he’s here.

Dreams: (How do they imagine their future with you)

He wants to settle down with you, buy a nice house and wants kids with you. A classical, „boring“ life almost everyone wants.

Ending: (How would they break up with you)

Quick and cold.

Fight: (How are they during an argument)

He is so stubborn, it‘s a pain in the ass. Even if he knows he is in the wrong he needs a little bit of time to admit it to himself. But a fight between you two never goes on for long. Neither of you two want to spend your time with stupid fights when you can die at literally any moment.

Gentle: (How gentle are they? physically and emotionally)

Levi may seem cold and rough but he tries his best to be as gentle as possible with you. It’s hard sometimes since he isn’t used to gentleness due to his past but he will do his best to learn.

Hugs: (Do they like hugs? What are their hugs like?)

He loves hugs as long as their in private. He holds you tight and it seems like he doesn’t want to let go of you ever again.

I love you: (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It took a while. These three words are really powerful and saying it out loud, for the world to hear scared him. Everyone he loved was taken away from him so he thought as long he doesn’t say it he would be safe. Maybe he could tell himself he never loved you in the first place if you died, to ease the pain. But he realized that he doesn’t want to act like he didn’t loved you. He would regret it if you died without hearing from him how much he loves you.

Jealousy: (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He always denies it but can’t help but to feel the fear of you finding someone better. He thinks it’s stupid and that there are so many different, so many deadly things to be afraid of. But this feeling is still there. He don’t want to lose you in any way.

Kisses: (Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Loves to kiss you everywhere. Your sweet lips that talk him trough his panic attacks, your hands and fingers than introduced him to gentleness, your shoulder that are willing to stem his pain too, nothing will be left out.

He loves it when you kiss his face and head. It’s rather intimate to him because he had to bring up a lot of trust to let anyone this close to his face. Now he loves the warm feeling that runs through him whenever you kiss him.

Little ones: (How are they around children?)

He is a bit awkward around them at first but warms up rather quickly. He doesn’t even need to try, kids just like him. Also he likes that kids are so straight up forward.

Levi would be a wonderful father for your children. Strict but in a loving way. The moment he finds out you’re pregnant he‘s so protective over his child. He’s always so proud at every little achievement and new thing your kid learns and every time he looks at the little stinker his heart could explode with love and joy.

Marriage: (Do they want to marry?)

At first Levi thought marriage is unnecessary and never felt the desire to marry one day. He never felt the desire to be in a relationship too, until he net you. Marrying you was something else. Imagining you walking down the aisle in a beautiful white dress, sharing the same last name and letting the world know that you to are meant for each other, even have it legally written down made him happy.

Nicknames: (How do they call you)

Dear, Love. Mostly your name though.

Open: (When would they start revealing things about themselves)

It takes some time for him to open up but over the time he will tell you everything.

Patience: (How easily angered are they)

He can get pissed off rather quickly but is never really angry at you. Will roll his eyes with a „Tch“ and call you a brat but that’s all.

Quizzes: (How much would they remember about you)

He plays it down but knows every little detail about you.

Romantic: (Are they romantic)

Levi sucks at romance and has absolutely no feeling for it. He develops a small sense for it over time but he still is far away from romantic. But who could blame him for that in the world he grew up in?

Security: (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Levi would rot out humanity with his very own hands if it means saving you. He trusts you skills as a soldier but is always ready to do anything to protect you.

Try: (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Another thing he tries to play down but he will think about every gift and every surprise for at least one day, because he wants it to be perfect. Everyone around can see how mich effort he puts in the relationship by the tiny things he does for you during the day. Bringing you tea, making time to check on you, etc.

Ugly: (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

His stubbornness for sure. He can be a pain in the ass sometimes.

Vanity: (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He makes sure to be clean and to look neat on a daily basis.

Whole: (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Absolutely. You showed him things he never want to miss again. You’re the most important person in his life and he knows that you will leave behind one of the biggest hole in his heart.

Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Absolutely loves it when you wear higheels.

Yuck: (What are some things they wouldn’t like)

Playing hard to get, trying to make him jealous or to provoke him in any way. Ain’t got time for this bullshit.

Zzz…: (Some of their sleeping habits)

Laying besides you and listening to your steady breath and your heartbeat helps him to calm down and makes it easier for him to find some rest.

#fanfiction #x reader #Attack On Titan #shingeki no kyoujin #aot #snk #Levi Ackerman #attack on titan levi ackerman #levi ackerman attack on titan #levi ackerman x reader #fluff #levi ackerman fluff #Alphabet #Sfw #sfw alphabet #shingeki no kyoujin x reader #shingeki no kyoujin levi

[pennylanewrites]

thinking about boyf!reiner

a/n: i’ve been writing this for FIVE days. five days for half a page. fuck me. also, nsfw. minors dni.

new reiner piece // aot masterlist

reiner wants you sitting on his lap at all times. watching a movie, sitting on the beach, just hanging around the house. he has to have his arms around you and his chin resting on your shoulder, but it always leads to a painful hard-on. the only exception he has is around other people, because he’s not sure if he can contain himself from ripping your clothes off right then and there.

it’s game night at yours and reiner’s apartment, and you are beyond bored. lain on the couch, you watched as your boyfriend lost more and more money to porco. you walked up to the table and leaned against reiner’s broad shoulders, bringing your hands over his chest.

“royal flush.” reiner threw his cards on the wooden surface, earning groans from the rest as they tossed their money at him.

“maybe you should stay here, y/n.” zeke chuckled, the smoke blowing from his mouth obscuring your view. “that’s his first win.”

“guess i’m your lucky charm.” you leaned forward to leave a kiss on reiner’s cheek, smiling against it.

it was zeke’s move and he always took his time deciding, making everyone around the table agitated. you guessed it was his tactic.

you headed for the kitchen, getting the whiskey bottle to refill your boyfriend’s drink. after you did, you pushed his torso back and sat on his extended leg. out of habit, he wrapped his big arm around your stomach, bringing you flush to his chest.

you shuffled on reiner’s lap until you settled against his confined cock. his hands tightening around your waist made you squirm, earning a low grunt against your ear.

“i know what you’re doing.” he whispered.

“i’m supporting my boyfriend.” you turned to smile innocently at him, pressing your ass against his cock until you felt it respond.

“i’ll fuck you right on this table if you don’t stop.” his cheeks were turning red and his knuckles white as he gripped your hips.

you didn’t stop.

your back arched off the wooden surface, the plastic casino chips stabbing into your bare skin as reiner fucked into you roughly.

“rei, slower!” you whined, struggling to take his girthy cock. he leaned down, caging you between his muscly arms.

“you wanted to play games in front of my friends, didn’t you?” he pushed your head to the side, biting the soft skin of your neck. “embarrassing me.” his words were accentuated with rough thrusts, pushing you further against the table.

“i’m sorry!” you cried out. you looked down to where your bodies met, the imprint of his cockhead rhythmic against your stomach like a heartbeat. “reiner, please.” you whined, another orgasm escaping you, painting his cock white. he pulled out, eyes growing wide at the creamy ring around the base of his shaft.

“just like that, baby.” his voice strained, and he lifted your body up. you wrapped your legs and arms around his torso, and he settled his hands under your thighs, lifting you off the table. the veins on his arms flashed under the low light as he bounced you on his cock.

“rei rei,” you whined, a tear escaping your eye. your moans filled the empty apartment, and reiner had to slap a hand against your mouth.

“you asked for this, didn’t you?” you nodded frantically. “so take it.”

#aot x reader #aot smut #attack on titan x reader #aot x reader smut #attack on titan smut #reiner braun x reader #reiner braun x reader smut #reiner x reader smut #reiner x reader #reiner smut #reiner braun smut #not sfw #shingeki no kyojin x reader #shingeki no kyojin smut #snk smut #snk x reader smut

[stopisa]

can’t stop thinking about eren having the bitchiest attitude when he’s out in public but the complete opposite when in private. like when you two hang out with friends he’ll just have a sour face, barely speaking except for when you say something, you can see his expression soften a bit. always with an arm around your shoulder or a hand on your thigh to show the smallest bit of affection. however, when you two get home this man is a puppy, so needy for all of your attention. “baby pleeeease come sit with me” “i’m gonna start crying if you don’t come take a shower with me” “why won’t you let me help make dinner, i promise the food won’t catch on fire this time” he’ll whine until you break, eren just wants to be around you 24/7.

#☆.blurb #this is loosely based on my irl bf #fluff #aot #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #snk #eren jaeger #aot x reader #attack on titan x reader #eren x reader #eren yaeger x reader #eren yaeger #sfw #reader insert #x reader #self insert

[chrollohearttags]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 + 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐒 • 𝐏𝐓 𝟐.

a thread of videos and visuals of the pairings on this page that we all know and love. (ft. producer armin, personal trainer onyakonpon (hey @privateparty3, thank you for this bae!), nail tech mikasa, musician eren, professor levi, basketball player connie, etc)

part one

content warning: nsfw things and stuff, black fem reader, (please don’t open this in public and use some headphones 😭) face sitting, backshots, fingering, anal, spit play, choking, lots of dirty talk, squirting, and a bunch of other shit. It’s literal p!rn)

professor!levi always did admire your work ethic in his biology course…and your beauty as well. Hence why he was happy to give you extra credit when your grades slipped.

fashion designer jean needed someone to model his new upcoming line. He figured you to be the perfect person. You just didn’t expect things to turn out this way when he asked to take your measurements.

tech!ceo zeke is many things but never a slacker in bed. He knew all the things to keep his business rival coming back for more. Especially when he asks you try something different.

personal trainer! onyakonpon always reminds you how important it is to stretch before working out. He’ll make sure to instill it in your brain after this.

influencer (y/n) loves playing music on set of your shoots and your newest obsession happens to be a song your husband eren produced. He walks in on you showing your appreciation for it.

rapper connie loved his night of fun with influencer (y/n) and musician eren so much that they decided to make it a frequent thing.

producer armin knows how to create stars if nothing else. He has the perfect plan to help you and your friend get out of the stripclub and get famous.

basketball player! connie always flies you into town to chill after his games. Needless to say, he gets a little wild during all star weekend and a huge win.

musician eren was always working so hard to keep his girl in the latest fashion and take you on vacations. So you’d send him a preview of how you planned to repay him when he came home.

nail tech! mikasa was a true girl’s girl..inviting you and all your lady friends over for a late night swim. She’s very pleased with this little party.

#aot x black reader #black fem reader #cherry’s fics 🍒 #black reader #black reader smut #n/sfw #black fanfiction #eren x black fem!reader #musician x influencer au #eren x black reader smut #jean kirschtein x black reader #jean smut #aot smut #black fanfic writer #levi smut #levi ackerman x black reader #connie imagine #connie springer x black reader #connie springer headcanons #aot imagines #aot headcanons #mikasa smut #mikasa attack on titan #zeke jaeger headcanons #zeke jaeger x black fem reader #onyakonpon headcanons #onyakonpon x black reader #armin headcanons #armin x black reader smut #armin x black reader

[chiquititaosita]

thoughts on hange w a partner who has a mexican family? LIKE I KNOOOWWWW THEY’D BE FUCKING UP THE FOOD AND LEARNING HOW TO PRESS LAS TORTILLAS BRO

Hange Zoe with a Latina (Mexicana) S/o

synopsis; hange zoe dating a latina girl good luck.

contents: fluff, sfw, hispanic culture and slang, hange is given gender neutral pronouns, insults are sometimes used as love languages.

osita note HI BABY LOVE!!! Omg I got you!!! I’m a mexicana! So this is right up my ally. I already know how most of this will go 😘🩷🌮 @backwzzds @honeybleed @euphofic @noawithlove @yourrfavzxri @loonadaworld @blkcupid @abbyslev @hangesonlyfanss @hangespublicist @mommypieck @theemrsjaeger @cottonconnielvr @killxio @hqkalon @yourrfavzxri @kenruu @chrollohearttags @roronoaswifey @sanjisblackasswife @jujuyii @hangeslovers-world @lusts1ck

- be prepared for their funeral. no seriously someone prepare hange for their funeral

-hange is very overwhelmed at first meeting your family and they have every right to be scared.

- immediately loves when you yell at them Spanish. Or someone else. They’re gonna be like. “Yeah I love her.”

- they’re gonna say something that they didn’t even know that they embarrassed themselves on accident since they’re funny unintentionally that’s what made you fall in love with them in the first place. like. “wait what did i say?”

-“you said you’re pregnant, not embarrassed.” hange just bursted out laughing with you

- will burn their hand on the comal (the flat stove) when flipping tortillas. “FUCK!”

- uses a spatula “y/n I need my hands!! I got lab work to do!!” They’re gonna try and make up excuses

- loves tamales and eats the corn husk on accident. “Wait we’re not supposed eat the wrapper??”

-Once you show them they actually eat them by unwrapping the corn husk like a present then they start loving the tamales.

- loves your families cooking. Abuela is going to force feed them. “please corazon por favor come un poco mas” (please have some more food.)

-everyone will stare at hange to see what they’re going to. “Abuela they’re going to get sick if they over eat-“ y/n is gonna try and come and save the days.

-“como que over eat!? Ellos eres un flaquitos, por que yo tiendo un vaporub y ibuprofen.” (Meaning what do you mean over eat!? They’re so skinny that’s why I have vaporub and ibuprofen)

-they’re gonna have left overs in those containers, like lunches. And come home with so many of them.

- ALWAYS HELPING IN THE KITCHEN!! LIKE A GOOD IN LAW!!

-All of the tias and tios are going to make fun of hange, challenge them to a drinking match.

- once you tell your family about Hange being a scientist, your family automatically thinks they’re a doctor like a hospital doctor bitch no the fuck they ain’t. 💀

-like one of your cousins asked. “Hange, you’re a doctor right?”

-Hange literally looked at You and said. “It’s my title but whats up?”

-“see mi hija y/n has a novie and they have a doctorates degree.”

- dancing with hange to cumbias it’s so cute! they’re learning but if y’all are dancing, they’re gonna be grabbing your hips gently and letting your head rest on their chest or shoulder depending on your height.

-caresses your hips when dancing because I say so, and always tries to be a bit mischievous when it comes to you, you’re their La Niña Rosa.

- loved the mariachi bands whenever they play anywhere. THEY GIVE THEM TIPS ALWAYS!!! SO SWEET OF THEM!!

-This fucker starts to help your dad build fucking houses, and working around with him. Just so that your dad will approve of hange.

- Hanges fucking up the food FOR SURE FOR SURE!! DEFINITELY

-the kids love hange fs.

-when drunk on modelos they’re overly affectionate with you. You just can’t help it but love that

-“Baby calm down i gotta do my hair!!” You’re screeching and they’re grabbing your titties like who doesn’t love your titties i’ll wait . Hange doesn’t give a fuck if you got tetas or not. They act like a little kid sometimes

-is always down to eat your cooking. Even the food in deep Mexico, when they go to visit your family with you.

-They’re so precious. They even made friends with a street dog!! EVEN THOUGH THEY WERENt supposed to!! because them perros are crazy

#. ositas asks ♡ #.⁺ 𓂋 𓈒 ♡ aot #. ⁺ 𓂋 𓈒 ♡ ositas aot master list #⁺ 𓂋 𓈒 ♡ hange zoe #⁺ 𓂋 𓈒 ♡ osita’s hange zoe #hange zoe #snk hanji #hange zoe x y/n #hange zoe x latina! reader #hange x you #sfw

[postwarlevi]

Attack on Titan collab for writers and artists alike

My first collab. Yay! Be gentle. And thank you to @firefly-graphics for these amazing dividers!

Autumn is just around the corner. A drop in temperature, cozy blankets, leaves falling, less daylight, fall festivals, apple cider, pumpkin pie... love?

If it's autumn themed, step right up!

Guidelines:

🍂 Strictly Attack on Titan, strictly SFW only. Slightly suggestable okay, very slightly. (if you're unsure, better to be safe!) Modern, canon, whatever!

🎃 Open to any pairing, character ships, character x reader, or just a group of characters enjoying autumn. No restrictions.

🍎 This is open to all sorts of creations. Writers with stories, HCs, shorter drabbles (let's say maybe at least 200 words?) Artists with fanart or mood boards, etc.

☕ Any autumn activity is welcome, and including holidays within fall (Halloween, etc). You can even throw in things you can do anytime (drive in movie, etc) as long is it clearly takes place in autumn (mentions of weather, decorations, etc)

How to join + Rules:

--To join please first send me an ask or a message so I can add your name to the masterlist below. Also let me know what you might plan (HC, mood board, etc) and what characters are included once you have the idea.

-- Anyone is welcome to join as this is a SFW collab. But respect contributors rules on their pages!

-- You may join multiple times and no need to stick to the same pairing (unless you want to).

-- When you're ready, tag me in your post @postwarlevi so I can enjoy and add the piece to the masterlist and also please include the tag of #harvestmoonaotcollab

-- Start posting September 1st. Soft deadline of December 1st 2023 (a little after is perfectly fine!)

-- and of course if you like the idea, want to join, and want others to, reblogs are appreciated :)

Masterlist:

My contribution: unassigned male character x reader fic

@levi-supreme - Levi x fem!reader fic

@flametrashira - Levi x gender neutral reader fic

@m-jelly - dad/sheriff Levi fic

@arlerts-angel - Armin x gender neutral reader fic

@svftackerman - Levi x fem!reader fic

@la-undercover-latina - Hange, Levi, cadets fic

@romantichomicide95 - Levi x fem!reader fic

@happybird16 - Levi x reader fic

@levis-squishy-cheeks - vet/trio fanart

@robynhoodss - Levi x gender neutral reader fic

@roseofdarknessblog - character x fem!reader fic

@necessaryvictoriangargoyle - Reiner x Bertholdt

@yakaaamoz - Levi x reader fic f. Zeke

@mootheskinnycowsblog - Levi x fem reader fic

@humanitys-strongest-bamf - postwar Levi x reader

@darkstarlight82 - Levi x reader short fic

@chaotic-on-main - Levi x reader short + moodboard

@youre-ackermine - Levi x Hange fic

#attack on titan #aot #aot collab #attack on titan collab #anime collab #art collab #writing collab #sfw #under a harvest moon #snk #shingeki no kyojin #Harvestmoonaotcollab