#crackling with possiblity

[zukoisneverhappy]

ahhh i love the smell of shippers brain rot at 1 in the morning

#zutara #dramione #bamon #bamon shippers club #red crackle #marichat #everlark #im making the post as general as possible #so i can reblog it whenever i have a different ship brain rot #specifically the bamon brain rot this morning #i cant stop thinking about them #i miss bamon :(( #literally have watched at least 1 bamon edit everyday for a week and a half #read and re read a bunch of fics #its bad lol #they’re my everything #bamon brain rot #brain rot #zutara brain rot #dramione brain rot #red crakle brain rot #marichat brain rot #everlark brainrot

[tastycitrus]

dc vs vampires is getting a sequel...

Cass at the end of DC vs Vampires: Phew, I survived! *DC vs Vampires World War V gets announced* Cass: AHH!

#cassandra cain #dc vs vampires #i guess. #who's ready for cass to get her arm snap crackle popped and vanish from the narrative a second time!! #previously i made a joke to myself about how cass survived both dceased and dc vs vampires #but now she is at risk again in dc vs vampires... #well. there's the possibility they just kinda forget she's around i guess.

[keeps-ache]

hehe. crackling

#just me hi #hey do your ears crackle and get kind of uncomfortable when people yell lol #sometimes regular loud noises do it but not really #it started happening like a year or so ago and blahh hfh #and then like a chill goes down from my ears to the back of my neck ? it's weird man #do i probably know why that is? yea lmao. do i wanna speculate anyway? Yes it's fun ehehehehegh :33 #the fairies dropped some dust on my bed during one visit and now it makes my ears itchy on the inside i guess #the ocean is whispering but reception is poor #old tissue paper from some birthday some years ago is still hangin around #tv static lives in my head and goes for walks sometimes :) #the characters stored inside are opening their packages #Thought Blender 3000 (Guaranteed Blending (Max Puree)) has been invoked #my neurons are playing musical chairs #brain is doin a little jig #the possibilities... Endless......... #//anywhoooo i have GOT to write #not because i have to but because i Need to. you understand #so i'm going to see which part of the universe will decide No. Not Now when i start hbvfhs :3 #let's seee #ofc i'm going to reblog a handful of things beforehand though. it's just the way things are done lol :33 #toooooodles :>>

[itsahotminuteinbetween]

so apparently hummingbirds sound like really quiet mopeds up close

#random #no context #went out to get some vitamin D cuz I don’t go outside enough #And this lil guy approaches me #And it sounds like a crackling electricity line #Its a great noise i encourage all of you to hear it if possible #Anyways

[deus-ex-mona]

it’s ✨okay✨, right~?

#s o rry rant incoming im just. re a l l y crabby after working for 8.5 consecutive hours with no proper break okie~? </3 #ayEEEEEEEEEEEEEE THE ADMINS AT MY WORKPLACE CAN GO K I C K R O C K S #their time management is somehow worse than mine and i suck balls at it?????? SJCFJFFHDHHD I THOUGHT Y’ALL WERE BETTER AT YOUR JOBS MANSSSSS #the!!!!! admins!!!!!! sent in over a hundred samples without any info sheets and stuff so the morning shift literally couldn’t get started!! #doing the morning shift’s part of the job was. annoying. to say the least. especially when said work could’ve actually been done (ʘ‿ʘ) #dammit workplace admins you had one job </3 #and n o it’s not to send in the sample info sheet things at the same time as the pm shift’s reporting time </3 #and as if that weren’t enough.. the!!!! admin!!!! refused to go home in the evening?????? and sent in like 80 samples at like 8.30pm?????? #and that’s not counting the samples that were yeeted in at 5pm </3 truly sadge #and o f c o u r s e we haaaaaaaad to be short-staffed today lmfao. the two workstations life compels me to lay down on the floor and c r y . #but bc i’m just ✨too great✨ at my job you see (lies) i finished my stuff way too early and had to do other extra tests too s o b s #and that included a test that i don’t fully know how to do (sadge) #well. at least that test involved the use of a microscope. thank you past me for attaining magic skills with microscope zooming and stuff #seriously. thank you past me. i can almost forgive you for choosing to enter the f r e a k i n g ✨s c i e n c e✨ industry of all things #but hmmmmmmm im amazed that i actually managed to finish everything across those two stations. am i too good at my job or ✨w h a t✨ (lies) #but man. m a n. none of this even gets into my secret beef with the data entry admin. #she can’t spell for her life. it s e r i o u s l y grinds my gears whenever i see her spell the word ‘content’ as ‘contant’. #but no. her spelling got on a w h o l e new level of questionable when she spelled the word ‘crackle’ as… ‘cracker’. like??? how???????? #and she told me to ask the senior analysts if it was possible to retrieve the results for a test that we’d write the results for ✨by hand✨ #from some kind of system????? like i was just so!!!!! baffled!!!! that she couldn’t understand that there was no system to check???? #though. hm. i guess saying that i have ✨secret✨ beef with that admin would be an understatement. i think none of the others like her either #but! i do have secret beef with the janitor bc he alwayyys magically appears behind me whenever i’m doing something important/holding acids #well! at least we don’t cross paths when i’m working the pm shift. the janitor dude was spared from my presence for the week lmao #hfhfhfhhfhfhfhffffffff well. m. i’m sorry if you read all that. i’ll be more normal tomorrow i swear!!!! (blatant lies) #i feel like tling something ✨t o x i c✨ to match how im feeling thoughhh… hm. maybe the p a r a s ite chapter from the d*27m annequin anth…? #been thinking about that song lately ngl.. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. #oh wellssssss at least i can try to enjoy what’s left of my long weekend lmaooo goodnighttttt #inedible blubbering

[bunnymedley]

UMMMM OK MAYBE I WONT PLAY THIS GAME

#i turned all the graphics settings down as low as possible and everything #and then took my earphones out after playing 1 round and my laptop seemed to be making some really horrific noises #like this fucking crackling sound as if it were about to actually blow up #and the fans were so loud #holy shit i cant play anything on this thing anymore i've only had it for like 5 years and it just cant handle games now

[finnstansonly]

spent the last hour and a half recording and recording this cassette for my dad bc he needs it turned into an audio file since its like a million years old recording of his homegirls music and driving myself insane bc i want one smooth recording of a full side but instead I'm just gonna end up recording A and B like 4 times and pick out the nicest smoothest versions of each individual track. love my life.

#it will be the sexiest smoothest take and then boom CRACKLE 10 minutes in like what if this was my last straw #my dad isn't picky but like. its not like he can find this shit online anywhere so i want it to be as good as possible #i told him i'd be done w it tonight and as much as i try to be a man of my word I'm overstimulated so i need a break for the night #capts log

[ayyponine]

New colleague! Once again a 20 yr old is absolutely baffled to know this is what 30 looks like

#yes it's flattering to hear like noo thats IMPOSSIBLE. you are TWENTY SEVEN possibly FIVE #yes i am also reminded of that one text post every time. like woah you dont look close to death at all #bestie you dont have to flatter me i am thirty flirty and thriving #like yes i am greying my joints crackle and my back hurts every day. but im a sexy ass entire adult and dont miss being 25

[battywitch]

Cool cool cool 👍👍

#the pain in my head is so bad in considering going to the er 🙃 #I'm very much hoping it's ''just'' a migraine (I've had chronic migraines since i was a kid) #but it's possible I fucked up my neck (just learned recently necks can be hypermobile & shouldn't crackle pop every time you move your head) #also possible I'm getting shingles... again... which is what this pain is most reminiscent of 🙃🙃🙃 #it's constant at a level i can barely tolerate with spikes that whiteout my vision for a few seconds

[reginrokkr]

So this is what happens when M.ihoyo lets Dain out of the basement for his yearly outing.

#◟༺✦༻◞ what lays behind the mantle of faux stars ┊ooc.┊ #I'm vibrating on my seat #please let him out #I want to see him again #for once without suffering if it's possible #2.6 hurT #I'm going to crackle if he drops more bombs #that weren't dropped yet #it'd also be neat if he referenced stuff of Inazuma and Sumeru #if he did and if he nodded towards certain things #that should be forgotten— ahem #I seriously can't wait for him

[anghraine]

My fun geek necromancer (GW2) is now level 36 or so. In general, I still do prefer my mesmer’s pink lasers (though it’s not quite fair as a comparison since my mesmer is my level 80 long-standing main, wasn’t even my first GW2 mesmer, and my GW1 main was also a mesmer, so I’m a lot more familiar w/ that class and have access to many more aspects of it).

In any case, I do enjoy a lot of the mechanics—the necro didn’t have a single death until level 36(!). I’m running through the Character Advancement tracks from the anniversary update, and it’s a nice way to have both concrete goals and decent rewards for them. I imagine it provides some help to people who aren’t as familiar with the game, also, since it can be a pretty complicated game at times. And I’m gathering just about everything possible (...even onions. so many onions) to funnel into crafting (or selling, in order to finance more crafting).

It is interesting that necro is considered one of the easiest classes by contrast to mesmer (or worse, elementalist). I do personally find mesmers much easier to play, but again, it’s probably not fair when my main is lvl 80 and decked out in everything I could afford or luck into (quite a bit via 10 years of laurels), and it did originally take awhile to adjust to clones and timing Diversion and such (and no Backfire, my absolute favorite skill in GW1 that would be ludicrously overpowered in GW2. RIP <3). But a whole second health bar does go a long way, ngl.

#i don't like minions though and i haven't found a good staff in ages #and i do much prefer necro staff to necro axe abilities #also i've been getting used to the creepy necro sound effect instead of the crackle of my greatsword lasers #anghraine babbles #anghraine's gaming #ascalonian grudgeblog #isabel batista #also since the concept was 'as close to me as possible but also a necro and very pretty' she got the commoner background #vs aristocratic althea and street origin gwen #but all got missing sister in order to select ascalonian origin and even though the dialogue is the same #it's fun to imagine the different ways that the different characters relate to her #deborah was the cool badass older sister to frivolous young althea who in pseudo-death became her inspiration #in large part because she could have spent her life in luxury as lady deborah fairchild and then went off to fight for kryta #('cool badass older sister' deborah works esp well bc deborah canonically joins the vigil in the end whether you're related or not) #but given that gwen's personal story makes it very clear that she was up to her ears in a very bad crowd #while 'her' deborah was with the seraph... i think they struck out on wildly different paths and probably had a lot of conflict #if they were even talking at all when deborah vanished #and it hit all the harder because of that #i'm still figuring out the isabel-deborah dynamic in my head before i start missing sister with her #i think they don't quite get each other (originally) but where gwen and deborah were mutually appalled isabel and deborah have respect #in a 'i don't get it but you do you <3' sort of way #anghraine's headcanons

[gardenofgods]

Champion of Lightning, Unova’s First Hero of Ideals, Lucius Angelos

Lucius was the younger of Unova’s twin brothers, royalty to the lands. His elder brother was heir to the throne, being the older twin, and Lucius often had less responsibilities over his twin. While he older brother was roped into classes by their father, learning how to rule and govern, Lucius was given much more freedom and time to spend on his own things. Due to this, Lucius developed a more care-free and playful attitude, over his rigid and stoic older brother.

He was able to spend a lot more time with Unova’s Original Dragon, the unifying force that protected all who inhabited the lands, and an ally and friend of their family for centuries. When his brother wasn’t being tutored, they all spent time together. Lucius relished at any chance to get away from their father, feeling as if he were looked down on for simply being younger.

When Lucius grew older, the inevitable happened. Their father passed, and his brother took the throne. This ushered in a variety of changes, and Lucius found himself openly and vehemently disagreeing with his brother’s idea of governing. It was the first time Lucius stood against his twin, and it was only the beginning of their feuds.

The feuds would be what caused a rift between the twins, and would be what caused the Original Dragon to split. The dragon of truth, Reshiram, stood with the older brother, while the dragon of ideals, Zekrom, stood with Lucius. People among the royal court, and Unova as a whole, picked sides as well, breaking out into a civil war.

Zekrom walked alongside Lucius, but viewed herself as a weapon, and a tool of war. She did what he asked of her with no hesitation, having an undying loyalty for her Champion. She was bold and aggressive, baring her fangs to anyone who even thought of looking at him wrong. Lucius, wishing to quell her behavior some, treated her as he would a friend, because that was what she was to him - a friend, and a valuable ally. He extended humanity to her and showed her that she didn’t need to be so aggressive and snappy, and taught her to walk among the people as he did. They spent a great deal of time together, and they became the best of friends. They acted as advisors to the other in a way, able to hone in on what one another was thinking and feeling, giving each other that deeper understanding.

Each time the pair met up with Lucius’ brother and Reshiram, they could never overpower the other. Despite Zekrom putting her all into her attacks, and Reshiram doing the same, they were destined to come to a draw each and every time. Nothing frustrated Zekrom more than this fact, and she lamented over it each and every time Lucius patched her wounds for her.

In the end, the brothers met peacefully on the field, rejoining and admitting that, perhaps, neither of them were right. Unova was successfully reunified after this treaty, and the fighting ground to a halt.

The dragons lived within the castle with the brothers, bickering pettily every now and then, but remaining civil for the most part. Lucius was given much more say, and his brother’s rule became more of a team effort together. Zekrom was able spend a lot of time educating herself with the material in the castle library, learning deeper about the world around her. Despite having pieces of the Original Dragon’s memories, she was her own individual, and the material in some of the books helped her piece things together.

Lucius went on to get married and have a son, Mathias, as did his brother. Time ticked on, and eventually, the brothers would come to pass on with age. As saddened as Zekrom was, she at least had solace in Lucius’ son, who was practically like a nephew to her in a way.

But their sons would not follow in the footsteps of their father. They would reignite the feud between Zekrom and Reshiram. Zekrom, fueled with grief and unsolved anger towards the war of the past, readily stood by Mathias’ side, just as she did with Lucius years ago.

Zekrom and Reshiram’s fight this time, was on a much more destructive scale, both fueled with emotion and pain. Unova, largely, was totally devastated. The castle was essentially in ruins, and many of the towns and cities were totally razed. In the end, Zekrom and Reshiram wound up destroying one another entirely with their brutal, unrelenting attacks. They grievously wounded each other, and their bodies were torn asunder. All that remained of the two dragons were a stone of black, and a stone of white.

Lucius and his brother would surely be rolling in their graves.

#⚡ headcanon ➤ zekrom. #🌸 worldbuilding. #war tw #death tw #the fact that their fucking sons reignited the fighting will never not be funny to me like guys. DID YOU LEARN ANYTHING FROM YOUR DADS #zekrom: yea i fuckin BLASTED reshiram w a bolt of lightning lmao #mathias: #mathias: do you wanna do it again #zekrom immediately crackling with lightning: DO I #she feels honestly. kind of guilty about restarting the fighting again. but she was just in so much grief and pain and just #she wanted to let it out by any way possible. bc remember. she had to basically feel him die :)

[buryustogether]

alastor, who comes back to hotel from an overlord meeting with a twitch in his eye and a white-knuckled grasp around his mic, pouring off waves of irritation that leaves the others scrambling.

alastor, who says nothing but a sharp crackle of your name, a silent command for you to come with him as he makes his way to the room he claimed as his own.

alastor, who is deathly silent in the elevator, only tapping his claws against his mic as he watches the floors pass, his other hand resting heavy on the small of your back.

alastor, who bolts the bedroom door shut and commands you with a single word. “strip.”

alastor, whose eyes grow hungrier and whose smile grows wider and bigger the more you undress for him.

alastor, who fucks you so roughly against the wall first that you swear you see stars as he ruts up into your heat like his life depends on it.

alastor, whose claws dig into the delicate flesh of your skin as he rams into you, and the smell and taste of your blood only pulls him deeper into his daze of lust-fueled fury.

alastor, who rasps and crackles absolute filth into your ear as he maneuvers your knees up to your chest on his bed so he can fuck into you deeper. “such an obedient pet for me, aren’t you, darling? always so good and willing. i think that deserves a reward, don’t you?”

alastor, who allows you to cum first (and licks it up with that long, silver tongue of his) before using you to chase after his own pleasure.

alastor, whose antlers grow and eyes redden further as he approaches his climax, baring his teeth to leave a bite mark in the juncture of your shoulder and laving his tongue over the blood that trickles from the wound.

alastor, who buries himself as deep as he can possibly go inside you before reaching his end and collapsing on top of you as you feel his antlers shrink back and his chest heave with breath.

alastor, who relaxes slowly and even hums a soft, barely-there purr as you gently rub at his pointed ears and caress his scarlet tresses.

alastor, who allows himself just a few minutes of silence before getting himself up and dressed to run a bath for you.

alastor, who forces you to eat the stew he made for you after, even if you’re not hungry. “eat up, my dear. i can’t have my darling doll too weak to take me next time, hmm?”

alastor, who smiles to himself for days when he sees the bruise from his bite mark poking from the edge of your collar.

#hazbin alastor #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor #alastor x you #alastor x y/n #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin #alastor smut #hazbin hotel smut

[the-busy-ghost]

Love tuning a physical radio, great way to waste a morning

#Also love 'not realising Ken Bruce had moved to a new station after leaving Radio 2 #and thinking I'd stepped into the world's most mundane time warp' #For anyone whose parents are of similar tastes to mine and haven't been getting their Popmaster fix #He's on commercial radio now- something called Greatest Hits radio apparently on Medium Wave #Possibly based out of Tayside or Fife but I think there's an internet subscription version if not local too #Which isn't the BBC but still it's their own stupid fault for constantly messing with Radio 2 #I haven't got anything done #I was just trying to figure out whether I could get Radio 5 live clearly #And kept getting distracted by everything from Dvorak to Montell Jordan #Who has the time #Apparently me #Nothing like the soothing crackle and fizzle of a poorly tuned radio on a summer morning #Anyway time to switch it off and go over to the Ashes coverage but I'm almost sad

[altruisticalastor]

↳˗ˏˋAlastor x Readerˊˎ˗ ↴

☒ Summary: You tend to Alastor's wounds after the fight with Adam. The weight of almost losing him nearly breaks you.

☒ Warnings: gn!reader, hurt / comfort, implied established relationship, descriptions of injuries and stitching them up, mentions of anxiety, the reader cries a bit, comforting!alastor, and also soft!alastor, one kiss, non-sexual undressing, soft touches

☒ Word Count: 1,010

All you could think of the moment the battle ended was Alastor.

The last you saw of him, he was going head-to-head with Adam. But witnessing Nifty stab the lowly man made you worry something terrible happened to Alastor.

The moment you had a second to breathe, you rushed toward the Radio Demon's tower. A trail of blood leading toward his sanctuary sent a wave of fear down your spine. Your steps quickened at the sight, and all the worst-case scenarios flooded your mind. 

When you swung the door open, the view of Alastor blanketed your body with a cold sweat in the weight of a moment. He was doubled over the control panel, ears pinned flat to his head as the crackle in his voice echoed through the space with each breath he took. 

"Alastor!" You cried out, rushing over to his side in an instant. The sound of you calling his name caused his head to whip around. You wasted no time assessing his injuries, scanning your anxious gaze over his frame. 

"Worry not, my dear," Alastor coughed, blood spilling down the corner of his mouth. Your eyebrows knit in concern as you began raiding his radio tower, frantic to uncover a first aid kit. "Of course, I'm going to worry- you're bleeding all over the place!" You exclaimed, letting out a breath of relief as you found the emergency medical kit. 

Hastily, you began pushing Alastor's torn overcoat past his shoulders. The injured man simply gazed down at you, a weary smile decorating his visage. "Darling, I can handle this myself," Alastor clamored through gritted teeth, stopping your hands with his own before you could start unbuttoning his dress shirt. 

You shot your head up to meet his gaze, frustration evident on your face. "No, you can't! You need to let others help you when you need it! Stop trying to handle all these battles on your own. Please, Al," Your voice softened toward the end of your sentence. You didn't want to shout at him while he was wounded so badly, but Alastor's stubbornness got under your skin. Especially now. 

Alastor closed his eyes for a brief moment, taking in a shaky breath before releasing his grasp around your hands. "Alright, my darling... I won't stand in your way any further," His voice was barely above a whisper as he presented you with an apologetic look. You offered him a weak smile in return before undoing the buttons on his blood-soaked shirt. Peeling it off his frame with great gentleness. 

Your eyes widened in fear as you finally saw just how gnarly the gash across his torso really was. Your hands shook ever so slightly as you began threading the needle you uncovered in the first aid kit. "Tell me if it hurts too much, and we'll take a break." You expressed softly, eyes meeting his crimson ones. Alastor only nodded at you as he gritted his teeth harsher than before, bracing for impact. 

Alastor's grip on the edge of his desk tightened, leaving deep claw marks in his wake. You tried to make the stitching process as painless as possible, but there was only so much you could do. "I'm almost done, my love. You're doing so well," Alastor endured the grueling treatment, letting out a breath he wasn't even aware he was holding as you finished patching him up. 

You generously applied ointment before wrapping gauze all the way around his frame. Alastor let out a hiss as the bandage came in contact with his gash. "I know, my love... just hold on a little longer for me," You snuggly secured the gauze before bringing your hands down. You grasped his hands. Clutching his large palms comfortingly as you beamed up at him. 

"There, now you're as good as new." You quipped, massaging the pads of your thumbs into the back of his palms. Alastor grinned wearily, his crimson eyes holding much adoration for you. "Thank you, my darling... I reckon I should apologize for being so uncompromising before," A slight chuckle escaped his lips as Alastor squeezed your hands right back.

You let a laugh of your own fill the room as you leaned in closer. "Ah, don't be... I'm just glad you're okay," Before you could catch up, your head came flush against his shoulder. The adrenaline finally wore off, leaving your body shaky and weak. Alastor didn't miss a beat. He gripped your hips to stabilize you instantly. "My dear, are you alright?" His voice was laced with concern, radio static crackling out ever so slightly.  

Tears began brimming in your eyes before you could stop them, and a lump formed in your throat. One that you couldn't seem to swallow down. "Sorry, I just..." A hiccup shook your body as your hands came up to his chest, being careful not to graze his injury. "If you would have died... I couldn't bear it!" 

Alastor felt his heart ache at your sorrowful cries. Your solemn words only added fuel to the fire. One of his hands unhurriedly came up to the back of your head, cradling your neck as Alastor cooed at you. "Oh, my dear," He allowed you to sob into his shoulder for as long as you needed, only releasing his grasp around your head when he heard your cries fizzle out. 

You slowly pushed yourself back against Alastor's chest, sniffling softly as you looked up at him. Before you could process it, Alastor captured your lips with his. Pouring all of his love into the chaste kiss. Your heart fluttered as he rubbed soothing circles into your hips. Your worries seemed to melt away from his embrace. Alastor was your everything, and the fact that you nearly lost him today scared the fuck out of you. 

Alastor pulled back unhurriedly, still keeping his face close to yours. He nuzzled his nose against your own before he whispered, "I'm not going anywhere, my darling. You're stuck with me for all of eternity. I expect you haven't forgotten that already!"

#hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel #alastor #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #alastor x you #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel x y/n #hazbin hotel imagine #alastor imagine #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fluff #alastor fluff #alastor angst #hazbin hotel angst

[cottonconnielvr]

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!

#bunny’s drabbles 🐇 #aot smut #eren x y/n #attack on titan #eren x you #aot x black reader #aot headcanons #aot x you #aot x reader #eren jaegar smut #eren jeager x reader #eren smut #eren x black yn #eren x black y/n #eren x black fem!reader #eren x black reader #eren jaeger #eren jaeger smut #aot x black reader smut #x black reader #plug!eren #plug!eren x black reader