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st4rb3rr13s · 8 months

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Munch

☆ Eren being goofy per usual

Prolly not gonna post for a bit after this Ngl 😭😭

You were doing a wig install on Eren because you wanted practice. Music blasted through your apartment, Eren sitting on the uncomfortable chair. He thought it was comfortable when you two bought it, but it’s been 3 hours he’d been sitting on this chair. He looked at you, seeing you were watching a video on your phone.

Suddenly munch starts playing. You honestly forgot you put it on your playlist. You put random songs you listen to months even years before because you liked them. Liked, meaning past tense. You played the song too damn much for your own sake, listening to it on the bus, while cooking, putting makeup on, chores, going on a walk, pretty much all the time.

You sighed about to change it when you see Eren shaking his head, hand movements on point, and rapping every lyric. You watched as your boyfriend rapped Munch, like he wasn’t one himself. You skipped the song, rolling yours eyes.

“I was in the middle of a show, first of all.” Eren scoffed. You looked up from your phone before walking over to him. He hummed, giving you a questionable look. Your hand gave his head a playful hit. “You just mad I’m able wear this wig better than you. Lace front where?”

“Bitch? The only reason you can’t see your lace is because of me, and I’m about to take it off of you.” You sighed. His eyes widened.

“Wait.” He shouted.

For the next 20 minutes you watched as your boyfriend acted like you posting a new wig installment, music blasting as ur lip singed to the artist. He’s so aggy 😭😭

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bleubrri · 2 years

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۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ ˑ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs — ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ ᴏɴ ᴛɪᴛᴀɴ

ft levi, zeke, hange, jean, eren

contains- black!fem!reader, fluff, slight family-centred angst (jean), nonbinary hange (they/them pronouns used)

༄ؘ LEVI ACKERMAN

loves when you burn incense

when you first started dating, he wondered how your room always smelt so good. it was a different smell to your perfume, but he couldn’t quite place it . and he was too nervous stubborn to ask.

it was only when he saw you organising the little draw in your nightstand that he rested his chin on your shoulder and peered over you in curiosity. you laughed through your nose at his refusal to ask when he was clearly intrigued. “incense.” you told him, leaning your head against his and producing a stick, “you burn it. comes in different flavours.” his lips quirk up and an amused tch slips past them, “scents.” he corrects, “they come in different scents.” you roll your eyes and flick a lighter on, holding the stick to the flame, “oh so now someone’s an expert.” he watches you purse your lips and blow out the flame, smoke dancing round the room and filling his senses with a familiar comfort.

when you move in together, your little collection of incense sticks and holders, lighters and matches is the first thing to be unpacked. when you’re both finally settled, the last remaining cardboard boxes nestled in the corner of your new shared bedroom, levi slides a black box tied with a satin ribbon over to you. you frown and open your mouth, ready to protest that you didn’t get him anything, but he cuts you off, rolling his eyes and telling you to “quit being a brat and just open it.” you slide off the ribbon and peek inside the box to find every scent that your favourite brand sells. he snakes his arms around your waist and pulls you close, “so we can find our favourite flavours, together” he smiles, pressing his lips to yours.

༄ؘ ZEKE JAEGER

loves that your knowledge compliments his

Zeke is aware that he is academically intelligent. he also knows that he has zero street smarts and could definitely improve upon his common sense. you’ve told him, this is how he knows. he now has a little notebook where he jots down your pearls of wisdom. *cough dork cough*

it started as little pieces of advice. you’d be cuddled together on his bed watching a murder docu when you’d pipe up, “you know you should dry your knitwear flat or you’ll ruin them babe.” he blinks and looks up at his sweaters and cardigans hanging from the laundry rack. “uh, yeah i should.. yeah.” he follows up by asking you the best temperature and spin cycle to wash them on.

he’s pulled out of his stupor as he feels you firmly tug on his hand. you’re frowning as you both walk past the commotion occurring at the end of the dim alley on your way home. once you’re a good distance away you turn to him and hiss “why would you stop?!” he stutters and tries to rationalise, “i don’t know! i was just.. curious i suppose.” “…” “…” “next time you hear arguing in an alleyway at 11pm.. keep it moving. understood?” “yes ma’am.” he replies sheepishly.

he loves sundays- it’s farmers market day. you’re grabbing your matching tote bags and keys, heading to the door. you’ve got the routine nailed by now- he spends the morning accounting for your weekly budget while you make a list of the necessities. “okay and remember,” you start, “i don’t buy anything until you can haggle with the stall owner.” he continues, “and i make sure i count my change and don’t overspend.” you finish. “ready?” he asks, opening the door for you to step out first. “set!” you smile as he locks the door and slides his hand into yours. “go team.” he laughs, pecking your forehead and beginning the usual walk to the marketplace.

༄ؘ HANGE ZOE

loves ‘assisting’ you on wash day

it’s mostly just them lingering in the doorway and observing you. or taking note of all the ingredients in your hairmasks and leave in conditioners.

“so what’s your hair type again?” they ask for the fourth time, their glasses still foggy from the showers steam. you sigh inwardly and use a towel to wipe their lenses. “i love you, but you know you don’t have to sit here the whole time right? i’ve still got a while to go.” they pout and put down the detangler they’re examining. “it’s just.. fascinating really. the work you put into maintaining it. i wanna know how you get it so perfect everytime!” your heart swells at their endearment and you hold up the first product in your routine. “okay, step one.”

you hear your name being called before the front door even closes and hange is bursting into the living room. their hands are full with bags branded with the hairstores logo. “hange.. i asked you to get me a bonnet. one. singular.” you say in bewilderment, rummaging through new products and accessories and hair tools. “i know i know i got carried away but that place is amazing!” they gush, “you have to take me back there next time you go!” their eyes are wide and sparkling as you chuckle, wrapping your hands round their neck. “we’re gonna have to go back anyway, love,” you say as your noses brush, “you forgot the bonnet.”

༄ؘ JEAN KIRSTEIN

loves when you cook home food

Jeans vegetarian, aspiring to be vegan like you are. he adores watching your eyes light up when he compliments your cooking skills.

he was with you when you cut off your immediate family. he knew it was hard for you, knew you missed certain aspects of the family dynamic. he’d heard you mention that you missed your cultural foods and that you were determined to make them on your own now. the pot on the stove is bubbling at a simmer and the apartment is shrouded in a hearty, comforting aroma of spices. he’s leaning against the counter as you bring a wooden spoon loaded with a sample of the dish to his lips. his eyebrows lift and he hums in bliss as he savours the taste. “wow. it’s great baby. like.. incredible actually. wow.” he repeats. your shoulders slump in relief and you thank him before turning to plate everything up.

after he’s washed the dishes, he brings a plate of strawberries over to the couch where you pull back the blanket for him to settle next to you. you’re browsing through your recent shows and biting into the fruit when he cups your jaw and turns you to face him. he runs his thumb over your bottom lip, shining from the juice of the strawberry. “thank you. for sharing such a big part of yourself with me. i’m proud of you, you know.” you give him a watery smile as tears wet your lashline and you bury yourself in his neck. he runs his fingertips along your spine as you both whisper i love yous to eachother, knowing you’re not alone.

༄ؘ EREN JAEGER

loves helping you with your braids

he’s a sucker for your protective styles; his favourites are your regular knotless braids and the butterfly locs you sport on vacations.

eren is actually very helpful when it comes to your hair, and he claims he enjoys it so you have no qualms letting him help you. you binge a film series (this time it’s star wars) as you both work to take out your most recent box braids. you’re about to start empire strikes back when you turn to him and ask, “need a break?” he puts down his comb and huffs at you “again? we’re almost done!” “erennn,” you whine, “we’re not almost do- how have you finished more than me? ugh my fingers are cramping like crazy.”

you’ve given him free reign with the accessories this time and are not disappointed. he hands you the handheld mirror and you turn your head this way and that, admiring his handiwork; your braids are decorated with silver coils framing your face, gold cuffs at different lengths, the occasional ring placed sporadically and a little ‘E’ charm sitting by your right temple. he’s mixed both silver and gold but somehow it just works. he’s smiling smugly as you continue looking at yourself. “well well well mr jaeger, we just might make a stylist of you yet.” he leans in to ghost his lips over yours and whispers, “you couldn’t afford me, baby.” he’s snickering and dodging your attempt at grabbing his own dark locks, dramatically clutching his imaginary pearls. “i believe a thank you is in order!”

a/n: self indulgence! at every turn! anyways..

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rumisgf · 2 months

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backshots with eren are absolutely lethal. like, just imagine.

your head is completely buried into the pillow. eren has your back arched real good for him, one hand on your back to keep it that way. you huff out a moan which each of his thrusts, your slick painting his cock and slowly dripping down your thighs as he’s working your third orgasm. you lean yourself forward in an attempt to give yourself mercy, only for him pull you back all the way on his dick. any time you raise a hand to push him back or brace yourself, he slams it back down and tightens his grip on you. it’s all so dirty.

“fuck ren- i can’t- fuckkk…”

“uh uh, stop running. take this dick.”

he takes a hand and slaps your ass, adding to his collection of red/dark purple marks he’s created. you can barely hold yourself up and as bad as you wanna tap out, he just feels so good.

“s-so good…’s too much.”

and he wouldn’t stop anyway, the lewd sounds of your cunt squelching with every thrust and the view of your ass moving back against him is sending him to heaven. not only that, he knows you love this almost as much as he does.

“throw that ass back. yeah, just like that. my good little girl.”

no matter how rough he was you did what you were told and you took him so well, you really are such a good girl for him. your ass was slamming against him as you took every inch of him, you slurring your words and moaning out for him like a prayer.

“s-so wet..y’ make me so wet..”

and oh, he knows. no matter how much you joke around or are too embarrassed to admit it, eren goes to sleep at night knowing no one could ever have you screaming like this, only he knows how to have you soaked in a matter of seconds.

#aot smut #aot x black reader #aot #aot x reader #eren yeager #eren yeager x reader #eren yeager x black reader #eren jeager x reader #eren jaeger #eren jeager #eren smut #mikasa ackerman #connie springer #jean kirstein #armin arlert

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petwifed · 3 months

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all good fics come from broke college girls or bad bitches who are 30+

#txt post #text #text post #cod x reader #aot x black reader #running my mouth🎀#jjk x reader #jjk x you #mha x reader #bnha x reader

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smut-slut69 · 3 months

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“Come on princess, tell me what you want” he spoke, his velvety voice making you clench around his still fingers.

You managed to let out a desperate moan, hips trying to buck down onto his thick digits.

You yelped at the slap he gave straight to your clit, “Uh, uh, good girls listen right” he mused, letting his hand soothe over your clit in smooth circles as an apology for the slap.

“Mhmm”you hum, a choked sob leaving your lips as his slow circles sent harsh sparks of pleasure through your sensitive limbs.

The hand around your neck tightened when he heard your response , “you know better,” he scolded. “Use your damn words”

“M’sorry” you spoke, tears slipping down your cheek when he slapped your pussy again. “You love pissing me off, is that how you apologize to me?”

“I'm sorry daddy, I'll listen like a good girl, I promise”you whimpered.

Your words made him grin and his circles on your clit fastened. “There we go baby, now do what I ask and tell me what you want from me”

The words were on the tip of your tongue, the plea for his big fat cock threatening to spill out of you just like your juices were spilling out onto your boyfriend's pants. At your silence he landed a set of repeated slaps on your crying cunt while his other hand kept it’s tight grip on your neck .You didn’t mean to cum, you swore you didn’t. But you couldn’t help the way you squirted, legs quaking and eyes rolling back in your head when the pleasure grew to be too much.

Your boyfriend frowned as he watched you pathetically cum all over him.“Now you’re cumming without permission” he rolled his eyes.

“What the hell am I gonna do with you”

-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-

Eren,Geto,Toji,Gojo,Uzui,Chishiya,Obanai,Miguel

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pzonnie · 4 months

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take it

“fuckk-k! no… shit!” you sob tryna push connie’s thick hands away from holding your thighs up to your ears.

“pushin me away wont make this shit better ma, take it.” he was right, you knew damn well connie was way stronger than you. only thing you could do was take it

you feel like your aching everywhere, you should’ve just kept your mouth shut though. you always had to get the last word. connie had it today.

“con… baby pleasee im sorry…. fuck im so fuckin- mmmmph!” you sholll wasn’t apologizin when you was telling connie ‘bout himself though… he chuckles at your pleads, he dont give a damn. “look at me mama… c’mon open yo eyes, look at me.” he dont break eye contact, his dick drilling into each stroke make you feel like you was on cloud 9

you look at him tears uncontrollably pouring down your cheeks. your hands reach to his chest trying so hard to slow him down. he reaches down and start kissing you deeply not stoping. his tounge goes down your throat as he captures all your moans.

“you doing so good f’me taking this dick baby, you like this? hm?” you don’t answer, hell you cant answer he knows you can’t. “youn hear me talking to you?” he starts getting sloppy, he’s about to cum but he wants you to finish first (he aint no bitch)

“i can-t please daddy fuck dont… ughhhhh dont fucking stopp.” connie love hearing you, sumn about how sweet your moans flow through his ears, it only turns him on more. “c’mon … shittt mama make a mess for me.” your eyes roll back and you mouth hangs open. you hands reach for connie, he grabs abs both your hands and puts them above your head

“cum baby.” he whispers in your neck.

moans finally spill from your pretty lips as you release, you cant feel not a damn thing but connie’s seed spilling into you. body trembling as he pulls out. connie looks down and watches you and his cum pour out of you “fuck you so pretty.”

without a word he licks up the mess and snickers ass you try and run away from it. “ma dont run…”

“gimme one more”

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im on my bs

this my first post ntm

-pzz💋

#connie springer #connie x black y/n #connie smut #aot smut #connie x black reader #pzz zone

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cottonconnielvr · 3 months

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eren loves thunderstorms.

he loves the way the electricity crackling in the sky turns into background noise as he places himself so deeply inside you. you feel full, as always. eren’s head lays next to yours on the cold fluffy pillow, his body fitting perfectly on top of yours. his weight only made your head go even dizzier. your plush thighs welcome eren’s shamelessly slim waist, your mixed arousal making a mess on your thighs. the sound of eren’s deep thrusts is so lewd, his tip kissing your cervix so perfectly. eren’s warm body shields you from the loud thunder outside, the sound of rain brutal against the windows. “you’re so messy…” eren lifts himself from the crook of your neck, his hands rubbing up and down your thighs before pushing them further back to your chest. your breath hitches at the new angle. eren’s change in pace having you drooling over the pillows, he’s stroking you so slowly and so deep your thighs begin to shake. “r-ren” you cry out, your hands gripping the sheets. with every thrust goes the last of your brain cells. eren watches where the two of you connect, his dick snug inside of you. everytime he thrusts back in your slick oozes out.

“ you’re so nasty…creaming all over me” eren lets out a breathy whine, coming down to connect his lips to yours. you don’t have a chance to process his movements before his thrusts speed up, one of his hands coming up to your throat.

whimpers and moans fell from your mouth as eren sucked your tongue, his fingers squeezing the sides of your throat. you could feel your stomach tightening, your pussy clenching around eren over n over. “shit you gonna kill me” eren whispers to himself, your warm sticky insides clamping around him so tightly. his forehead rests on yours, his eyes looking into yours. you can’t help but look away, he knows how uneasy eye contact makes you feel.

“ren m’gonna-” you sob out, tears flooding down your cheeks as the pleasure stimulates you so well. “hm? what you wanna say?” eren teases, fingers gliding over your sensitive clit in smooth circles.

“ i-i can’t” you shudder, hands pushing at eren’s abdomen. “yes you can, sweet girl” eren places a kiss on your forehead, pushing your hands out the way. “it’s okay, just cum m’here” he pushes down on your lower stomach. as if it was destiny, the final crash of thunder for the night hit you as hard as your orgasm, toes curling and eyes rolling back. eren hisses, your pussy clenching so tight around him. “gonna make me cum, pretty” he whines lowly, his grinding into you to prolong your orgasm for as long as possible. you sniffle, coming down slowly in a dreamy haze. you could sleep so good right now.

eren lifts your thigh up, pushing it back even further to bury himself as deep as he could inside you. you gasp aloud in shock, overstimulation hitting you hard as he rocks into you so good. “ren n-no” you squeal, hands desperate to hold onto something. “m’almost there” eren sighs out, his thighs shaking from pleasure. broken moans and whimpers leave your teary eyed form, only getting more sensitive with each thrust.

“ ahh - s..shit… look at me” your eyes lock with eren’s, he looks so good this way. before you can warn eren, your arousal squirts out of you, wetting eren’s lower body. eren stiffens, pumping rope after rope so deeply into you. you both lay bare and limp, chests heaving as you both come down from it all. you can only focus on the rain hitting the ground outside.

….but yeah eren loves thunderstorms!

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s3lfinvolvedh3athen · 8 months

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DEEP-THROATING THEM FOR THE FIRST TIME MDNI! (18+) characters- armin

other characters warnings: sexual themes, oral sex (male receiving), head pushing, hair pulling, cursing/vulgar language, bodily fluids, smut?

armin- immediately wants you to ruin his life. This man is in no way a virgin but the way your mouth alone reduces him to nothing but a pile of cum and tears? Yeah, you're something different. (a man that would undoubtedly die for nyash)

If you asked Armin to give you a play-by-play of what happened. He'd describe it as an experience akin to a spiritual awakening. Which is just a little dramatic but insanely flattering. It wasn't a spiritual awakening per se. No, not at all, it was raw. It was filthy. It was intense. It was too much. He was a mess. Lying on the bed with his sweat-drenched hair clinging to his forehead and you between his legs looking at him in likeness to worship. Evidence of his previous orgasms painting his pelvis and your hands. "Awh, come on baby. Just one more and I promise we can take a break. " You spoke while jerking him off slowly, trying to coax another orgasm out of him. His affirmative whines spur you on further as you take him into your mouth, bobbing your head and caressing his thighs while taking him deeper and deeper into your mouth with each rise and fall of your head. Yeah, okay. Maybe you were overdoing it just a little bit. But in your defence, he always looked so pretty like this. Chanting your name, begging for more while trying to move away from you. God, it was addicting. He was addicting. You knew he was close when his dick pulsed in your mouth, his thighs shaking under your gentle touch and his words slurred breathily. "Please look at me pr- princess. Wanna see th-at pretty face when I cum. Please please please." Looking up and meeting his tear-stricken face, you took him as deep as you could. Then, you went deeper, taking him whole. With a shocked gasp and satisfied moan, he came down your throat. Shutting his eyes at the feeling of you. Coming up for air, you looked at his still body. Moving up towards his face, you lightly tapped his cheek, waiting for a response of some kind. "Oh my fucking God did I kill him?" "No babe, I'm very much alive" his chuckles and satisfied smile allow you to release the breath you didn't even realise you were holding. "I love you so much. Fuck, you're amazing, now come here and hold me," Complying with his words, you lay next to him. Helping his tired body make its way into your arms. "Babe i can't lie, you need a shower." "Shhh, don't ruin this moment with words" "Nigga did you just shush me?" "Nah, you're hearing things"

Kissing your teeth, you tried to get up and head to the bathroom (He needs that shower bad). But he wouldn't let you leave. This man put his full body weight on you knowing damn well he weighs more than 2 bags of cement. Leaving you with no choice but to savour the moment with a very sticky boyfriend on top of you.

No escape, you're locked in 4L.

No idea how to feel about this but I hope the Armin girlies vibe with it.

@st4rb3rr13s yk i had to tag my wife so she doesn't miss out.

#aot x reader #s3lfinvolvedh3athen #armin x reader #aot armin #armin arlert #armin x black!reader #armin x black reader #aot x black! reader #aot x black reader

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trans4mers4ever · 5 months

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Imma start making these when I’m in my “refusing to update my fics b/c of anxiety” moods

#black fanfiction #eren x black reader #eren jaeger x black reader #aot connie #eren aot #jean aot #aot x black! reader #aot x black reader #socmed au #aot socmed au #smau #chefs cookins #black reader #eren x black yn #eren x y/n

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st4rb3rr13s · 7 months

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Musician!Eren headcanons

Just some headcanons, should be no warnings

Since this is getting more popular I thought y’all would like me to do a second one<33

Musician!Eren only puts out his albums or singles on his favorite number(3). What I mean is, like if he’s putting out a song in October it would HAVE to be October 3rd, 13th, 23rd, 30th, or 31st. If it’s not, he’d be actually pissed. (He thinks it’s good luck.)

Musician!Eren would listen to Wave to earth, Beyoncé, Usher, A-Boogie, Meek Mill, Bruno Mars, Eminem, Biggie, Tupac, and Jay-Z. So he likes making RNB or rap. But when he was younger he def was into rock tho. He has posters, t-shirts, and merch of his old favorite bands. He probably met one of his idols when he was younger too. (Father Grisha has connections.)

Musician!Eren and Grisha’s relationship went rocky when Eren didn’t want to go to college and wanted to pursue his music career. Grisha was NOT happy about it because Eren was for one spending GRISHA’S money on his passion and it seemed like it wasn’t going anywhere. Grisha and Eren defiantly had multiple arguments about his career before it sky rocked.

Musician!Eren’s first hit was an overnight sensation. Like before maybe a couple thousands listened to it and was many people’s favorite underground artist, but when he made a song talking about his love PEOPLE WENT CRAZYY!! Like Snooze or Hrs and Hrs, people played it like that.

Musician!Eren would be the most chill person anyone could’ve met in the industry. Everyone loved him, as he was one of the most realest but nonchalant people. He could keep a conversation but he was never blatantly rude or disrespectful to anyone. So when you two met, you were drawn to his chill nature.

Musician!Eren’s first beef with Jean wasn’t anything he really cared about. He didn’t care until Jean started to talk shit about you honestly. He wanted to talk all this shit while his fiancé, Mikasa, and you were best friend. You didn’t care, knowing he wanted clout but Eren cared. And he made his first of many diss tracks, getting more attention.

Musician!Eren would get cancel for the shit he said in the past, like someone came for a song he made when he was much younger and he asked him about their dead relatives. People went after him, but did he care? No, he didn’t even address it. He honestly replied to it with “New Single out tomorrow.” LIKE WHAT?? (But profit ig.)

Musician!Eren’s first scandal would be him dating Mikasa (obviously fake.) They’d see the pair hanging out together more often, Mikasa giggling while Eren was telling a joke. People would question them, and they’d end it saying they were friends. (They were co-stars for AOT, but no one knew until the trailer came out.)

Musician!Eren and you came out on the red carpet, matching, while his hand was on your waist, omg. EVERYONE WOULD GO CRAZY !! So many pictures, paparazzi trying to talk to you two, asking when did this start. Everything. The two of you look at each other, laugh, answer, then walk away. (Too in love 😭)

Musician!Eren would definitely feature you in one of his songs. He would want you to be in at least one, and it had to be a love song. Either you acting in it or singing or even both, he didn’t care. Just needed you to work with him once.

Musician!Eren who definitely donates some of his money because he doesn’t know what he’d use all of it on?? He gives some to his family and spoils you?? What the hell is he going to do with an extra 1 mil?? Better to donate it, because he can gain that 1 million in a day if he really needed it.

Musician!Eren who was caught smoking weed. People tried to cancel him again, and he didn’t care. He addressed this time though, with a video of him smoking o’s while high. He didn’t really care about anyone’s opinion about what he does, unless it’s you.

Musician!Eren who went in disguise to buy you a bag. You complained about not being able to buy it online since it was sold out, but in store it wasnt. (His cover was shit and people found out easily(too many paparazzi, he asked for them to ship the bag to your house.))

Musician!Eren who got in trouble with his mom when he made a song about getting bitches. His mom KNEW he was in a relationship with you, and Mama Carla knew how it felt. She cussed him out then when she saw him next pinched his ear before forcing him to apologize to you. (Definitely doesn’t like her son being a player.)

Musician!Eren who is always a trending topic, and everyone always in his business. He went to get ice cream? Eren loves chocolate ice cream. Went to buy some new shirts? Eren can’t stop spending his money. Like leave him alone 😭😭

Musician!Eren on your anniversary definitely planned a nice vacation to the place you’ve been talking about going to, planning activities, everything. Surprises you too because he acts like he forgot. (He never forgets anything.)

Hope you like<33

@s3lfinvolvedh3athen

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bleubrri · 2 years

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pervert!armin pt2

contains- dubcon, nsfw, afab reader, f!receiving oral + vaginal sex

[mature content]

pervert!armin who you’re absolutely infatuated with. who is so alarmingly attentive, you feel as though you don’t deserve him. who always seems to know what you need before you yourself do. he greets you at your doorstep with breakfast from the cafe in his hands and a heartstopping smile on his face every morning. you don’t think you’ll ever get tired of the image of his cheeks dusted pink and his adorably sheepish expression. you link your hands together and place a chaste kiss on the corner of his mouth, only for him to get even more flustered. you chuckle and begin walking to campus, sipping on your iced drink and smiling to yourself. you could see yourself loving him. you’ve foolishly allowed your mind to wander to the possibilities of a future with your perfect little boyfriend, and you’ve know him all but a few months. it’s almost embarrassing; you’ve fallen hard and fast and all at once. but any doubts of your unrequited affection evaporate into the crisp air of early spring when you look up to see him staring at you, and you know he feels the same.

pervert!armin who you were so so wrong about. it’s your own fault really, judging a book by its cover. but with his general air of nervousness you never would have guessed it. armin is devestating in bed. it was spur of the moment really- you both got caught in the rain after your afternoon study date turned into a late night coffee date, which turned into him having you sat on the bathroom counter in your apartment, tongue deep in your cunt. you really had just invited him in to dry off and warm him up, running a towel through his dripping locks and brushing rainwater from his long eyelashes as you stared at him with half lidded eyes. huh okay maybe you did have ulterior motives.

pervert!armin who, nevertheless, seems extremely eager to please. he laps at your slick folds teasingly and drinks in every moan and whimper that escapes you. his lithe fingers ghost across your pulsing clit, desperate for attention- his attention- and he groans into your heat as you beg him to give him what you need, gripping his still damp hair as he shoves his heated tongue past your entrance and eats you out like it’s his last fucking meal. you vaguely remember your first two orgasms- your body convulsing as you gushed around his fingers and tongue- vaguely remember clinging to him as he carries you to your bedroom, never stopping his dizzying movements on your clit. you only seem to swim out of the mist fogging the edges of your mind as he pants above you, groaning that he needs you, before your ankles are thrown over his shoulders and he’s sliding into you.

pervert!armin who’s pace has you seeing colours you didn’t even know fucking existed, the delicate curve of his length allowing for his fevered tip to brush your cervix and that perfect spot with every calculated thrust. you’re sucking pretty crimson bruises onto his neck as he mumbles praises into your ear that have you squeezing him in a vice grip, milking him of everything he has to give. the new sensation of heat shooting up inside of you sends you over the edge once more, before you both collapse into each others arms.

pervert!armin who, once your breathing softly evens out, can’t resist the urge to take a few pictures to add to his growing collection. the way you look curled up at his side with just your panties and the covers around your legs is just mouthwatering. he’s irrevocably in love with you, he knows that now. he hates every second that you’re apart, so he needs some.. material to help ease his loneliness.

pervert!armin who you confide in a week later about your ex, porco. who’s blood boils and jaw clenches at the tales of your relationship- how he pressured you into things you just weren’t ready for. perhaps it’s simply the thought of you being with anyone but him that has him plotting in the sanctuary of his mind. the sound of you gently calling his name and bringing your hand to his cheek shakes him from his stupor. he leans into your touch and kisses your palm, promising to never treat you like that. that he won’t be able to hurt you anymore.

and pervert!armin who doesn’t give it much thought before pulling you into his lap and kissing your hairline, confessing his feelings with complete confidence. your head snaps up to him and you’re met with nothing but seriousness within his expression. you smile and tuck his hair behind his ears that are tinged pink.

“i love you too, armin.” <3

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chrollohearttags · 5 months

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the baby trapper | armin artlert

armin wants to make sure you don’t ever leave him. Even if he has to resort to desperate measures

content + themes: porn w/ a little plot, toxic armin making his triumphant return, baby trapping (new to writing this so forgive me if it doesn’t sound right), slight yandere vibes (?) missionary, rough sex, daddy kink, breeding (dk what it is with this man and breeding 😫), unprotected sex, he’s so terrible but he’s so sexy

wc: 1.7K

📝: trying to get my steam back a little and I also couldn’t stop thinking about @levisbaldheadedwh0re and his five baby mamas 😭😭 I’d like to think this is how his ass got them.

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you’d told yourself no..you’d said it time and again that you were done. That this would be the very last time you’d see him..that he didn’t deserve you. All of which were false except the latter. Because somewhere in the back of your consciousness, you knew…you knew it’d always be this way. A tumultuous, repetitive cycle of breaking up and making up even harder. Telling him you hated his guts only got him to be in yours hours later; saying how sorry he was and you’d always forgive him without pause. But this time, he couldn’t be certain…the risk of you actually following through on your promise was far too great. You made it abundantly clear that if he didn’t get his shit together, you were breaking up with him. And to take things a step further, you were moving out of this city and leaving his ass behind entirely. The prospect of you moving onto bigger and better things..new job that paid amicably, an apartment on a nicer side of town than where you currently were and of course, a better man. You had every intention of doing so too. That was until…

“Keep fucking me!…just like that. Right there..”

“Right there, baby? That’s your spot, ain’t it?..squeezing me so fucking tight—“

until you made the rather ignorant choice to make one last visit to the toxic, selfish man known as Armin Artlert. Giving your final plea of sorts; hoping that he’d beg your forgiveness and vow to be a better boyfriend. Because although he wasn’t the best fit for you in the slightest, there was still some semblance of love there. A part of you cared so deeply and didn’t want to let him go. But the truth was, that was pure, unadulterated lust! The connection you felt for him was nothing more than an attachment to his sex..the way he fucked you was incomprobable. Hadn’t met a man who could make you feel the way he did physically. Despite causing you pain in every other area..regardless, you looked past it once he got you out of your clothes and on his mattress, practically breaking the bed frame trying to put you through it.

“Arminnn!….oh my gosh..”

coiling both your wrists and ankles into his grasp, he’d keep you in place, pounding into that core with consistent strokes. Each one going deeper and deeper..drumming out loud whimpers and arousal all the same. A sheath of your juices were leaking onto the sheets, along with staining his cock. He didn’t care..he desired more. Almost as if he were addicted to it. You were already overstimulated; afraid that you couldn’t take another orgasm. All of this came only after he had eaten your pussy to the point of tears. Yet, here he was..determined to get more than his fill. Those blonde locks plastered to his forehead due to the pouring sweat trickling down his body. He always got this way when he was inside of you. The only time he’d give you his all; completely devoted to ensuring that you received the ultimate pleasures. Trembling and shaking, (y/n) gazed into those icy colored eyes, each of which were teeming with lust for you as he finally faltered his speed a little. Those arms..each toned and laced with detailed tattoos stood at your side like that of pillars. “Yes, baby? Something on your mind?”

at the moment, it was completely blank. Your brain dumbed and fucked out by his unrelenting resolve. Not to prove he would treat you right but to ensure that you didn’t go elsewhere. That even if you decided to get in that car tomorrow, drive miles away and never look back, he’d be forever imprinted in your memory..

“I-I can’t..no more, baby. Please…oh my gosh.”

however, that wasn’t the only way that Armin was planning to leave his mark on you. Because little did you know, he had devised a plan to ensure that the two of you would be bound for a lifetime. Whether you wanted to do so or not..

“No more? Oh, sweetheart..I know you can give me so much more than that..” his voice mirroring that of a very nefarious villain. Even patting your cheek and sliding a thumb between your lips for a small semblance of comfort. You looked so cute and utterly pathetic. So much so the sight made him twitch whilst buried to your hilt. That swollen cock head pressing directly against the entrance of your womb. He hadn’t been entirely honest when he invited you over for what he called “one last talk.”..hell, he had no intentions at all of sitting down and discussing the state of your relationship, what he could do to resolve it or how to be a better man. His one and true objective was to get you pregnant! He wanted you to be with his child, so that no matter where you strayed, you’d be reminded of him. He’d constantly tell you how he wanted you to have his baby and that you’d look so pretty carrying it. But you couldn’t in good faith raise a child with someone as irresponsible as Armin! His employment was constantly fleeting, he lacked all the skills required to care for another human being and you didn’t want that risk. But you truly had no choice..no choice but to lie there and take every inch of him as your beautiful brown eyes rolled to the back of your skull. As that appendage left an imprint in the pit of your belly, kissing the inner corner of that cervix. Your legs flailing midair and your toes curling to the max. He wanted to keep you like this forever..admire and treasure his most precious possession..

“I mean..I bet if I do this..” suddenly, you’d feel that swelling tension in your loins deepening when he rubbed your clit with his free thumb. “No wait!—“ “..you’ll come so hard, I won’t even be able to stay inside of you.” His voice is so condescending but soothing in a way. He gave you sweet nothings with the most sour of intentions. Knowing that he wasn’t going to allow you to leave here tonight without every last drop of his seed in your womb. Until he saw the lines on that test indicating a positive result. He needed it..he needed you so fucking badly!

“So that’s why I want you to take it…take all this fucking dick, sweetheart. You’re such a good girl..the only one who can get all of my nut. So do it..take it just like you did the other ones.”

it was then that those vigorous thrusts would resume. Even harder than before and he didn’t care that he had now freed your hands and you were utilizing them as a means to slow him down. He’d merely put them right back where they started. “If you can’t keep your hands to yourself, beautiful. I guess I’ll just have to hold them again.” Meanwhile, he’d release another maniacal laugh and shove his tongue between your lips; swirling it around your own until you were whimpering into his mouth. He had maximized his speed and was rutting those hips until you felt him to the hilt. That tight cunt made even more constricted by his previous loads that had been sloshing around. Throbbing and leaking as he thrashed you around. His thick girth and long length fill every sector of you. He had full dominion over this body and wasn’t letting go!

“Are you gonna do as I asked, baby? You’ll do whatever I want, right?..”

“Y-yes, daddy! Fuck meeee..”

“And you’re not going any fucking where, isn’t that right?..”

“No…oh my gosh, just don’t stop.”

your answer seemed to satisfy his ego well enough and that was all he needed to persist. Smirking down and rewarding you with another kiss, Armin gently stroked the side of your face before leaning back up.

“That’s right, baby. Get used to calling me daddy..because I want to get you pregnant. Fill that pretty pussy up..you ready?” You’d vehemently nod with tears in your eyes. Begging for him to do so..to make you his forever. With only a couple more strokes, he’d take an inch or so out and for his final thrusts, slow down.. “..c’mon, beg me. Lemme hear you say that shit. Tell me you want my babies..tell me you want me to get you pregnant.” Leaving you no option than to do so and truth be told…

“Come in me, daddy! Please..give it to me..”

“There we go…now hold still..”

you wouldn’t want it any other way! Finally, he’d come to a halt and you’d feel that earlier throbbing increased tenfold. All that mounting tension of being between those tight walls had finally caught up and he couldn't hold or pull out. “Ah—haaa..shit, coming!”

pulling you into his chest, Armin would empty every last remnant of his cum into your womb, filling your stomach with every ounce, joining the other two that had followed before. You were stuffed to the brim; overflowing with the warm, white substance by the time he finished. Those strings of silky fluid didn’t come without a chorus of empty ‘I love you’s’ and tearful cries. He made you linger on every word. Hold on to hope that he meant what he spoke. But even if there wasn’t a hint of truth in his statement..

“Thank you, sweetheart…for letting me fill you up..look at that. Gonna look so pretty with my baby..I love you.”

it was too late. You were already trapped inside of his web!

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merakidoll · 11 months

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what if he let’s you ride his abs in the morning?

your naked body shook from the cool air. he layed below you with only his shirt off, his nipples were hard, the jewelry glistening from the morning sun light. “you like it baby doll?”

whining, you rutted your hips harder pushing your pussy more into his six pack. the build up wetness that made a mess on him aloud you to move easier, his hands moved around your body, skimming through your handles, to your gut squeezing it, he flexed his body making your clit go sensitive

“ohgod!” throwing your head back your bonnet fell off landing on the white comforter, nails dinging into the sides of his chest. “you got this mama” his thumbs circles your nipples pushing on them “so close hm?”

“i - i can’t” “you can, now!” his words got aggressive setting you off the edge, your juices dripping out of your hole making a puddle on him that dropped off onto the sheets.

eren, armin, onyankopon, gojo, choso

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backwzzds · 5 months

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ೃ⁀➷ spoil you, plug!eren

eren hated when you spent your own money, but you don’t listen.

thinking about the way plug!eren would take you on his drops with him. you were so quiet and in your own world, he never minded the fact that you had your freshly white painted toes resting against the dash of his mercedes AMG coupe. the entire car was blacked out with expensive ceramic tints, protecting you both from your usual…late night activities.

your glasses rested on the cute bridge of your nose as your left leg was sat in eren’s lap while your right rested against the dashboard. eren was lucky that he fucked with most of his customers heavy…you two had been waiting for the dude to meet y’all for nearly thirty minutes now, and had it been someone else, eren would have sped away long time ago.

eren comfortingly rubbed your baby soft feet in the grasp of his tattooed hand, one with beautiful realism art of your own eye. with a turn of his head, he could see you practically nose deep in the bright screen of your phone illuminating through the car. “you growing bored mama?” his voice is concerned. “ian think we was gonna be waiting this long on dude…my bad baby.”

you hadn’t said much since you’d gotten in the car, just wanting to hurry and add all of your things to your shopping cart on the skims website. “nah, ‘m just…trying…to do somethin’ real quick,” you bite your lip as you tap away on your phone. you were trying to add as many things to your cart before it was gone. “before this shit sell out.”

eren being the nosy boy he is leans against your shoulder to see what you were doing. but the moment he’d seen you type in numbers that belonged to what he knew as your own debit card, he kissed his teeth in annoyance. “man how many times i gotta tell you to stop using your card to go shopping bae?” you roll your eyes at his words. “i’m serious, you got all three of my cards on ya phone for a reason. fuck is you typing in your info for?”

don’t get him wrong, eren loved the fact that you were independent and knew how to handle money almost perfectly now that you were in your twenties. but being together with you for so long, he continued to step up with his provider capabilities by always taking care of you. whether it was paying your bills, rent—everything in between.

but of course it was a struggle when ms. i can do it all by myself meets mr. i know you can but let me do it for you

“because i’m spending like 600 dollars,” you point out to his previous question with an obvious scoff. “i’m not asking you for that.” eren mirrors your actions and rolls his eyes again.

eren looks at you as if you’re insane and suffered memory loss for the past four years you’ve been together. “babe…i make that shit in one night. actually—fuck a night—i make that shit in two hours!”

it wasn’t like he was lying either, with the way that eren was one of the only trusted plugs in town, it was very easy that he’d bring at least a band a night on a consistent basis. selling for almost six years was finally paying off.

you two hardly ever fought, but if you did, it was always about money. eren knew how long you’ve had to do things on your own physically and financially. you couldn’t go to your mom for help, you didn’t have a dad to beg, so it was all on you since you’d been 16. but now that he had eren, he’d just wish you’d let him take the burden of money of your shoulders and take care of you the way you take care of him.

after a few minutes, your boyfriend holds his hand out. you give him crazy eyes, but eventually follow orders by putting your phone in his hand. “don’t know how many times i gotta tell yo stubborn ass, forreal,” he grunted. “‘s never a problem spoiling my baby. you don’t ever ask me for nothing. let me feel useful and get you stuff, mama.”

with a sigh, you nod your head, like you always did. there was no way eren was gonna take no for an answer when it came to spoiling his wife.

in response, eren uses his free hand to delete your information and instead place the correct numbers—the information to his amex black card. all the money he has, he sits and does nothing with it, so why not buy you all the things you’ve never had before?

when you hear the chime of your phone confirming your order, eren hands you the phone back and goes to look out his dark window.

with your acrylics, you grab eren by the neck and slowly turn him back to face you. “thanks papa,” you gave him genuine eyes.

eren leans forward and pecks your lips. with a serious face, he pecks you one more time before wrapping his tatted fingers around your neck erotically. with a look in your eyes he tells you, “always tell me what you want, no matter how much, mama. you know daddy gonna get that shit for you one way or another, regardless.”

#lora’s fics! ೄྀ࿐#plug!eren x reader #plug!eren #plug!eren x black reader #plug eren x black reader #plug eren x reader #plug eren #plug eren smut #eren jaeger x black reader #eren jaeger x reader #eren jaeger smut #plug!eren smut #aot x black reader #eren jaeger x chubby reader #eren x black reader #eren x chubby reader #aot x chubby reader

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