#theragethatisdesire
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three's a... - jean kirschstein x afab!reader x eren jaeger - 18+!!!
i feel like i have mentioned the possibility of giving y'all an erejean threesome way too many times to keep holding out on you, so now that i've finally nitpicked this fic to death, here we are!! literally living my dreams vicariously through this fic. i'm still not 100% happy with it, but eren and jean are sexy here and are doing half of the work of making this worth the read for me lolol. it's also written mostly through jean's pov which was interesting to play with.
pairing: eren jaeger x reader x jean kirschstein
wc: 6.5k
DISCLAIMER: this post contains MATURE CONTENT that is intended only for those over 18. if you are a minor, please do not read below the cut.
CWs: smut, consensual hook-up, threesome, established relationship (eren's ur perfect bf and u guys can't stop having sex with jean lol), unprotected sex, oral sex (male receiving), face fucking, rough sex, vaginal fingering, degradation, biting, dirty talk, penetrative vaginal sex, anal (fingering and fucking), swearing, use of names (slut, brat, pretty girl, good girl, angel), mean dom eren vs soft dom jean, multiple orgasm, dacryphilia/crying, creampie, double penetration, bicurious jean and bicurious eren (tasty, they definitely don't keep their hands to themselves), polyamory implied
buckle up, this was a blast to write and i hope it's equally as fun to read. enjoy <33
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Jean should definitely not be here.
He should absolutely not be on his living room couch with Eren Jaeger’s girlfriend’s head in his lap, playing idly with her hair. By all traditional conventions and rules of exclusive relationships, Jean’s fairly sure that letting your girlfriend rest her head on the crotch of your roommate while he strokes her hair is on the no-no list. Not for Eren, apparently, who has your feet in his lap on the other end of the couch, playing with your toes absentmindedly and making you giggle and kick him in protest. Jean should not be here, but you and Eren have made a habit of roping him into circumstances that he would never admit to, not even at gunpoint.
If Jean is brutally, painfully honest with himself, he knows he had gotten himself into this. You were just so cute, wisping around their apartment in a big tshirt and tiny shorts in the mornings, always making sure to save him a cup of coffee. Maybe he had let his lingering glances linger just a little too long, smirked over his coffee mug at you one too many times, come up behind you to help you reach something on the top shelf and leaned a little too close, Jean couldn’t pinpoint exactly what caused Eren to notice his clear attraction towards you, but he did. Instead of getting his ass kicked like he had expected when you and Eren sat down to confront him, Jean had learned something.
Eren Jaeger has a greedy, spoiled brat of a girlfriend.
That had been the first time Jean came in you, fucking into your throat while Eren watched from across the room, palming over the bulge in his jeans. The second time, the two of you had invited Jean out for a drink, which, in hindsight, he should have seen the ulterior motive from a mile away. He had ended up cumming in your pussy, bending you over in the bar bathroom with Eren’s cock in your mouth. The third time had been in Eren’s bedroom as you rode him, Eren sitting behind you and working your hips over Jean’s cock as you wailed.
Jean had stopped his ministrations in your hair as he was reflecting on how exactly he got into this situation, trying very hard not to think too far into the filthy details to prevent propping your head up with an erection. You make a little noise of discontent, grabbing at his hands and urging them back to your hair.
“Jean, don’t stop. Feels good.”
Jean’s mouth tightens into a thin line at your choice of words, words he’s heard from you before under very different circumstances, but he obliges. So much for self control. Eren raises a smug eyebrow at him from across the couch.
“You’re giving her what she wants, right, Kirschtein?”
Jesus, you two are insatiable, still managing to grate on Jean’s razor-thin willpower with all of your clothes on. Jean wonders briefly what the appeal is for Eren, if he gets off on watching you take another man’s cock, bring another man near to tears with your warm, silken cunt. Does Eren enjoy dangling you in front of Jean until he’s forced to give in? Eren’s gaze lingers on Jean’s hands, threading through your hair, awaiting an answer.
“Yeah,” Jean says, not trusting any more words to his loose lips. They’ve already betrayed him three times now, saying yes when they should have been saying no.
“Good,” Eren responds simply, offering a small smile that, to anyone else, looks innocent. Jean knows Eren better than that. He watches as Eren’s hand travels up your bare leg, coming to rest on your upper thigh. You’re affected by it, such a simple touch, such a sensitive little body; he can feel you tense over his thighs.
Jean steels his jaw and forces his eyes back over to the movie. He’s got to stop playing these fucked up games of yours, it’s bad for him and he knows it. He hasn’t dated in months, not since you’d first pulled him into your little world, can’t bring himself to look at anyone else, can’t stand the thought of feeling anyone else’s skin under his fingers. His little crush has bloomed into full-blown lovesickness, and it would be best for him if he just stopped.
All of that ironclad willpower melts away in an instant when you let out a little moan.
Eren’s hand has snuck its way up to your shorts, nudging at the apex of your thighs. His focus is still trained on whatever reality show you’ve put on, completely ignoring the way you sigh under his touch. Jean’s cock twitches in his pants; this is his opportunity to hesitate, to say no, but he stays silent, only watching as you squirm in his lap.
“Eren,” your chastisement comes out as a breath. One of your hands comes to meet Eren’s, trying to push him away, but he simply swats your hand, shooting you a stern look.
“Behave,” Eren warns, eyes dark and dangerous. Jean’s learned that Eren’s mean to you, snappy when you put on your little attitude and fight back, but Jean doesn’t have the willpower. He holds you gently while he fucks into you hard, gives you anything you ask for.
You bite your lip and turn your head back to the TV, one hand coming up to pull Jean’s away from your head, wrapping your fingers around his. Jean’s breath hitches in his throat when you squeeze tight, back arching like you’re holding back a moan; Eren’s worked his way into your panties now, rubbing little circles over your clit.
“Look, Jaeger,” Jean makes a half-hearted attempt to remove himself, pulling his hand from yours and making all the movements to suggest he’s going to stand up, “I should–”
“What?” Eren cocks his head, as casual as if they’re discussing the weather. “Look at her, you really gonna just leave her there like that while I’m teasing her?”
Against his better judgment, Jean flicks his eyes down towards you. It’s a pitiful sight, your eyes already glossed over and staring up at him, wide and pleading, your bottom lip tucked in tight between your teeth.
“Jean,” his name comes out of your mouth, broken and already heady with arousal. That’s what snaps his resolve clean in two. You need him.
“What is it?” Jean hates the fondness in his voice, so glaringly obvious in front of your fucking boyfriend. Eren doesn’t seem to mind, though; he picks up speed, making you wriggle impatiently.
“Wanna kiss,” you whimper, reaching up towards his face.
“Don’t,” Eren stops Jean from leaning down, “she’s been bad today.”
“Is that so?” Jean rubs a thumb over your lips, frowning down at you. He can see the guilt in the way your brows knit together; oh, you have been bad, and you know it.
“Wouldn’t stop begging me for you, wanted to snuggle with Jeanie,” Eren raises his voice to mock you, slapping a hand against your clit and making you jump.
Jean’s face burns; is this it? Is this finally Eren telling him that you’re off-limits, finally deciding that Jean’s had his fill? And he’s going to rub it in his face by torturing you on Jean’s lap?
“Tell him,” Eren demands, another sharp smack landing on your cunt.
“Didn’t want to wait t-til you got home,” your face is already blotchy, eyes clouded with shame, “wanted Eren to text you and make you leave work.”
“And what did I say?”
“Be patient,” your voice wavers, Jean’s heart pounds in his ears, “and Jean would come take care of me.”
“So needy,” Eren tuts down at you, cruelly shoving a finger into your wet heat and instantly removing it, drawing a breathy whine from you, “see?”
Eren’s offering his finger to Jean, shining with slick, eyebrows lifted insistently. Jean narrows his eyes, cocks his head. What game is he playing at?
“What, don’t want a taste?” Eren’s eyes glint in the low light, taunting him. Jean leans forward hesitantly, lets the other man slide a thick finger between his lips. You always taste so good, salty and tangy; Jean feels a groan rumble deep in his chest. The corner of Eren’s mouth curls ever so slightly. Whatever game he’s playing, Jean’s losing. “Touch her, but no kisses. She has to behave if she wants that.”
You pout, bottom lip still wobbling where you’ve pushed it out, but you arch your back a little, straining your tits against your tank top. Jean knows you well enough by now, knows you chose that thin little top and didn’t wear a bra just for him, just to tempt him. You have been bad, but Jean doesn’t care, could never care when you’re looking up at him all sweet and needy. But he knows better than to disobey Eren’s rules, for your sake. Eren will edge you for the rest of the night, make himself cum, and leave you out to dry.
“Jean, please–”
“Sh,” Jean shushes you, sits you up just a little so he can pull your tank top over your head, “I’ve gotcha. Just be good for us, alright?”
You nod and smile drunkenly as he cups your breasts, kneading your nipples between his fingers. They’re one of his favorite things about you; he can’t resist leaning down to place sloppy, open-mouthed kisses along your hot skin, lick around your nipples just light enough to tease. Maybe Jean can be a little mean too.
“More,” you gasp, fingers coming to clutch at his head, “more, I– oh!”
Jean’s eyes flit down your body to see Eren’s now got two long fingers shoved knuckle-deep in you, curling them fast enough to make you cry out, roll your hips up towards him. If he looks closely, he can see a wet patch forming on the crotch of your shorts; it makes his cock throb. He’s never met a woman that gets as wet as you, filthy at the slightest touch.
“You’re so messy,” Jean voices his mind without exactly meaning to, pulling himself from you so he can prop you up against his chest and let you look at the mess you’ve made. You give him a little whine of protest, tilting your chin up towards him, searching for his mouth.
“Please, I want–”
“I know what you want,” Jean thumbs at your lip, “he’s mean, isn’t he? Making you behave yourself when all you want is a little love, isn’t that right?”
“Mhm,” you manage to shoot a scathing glare at Eren that makes Jean chuckle, makes Eren smack your thigh hard enough to echo throughout the room.
“Stupid little slut,” Eren growls, moving his fingers faster, “you’re just all about Jean because he spoils you, aren't you? Someone has to make sure you behave yourself.”
Jean’s eyes widen; Eren’s clearly in a mood today, and Jean hopes it doesn’t have anything to do with his presence. Eren’s a mixed bag most times. Jean’s overheard him making soft, quiet love to you, little praises slipping out from the crack in his bedroom door, but Jean’s also watched Eren edge you to the point of tears, spit on your cunt, spank you until you bruise. Maybe Eren’s jealousy finally is getting the better of him, Jean thinks, maybe he just can’t say no to your insatiable appetite, and he is actually pissed that you had begged him for Jean.
“Jean,” you’re clutching at his shirt, moaning pathetically as Eren sucks harsh bites into your thighs.
“Did it to yourself,” Jean shakes his head at you sadly, “you know better than to make him mad.”
“Shut her up,” Eren nods his head at your mouth meaningfully, “I’ve heard enough out of her for today.”
It takes some awkward repositioning, but Jean’s able to pull his cock out, tap it against your tongue where you’ve already got your mouth hanging open, drool pooling on his lap under your cheek.You shove yourself up with some effort, and take Jean almost to the hilt on your first go, slurping lewdly around him. Jean nearly chokes.
“Oh, you are needy today,” he hisses, threading his fingers through your hair, making sure his view remains unobstructed. “That what you wanted? My cock in your throat?”
You manage a stiff nod around him in between the muffled moans you’re letting out around his cock; Eren’s added his thumb to the mix now, pulling your panties to the side so he can swipe at your clit.
“She was fuckin’ drooling for it earlier,” Eren says, meeting Jean’s eyes with a smirk, “should have seen her, all pouty and sad because her Jeanie wasn’t here. Pathetic.”
In the small part of Jean’s brain that’s still able to think rationally with his cock nudging at your gag reflex, he’s frowning in confusion. Eren is pissed at you because you were begging for Jean, and here he is spurring Jean on in fucking into your throat. It makes no fucking sense, really, but Jean’s getting his dick sucked, and not for the first time, by the woman he’s been pining after for months, so who is he to question it?
“Mmph!” You squeal, mouth too full to form a real sound, hips canting up violently towards Eren. Eren laughs, low and cruel.
“Aw, I think she’s gonna cum soon,” Eren pulls his fingers from you, a tear slips down your cheek. “Pity.”
Your cry of protest is whimpered by Jean standing up slightly, angling his hips to plunge as deep as he can. He’s only had his cock in your mouth a few times, but Jean’s intuitive. He knows how much you can take, knows exactly how far to push you before it’s too much.
“Don’t whine, baby,” Jean huffs, “just gonna make him more mad. He won’t let me help you if you don’t behave.”
“Look at you,” Eren runs his hands along your thighs, leans down to press a chaste kiss over where you’ve ruined your shorts, “being a good girl for us. S’that what it takes for you to behave? Need both of us?”
If Jean’s not mistaken, the garbled sound you make around him is one of agreement. The thought goes straight between his legs, brings him far closer to the edge than he’d like to be at this point. He pulls your mouth off of him, making you pout.
“But–”
“I know, I know, you want it,” Jean rubs an affectionate thumb over your cheek, “but you want me to fuck you, too, right?”
“Please,” you breathe, reaching down to wiggle your shorts off. Eren’s face lights up.
“Wanna show him your little surprise, baby?” Eren’s tugging at your shorts now, ripping them off and tossing them to the sides. He puts his hands under your arms, yanking you out of Jean’s lap and throwing your chest over his shoulders. When Eren’s hands come to your cheeks, spreading them so Jean can see, Jean’s heart nearly stops. There’s a little pink rhinestone glittering where your asshole should be– a plug, keeping you open and ready. Eren meets Jean’s eyes, daring. “She picked it out just for us. Want us both, don’t you? Nasty little thing.”
Eren punctuates his statement with a grin and a sharp slap to your ass that makes you jump, nod desperately from behind him. Jean reaches a cautious hand over, puts two fingers around the toy and pulls lightly, just enough to watch it move in you. You whine; he can see your empty cunt flutter.
“Can she take it? Both of us?”
“Oh yeah,” Eren brushes off Jean’s concern, “been using all her little toys for weeks, making me practice with her. She can take it.”
With that, Jean’s standing, padding into his room and knowing Eren’s following with you still tossed over his shoulder. His head spins; you, his precious little toy, have been stretching yourself out, getting yourself ready to have two cocks in you? The thought nearly makes Jean moan to himself, imagining how tight you’ll be all stuffed full.
Eren’s thrown you on the bed none too gently, stripping as you look up at him, hearts in your eyes. He stops midway through pulling his clothes off to grab your chin, offer your pleading gaze to Jean.
“Why don’t you ask him, hm?” Eren coos, looking between you and Jean with a filthy grin on his face. “Ask him again, see if you’ve been good.”
“Will you kiss me, Jean? Please?” Your voice has that thin, fucked out tone to it that drives Jean crazy, makes him want to make you cry.
“Yeah princess, I’ll kiss you.” He leans down, takes your soft mouth in his, Eren never releasing his hold on your chin. Jean can taste himself on your tongue, smiling appreciatively at the salty tang. Eren rips you away far too soon, pressing his mouth down on you far rougher than Jean had. They balance each other well, Jean thinks, the gentle caresses and the sharp slaps that make you come undone under them in a way neither of them can manage alone.
“On your knees, brat,” Eren sneers, the shred of tenderness that he’d grabbed your face with long-gone, “convince us to fuck you stupid.”
You nod obediently, sliding off the bed and onto your knees, reaching for Jean. He steps forward, letting you hold his cock in your little hand, rub up and down while you take Eren in your mouth. Even your hands are enough to drive him crazy, so soft and supple around him; Jean’s head falls back.
“Fuck,” Eren sucks a sharp breath in between his teeth, “that’s it, baby, take it.”
Something possesses Jean, what it is he can’t be sure, but he reaches a hand down to the back of your head, pushing you further down Eren’s length. He half-expects Eren to chastise him for it, but Eren groans, long and loud, a sound that simmers in Jean’s stomach.
Jean watches the contractions of Eren’s abs, trails his eyes up to where the other man’s strong chest is heaving, a strange, hot sensation trickling through his center. It’s too late to look away once he realizes he’s been caught, but instead of finding amusement when he meets Eren’s eyes, Jean finds something else entirely.
Eren’s looking at Jean the way he looks at you, all lusty and uninhibited. Jean nearly scowls at him, everything he’s internalized over the years rearing its head in his chest, but Eren stops him with a hand wrapped around the back of Jean’s neck. In the blink of an eye, there’s a set of lips on his, a sharp tongue licking into his mouth.
Jean lets out a wanton, strung out moan that Eren swallows, echoes with one of his own. Jean notices that your head has stilled under his hand, and he shoves you back onto Eren’s cock mindlessly, relishing in the way Eren’s mouth stutters against his own when you retch around him. He trails his hand, tentative and exploratory, up to Eren’s hair, grabs the bun at the back of his head and pulls. Jean’s surprised at the heat beneath his palm; he’s always known Eren runs hot, especially after the last few times he’s fucked you. It’s only natural to brush arms, brush legs during the act, but Eren’s skin is scalding, damp with sweat under his touch.
It’s not Jean’s first kiss with a man, not by any means, but he’d never guessed that Eren, headstrong, manly, unreadable Eren, had this in him. Had it been hiding there for all of these years? Was it a spur of the moment thing, that Eren would look back on and cringe at later?
Doubt getting the better of him, Jean breaks first, pulls away with a quiet smacking sound. Eren’s eyes are just as wide as his feel, searching Jean’s face for any sign of regret, of satisfaction, of something. A loud whine from below distracts them both, and whatever odd moment was forming is broken as they look down at you.
Your chin is covered in drool from where you’ve been choking on Eren, gagging around him, and your eyes are glossy and needy. Jean’s cock gets impossibly harder.
“What?” Eren taunts. “You jealous that I kissed your Jeanie?”
“Yeah,” you pout, brows knitting, but Jean can see the arousal written into your features. You liked it.
“Get up,” Jean says to you, voice hard and unforgiving.
You follow his instruction, standing on shaking legs. Jean can see the snark in your eyes before it comes out of your lips. “What, finally going to pay attention to me now?”
As soon as the words have left your mouth, Eren’s hand is around your jaw, wrenching it open for him to spit into your mouth. “Don’t fucking talk back, not if you want to cum.”
“You were doing so good,” Jean rubs a hand over your hip, guiding you to lay on top of him on the bed, “what, are you that desperate for us that you can’t mind your manners?”
“I just–”
“Want both of your slutty little holes filled?” Eren scoffs, kneeling on the bed behind where you’re straddling Jean’s hips. “Yeah, we know.”
You frown and lean down to Jean, searching for consolation, but he shoves you to sit back up, admiring the way your chest bounces with the movement.
“Can’t be nice to you all the time,” Jean’s voice is low, dangerous, “not when you act like a brat.”
He can see the heartbreak on your face, revels in it, but it’s short lived. Your eyes fly open as Eren works the plug out of you, tossing it to the side and wrapping an arm around you to take your neck in his hand. Eren looks down at Jean, exchanges a conspiratorial smirk with him.
“Why don’t you ask Jean if you can sit on it while I work you open, hm?”
Your eyes glisten pleadingly at Jean, but something’s come over him. He realizes he likes drawing those begging moans out of you, likes holding you over the edge between the tips of his fingers. Jean shrugs.
“Show me how bad you want it.”
While Eren reaches over to scrounge around for the lube in Jean’s bedside table, you start to work your hips over Jean’s cock, slicking it up with how wet you already are. Jean grabs you by the back of the neck, pulls you to him to drink down the little whimpers and moans that escape your lips.
“Jean, please,” you sigh into his mouth, “I need you.”
Jean’s resolve wavers, but he stands firm. “Beg.”
“I–” hot tears of shame are welling in your eyes now, Jean wants to lick them from your cheeks– “please, I need it, need your cock in me, please, Jean.”
“What do you think, Eren?” As Jean asks the question, it strikes him just how often he refers to the other man simply as “Jaeger”, not by his first name. In his mind, ‘Jaeger’ is his friend of many years, and ‘Eren’ is the man that he had just inexplicably, passionately kissed. “Think she’s earned it?”
“Let’s see how she takes my fingers,” Eren replies, slicking his fingers up with lube and forcing two into your already-stretched hole with ease, making you squeak in surprise, “oh fuck, she’s already so stretched out for us. Yeah, give her what she wants, let her warm up to it.”
“Thank you, t-thank you,” you stammer, out of your mind with want as Jean slides the head of his cock into you with a long groan.
“Shit,” Jean growls, holding onto you tight to prevent your hips from pushing down on him too fast, filling you up too quickly with Eren’s fingers hard at work in your other hole. Maybe he is the nice one, after all. “So fucking tight for me, aren’t you?”
“Mhm, for you,” you hum, lip tucked in your teeth.
“Think she likes you more than me,” Eren smirks from over your shoulder, working a third finger into you and making your jaw drop. For his part, Jean bottoms out, hissing as you pulse around him. He can feel Eren’s fingers scissoring through your walls, eyes rolling back into his head at the sensation.
“You okay? Is it too much?” Jean notices one of those tears that had sparkled in your eyes earlier threatening to fall, grabbing your face and forcing you to look at him. You look beautiful, all stretched around him and fucked out, mind blank.
“It’s a lot,” you nod, sniffle, “but I’m okay, I can take him. Want to, want– need you both.”
Eren’s eyes darken, and Jean can feel him remove his fingers, feel the accommodating stretch of your walls able to breathe again. Jean takes your hips in his hands, rolling you along his cock to grant both of you some of the friction you desperately need. You mewl, leaning over to wrap your arms around his shoulders. Eren’s lining up behind you, running a soothing hand over your back.
“Deep breaths, baby,” Jean instructs you, holding you to his chest. You sniffle and nod into his shoulder, muscles tense and twitching.
“Tell me if it’s too much, alright angel?” Eren leans over to press a surprisingly tender kiss between your shoulder blades and gives Jean a signaling nod, which Jean returns.
Jean can feel it the moment Eren pushes in, feel your body stretching itself to accommodate both of them. You squeal into the skin of Jean’s shoulder that you’ve taken between your teeth, and it hurts, but he lets you, rubbing circles on your lower back.
“Doing so good for us, baby,” Jean hums, pressing his lips to your ear, “too much?”
You shake your head, whimpering as Eren pushes in further.
“God, she’s– shit, it’s so fucking tight,” Eren growls, jaw clenched and a little vein protruding in his neck from the effort of holding himself back, reining in the part of himself that just wants to snap his hips forwards into you.
“Yeah, she is,” Jean chokes out, feeling suffocated by the way you’re pulsing around him, by the pressure of Eren’s cock shoving at him. He’s not sure where he ends and where the both of you begin, if there’s even any separation between his skin and Eren’s and yours anymore.
“Feel so– full,” you hiccup, nails digging into Jean’s shoulders. Your watery voice makes Eren pause, rub a hand over your back.
“You doing okay, baby? How you feeling?”
“Feels….” you take in a deep, heaving breath, “good. Feels so good.”
Eren grins, something feral. “That’s our girl. So good for us, yeah?”
“You like being full, hm?” Jean can feel a smile mirroring Eren’s on his face.
He doesn’t miss Eren’s choice of words. Our girl. And you are their girl, you love being full of them. Of course you do. You’re their insatiable little plaything, so good at taking them in each of your holes. You love it, you love them.
“It’s– fuck, I’m in,” Eren’s staring at where you’re all connected. Jean wishes he could see, but the tightness of you around him is enough, the way he can feel Eren through your thin walls, pressing against his cock. Eren pumps his hips experimentally, and all three of you moan in sync.
“Pl-please move, Jean, fuck- no, Eren, just–” you’re babbling nonsensically, music to their ears.
“We’ve got you,” Jean hushes you, fucking his hips up into you and cutting you off, “just sit tight and be our good little girl, alright?”
“Oh g-god.” Your words wrench from you in a sob, jolting with the thrust of Jean’s hips up into yours. It takes some work, but soon enough, they’re pumping in and out of you at the perfect pace, synced up so you’re never empty, not for long. You’re wailing, voice scratchy from all the crying you’ve already done that night, clutching onto Jean like he’s your last lifeline.
“Feels so fucking good,” Eren grits out, digging his fingers into the flesh of your hips, “so good for us.”
“Not gonna last long, not like this,” Jean agrees, sitting you up so he can see you, see your wet cheeks and your open mouth, “so pretty like this, aren’t you? All stuffed full?”
“She loves it,” Eren growls over your pathetic, shaky moan of agreement, landing a smack on your ass, “fucking loves us, don’t you baby? Tell us, tell us how much you love it.”
“I-I love it,” you manage, voice wrecked, “love you— fuck- love you both so much.”
Jean’s eyes widen, roll back in his head a little. You’re so perfect, obedient and willing to take both of them, let them abuse your holes. The thought makes him bite down on the inside of his cheek, not willing to be the first to break and ruin this perfect moment.
“Jean, I– shit, I’m gonna cum soon,” Eren pants, pupils blown wide and mouth hanging open when he meets Jean’s eyes. “Make her cum.”
Jean nods determinedly, somehow finds the presence of mind to slide a hand in between your slick bodies, swiping at your clit insistently. Your body blooms for him, back arching as you throw your head back against Eren’s shoulder. He feels you clench violently around him, knows you’ve already been on the edge since they started with you, knows you won’t take much goading to break for them.
“That good?” Jean forced out through his clenched jaw, trying to keep pace with Eren amidst your vice-like grip on him.
“Yes, so fucking– oh my god, J-Jean, I’m– Eren,” you’re babbling, close to the point of hysteria, eyes blank and teary. Jean’s free hand wraps around your hip, grabbing hard at the flesh there. He’s so gone he barely catches it, just barely, but he notices Eren’s hand. Eren lays his palm over Jean’s, deliberate and steady, grabbing onto the other man’s hand and squeezing down. Jean meets Eren’s eyes, fucked out and hooded.
“Come on,” Jean rubs faster, harder, his eyes flitting back and forth between yours and Eren’s, “show us what a good fucking girl you are for us.”
Whatever was tethering you to your sanity falls away, and you cum harder than Jean’s ever seen, mouth hanging open in a silent scream as your muscles lock up, legs trembling on either side of Jean’s hips. He grips your hip harder, trying to maintain a pace so you can ride your orgasm out on top of them. Eren follows quickly behind you, biting into your shoulder with a loud, long groan. When Jean feels Eren’s cum leaking out of you, feels the mess they’ve made between your legs, he falls over the edge too, slamming your hips down into his and grinding up into you with a moan.
The three of you collapse into a heap of limbs and sweat and stickiness, chests heaving and muscles twitching. Jean can feel the burn of Eren’s skin and the slick, plush give of yours, enveloping him from every angle, and for the first time in months, he lets his eyes flutter shut, letting himself enjoy the simple pleasure of touch.
But nothing is forever, and after a few minutes, he feels you begin to stir between them, mumbling about needing to go to the bathroom. Eren reluctantly rolls off the bed to help you to the bathroom to clean up, leading you out on shaking legs. Alone again, Jean throws his hands over his face and sighs, deep and hefty.
He shouldn’t be here, he should have never let you both goad him into this.
It occurs to Jean that he needs some air; the apartment feels suffocatingly small knowing that both of you are only a few layers of plaster and a door away. He pushes through regret and self-doubt, pulling his sweatpants back on and scrounging around in his laundry basket of unfolded, clean clothes to find a shirt.
“What are you doing?” Eren’s suddenly in the doorway, scowling at him.
“Going out.”
“You worked this morning. What, do you have plans or something?” There’s a clear note of annoyance in Eren’s voice, but Jean’s too exhausted and shaky to look into it.
“Jean?” You, Eren’s shadow as always, peer around his shoulders, a cute little furrow of confusion between your brows. “Where are you going?”
Jean nearly growls in frustration, digging the heels of his palms into his eyes. “Out. I’m going out.”
He hates the way you flinch, grab onto Eren’s hand for stability in the wake of his snapping at you. Eren speaks next, but Jean doesn’t recognize his tone; it’s firm, but somehow, it’s lacking Eren’s perpetually angry intonation.
“Sit.” Eren’s got one finger pointed to the bed, ordering him as if this isn’t Jean’s own room. He drags you over behind him, plopping on the bed as if you all do this every day. Jean glares at Eren, softens his eyes at the way you’re looking up at him invitingly.
“We just want to talk a little,” you pat the comforter, smiling softly. That breaks him, and against Jean’s better judgment, he’s sitting where you’ve indicated, t-shirt still fisted in his hands.
“About?”
“We don’t want you to think– well, this…” Eren gestures his hands between the three of you, frowning deeper, and eventually sighing, “I don’t know how to say it.”
You pick up for Eren, smiling at him. “We don’t want you to feel like you’re out of place here, that’s all.”
Jean cocks an eyebrow. “In my own bedroom?”
“No, asshole,” Eren rolls his eyes, “with…with us.”
“What does that mean?” Jean’s heart nearly stops. A small, soft hand over his makes his breath catch in his throat.
“We’re not, like, experienced with this, so maybe we’re doing this whole thing wrong,” you look to Eren anxiously, who nods at you reassuringly, “but…we have room for you. If you’re open.”
“Like…” Jean barely trusts his voice to carry above a breath, “in what sense?”
“It’s not just sex,” Eren mumbles, flushing pink, “to us, at least.”
“We like you,” you clarify, smiling again, “and however you want us, if you want us, at least, you can have us.”
Jean blinks stupidly, looks to Eren to see if his face betrays anything, anything that could explain the conversation taking place, if it’s a joke, if he’s unsure. To his surprise, Eren looks up at him, green eyes earnest and burning into his, and takes the t-shirt out of Jean’s hands, giving one of Jean’s hands to you and taking the other for himself.
“It works,” Eren says, finding some conviction, “whatever you want to call it, this works.”
“For both of you?” Jean can hardly believe his ears, can hardly fathom the feeling of your soft, delicate little fingers and Eren’s calloused palms wrapped around his hands.
“For both of us. But…does it? For you?” Your voice wavers, your nerves betraying you.
“I mean, I don’t know what it is. I don’t understand it,” Jean admits, positive that his eyes are comically wide in the face of this new information.
“Me neither,” Eren shrugs, “but we don’t have to be so serious about it–”
“Not for now at least,” you smile at Eren encouragingly, nodding and urging him to press on.
“Not for now,” Eren agrees, squeezing Jean’s fingers ever so slightly, the smallest, most tentative reassurance, “we can figure it out later.”
“If you want it,” you bite your lip, looking up at Jean through thick lashes, “want us. We won’t be upset if you say no. No pressure.”
Jean thinks for a moment, thinks about everything you’re offering him. You, who he’s pined after for months, so beautiful and sweet to him. He thinks about sharing coffee with you in the mornings, holding you tight to his body and drifting off to sleep, letting you play with his hair. He doesn’t know if he loves you, but whatever he feels is pretty damn close to it, close enough to drive him crazy and keep him up at night.
And Eren. He’s been friends with Eren for near a decade now, known him for as long as he can remember. What this agreement means in terms of his relationship with Eren, Jean hardly dares to press, knowing how Eren is: flighty, argumentative, brash. None of that is written into Eren’s features now, though; Eren’s watching him intently, earnestly, chest stilled as if he’s holding his breath, waiting for Jean’s answer.
Something old and something new mixed together into something entirely unfamiliar.
“We don’t have to put a label on it now, or even go through the semantics,” Eren’s voice is spent, nearly breathless.
“We’ll give you some space if you need–”
“No,” Jean cuts you off, looking between you both, “no, it’s– it’s just a surprise, that’s all.”
Eren snorts. “How many times do we need to fuck you before you get the hint?”
“Eren!” You slap his arm, looking between him and Jean meaningfully. “Not really the time for jokes, is it?”
“I mean, fucking in the bathroom of Scout’s isn’t exactly wining and dining me,” Jean rolls his eyes. Eren laughs at that, unintentionally tightening his grip around Jean’s fingers and making Jean’s heart thud a little in his chest.
“You two are beyond annoying,” you huff, crossing your arms over your chest. Eren and Jean exchange a wicked smirk.
“Regretting this already?” Eren teases you, digging his fingers into your side and making you giggle.
“Get over here,” Jean pulls you onto his lap, feeling emboldened to press a quick succession of kisses to your jawline, to your cheek. God, maybe he does love you, the weight of you in his arms feeling almost perfect. Eren leans over and tackles you both, tickling you wherever he can reach, Jean pinning you to his chest despite your protests and thrashing.
That’s what’s missing, Jean realizes. It’s not about you and Jean, or you and Eren, or he and Eren. He understands Eren’s bluntness earlier: the three of you just work, regardless of the weirdness of it all or the awkward conversations that lay ahead. It works, and for now, that’s enough.
Eren relents in his torture, scooting up the bed and dragging you with him, pulling Jean’s covers over you both like he’d done it a hundred times. Jean’s last little inkling of self-doubt perseveres, and he hesitates, until Eren tosses the covers on your other side back, patting the sheets meaningfully. Jean swallows his pride, swallows his insecurity, and pulls you into his side, very mindful of Eren’s arm tossed over both of your shoulders, of Eren’s fingers weaving absentmindedly through the hair at the nape of his neck.
And in the morning, when Eren mimics Jean’s loud snoring and you’re playfully throwing little crumbs of toast at them over the counter, the little voice in Jean’s head that had warned him to keep his distance will be completely silenced for the first time in months.
#eren jaeger x you#eren jaeger x reader#eren jaeger smut#jean kirschstein x reader#jean kirschtein x reader#jean#jean kirstein x reader#jean kirstein x you#eren yeager x reader#eren yeager smut#eren yeager x you#theragethatisdesire
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here is my idea, right?
#42 for the smut prompts post with erejean. what can i say??? i’m obsessed with them
please bless us tiff i know u will cook up something good
hello my love 🥰 thank you for the prompt!! i love these two boys 😫
i wrote this with boyfriend!jean and roommate!eren because i remember in your fic it was the other way around lmao
list of prompts ⋆ masterlist
╰┈➤ smut prompts - 42.
“If I’d known how much you liked to be watched I would’ve invited him sooner.”
ft. eren/fem!reader, jean/fem!reader, eren/reader/jean, slight jean/eren.
cw. unedited, not proofread, explicit sexual content (fingering, oral, multiple partners, multiple orgasms, slight dub-con in the beginning), explicit language. 2,365 words.
movie nights with jean always end up with the two of you paying less attention to the tv and more attention to each other. tonight is no different, despite the fact that your boyfriend's annoying roommate is sitting on the couch perpendicular to yours.
you're laying back against jean's chest with a blanket up to your chin to hide the way his hand has slipped underneath the waistband of your sweats. you scrunch your face in embarrassment, reaching down to grab his wrist, but he debuffs your protests and slips his fingertips further into your underwear.
"jean," you hiss, as quietly as you can to avoid attracting eren's attention.
he presses a soft, wet kiss into your neck that has you biting back a moan. "shh, quiet," he whispers.
you frown at the feeling of his smile against your skin, but when you feel his fingers brushing against your folds you let out a shaky breath.
you keep your eyes fixed on eren, making sure that his attention is focused on the movie. it's dark in the room, and even with the light reflecting off his face from the tv, you can't quite see his features -- nonetheless, he's facing the tv and he seems to be interested, so you let yourself relax a little.
your legs fall open a little wider and jean hums against your neck in approval, spreading the slick from your entrance all across you. you can feel him hardening against your lower back, and you reach down to grab his thigh, massaging it gently as his fingers swirl up to your clit.
jean teases you -- rubbing softly and slowly against the sensitive nub while you bite your lip to control your breathing. it's not enough to get you off, but it's enough to have you squirming in your seat, rocking your hips against jean's hand for more.
"easy," he warns, and you settle back down into your seat with a pout.
jean's fingers slip down to your entrance, pushing with two fingers until he slides inside of you -- you have to pull the blanket up against your mouth and squeeze your eyes shut when you feel your pussy stretching around his fingers.
his breath catches in his throat when you clamp down on his digits, and you can feel the rumbling of a growl in his chest as he pushes deeper and deeper until he's sheathed to the knuckle. you release a shuddered breath into the blanket when you feel jean's fingers curling inside of you -- stroking that spot that makes your eyes roll back into your head.
"shh," he whispers, breath hot against your ear. "you're whimpering."
it's hard to heed his warning when jean starts grinding the heel of his hand against your clit. you suck in a sharp breath and it's loud -- eyes darting up to look at eren to see if he's noticed you and --
he's fully faced toward you now, green eyes glinting from the light of the television. you watch his eyes trail from your face to the area of the blanket where jean's fingers are buried inside of you -- and he smirks.
"whatcha guys doin over there?" he coos, and the low rumble of his voice has you clamping down tighter around jean's fingers.
"wouldn't you like to know," jean scoffs, but his fingers work a little faster in you now that the jig is up, and you let out a stuttered moan.
"need help?"
jean fucks you with his fingers as eren approaches and you can hear the wet sounds of your pussy moulding around his digits as eren takes a seat on the couch. he grabs the blanket, tugging it out of your grasp and onto the floor to reveal your debauchery.
"jean," you hiss, but it's more of a strangled whimper as your back arches off of his chest. you twist your head to the side, embarrassed by eren's predatory gaze, but then you feel jean's free hand grab your chin and direct you forward.
"keep looking at him," he says, breathing hard behind you. "you get so wet when you look at him."
"lemme see," eren says, reaching forward and hooking his fingers into the waistband of your sweats. you hardly have time to realize what's going on before he's pulled them off of your legs, exposing your wet cunt to the cool air.
without anything in the way, the way jean's fingers fuck into you sounds even louder, each thrust causing the heel of his hand to bump into your clit and turning your muffled whimpers into desperate moans.
eren's hands are warm when he places them on your shins, sliding up to your thighs and holding you open to watch jean's fingers moving in and out of you.
"how's she feel?" eren asks, dipping into a low octave that sends chills down your spine.
"tight," jean grunts. "i think she's gonna cum."
eren smiles, running his tongue across his lower lip as his eyes swing up to your face. "show me."
your legs tremble against eren's hold, fighting to clamp shut as your orgasm hits you in waves. with a gasping moan, your back arches off of jean's chest as your pussy squeezes rhythmically around his fingers. he doesn't stop until you reach down with both hands, grabbing his wrist to still him.
"that was a good one," jean praises, kissing your cheek. "if i had known how much you liked being watched, i would've invited him sooner."
"hot," eren says, and he's looking at jean now.
"i told you."
you're still breathing hard, reeling from your orgasm -- shuddering when jean pulls his fingers out -- but you manage to stutter out, "what?"
jean squeezes your cheeks a little harder before twisting your face to the side. "oh, come on -- you want this, don't you?"
you look up at him with furrowed brows, shaking your head in confusion.
"you’re always looking at him,” jean hums, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “you’re louder when we fuck when you know he’s home,” another kiss. “it’s ok, i’m not mad.”
is your crush on eren really that obvious?
you can’t help yourself! he’s just so charming and friendly and hot. late at night on the weekends, when you’re in bed with jean, sometimes you hear eren bring a girl home with him from a night out.
the dull thud of his hips pounding into hers, her muffled moans through the thin, shared wall between eren and jean’s bedrooms, and eren’s low voice — grunting for her to cum for him, you’re doing so good for me, taking this cock so well.
but you love jean. the two of you have been together for years — you’re thinking of moving out together! was this some sort of test?
“she seems nervous,” eren says, breaking you out of your thoughts. “i told you you should’ve talked about this with her earlier.”
“she wants this.” jean leans his face down into you, lips brushing against yours as he says, “you trust me, right?”
“yes,” you say softly and he closes the distance between you.
your mouths move softly against one another, tongues tangling as you moan into the kiss, but it’s hard to focus on jean when you can feel eren’s thumbs rubbing circles into your inner thigh.
jean pulls away, directing his attention back to eren, and he nods at him. “taste her,” he says.
eren licks his lips, eyes flicking to your face. “do you want this?”
you swallow thickly, looking up at him carefully as your heart thunders in your chest. you do — you do.
“ok,” you say meekly, but the way your pussy clenches around nothing reveals your desire.
he smirks before lowering down onto his forearms between your legs and you gulp in surprise.
“teach me how she likes it,” eren says, hooking one arm around your thigh. he cages your clit between his fingers before scissoring them open and grinning at the sight of you dripping for him — for them.
“tease her first,” jean directs, both hands sliding up your body to grab your breasts. “i already made her cum once — draw this next one out a little.”
eren nods before leaning forward. he looks up at you from between your legs before breathing cool air onto your cunt. you shiver from the feeling, throwing your head back onto jean’s shoulder.
“she likes it when you lick the whole thing,” jean says, voice dipping lower as he presses his cock into your back. “don’t be afraid to make a mess.”
eren smiles, lifting his head up slightly and lolling his tongue out of his mouth. you watch drool slide from the end of his tongue, stretching down toward your clit in one big glob before sliding down between your folds.
“yeah,” jean grunts. “just like that.”
jeans hands squeeze your breasts tighter, fingers pinching your nipples through the fabric of your shirt as eren lowers his head. eren presses his soft, flat tongue against your entrance, still holding you open with two fingers, as he licks slowly up to your clit.
you moan, reaching back with one hand to grab a fistful of jean’s hair as he kisses your neck.
“how does it feel?”
“so good, jean,” you gasp and he smiles into your skin.
“that’s my girl. keep thinking about me when eren’s got his tongue in your pussy.”
eren’s brows furrow at this, lapping at you again and making your toes curl with a stuttered cry. he hums in approval before softly kissing your opening, pushing into you with his tongue with every kiss.
you gasp, rocking your hips into his face as he kisses you deeper and deeper, every brush of his lips causing his nose to knock into your clit. with one hand in jean’s hair, you reach down with the other, tangling your fingers in eren’s dark locks and pushing him harder between your legs.
“suck on her clit,” jean says, and eren hums in understanding before shifting his mouth forward. he wraps his lips around your clit, sucking gently on the small nub before flicking it with his tongue.
your grip on the boys’ hair tightens as you feel heat pooling in your gut. “fuck, i’m close —” you whimper, cutting yourself off with another loud moan.
jean breathes hard into your neck, fully kneading your breasts and pushing his hips against your back. “finger her — feel how tight she gets when she cums.”
eren’s brows raise in approval and he shifts his position, mouth never leaving from where they’ve latched on to your clit, but allowing him room to slip his hand under his chin. he brushes your entrance first with two fingers, groaning at the feeling of you twitching from his touch, before plunging them inside of you.
you squirm in jeans grip from the feeling. eren’s fingers are thicker than jean’s and rougher when they fuck you — prodding at the soft spongey wall of your cunt as his tongue flicks against your clit.
over and back, over and back — maintaining that same rhythm as you squeeze around his fingers. you can feel drool sliding between your legs toward your ass as he makes a mess of your pussy with his tongue.
“gonna cum?” jean asks, voice gruff in your ear before he sinks his teeth into your shoulder. “come on, baby — show eren how hard you cum for me.”
with a choked sob you cum undone against eren’s face — squirming and twisting against jean’s back as you feel fire crawling up your veins from your orgasm. you tug at eren’s hair, making him groan around your skin, which only makes you squeeze tighter around his fingers.
“eren — fuck!” you cry, and you swear eren’s eyes light up in approval.
when your body falls limp against jean’s chest, eren slips his fingers out from inside of you, making you shudder from the sudden emptiness. he sits up onto his knees, lips and chin glistening from you and you feel your face burning in embarrassment.
“fuck, you’re right — she gets so tight when she cums,” eren says, visibly giddy with delight. “must feel really good on your cock.”
“you have no idea,” jean groans, reaching forward to grab eren’s chin. “look at him, sweetheart,” he hums, lips pressed against your ear. “look how fucked out he is — just from eating you out.”
you’re still panting heavily as you look up at eren. his cheeks are flushed, eyes dark and stormy, and you’re certain that if your eyes drift down between his legs, you’d see him hard for you, too.
“do you want to fuck him?”
you nod mindlessly, reaching forward with both hands to grab at eren’s shirt. you pull him toward you, smashing his lips into yours and your senses are flooded with the taste, the smell, the weight of your arousal on his tongue.
jean groans in approval from behind you, kissing along your neck as your tongue brushes against eren’s.
eren pulls away with a desperate gasp, gazing at you with hazy, hooded eyes as he grabs at your thighs.
“i can’t wait to feel you on my cock,” he says, nudging your nose with his before diving in for a second kiss.
it’s overwhelming — being pressed between two strong, broad bodies — the mixture of jean’s familiar citrus cologne and eren’s thick vanilla scent causing your cunt to ache to be filled.
you shift up off of jean’s chest, leaning forward into eren before pulling away to look back at your boyfriend. he looks like a wreck — eyes glazed and cheeks flushed, he has one hand on his thigh grabbing at his cock as his chest heaves, watching eren’s hands roam your body as he kisses down you neck.
“i want you both,” you say, biting your lip and jean’s brows raise in approval.
“both of us?” he confirms, and eren pauses with his lips against the pulse point of your neck.
“jean, your girl’s a freak,” he laughs. "this is gonna be fun."
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a year in review!
@bloompompom is wholesome and had a great idea of posting recaps of our favorite fics that we've written for the year! i'm also turning this into a tag thing because i wanna see what moots have on theirs! :3
"get me a damned matcha"
first longfic that i've published in such a long time, and the first one i actually finished! i'm very attached to levi and reader in this :3
discipline
obsessed with manager levi? love levi being a mean dom? that + me being particularly horny for levi week resulted in this filth
don't leave me
some all hurt no comfort from your angst queen :) prepare for break-ups, canonverse-typical violence, and death 😭
you're safe
some hurt/comfort where reader is a survivor of domestic violence and levi comforts her about it. one of my first pieces on this website
your safe space
i struggle with mood swings a lot and end up in shame spirals once i'm unable to fend them off, so here's another self-indulgent piece about levi helping you through it
your worth
i struggle a lot with comparing myself to others and find myself in a shame spiral once i find someone doing something that i pride myself in doing better than me (blame the burnt out gifted kid syndrome), so of COURSE i had to write a self-indulgent oneshot of levi comforting me about it
thanks to everyone for dealing with my feral ass as i thirst and pine for this 2d man and being delulu with me in being love with pixels (✿◡‿◡)
no pressure #'s (but would love to see your work :3): @chaotic-on-main @dreamtuna @lucysarah-c @sixpennydame @leviismybby @wyvernslovecake @ghostlykeyes @roseofdarknessblog @theragethatisdesire @youre-ackermine + any other writers that want to share!
#this was cute and i love this idea#moots#levi x reader#levi ackerman x reader#levi heichou x reader#captain levi x reader#levi fluff#levi angst#levi smut#levi#levi ackerman#levi heichou#captain levi#attack on titan#aot#shingeki no kyojin#shingeki no kyoujin#snk
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jean tooth rotting fluff (and smut) hcs
content: lily valley jean & fem!reader headcannons, SIZE DIFFERENCE/KINK IM SORRY, very self indulgent, pet name baby ofc, almost subby jean smut hes, just cute stuff all around <33 thank you to @theragethatisdesire for convincing me they r soulmates last nigit i really needed it,
jean doesnt understand you and hed never try to. he'd never demand an explanation for all your little quirks and strange habits. he just cherishes and adores every weird little thing about you that he doesnt understand, all the things he has the privilege of witnessing he reveres you even though he'll never truly understand you
and hes terrified of someone treating you like you're not special, like you're normal and not this perfect strange and wild girl meant to be observed and free
jean takes you and his dog out to the levee and puts you in his ball caps and follows behind you on your scavenging expeditions for little rocks and snail shells
you get sunburnt and jean has to rub aloe on your back and bandage up your foot because you stepped on a piece of glass :(
jean loves how pretty and small you are in comparison to him. youre like a frail little bird in the palm of his hand he's meant to take care of and nurture. he likes how he pick you up and bend you in half and hold you whenever he wants
whenever jean is driving and you see a hurt wild animal like a possum or a bunny you make him pull over and take it to the vet
jean carries you in the pool and he listens to you ramble on about how you had a dream last night where you were shipwrecked and got rescued by a mermaid that looks JUST like jean and hes just humming and listening and smiling trying not to doze off while you float w him because hes just so relaxed and grateful to have you <3
jean lets you do his skincare because hes so fascinated by your products that cover the bathroom sink (he accidentally eats your moisturizer somehow??) so you sit on his lap, put a headband on him to pull back his hair, and slather his face in cleanser but you keep getting distracted by kissing him that you dont wash it off
jean has to hold you down and clip your long jagged toenails because they keep scratching him in his sleep
when you try to dom him he thinks its the cutest thing ever. he says "yes ma'am" like a gentleman and gets on his knees to eat you out. he likes to do it against a wall so you're like sitting on his shoulders
"you've got me on my back, baby, now what re you gonna do about it?"
"oh, you need to cum? i think i can help you if you let me baby"
"thats it, thats it, keep ridin' it just like that. ride it like its yours"
jean helps you ride him the first few times and then you get fussy when he tries to grab your tits so you push his hands down and tell him no touching otherwise he can cum all by himself >:)
you lay jean on his back and make him jerk off while your teasing him with kisses and he get so frustrated, he knows stronger than you and all he wants to do is grab you and put you on your back and force you to take it but he knows if he does youll be mad at him :(
at the bar, jean gets hit on by girls all the time and hes trying not to be an asshole but he'd rather take off his own belt and choke himself with it than interacting with any other woman that isnt you <3 so he tells these women hes married and to SCRAM BEFORE HIS WIFE GETS HERE (youre at home rearranging your shell, bone, tea herb, and rock collection on the dresser)
you guys arent married yet but he refers to you as his wife when youre not around <3
#chat are yall w me on this#dahlia.valley#jean kirstein#jean kirschstein#jean kirschtein x reader#aot smut#jean kirschtien#jean kirschtein headcanons#jean kirschtein smut#snk x reader#aot x reader
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𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗨𝗦𝗧 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝗙𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗦 (𝟮)
.☘︎ ݁˖ = BLACK/POC WORKS | 23' FIC REC M.LIST
ATTACK ON TITAN
MULTI CHARACTER
Where Do You Want It? (Eren, Armin, Jean, Levi) — @ilyluffy
When You’re Jealous (Eren, Armin, Jean, Connie) — @kingkohona
When You Don’t Say “I Love You” Back (Eren, Jean) — @spiteless-xo
Basketball AU (Onyankopon and Aran Ojiro) — @dilfl0v3rss .☘︎ ݁˖
Pussy Talk (Connie, Ony, Armin, Eren)— @lingeriae .☘︎ ݁˖
JEAN KIRSCHTEIN (KIRSTEIN)
Pretty Girl — @theragethatisdesire
Resolve — @honeyblood .☘︎ ݁˖
Jean HCs: Mf Whipped — @4ttack-ur-heart
Friends w/ Benefits — @ilyluffy
Best Friend — @dreamerdeity
Only One Bed — @kingkonoha
2 AM — @cyberheavens
It’s My Party, I’ll Cry If I Want To — @xgfpng
Tell Me What You Want — @atruewarrior
EREN JAEGER
Forget The Movie — @sat0-get0 .☘︎ ݁˖
Pageant Dad!Eren — @rrenzwrld .☘︎ ݁˖
Ink — @synamoly .☘︎ ݁˖
Eren Talking You Through It — @shawtuzi .☘︎ ݁˖
In a Room Full of Art, I’d Still Stare at You ⎢ Part Two — @s-sugustar .☘︎ ݁˖
Pussy Fairy — @roronoaswifey .☘︎ ݁˖
Rapper!Eren — @chrollohearttags .☘︎ ݁˖
Plug!Eren — @shawtuzi .☘︎ ݁˖
Nerd!Eren — @shawtuzi .☘︎ ݁˖
The Cookout — @kingkonoha .☘︎ ݁˖
Smut Blurb — @kazushawty .☘︎ ݁˖
Detective!Eren x PI!Reader — @chrollohearttags .☘︎ ݁˖
New Roommate — @kacchans-waifu .☘︎ ݁˖
Veronica — @diorsbrando .☘︎ ݁˖
Don’t Pull Out — @hellaville .☘︎ ݁˖
Streamer!Eren HCs — @emonaculate .☘︎ ݁˖
Already Over — @tiathecreator .☘︎ ݁˖
ONYANKOPON + CONNIE SPRINGER
Reader In An Abusive Relationship — @getoscrybaby .☘︎ ݁˖
First Ink — @dilfl0v3rss .☘︎ ݁˖
Ours ⎢ Part Two — @dilfl0v3rss .☘︎ ݁˖
CONNIE SPRINGER
Smut Blurb — @getoscrybaby .☘︎ ݁˖
Hypersexual Reader + Connie — @nanaminsmoon .☘︎ ݁˖
Best Friend!Connie — @lingeriae .☘︎ ݁˖
Sundress Season — @br4tphobia .☘︎ ݁˖
Plug!Connie — @cottonconnielvr .☘︎ ݁˖
No Good Pt. 2 — @nanaminsmoon .☘︎ ݁˖
Clingy!Connie — @nanaminsmoon .☘︎ ݁˖
His Best Friend — @nanaminsmoon .☘︎ ݁˖
Connie x Black!Fem!Reader — @aotpimpcess .☘︎ ݁˖
Connie x Nurse!Reader — @getoscrybaby .☘︎ ݁˖
Let’s Go Home — @dilfl0v3rss .☘︎ ݁˖
Plug!Connie — @k2ssland
Plug!Connie HCs — @prettybrownbambii
Plug!Connie and His Suburban Princess — @dilfl0v3rss .☘︎ ݁˖
Mother’s Day — @br4tphobia .☘︎ ݁˖
Tattoo Artist!Connie — @rrenzwrld .☘︎ ݁˖
Tatted Up — @dilfl0v3rss .☘︎ ݁˖
Make It Home — @chrollohearttags .☘︎ ݁˖
Notice Me — @junevenile .☘︎ ݁˖
Ghost In The Machine — @junevenile .☘︎ ݁˖
Baseball Player!Connie — @dilfl0v3rss .☘︎ ݁˖
Down In The DMs — @ginger4sugar .☘︎ ݁˖
Connie Fucking You On A Yacht — @dilfl0v3rss .☘︎ ݁˖
Dad!Connie Making His Kids Speak Spanish — @dilfl0v3rss .☘︎ ݁˖
Babydaddy!Connie — @nanaminsmoon .☘︎ ݁˖
Babydaddy!Connie — @nanaminsmoon .☘︎ ݁˖
ONYANKOPON
Bully!Ony — @dilfl0v3rss .☘︎ ݁˖
Rebuke — @pwncez .☘︎ ݁˖
Sycamore Tree — @pwncez .☘︎ ݁˖
Talk To Me — @atinystaypixie .☘︎ ݁˖
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I’m having way too much fun with Piccrew. Anyway, pose for a photo with your fav❤️❤️❤️
Tags: @cowgirlikets @levis-roomba-army @gallliard @theragethatisdesire @jeanboyjean @m-ayo-o +anyone else that wants too 🥰🥰🥰
Me and Jeanie being total cuties❤️ (the hand hearts were his idea😘)
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wip game!
rules: post the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! tag as many people as you have wips.
eren jaeger
lessons in decision making (fic!!) -> hehe, so excited to share this one but it's my next fic lined up after I finish method acting and it's a fake dating trope!!!! if you snoop around in method acting, you can find that I hinted at it back in july in one of the old chapters
megumi fushiguro
bad idea right? -> part of megumi as olivia rodrigo songs!
satoru gojo
(very rough wip) but it's a multi-chapter arranged marriage fic
daylight -> as a part two to my labyrinth fic!! where they go back to y/n's hometown (and see geto + his new girl and...hehe a proposal)
delicate -> fake dating
an: ty for the tag @elusivemoon!!! this was so fun + got me way more excited at what I have lined up while I was down in the dumps LOL
no pressure tags: @daisynik7 @satoruhour @tender-rosiey @theragethatisdesire @luna0713hunter
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I HEREBY NAME MY NEW BABYGIRL…….
ALL WHO APPLIED I CANNOT PICK. C’MERE I HAVE JUST HAD AN EVERYTHING SHOWER ITS TIME TO HAVE A GOOD TIME LETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED
@pisspope @fromriches-tosin @princess-okkotsu @marenalee @ricecrispiebirb @strawberrystepmom @thedovahqueen @whatthefucksatan @theragethatisdesire @forest-hashira @v4porwav3 @ahashiraswife
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Various Anime Characters
🦋 mating press (toji) 🦋
@introloves
🦋 falling (kiyoomi) 🦋
@sugarlywhispers
🦋 delusional (eren) 🦋
@euphoriccarnation
🦋 boyfriend!eren 🦋
@nuclevi
🦋 just the tip 🦋
@xfgpng
🦋 mine now (suna) 🦋 meet his girlfriend (ushijima) 🦋
@dabiekql
🦋 4:20 (eren) 🦋
@jeanslilslut
🦋 overstim (oliver) 🦋
@b1mbodoll
🦋 cute 🦋
@lumiinix
🦋 baby (atsumu) 🦋
@bxnnybtch
🦋 oral fixation (hawks) 🦋
@touyasdoll
🦋 overstim (kazutora) 🦋 boytoy!mikey 🦋
@8kh
🦋 pent up frustration (taiju) 🦋
@getoswhore
🦋 behave (ken) 🦋
@dekuphilia
🦋 messy eater (toby) 🦋
@endious
🦋 kiss it 🦋
@kissingkou
🦋 blocked 🦋 on the ice 🦋
@call-memissbrightside
🦋 make it stop (not anime but leaving it up to the imagination)🦋
@dollylicious
🦋 an embarrassing picture 🦋
@izukuisbaby
🦋 fucking your throat 🦋
@kirislut
🦋 the right apology 🦋 our baby 🦋
@heich0e
🦋 knuckle deep 🦋
@pinky-glitz
🦋 favorite place 🦋
@wwwcapricorncom
🦋 various nsfw headcannons 🦋
@onemillionvolts
🦋 where they put their hands 🦋
@tired-teacher-blog
🦋 morning wood 🦋
@kazuwhora
🦋 overstim just to watch 🦋
@kenzaki-ken
🦋 humidity and heaven 🦋
@missmeinyourbones
🦋 ass, tits, or thighs 🦋
@weluvsosa
🦋 jealousy 🦋
@clefairymuke
🦋 hybrid!BNHA 🦋
@yv-en
🦋 dark red 🦋
@bibblelevi
🦋 i will be kind and sweet 🦋
@sightoru
🦋 overstim 🦋 breeding 🦋
@oh-katsuki
🦋 imagine riding levi 🦋
@princess-ackerman
🦋 spread open 🦋
@moonlightmiya
🦋 too much 🦋
@viviaj
🦋 variables 🦋
@itsleese
🦋 how they eat you out 🦋
@plzravagemethxxx
🦋 look 🦋
@envy-of-the-apple
🦋 your place 🦋
@purest-sins
🦋 addicted to the kitty 🦋
@lovinkiri
🦋 ahegao face 🦋
@kingkatsuki
🦋 a lesson 🦋
@bukuroskitten
🦋 calling them a slut 🦋
@sammysficfactory
🦋 men who make it fit 🦋
@nkogneatho
🦋 yellow 🦋
@benkeibear
🦋 imagine 🦋
@hello-kitty-is-my-life-69
🦋 showering with jjk men 🦋
@mommypieck
🦋 degraded yet praised 🦋 overstimulation kink 🦋
@hqkalon
🦋 boss 🦋 hair pulling 🦋
@kazushawty
🦋 tits 🦋
anantaru
🦋 breaking up 🦋
keigotakamiz
🦋 positions 🦋
erensbabyy218
🦋 sleep talking 🦋
whoistartaglia
🦋 mirror sex 🦋
ilyluffy
🦋 think I need someone older 🦋
chrryzwrld
🦋 driving me insane 🦋
jabamin
🦋 eating you for dinner 🦋
romantichomicide95
🦋 when you have sex with your ex 🦋
omgeto
🦋 take it 🦋
pocoyo-yo
🦋 brat 🦋
rlvsmegumi
🦋 help 🦋 face sitting 🦋 dumb 🦋
tsurie
🦋 milk and honey 🦋 hot moms near me 🦋
sugurini
🦋 stuffed full 🦋
pin-k-ink
🦋 I can make your bed rock 🦋
doobea
🦋 positions 🦋
junevenile
🦋 dad's best friend 🦋
angelltheninth
🦋 "just the tip" 🦋
slttygeto
🦋 breakfast runaway 🦋
mypimpademia
🦋 you're too big 🦋 it's too big 🦋 you're too tight 🦋
oreo-creampie
🦋 boys who like to breed you 🦋
sunarc
🦋 scary dog privilege 🦋
theragethatisdesire
🦋 waking up with them 🦋
garoujo
#toji#toji fushiguro#toji smut#toji x reader#toji x you#toji x y/n#jjk smut#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu toji#smut#haikyuu au#haikyuu imagines#haikyuu#haikyuu!!#haikyu x reader#haikyuu drabbles#haikyuu fanfiction#haikyuu scenarios#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu x you#haikyū!!#haikyuu fluff#haikyuu sakusa kiyoomi#sakusa kyoomi x reader#sakusa x reader#sakusa scenarios#haikyuu sakusa#sakusa fluff#euphoriccarnation
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slumber party time!!! ♡
hey if you guys want to sleep over tonight in my blog and come hit up my ask and trade thoughts about the fictional 2d men we're all obsessed with feel free, i'm in like SM pain and my medicine isn't helping too much so i'll be up for awhile and i'm available >:)
let's have some fun come hang out if you want to!!
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🌷 send this to ten bloggers you think are wonderful. keep the game going ! 🌷♡
🥺 thank you so much omg 💗💗
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HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY MOCH !!! <3 ILY!
Happy Valentine's Day Miss Rage!! <3 Love ya back!!
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saw a quiz, wanted to start a tag game chain bc why tf not (aka i'm procrastinating again)
no pressure #'s: @spicerackofblorbos @dreamtuna @anlian-aishang @levisbrat25 @whoami-72 @bita-bita @theragethatisdesire @peachdues @wyvernslovecake @ackerbootytobbi @kariighost @the-traveling-poet @kikarouflames @youre-ackermine @danchou-danchou @dont-f-with-moogles @candybarbucky @ghostlykeyes+ anyone else! :3
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🚪come trick or treating in my inbox!
happy halloween! send me a character + "trick" or "treat" to my inbox for:
trick: nsfw headcanon or treat: sfw/fluffy headcanon
very much inspired by @theragethatisdesire to do this!! y'all know how it goes — i write mostly armin but i am open to writing for most aot characters! maybe jujutsu kaisen just for halloween 👀
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𝗝𝗨𝗟𝗬 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝗙𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗦
.☘︎ ݁˖ = BLACK/POC WORKS | 23' FIC REC M.LIST
TLOU
ABBY ANDERSON
Unfold — @abbysdolly
Wife!Abby Who Wants To Provide For You — @bayasdulce
Cuddling w/ Abby HCs (Modern!AU) — @abbysdruidess
At Least I Got You In My Head Part 7 ⎢ Part 8 — @lizzieisright
Everything She Wants — @kokomos
Stay Grounded Part 7 ⎢ — @canaidliafail
Care For Me — @darlingmisa
Fake Dating — @coeurify
Eat — @ourautumn86
Dr. Anderson Will See You Now — @dnvrsmedia
Underground Fighter — @m-3-ijiworld
Emerald Green and Warm Champagne — @loaksky
Pure — @nomiscreams
ELLIE WILLIAMS
A Midsummer Night's Dream — @lolasimms
Pink Catalyst — @hotxcheeto
I’ll Take Care of You HCs (Doctor!Ellie) — @salitok
When I’m Alone I’d Rather Be With You — @millersaurora
Afterglow — @heavenbloom .☘︎ ݁˖
Doctor, Oh Doctor — @lu-vin-it
Street Racer!Ellie HCs ⎢ Gear Shift — @phantombriide
Nosebleed — @gardenblush
Bedframe — @hotxcheeto
The Kissing Game — @butterflellies
And I Love Her Ch. 3 ⎢ Ch. 4 ⎢ Ch. 9 — @phantombriide
ELLABS
Ghostface!Ellie and Ghostface!Abby — @aethelwyneleigh27
Unexpected — @princesssmars
This Is What Makes Us Girls Part 7 ⎢ Part 8 — @lolasimms
Three’s Not A Crowd — @m-3-ijiworld
JOEL MILLER
Why Does Change Hurt So Much? ⎢ Pt. 2 ⎢ Pt. 3 ⎢ Pt. 4 — @savemefromanepicoftimewasted
A Good Deed — @theeblackmedusa .☘︎ ݁˖
Extra — @capypub
Je Te Laisserai Des Mots — @cowgurrrl
I Want To Marry You — @cowgurrrl
Bodyguard!Joel — @angelkhi
Gamer!Abby — @sweetercalypso
Salad Days — @cowgurrrl
Trash Magic — @girlboybug
Hairspray — @peterparkersnose
White Lies — @poetiicbarnes
DC
BRUCE WAYNE/BATMAN
What Is Wrong With Us? — @unfortunately-obsessed
MCU
BUCKY BARNES
Need To Know — @angrythingstarlight .☘︎ ݁˖
FRANK CASTLE
Body Worship — @marvelswh0re
The Girlfriend Experience — @anjaelle .☘︎ ݁˖
I’ve Got You, Darlin’ — @saintmurd0ck
Be My Baby — @amhrosina
Shut Me Up — @clownd1ck
Sex Is Art (So Let Me Paint You) — @clownd1ck
Everywhere — @marvelswh0re
AOT
EREN JAEGER
Three’s A… (+Jean Kirstein) — @theragethatisdesire
JEAN KIRSCTEIN (KIRSTEIN)
Bags — @ilylovelyz
Uni AU — @shunsuiety
Like The Movies — @firefly--bright
Football Player!Jean — @spiteless-xo
MULTI CHARACTER
Daddy Kink (Jean, Eren, Zeke) — @spiteless-xo
Jealous (Jean, Eren, Levi) — @theragethatisdesire
As A Dad (Jean, Eren) — @spiteless-xo
KNIVES OUT
RANSOM DRYSDALE
His Only Sweetheart — @lovebittenbyevans
BLEACH
SHUNSUI KYORAKU
Breeding Kink + Teasing — @dejwrld .☘︎ ݁˖
STRANGER THINGS
STEVE HARRINGTON
Head Over Heels — @underoossss
PEAKY BLINDERS
THOMAS SHELBY
Time After Time Ch. 11 — @all-mirth-no-matter
Everything Is Fine ⎢ Part 2 ⎢ Part 3 ⎢ Part 4 — @everythingelseisextra
Casual — @everythingelseisextra
TRIPLE FRONTIER
WILL MILLER
Bending To The Honeysuckles — @libraryofwaterdeep
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