#dilf eren my love

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Kanaaa, I just thought of something cute. I imagine that the jeager family go on a beach vacation and there are some paparazzi taking beach photos. Y/n goes to relax by napping so eren takes care of the kids. They're playing in the sand and Irene wants to make her daddy into a mermaid. She and Jace goes on to sculpt him while he lays under the sand. Y/n goes to ask him if he's alright and he replies by giving her a thumbs up, completely forgetting that he needs to stay put and under the sand. Irene goes into shock and just bawls bc all her precious hard work is gone. Her dad immediately stands up to comfort her (ruining the mermaid) and she cries even harder. She pulls away from her dad, grabs jace's hand, and stomps over to y/n. Eren is just completely lost and spirals over what he did wrong (he's oblivious ur honor)

#I literally was like this when i was reading this #my god ANON THIS IS SO FUCKING CUTE AAAAAAA #I LOVE THISSSSS #YES 1000000% CANON #eren the dilf as a mermaid 🥺🥺🥺 #every hc about rockstar eren and his wife and kids has me WEAKKKK #i'm soft rn anon so soft #thank you for this you just made my day i love you please visit my inbox again MWAH MWAH MWAH #kana answers stuff #in another life canon #queue

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𝗙𝗘𝗕𝗥𝗨𝗔𝗥𝗬 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰 𝗙𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗦

༝༚༝༚ = Black/POC Works ⎢ 24’ Fic Rec M.List

ATTACK ON TITAN:

Multi-Character 

Window Shopping (Connie Springer +. Ryomen Sukuna) — @chrollohearttags ༝༚༝༚

Threesome (Connie Springer + Onyankopon) — @merakidoll ༝༚༝༚

Tryna Threeway With His Roomie (Jean Kirstein + Connie Springer) — @honeybleed

On Valentine’s Day (Jean Kirstein +Porco Galliard) — @shepnicolo

Double Penetration (Reiner Braun + Zeke Jaeger) — @nekomacheercaptain

Double the Fun (Eren Jaeger + Reiner Braun) — @daisynik7

Drift King (Eren Jaeger + Ryomen Sukuna) — @s-sugustar ༝༚༝༚

Connie Springer

“Make It Fit”!Connie — @nysrage ༝༚༝༚

Midnight Snack — ^ ༝༚༝༚

Messages w/ Bestfriend!Connie — @morgluvsconnie ༝༚༝༚

When Connie First Saw You, He Knew You Were The One — ^ ༝༚༝༚

24/7 — @ayeyolooo ༝༚༝༚

He Fucks the Attitude Out of You — @kyunzin ༝༚༝༚

Let Me Get A Taste — ^ ༝༚༝༚

Connie Meets Y/N’s Doggy — @cindol ༝༚༝༚

Ears Pierced — @rissouu ༝༚༝༚

Some Help — @nininikki ༝༚༝༚

Soft Thug ⎢ Part 2 — @klipkillakai ༝༚༝༚

Forgotten — @spliffymae

Nobody Else, Nothing Else — @rrenzwrld ༝༚༝༚

Eren Jaeger (Yeager)

Happy Valentine’s Day, Daddy! — @merakidoll ༝༚༝༚

Jean Kirstein (Kirschtein)

Plug!Jean — @rissouu ༝༚༝༚

Texts w/ Plug!Jean — ^ ༝༚༝༚

I’m Thinkin’ Bout Wifin’ You — ^ ༝༚༝༚

Late Night Drives — @jeanboyjean

All Mine — @planeteroticaaa

The Way Things Go — @plutoccult

Someday — @kingkonoha

Jean Covering His Ears — @shunsuis

DILF!Jean — @jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd

Stupid Gifts and a New Milestone — @sleepingpillscosmos

Now Playing At The Video Store — @mochimooon

Onyankopon

4 Your Eyes Only — @nysrage ༝༚༝༚

The House Party — ^ ༝༚༝༚

Rollin’ To Love — ^ ༝༚༝༚

Just Me Loving You — @s-sugustar ༝༚༝༚

Mutuals — @anucalor ༝༚༝༚

Smutty Blurb — @katsukis-lilbunnywhore ༝༚༝༚

Reiner Braun

Tutoring Jock!Reiner — @mommypieck

Reiner Fucking Your Wrist — ^

Headpats, please? — @erwinsmithsmissingleftarm

NSFW Alphabet — ^

Eye Contact — @love-fictional-ppl

Gingerbread Sweet — @amywritesthings

Sugar Daddy Reiner — @agusrkive

BLEACH:

Multi-Character:

Bleach Men Taking Your Baby to the Grocery Store HCs (Kensei, Renji, Byakuya, Grimmjow, Ichigo) — @dreadsuitsamus

Byakuya Kuchiki

Bella Notte — @sashi-ya

Valentine’s Event — @actuallysaiyan

“Unwanted” Matrimony” — @tojiscumdumpster ༝༚༝༚

Renji Abarai

Knockout — @tojiscumdumpster ༝༚༝༚

THE GRAY MAN:

Court Gentry/Sierra Six

He a Creature — @ryanclutched

Alone Together — @ken-dom

NARUTO:

Multi-Character

“Thank you for the flowers” Prank (Naruto, Sasuke, Shikamaru, Kakashi) — @kingkonoha

Out of My Mind ⎢ Ch. 2 ⎢ Ch. 3 ⎢ Ch. 4 (Neji Hyuga + Shikamaru Nara) — @hyuganejiswife

Shikamaru Nara

One Night — @kingkonoha

Boy’s Night — @galaxychaos78

Kinktober Day 21: Squirting — @actuallysaiyan

Shikamaru w/ a Busty Reader HCs — @chocolatetheoristcloud

Night In — @jodrawssmut

Alone — @nanamimizz

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★  𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐎, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔. + 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎

masterlist. / taglist. / tip jar. synopsis. sometimes you feel a bit guilty admitting that your best friend's father is the one for you.

─── ☆ notes. gonna be leaning more towards au type fanfic after this as a thank you for 9k! i feel kinda bland not being able to write in the genre of fantasy after my king!eren fic lmao . | — feedback is always welcomed & don't forget to reblog 🤍

─── ☆ genre and warnings. +18 nsfw under the cut. minors dni | dilf!toji | older man/younger woman | age gap | secret relationship | hookups | corruption kink | height difference | teasing | mocking | finger sucking | handjobs | oral sex | throat fucking | cum swallowing | title inspo by this song.

dilf!toji, who everyone knows is too good looking for his middle age, his clean uncaring dark looks and deep dangerous smirk make many people the victim of his smart charm.

He could have anyone wrapped around his finger whenever he had pleased yet lived to humble himself with only a few causal partners. Cutting said women away whenever the relationship would threaten to get too serious, commitment not much of his strong suit. 

Which was why the older man should have known better than to entertain you, his son Megumi’s best friend.

It was usual for your group of friends to come to his home, using his living room as a lounge spot with the rest of the group on the weekends, taking a break from college life to collectively lounge in comfort at the breathtaking penthouse the full-pocketed family called home. 

During those said visits, dilf!toji never seemed to fail at catching your eye no matter what you were doing. Seemly struggling with some mental battle trying to not make it seem as if you weren’t some horny freak that would constantly eye fuck your best friend's very handsome and seemly always shirtless ab toned father.

dilf!toji, who despite his better judgment starts taking a liking to the young girl that had no issue surging through his snack pantry, yet wouldn't be able to hold a conversation without stumbling over your words or struggling to hold eye contact with him. 

dilf!toji who loved catching you off guard leered around from your friends peering eyes and watching you fidgeting over his looming towering figure, finding out just what alluring comment he could think of next that would make you turn into a flustered mess.

Maybe that’s why dilf!toji had found you so intriguing—the shy little thing that would so confidently whisper about how hot he was to your friends, knowingly confessing the lewd things you wanted to do with the man that was just a wall away. 

Yet the moment you happened to be alone with him, you would be seconds away from turning into putty. 

"We should hurry," you mutter against his lips, a gasp following after as his canines swiped against the skin of your neck and his lips pressed against you, trailing down to the peak of your collarbone.

"When did you become so impatient?" dilf!toji only says this to tease your eager state, proving his point with his move as you back him against the kitchen corner, pressing against his chest before dropping to your knees. 

It was a sight to behold, the soft spoken house guest now with your fingers untying the lace of his sweatpants. "I thought I taught you better than that," dilf!toji continues with a hand caressing the softness of your face.

Tilting your head up to look at him as his thumbs wander around the wrap of your plump lips, sighing at the warmth of your tongues pressing and sucking against the digit.

dilf!toji leans back and watches the dick eager monster he had created tugging down his sweats and boxers, eyes his erection almost close to drooling as if it were the first time you had seen his veiny length in its full glory. 

He couldn't help but smirk, knowing he had taught you just how to please him and just how much he loved it when you kissed his tip and dragged your tongue on the underside of his hilt before wrapping your lips around him and gagging, trying to take him down your throat. 

"Woah, slow down, baby, I'm not going anywhere." It was faux concern laced in his low, grave cadence, his hands trailing up to the side of your skull, finding a nice resting place for them as he thrust against your mouth.

dilf!toji, who, despite chastising you so many times about your loud whines, needs to be quieter while his son is asleep just down the hall, yet loves the loud intruding noise filling his home with the wet suctioning noise of your moans around his dick. 

With tears beading your waterline, you used your hand to stroke what you could fit in your mouth. He loved seeing you like this, all needy just for him.

"Can’t take it all, sweet girl?" dilf!toji would taunt, mocking the whine that would tug deep from your throat in arousal with a false pout.

"Look at you, so fucking needy, can’t even last a second without touching yourself," he cursed, grunting at the sight of your hand split between your spread legs. The insults would have been the icing on the cake if you weren't so deterred from getting him off first.

A woman on a mission, you beckoned him farther down your throat, giving him a look of permission while bracing yourself against his thigh.

dilf!toji hadn't spent much time putting two and two together, taking over the pace and fucking your throat at his own will.

You wanted to feel something other than the bubbling hot pleasure building up between your legs: anger, shame, or even guilt for having a thing for your best friend's dad, let alone agreeing to spend the night knowing that it would be easier for you to have a moment alone with dilf!toji now that the universe had just given you the perfect excuse.

You always knew the next morning was bound to be brutal from dilf!toji’s gruff assault on your throat, his thrust only getting rougher as he adjusted the grasp around your skull, grunting more and more as you tried to unknot the trembling orgasm that threatened to approach from your pleasuring hand.

It doesn't take him long, considering the feeling of you swallowing and humming against his length, cumming down your throat at the sight of you trembling around your fingers, egging on your own orgasm.

Struggling to swallow down most of his mess, humming and swiping your mouth with the back of your hand once he had pulled out.

You had no time to feel guilty, especially while dilf!toji lifted you on top of the kitchen island and buried himself in between your legs, lapping his tongue against your already sensitive pussy. 

You wanted to go back in time and pat yourself on the back for being friends with Megumi, knowing that it meant his father would be pushing aside your panties and fucking you against his marble counters.

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[xxiiam]

Up to doing an AOT- Levi Ackerman x Scout!Reader smutty one shot ??! Also I keep up with your ao3 series All Mine and LOVEEEE IT. But Attack on Titan has also been living rent free in my headdd ♡♡♡

☆彡 ~ trouble ?

Levi Ackerman x cadet!reader - serious dilf-ish activities

Wc - 1.75k

Fem reader, Levi is peanut butter and extra jelly, Age gap (Levi is in his mid 30s and reader is 19) , reader calls Levi “sir” , lots of spit , sloppy blowjob , m receiving , degradation , Levi calls reader , “cadet” , “brat” , “slut” , “sweetheart” , slapping (face and pussy) , meandom! Levi (with some soft dom inflictions)

Note ~ TYSM FOR LOVING ALL MINE !! I love writing it for all of you guys 🫶🫶🫶 || this has been sitting in my drafts for a good two days so I decided to release it

The whole day during training , you trained near Eren. You even talked with him every so often. Levi watched the pair of you , his same scowl making a very bold statement on his face , “if I see you stop to flirt with Yeager one more time L/N you’ll be on cleaning duty in my office for the next three days” he warned coldly . You screwed your face up , gaze switching from Eren to Levi , “I’m not flirting sir. He was just asking me-” . “So you wanna talk back? Meet me in my office after dinner” he said turning on his heel and observing other people . “Someone’s in troubleeee” Connie teased before being rewarded a slap across the back of the neck from jean .

You opened the door of your captains office after knocking nervously , “you wanted to see me sir?” You said biting down on your bottom lip and walking in front of his desk where he sat finishing his coffee. His cold gaze met yours , “I just have some concerns cadet” . You furrowed your brow , “about what sir?” . “I think you’re being distracted by Yeager . He’s no good for you” . You smiled at your superior, confused , “you called me in here because you think I’m distracted by Eren?” . Levi shook his head , “I know how the younger generation is- sex they all want it, but the guys lack in preforming isn’t that right?” . You stared at him before shaking your head , “I dunno” , “I’m sure you’ve experienced one of these boys. That’s what they are . Boys . You need a man, and I’m tired of seeing the boy you choose be him”

You almost laughed when Levi said this , him talking like this was so out of character for his usually extremely serious tone and workaholic attitude. You walked closer to his desk , “well I’m not seeing any suitors who could show me the difference between a boy and a man” you smiling and batting your eyelashes . He set his cup down sighing - shooting a glare at you . , “on your knees cadet” he said standing up and walking around his desk to you . You stood your ground and remained standing , staring at him with a shit eating grin . Levi always hated when someone disobeyed his orders . He put a firm hand on your shoulder and pushed you down to your knees and slapped you across your cheek , making your head turn to the side . You looked up at him innocently , “listen to me when I tell you to do something brat”

You nodded your head , “yes sir” , “that’s what I like to hear” he said whilst unbuckling his pants and unzipping , his cock pressed against your cheek , he slapped it across your face , “open up” . You decided to obey him , your wet lips wrapping around the tip of his throbbing cock . “Show me how slutty you are for me and NOT a boy” he said between gritted teeth . You removed your lips from his cock and spit into your hand , massaging your spit onto his cock . Your hand stroked his cock lazily , “look up at me sweetheart and put some fuckin’ effort in for me” he said with his hand resting on your cheek softly which was a complete juxtaposition to how he had just previously slapped you.

You applied more pressure whilst stroking your higher up’s cock , you knew you were doing something right since he stopped talking and resorted to soft groans . “I bet Yeager hasn’t seen you look up at him like this has he?” . You couldn’t really reply since your mouth was so full , Levi made it even fuller by pushing your head down . Your nose brushed against the hair above the base of his cock . He held your head down until the tears that had formed in your eyes had become tears rolling down your cheeks , he pushed your head back causing you to breath heavily trying to catch your breath.

His fingers motioned you to stand up even better , he pointed to the edge of his desk, “you want me to bend over the desk?” , he shook his head sternly , “take your pants off and sit . One leg up so they’re spread” . You nodded your head before starting to unbuckle your pants, Levi was far from a patient man when it came to this . “Stop. Just let me do it since you’re so fucking useless” he tutted before practically ripping your pants down and letting you do the rest . You sat on the desk with one leg up like he instructed. Levi’s rough hand traced up and down your slit , he leaned in closer to you . You almost thought he was about to kiss you until a painful slap was brought upon your aching cunt . You whined out of pain , “stop whining.” He said coldly clearly not fazed by your hand clawing at his arm . He was most definitely not fazed since he slapped again . And again . And again . With each slap his hand became increasingly more covered with a slick liquid . He stared down at his hand curious then back at you , “yeah I bet you like that? You like that? So slutty you’ll even like when you’re slapped on your slutty cunt. You’re almost disgusting” .

You bit down on your bottom lip , you clenched around nothing hoping he’d surely give you more pleasure than just slapping at you . Your eyebrows furrowed when you looked up at him desperately, “wondering when I’ll fuck you? Open up” . You stuck your tongue out , mouth opened wide and he did exactly what you thought he would , a large glob of spit fell from his tongue onto yours , “swallow then I’ll fuck you” eagerly you swallowed it all , showing him your clean tongue . He grimaced , “you really are a slut yknow that?” . You nodded , “can you fuck me now please?” . He slapped his cock against your bare cunt , “whyre you trying to give ME orders cadet?” , “sorry sir just impatient” . “Oh I can see that” and with that he slid his bulbous angry red tip into your sopping hole . Then thrusted the rest of his length into you . Not giving you any time to adjust , he didn’t think you’d deserve it .

His calloused and scarred hands gripped at the plush of your thighs , lifting your legs and putting them onto his shoulders as he bullied his cock inside you , “you’re so tight . Clenchin’ down extra hard on your captains dick?” He jeered , you threw your head back in ecstasy . Who would’ve known his dick would’ve been so good despite how short he is? Your moans and whines just couldn’t be contained and Levi made sure to mock you because of it. “Panting like a bitch in heat” he mocked you whilst his thrusts remained consistent and just as mean as him , they were brutal they hit in all the right places at the right speed . He did not dare to falter since he has so much stamina from training so much . You could feel every ridge , every vein . It was all almost too much

But Levi didn’t care if you could take it or not , you were going to take it anyways , Levi didn’t make much noise apart from the occasional grunt or almost moan when you clenched down and throbbed on him after finishing for the nth time , “ I think I’m not gonna cum in you , you don’t deserve it . Your mouth” he said most likely to himself but there was a glint of a grin in his eyes when he saw how disappointed you were when he said he wasn’t gonna cum in you . “Hm. Do you want me to cum inside you sweetheart? You are a slut aren’t you?” He said thrusting in between every word of the sentence. “Tell me how much you want my cum inside you” . Your hands gripped at whatever they could on his desk , your eyes were practically just permanently rolled into the back of your head, “please- sir I wan- need your cum s’ bad..please” you begged as your body shook violently by his relentless thrusts . You didn’t know how many times you finished and neither did he , he cared that he hadn’t yet . He was already overstimulating you for finishing before he said to.

Levi’s hips stuttered for a moment before crashing into yours , it seemed like he was becoming more sloppy , more vocal . “Fuck- you feel so good. So wet and tight f’me aren’t you?” You nodded , “yes sir- jus’ for you” . His hands , gripped harder at your thighs making sure to be able to thrust deeper in you , he bit down on his bottom lip , “ ‘m gonna cum in you, and you’re gonna take it all and not complain- isn’t that right?” He spat . You nodded , not being able to give a real fully formed response . He gave a final grunt before his hips clumsily rolled into yours , his thick ropes of cum staining your insides white.

You both got cleaned up and dressed , before you left his office , he was sat back down on the desk you had previously been fucked on , “you’re not gonna be distracted anymore are you cadet?” . You shook your head , “no sir, can I come back again tomorrow for extra discipline lessons?” He closed his eyes and nodded before waving his hand , motioning you to leave . When you got outside you saw the other cadets standing in shock , jean cleared his throat and spoke up , “we were gonna listen in on you being shouted at by captain. We heard some other noises - what what was that?” . Your face heated up . “It was Eren’s idea” armin said ratting him out . “Eren is just trouble” Connie said shaking his head .

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[harunovella]

who's your daddy? ; t.f.

synopsis: lone missions weren't new to you, having completed a dozen without losing a limb or your life... of course, that was due to a certain fushiguro man who couldn't seem to stay away when you were in the face of danger... and, of course, with every successful rescue came with a back breaking thank you

cw: fem!reader, aged up characters (18+), age gap (isn't really specified), very subtle mention of blood, bratty!reader (but we all know that's on purpose), mentions of handjobs/blowjobs (but nothing too descriptive, daddy kink, dilf!toji, exhibitionism, fingering, oral (m → f), spanking, slight name calling?, dom!toji/sub!reader, mating press, creampie, srry if i missed any! MDNI!

wc: 4.4k+

an: this is my first ever toji fic, i'm so hooked on eren it's hard to write any other man other than him (oops i just love my emo hobo rockstar), anyway i had sm fun writing this and plan to write more for him... esp now that he'll be animated??? also i wanna write for jjk men (potential gojo fic and... maybe choso fic... coming soon!) anyway enjoy everyone's fav dilf breaking your back! p.s. this fic was originally gonna be called big man with a gun based off of this song bc it literally is toji to a t but i'm saving it for another time bc this title fits better... p.s.s. i always confuse myself with the whole 1 grade/grade 1 so i went by what i hear sorry oops ok anyway enjoy!

Megumi never understood why Gojo had to send you on lone missions, even if you technically were perfectly fine to handle them on your own. However, Megumi always felt a sense of responsibility for you as he was the one who brought you to Jujutsu Tech. Much like Yuji, the way you met Megumi wasn't under normal circumstances... Instead, you were in the middle of protecting a pair of little boys from—what you eventually learned to be—a Grade 2 cursed spirit. You managed to handle it with sheer luck on your side (and what you also eventually learned to be your own cursed energy). Long story short, Gojo was very intrigued by you and was happy to take you under his wing, especially after you were labeled Grade 1.

Yes, you were a Grade 1. Yes, you could handle yourself. Yes, you've been on a handful of lone missions and you have come back safe. Still... it worried him, and he knew he couldn't do much about it. Especially when you did not like being coddled: something you constantly reminded Megumi of.

"What's gotcha panties in a bunch, Meg?" The sound of his father's voice snapped him out of his thoughts as he trudged through the living room of his home. Toji watched from the kitchen as his son pinched the bridge of his nose. "Gojo did somethin'?"

"When doesn't he?" Megumi sighed before bringing up your name. "He sent her on another lone mission." Bringing his hand into his hair, he continued, "it's in that abandoned subway station where they always hold raves. I wanted to go—"

"Doesn't she hate when you babysit her?" Toji interrupted, earning a glare from his son.

"I have a bad feeling about this mission, alright? Gojo didn't want to listen and both Yuji and Nobara said I was being over the top—"

"You are—"

"Shut up, old man," Megumi snapped as he shot his father a deadly look. "I am being serious. Gojo said it was a Grade 3, but it isn't sitting right with me."

Sighing as he served himself and downed a glass of water, Toji settled it in the sink before speaking up, "she'll be fine. She's a Grade 1."

"I don't care—"

"Look, kid, you do plenty of missions on your own and you're a lower grade than her. You sexist?" Toji tilted his head, earning an eye roll from Megumi. "Relax, she'll be fine." Walking past his son as he patted his shoulder, Toji made his way to his bedroom.

In all honesty, Toji trusted his sons instincts. Megumi was almost always right about his gut and if he believed you to be in trouble, then there was a chance you could be.

Toji eyed a photo on his bedside table. It was Megumi's birthday last year and you had Nobara help you set up a small gathering with your small team (Gojo included, to Toji's dismay) and Toji himself. Megumi was at the center with a flat face and a party hat, Yuji had an arm around his shoulders with a peace sign, Nobara and Gojo stood behind him with wide grins as you took Megumi's other side. Your grin matched that of everyone else's in the photo, except that of the two Fushiguro men. Behind you stood Toji with his arms crossed and a subtle smirk on his lips. Neither Fushiguro were photogenic, but Toji kept the photo solely because you were in it. To everyone else who saw it? He just liked having a photo of his kid and the people who made him happy.

Deep in thought as he remembered that day, how you were in that cute little skirt and turtle neck, those stockings and how none of it did you justice for the cold weather in Tokyo, Toji heard the sound of Megumi's door slamming shut. His reminiscing was cut short, knowing very well if he didn't do something, you were going to be nothing but a memory.

"Fuck, this kid is going to be the death of me," Toji huffed as he walked out of his bedroom. Peeking over at his son's door, the man then walked past and grabbed his keys from the coffee table before walking right out. It wasn't like Megumi ever questioned what his father did or where he was going, he was always leaving the house at odd hours of the night and returning whenever he pleased. Either way, his son didn't need to know. Especially not now.

Toji hated loud places, he found them rather obnoxious. The heavy beats pounding, vibrating against the floor beneath his feet. The smell of alcohol in the air, mixed with that of all the bodies grinding up against one another. The flashing lights. The obnoxious men flirting with tipsy women. If it wasn't a cursed spirit that was going to get you, it was going to be some drunken bastard.

Making his way through, using his height to his advantaged as he pushed through the crowd, Toji looked down at the abandoned track and turned his head towards the dark tunnel. He was sure you were down there, somewhere. "You better be in one piece," he huffed to himself before he hopped down onto the tracks, making his way over to the darkness.

"That wasn't so bad..." You breathed, sheathing your twin sai onto your thigh holsters before wiping your hands clean. For a Grade 3, the cursed spirit wasn't all that difficult. You wondered if the classification was right or maybe you were just having a good day. Either way, you weren't complaining. You completed your mission and you were ready to sink yourself into a bubble bath. Me time was a great reward for a successful mission! That's what you always told yourself.

Pulling out your phone from the pocket of your skirt, you unlocked it and scrolled through your contacts, tapping on Gojo Jojo. Placing the phone against your ear as your free hand settled on your hip, you patiently waited. "Yo!"

"Mission completed," you nodded, "curse has been exorcised and now the world can worry a little less about unwanted, negative energy."

"And Megumi was worried you couldn't complete your mission," Gojo let out a tsk on his end. "I knew you could do it! You are probably— student— had— from Okkotsu— know— tell—"

"Huh?" Furrowing your eyebrows as your phone was cutting in and out as static suddenly buzzed in your ear, you pulled your phone away to look at your screen before placing it back against your cheek, "hello? Gojo? You're breaking up, I can't hear what you're saying!"

"Hey— Hello?" Hearing his voice come in and out as he called your name, your eyebrows furrowed. Just as you were about to give up, your heart sank. Something in the air shifted and your body grew stiff. Goosebumps took over your body as you blinked. Lowering your hand as you turned in your spot, a subtle gasp left you.

It happened much more quicker than you perceived. One second, you were on your feet, ready to grab your weapons, the next, you were tossed across the way and slammed violently against one of the subway walls. A rough cough left you as the wind was knocked right out of you. Your body ached as you swore every bone within you snapped. Hearing clicking sounds in the distance, you lifted your blurred vision before pushing yourself off of the wall. A huff left you as you landed on your feet, clutching your side as you felt your own blood trickle down the side of your face. There before you, in its twisted and demonic ways, stood another cursed spirit.

And it clearly wasn't a Grade 3.

"I just wanted my bubble bath..." you mumbled to yourself, reaching for your twin sai, ready for a round two.

If someone asked you if you could stand against a Special Grade, you probably would have said "not alone, at least not for long." It wasn't like you had doubt in yourself... but Special Grade's were categorized as such for a reason. Most were handled by multiple sorcerers at once, unless you were that lucky 1% who could defeat one on your own (either without breaking a sweat or on the verge of bleeding to death). Either way, the former was near impossible.

At this rate, you definitely weren't in the lucky 1%.

The Special Grade was much more smarter than you had believed it to be. It was fast. It almost knew your moves before you even knew them, yourself. Instead of wearing it down, it was wearing you thin. You were littered in wounds, your uniform all torn up—your jacket now open, your blouse now with holes, your skirt looking mangled. Your stockings looked like they've been through better—and you didn't even want to get started with your hair. You've seen better days. But your appearance was the least of your concern when all you got was the arm of the Special Grade as it's about to take your life.

This was not how you wanted to go. Not like this. Definitely not in a place so revolting. How did Gojo—or anyone—not know about this anyway?! You were sure someone would've known and definitely wouldn't have sent you without a warning... or help!

With its various hands clinging onto you and lifting you in the air as you weakly struggled to escape, a sudden flash swooped past you as you fell to the ground. With a rough landing as you hissed, rubbing your back and trying to catch your breath, you looked up to see who or what it was that managed to get in between you and it.

Recognizing those godly movements that were much too fast for the human eye to easily catch, your racing heart only picked up its pace as your savior so violently—yet so calculatedly—attacked the Special Grade.

"You gonna keep sittin' there, kid? Or you gonna help?" Your savior—the one and only Toji Fushiguro—spoke as your eyes widened.

In its now weakened state, you watched as Toji managed to keep the Special Grade down before it could even retaliate. Reaching for your twin sai—that got tossed along the way—and embedding your cursed energy into it, you came in with the final and fatal blow.

Watching it disintegrate there before your eyes, you took in heavy breaths before turning to face the elder Fushiguro. "Why are you here?" You glared. "You always appear on my solo missions as if you're keeping tabs on me!"

"A thank you would suffice. You should be grateful," Toji clicked his tongue before he fed his weapon to the worm latched to him.

Rolling your eyes as you tightened your fists around your weapons, you shook your head, "stop treating me like some defenseless child every time I go on a lone mission! You're worse than Megumi! At least he doesn't just show up!" You huffed. "I am a Grade 1!"

A small laugh left Toji, almost condescendingly. "'m not even a curse user and I had to step in—" seeing you toss one of your twin sai his way, Toji swiftly caught it and easily fed it to the worm nuzzled against him, earning a gasp from you.

"H— Hey! Give it back!" You pointed with your now free hand, but just as you blinked, he appeared before you. With his hand clutching onto your chin, you glared at him, instinctively slapping him across the face.

A snicker left Toji as he shifted his jaw, his free hand moving up to rub his cheek at the subtle sting that almost felt like a child slapped him. "If you weren't my son's best friend I would've cut your fuckin' hands off, but then who'd give me those delightful handjobs?"

Gasping, you shoved him, hands pushing against his chest as you took a step back. As furious as you were, you couldn't deny the heat building up within you. The ache between your thighs each and every time the elder Fushiguro came to your rescue. It was ridiculous how often he went to save you but almost never for his own son when he was on his solo missions. "Why are you always interfering?" You asked as Toji stalked towards you, backing you into a wall.

"Why're you such a damn brat?" He countered. "Can't say thank you for shit, huh?" Tilting his head, he pressed his hands on either side of your head as he leaned in, his nose just barely touching yours.

"I don't need your help, old man," you seethed, looking him in the eyes. You hadn't realized it, but he had—your voice had grown softer. Your attacks, less aggressive. He was getting to you. He knew it. He always knew how to.

"This old man saves your life time and time again," Toji said, that infuriating smirk dressing his lips as your eyes flickered from the scar to the sudden fire in his eyes. He knew he had you, trapped with no way out. It always took one look and one touch—just one little gesture and you were instantly putty in his hands. Molding you in any shape or form he wanted.

"Why? I never asked you to," you frowned, eyebrows narrowing as you felt your chest rising and falling with each deep breath you took.

Rolling his yes, Toji sighed, "isn't it obvious?" Seeing you shake your head, Toji then leaned in to your left ear, lips grazing the skin as he whispered, "I'm not letting anything take away what's mine." With a gasp leaving your now parted lips, Toji's hands instantly latched onto your face, slamming his mouth against yours as an instant squeak left you.

Your heart skipped a beat as his tongue pried your lips apart, gliding and exploring the cavern of your mouth. He was hungry and desperate, it had been so long since he last tasted you. And, as always, these moments happened when you needed saving... just to reward your savior with your lips around his fat cock.

You could never forget the first encounter, when you were almost in the hands of death... how Toji swooped in and saved your life as if he were you knight in shining armor. Of course, he wasn't going to take a simple thank you. No way. Not when he had his eyes on you. He wanted a thank you gift in the shape of your pretty, little mouth, around his aching cock.

And, of course, you gave it to him. You did as told because you secretly were lusting over him, too. He fucked your throat and coated your face with his release as a sign of his gratitude. He swore he had never seen anything sexier than that. His pretty baby with her gentle face splattered in his seed. Probably why he got off so easily to the thought when he was alone, having taken a photo for personal use.

One of Toji's hands held the back of your neck, fingers entangling in your hair as he tugged on it, forcing your mouth to open more. A breathy moan left you as Toji sucked on your tongue before pulling you back into the kiss. His mouth slotted against yours, saliva spreading, lips moving sloppily. He parted for a moments worth, allowing you to catch your breath as a string of spit connected the two of you.

"You wanna be a good girl and give daddy what he wants?" Toji breathed as you let out a desperate moan, a subtle nod as you couldn't move your head much with the grip he had on your hair. "Yeah? Gonna let daddy fuck you dumb for being a little bratty, ungrateful, bitch?"

"Y— Yes!" You breathed out, tearing up from the sting of his grip on your hair. "Wh— What ever you wan'!"

Laughing, Toji's hand's moved to your jacket and blouse, using his sheer strength to rip them off your body, exposing your bra cladded chest. Lowering his lips to your neck, he left a trail of sloppy, open mouth kisses to your tits. In his wake, red marks were left behind as his teeth sank into your skin, biting deeply and earning squeals from you. Your hands pressed against his chest, trying to push away when he bit too roughly, but Toji shoved your hands away. Gripping onto your wrists with one hand and pinning them above your head, his free hand slid up your skirt and dipped beneath your stockings and panties.

Toji didn't know what patient meant, always too eager to get what he wanted, so the moment he felt your slick cunt, he was quick to tease your hole. "So fuckin' wet f' me already..." he grunted as you whimpered, wiggling your hips, wanting to feel his thick fingers in you.

"Please..." you begged, eyes squeezing shut as you took in deep breaths. "Toji—"

"Now you wanna behave? Wanna act like you weren't bein' a bitch a few moments ago? All because my fingers are teasing your tight pussy?" He said, forehead now pressed against yours as he slid his fingers along your folds, coating them with your juices. "Tell me..." he grinned, forefinger and middle pushing into you, "who's your daddy?"

And just like that, your mind went blank, body falling limp. His fingers fucked into you at an unforgiving pace, thumb pressing and circling your sensitive nub along the way of you chasing your orgasm. He panted with you, nearly getting off to the sound of your wet pussy and the desperate mewls that left your parted lips. With his knuckles deep in you as he curled his fingers and pressed into that spot that had your eyes nearly rolling back, Toji suddenly pulled away.

"N— No!" You cried out.

"Oh, baby girl, don't worry," he huffed, letting go of your wrists before kneeling and yanking down your tights and panties. He was aggressive and fast, tossing your shoes to a side and completely removing the two layers that separated him from your sopping pussy. "You can come all over my tongue."

A gasp left you as Toji lifted your legs over his shoulders, keeping you balanced and pressed against the wall as his hands pressed against your ass cheeks. Your bare pussy was now exposed before him, your chest heaving as your hands instantly flew into his hair. Toji's tongue pressed against your cunt, lapping up your essence as he licked a stripe from your entrance, to your nub. Repeating the process over and over as your heart raced faster and faster.

Your head fell back as his tongue fucked into you, moving between your hole and aching clit, causing your thighs to shake. You tried pressing them together, but Toji's hands were quick enough to keep them apart. His laughter was felt against your pussy, enjoying the way you came undone for him not too long after berating him for saving your damn life.

"T— Toji! Toji! Toji, please—" you begged and panted, fingers tugging and pulling on his hair as he practically made out with your pussy. The sounds that emitted from him made it seem like he were a starved man who hadn't eaten in days. The way his eyes were hooded, watching how you could hardly keep your own open. If it weren't for you being so focused on the feeling of his mouth on your cunt, you would've noticed the way he was practically humping the air.

Biting down as you gave his hair a particularly harsh tug, your toes curled as you came all over his tongue. Your eyebrows furrowed upward with the ecstasy that filled your veins, head falling as you tried catching your breath. If you didn't know Toji any better, you would've believed it was a one and done... but this man wasn't like any other. He didn't know when to stop. He only knew how to keep going until you practically passed out and he felt satisfied.

Lowering you from his shoulders and turning you around, Toji pressed your face against the wall as he pulled your hips towards him. Undoing his pants before pulling his aching, leaking length out, Toji's hands grabbed your ass cheeks before giving them a harsh spank. Watching your ass jiggle as he did it again and again with a sinister laugh, you looked over and felt your heart race faster than it already was. You nearly forgot how big he was, remembering your fast time with him leaving you practically bone and brainless afterwards. A sensation only he gave you. A sensation you missed...

Pulling your cheeks apart as you stayed with your back arched for him, Toji pushed his cock into you, groaning and hissing at your tightness. Incoherent words left you as you tried adjusting to his size, only to gasp as he pulled back where just the tip was in, only to slam back into you. Toji didn't know what being gentle was like, thrusting into you as if he planned to break you in hard... and, in all reality, you wanted him to. As much as he annoyed you when he constantly came to your rescue (which wasn't true, you really owed him your life), you enjoyed these moments the most. And, sometimes, you behaved the way you did so he would fuck you ruthlessly. After all, you knew how to push his buttons.

"Fuck— Fuck— Fuck—" you panted as the sound of skin slapping and Toji's heavy breathing echoed in your ears. His was fucking you at a deadly pace, so fast and rough you were sure you were starting to see stars. So deep that you were sure he was going to burst right through you. "Toji— Toji— Toji—" Feeling tears slip down your cheeks as you nearly drooled, lips parted with heavy moans and desperate cries of pleasure, Toji threw his head back as he let out a hefty laugh.

"Always... so fucking... tight! Fuck— I missed this... pussy!" Panting as he roughly pressed his fingers into your hips, slamming himself into you as your cunt sucked him in, you desperately moaned. "Sounding like a fuckin' whore... bet no one fucks you this good, huh?" Slamming his dick into you with a hiss, Toji took in sharp breaths, fingertips digging deeper into your hips, leaving red marks behind. "Bet you.. don't even.. let anyone else.. fuck this... fuck— tight—"

Shaking your head as you felt yourself climaxing, you cried out, "T— Toji—! I—"

"Not yet, baby," he grunted, leaning over you and whispering in your ear, "that was one helluva special grade you had me save you from. You think... I'll let you off... that easily?"

"P— Please... Toji..." you begged, hips aching from his grip as your knees nearly gave out. You tried reaching back, but Toji suddenly pulled out and pushed you down. You let out a whine at the lack of him, but Toji was quick to get on his knees, grabbing the back of your own before pushing them into you. Leaning in and spitting on your fluttering hole, Toji filled you again with a lengthy moan, balls deep in you as you clung onto his shoulders. Digging your nails into his skin, Toji pulled his hips back and rammed into you, picking up his previous pace and making a mess out of you.

The way your tears spilled, how you were weeping and looking like a fucked out mess had his stomach clenching. Your palms slammed against his shoulders as he fucked you throughly, balls slapping your ass as his hair began to stick to his forehead. Leaning in and slamming his lips against yours, practically breathing into your mouth with open kisses, Toji then sucked your bottom lip before kissing your chin and cheek. Licking up your tears as you whimpered and whined beneath him, Toji pulled out again and flipped you on your stomach.

"Toji— I can't— I can't take it—"

"Oh, I know you can," he nodded as he lifted your hips, filling you up once against before spanking your right ass cheek once, twice... multiple times until there was a print of his hand left behind. In seconds you were creaming around his cock. Your drool pooled beneath you as your face was pressed into the filthy ground below. Toji kept your hands pulled back behind you before he lifted you up.

Wrapping a hand around your neck as his other slid between your thighs and gave your clit a pinch, you yelped. He rubbed at it, fast circles, anticipating your third orgasm. It didn't take long for him to get what he wanted, after all, this was your punishment for being an ungrateful brat. Fucking into you deeply, Toji soon found himself filling you to the brim. You felt like pure jelly, truly being fucked dumb as you couldn't think straight.

Feeling him pull out as you whimpered, your body nearly fell forward before Toji caught you. Falling onto the balls of his feet as he turned you enough to face him, Toji held your chin before leaning in to kiss you, tongue slipping past your lips lazily. Kissing you deeply and slowly, Toji nibbled on your jaw as he pulled away before whispering in your ear, "say thank you to your daddy."

Taking in deep, shallow breaths as your eyes could barely stay open, you mumbled, "thank you... daddy..."

Grinning, he licked your neck before biting your earlobe, "now that wasn't so hard, was it?"

"What's up with all the bruises on your neck?" Yuji asked as you sat before him, besides Nobara and across Megumi.

An instant blush crept on your cheeks as you lifted the collar of your jacket, trying to hide what was already seen. Now gathered together for your morning meet up, Gojo tilted his head as he eyed you. "Are those hickeys?"

"No way," Nobara gasped as she leaned in with squinted eyes, causing you to lean away. "Did Mr. Fushiguro save the day again?"

"Again?" Megumi asked before stiffening in his seat. Looking at you with wide eyes as you mirrored his expression, the younger Fushiguro then exclaimed, "that fucking old man!"

an: okay popping in to say that ending was sm fun, idk if I'll be willing to write a part two or to just let your minds wander... also i will make a masterlist eventually as this is my third one shot xo

#haruno writes; #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk smut #jjk x you #jjk x reader #toji fushiguro #toji zenin #fushiguro toji #zenin toji #toji x you #toji x y/n #toji x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro x you #toji smut #jjk toji #toji one shot #daddy toji #dilf toji

[lemmetreatya]

💜 MASTERLIST 💜

💙 - Request

❤️‍🔥 - Contains Smut/Mature

💞 PAST EVENTS 💞

Val’s “Got Dat Love Inem” Valentine’s Event

JJK

job!character masterlist ❤️‍🔥

teasing during sex (gojo, geto, sukuna, toji, nanami) ❤️‍🔥

Gojo Satoru

Party Pooper (Gojo x fem reader)

Office Shambolics (Gojo x Geto x fem reader)

Expensive Gifts (Gojo x fem reader) 💙

JJK Men Turn Ons and Offs 💙

Geto Suguru

Office Shambolics (Gojo x Geto x fem reader)

JJK Men Turn Ons and Offs 💙

Toji Fushiguro

home and away (coworker!toji x fem!reader) ❤️‍🔥

JJK Men Turn Ons and Offs 💙

Nanami Kento

JJK Men Turn Ons and Offs 💙

AOT

job!character masterlist ❤️‍🔥

Eren Jaeger

Gentleman’s Kryptonite (Eren x fem reader)❤️‍🔥

Eren’s Insta spam (Eren x black!fem reader)

pt. 1

pt. 2

pt. 3 💙

Deliveryman!eren x reader

In Memory of Me (Eren x fem!reader) 💙❤️‍🔥

Headcanons:

Using your products 💙

Reiner Braun

Play Housewife for A Bit (Old money!Reiner x fem reader)

PURE/HONEY (Reiner x fem reader) ❤️‍🔥

The Guy at The Till (Reiner x fem reader)

Part 1 ❤️‍🔥

Part 2 ❤️‍🔥

Band drummer!Reiner x fem reader

Reiner’s Insta spam (Reiner x black!fem reader)

Husband!Reiner x fem black!reader

The Landlord’s Son (Christmas special: Tumblr Exclusive) ❤️‍🔥

Home for New Years — Husband!Reiner x fem!reader ❤️‍🔥

KU LO SA — Reiner x reader

It’s Everyone’s Game — Southern!Reiner x Fem!reader 💙

farmer!Reiner x fem!reader 💙❤️‍🔥

Headcanons:

Waking up next to him

Dom!reiner in bed ❤️‍🔥

Sub!reiner in bed ❤️‍🔥

AOT men Facials pt. 1 ❤️‍🔥

Teacher!Reiner x reader

Jean Kirstein

AOT men Facials pt. 1 ❤️‍🔥

Levi Ackerman

AOT men Facials pt. 1 ❤️‍🔥

Onyankopon

AOT men Facials pt. 1 ❤️‍🔥

For a Time Such as This — Onyankopon x fem!reader ❤️‍🔥

What’s Mine is Mine — Onyankopon x fem!reader ❤️‍🔥

Postcard for the Road — Onyankopon x fem!Reader 💙

In Words I struggle to Express — Bassist!Onyankopon x Singer!fem Reader

No Self-Control — Pilot!Onyankopon x Air Hostess fem!Reader ❤️‍🔥

Triple N — Onyankopon x Fem!Reader 💙❤️‍🔥

We Really Shouldn’t…But — Onyankopon x fem!Reader ❤️‍🔥

Feet kink — Onyankopon x fem!Reader 💙❤️‍🔥

Nerd!Onyankopon x fem!reader 💙❤️‍🔥

Nerd!Onyankopon x fem!reader PT 2 💙❤️‍🔥

dilf!Onyankopon x fem!reader 💙

Zeke Jaeger

Rent-A-Boyfriend — Zeke x fem!reader

It Was An Accident!!! — Zeke x Eren x Jean x fem!Reader ❤️‍🔥

JJBA

job!character masterlist ❤️‍🔥

Jotaro Kujo

The Girl Who Works at The Diner (Jotaro x fem reader) 💙

Jotaro x Goth!fem reader 💙

soft!jotaro x accidental pregnancy!fem reader

single!father jotaro x fem reader

6789998212 (jotaro x black!fem reader) 💙❤️‍🔥

ARSENIC (jotaro x black!fem reader) 💙❤️‍🔥

My Protector (jotaro x reader) 💙

New Years and A Hint of Blue Magic - Jotaro x black!fem reader 💙

New Muse (Jotaro x black!fem reader) 💙

Size kink + bulging prompt (jotaro x fem!reader) 💙❤️‍🔥

When Life Gives you Pastries (single dad!Jotaro x baker!reader) 💙

Fear is for the (supposed) weak! (jotaro x reader) 💙

Stay (so i have you with me) — fwb!jotaro x black fem!reader 💙❤️‍🔥

Headcanons:

Mornings with jotaro (christmas edition)

Jean Pierre Polnareff

Everything, Everything for You My Dear (Polnareff x gn reader) 💙

Josuke Higashikata (Part 4)

Ready Player One (josuke x black!fem reader) 💙

Giorno Giovanna

Never Would Have Thought (giorno x black!fem reader) 💙

New Dawnings (giorno x black!fem reader) 💙

Leone Abbacchio

Abbacchio x Goth!fem reader 💙

Team Bucciarati

Honey (Team Bucciarati x reader) 💙

MHA

job!character masterlist ❤️‍🔥

Keigo Takami

Just Say It — Hawks x fem!reader ❤️‍🔥

Daddy’s Home — BD!Hawks x fem!reader

MARVEL

Miguel O’Hara

Maybe it’s Foreboding (Or Not) — Miguel x fem!reader

Change and Her Consorts — Miguel x fem!Reader ❤️‍🔥

#jotaro x reader #eren x reader #reiner x reader #gojo x reader #gojo x geto #geto x reader #attack on titan #jojos bizarre adventure #jujutsu kaisen #jotaro x black reader #eren x black reader #reiner x black reader #gojo x black reader #jotaro smut #eren smut #reiner smut #gojo smut #onyankopon smut #onyankopon x black reader

[oniifans]

Oni's Master Writing List

Welcome to my writing blog! This blog is filled with 18+ content, so beware! Down below is my master list of works that I have done, and works that are coming! Please enjoy and also don't be afraid to throw in some ideas in my inbox, would love some inspiration or even someone to talk to!

Attack On Titan - Eren Yeager

joy ride - toxic! eren yeager x female reader pt. 1

joy ride - toxic! eren yeager x female reader pt. 2

lunch money - bully! eren yeager x female reader pt. 1

lunch money - bully! eren yeager x female reader pt. 2

lunch money - bully! eren yeager x female reader pt. 3

confessions of a sinner - priest! eren yeager x female reader

the emerald dragon - yakuza! eren yeager x female reader (coming soon, fics 2 & 3 in plotting stages)

Attack On Titan - Armin Arlert

stuffed - armin arlert x female reader x eren yeager

stuffed - armin arlert x female reader x eren yeager pts. 2 & 3 (coming soon)

Attack On Titan - Levi Ackerman

at your service - sub! levi ackerman x female reader (coming soon)

Attack On Titan - Jean Kirstein

red lights, seductive eyes - jean kirstein x female reader

Attack on Titan - Reiner Braun

sound check! - punkstar! reiner braun x groupie female reader (coming soon)

Jujutsu Kaisen - Geto Suguru & Gojo Satoru

sex tape - gojo satoru x female reader x geto suguru

the chat says... - webcammers! gojo satoru x female reader x geto suguru (coming soon, a second work associated with sex tape)

Jujutsu Kaisen - Nanami Kento

don't be late - a bdsm session with nanami kento x female reader (coming soon)

Jujutsu Kaisen - Toji Fushiguro

smile for the camera, whore - pornstar toji fushiguro x female reader (coming soon)

Spider Man: Into the Spiderverse - Miguel O’Hara/Spider-Man 2099

my landlord is actually Spider-Man?! -Spider-Man 2099/Miguel O’Hara x female reader (coming soon)

my insane spiderverse. - Spider-Man 2099/Miguel O’Hara x Spider-Woman! female reader (second fic to previous work, coming soon)

be still. - CEO Miguel O’Hara x Babysitter! Female reader (coming soon)

“Mr. O’Hara will see you now.” -CEO Miguel O’Hara x Secretary Assistant Female Reader (coming soon)

My works can also be found on AO3 and Wattpad under oniifans. AO3 has some exclusive works, such as Kinktobers and some personal original works too. You can also find me on my Twitter - where I’m unhinged over a lot of dilfs and fictional men.

Thank you for your support. Everything is coming soon! 🩷

#attack on titan #eren aot #eren jeager smut #eren jeager x reader #eren smut #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu gojo #jujutsu geto #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jjk #reiner aot #jean aot #aot au #aot x reader #aot #levi aot #aot smut #aot fanfiction #shingeki no kyojin #eren yeager #eren jaeger #jean kirschtein x reader #jean kirschtein x you #jean x reader #jean kirstein #punkstar reiner #snk reiner #reiner braun #reiner x reader #reiner smut

[gojocumdumpster]

Masterlist!

Baki Grappler, Kengan Ashura, Attack On Titan, My hero academia (more anime’s are coming)

Don’t steal my stuff thief’s🚔

I just made this so that’s why it’s not full

Nsfw: 🔥 Sfw:🎂

To be continued:🛠️

Requested:🌹

Baki Masterlist: 🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐

Baki:

My name is Baki..Baki Hanma🎂 Doing his makeup🎂 Playing among us with him🎂 Him with a s/o who has braces🎂🌹 What he prefer a sporty,artsy or business s/o 🎂🌹 My name is Baki…Baki hanma 2🎂 Next time watch who your talking to🔥🌹 What are there halloween costumes and who’s the drunkest🎂🌹 Meeting a hispanic reader🎂🌹 Reader giving them boob hug🌹🎂 Do you ever listen?🔥

Jack Hanma Doing his makeup🎂 Playing among us with him🎂 Him with a s/o who has braces🎂🌹 What are there halloween costumes and who’s the drunkest🎂🌹 Meeting a hispanic reader🎂🌹 Reader giving them a boob hug 🎂🌹

Retsu Kaioh Playing among us with him🎂 Him with a s/o who has braces🎂🌹 Meeting a hispanic reader🎂🌹 Black girl clothing maker🎂🌹

Kaoru Hanayama

Doing his makeup🎂 Him with a s/o who has braces 🎂🌹 What he prefer a sporty,artsy or business s/o 🎂🌹 What’s it like being hanayama’s assistant🎂 Meeting a hispanic reader🎂🌹

Doppo Orochi What he prefer a sporty,artsy or business s/o 🎂🌹 Meeting a black reader 🎂 Meeting a hispanic reader🎂🌹 Reader giving them boob hug🌹🎂

Katsumi Orochi What he prefer a sporty,artsy or business s/o 🎂🌹 Meeting a black reader🎂 What are there halloween costumes and who’s the drunkest🎂🌹 Meeting a hispanic reader🎂🌹

Pickle Doing his makeup🎂 Pickle with shy s/o 🌹🎂 Playing among us with him🎂 Him with a s/o who has braces🎂🌹 Is he really my True Love?🎂 Is he really my true love 2?🎂 Valentines day with pickle🎂🔥 Bad things pickle does🎂 Pebbles and stones🎂 What are there halloween costumes and who’s the drunkest🎂🌹 Going against his s/o turns into?🌹🎂 Christmas with pickle🎂

Kiyosumi Katou🐀 Playing among us with him🎂

Jun Guvera Yandere Headcanons🎂🌹🔥 Meeting a black reader 🎂 What are there halloween costumes and who’s the drunkest🎂🌹

Biscuit Oliva Meeting a black reader🎂 What are there halloween costumes and who’s the drunkest🎂🌹

Kureha Shinogi Meeting a black reader🎂

Yujiro Hanma Him with a s/o who has braces🎂🌹 Playing among us with him 🎂 Reader giving them boob hug🎂🌹

Kengan Ashura Masterlist: 🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐

Ohma Tokita

Spending the day with him. 🎂 What he prefer a sporty,artsy or business s/o 🎂🌹 There reaction to raian having a kid and being married🎂🌹 Jealous head-cannons🎂🌹

Cosmo Imai What he prefer a sporty,artsy or business s/o 🎂🌹 There reaction to raian having a kid and being married🎂🌹 “I guess you can call that wrestling”🔥🌹 Jealous head-cannons🎂🌹

Raian Kure Spending the day with him🎂 There reaction to raian having a kid and being married🎂🌹 Jealous head-cannons🎂🌹

Setsuna Kiryu

Kaolan Wongsawat Spending the day with him🎂 There reaction to raian having a kid and being married🎂🌹

Kanoh Agito Spending the day with him🎂 There reaction to raian having a kid and being married🎂🌹 Jealous head-cannons🎂🌹

Hanafusa Hajime Jealous head-cannons🎂🌹

The kengan boys:

Spending the day with them.🎂

Attack On Titan Masterlist: 🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐

Eren yeager 3 day vacation 🔥 3 day vacation 2🔥 Black leather jacket🎂 Black leather jacket🔥

Levi Ackerman☕️

Pissing of Levi🎂

Erwin Smith Nsfw alphabet🌹🔥

Mikasa Ackerman

Reiner Braun

Armin Arlert

Jean Kirstein

Sasha Blouse🥔

Zeke Yeager

Mike Zacharias👃

The 4 Sexy dilfs:

Jujutsu Kaisen Masterlist: 🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐

Gojo satoru Things he does to annoy you🎂 His favorite cuddle position🎂 Lending out a helping hand🎂🌹 Lending out a helping hand 2🎂🌹

Nanami Kento His favorite cuddle position 🎂 Day in a life as Nanami’s wife🎂

Geto Suguru His favorite cuddle position 🎂

Megumi Fushiguro His favorite cuddle position 🎂

Yuji Itadori His favorite cuddle position🎂

Toji Fushiguro His favorite cuddle position 🎂

Ryomen Sukuna His favorite cuddle position 🎂

The 5 Hot Dilfs

My hero Academia Masterlist: 🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐🫐

Izuku Midoriya

Katsuki Bakugo

Shoto Todoroki🔥❄️

All Might

Tenya Iida

Fumikage Tokoyami

Tomura Shigaraki

Denki Kaminari

Enji Todoroki 🔥

Dabi Todoroki 🔥

Shōta Aizawa

Hanta Sero

Tamaki Amajiki🐙

Present Mic 🎤

The 3 Fine Dilfs:

Adding more after I get majority of them done

#baki x reader #erwin smut #eren headcanons #kengan ashura headcanons #adultrio hcs #jack hanma #baki the grappler x reader #getou smut #demon slayer #mha #mha x reader #jjk smut #attack on titan #one punch man #hxh hisoka #illumi zoldyck #hisoka morow #gon freecss #kilua zoldyck #hunter x hunter #hxh headcanons #gojo satoru #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gojo brainrot #jujutsu gojo #geto suguru #geto x reader

[iiseult]

✧༺NAV.༻✧

❥ requests - OPEN :)

❥ MASTERLIST

❥ DISCLAIMER: Please be gentle w me, I don’t know what I’m doing on this app even a little bit and im used to ao3!! That being said pls let me know if I’m not following proper tumblr etiquette, whatever that may be.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ABOUT ME! *ೃ༄

❥ Hiii my name’s Isolde, I’m an 18 year old American college student and I write mostly femdom smut whenever I feel like it and at literally no other time!

❥ That being said there is no set schedule and I do what I want, bitch

❥ Also I love new friends! :D

❥ Crazy ??? mmm yeah but in a realllllyyyy hot way so that makes it socially acceptable

❥ Probably not straight but also don’t know what to call it and also don’t care! I got some stuff that’s fine

❥ In a happy relationship :) hoorayyy!!

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ INBOX/ASK RULES *ೃ༄

❥ Be 18+ or begone!

❥ Don’t be afraid to ask, I won’t kink shame or be mean and if I’m not comfortable, I will simply say no

❥ I like just chatting with people who have shared interests and shooting the breeze

❥ I’ll do drabbles, imagines, full fics, what have you but it depends on how motivated I am tbh

❥ nsfw or sfw, both are fine

❥ I love AUs

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE

❥ As a white person I am not equipped to properly portray poc readers in my writing. That being said I will never explicitly mention race either. My goal is to let my nonspecific readers imagine themselves into the story no matter who they are!

❥ I will not write about kids I hate kids (that means minors)

❥ I will also not write about having kids/giving birth/being pregnant cause that’s none of my business

❥ No incest

❥ No scat

❥ No SA

❥ No somnophilia, I just do not get the hype sorry gang

❥ No necrophilia. no comment.

❥ I only write female reader cause I’m a girl so don’t ask for anything else and if u don’t like it then leave lol :)

❥ Ermmmm I think that’s it but I’ll add more if it comes up

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ WHAT I LOVE TO WRITE *ೃ༄

❥ BITING ARARARARAHAHAHA

❥ Excuse me. I love writing about dilfs and milfs also! I will write age gap stuff as long as it’s not between a minor and an adult.

❥ Corruption/virginity loss (let me be clear— this refers to the corruption of the character in question, not of the reader)

❥ Pet play (but not like, horses. pls no horses)

❥ Speaking of horses, COWBOY AU

❥ Overall just pathetic, whiny, desperate, good little submissive, obsessed, obedient, needy, overstimulated boys!!!

❥ Oh and mommy kink but is anyone surprised

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ FANDOMS & FAV CHARACTERS - including but not limited to: *ೃ༄

❥ KNY/demon slayer - haganezuka, kyojuro, shinjuro, gyutaro, yoriichi

❥ SNK/attack on titan - jean, eren, levi, hange

❥ dragon ball z - goku, gohan, broly, vegeta, trunks

❥ chainsaw man - denji, power, makima

❥ neon genesis evangelion - misato, kaji

❥ cowboy bebop - spike (like obviously come the fuck onnn), faye

❥ mystic messenger - 707 (hes the best fuck da gossip‼️)

❥ JJBA - joseph (especially oldseph lmfao), caesar, jotaro

❥ MHA - aizawa, hawks (and I hate everyone else so don’t ask)

❥ LOTR/the hobbit - bilbo, kili, thranduil

❥ house - james wilson (heavy on that one), greg house, lisa cuddy, 13

❥ golden boy - kintaro

#demon slayer x reader #haganezuka x reader #kyojuro rengoku x reader #senjuro rengoku x reader #gyutaro x reader #attack on titan x reader #jean kirschtein x reader #dragon ball z x reader #goku x reader #gohan x reader #broly x reader #vegeta x reader #future trunks x reader #chainsaw man x reader #denj x reader #makima #neon genesis evangelion #misato katsuragi #kaji ryoji x reader #cowboy bebop #spike spiegel x reader #mysme #707 x reader #jjba #joseph joestar x reader #aizawa shouta x reader #mha #lotr #the hobbit #kili durin x reader

[sintiva]

dilf nerd eren is a professor and never had a student interested in him before.🧍🏾‍♀️he doesn’t even understand why you want him or understands all of your social media references but you just think it’s cute and when y’all have sex for the first time, he seems so sex deprived and he after he comes for the third time he realizes he can’t grade his assignments bc of you, his mind is so elsewhere but he still tries to … he sees you didn’t even bother doing the assignment seriously and then he ties you up with his ties n fucks you, making you promise to do it. 🫶🏾

VENUSSSS 😫 (this is SCRUMPTIOUS)

the idea i had for dilf nerd eren was a little dif tho cause it’s from a req on my old account. basically he’d be a big ceo for like microsoft or something and he has a kid with reader. so reader would be an at home mom and they’d bring him lunches and just come see him at work a lot. and reader’s like hot asf AND when i say hot asf I MEAN IT M. so his work colleagues don’t believe that ur his wife and tease him for it a lot. he starts to get really annoyed about it, cause he catches his subordinates saying the nastiest things about you, what they’d do to you because they don’t think their CEO (eren) knows how to please what he has. long story short eren will end up fucking you in his office on one lovely day that yiu bring lunch and he makes sure you’re loud enough so that they can hear, and he’d also leave the door cracked so that they can see you getting some of THEE BEST PIPE OF YOUR LIFE😫😫😫😫😫😫😫

#writing this down just gave me the power to finally do this fic 😭 #I JUST LOVE HIM AND I CAN’T RESIST #nerd eren🧎🏽‍♀️ #eren jaeger

[thewritingginger]

So so late, like so many other prompts, lets not talk about it :)

Have an overdue post 

I knew this could’ve been something cute and fluffy buut... DILFs! Blame Tumblr I’ve done DILF! Reiner before so I decided to give some love to Mr. Yeager - whom of which I believe would become a major DILF. 

**Mind any mistakes, edited lazily :)

Fandom: Attack on Titan Pairing: DILF! Eren Yeager x Fem! Reader Word count: 12.9k + words Warnings: 18+, Best friend’s Dad, Age gap (reader early 20s & Eren mid 40s), Unequal power dynamic, Infidelity, Virginity loss, Dirty talk, Alcohol consumption, Fem! Masturbation, Slight exhibitionism, Pet names, Oral sex (Fem! & M! receiving), Vaginal fingering, Use of a condom, Daddy kink, Praise, Teasing, Corruption kink, Slight dumbification, Light aftercare, Eren smiling every two lines cuz idk

Enjoy ~

Sophomore year of high school you met your best friend and since have spent many nights at her place. The Yeager’s had always been welcoming of you and only being across the street from your place made it that much easier to see your friend. Her place truly became like a second home to you.

Over time you found yourself developing a little crush on your friend’s dad; Mr. Eren Yeager. A feeling you never dared to tell your friend.

But how could you not develop one?

Although he was well into his thirties, breaching forty, he sure didn’t look it. His body was toned and adorned with well fitted clothing. His long hair is always tied up in a messy but sleek looking bun, that’s not to mention how attractive it is down .

On the night of the graduation party your friend’s parents were throwing was when your crush truly set in. Maybe it was from the hard lemonade you and your friend snuck into her room but you swear you kept feeling eyes on you and when you turned to look it was always him.

~~~

Four years later.

It’s winter break of your third year of college. You and your friend were both going home for break, however she had to do a few things before she could, meaning she was going to leave a day or two after you.

You arrived at your family home that remained unoccupied while your parents were on an extended vacation. After settling in you wander the house for something to do, after making lunch you went out to check the mailbox and saw a car pull into your friend's driveway.

Mr. Yeager steps out.

You forget yourself for a moment as you lean against the mailbox, admiring the man walking to his front door and before you can turn away he catches you. You gasp and look down at the mail in your hands trying to act normal but when you look up your heart nearly leaps out of your chest when you see the man striding across the street. Your mouth dries as you try not to gawk at how his long sleeve fits him perfectly and with that studly smile it’s hard not to melt under his emerald gaze.

“Hello, Y/n. I was told you would be coming back before my daughter. I see your parents are still on their trip,  hope you aren’t getting too lonely in there by yourself.” He stands before you, one hand resting on the mailbox between you and the other resting casually with his thumb through his jeans belt loop.

“Um, it’s ok. Just settling in from the trip back.” You laugh, brushing your hair behind your ear. You want to slap yourself for how stupid you sound but you just smile nicely and he gives one in return.

“Why don’t you come over for dinner tonight, you know you’re always more than welcome in our home.”

“Oh I don’t want to in-.”

“I insist.” He interrupts and you can’t argue with those eyes, so you just nod your head.

“Okay, sure.”

“Perfect.”

~~~

After an admittedly awkward dinner with Mr. and Mrs. Yeager you were helping clean up after the other women went upstairs.

“Sorry about her.” Eren says coming up behind you with another glass.

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“My wife. I know you're a smart girl Y/n and as a woman I’m sure you can tell when another is upset.” Turning the water off, you try to think of a response.

“Mr. Yeager, I-”

“Just call me Eren, we’re all adults here.” He smiles. “Would you care for another drink?”

“Um, sure.” You accept knowing he’d insist, besides it’s not even nine o’clock yet. Another drink won't hurt, right?

But it wasn’t just another drink. Two hours and a few drinks later you and Eren are sitting on the couch, talking and watching a show that has since been forgotten.

“Do you have a boyfriend, Y/n?” He asks casually, taking another sip of his bourbon. You’re sitting on the other side of the loveseat facing him, legs criss-crossed.

“No.”

“I find that hard to believe. A beautiful girl like you probably has to bat boys off of you.” He says, smiling into his glass as you blush at his complimentary words. “I’m sure given the chance any guy would gladly eat you up.” You laugh coyly at his forward insinuation.

“Thank you, Mr. Yeager but-” You pause looking down into your glass. “I wouldn’t know.” The last words fall from your lips in your buzzed state.

Placing his glass on the coffee table he leans back, arms spread over the back and the armrest of the couch, ankle crossed over his knee. His emerald gaze combs over you in assessment.

“You’re not still a virgin, are you?” He asks. Your face feels hot and it’s not from the alcohol this time. Fuck. You think to yourself, he probably thinks you’re a loser.

“Um-.”

“No need to be embarrassed, Y/n, it’s perfectly normal. You’re a young woman. You should save it for a real man, one that would treat you the way you deserve.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, you are right to wait. You shouldn't waste it on some frat boy that just wants to add another knot to his bedpost, another flower he had picked for some bet. You should give yourself to a man that knows what he’s doing. One that’d make sure you’re so drunk on pleasure you wouldn’t be able to decipher up from down.”

Without realizing it as Mr. Yeager spoke, eyes locked, he scooted closer to your side of the loveseat. Your heartbeat is increasing with every advancing inch of him. Swallowing, drinking up the intoxicating things being said to you, trying to wet your throat that is drying. His fingertips graze your arm, a simmering gaze trailing up and down your body before coming back to yours. Your lips are slightly parted but no words come out.

“At least that’s what I would do.”

“What you would do?” The parroted question falls from your head to your lips before you could stop them. Embarrassment overtakes you, getting swept up in your own fantasies. You’ve blurred the line between dream and reality. Mr. Yeager was just trying to make you feel better by putting himself in your shoes.

Right?

“Sorry I didn’t mean it like-.” You try to correct yourself, the alcohol must have caught up with you quicker than you thought, but he cut you off.

“You didn’t mean what?”

“Uh, nothing. Forget I said that.” You try to sweep what happened under the rug but the humorous glint in the man’s eyes tells you he has another plan.

“You know, Y/n you’re such a sweet little thing.” He tilts his head at your blushing face as the hand on his lap reaches up to brush your hair back. Your breath hitches and you hoped he didn’t hear but the curve of his lips tells you otherwise. As he continues to speak, the palm on the side of your face begins to trail down your neck and shoulder, the line he draws down your covered skin ignites your senses.

“So innocent and easily flustered. To answer the question plastered all over that pretty face of yours, yes. I would gladly, if you so desired, strip that pesky chastity belt from you and show you the true meaning of pleasure.” His face draws near yours, you can feel his hot breath against your lips.

You want him.

You’ve wanted him for so long, long before this moment.

But you stop yourself.

“I-” The two of you hear footsteps coming down the wooden staircase and a part of you is greatful. Backing away you stand as Mrs. Yeager, the wife of the man that just offered to take your virginity, turns the corner.

“Y/n, it’s getting late. I think it’s time you get back home.” She says, looking at her husband.

“I was just getting ready to walk her back.”

“I think she can manage.” The tension between the two makes you squirm.

Does she know what we were just doing?

It doesn’t matter. You need to get home and sleep off the alcohol in your system, maybe then you can think more clearly.  

“Thank you for having me over.” You say to the two of them.

Walking towards the front door, Mr. Yeager right behind you. Opening it for you he stops you before letting you go.

“It was lovely having you, as always, Y/n.” He says before pausing to peek over his shoulder.

“Think about what I said. My door is always open to you.” He leaves you with a wink. As you walk across the street to your house you didn’t realize how hot you were till the cold night air hit your flushed skin.

~~~

A few days had gone by since that night. Your friend had returned the next day and you had made an excuse as to why you couldn’t sleep over that night, you couldn’t tell her you were spinning with thoughts of her disgustingly hot father.

However on this night you and your friend went to a bar to meet up with a few other friends. Instead of going home you went to her place.

It is the middle of the night, your friend is fast asleep in her drunk induced slumber. Your buzz has died down to a low hum but the heat between your legs have not subsided. No matter how hard you tried drinking and dancing with other men you couldn’t get the eyes of one particular man out of your head.

Laying on the blowup mattress made up next to your friend’s bed you begin to rub your thighs together in frustration. The ache between them continues to build the more you try to erase his face from your mind. The more you try to forget the way the baritone of his voice vibrated through you and the words he spoke, the worse it got. Every syllable oozing with sex and desire. It all made you so hot that you almost couldn't breathe.

You start to rub your hands over your body, imagining they were his. Cupping your breasts and pinching your nipples, you play with yourself pulling soft sighs from your throat. One hand slides under the waistband of your sleep shorts, over your underwear. You halt your movements when you hear your friend turn in her sleep but continue once she stills.

With closed eyes you picture him.

In your mindseye he is shirtless, it wasn’t hard to know he has a great body from the tight shirts he wears. A strong arm holds himself up on his forearm as the other draws a line down your front. Dipping into your shorts like yours. His hot breath fanning your ear as he calls you all the pretty names you want him to call you. Fingers run over the wet spot on the fabric between your fingers and your needy core. A sigh floats into the air from your lips once more as you rub circles over your clothed heat.

You need more.

You feel the rough fingers that had grazed your bare arm that night now between your thighs. Gently scratching at the bundle of nerves that is begging for release. You bite your lips together to hold in the airy moan that wants to escape. Tears threaten to seep from your eyes in need and frustration. How badly you wished he was between your legs rubbing your most intimate parts. Teasing your unused hole with his fingertips before inserting them, stretching you for his manhood. The fire in your belly roars with desperation and the knowledge that he is just across the hall laying in a bed next to his wife makes it burn even brighter.

Your fingers eagerly move you towards your peak. Your free hand cups over your mouth to suppress your pleasured sounds. Your breath comes quickly from your nostrils and muffled mewls are held under your palm. You rock your hips against your fingers at the deviant thought of being caught touching yourself. Caught thinking of laying with a married man, your friend’s father no less. The tides of euphoria finally wash over you as your toes curl, body spasming as a silent moan falls from your lips.

Your body relaxes from its tightened up state. Pulling your hand from your shorts you lay there looking at the ceiling wanting to feel guilt for what you’ve just done but you don’t. It did not aid in anything other than making your hunger for Mr. Yeager greater.

Although you feel more relaxed than before, you're still too hot to sleep. In your half buzzed state you creep out of the room to sneak downstairs to fetch a glass of water, however on your way to the kitchen you see a light on in the office off to the side of the living room. Thinking it had been left on you peeked in but found the room still being occupied by none other than Mr. Yeager.

Leaned back in his desk chair he is loosely tying up his hair, you admire the way his arms flex when raised. You take in the image of him, knowing it will most likely be used for another future round of your sinful thoughts. However, in your lust filled daze you were caught staring before you could move away.

“You’re up late.” His voice is a low relaxed hum. What you don’t see in the smirk that plays on his lips when you swallow, trying to collect yourself. Admitting defeat of your poor attempt at spying, you open the door to his office.

“Sorry, I couldn’t sleep and I saw the light I-.” You scramble trying to make it seem your presence is casual but he cuts you off with an invitation.

“Come in. What seems to be on your mind?” He asks with false concern, his eyebrows quirked and head tilted.

Closing the door you take a few steps into the room. You wring your hands together as you gather your courage, it’s now or never.

“Um, I- I thought about what you said the other night.” Your words come out meek and uncertain of what you plan to do.

“Come.” He says the single word with a gesture to the chair in front of his desk.

You take the few timid steps it takes to reach the plush leather chair. Before you can think of something else to say he starts.

“Tell me, Beautiful, what is it you’ve been thinking about in that pretty head of yours?” He asks with a small smirk. Your breath catches in your throat for a moment by the pet name.

“Uh, I don’t know.” You say, your words come out stuttered and nervous. God, you must sound stupid. You think as you look at your hands.

“You don’t know?” He parrots back. “Surely you didn’t come here for no reason.” Your gaze looks up when you sense him standing from his seat. Going around his desk he sits on the corner of it in front of you, one hand resting atop the surface for support as he looks at you.

“From the look on your face I think you know what you want to say but are too shy to say it or perhaps you don’t want to admit it at all. So tell me, what's the decision you’ve come to?” You take a deep breath because he hit the nail right on the head. Licking  your lips you finally respond.

“Mr. Yeager, you’re my friend’s dad and-.” You pause.

“And what?”

“And you’re married.” Your words hang in the air in a balloon of silence before it is broken by a deep chuckle.

“Both are true statements but what’s that got to do with our little discussion?”

He responds so casually as if the infidelity he is playing with is nothing. Like how this can possibly change your relationship with your friend was not worth a second thought.

Stepping off the desk he stalks around behind you like a predator circling his prey. Your breath wavers when you feel his hands touching the back of your chair, his body leaning over your shoulder.

“My wife doesn’t please me. We haven’t properly had sex in months and you are sitting here never having been properly touched, if at all.” His face turns to yours, his hot breath hitting against your right ear. “It seems to me we could both benefit from this arrangement and nobody would have to know. It can be our dirty little secret.” 

His nose is touching your head, breathing in your scent as you’re flooded with his musk. So manly and earthy, you want to bathe in it. You gasp when you feel his warm hand touch yours, gliding up your bare arm. You almost get lost in the residual of your high from earlier mixing with the new heat brewing till his deep voice speaks again.

“What do you say, pretty girl? You can walk back upstairs and go to sleep like nothing happened or you can stay here and I can give you a little taste, or rather you'll be giving me a taste of what this can offer.” His heavy breath fans your ear and you melt under his searing touch. His hand slides from your hand, down the armrest to glide along your bare leg and gently back up, fingertips grazing your inner thigh teasingly but never making contact with the needy junction between them.

The sane part of you tries to speak but is greatly overtaken by lust. You open your eyes, you never realized you closed, and turn in the leather seat completely. Mr. Yeager stands back as he looks at your kneeled form on the cushion in front of him, your hands resting on the back as you look up at him.

“It’ll just be between us?” You ask. His lips curve up at your sweet naivety. Bending at the hip, his hands gripping the chair back, he puts his handsome face in front of yours with a gentle smile.

“Of course, if that’s what you wish. You have full control here.”

“I do?” He nods his head with a hum as he strokes your cheek.

“All you’ll have to do is say the word and I’ll stop.”

Walking back around in front of your seat Mr. Yeager kneels before you on one knee, green eyes remain gentle yet primal.

“So tell me, Y/n, what do you want to do first?” His question makes you open and close your mouth a few times as you try to find the words. Of course you’ve thought about sex and all the things that go around it but being presented with it is different than thinking about it.

“Um, I don’t know.” You let out a nervous laugh.

“Why don’t I show you a few things then and we can move on from there. You just let me know if you want to stop.” He offers and you nod your head. Your heart is beating out of your chest, you’re still in shock that this is even happening. Sure you’ve dreamed of it but to actually be met with it, with him, is nothing like you’ve imagined.

Your breath hitches when your hips are suddenly pulled forward, your back now almost completely laid onto the seat of the chair.

“Do you mind if I take off your shorts?” You nod your head, biting your lip.

“I need a verbal yes or no, Sweetheart.”

“Yes.” You say quickly. He smiles in approval at your submissiveness. Lifting your hips you help him strip you of your pajama shorts leaving you just in your light blue underwear. You bend your knees together but his large hands are quick to pry them back open

“I can’t help you if you keep your legs closed now can I?” You shake your head brushing your hair behind your ear. “No I can’t, besides how else will I see your pretty panties if you do.” His added comment makes him laugh and you blush harder.

Oh how he’s going to enjoy toying with you.

His callused hands run up and down your thighs soothingly. He places a few kisses on your inner thighs, never looking away, to see your reaction of soft intakes of breath. A low growl comes from his throat from your scent. It takes everything in him not to tear off the useless fabric and bury his face between your open legs.

He takes one hand and slides it down your inner thigh. He feels your muscles flex and shiver under his touch. Not yet touching your waiting womanhood he drags his hand up to rest on your mound, his eyes go back to yours.

“May I?” He asks and you hastily agree with a nod but he waits for you to say it.

“Yes.”

“Good girl.” His praise melts over you and is accompanied by his thumb gingerly rubbing over your covered folds. A hungry hum that turns to a breathy chuckle erupts from his chest.

“Already so wet for me. Has my presence had such an effect on you or have you perhaps been thinking of this before you stepped into my office?” His knowing statement comes out less like a question but you find yourself needing to answer it anyways while under his gaze.

“Yes.” It seems to be the only word you can utter while caught in his stare.

“Yes what, Sweet girl?” He punctuates his question with another kiss on your inner thigh.

Breathing in, trying to collect the words in your head that have scrambled under his touch. You try to sit up more but his hold on your hips doesn’t leave enough leniency to do so. You try to focus on your response through the torturous slow movements he is making.

“Yes, I thought of you while I-.” You stop yourself before revealing too much but it was too late, he is quick to pull you back to it.

“While you what?” You shudder at his words.

The air around him shifts from light and gentle to that of a hungry beast. You stutter but he stops you when he stands to tower over you, hand holding the back next to your head, a predatory glint in his green eyes.

“Were you touching yourself at the thought of me, Y/n?” His face is so close to yours you almost stopped breathing.

“Yes.” You whisper and his chuckle vibrates through you once more.

“How naughty of you. It’s not enough to just have dirty thoughts of your friend’s dad but you just couldn't help but touch this little pussy in the same room as her?” His fingers begin to rub your clothed core, just as you had done not even ten minutes prior, pulling a soft sigh from your lips.

“Is that what gets you off? The thought of getting caught?” He chortles at the idea. “And here I was thinking you were some innocent little flower.”

“What are you going to do to me?” You ask, the words coming out before you can think them through. He pulls away from your ear and looks at you.

“Baby girl, I plan to enjoy you for everything you are. I’m going to lick up all the sweetness that your body has to offer and most importantly I’m going to take much pride in making you a woman.” Your head spins, it’s as if you’ve been holding your breath this whole time and perhaps you have but all you do know is you like what he is saying.

“Really?” It’s all you could think to ask in the moment, like some reassurance that you aren’t making this up.

“Absolutely, if that is what you want.”

“How will you do that?” Cupping your sweet face he gives you another smile.

“You, my sweet girl, are going to lay on my desk while I clean up this messy little pussy of yours with my tongue and all you have to do is try to keep those pretty sounds of yours to yourself. Wouldn't want to get caught now would we?” You nod your head silently, doe eyes looking up through your lashes.

Before you know it you’re weightless when Mr. Yeager picks you up and carries you to the front of his desk. Swiping away the papers that laid there to the floor he replaces them with your back.

Propped up on your elbows you finally take a moment to take in his appearance, a white t-shirt and black pajama pants with a growing bulge becoming apparent. Pulling your eyes away from his body you meet his - a knowing look on his face but he doesn’t say anything about it. Instead he takes a seat in the swivel chair behind him. Rolling forward he curls his fingers under the band of your underwear.

“May I?” He asks, even though you were laid before him more than ready for him to strip you bare and devour you.

“Yes.”

Lifting your hips he slowly pulls the last scrap of clothing separating your heat and his gaze. You want to close your legs on reflex but his hot hands stop you. He gently nudges them to the side, spreading you open wider for him. Looking away, unable to look him in the eyes as you sit in this embarrassing position of you being half naked, spread eagle and him fully clothed.

While you aren’t looking you miss the devilish smile that spreads across his face as he looks at your weeping hole. Completely untouched by any other, sickened with need and he holds the cure. He licks his lips as he drags his thumb up your hot folds, sighing hungrely at the moistness. He can’t wait to lick up every bit of it, nothing sweeter than a ripened fruit ready for the picking and he is a starved man.

As he did before, he began to trail kisses down your inner thigh and when he meets your apex he goes to the other, not only to tease you but himself. He wants to see just how far he can push himself and in turn it tests you as well. His hands pull your hips closer to his face, gripping you like a vise.

“Please, Mr. Yeager.” You whine as he blows cold air against your fevered cunt. Your needy plea is music to his ears and without another word he plunges in. Mouth open, licking around your seeping hole, up and down your folds and everywhere his tongue can reach. He moans into your scent, your taste, the feeling of your delicate fingers tangling into his hair. All of it is amazing.

You try to keep your moans in by folding your lips in as you watch the man between your legs eat you out as if you’re his last meal. One hand is firmly planted behind you, nails digging into the edge of the desk, as the other is curled into his chocolate brown locks. You fear that you’ll draw blood if you bite your lips any harder so with your hand still tangled in his hair you fully lay back onto his desk cupping your hand over your mouth.

Your attempt to muffle your moans was lazier than before considering no one else was on the main floor but you still didn’t want to risk it. It was easier to hide your sounds before when it was only you touching you but with someone else you don’t know what to expect. The randomized flicks of his tongue and suctions on your clit get you by surprise and you love it.

“Fuck!” Your whispered cry reaches Mr. Yeager’s ears, drawing his eyes up. Locked in, he stares at you watching him suckle on your clitoris -spinning you into oblivion.

“Mr. Yeager, please- ah.” Your legs wrap around his shoulders for leverage. Your nails scratch at his scalp which pulls another guttural groan from his throat that vibrates against your already sensitive bundle of nerves. His breathing is heavier and his eyes are fiendish as he tries to pull you towards your climax.

“Please, I need you -ah- I need your fingers.” You say, finally being honest of your wants without shame, making the man between your legs chuckle darkly into your sloppy folds.

Happily complying with your needs he unwraps one of his arms around your thighs and puts it between you two. Retracting his lips you whimper at the loss but he coos at you reassuringly.

“Shh shh, quiet down, Sweet girl. I just want to see your pretty pussy stretch around my fingers.” Rubbing his index and middle fingers up and down your folds he collects the mixture of his spit and your slick on his fingertips, teasing your entrance. Lining his fingers up he glances at you before finally pushing his digits in. You moan at the new sensation. You’ve fingered yourself before but it was nothing like this. His fingers were thicker and rougher than yours and reached you further than you could yourself.

“Fuck. So pretty.” He says, to himself, as he admires the way his fingers disappear into your tight hole. Pulling them in and out he watches as your essence coats his fingers before turning his hand up, fingers still inside, to curl them against your g-spot.

You clench around his moving digits and almost didn’t catch the moan that fell from your lips as you adjusted to the new found stretch. You see Mr. Yeager’s emerald eyes darken and an excited grin grew across his face.

“Just like that, Sweetheart, you’re stretching around my fingers so beautifully. So tight and pliable for me. Just listen to the way your sloppy pussy sounds, Babygirl. You’re gushing all over my desk and fingers. Making such pretty moans from just having my fingers. You gonna cum for me, Baby? Cum all over my fingers?” His taunts are a sea of vulgarity and you are drowning in it. captured by the lust that is coursing through you.

“Yes, Mr. Yeager -fuck- yes.” You struggle to keep your voice down. “Please-.” You try to continue but are cut off by the roaring of pleasure shooting your spine, rendering your speech useless.  

“Please what, Y/n? Use your words.” He tries to hold back his amusement as he watches you struggle to compose a simple sentence.

“Make me feel good, Daddy.” The last word fell from your lips before you could stop it, your small moment of realization was so cute to him. Seeing your cheeks flush brighter than before and your fingers covering your mouth makes his chest rumble with desire and a carnivorous smirk cuts across his face.

You try to cover up your words with more musings but your useless sentiments fall on deaf ears.

“Call me that again.”

“Um- ah.” You try to question him but you’re crossed between your embarrassment and the feeling of his fingers rubbing your insides. Getting up Mr. Yeager leans over you combing his fingers back through your hair, holding your face up to his.

Pulling his fingers from your dripping hole, sliding his slick covered digits up and down your folds.

“I said, call me that again.” He cuts off your response by slotting his fingers back inside your aching core, curling and pumping them into you with more zeal than before.

“As long as I am touching you, you’re to refer to me as ‘Daddy’. Can you do that for me, Princess?” Your eyes threaten to roll to the back of your head as your back arches up and your hand flies to your mouth to muffle the uncontrollable moans spilling from your lips. His words, accompanied with the squelching of your cunt as his fingers move inside you, is making it increasingly harder to breathe out a response.

“I can’t hear you.” He says. Trying to collect your thoughts and breath as you tighten your abdomen in an attempt to suppress the overwhelming pleasure that is shooting up your spine to answer him.

“Yes.” You answer shortly but he doesn’t let up, his fingers tighten in your hair making your scalp sting in the best way.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Daddy- ah.”

“Good girl.”

That was it, that one final word snapped the last remaining restraint he had before ripping his digits from your weeping pussy to rub furiously at your throbbing clitoris. A dark satisfied titter vibrates from Mr. Yeager’s chest as you seize up and struggle under his touch.

With eyes screwed shut you try to throw your head back but are held in place by his grip in your hair. One hand is cupped over your sweet lips as your other is holding onto his forearm, digging into his flesh as you're overcome by your orgasm. Rough waves of pleasure crash over you as if you’re stuck between a riptide and a rock wall, being forcefully knocked against it over and over again till your head is spinning.

“Just like that, Baby. You’re cumming so beautifully for me.” His hot breath brushes against you as his voice rings in your ear. His hand doesn’t falter in riding out your intense high till he sees your body beginning to slack and twitch from overstimulation.

Your chest is heaving as your hand falls from your lips and rests on your breast. Your eyes are still closed, relishing in the afterglow of pleasure that was far greater than when you’ve pleasured yourself. Fatigue racks your body as you feel soft lips peppering the curve of your exposed neck with soothing kisses.

“You did so good, Sweetheart.” He coos. His hand between your legs moves to gently rub along your thigh as his other hand untangles from your locks. Sliding his hand up your body he combs a loose strand from your face with a satisfied smile. Opening your tired eyes you gaze into his emerald ones, expectant of his next move as you lick your lips.

He straightens you to an upright position on his desk, standing between your legs he runs his hands down your arms to stroke your hips and thighs. Looking over your body that's clad in nothing but your sleep shirt..

“Did you enjoy yourself?” He asks knowingly.

“Uh huh.” You nod, doe eyed still enthralled in the rush of serotonin and dopamine in your brain.

“Good. Now you should go off to bed before you’re seen missing.” His words snap you back.

“I thought…” You breathe, trailing off a bit embarrassed for expecting that he’d take you but he cups your cheek to direct your gaze back to his. A gentle smile curved on his lips.

“Sweetheart, I intend to follow through with our little arrangement, you just got to be a good girl and be patient. Don’t worry, Daddy will take good care of you.” Your eyes flutter at his words as he combs both hands across your scalp. “Good things come to those who wait.”

“Okay.” You smile breathlessly, coyly biting your upper lip.

Letting you down from his desk you put your underwear and shorts back on but before you leave his office he stops you as you open the door.

“Oh, one more thing.” You turn to meet his burning gaze as he walks your way. Standing in front of you holding the door, he on one side and you on the other he leans his face next to yours and whispers his last command in your ear.

“You aren’t to touch yourself till the next time we meet.”

~~~

It’s been a few days since that night in Mr. Yeager’s office and you can’t stop thinking about it. When you’re taking a shower, running errands or going to bed - anytime your mind has space to wonder your thoughts go straight to the way his hands felt on your body. The sound of his voice in your ear and the growing need for him. You see the bulge in his pants in your mind's eye and can’t help but lick your lips at the thought of it, thinking of how it will look, how it’d taste and most importantly how it’d feel inside you.

Would it feel the same as the times you’ve shoved a toy inside your snatch, trying to fuck yourself? Would it feel like anything you’ve ever experienced with yourself before?

You know the answer to that already.

His fingers already pleased you more than any toy had. You can only imagine how his cock would stretch you out. How good it’d feel to have his weight on your chest, holding you down as he plowed into your aching body. Just the thought of it is enough to make you cream your panties.  

To distract yourself from your lust filled thoughts you go to check the mail and see your friend and her mom pulling out of the driveway and standing at their doorway is Mr. Yeager, his eyes move up to catch you from across the street. Your stomach flutters when a grin graces his handsome face. His gaze lingers on you a little longer than what’d be normal as a friendly greeting between neighbors before he finally turns and goes back inside.

Your heart is pounding in your chest. Was he trying to tell you something with his eyes? Should you go over there?

Your mind is racing a million miles per minute trying to conjure up your next move.

I’m going over!

You make the choice without a second thought. Running upstairs you go to your room to make sure you are ready. Looking in the mirror you examine yourself. You were wearing jeans and a white tank top with a warm brown cardigan draped on your shoulders, the only thing you changed was your undergarments to ensure they matched.

Staring yourself down in the mirror you take a few deep breaths trying not to overthink it.

You’re just going to go over there and lose your virginity to your best friend’s dad. It’s no big deal. You try to tell yourself over and over that everything is just fine, you’re both adults and besides this is something you’ve been wanting for years.

Before you can back out you knock on the door three times and wait with your hands behind your back, rocking on your heels anxiously. You straighten your gaze when you hear footsteps and the lock clicks before the door is swung open to a smoldering Mr. Yeager. He stands there in his well fitted jeans and a t-shirt that leaves little to the imagination. When his emerald eyes glaze over your waiting form a smirk pulls at his lips.

“Well hello, Y/n. What can I do for you?” He asks nonchalantly.

“Well um-” You comb a strand of hair behind your ear trying to find the words you didn’t think of before you came knocking on his door. Wanting to not come off as totally helpless you try to muster up as much alluring calm you can as your heart is beating rapidly against your chest.

“I saw that you were home alone and thought I’d come give you some company.” You smile up at him, biting your bottom lip. His response comes with an amused huff as he opens the door further for you.

“I’d love that.”

Walking in he offers to take your sweater to which you accept. Standing behind you, his breath brushes your ear as he slips the cardigan from your arms placing a gentle yet sensual kiss upon your bare shoulder.

“You look beautiful today, as always.” He says in your ear before he walks past you to hang the discarded article, like he didn’t  just set your nerves on fire.

What you didn’t see, while your heart was beating like a drum in your chest, was the satisfied and conniving smirk Mr. Yeager had but soon hid when he turned back to you.

“Would you like something to drink?”

“Um sure.” You didn’t specify what exactly but either way would be nice to distract you. Besides, if he gives you anything with an alcohol content you wouldn’t be too mad. God knows you might need something to take the edge off of your nerves.

Returning with your drinks the two of you sit on the couch much like you had the first night this started between you. Whatever *this* is.

“Tell me Y/n, have you been a good girl since we’ve been apart?” His question almost made you choke on your drink. Swallowing you put your glass on the coffee table as you catch the amusement on his face at your surprise.

“What do you mean?” Leaning forward, his hand rests on your crossed knee allowing his breath to invade your space.

“I’m asking you if you’ve touched yourself since we’ve last seen eachother or if you’ve been good and refrained as I’ve instructed.” He curls a hair behind your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. Looking up through your lashes you shake your head slowly.

“I was good like you asked.” He sighs, pleased with your answer and your wording especially.

“That’s my good girl. Just so obedient aren’t ya’?” You hum in agreement, slowly getting lulled into his subtle touch that’s trailing down your neck.

You sigh as his hot lips meet your pulse, gently sucking the skin making a pink bloom appear. His lips are but a breath away as he locks eyes with you.

“Tell me, Y/n, you didn’t just come here to talk did you?” You shake your head, your lower lip caught between your teeth.

“No? Then tell me, Babygirl, what could’ve possibly brought you over here when my wife and daughter are out?” He flashes you knowing smirk again.

Eren is enjoying the view of you beginning to squirm under his gaze. Your exposed cleavage from your tank top moving up and down with every ever increasing breath at his words, at the thoughts that must be going through your pretty little head.

You’re so innocent.

Untouched and he can’t wait to get his filthy hands all over your pristine body. He wants to walk all over you like freshly fallen snow on Christmas morning but not before he’s properly teased you. He wants to see just how far he can bend you. How much it would take to have you breathless and begging for him to take you. Begging him to stretch out your tight unused hole. He licks his lips at just the thought of your pretty pussy dripping all over for him again. Your face all scrunched up in pleasure before he spoils your body with his cock, making you cry out beneath him.

“Well I-” You swallow and take a deep breath. “I wanted to see you again. Wanted to feel you again.” You say inching towards his face daringly. Eren would be lying if he said he didn’t like your timid boldness.

“That’s exactly what I was hoping you’d say.” A sinister glint flashes in his emerald hues before he catches your lips with his for the first time. If given the chance you would’ve laughed at the fact that his lips had met the ones between your legs sooner than the ones on your face but his all consuming kiss wiped those thoughts away.

His lips are soft and plush against yours. His tongue explores your mouth as he steals the breath from your lungs. You cup his clean shaved face as his hands slide up your sides, squeezing and groping as he makes his way up to your breasts. You gasp into his mouth as his large hands knead at your clothed swells. Both your hands are resting on his shoulders now as you lean closer to his body. Your hands move up his neck to tangle your fingers in his chocolate locks, wanting so badly to ruffle his perfectly tied up hair. The adrenaline in your veins begins to flood your system making your heart race faster. Each pound against your ribcage; a demand.

Closer. 

More. 

Closer.

Your fingertips play with the loose strands at the nap of his neck as you shift to sit on your knee to lean into him more. In all this excitement to give yourself fully to him you are stopped by one of his hands moving to your neck, index finger and thumb gripping your jaw. Looking into his eyes your tummy flutters cause you can see the heat in his green gaze, simmering behind his pupils.

“I’m sorry.” You say, trying to sit back but his grip holds you in place. His other hand moves from your breast up to rake back your hair.

“No, don’t apologize, Sweetheart. You’re eager, I like that. But not yet. Not here.”

“Not here?” You furrow your bows confused as to what he meant.

“Don’t you think if we’re going to commit to this sinful act then we should do it right? If I’m going to have you it won't be in my office and it won't be on the couch. It will be in my bed.” He pauses, “ Is that okay?” His hot breath brushes your lips, melting you in his hands and you just nod your head in a daze.

~~~

He closes the door behind him and for the first time ever you are standing in his bedroom -the one he shares with his wife. You’re  taking one step back for every advancing one he takes towards you till the back of your knees are stopped by the foot of the bed.

Standing before you, loose strands of hair framing his handsome face. He cups your cheeks in his hands like he’s holding a precious gem.

“Is this what you still want?” He asks, waiting for your response you nod your head slowly.

“Yes.”

“Good. Sit on the bed.” You do as instructed and sink down onto the mattress. Your eyes move down his body, wanting to rip off every scrap of clothing that covers his hot skin, and back up to meet his pleased stare.

“Tell me, Baby, what do you want to do first?” He asks, brushing his knuckles across your cheekbone. The air in your throat becomes thick, threatening to choke you. “Don’t be shy, tell Daddy what you want.” He coxes you further into lust, your mind already spinning and he’s hardly even touched you.

“I want your shirt off.” You say in an exhale. Wetting your dry lips with your tongue you watch as he carries out your simple wish.

His eyes never leave yours as he stands in front of you slowly trailing his hands down to the hem of his shirt, watching your eyes follow his movements. Fingers grip the cotton fabric and slowly pull it up to expose his toned midriff. As his arms move up his frame, you admire the way every muscle flexes and contracts as he strips himself for your viewing. Lean abs and chiseled pecs reveal themselves as he pulls his top over his head, bare arms flex and ripple with toned biceps before tossing the unwanted cloth to the side.

Your breath stutters as you breathe in, lips parted slightly. He looks godly and he’s only taken off his shirt. No one's dad had any right to look this hot.

“Is that all, Baby? Or do you want to see more?” He asks knowingly. He tries to restrain the chuckle brewing in his chest from coming out as he looks at your dazed look. You’re like a doe in headlights, looking at him all wide eyed and in need for more.

“Uh huh.” You nod your head, clenching your thighs together in an effort to ease the ache between them.

Undoing his belt and pulling it slowly through the loops he tosses it aside, then undoes his jeans. Your eyes follow his meticulous fingers unhooking the button and dragging the zipper down. You try not to stare too hard but you can’t help it.

He now stands in front of you in nothing but his black boxer briefs, a clear bulge begging to be freed. You breathe in as you stare at his waist, your bottom lip is pinched between your teeth but your eyes dart up to his as you hear a breathy laugh echo in the room.

“Naughty girl, you know it’s not nice to stare.” He scolds playfully as he takes a few steps towards you, closing the gap between him and the foot of the bed. “Is this what you want, Babygirl?” He asks, his hand gripping his thickening length over his underwear creating a sigh that escapes his throat. You nod your head eagerly in response.

Standing but a few inches away from you, your eyes look through your lashes at the man standing above you. Bringing one hand up you place your palm on his thigh.

“I want to do what you did to me in your office.” You heard a low hum that almost verged on a growl in response..

You can’t talk to him like that.

It’s already taking everything in him not to flip you over and take you right now. The way you’re looking up at him so innocently, seeking guidance in his wisdom of the things done behind closed doors. He wants so badly to tear every scrap of clothing off your untainted body and carve his hands across it. Mark your body, claim it as his own. But not yet.

Instead he brushes your cheek sweetly once more and smiles down at your open face.

“You want to please me with your mouth?”

“Yes. Show me how to do it.” Unknowingly you’re really trying his willpower with everything you say.

“Of course but first let's take this off, if that’s okay.” His hands grab the hem of your tank top then begin to pull it up over your head, slowly, waiting for any restraint but none comes. You just watch his eyes hungrily take in every inch of your exposed skin.

You hold back the urge to cross your arms over your bra clad breasts. Instead your attention is brought back to him as he combs his hands back through your hair, pulling your strands to direct your face up to his.

“Pull down my underwear.” Without another word you do as you’re instructed. Shaky fingers wrap around the band of the last piece of clothing separating you from his manhood. You slowly pull them down, his muscular thighs flex at the gentle touch of your fingertips. Unable to take your eyes off his, you blindly unleash his erection.

Without any word from him you instinctively wrap your hand around his shaft, he hisses through his teeth at the sudden contact. You can’t look down but you can feel how thick he is in your palm, your fingers strain to wrap fully around his girth. You take an experimental stroke along his length which is rewarded with a low groan.

“Look at you, already knowing what to do.” He says, amusement lacing his words. His grip on your hair slacks and you finally glance down to your hand that is slowly moving up and down his thick shaft. You swallow as you gaze upon his rather large member.

“Hmm, that feels nice, Baby. Use both your hands.” He takes your other hand and assists in your movements. His fingers are wrapped around your wrists, slowly  jerking himself off with your smaller hands.

“Just like that -ha- keep going. Squeeze me tighter” His praise fills your chest up like a balloon as you fall into a rhythm.

But you want more.

Your hands work his shaft a bit faster than before earning you another groan. His eyes are still burrowing into you, taking in all that you are and what you’re doing at this moment. Wetting your lips you hold him in one hand and rest the other on his thigh as you timidly lean forward and brush the tip of your tongue over the head of his penis, his lips curve hungrily as this.

“Your tongue feels so nice, do that again for me.”

“Like this?” You ask, wanting to hear more of his praise and need for your touch. Dragging your tongue up the underside of his shaft, never breaking eye contact, his muscles tremble slightly under your hand.

“Oh, just like that, Babygirl.” He says with a deep growl. He grabs his member from your hand and tangles his fist in your locks. “Open wide for me.” He says pressing his  tip to your parted lips, a bead of precum ready for you to taste dribbles out. Looking up at him, your hands rest on his thighs, mouth open with your tongue hanging out. The perfect image of a submissive, making the fire in his chest blaze hotter with every passing moment he doesn’t have his cock in your mouth.

He inserts himself into your mouth and lets out a drawn out moan as you greedily begin to suck his tip. His other hand combs into your soft hair as he begins to softly rock you up and down his shaft, slowly and steadily to ensure your comfort.

But he doesn’t want to be gentle with you.

He wants to use your mouth like the perfect toy he knows it is. He wants to fuck your throat till tears streak down your cheeks and you’re covered in drool and cum. Gasping and spitting before him with that fucked out expression he needs to see plastered on your pretty face. He grits his teeth at the thought and holds back.

“So good. So pretty. Ha- just like that, Princess. You look so good with my cock in your mouth.” His honey rich affirmations make your body hotter. Your fingers gripping his thighs tighten, digging your nails into his flesh as he gently pumps into your willing mouth, jaw becoming sore from the wide expansion you’re not used to. Breaking from his eyes you look down to realize he hasn’t sheathed himself fully into your mouth, you’re only fitting half of him.

You want more.

More of his songs of praise.

More of his pleasure.

Your chest swells at the knowledge that you’re the one making him feel good. That the guttural moans and pleased sighs are all for you and from your doing. But you’re desperate to go further.

Wrapping one hand around the base of his cock you look up through your lashes as you try to swallow more of his length. You find that it is much harder than porn makes it look and you gag on his tip when it hits the back of your throat but you persist and you’re glad you did. At your attempts to take more of him Mr. Yeager chuckles down to you through sighs.

“Is my Baby Girl hungry for more of Daddy’s cock?” He asks teasingly, pulling your mouth back from his throbbing length. Once detached you gasp for air, a line of spit going down your chin. Cupping your cheeks his thumb whips the spittle and a few stray tears away, crouching before you.

“You did so good for your first time but let's not get too ahead of ourselves.” He smiles at your panting expression before placing a chased kiss upon your spit slicked lips.

Standing up fully you watch from your seated position as he walks around you out of sight. You feel the mattress dip behind you as he crawls on. A shiver goes down your spine as his rough knuckles drag a slow line down from the nape of your neck to the line of your bra. His breath cascades over you as he leans into your back placing gentle kisses along your bare shoulder.

“Can I take this off?” He asks between soft pecks.

“Yes.” You say breathlessly, you can feel him grin against your skin as his fingers make work on the clasps of your bra. The garment slacks at your front, you allow it to fall down your arms as you close your eyes, getting lost in the sensual caresses of the man behind you. One hand glides up your side as the other grabs the discarded article from your lap, tossing it to the floor.

Before you know it you're hauled further onto the mattress, a surprised gasp falls from your parted lips. You’re laid on your back, bare chested, lips swollen from kissing and sucking. You watch Mr. Yeager in all his naked glory crawl to your feet to part your legs. His green eyes flick to you questioningly as his hands move to undo the button of your jeans. You silently nod allowing him access.

Now you’re laid in nothing but your underwear. You’ve never been this exposed to anyone  before, especially a man, and your body is buzzing with excitement and nervousness as your legs are parted for him to rest between. His body covers yours, forearms dig into the mattress next to your head. You shyly drag your palms up his sides, needing to touch him again, never looking from his gaze. He breathes in from your delicate touch and leans in to catch your lips in an urgent kiss. Your teeth knock together in the frenzy of your tongues dancing for dominance, not that you had a chance. Everything about Mr. Yeager exuded confidence and control. His very being demanded submission and you were a willing victim.

You moan into his lips as he begins to rut his hard cock against your clothed heat. Your hands find their way to his hair, uncaring in their needy tugs at his roots. Loose strands hang around his face tickling your cheeks. He pulls back allowing you air, his hips rock against you with force pulling another beautiful mewl from you.

“Your voice is so pretty. Do you like the way I feel against you?”

“Yes, Daddy.” His eyes darken, pleased with the needy lilt in your voice.

You’re so meek and malleable under him. He hasn’t had this kind of thrill in a long time. He’s been married for nearly two and a half decades to a woman that hasn’t given him a proper fuck in years, seemingly only willing to exert enough energy to get it over with. But here and now he has a pretty young thing writhing underneath him seeking for the excitement he has wanted for so long. Seeking release from her lifelong virtue. Seeking him. And who was he to deny an eager young woman like yourself.

Snaking a hand between your bodies he brushes his fingertips over your aching core. You’re surprised gasp turns to a soft moan at the sudden contact. His fingers fondle your clothed lips, feeling the small damp spot growing in the center.

“Hmm, I can feel how wet you’re for me already, Baby. Have I excited you so much already?”

“Mhm.” You sigh as pleasure crawls up your spine in a wave thick like molasses.

The world around you melts away as you let yourself sink into the pool of pleasure surrounding you. His weight of muscle and heat holds you down, dousing you in his musky scent of mint and pine. The ends of his hair graze your flushed cheeks, reaching up you untangle the loop in his hair letting it fall down around his face. He sighs happily as you scrape your fingers across his scalp, combing his hair back, fingers tangling in his strands as his touch narrows in on your neglected clit that is pulsating, begging to be touched under your panties.

“Please, Daddy.” You whine, eyes scrunched closed trying to hold onto any loose threads of pleasure that dangle in front of you.

“Please, what?” He asks, placing a wet kiss on your neck. “I will give you whatever you need, Princess but you have to tell Daddy what that is?” Kisses along the expanse of your neck and chest break up his words, melting you further into the mattress. Gathering your breath you finally get the words out.

“I need your fingers, please.” You beg, uncaring of how you sound. He loves it.  

Without another word Mr. Yeager pulls away to rest back on his knees, hands sweeping down your frame as he curls his digits under the waist of your panties. He looks between his hands and your eyes for any objections, although he knew there’d be none, before stripping the last scrap of clothing between the two of you.

Laid out completely bare for the first time you unconsciously cross your arms lightly over your chest, feeling a confounding combination of feeling over exposed and in need of more. Sitting between your spread knees, Mr. Yeager balls up the piece of lace in his fist before bringing them to his face to inhale your scent.

Your lips part lustfully at the erotic act of the well experenced man above you. The satisfied hum that leaves his throat warms your belly, stirring your insides like a cauldron beginning to boil over with anticipation.

His eyes sear into your exposed skin in calculated swipes, ensuring no patch of heated flesh goes unseen.

“So beautiful.” He breathes, tossing aside the useless fabric. His rough hands slide from your bent knees, down your thighs to rest on your hips. In a swift jerk he pulls your hips closer to his to lean over you. His attentive lips create a trail from your jaw down your neck, over the cusps of your breasts, along your belly, till he reaches your hip. Hunkered down between your legs he spreads them wider, looking you in the eyes as he peppers your inner thigh with wet kisses up to your knee and then the same on the other.  

Your breaths are coming out labored in unbridled want as you stare into Mr. Yeager’s hypnotic emerald green gaze. You bite your lips together with doe eyes as he props himself on his elbows, one arm curled around your left thigh as the other moves in front of him.

He brushes his index and middle finger up your folds in a ghosting touch, a small whimper escapes your lips making him sigh with contentment.

“You look so beautiful laid out for me.” He says, his digits sliding along your slit with ease. “You’re the cutest shade of pink right now. Are you that excited to have me touching you?”

“Yes.” You say automatically, breathlessly.

“Such a shame it took us so long to do this.” He smiles. “Ever since you were in my office, legs spread wide for me, I haven’t been able to stoping thinking about this.” His statement is punctuated by his thick fingers pushing into your dripping core.

You let out a short groan at the stretch you’ve missed since you last had his fingers, and you weren’t alone in that craving. Mr. Yeager hums darkly as your hot cunt squeezes his digits like a vise. Curling and manipulating his fingers within your walls, he pulls moans and sweet whines from your lips.

He lets out a satisfied sigh of his own. “Ever since you walked out of my office I’ve been wanting to get my hands on you again. Wanting to stretch out this pretty little pussy for me. To taste the sweetness that oozes out of it. Everything.” His hungry words melt over you as his digits curl inside your gummy walls. You don’t even try to hide the pathetic whines and whimpers that come out of your mouth.

“That’s it, Sweetheart, let me hear how I make you feel. Don’t hold anything back from me.” He encourages you, pushing in a third thick finger -one your body accepts happily. Your tight sheath accommodates his wide stretched fingers as if you were made to have them inside you. A strangled mewl leaves your lips as the tightening in your belly grows but isn’t enough to snap your tie to sanity. Rocking your hips against his fingers you scrounge for your own pleasure. A sight he gladly accepts.

“Such a needy girl you are. Trying to fuck yourself on my fingers? Does this little pussy need me that badly?”

“Yes.” You whine in response.

Since it’s your first time Eren decides to indulge your needs. Usually he’d deny you such a luxury. Play with and taunt you till you’re crying, begging to be filled and fucked anyway he saw fit. But he wants to make this special for you -a first time worth remembering. However, that doesn’t mean he’s not going to enjoy himself while doing it.

With his fingers still plugged inside your dripping core he latches onto your clit, rolling the hardened bud between his tongue and teeth. Your head rolls back and a howl of pleasure erupts from your throat. Digging your nails into the sheets, your hips begin to rock against Mr. Yeager’s face and fingers. The combo of his meticulous digits and his hot wet tongue was unholy but not as blasphemous as looking down to see that his eyes haven’t left you.

His emerald gaze is trained on every little reaction you have, determined to drink in every moment of your intense pleasure.

“Fuck. I’m gonna -ah.” Your pleasure filled exclamation was cut off by your first orgasm, washing over you in intense waves. Your hips begin to stutter in their movements as your high begins to dip before relaxing fully into the mattress. Detaching his mouth with a wet smack, Mr. Yeager props himself up.

“So fucking beautiful.” He purrs, looking down at the junction between your legs as he slowly unsheathes his fingers, you sigh from the emptiness.

Your tired eyes flutter as you watch him slowly lick and suck his fingers clean of your white cream, drawing a pleased hum from his chest. Rubbing his hands up and down your legs once more he sinks his fists into the mattress on either side of you and begins to crawl up till his body is parallel to yours. His forearm rests beside your head as his other hand gently strokes your side and hip so softly it almost tickles.

“You still okay?” He asks, you nod. “Good.”

Breaking your staring contest he reaches over to his night stand to grab a foil packet.

As much as he’s dreamed of fucking you raw and filling your swollen cunt with his cum, that will have to come after he’s ensured you’re on proper birth control. Because he can already tell by the neediness in your eyes this will not be the last time he lays between your legs -God willing.

Sitting back, allowing you an unhindered view of his strong body and flexing cock, Mr. Yeager tears open the condom and rolls it down his throbbing shaft. Taking his covered cock in his hand he begins to slowly rub it between your folds. The feeling of his thich latex covered tip teasing your wet hole and slick lower lips is enough to kick start your heart again, your chest rising with increasing breath of anticipation.

“Is this what you want, Sweetheart? It’s okay if it’s not.”

As much as it killed Eren to say it he saw the nervousness all over your face along with the glimmer of lust in your eyes. You nod your head again in agreement. Leaning down with his forearm pressed firmly into the mattress beside your head once again, his nose almost touching yours.

“I need to hear you say it, Y/n.” He reiterates in a lower hushed tone.

“Yes, I want this. Just stay like this… if that's okay?” Petting your head Mr. Yeager gives you a comforting smile.

“Of course. Besides, I want to see the look in your eyes as I take your virginity.” His words flood your body with another wave of heat.

His strong hand keeps petting and playing with your hair as his other hand resumes messing in your wet pussy lips with his cock tip. You both sigh with anticipation. Your hands hold onto his sides as you feel the thick crest of his cock force itself past the tight ring of your entrance.

“Fuck.” His voice is deep and restraining.

There is nothing more he wants to do than plow into your sweet little cunt. Stretch it with his cock. Ruin you for any and every other man. Fuck you hard and deep in every position imaginable till he is the only man that your cute little head thinks about. The only man that can truly satisfy you.

Your virginal hole contracts around his girth. Soft whimpers slip past your lips. His hips are slow in their movements. Painstakingly holding himself back from taking what he’s waited so long to have. Savoring the way your body grips him, inside and out. Your nails dig into his sides and rack up his back till your arms are wrapped around his shoulders holding him close.

Your face is scrunches up in a mix of pain and pleasure. The actual penetration isn’t what hurts but it’s the fullness you are experiencing. Your pussy cramps around his cock in the most delicious way as you try to allow your body to accept every inch of him.

“You’re doing so good, Princess.” He coos into your ear. Cradling your face in one hand you look up at him. “You’re taking my cock so well. Such a good girl.” His praises wash over you. You want to do good for him. You want to take all his cock. Whimpering you wrap your ankles around the back of his calves. And in one final push Eren is fully seated in your tight walls. Your collective voices harmonize in unanimous pleasure.

Allowing your body to grow used to accommodating his manhood, Eren captures your lips in a heated kiss. Devouring your mouth, he can’t get enough of you. He assaults your mouth with his tongue like he wants to with his cock. It is taking every grain of willpower in him to not destroy you in all the delectable ways he’s played out in his head but your perfectly tight snatch hugging his shaft is making it increasingly hard.

There will be time to indulge his fantasies. He knows by the star struck gleam in your eyes. You’re hooked and your dumb little head doesn’t even know it yet.

“I’m gonna start moving.” He smiles at your whimpered response and excited nod.

Slowly a smooth rhythm has been set. Not too hard and not too soft, Mr. Yeager’s hips move against yours.

“Please -ah.” You don’t know what you’re even asking for, just that you are asking for more.

More of his touch. More of his words. More of his dominance. You’ve seen the way he looks at you, especially the night in his office. The way he towered over you, demanding you spill the naughty act you committed in his house and in your friend’s room no less. The thrill of having him wrapped around your finger but none of the power, that is what you wanted. That’s what you’ve been craving all this time.

“Please what, baby girl?” He asks, his voice heavy with breath.

“I need- I need you.” You whimper pathetically, making him titter darkly.

“Sweetheart, you already have me balls deep in you. What more could I possibly give you?”

“I- I-.” You can’t think straight. His cock is stirring everything up inside you, you can’t find the words of what you need. “More. Please, Daddy. More.” You beg but little did you know that was the straw that broke the camel's back.

“Such a needy little girl. So selfish. Is what I’m giving you not enough? Do I need to teach you to be careful of what you ask for, Princess?” His deep voice vibrates against your chest as one of his hands pushes between your joined bodies and begins rubbing circles on your sensitive clitoris.

Your head falls back from the added stimulation. His hips pick up the pace ever so slightly as his words continue to flood your ears. He hand tangled in your hair, lightly pulling at your roots.

“Is this what you wanted, Beautiful? You want me to fuck into? Play with your little clit as you cream all over my cock? To think I was going easy on you for your first time but you don’t want me to be gentle with you, huh? You want me to fuck your sweet little pussy till there’s no thoughts left in that pretty little head of yours?”

“Yes, Daddy.” Those are the only two words your scattered brain can form. Over and over, that’s all your responses are made up of.

He’s right. You may have never had sex before but this is what you wanted. You wanted to be taken. To be used. You wanted to feel the full force of the man above you. Looking up through your lashes, your mouth ajar letting your obscene moans fill the room, you lock eyes with the hungry-predatory gaze of Mr. Yeager.

“Your cunt is squeezing me so tightly, Princess. Are you about to cum all over my cock? Make a mess of yourself as I fuck into you?”

“Yes.”

And you were. The familiar tightness wells up in your belly. The tantalizingly-torturous ache of your impending drop off so close you can almost taste it and how sweet it is. Your legs wrap around Mr.Yeager’s waist, encouraging his steadfast hips to keep pummeling your core. His finger scratching your clit doesn't falter making your nails dig into anything they touch; his back, shoulders, scalp - you name it. It’s sickening that no matter how close he is or how much he pours himself into you, it just doesn’t feel like enough.

“Please, Daddy, ‘m so close.” You pant against his lips.

“I know, Sweetness. Fucking take my cock, that’s it. Feel how I stretch you out. How I play with your body. Fucking hell, you’re amazing. Damn it.” His crass praises are chopped up by his own grunts and groans and continue to play in your ears till finally his hips have pushed you over the edge.

Your head digs back into the pillows, eyes shut tight and mouth in an ‘O’. Sitting back on his knees, still stimulating your clit and hand gripping your hip for leverage, Mr. Yeager helps you ride out your orgasm. Bullying your convulsing cunt with this throbbing cock, his balls tighten in sync with your contracting walls -threatening to spill into the condom.

“That’s it, beautiful. Fuck. You look so perfect cumming on my cock. Let me hear how good I make you feel.”

Eren’s movements aren’t so quick to slow to your declining high. He is still chasing his own.

“Daddy- ah.” You cry from overstimulation. Gripping his wrist that rests between your legs you push at his hand that is soon to retract from your abused clit to clamp down on your other hip like a vice as he fucks into you. A string of curses and guttural moans follow the next few stuttering pumps as his climax draws near and in one final push he is undone. His cock twitches inside your exhausted walls as his sack tightens and spits out his white hot cum.

His hips come to a halt completely sheathed after a few last slow pumps till he was milked fully of all his seed. Resting above you, a forearm on either side of your head, you lay there connected in shared bliss and fatigue. Your chests push against each other as you try to catch your breaths. As your mind tries to piece together all that has happened, Mr. Yeager was the first to speak.

“Are you okay, Sweetheart?”

“Yeah. More than okay, I feel amazing.” Your honesty pulls a tired chuckle from his chest.

“Good. I was worried I may have gone too rough on you but now that I know you can handle it and more importantly liked it, I’ll be sure to remember that for next time.” He smiles, and his grin only grows more carnivorous with your next question.

“There’s gonna be a next time?”

“Sweetheart after getting a taste of you, and if it were up to me, I’d never let you leave this bed. But that is only if you want me too.”

“I do.” You say almost instantaneously. He already knew your answer but it felt so good to hear it aloud.

“Perfect.” He says finally before slowly pulling out of you.

Throwing away the solid condom he comes back in to see you propped up on your forearms, your naked body half covered with a throw blanket. Getting into the bed next to you he pulls you in for a tender kiss before lying down.

“I thought you weren’t done with me.” You pout, draping your arm across his bare chest but Mr. Yeager just shushes you and presses your head against his shoulder and soothingly runs his fingers along your spine.

“All in good time my greedy little princess. Unfortunately we can’t continue any longer today. So just lay here and rest with me before I take you home.”

This was long and kinda rushed at the end but I've procrastinated my way out of finishing and editing this long enough to I hope you enjoyed it.

Feedback and interaction is always appreciated :)

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[ficsforeren]

KAAAANNNNNAAAAA

Aight, so I’m getting my first tattoo today, which made me have an idea- Rockstar Eren takes the kids to get their first tattoos (and I think something that would be cute is that at the beginning it’s a flash back of him helping the kids putting temporary tattoos on)

Also, taking the kids to get their first haircut as well as later on helping Irene dye and cut her hair when she’s a teenager-

Maybe Irene is going through one of the experimental teenager phases and Eren doesn’t like the phase (say like a goth/emo phase or sumthin like that) but supports her anyway instead of being one of those parents that doesn’t let the kids try to find out who they are

Uhhh- I had another idea but I forgot it- wait no it was he also takes the kids to get their first piercings

Also what if Irene practices makeup and painting nails and Eren is the victim of it

And more I just thought of:

And also helps the kids learn how to drive (so they don’t end up like him in the cannon story 🤣 💀 😭)

Also catching one of the kids sneaking out to go to a party they were told not to go to

Ofc before that we would have to have Irene’s first slumber party when she is young

Uhh- later on she has a friends who thinks her dad is hot (because Eren is, so we can’t blame her friends for thinking that)

Omg what if Irene wants what every little girl wants- a pony… ACTUALLY BETTER YET- what if Irene is a badass and wants a snake 😎

Or maybe she wants both XD

Another idea- getting their first dog

Also the fish thing where one of the kids have a fish and it keeps dying so Eren has to keep replacing it without the kids knowing

I have adhd so all these ideas are everywhere

Maybe there is a camping trip at one point- now I’m thinking of having Irene being the type of girl who can be girly but also tomboyish too- so she asks Eren taking her fishing

But I also thought what if Irene likes gaming too-

OMG I AM SORRY— I just gave a million different ideas and probably way too much. If these had already been made or suggested I’m sorry to ask them, I’ve been busy and don’t always be up to date

I hope you’re doing well

Alright I’ll stop talking now 💚

OMGGG LOOK AT ALL OF THESE HEADCANONSSSSS I'M--

your brain is AMAZING OMGGGGG I've never even thought about any of these (I'm having the biggest yuuta brainrot right now so i haven't thought about DILF!eren in a while lol forgive me) but YESSS THESE ARE ALL SO CUTEEEE I LOVE THEM

#10000000% CANON #thank you so much for sharing your HCs with me omg i'm speechless #but yes omg rockstar eren taking their kids to get their first tattoos that's so sexy of him omg #DILF REN DILF REN DILF REN DILF REN DILF REN DILF REN #i will get back to this and read this again when i'm done thinking about yuuta LMAO #ugh i love you SO MUCH for this thank you baby!!! #it's always nice to see you in my inbox #in another life canon #kana answers stuff

[skrunklybf-archived]

can't stop thinking about armin becoming a dad

tags: just something random, fluff, dilf!armin

he'd be hesitant as fuck when you tell him you're pregnant

"are you sure you read it right honey"

"it literally says pregnant right here min"

well fuck

overthinking

are you two financially stable enough???

are you both emotionally ready???

cue nervous breakdown

but fuck the thought of his baby in your belly??

like...... he did that

he put that there

and goddamn you glow when you're pregnant

you're already a fucking goddess in his eyes and now....... sheesh

he's so eager to fulfill your needs

rubbing your feet, rubbing your back

rubbing lotion over your bump

he talks to your belly every damn day

"you're gonna be so cute, just like your mommy"

he doesn't understand your cravings but he supports them

to the fast food worker: "i'm sorry but my wife will absolutely murder me if i don't get exactly 9 pickles on her burger. please."

he buys parenting books

and reads them to you (and your belly)

"yknow reading is really good for the baby"

his friends are already tired of hearing about your pregnancy

armin won't shut up about it

"baby's the size of a grapefruit now. isn't that crazy"

groans

he won't let you do anything when you hit the third trimester

cue nervous breakdown again

he's a WRECK in the delivery room

and yes he cries when your baby pops out

gets lowkey jealous of you bc you get to hold the baby first

absolutely in love as soon as he lays eyes on them

"hi, you're finally here"

he keeps squishing their cheeks in awe

newborn stage is ez pz

it's the toddler stage that kicks his ass

so much sass???

"uncle eren lets me have cookies for breakfast at his house"

"oh does he??"

the most attentive dad at the playground

but also lowkey helicopter dad

"please don't lick the swing set"

"please don't eat the dirt"

"please stop jumping on your mother"

he cries at the first day of school

and he cries at their graduation

"i'm so proud of you 🥺"

#currently sobbing #armin arlert #armin x reader #aot #attack on titan #reader insert

[dabisbratz]

Okay so I looked up eren and he doesn’t look much different then I expected. The hair is def brown but he looks like a anime version of what I imagined but with longer hair lol.

On a separate note let’s talk abt dilf Aizawa… istg you take every thought I’ve ever had out of my head and put it in your stories. I love ur babysitter AU and I had a similar one but mine was daycare worker instead (Sorry for the long post in advance)

Hear me out tho, you’re a gullible and very broke college grad trying to get by on an internship at a daycare in a better part of the city that markets towards rich people like heros, celebs etc. basically anyone who needs to worry abt their kids safety more then usual. You don’t really do much and have barely interacted with parents or even kids in the few months you’ve been there. You really only talked to Aizawa once or twice in passing. To you he was just another hot single dad among many. That was until suddenly this hot single dad is at your local grocery store. It’s a little strange that he’s in a crime ridden downtown area nearly 45 mins away from the daycare but you try not to think much of it. It’s not that big of the deal.

It’s just a coincidence when he’s at the shitty dog park you frequent with no dog in sight. It’s just a normal every day run in when you catch him on his morning run… in front of your out of way apartment. And surely he didn’t mean to knock on your door in the middle of the night. I mean he says he’s just visiting a friend after a long night of drinking but can’t find or remember the apartment #. Surely you’ll let him in so he can sober up <3333

Sorry if I’ve been sending too many asks you’ve just got so many wheels turning in my head😵‍💫😵‍💫

you could never send too many!! jus… drunk zawa goin on n on about how handsome n pretty you are, says he knows you’d never go for an older guy like him but he can’t help himself..n that he liked you since the day he saw you trailing around the daycare…he keeps to himself obviously but he’s leaning in close to talk to you n never makes eye contact!! jus stares at your lips n nibbles at his own.. n when you’re handing him a glass of water hes brushing his fingertips over your knuckles n there’s jus… so much… tension…

#toybox—bokutosproperty

[dairy-farmer]

i just want dilf!tim to somehow end up in the batfam by some weird alternate universe travel thing and completely dote on tim.

Like he sees his cute, tiny, younger self and goes 'yup, he's mine, my child now,' and tim is so confused as to why this version of himself isnt evil??? and why is he acting like my father- oh hey this isnt that bad,,,-

dilf!tim was raised pretty decently in his universe so hes all buff, has faded scars on his arms and he has that eren yeager hair (the one with the bun sjdhshsjso) and has that markiplier-esque voice. he's still red robin in his universe albeit he's older than bruce (yeah this is some weird family tree im too tired to explain-)

so the batfam is mostly suspicious and in shock that, well, WOW TIM ACTUALLY REACHED 6'???- AND HOLY FUCK HE'S BUFF-

and dilf!tim is like 6'6 and looking down on them (except for bruce, he can only b taller than bruce when hes a child sadly) and thinks 'woaah... you guys have severe daddy issues..' and then walks pats their head and walks over to tim and scoops him up, while the others are just standing there, mouth agape, and kind of,,,,wants to be pat again?-

its the daddy issues man.

dilf!tim definitely has favorites (and its cass, tim, and duke) the others literally cant fight for his favorite spot even if they try, dilf!tim already loves tim that he'd shatter the world for him <33

(was this self-indulgent???probably is-)

i have always been a big fan of milf tim but dilf tim 👀👀👀👀👀. the clear daddy issues all the robins have (both through a combination of their own fathers as well as bruce would be such a good set up).

tim knowing what he missed from all his father figures and making sure to give that to the kids in his care and that instantly makes him a favorite for 'father of the year' in the household. like they should be suspicious of this older, buffer tim from another universe but....he pats their heads and praises them and he speaks to them with this soft deep voice, he doesn't get mad at them even when they don't react well to something, he's so patient and pays so much attention to them. like all of them have missed this reassuring figure in their life, a dad that they knew would protect and rely on them and dilf tim was someone who filled this empty yearning inside them. and bruce would be upset, would be jealous even but sometimes dilf tim is nice to him, when he isn't scolding bruce on his, admittedly, iffy parenting and fathering.

dilf tim being the dad everyone needed and especially to tim who is so small and lost and lacking in the love dilf tim knows he needs.

#anonymous #asks #answered asks

[syrma-sensei]

Love your writing so much. Imagine the one who gets on the throne is not Historia but y/n. Erwin do his utmost to help y/n revolt. At first it is for the citizens but after times together during the rebellion, he realises y/n is a badass women, brave, strong and super smart, deserve to be queen so he falls in love and do his best to protect her, become her guard

Thank youuuu! So glad people love my writings about our Commander Dilf 🤭❤️

As for what you said, I sincerely believe that Erwin would never do such thing, especially if it meant to stop pursuing his dreams. It's sad, but true :')

However, let's do this for the sake of imagination because we all deserve it (and because it's hot) 😏

warning: none.

• Erwin had always had a piercing sight of remarkable individuals, and certainly you were one of them; with your powerful and ambitious character, you for sure had captured the Commander's interest.

• You showed your bravery on many occasions; on the battlefield, through helping your comrades, and being a strict yet loved leader figure.

• When circumstances forced you to reveal your true identity, a hidden child of the real royalty, you didn't trust anyone to tell but the Commander.

• Erwin's eyes shimmered at the time, making you unsure of what you just did, wether it was good or bad.

• However, he was fast to collect himself, and decided to condone the fact you'd hidden the truth of your royal blood. He was impressed tho, by your ability to hide such thing while being an attention indulgent.

• Erwin told you one of his secrets too that night, he told you about his father and his theories, and how his young stupidity caused his father's death. It was a giant sign that the commander trusted you, and knew that you meant to help.

• And you certainly wanted to help, that was why you joined the scouts in the first place, beside the fact that you were looking for help in someone who capable to make a change. You knew you would find that one within the Survey Corps.

• You weren't a bastard child, rather a true child of Rod Reiss and his wife, however, and much like your father, you couldn't cope with the fact of letting innocent people to die because of the sins their ancestors committed. That was why you'd taken an alias and went undercover within the scouts.

• When the time of the rebellion came, an attempt of abduction happened to you and Eren Jaeger so they practically feed him to you. But with the help of Dot and Zackley, Erwin managed to overthrow the government without a shed of blood and rescue you both.

• As the queen, you saw it extremely thrilling to have your previous commander at your own command. Because Unlike Historia, you had a leader persona, and wouldn't allow anyone to have control over you.

• You were the queen, and you'd be damned if the military didn't succumb to your orders. You'd earned your title by both birth and hard work.

• Things get a bit intense between you and the Commander of the Survey Corps; after a long time of service at the scouts, he still deems you a soldier under his command even though he doesn't doubt your leadership skills.

• The tense air keeps surrounding you both, til it snapped in one of the meetings where you both lash out at eachother, leaving everyone stunned.

• At the very night, when you were alone with your thoughts in your chambers, one of the ladies-in-waiting informed you that someone is at your door, and it was none other than Commander Smith himself.

• Ignoring his own ego, the Commander dropped on one knee and asked for forgiveness for his attitude.

• You accepted his apology, on one condition, him becoming your royal guard and advisor.

• He was hesitant for a bit, but said yes eventually, with a condition of his own, you'd let him seek his dream while serving you, and you didn't mind that.

• Days passed and you found yourself helplessly attracted to your new advisor. And how the hell not? You two spent most of your times together, in the library, in court; reading, studying and strategizing, sparring when you had time. Perhaps you did harbour feeling to him from the outset, but you were in difficult times to heed your emotions and notice them.

• After the revelation of world's truth, and becoming aware of the enemy behind the walls, which was the entire humanity, he was the first to notice your fear, and he was the first to soothe your qualms over, and finally confessing his feelings for you... that he loved you, and he wouldn't let you down ever, and he'd always be at your side; a lover, a guardian, and an advisor. He promised.

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