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levi-erwin-hangexreader · 2 years

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hange with a girlboss squad leader s/o PLEASE i want to see hange go absolutely bonkers

i love badass pairs sm, hange would got crazy for sure

Hange zoe x fem! badass! s/o

Warning | light mention of violence

Hange zoe Sfw // HeadCanon + Drabble

Hange with a girlboss s/o

Hange would be their s/o’s hype person anytime their.s/o told somebody off; they love it when you put people in their place.

Hange to know that their s/o can handle your self, so they never have to worried about their s/o getting taking advantage of.

They love loveeeee how confident their s/o is, they think it make you look 10 times hotter then you already are.

Hange may or may not get totally distracted watching you in the field, they can’t help it you just look so confident and badass!

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Hange couldn’t help but stop on their horse to watch you. They knew if you saw them stopping to watch you, you would kill them with your bare hands. Yet Hange took the risk to get to watch in action.

There was nothing better than watching you boss around your squad. They couldn’t help it! You just looked so badass in the field. They was just something about how you moved and spoke with confidence, that turned them on. Especially when you were chewing at recruits.

They notice you looking at them, you crossing your arms with the face that says “get back to work or I’m kicking your ass”

The thought of not listening to you crossed Hange's mind, it wouldn’t be too bad to have you scream at them. They can’t help it; they think you just look a little too hot when you're mad.

But they listen, choosing not to piss you off

This time

#sorry this took ages #but enjoy #<3 #hange drabble #hange x reader #hange zoe x reader #hanji x reader #x reader #aot #anime #attack on titan #non bianry #hange sfw #hange zoe #purple baby works #hange zoe headcanons #shingeki no kyojin #aot x gn!reader #x fem!reader

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katsumiiii · 10 months

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hobie brown x gn! reader

omg was at work and had a hugeeee hobie moment!!

hobie being a nuisance and popping up at your job. let’s say you work at a local pub right around the corner from his apartment complex, be sure to be on the look out for rabid hobies because he will come and beg for your attention.

he always thinks you look so cute in your uniform, a simple black tee and some tight jeans, you never really see the appeal but his gaze lingers appreciatively at the curve of your ass and the plush of your hips.

your coworkers think it’s so cute whenever he pops in, doing everything in his power to gain your attention for more than 30 seconds at a time, whether that be sending you a coy smirk, or looping his fingers between your belt buckles and pulling you in. his goal is always the same, wanting desperately to see that flustered look on your face, and he will get it, no matter the cost.

today the bar had been particularly empty. only a few customers toggled in and out, and they all had simple requests, a glass of beer and the check. the day went on without a hitch, night soon seeped in and you were starting to close down, checking out the last six individuals which sat at the bar.

“surprised hobie didn’t pop in today.” your coworker teased, brushing the side of your shoulder as you wiped off the countertop below you.

“shhh, don’t say his name, you’ll summon him.” you shuttered playfully, grinning at your quip.

“funny funny, so is he sick or wh—”

“wha’s going awn? who you havin’ a chat about?” speak of the fucking devil. you slowly tilted your head towards the seat in front of you and watch as hobie leans his upper body towards your own, sniffing as he licks his bottom lip, tongue clashing with metal.

“what the fuck?” your coworker cackled, shaking their head in disbelief.

“hobie, what a surprise.” you sighed, rolling your eyes.

“well you don’t sound too chuffed to see me, love.” hobie tapped his fingernails against the freshly wiped counter, his black polish (which you painted) shinning dimly from the lights above.

“well usually you’re here earlier so I didn’t know if you were coming to bother me or not.” you set an arm beneath you and placed your head against your palm.

“bother? didn’t know that’s what it was.” he shrugged his shoulders, inching his head closer to your slouched figure.

“really? then what would you call yourself?”

“your only source of entertainment. ‘m livenin’ up the place, a bit drab in here ain’t it?” hobie turned to observe the area around him, chuckling at the lack of customers.

“well we are supposed to be closed, bee.” you muttered, turning to place your cleaning supplies into an opened cabinet on your left.

“really? wouldn’t ‘ave guessed that.” he sucked his teeth at the sight of you bent over, nodding his head in appreciation. “why don’t you put that down and come gimme a kiss, hm? been waiting on one all night.”

“yeah, you say that every time you come see me.”

“don’t make it less true.”

#a little smt short #this was inspired by my bkg drabble #found this so cute #I’m getting the hang of writing hobie I feel like !#hobie brown x reader #hobie x reader #atsv x reader #spider punk x reader #hobie brainrot !

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cod-dump · 3 months

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Allegedly ___

teen!Ghost: Okay, so, if I stole from my headmaster, allegedly, would you be mad? Price: ... why are you using that word? teen!Ghost: ... which one? Price: 'Allegedly', Simon. You never use that word unless you hear someone using it teen!Ghost: I- Price: What did Nik do? Was he on the phone speaking Russian? Was he using code? teen!Ghost: He- Why are you bringing Nik into this after what I said!? Price: If your school calls me then I'll deal with it. Until then, I'm more concerned about Nik. Where. Is. He? teen!Ghost: ... he's in the garage Price: Good boy *leaves* teen!Ghost: (later) *teen!Ghost and teen!Gaz are hanging out in teen!Farah's room* teen!Gaz: Your boyfriend needs to be put in a cage teen!Ghost: Oh, he's my boyfriend when he's annoying, but your best friend when he isn't?? teen!Gaz: Yep teen!Farah: Can you two not come in here just to fight- Nik: *suddenly opens the window and climbs in* Nik: SIMON- teen!Gaz & teen!Farah: *start screaming* teen!Ghost: Oh my god you're alive! Nik: YOU LITTLE SNITCH- teen!Ghost: ALLEGEDLY A SNITCH-

#nik climbing through the window of a bedroom on the second floor to avoid getting grabbed by price #a weekly occurrence #call of duty #modern warfare #teen!ghost au #simon ghost riley #john price #kyle gaz garrick #farah karim #cod nikolai #incorrect quotes #pricenik #DRABBLE #nik then proceeds to hang out with them because he was scared of what price would do when he saw him #dad price #dad john price

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superbat-love · 4 months

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Batman: Superman, I thought I told you to stay out of Gotham. And why are you holding onto a box of popcorn and drinks?

Superman: It’s Sunday!

Batman: So?

Superman: Did you forget what you told Alfred the other day when he insisted that you eat a proper meal? You said you’ll only allow yourself to eat, drink and be merry on cheat day. Today is your cheat day, so I came here to hang out with you! Look, I even brought you snacks.

Batman: …That’s not what a cheat day actually means, Superman.

Superman: Oh… Do you still want some popcorn?

Batman: [shrugs] Hmm, why not? It’s my cheat day, after all. Hand it over.

#cheat day is fun day #superman just wants to hang out with batman #dc headcanon #dc fanfic #incorrect dc quotes #drabble #text post #dc #superbat #superman x batman #batman x superman #superman/batman #batman/superman #superman #batman #clark kent #bruce wayne

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takami-takami · 7 months

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"Marry me."

He’s hardly lucid enough to hear himself, but it's the first thing Vash whines when he sinks into your heat, allowing those baby blues to roll further into his head than his toes can curl against his soles.

"Marry me, marry me."

It takes some strain for you to hear those words over the incessant creaking of the dingy hotel bedframe below; but perhaps you should be grateful for moments like this. A life of sandstorms, drought, and scarcity follows the typhoon himself; and strays like you both— vagabonds, more like— are rarely afforded the luxury to settle and lap their fill.

It’s not your fault you ended up swept into bed, spread yet again beneath your dearest friend. He just looks so unbearably pretty like this. The waves of viridian lights that dust the night sky drip in through the window beside him, illuminating his face and sharply contrasting against the flush that creeps down his neck.

Jaw slack, eyes wide, and palms clutching the sheets on either side of your head; you never stood a chance at saying no to him.

"Jumping straight to marriage, huh." You twirl a blonde strand, wrapped around your finger. "That desperate? Aww, puppy," you croon with sympathy, and Vash buries himself at the sound of it. You’re aware it’s an attempt to hide when he shudders into your neck like this, bleeding insecurity alongside arousal; but it’s easy to forget the pangs in your chest when his hand paws between your thighs with a whimper, desperate to be of service to you.

"Please don't say it like that, miss," he huffs. "You'll make me— you know I'll— oh," he gives up halfway through the sentence and squeezes his eyes shut so tight he sees scorching, hot white. It's desperate, the way he grits his teeth, frantic to hold himself back.

Such a polite boy.

His pace picks up once more to the rhythm of the mattress, huffing with each indulgent stroke. The thick of it stretches you full; and judging by the stutter of his hips, Vash's restraint has been wound tight enough to snap.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry," he babbles, a mumbled apology lining each thrust, clipped wet in his watering mouth. "Feels so good." A shake of his head, a moan from his throat. "Don't think I got it in me to last, I'm real sorry—"

"It's okay," you soothe. "I gotcha. Let go."

And your words of permission wring the pleasure from him, sucking the air from his lungs. When his hips finally stall, it's with his teeth buried deep in your skin and a hiccup rising in his throat.

There’s an uncertainty in his pout once you both find your breaths. He chews one cheek and looks toward the open window when he whispers, low enough for no one but you to hear.

“I meant what I said, you know.”

"Yeah, I know." Your palm rests against his heated cheek. When he leans into it like a stray dog might burrow into a warm bed, it's with his eyes fluttered shut.

"Someday, pretty boy." You kiss the mark beneath his left eye, smiling at the scrunch of his nose. "Next time, I expect a ring."

#first ever vash drabble!! yay!!#some practice. i'm trying to get the hang of him #vash x reader #vash the stampede x reader #trigun x reader #smut #x reader #trigun stampede x reader #🌶 spice #🖋 writing

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grimesgirll · 2 months

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nights where both of your boys were home were the best.

if rick wasn’t picking up an extra patrol shift, then daryl was going on a night hunt or a herd of walkers needed to be taken care of and both of them were required to leave the comforts of your shared bedroom, on it before you could even say goodbye.

that’s why they loved taking their time with you when they could. there was nothing better than both of them coming through the door and immediately sitting to unwind with you, having a nice dinner with carl and judith, and then your boys taking you upstairs for the night. upstairs to your bedroom where it was a tossup between them bending you over the mattress or having you on your knees on the carpeted floor.

that was when they weren’t twisting thick fingers into you until you were on the verge of tears on rick’s lap. it took a lot of control for them to resist diving cockfirst into you, but when they could, they would be rewarded by the sweet sounds of your long awaited coming undone. and it was even sweeter knowing you were losing your mind on their fingers. just their digits had you bucking your hips and asking rick to lower you onto his dick already since you were already in his lap.

that typically opened the floodgates but your leader held out. “you’ll get it, darlin’,” he’d promise before repositioning you between daryl and himself to have his cock suddenly at your face’s level.

“you look so pretty like this, honey,” the sheriff crooned at you, giving you a moment to take as much of his cock into your mouth as you could before he was fucking that pretty little mouth.

daryl was there for you though; so you could enjoy the feeling of a mouth on you too.

“dare’, baby,” you were whining already.

he didn’t respond, just kept taking his time licking long, laborious stripes up and down you. even against your aching clit as you struggled to stay still. it had you gagging and moaning all over rick’s spit covered cock as daryl teased your tight hole.

rick’s hands found your hair right on schedule. the man loved your hair. the way it felt in his hands, the way it looked on you, the way you always kept it long - your preferred length. nothing felt better than digging his hands in your hair after a long day.

your pussy grew wetter with rick’s length in your mouth and daryl’s mouth treating you like an all you can eat buffet. you barely notice when daryl’s tongue and three fingers are replaced with his cock. not until you’re suddenly letting out muffled screams that have rick plunging his way too large cock down your throat.

the pattern resumes of them taking turns and pulling out of your gripping, squelching cunt because they wanna cum in your perfect mouth. alternating between holding your legs open overloading your pussy with pleasure, torturing your clit, and running their tongues over every inch of your tits.

that’s until they give you what you’d been suspecting was coming all night.

the way rick is lowering down with his back to the sheets, pulling you down flush against him. it’s obvious when daryl wedges a finger between the two of you what they’ve been carving out time and your pussy to do to you.

as he carries on, you do your best to be their good girl and not rock against daryl’s fingers too hard.

“such a pretty pussy all stuffed. you want another one?”

he didn’t ask you word by word if you wanted to be stuffed with another cock but it only took your high pitched moan and movement against rick and the redneck’s fingers to signal that it was time to get you fucked open.

“i think she needs another cock, daryl.” rick states laboredly from beneath you.

“what, you don’t wanna be crammed up inside her either?”

the sheriff laughed into your neck. “fuck her already, dare’.”

he didn’t have to ask twice you both learn as the archer nearly knocks you two up the bed. his grip on your ass has you whimpering into rick’s neck, perfect for you to hear his rapid breath while daryl drags against him.

“naughty girl, needin’ two cocks.” rick teases.

you don’t have the energy to banter. “you guys just feel so good.” you mewl when daryl slams into you. “i know you love how tight it is. i feel so full with you two.”

“do you, honey?”

“mhmm.”

“so fucking tight,” rick whispers in your ear through gritted teeth.

“you feel all nice and filled up?” daryl asks, muscles tending before driving his hips into yours.

you nod with enthusiasm. “wanna feel your cum in me next, dare.’”

“can do, baby.”

“fuck!” you and rick mutter in unison as daryl begins a new, vigorous pace.

his girthy dick continues to bully in and out of your crammed cunt. every movement he manages in and out of you has you and rick trying to keep up.

deep purple bruises litter rick’s shoulder, and you leave some more as you try to cope with daryl jamming in and out of you. rick’s fingers find your breasts and squeeze roughly. he buries his head on your own shoulder when you feel his cock pulse.

“fill me up, fill me up,” you’re begging with hips shoveling back towards daryl.

“fuck, honey!”

and rick is huffing under you.

daryl kisses you from behind through your orgasm, attacking your neck without abandon as you start to pulse around him - around the both of them.

“fuck, you’re so warm baby. so tight with two dicks in ya’.”

rick is saying something too but you’re too busy drifting off when your orgasm hits you for the umpteenth time that night. you know you have that look on your face, all fucked out with tears in your eyes. they love you like this. the goal most nights was to get you on the verge of tears from how well they were fucking you on their cocks. you couldn’t complain when they delivered.

you convulse around daryl again and feel him warm your insides, collapsing on top of you only to fuck his cum into you slowly. you mewl and writhe at the sensation fading in and out post-climax.

panting on the sheets, you can feel their cum dripping out of you. the mixture is sticky on your thighs and you’re wondering when it’ll be time to move to the shower tonight.

fucking you until you’re dazed and crying only gets them hard again. then one of them ends up back in your mouth.

you know you won’t be sleeping even after you shower with rick and daryl not being on watch tonight. can’t pass up an opportunity for them to take their time with you.

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roanniom · 1 year

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For the celebration tonight: never have I ever been slapped during sex. Or even asked for it!

💞💞💞💞

You Sure, Princess?

Eddie Munson x Fem!reader

Warnings: PIV sex consensual slapping (if this makes you uncomfy please skip, it's a kink, don't engage if you do not like), Soft dom!Eddie

Hahaha no I haven’t and it’s something I’ve only just recently been into in fics. Never have I ever been - or asked to be - slapped during sex.

Eddie has his big hand gently placed on your throat and it’s got you in that mood. He knows the mood. Sees it in your eyes, recognizes it in the arch of your back. You don’t get this way often, but he knows you go there when you’re feeling out of your mind turned on and completely inhibition-less. The idea that he can take you to that place drives him wild.

“Want it rougher, Teddy."

Teddy.

You only call him Teddy when you really want it bad.

"You sure, princess?" he asks softly. He knows it's the contrast you like. The harsh actions and the soft treatment. You nod your head vigorously and it makes his heart swell.

"Please, Teddy. Please, just a little, want it so bad - ,"

The slap comes swiftly, not as harsh as you would have liked it but he respects your limits and you respect his as well. He only wants to go so hard and the bright sting on your cheek zings through your body like bubbles in soda. You bring your face back to look up at him with a loopy smile on your face.

"Again."

The slap comes from the other side this time, evening out the sting in a way that has your pussy throbbing around his cock. Your head lols back to center again and your smile is even more blissed out then before.

"Jesus Christ, don't look so pleased about it," Eddie chuckles, but his face is beet red as he tries to combat the way it feels to have you look so fucked out and happy beneath him for such a salacious reason.

"Thank you, Teddy," you sigh, lolling your head around in the pillow, closing your eyes against the pleasure of his thrusts. But even they are not enough for you eventually. So you dig your fingers into the small of his back and try your best to pull him into you. "Mmmmm more."

So Eddie bears down and gives it to you harder, thrusting into you fast and deep. He gives you everything. Because he'd give you anything you could ever ask for.

#issa's valentine's day hang out #anon #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson discourse #eddie munson drabble #tw: slapping

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devildomwriter · 4 months

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A Door to the Future | Mammon x Reader

.7K words | GN! Reader | CW: children

“Shit, which door did Barbatos say it was again…” Mammon walked down a corridor of doors in Barbatos’s room. He wasn’t even sure if he’d gone down the right hallway.

“Red door, red door…I think,” he mumbled as he strolled. His eyes lit up when he saw the door near the end of the hallway. “Bingo!”

He laughed to himself and sprinted to the door. He opened it up exited and waltzed right in when something collided with his leg.

“Hey!” He snapped instinctively before seeing the object was in fact a small boy.

“Oh shit, you alright kid…” Mammon asked and awkwardly crouched down to check on the boy. The boy looked up at him with bright blue eyes and Mammon raised one brow curiously.

“Hey, you kinda look like—“

“Papa!” The boy exclaimed and clung to Mammon’s leg. “I thought I didn’t get to say goodbye.” He sobbed and Mammon froze awkwardly.

“Yeah…um…here I…am?” Mammon was beyond confused and his instincts were telling him this definitely wasn’t the right door.

“Mammon, is that you?” Mammon froze when he heard your voice. Suddenly you appeared before him, older and more graceful than before but just as beautiful.

Mammon’s cheeks flushed when he saw you. “Oh, uh—“

You hugged him excitedly. “Good, I was worried Matty missed you.” You sighed in relief and Mammon looked around the room anxiously.

What was happening? Where did this door lead?

“Why don’t you have some coffee before you go, you can’t run off to work like that without breakfast,” you told him and he nodded wordlessly.

Wasn’t this the house of Lamentation? Something felt different about it. Mammon saw toys scattered across the floor and when he waltzed into the dining room behind you he saw six chairs instead of eight.

This made Mammon uneasy. Was everyone okay?

“Six…” you heard Mammon mumble worriedly.

“Did you forget? Leviathan and Asmodeus are visiting later so I brought the extra chairs out.”

Mammon noticeably relaxed when he felt Matty cling to his leg again. Mammon wasn’t sure what to do and kept walking, dragging the other leg behind him as the boy laughed excitedly.

“Daddy?” Mammon gasped and looked behind him where he saw a young girl, the spitting image of himself.

She wore a backpack and her hair was in a sloppy ponytail. She looked confused and possibly annoyed?

“Why aren’t you at work? Are ya skipping again?” She glared teasingly.

You laughed and Mammon shook his head, “I ain’t skippin’!”

“Ava, don’t tease your father so much,” you scolded and Mammon audibly gulped.

“F-fath—“

He was cut off when he heard Barbatos’s voice in his head.

“Mammon, return. Now.”

Mammon gently pried the boy from his leg and gave you an anxious look.

“Hey, listen…Umm. I gotta—“

You smiled and nodded. “I know.” Of course, you knew. Mammon wouldn’t stop talking about the future he saw with you when he returned to his own timeline. You’d wondered when you’d finally meet the Mammon of the past again. Alas, you couldn’t get him to stay any longer than he originally had.

You and Mammon shared a knowing smile. “See ya soon…yeah?” Mammon asked and you nodded. You waved and beckoned Ava and Matty to your side.

“Kids, say goodbye to dad.”

Ava grinned and Matty waved, “Bye papa!” They chimed in unison and Mammon, looking back until the last second shuffled out the door he came through.

Barbatos dragged him into the hallway and glared down at him.

“Wh…what was that…” Mammon gasped, holding his chest.

Barbatos rolled his eyes. “That was what you weren’t meant to see.”

“Wh-huh…d-does that really happen!? Are ___ and I gonna? Y-you know!”

Barbatos rolled his eyes again and sighed. “It’s a possibility.”

Mammon turned red and his heartbeat faster. “Hell no! It’s not a possibility, that’s happening! Definitely!”

“If you say so,” Barbatos clucked and started walking away towards the correct door.

“Hey don’t leave me!” Mammon yelled and ran after him, mind racing.

Could he make it happen? Of course, he could right!? Anything to see those little kids again, and you…every day for the rest of his life.

“Ava and Matty, huh…” Mammon grinned to himself. He couldn’t wait to tell you all about it. “___ is definitely gonna be with me, not even Lucifer can change that.”

#obey me drabble #obey me second generation #obey me mammon #obey me mammom x reader #Ava is short for Avarice she is 13 #Matty is 5 #mammon owns a large casino chain and sometimes skips work to hang out with his family #obey me fic #obey me ficlet

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hash1ras · 11 months

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𝐚𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬

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part 2 here

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roosterbruiser · 1 year

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I'm the biggest Jake girl you'll ever meet so maybe gentle sex with Jake as a birthday request 🥰

it's the middle of the night when you wake up to Jake's fingers lingering on the elastic band of your panties, just barely ghosting over your warm skin, toying with the goosebumps that grow there.

he's only been awake for a few minutes, blinking himself out of a very good dream to find your beautiful sleeping figure just beside him. you're curled into yourself on your side, your rear pushed against his hips, and oh, if that doesn't make him want you immediately.

"Jake?" you whisper, drowsy still.

"did I wake you?" he asks softly. he's trying to sound like he feels bad about it, but he really doesn't. not when he's already half-hard and you're just sleeping there, beautiful as ever, in those lace panties. "sorry, baby."

yawning, you shake your head, stretching just a bit. but that's when Jake slowly moves his fingers into your panties--not by much, still testing the waters, just pressing the pads of his fingers to the place where the bottom of your belly and the top of your crotch meet.

"oh," you whisper. and then Jake pulls you closer to him in the dark, burying his nose in your hair as he flexes his hips up to yours so you can feel just what you're doing to him. "oh."

still in that sweet, sleepy daze, you move into him, too. you want this--you always dow. how could you not when your fiancé is Jake Seresin--the closest thing you'll ever get to a living Ken doll?

"you up for this, baby?" he asks, praying that you are.

"uh huh," you mutter back to him, "always."

that's all the invitation that Jake needs.

within thirty minutes of you waking up, you're being held against his body with two very strong arms, one of his hands dipped between your legs to circle your clit and the other cupping your breasts. his thrusts are consistent, deep.

he lets you feel every single inch of his cock, lets you feel just how hard your make him, before he even thinks about pulling out and canting forward again.

"s'it, baby," he mumbles into your ear, panting when your walls clench around him. "s'right, keep taking me like that, baby. doin' do good, doin' perfect."

"Jake," you whimper gently, head tilted back in rapture.

"I know it," he coos, seating himself deeply inside of you and staying there for a long moment. it's such a long moment and you feel so full that you start to scramble a bit, wriggling against his hot form, grasping for purchase on the sheets. but he stills you by holding you tighter, closer. "take it, baby. know you can do it. stay still."

breathing roughly through your nose, your entire body quivers. but you listen to him--go completely still, just hold onto his wrists. and he rewards you by placing featherlight kisses all down the column of your throat, still circling your clit in a tantalizing pace.

"good girl," he says, finally pulling out just the slightest bit before moving back in. he finds his pace again, rocking the two of you as you sink into him. "fuck, I love you so much, baby."

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killedpink · 1 year

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Request - reading smut out loud to Hyunjin and he gets really turned on and jerks off in front of you 🤭

tysm for requesting! i rlly enjoyed writing this 🩷

🏷 contains: switch hyunjin / switch reader, unestablished relationship, perv hyunjin, masturbation, masturbation with reader present, oral sex, cum consumption, hair pulling.

it was depraved, and so foul to betray your relationship like this. hyunjin was well aware of that fact — but he couldn't stop himself. the more his hand stroked the tent in his jeans that so uncomfortably constricted his cock, the more he craved. hyunjin fought to keep all the salaciousness locked away in his mind: catastrophically aware that it was so corrupt that it was out of character for him.

but how could he help it? you spoke in such a soft voice, trying to shy away from your own words, your eyes catching glimpses of him coyly. hyunjin craved your touch, his hands groping at his cock and moving so conspicuously that it was a miracle you didn't notice the unusual sight of the blanket on his lap moving. you were just inches away from him, and he was moments away from orgasming. in his mind, he already planned he'd either stop before he ejaculated, or he'd excuse himself to the bathroom if he made a mess of his jeans.

hyunjin hoped you didn't notice the way his brows furrowed as the sensation on his leaking cock became too much. all the frustration in his body was pouring out of him, addicted to your voice and the filth falling from your lips, addicted to the shame sizzling in his gut from stroking himself in front of you, having to bite his plump, pink bottom lip with his teeth to assist in muffling the moan that was so eager to leave his mouth.

"that didn't take long," you laughed, interrupting yourself from reading the vulgar story on your phone. hyunjin's brown eyes widened, his eyelashes appearing even bigger as he stared at you like a deer in headlights; surprised and irrevocably embarrassed. "i.. you knew?" he was at a loss for words, his lips parted and his cheeks beginning to flush. he was terribly excited. you rolled your eyes, "you're not as slick as you think you are," your hands slowly pulled the blanket from his lap, practically unwrapping him you were that slow. but hyunjin made no effort to stop you.

he didn't realise he had actually orgasmed from the sound of your voice reciting literature about sex. you wondered what urged him to touch himself. "what was it? the story? the words? my voice?" you grinned, momentarily looking up at him through your lashes as you spread his jeans wider, gaining full access to the delicious wet spot in his boxers. hyunjin let out a small sigh, his thighs tensing under your touch, "all of it," he swallowed, his eyes fluttering shut as he let you take care of him.

satisfied with his answer, you got to work, your hands caressing his bulge, which was more swollen and hard than before. hyunjin's carved hips bucked into your touch, desperately trying to encourage you to touch more of him. "where should i touch you?" you whispered against his skin, pressing tender kisses to his abdomen, rubbing your palm against his cock. "oh, fuck.." he started, his long fingers winding themselves into your hair, fingernails digging into the crown of your head as he tried grounding himself. "touch me wherever you want, cutie." he practically smirked, his beauty made a worshipper of you. hyunjin could be intimidating when he was simply resting like this — he was heart-shatteringly gorgeous even in the worst of times, and when he was eager to cum like this, he could have a really cruel streak. it was best to do what he said before he became a beautiful, cursed torturer.

you used the flat of your tongue to taste him through the thin material of his boxers, your thinner, warm spit mixing with his cum and seeping into his crotch. you felt his cock twitch beneath your wet tongue, hyunjin's lips parting to let a low, dragged out moan out into the air — which was already being desecrated beforehand. "don't fucking tease me," he hissed, his chest moving faster as his lungs became starved of oxygen, greedily stealing more from his bedroom. your eyes met his, hyunjin's charming dark brown eyes completely obscured by his blown out pupils, dilated from craving his release, his light blond hair a complete contrast; making it look as if he was staring at you like a shark, steadily and taking in every detail.

your fingers hooked under the waistband, his skin warmer in comparison to yours, pulling his boxers down and feeling a sense of relief wash over you when hyunjin thrusted his hips up, allowing you to take them off of him without having to pry them off as he sat on the mattress. his milky white cum stuck to both his cock and the inside of his boxers, thinning out in long ropes and falling between his cock and his boxers. you felt your mouth water, pooling with drool as you stared at hyunjin's cock in disbelief. he was so aroused, his cock glowing with both cum and precum, piercing and sweet as it trickled down his impressively long length and started to drip onto his bedsheets below. his cockhead was flushed a dark pink, thick veins splintering off from his head, making the thin skin above them bulge slightly.

the pad of your index finger traced his veins, spreading his arousal even further, hearing hyunjin's breath hitch in his throat, his needy cock trembling from your gentle touch. "please.." he all but whined, his voice teetering between frustration and release, his lips pouting as he watched you essentially torture him. you took just a few inches into your warm mouth, his taste instantly hitting your tongue and mixing with your spit to birth a medley of fluid, very nearly transparent and thick. slowly, you introduced more of his throbbing cock into your mouth, wrapping your lips around his girth as if you were intending to swallow his cock whole. you knew hyunjin wouldn't contest if you did, however. his fingers tugged at your hair once more, your head almost stinging as his brutality was beginning to show.

to appease this, you hollowed out your cheeks from the intensity you utilised to suck his cock, hands wrapping around his base to ground yourself as you felt his head poke the back of your throat, your chest heaving as your body's natural instinct kicked in. he watched you, absorbing every detail of the way your eyes welled up with tears, glossing over the colour and your lashes, taking note of the way the curve of your cheek fell in on itself as you sucked his length so flawlessly. using the grip his hands had on your hair, he guided your head to let most of his cock spill out from your lips, glistening in your spit as it did so. then, just as slowly, he forced your throat open with his cock, pushing you down until your nose was ghosting over his pelvis. that, combined with your merciless suckling, made hyunjin weak, his aching cock crumbling under you, his hands gradually bobbing your head on his cock quicker, eager for his release.

hyunjin felt as if he were being turned inside out by your sinful mouth, spit and an even filthier concoction oozing out of the corners of your mouth. the taste of his cum was delicious — it pushed you to the point of delirium, trying your very best to coax an orgasm from his cock so you could properly taste him. and you did just that. hyunjin's moans became shorter, his noises trying to give way to the inhale of a breath, dizzied by the pleasure you handed to him; forced to trip all over himself as he chocked and moaned and just tried to breathe. he tasted like every explicit thought you've ever had, driving hyunjin half mad as your throat tightened around his sensitive cock to swallow his cum, his taste spreading on your tongue even after you swallowed the majority of it.

just for a second, his eyes became half lidded, unfocused as his whole world paused. his pink, plump lips parted, showing off his front teeth as his abdomen twitched and he almost closed in on himself, his hips bucking into your wet mouth and his cock twitching. hyunjin presented himself fully to you — vulnerably and openly and even then, in his wild and mindless and borderline feral state, he was breathtakingly handsome. he was handsome as life and poison all at once and he was so infuriatingly enamouring that it hurt. your mouth suckled his cock clean of cum, gratefully swallowing every morsel he handed to you, savouring the taste as you did so, cleaning his cock in the process.

once his hands released the iron grip on your hair, you moved off of him, a thick string of spit webbing between your mouth and his cockhead, stretched so thin that it just collapsed and fell on hyunjin's length. his chest was still heaving and his eyes were closed, brows furrowed and his lips parted as he tried getting more air to his lungs. you climbed up his body to press a kiss to his cheek, watching as his lips curled into a pleased smile at the feeling. lazily, his eyes opened and his eye colour was how you remember it: soft and entrancing and welcoming. "thank you," how he was so polite after fucking his cock into your throat, you don't know. "i expect to be repaid for my work," you were half joking and half testing — curious if he would actually follow through.

short answer? he did.

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armeenix · 10 months

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Aot characters when they see you at a party

Fluff!<3 slightly suggestive possibly !Fem! Reader

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CONNIE

•connie was eating snacks in the kitchen with jean and Sasha

•you and onyankopan walked into the kitchen so that he could introduce you to everyone and let me say when connie first layed eyes on you he almost dropped his food💀

•he couldn't help but look you up and down. You looked so fine in your outfit

•from the moment you sat down he tried his best to sound cool so he could impress you. He even went as far as trying to impress you with his Spanish but somehow he forgot how to say some things (his momma would not be proud 💀)

•eventually you and oyankopan got up so you could go meet the others. After you left Jean and Sasha would not stop making fun of connie

•he was so embarrased😭

•at the end of the night he went home disappointed at the fact that he didn't get your number but then his phone buzzed with a text that said, "hey this is the girl from the party I got your number from sasha✌️😗"

•this man almost squealed like a little girl when he saw that it was you that texted him lol

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ARMIN

•Armin was carpooling with eren and mikasa when they made a quick stop to pick you up

•when he saw you walk out your door his face immediately began turning a shade of red.

•when you got in the car and looked at armjn you noticed how red he was and asked him if he was sick or something💀 (he face reddened even more when you talked to him)

•"uh-uhm yea I'm good" he tried to make his voice deeper so he would sound more attractive (eren and mikasa noticed the change in pitch and tried their hardest not to laugh💀)

•the entire car ride he avoided looking or talking to you (he was so nervous😭)

•the entire night at the party he avoided you as best as he could, this man went to extreme lengths just to avoid you so he wouldn't embarras himself💀

•at one point you, eren, and mikasa walked over to check on him but he quickly stood up and claimed that connie needed his help in the kitchen

•imma be so honest, armin tripped like five times around you💀

•at the end of the night eren and mikasa claimed that they were gonna help clean the house so they were staying back, so that meant that armin had to drive you home

•he was a nervous wreck😭 he was tripping over his words, stuttering, his hands were shaking too💀

•when you arrived at your place you got out and quickly walked to his window. He rolled it down and look at you curiously. You leaned down and kissed his cheek before thanking him for driving you home and heading inside

•when you walked in the house he giggled like a child and ran his fingers through his hair

•that was his first time getting a kiss from a girl

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ONYANKOPAN

•he was not messing around

•from the moment he saw you walk in he was already walking towards you to go introduce himself

•he was not wasting any time💀

Y: can I ask your a question?

O: yea wassup?

Y: why did you come and talk to me so fast?

O: because you look amazing tonight and I wanted to make sure I talked to you before any of the others could

•you end up spending the whole night with him even after the party💀

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YMIR + HISTORIA

•ay listen if they both want you they both want you🤷‍♀️

•ymir and historia where sitting down on the couch when historia noticed you walk in

•immediately she brought ymirs attention to you

•Sasha, annie, and mikasa all walked over to the couch and introduced you to ymir and historia who were very excited to meet you

S: hey guys this is y/n! We're just kinda introducing her to everybody so she can get comfortable. Y/n this is ymir and historia

Y: uh, hey wassup

H: hi!

Ymir: hey

•you were lowkey nervous with how they were staring at you but in the end you ended up sitting on the couch and talking with them for most of the party

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HANGE

•neither you or hange remember how it happened but one minute you were being introduced to eachother and the next yall were upstairs, in a room, with barely any clothes on💀

•I don't even know what to say about hange bro like everything happened so fast that you don't even remember walking up the stairs and into a room with hange

•now does that stop what is occurring in that moment between the two of you?

•yeah no. Absolutely not, it's a confident no from me💀

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#drabble #aot fanfiction #attack on titan #hange x reader #shingeki no kyojin #ymir x reader #historia x reader #onyankopon x reader #connie x reader #armin arlert x reader #female reader #aot fluff

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misshoneysplayhouse · 1 year

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oh dear god…do y’all see the gold chain?? THEY PUT A FUCKING GOLD CHAIN-its big…that backpack is HEAVYYY, i just know there’s a black wifebeater under that suit, their chain dangling in you face as they push your thighs to your chest, they really going in with this official art😦

long fingers dancing across your skin, teasing you while pumping you full of dick from the side, dragging up to restrict your airways , tilting your head to sloppily kiss you as they drill into you at an unimaginable speed

only to pull out of you, turning your hips up and pressing your back into a dramatic arch and sliding their tongue on your throbbing cunt

sticking their thumb inside, spitting and watching it drop down and….

hange don’t get enough love..it’s finna change this give me 30 mins and some Kehlani..brb😩😩

#hange zoe x reader #hange zoe #aot #hange zoe brainrot #i need them #hange zoe x fem reader #hange mini drabble #hange smut #i’m throwing this ass all on they nose #hange zoe x y/n #aot smut

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spacexseven · 11 months

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i need to write more for oda actually.

cw: yandere character, stalking, implied breaking in

oda doesn't know when he fell for you.

he doesn't know when the slight curiosity he felt about you turned into a deeper fascination, or when his envy for your seemingly ordinary life turned into an uncontrollable yearning to be part of that life, or when he stopped just watching you from across the street and instead became your shadow, watching you enter your workplace after your lunch break with a peculiar sensation eating away at him.

but these days, he finds himself dreaming a lot.

he dreams about walking beside you to a shared home, sitting across you as you eat the sandwich you always have for lunch, he dreams about holding your hand in his—are your fingers cold, from all the time spent indoors working? will you grab onto his in an attempt to dispel the cold sensation in your fingertips—and he dreams about you telling him that you missed his warmth, that you missed him. he dreams about showing you his manuscript, and you going on about all the things you liked in it. he dreams about waking up beside you, he dreams about you meeting his kids, and—

he dreams about a life he can't have with you.

sometimes, he does wonder—aren't you lonely? you go back to your apartment after a day of work you clearly don't enjoy, eating the same meals over and over all alone, and putting up a smiling façade so you don't have to explain your worries to anyone every day. doesn't it get tiring? don't you wish you had someone to see you for who you are, and run a hand through your hair when things get unbearably hard? oda doesn't think of himself as a very expressive, or affectionate person, but something inside of him wants, so terribly, desperately wants, to be that person for you.

there are times that he almost wants to walk up to you and start a conversation; when he finds you playing with the strays that sleep outside the store, or the time you bump into him and apologize before disappearing back into the crowd, when he finds you staring across the port, lost in your own thoughts. maybe if he had the courage to, he could slot himself into your life all those times, and made a place for him there. he'd have waited for you to crawl into his arms, and he'd have been happy.

but instead, he settles for hoping and dreaming. now there's an extra unused toothbrush next to his, and the brand of soap you like to use in his bathroom. he even gets his hands on the shampoo you like and the creams you use and arranges it all the way you do, except he also makes room for his things. he buys a larger blanket and more pillows and begins planting the evidence of your existence. it doesn't exactly help, because now he wants more. but oda doesn't mind. he's spent his whole life wanting, and a little more won't hurt him.

but one day, when you walk out of the bakery with your sandwich in its usual paper bag, oda thinks he'll walk up to you. one day, eventually. until then, he can go on pretending, and dreaming.

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sixpennydame · 9 months

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Make. Believe. ❖ Drabbles

Thirst Tweets!

A/N: Y’all, this is just pure silliness between Hange, Levi, and Erwin and I am here for it! Thank you to @littlerequiem @youre-ackermine and @ricecrispiebirb for some of the tweet suggestions! ;-)

Content: Suggestive/explicit language (these are thirst tweets, after all).

Make.Believe. Series

“Yes! Bring on the thirsts, Buzzfeed!” Hange says enthusiastically, rubbing their hands together. “I want the internet’s thirstiest, nastiest tweets.

“I’ll admit I’m curious what people are saying about me on the internet,” Erwin adds. “Levi? What about you?”

Silence.

“…No…”

Hange laughs. “Oh come on, Levi, you know you’re gonna have the best ones.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of.” He crosses his arms.

“Well then I’ll go first.” Hange takes the phone and reads:

I want Hange to probe me like a titan.

“Oh ho ho, now that was a little saucy, wasn’t it? I’ll have you know that my character was not sexually attracted to titans. Just…curious..”

“What about what you said to Pieck? About riding her?” Levi asks.

“That was different. It was Pieck. Next one:”

I would let Hange do anything to me. Truly anything. Hange, if you’re reading this… call me.

“Well, that’s very courageous of you…but you wouldn’t be able to handle me.”

“Yeah, I’m not sure they realize what they’re asking there,” Erwin adds.

Levi laughs. “Or Hange would just make them take field notes all day and be like, ‘you said anything.’”

I have a lot of dreams where I make out with Hange Zoe, and they’re always a little weird, but my parents walking in on us is by far the weirdest. There’s a peek into my psyche for ya!

All three are silent, and Hange just looks into the camera and clears their throat. “I feel like there’s a lot happening in this tweet, and although my character was a scientist, I am definitely no psychiatrist. Next!”

Hange Zoe could slap me with a piece of cheese and I’d be like BLESS YOU HANGE ZOE.

“Why would I slap someone with cheese?? What is happening here?” Hange yells out.

“If you’re slapping someone with cheese, you gotta be using those Velveeta cheese slices.” Levi explains. “Those aren’t really cheese, right?”

“Yeah, they’re imitation cheese!” Hange says.

Erwin agrees. “It’d probably make a better weapon than a food.”

Hange holds out their hands. “Why are we talking about this so much? Now I’m hungry.” They pass the phone to the right. “Erwin, it's your turn.”

“Ok, here we go..” he reads:

Let’s all agree here…Erwin Smith just exudes big dick energy…I’m weak just thinking about it.

He looks up, sincere. “Thank you, yes I do.”

“You’re just rolling with that one, huh?” Levi jokes.

“Yes, I am. Ok, next:”

I want Erwin to sit on my face and ride into battle.

Erwin is silent for a moment.

“It’s a sexual reference, Erwin,” Hange whispers.

“No, no…I know…I just..”

Levi looks at the camera. “You’ve made Erwin Smith speechless, folks.”

“Here, I’ll read the next one.” Hange grabs the phone from Erwin:

I want to eat a rack of ribs off Erwin Smith’s chest. Suck some ranch off them thighs, eat some cupcakes off them nipples just lawd!!

Hange and Levi look at each other, then at Erwin, who sits there with his head in his hands. “I too would like to eat cupcakes off your nipples,” Hange jokes, raising their hand in the air.

Levi joins in. “Me too.”

“Guys, please don’t encourage this. I guess…I’m happy you find me appealing but I don’t know what it would be about me that you’d want to eat ribs, ranch dressing, and cupcakes - specifically - off me.”

“Because you are a delicious, delicious man,” Hange says, then looks down at the phone. “Oh god, please let me read the next one!”

I want Erwin Smith to clone himself and I want Erwin Smith and his clone to Eiffel Tower me.

Erwin’s eyebrows scrunch up in thought. “Wait…what does the Eiffel Tower have to do with anything?” He looks at Hange, then Levi, who is trying hard not to laugh. “Is this something sexual?”

Levi can’t contain himself anymore, and lets out a huge laugh. “Yes, Erwin, it’s sexual! These are thirst tweets!”

Hange has their phone out and then shows Erwin. “Oh….” He looks again. “Oh..”

“Me and my clone, though?” He hands the phone to Levi. “I was wrong..I didn’t want to know what the internet thinks about me.”

“Let’s just get this over with..” Levi sighs.

Best angle to look at Levi? On my knees.

Levi pinches the bridge of his nose. Hange leans over to whisper to him. “It’s a sexual reference.”

“I know, Hange!” He blushes. “Just…next one:”

Can we all agree…Levi Ackerman is the definition of Daddy, right??

“Am I, though? I feel like Erwin is definitely more of a Daddy.”

“Awww, thanks, Levi,” Erwin replies.

“You’re both giving me ‘Daddy’ - there’s enough to go around,” Hange adds.

Levi could punch me and step on me and I would thank him.

“Oh lord…I do one scene where I punch and kick Eren and suddenly everyone’s turned on…”

“When I saw that, I thought it was pretty hot,” Hange confesses.

“His hugs are better than punches,” Erwin adds.

“Ok, ok, enough you two…”

I’m gonna get Levi Ackerman’s face tattooed on my left ass cheek so I can say I sit on Levi Ackerman’s face all the time.

Erwin speaks up. “Oh wow..that’s creative.”

“You really did get the best ones! I’m jealous.” Hange chimes in.

“No…I don’t want any of this..please make it stop.”

——

Hange waves at the camera. “Thanks, Buzzfeed, for having us!”

Erwin smiles and leans forward. “It was an enlightening experience for all of us,” he laughs.

“I will never do this again,” Levi replies with a deadpan expression.

#part 3 of make.believe. is coming out Saturday!#but I hope you like these little fun drabbles #I have one more planned #of interviews at the premiere #aot actor au fan fiction #aot actor au #actor!levi #actor!erwin #actor!hange #actor au #aot drabbles #levi drabbles #sixpennydame drabbles #sixpennydame make.believe.

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