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savkirschtein · 1 month

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AOT character & their personal fashion styles

characters : Eren Jaeger, Mikasa Ackerman, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirschtein, Connie Springer, Sasha Braus, Marco Bodt

warning: all of these are just purely based off of my personal insight and views of the characters and how i think they’d dress today

🪩🥡🪐🎸🎧

Eren Jaeger: 🎱🌪️🩻⛓️

based off of season 4 Eren

i picture Eren in todays world really rocking with a minimalist street style

he’s all for comfort and breathability in his clothing and his style reflects that

a closet full of loose fitting boxy t-shirts

LOVES the cold months so he can layer his hoodies and leather jackets

while also sporting the slutty tightly fitted black shirt grey sweat pant combo every now and then

maybe even just walking out his apartment with a wife pleaser and baggy jeans on as a fit alone

all paired with sneakers, small silver hoops, and a chain of some sort

Mikasa Ackerman: 🍒💿📷🃏

we all know for a fact that Mikasa can DRESS

she just has an eye for fashion and has a unique style of her own

one that isn’t over the top, in terms of being a spectacle, but just well put together and tailored to HER. a girl you 110% give a second glance

she is a girlie who LOVES wearing any skirt whether it be long, midi, mini or knee length she LOVES them

most of her pieces are pretty free flowing with lots of different silhouettes

absolutely loves a good leather boot, pair of mary janes, or platform loafers

she literally could wear a trash bag and make it look like it’s the next trend

and has a huge collection of baggus

Armin Arlert: 🎧📘🍵☁️

Armin will literally never be free of the soft light academia aesthetic

the cable knit sweaters, soft cardigans, and sweater vests will forever have a hold on him

but what college boy Armin loves more than anything is a good quarter zip or quarter button up

or a nice casual white and blue striped button up

almost all of his clothing is soft and warm materials

definitely withholds the cute boy in the library title

Jean Kirschtein: 🪐👁️‍🗨️⚡️🌉

will live and die on the hill that Jean is a Carthartt guy

his look is a casual-relaxed but clean one

he’s all for clothing that is durable and will last him forever

Jean’s style is honestly super basic but NOT boring

although Jean’s style isn’t one that is made to make it hard to look away from its one that really just compliments him well

loves a good hefty Dickies or Carthartt jacket, basic white t-shirt, or a loose button up over a tank top

while wearing a variety of rings, with small hoops and a chain

his clothes compliment his strongly built and lengthy body well, which is why although they are basic, it isn’t boring

Connie Springer: 🎧💽☄️🩻

Connie is a literal fashionista

he probably is tiktok famous for his fit check videos and adventures at the thrift stores

the street style aesthetic was MADE for Connie

knows how to put pieces that may not look ideal together into a cohesive fit

LOVES JORTS and swears he made them trendy again

and wearing jerseys of teams he has no clue of , but it’s for the fit so who cares

Sasha Braus: 🍰🪩🗽🧸

the DEFINITION of downtown girl or coming of age movie in a city aesthetic

Sasha lives for the nostalgia of 90s pieces and it shows in her clothing

comfort is also a huge factor that plays into Sasha’s outfits

color is another component that makes Sasha’s outfits HER outfits

LOVES a good brown leather jacket

Sasha honestly though has a hard time sticking to just ONE specific style and will wear whatever feels good for her

Marco Bodt: 🍙🪴♠️🍊

Marco is a soft boy at heart but he’s traded in the traditional sweaters vests for hardy collared jackets

he absolutely LOVES PLAID

and loves layering his button ups with his worn out thrifted jackets

has a more warm palette in terms of colors and leans more towards earthy tones

super casual in his shoes though sticking to good tried and true high top converse, sambas, or loafers if he's feeling fancy

#eren jaeger #mikasa ackerman #armin arlert #connie springer #jean kirstein #sasha braus #marco bodt #aot modern au #aot x reader #attack on titan headcanons #aot college au #Spotify

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asirensrage · 3 months

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Unrepentant

Title: Unrepentant Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Rating: Explicit Pairing: Sano "Mikey" Manjiro x Fem!Reader, Bonten x Fem!Reader Word count: 3599 Warnings: Dark!fic. Dub-con. Wearing a collar and leash as punishment. Talk of ownership. Edging. Coercion. Public Sex. Swearing. Drug Use. Threats. Choking. Orgasm Denial. References to drug addiction. Unbeta'd. *warnings are not exhaustive*

Notes: I had the urge to write something while listening to Poison from Hazbin Hotel on repeat. This is the result. It is a dark fic. Consider yourself warned. Reader is not described in looks or size. Please let me know what you think. (It's one of the many fics/oneshots I have planned or started for TR lol.) Enjoy!

HEED THE WARNINGS

How did it come to this?

You’re kneeling at his feet, eyes on the ground as the bass of music in the club thumps in time with the headache in the back of your skull. It’s punishment.

Not the headache. That’s the ache that comes with withdrawal, the same way your fingers twitch as you try to hold them in place. But the position you’re in. The collar tight around your neck that’s attached to a chain he holds. The tension is loose as if it’s not there, but you know if you even shift out of your position, you’ll feel it.

Feet come to pause in front of you, clad in expensive shoes. You don’t move, don’t look to confirm your suspicion about who it is.

“Look at you,” he coos. You can hear him clearly over the music, but it’s only when he bends down and tilts your head up to look at him, that you know you’re right. “You look like a fragile thing like this, doll. What’d you do to earn this?”

He knows. They all know. It’s just another test. Ran grins at you as you drop your eyes, knowing you can’t respond right now without permission.

“Answer.” The man holding your chain demands, yanking it slightly in warning.

You don’t flinch, don’t make a sound at the way it jars you. “I made a mistake,” you say, just loud enough that they both can hear you.

Ran laughs at that. “Yeah, baby? A mistake?”

It was more than that. The reason Mikey collared you and kept you chained tonight at his feet was a lesson in humiliation and obedience. In a fit of sobriety, you had attempted to escape. You didn’t get far.

“That what you’re calling it?”

You look up at Ran. He looks as handsome as ever, but you know the truth of what’s behind his good looks. You know how much blood is on their hands. You nod and drop your eyes again.

His hand grips your jaw tightly, fingers digging into your cheeks as he forces you to look up at him. “Such a pretty thing, baby. Open your mouth.”

Fear sparks up your spine. You’re in public, even if it’s the VIP area of the club. There are others around. The hesitation makes Ran dig his fingers in tighter, pressing your cheeks against your teeth as he forces you to open your mouth. He leans in and lets a lob of spit fall from his mouth into yours. You swallow, taking the revulsion with it. He smirks, letting go of your jaw before he pats your cheek. He looks up to Mikey who has the chain you’re attached to wrapped around one of his hands. “Let me know when you’re done with her. She can keep the chain.”

The worst part is that you can only blame yourself. This was a choice you made. Even if you didn’t know it would turn out this way.

⛓️

It had been chance that led you to them. A bad day, week, year…it had all added up to the moment when you found yourself stumbling into a firm chest. You had dropped the paperwork you had been holding and could only watch helplessly as it fell into the rain. You were crying before you realized it, the dam of stress finally breaking. You kneel on the wet ground, tears falling and mixing with the rain that had started to soak into your skin.

He could have left you. He should have left you, but the stranger you ran into paused and bent down, helping you pick up the papers. He made some ill-timed joke about it not being that bad, and before you knew it, you were telling him about how this was going to get you fired. The admission that you were struggling to provide for your family. A younger sibling, a mother in the hospital…you were their last leg of survival. And it was ruined.

Until he offered to help.

You should have run in the other direction and never looked back.

⛓️

You hear his laugh first.

“I didn’t think you’d actually do it!” Sanzu says, leaning against the chair behind you. You can practically feel the heat of his body against your back. It’s not surprising. The outfit you’re in can barely be called a dress. “Shit, Mikey…you like her like this? You look like you belong there, sweetheart,” Sanzu says. You ignore the jeering. He likes to get a reaction.

“Maybe we should keep her like this all the time.” A foot nudges the side of your leg. Rindou. It wasn’t often the two of them were together, but it was a dangerous combination. Like the Haitani brothers together and in a competitive mood.

You try to ignore them, but then Rindou moves in front of you. He doesn’t bend down, but he slips his foot between your legs. You watch as he steps a bit closer before pressing the top of his foot up against you. You tremble, trying not to react as he purposefully tries to make you break, to make you beg, to do anything that counts as breaking Mikey’s rules tonight. You try to focus on your breathing instead of how he rubs his foot against you and how the laces on his shoes cause nearly enough friction on your clit through the lace of the underwear you wear.

It’s torture trying to keep yourself from grinding down on it, seeking a release you know they can give you if they’re feeling generous.

Finally, he pulls back and you let out a shuddered breath.

“You must really be sorry,” Rindou says.

A hand digs into your hair, pulling your head back until you’re looking up at Sanzu who’s staring down at you, cerulean eyes narrow in their glare.

“Are you?” he demands.

You nod quickly, tears prickling in your eyes at the pain of your hair being pulled with the motion. “It was a stupid mistake. I’ll be good!”

He drags a drag of whatever he’s smoking and leans down, blowing it in your face. The familiar scent of marijuana engulfs you and you breathe in quickly, chasing the tease of a high. Anything for an escape. “You better fucking hope so,” he says.

⛓️

Kakucho offers you two things when you finally get out of the rain. He’ll smooth over the issues at your job, follow you and explain that the destroyed paperwork was his fault…or he’ll get you a job. One that will compensate you far better than anything you’ll do in an office that doesn’t appreciate you. He can help you protect your family, to give them a better life and better healthcare for your mother.

You’re not stupid. You question his motives first.

He shrugs. “Maybe I just can’t stand to see a pretty girl cry.” There’s something in his eyes that warns you, but you ignore it...and ask what the job entails.

⛓️

Mochi doesn’t kneel in front of you.

He doesn’t do anything like trying to edge you or blow smoke in your face. Instead, he rests his hand on the top of your head as he speaks to Mikey. He stands in front of you, but in a way that feels more like he’s blocking you from the others. A small kindness.

Until he bends down and gently tilts your head up to look at him. He looks at Mikey before offering you a sip of his drink. You agree instantly, letting him tilt it to your lips. “You look good like this, princess. But I prefer you unchained. Hope you learn this lesson. You try it again and one of us just might have to break something.” The drink spills over your lips, making you cough as you choke on the sudden increase of liquid. You bend forward before you can stop yourself, coughing harder. The collar tightens as the chain doesn’t give any further leeway.

You hear someone laugh in the distance. You think it might be Sanzu but you ignore it, well aware of the pleasure they’re taking in your penance. Mikey had given you a choice when you were dragged back in front of him. Your life or your family’s. It was the same one that got you into this situation in the first place. Only this time, if you chose to leave them in the manner they picked, they’d go to your family and drag them deeper into the depths you were submerged in. Your mother was recovering. Your younger sibling has a future ahead of them. You couldn’t bury them in your regrets and bad decisions. You made the same choice you did last time. The same one you’ll make every time.

You go back to your kneeling position once you can breathe again.

⛓️

The job that Kakucho promises is a simple office job. One where you keep your head down and don’t ask questions. It lasts two weeks. Two weeks of learning the systems, of ignoring the small things you start learning about who you’re working for. Two weeks of dealing with the confused looks other people send you, of the way Kakucho appears occasionally to walk you out. Until he kisses you.

He doesn’t apologize when you reel back in surprise. His mismatched eyes watch you, hand grabbing your wrist before you get too far. It’s just a kiss, he tells you. Don’t forget why you’re here.

A reminder that you owe him. You nod and he lets you go, but the next day, a strange man is waiting at your desk. One of the other executives, you quickly learn.

⛓️

The pain in your head is growing.

You want silence or at least something stronger than a puff of smoke shotgunned into your mouth. You never used to do drugs. Funny how fast that all changed. Now you’ll take anything to forget.

Your legs have gone numb under you and you’ll be lucky if you can walk when he finally decides to take you home. There’s no other place for you. You lost your own apartment ages ago and while all the men have used you, Mikey holds you as tight as he does now, whether or not there’s a physical chain that links you. You owe him your life now. He was gracious not to kill you when you ran from them. This is a small price compared to what you could have owed.

“You gonna let her up?”

Takeomi. You don’t see him, but you hear him. If Mikey says anything in response, it blends too well into the background.

“Least he chose you a good outfit. Look up at me, darling.” They each have their pet names for you when they’re being kind…or wanting to mock you and your fate.

You wait for the tug signalling permission before you look up at Mikey’s advisor. He’s smoking a cigarette and standing there, looking down at you. He’s older, a scar on his face like some of the others. Different and yet so similar that it makes you think of Kakucho who’s either not attending or has been ordered away from you.

“You’re fucked up, aren’t you?” he asks. He takes the cigarette out of his mouth before turning to offer it to you. It’s not as strong as you want, but the nicotine might be enough to help ease some of the headache you’re feeling. He lets you inhale twice before he takes it back. An indirect kiss that’s tame compared to some of the other stuff you’ve done together.

“Thank you,” you say, knowing it’s required.

He smirks at you, taking another drag before he turns to Mikey. “You should keep the collar.”

“I know a place,” a new voice interrupts. Koko leans down as he steps up next to you. “We could get one of the ones that she can’t take off. With our symbol carved into it.” He looks at you carefully before lifting your head to look at him. “Thought you’d be crying.” He lets out a small sigh as if he’s disappointed. “You’re prettier when you’re crying.”

You look away, unsure of how to respond to that. Koko likes to spoil you, but he also likes to see you overstimulated and begging for him to stop. Every gift comes with a price and you pay the most with Koko’s.

“You should have come to me,” Koko says softly. “Would have fucked that mistake out of your head.” He uses your term, informing you that they’re talking about you. It’s nothing new. You’ve been with them all, separately and together. They’ve all seen you breaking apart around them and each other. It’s only everyone else that doesn’t get a taste of you.

⛓️

The first time you meet Mikey, you’re outside a club you never wanted to go to. It was some party for the employees and the entire floor had been invited. It had been made clear to you, not only by Kakucho but Ran and the others as well, that your attendance was mandatory.

You’re in the middle of eating one of the snacks you picked up at the convenience store on the way here, leaning against the wall of the club. There’s no line tonight and you’re in no rush to go in. You’d rather not drink on an empty stomach.

It’s not long before you realize someone’s watching you.

You turn to look, but when you finally catch them, it becomes a little more apparent that they’re not staring at you, but at the food in your hand.

“Want one?” you ask. He looks thin, his outfit too large on him. You’re not particularly charitable, but you’d rather get rid of the food and garbage before walking into a club. You offer the bag to him.

He stares at you, finally meeting your eyes, for a long moment. “Why?”

You shrug. “I’m full…and I don’t want to carry it. You can throw it out if you want, but it’s still sealed. I just bought it down the street.”

He takes the bag, pulling the pancake treat out and staring at the package. He looks back at you. “You here?” he asks, nodding towards the club. When you nod, he leaves and you watch incredulously as he walks in with the plastic bag in one hand. The bouncers don’t even ID him.

⛓️

Mikey pulls at your collar until you’re stumbling in front of him, leaning into his legs as you try to ease the pressure. He shifts his position before pulling and you’re left struggling as climb up into his lap at his silent demand.

You straddle his thighs, waiting until he directs you. You’re not usually this calm, this submissive, but the threat of your family’s lives hangs over your head. Regret for your own choices sits heavy in your gut. It’s your own fault.

“Look at me.”

You lift your eyes to meet Mikey’s. His gaze is dark, but it’s not empty like it used to be. Not like when you met. He stares at you for a long moment before his hand slips between your legs. Your breath hitches as his fingers shove your underwear to the side, pressing in. He doesn’t look away from you as he swipes up before pulling his fingers out. They shine slightly, slick with the wetness that gathered from Rindou’s foot and the way the men have come to tease you, to try to make you react to them to exacerbate your punishment.

He holds them up between you before moving them to your mouth. You open instantly, letting Mikey press his fingers down on your tongue. You close your lips around them, sucking softly and trying to clean yourself off of him.

“Trying hard to earn my forgiveness, aren’t you?” he says.

You nod, moving your tongue over his fingers until he shoves them further down your throat until you choke. Tears build up in your eyes instantly. He keeps them there as you struggle to breathe before he pulls them out.

You gasp for air, tears falling down your cheeks. A sharp smack against your ass makes you take a deep breath, trying to stop yourself from crying.

“You want my forgiveness. Earn it.”

⛓️

Your back is to his chest as you face the room. The music thumps in along with your heartbeat. You’re not sure where one stops and the other begins at this point. Smoke hangs in the air, a hazy mix of tobacco, marijuana and fog from the machines. It’s not enough.

You rock your hips, trying to build the pleasure for both of you. Mikey is hard inside you, stretching you deliciously, one hand looped around the chain attached to your collar while the other rests on the side of the couch he sits on. You’re doing all the work, trying your best to get him off, to ignore the eyes of the Executives on you. You’ve seen some of them palming themselves already, trying to ease the tension building from the sight of you fucking their leader.

You’d be more embarrassed if you weren’t so focused on this. It's not the first time they’ve watched you, but you’re usually somewhere more private. Not in the VIP section of a club, a open balcony where anyone could see you if they actually wanted to. The crowd would be able to hear you whining, desperate and needy, if it wasn’t for the music. You’re surprised but you don’t question the choice. None of them like sharing you and the last time someone else other than any of them walked in on you taking care of one of them, they ended up dead.

“Mikey–” you groan, grinding your hips back into his. “Mikey, please,” you beg. You’re not allowed to cum until he lets you.

The chain pulls suddenly, yanking your head back until you’re arching your back and your face is next to his. It hurts but you don’t dare complain. Not when you’ve managed to avoid it so far.

“You ordering me?” he asks. “You think you deserve to cum?”

“I’m sorry!” you cry out, hands reaching to the collar, trying to ease some of the pressure. You deviate before you touch it, hearing one of the other men groan in disappointment that you’re still coherent enough to not get yourself into more trouble. Instead, you cup your breasts over the slip of a dress you wear. “‘m sorry…” you whine, trying to move your hips, to chase the high that’s building.

“Look at them.”

Your eyes try to find the other men watching the two of you but the angle you’re currently forced into makes it difficult.

“The only reason you’re not being fucked by them is because of me. Because I haven’t given them permission.” He thrusts his hips up, making you cry out in surprise at the sudden change. “I own you. You gave your life to me and here you are, fucking yourself on me, begging me for a release you don’t fucking deserve. You want to cum? Fucking beg for my forgiveness.”

“I’m sorry!” You say quickly, tears burning in your eyes from the pain of the position you’re in. “Mikey, I’m sorry! I’ll never run again! I swear! I’ll be good! Please, Mikey! I was wrong! I’m yours!”

“Hmm..” he doesn’t say anything else, but the pressure on your throat finally eases and you’re able to lean forward, breathing like normal again. You put your hands on his knees before going back to moving your hips, to using him to fuck yourself on at his orders.

It doesn’t take long before he tires of your pace. His hand is on your throat, his other arm wraps around your waist as he thrusts up into you. He pulls you down, slamming you onto him. There’s nothing you can do but hold on, begging for a release he’s continued to refuse you.

He breaks, pulling you down onto him, cock twitching as he cums inside. You moan at the feeling but it’s still not enough, not to get you off. You’re left on the cusp of your orgasm, feeling needy and desperate in a way that you’ve long gotten over hating yourself for.

“Mikey, please..” you beg quietly.

He pulls you back, hand stroking softly against your hip as he presses his lips against the spot behind your ear. “You ever try to leave again, I’ll gift you to my men. All of them.” The threat freezes in your chest. It was one thing to be shared amongst the top men of Bonten. It was a whole other to be given to the men who made up the layers of the organization. You wouldn’t survive it.

“I’ll be good,” you promise.

He kisses your neck again before holding up the chain that’s attached to the collar around your neck. “Ran.”

You turn, looking to see the eldest Haitani grin before getting up to fetch you. There’s a prominent bulge in his pants as he takes the leash from Mikey.

“Come on, baby. You gotta apologize to all of us,” he says with a smirk. “Think you can make it up to me too?”

“I expect her back when she’s done.”

You carefully climb off of Mikey’s lap, ignoring the feeling of Mikey’s release slipping out of you and trailing down your thigh, and follow Ran as he leads you by the chain toward the others. Regret churns in your stomach and you quickly shove it down.

After all, you can only blame yourself.

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toxicanonymity · 7 months

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Raider's 2 new objectives 😏⛓️

he (tr)eats his sweet pea real good 😅🥵

✨hunger

#love it #raider!ask #toxic ask #meme #joel miller smut

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bleach-your-panties · 2 months

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lpm24k · 2 months

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🚨 URGENT~ BIGGEST TR@FF!C!NG RAID GOING DOWN IN HISTORY 👮🚔⛓️⚖️

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sofiakistein · 2 years

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❱ this whole pick your fav from jail is living in my head rent-free so enjoy <3 and yes! send your hc´s because I wanna read them all!

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Wow, taking Draken out of jail is a whole experience, not only because you missed him so much but also because he is so needy that he will fuck you in the backseat of your car.

He had to spend lots of time away from you, only using his fist to relieve that aching boner in his pants while thinking of how good you suck your dick. Draken won´t think twice before making you park the car in an empty place and taking you to the backseat so he can have your pussy again.

The space is so small he almost can´t fit in because, yes, let´s be honest, Ken is a big man, so he tells you to sit on his dick. His big, and callous hands lift your body so you don´t get tired, and he is going so hard that you swear that the car it´s also moving.

And after you finish, you remember why Draken doesn´t do "quickies". This man's stamina is so strong that he looks like a fucking stallion- but now he just has to wait to get home because he knows you can´t keep going, not after he bounced you so damn hard on his cock.

Of course, he is driving. He still remembers the way back home, and he is letting you rest in the back seat. Once the two of you arrive, he is carrying you upstairs braid-style and putting you on the bed like the good old times. He then goes straight to the kitchen and pours some water into a glass. Even water in jail tastes weird.

And when he is sure that you are ready to keep going, say goodbye to the other plans you had prepared for the rest of the day. Draken is fucking the brains out of you because your pussy is the only home he needs.

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oh-katsuki · 3 years

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KINKTOBER DAY 9 - BAJI KEISUKE + SOMNOPHILIA

KINKTOBER MASTERLIST

WC: 921

TW: somnophilia, dubcon / cnc (because of the somnophilia), implied overstimulation, implied exhibitionism, mentions of public sex, use of petnames

Baji can’t help himself, not this time. You’ve both talked about somnophilia before and ever since the topic was introduced, he hasn’t been able to get it out of his head.

Baji thinks about you constantly, about what it might be like to slip his fingers into your weeping cunt while you sleep. He thinks about how you’d sound cumming in your sleep, breath picking up, having a dirty dream about him. It drives him crazy.

Maybe today on the train was the tipping point. He normally takes you on his bike, but you both decided against it and took the train considering he nearly fucked it up earlier in the week. You’d fallen asleep on his shoulder, snoring quietly after your date. The car was half empty and his hand rested on your thigh, riding a bit high on that tiny skirt you’d worn. And all he could think about was slipping his fingers into you and coaxing an orgasm from you while you slept. Honestly, Baji’s worried he’s a pervert, because he hasn’t been able to forget it since the thought came to his head.

Now, you’re asleep on your shared bed, showered and clean and once against snoring peacefully. You just look so pretty… leg up while you lay on your side. So he crawls into bed beside you and runs a finger through your folds, groaning at the wetness there. It’s like you were expecting him, his fingers glistening when he pulls them back to his lips for a taste and even though he knows you’re not watching, he’s imagining that you’re dreaming about him doing just that.

Baji can taste you on his tongue as he starts to rub circles against your clit, mobility limited from the way your thighs are situated, and he relishes in how you shift to open up for him, grumbling slightly. He dips his fingers down to your cunt, throbbing in his pants as he pushes past and curls them gently against your gummy walls.

He’s careful not to wake you up, eyes trained on your face while you sleep, fingers curling and hitting the spot he knows you like. Baji knows your body like the back of his hand, always touching you just how you need to be touched, and it’s no different now. Even while you dream he can see the way he’s making you feel good, dick straining against his boxers while he lays beside you.

Maybe you’re so wet because of the sex earlier, the way he pounded you into the mattress, or maybe it’s because you’re dreaming about it. About the way Baji fucks you so well. He can feel how swollen you are, the way your sensitive walls flutter around his fingers until he slowly pulls them out. He’s surprised at the whimper you let out, still dozing, but needy as ever.

Then, he lifts your leg ever so slightly, pulling his dick from his boxers and rubbing your essence onto it before sliding the head of his cock up and down your folds. Baji loves the way he can hear you becoming desperate. The way your body responds to him unconsciously, little moans and mumbles breaking from your lips. Are you having a dirty dream? Are you thinking about him and the way he splits you open? You better be.

Baji bottoms out slowly, careful not to jostle you too much as his cock pushes into your soft pussy. It’s sucking him in like it always does, accommodating his size, responding to it.

“That’s my girl…” He mumbles under his breath, relishing in the feeling of you.

Baji starts slow, just fucking in and out of you with little upward thrusts. Sure, you’re asleep, but he wants to make you feel good, wants to make you cum while you dream and wake you up with an orgasm. Fuck, just the thought of it has him close.

So he keeps fucking you, slow and steady until your breathing picks up and you’re whining. It’s cute, the way you still give those pathetic high-pitched whimpers while you sleep. Mumbling and shifting like you’re trying to get a better angle. Don’t worry, he’ll do it for you, correcting his position until he’s pushing against the perfect spot inside of you.

It’s a pathetic amount of time when he feels you starting to flutter around him, cunt pulsing as you get closer and closer. You’re nearly awake now, starting to come to your mind as the coil in your stomach winds, as Baji pushes his cock in and out of you. And Baji’s doing everything he can not to crumble.

His hair is askew, sticking slightly to his forehead while his hands grip your hips. Baji can see the indents his fingers are leaving, guiding your hips gently to meet his as your pussy begins to convulse. And then you’re cumming, little choked up cry breaking from your lips as you wake up.

“Shhh, s’okay, doll.” He mutters, running a hand over your forehead.

You feel euphoric, so full of him as you wake up, leaning against his figure as you’re woken up by the rushing feeling of an orgasm.

“Feel good?” Baji whispers to you. You nod sleepily, panting while you ride out the last of it, hand gripping his wrist. “Mm, good.” He slows down to a snail like pace, just feeling you, lulling you back to sleep.

“Keep sleepin’, baby.” He places a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Keep dreamin’ for me ‘n you’re gonna make me cum.”

a/n: i’ve never written baji before so i was quite nervous to post this <3

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sofiafushiguro · 2 years

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cream on top

Does your fav love creampies? Back shots? or does he prefers to cum all over your face? Let's find out.

└➤ 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: gyro zepelli, kazutora hanemiya, reiner braunn, hanma shuji, kirishima eijiro x afab reader (separately)

└➤𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 0.7k

└➤⚠️𝖙𝖜: lots of cum, unprotected sex, breeding kink, creampie, squirting, oral sex (m), praising, degradation, dacryphilia, use of “mommy” and “good girl”, begging, spanking, All characters are 18+ here.

↳𝖆/𝖓: I like this multi-character format, what do you think

prompts - part 2

𝖌𝖞𝖗𝖔: He is loud and noisy while fucking you; that's why he adores back shots! He tends to get shy if you watch his face deformed on pleasure, but if he pushes your head on the mattress while his heavy balls hit your puffy clit, and his big cock reaches your spongy spot, he doesn't care anymore.

-`,✎ "With one big hand pressing your head and the other squeezing the fat of your hips, Gyro fucks you dumb over and over again. You lost count of how many times you've cummed, but because of the noises your boyfriend lets out, you can tell he's not over yet. He smacks your ass with suck passion that you know he's leaving a mark, and as soon as Gyro feels his high approaching, he pulls out and starts stroking his dick. "You look so pretty with my cum over you," he moans as the hot seed hits your ass, dripping to your thigs."

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𝖐𝖆𝖟𝖚𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖆: He likes intimacy. A lover of felling you close to him, while your walls clench around his hard cock, he chooses creampies over everything. It's just the feeling of stuffing you with his cum until your little pussy can't take no more, that Kazutora feels connected to you.

-`,✎ "His lips are attached to yours, swallowing your moans. He holds your wrists with one hand above your head while the other rubs your puffy clit until he feels how you become a puddle under him, squirting and making a mess on his dick. Kazutora looks down to where your bodies are connected, admiring with pleasure the white rings forming on the base of his cock. Not long after you reach your orgasm, you feel his semen painting your walls white while he groans from the heavenly sensation."

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𝖗𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖗: another man that loves cumming inside you. He has a breeding kink as big as his balls, so he always whispers to you how beautiful you look with his cum in your pretty pussy.

`,✎ "Your legs are wrapped around his torso, not letting him go. "You like that?" he asks pussy-drunk. "You want me to cum inside you?" His thrusts are sloppier and sloppier because Reiner feels so close to exploding in your pussy. "Want me to fuck a baby inside you? Wanna be a mommy and have your pussy full of me?" His words only make you reach your orgasm, and while he feels how warm and wet you feel, he knows he is cumming in no time. "Please! Cum inside me!" you beg him while you dig your nails on his back. Yours pleads to send him outer space, and you feel his cum deep inside you."

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𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖒𝖆: there is no better thing for him than watching tears rolling down your cheeks while you gag on his dick. Something in your doe, teary eyes looking at him while sucking him off, makes him feel nirvana.

`,✎ "His hands are tangled on your hair, pushing your head deeper on his cock until you gag and tap his thigh. "You said I could you, princess. Don't complain and be a good girl," Hanma groans as his balls touch your chin, and you are drooling all over the place. He is not a patient man, so he lifts his hips, and you have him fucking your face as if you were a prostitute. A heavy load of his cum runs down your throat, and you moan, swallowing every single drop."

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𝖐𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖒𝖆: just like Kazutora, he loves the intimacy of fucking you; the only different thing is that he is more of a visual enjoyer, that's why he would choose cumming over your tummy for the rest of his life. Nothing compares to the sight of your belly covered in white.

`,✎ "Big, callous hands are pressing your knees to your chest on a perfect matting press. You feel him deep inside you, and you're sure that he is rearranging yours inside with his cock. Eijiro is drunk from the feeling of your warm walls hugging and swallowing him completely, but before he could spill his seed inside you, he opens your legs and quickly pulls out; stroking his dick a few times and admiring with lust how hot you look with his cum all over your torso."

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sofiafushiguro · 2 years

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he doesn’t care - draken

└➤ 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: draken x chubby! afab reader

└➤𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 0.2k

└➤⚠️𝖙𝖜: oral sex (f) mirror sex, matting press, praising, mentions of spit and pussy slapps, manhandling. All characters are 18+ here.

↳𝖆/𝖓: This is self indulgent bc today I felt fat lol

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He doesn't care. He doesn't care because he is madly in love with you.

And his goal is to remind you every day of that. That Ken Ryuguji loves every single part of you and your body. He doesn't understand why you don't like your belly or your big thighs because, for him, it's just more skin he has to kiss and bite; because Draken loves leaving marks on your body every time he goes down on you.

He loves squeezing your tummy and digging his short nails into your skin as his tongue licks your clit and makes you cum like crazy in his mouth. Draken loves how your fat pussy looks with a mix of his spit and your juices all over, and he loves slapping it to mess with you.

But he hates when you cover your beautiful face with your hands because you're too ashamed, so he fucks you in front of a mirror to remind you how gorgeous you look naked and bouncing on his dick like a good girl. Draken has his hands on your waist, and he rests his chin on your shoulder while whispering in your ear: "See how that perfect pussy swallows my dick? Shit, you're perfect,"

And you start crying because it is embarrassing to look at yourself while being cock-drunk, so he manhandles you- because he doesn't care about how big you think you are, he is bigger, and folds you in a perfect matting press. Draken holds your thighs with one hand while the other hand circles your clit making you a babbling mess and fucking you stupid.

He fucks you. He fucks you so well until you stop complaining about your body because, in his eyes, you're perfect as you're.

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sofiafushiguro · 2 years

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all the good boys go to hell

Where your favorite good boys do the nastiest and dirtiest things while thinking about you <3

└➤ 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: armin arlet, takemichi hanagaki, hinata shoyo, bertolt hover, izuku midoriya, chifuyu matsuno x afab reader

└➤𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 0.5k

└➤⚠️𝖙𝖜: they are all pervs lol. tons of dirty thoughts, panty stealing, masturbation (m) non-con pictures. All characters are 18+ here.

↳𝖆/𝖓: I might do a part two so lmk who do you wanna see next!

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𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖎𝖓: He is addicted to the sound of your voice. I'm not lying when I say that Armin could nut to the sound of your voice, because he has done it! The late-night calls you two do are the perfect moment for him. Hearing you rambling about your days has his mind going dizzy, imagining how pretty you would look babbling, and talking nonsense when his cock hits that spongy spot inside you. The little "Yes," and "Hmm," he lets out from time to time are his moans because he sure is masturbating while you talk

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𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖍𝖎: Poor baby, he's too shy to ask you on a date. He is a pathetic loser while you're a superior human being to him, so he never makes the move. The only thing he has left is his imagination while he fucks himself with your used panties that he steals from time to time when you invite him to chill in your house. But he feels so bad afterward, so after covering them when his cum, he throws them into the washing machine to give them back to you.

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𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖆: You know that he loves to play volleyball with you and that as he has more experience, it's not his fault that he pushes you, and you fall on the court. What you don't know it's that pretty boy Shoyo makes you fall on the court so he can hear those cute "Ah!" falling from your lips as your ass hits the ground. And while you try to get up from the floor, he has a perfect view of your ass on display, just for him to touch himself later that night.

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𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖔𝖑𝖙: He is a gentleman, he truly is... Or at least, that's what he wants to believe. I mean, he always offers you to go upstairs first because that's what he's supposed to do, right? In reality, he just wants to see your ass.My tall boy is so discrete and measured with his moves that he will tell you that you have fluff on your pants, to make an excuse and touch you. He wishes to squeeze your thighs and ass so bad, that when he is minding his business late at night, he imagines you bouncing a top of him.

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𝖎𝖟𝖚𝖐𝖚: This boy must be the most perv boy on the list. He makes everyone think that he is this type of shy boy that doesn't know how to talk to a girl when in real life, his mind is thinking of lustful things he wants to do to you. So he tricks you into thinking that he's just a good friend, giving you hugs here and there, to feel how you press your tits on his chest. But he can't help it! It feels so good that he has spent a thousand nights fucking his cock thinking about shoving his face on your tits because he doesn't care about the size- Izuku loves them so much.

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𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖋𝖚𝖞𝖚: He likes pictures, he thinks that pictures help him keep beautiful memories. His favorite pictures are from you, of course. He has tons of pictures of you- sitting on the ground while talking with Baji and Kazutora, eating lollipops, you kissing him on the cheek... But the one he adores the most at the pictures of your pussy <3 Cautiously, Chifuyu lifts your skirt and takes several pictures that he uses later to jerk off. He always imagines his dick covered in your slit, and the lew noises your wet pussy makes while he fucks you merciless.

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sofiafushiguro · 2 years

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you can read part 1 here

Thinking about how mad Stepdad! Kakucho would be when you bring a boy home some your weekend off college. Your mother insisted you in bringing someone for the dinner since they don't know much about your college friends, but Stepdad! Kakucho's blood boils as soon as he sees you with him.

You introduce him as Manjiro Sano, a not-so-tall blond boy with a big smile that cannot keep his hands to himself. Always putting his arm on your waist to hug you sideways pulling you closer to him, and a hand placed on your knee under the dinner table when they are all chatting.

But you're used to it. Mikey is a little touchy, but you know he has no other intentions with you, he's just a good friend, and that's it. A shame that Stepdad! Kakucho cannot comprehend that.

And you notice it. You notice the way Stepdad! Kakucho looks at you angered, and the way his jaw clenches whenever Mikey speaks; not wanting to keep hearing Mikey's annoying voice, Stepdad! Kakucho excuses himself saying he's going for more sangria wine to the kitchen, and of course, you go with him, saying that he may need help.

Once you're alone in the kitchen, he wastes no time in bending you over the counter and lifting your night dress exposing your perfect ass and clothed pussy. Stepdad! Kakucho digs his nails into the flesh of your ass smiling when he sees you biting your fingers to suppress a moan. With his other hand, Stepdad! Kakucho pulls your hair to make your back arch and look at him. The scar on his face looks more intimidating now that he's not in a good mood. You look at him with puppy eyes, expecting him to give you some time to explain to him what's going on with Mikey, but he gives you no time and starts playing with your clit over your panties.

"I missed my pretty baby so much, and when I see her again, she comes home with a boy?" he says with a fake pout. 'I thought you we're daddy's good girl,"

"I am-' you say in a whisper so that your mother and Mikey wouldn't listen. Stepdad! Kakucho's fingers go inside your underwear to feel how wet you've become with a light touch of him, and he starts playing with your clit again.

"Then why you gotta let other guys touch you when you know I'm the only one who can do that?" he asks and starts kissing your neck. "You just need daddy, remember?"

Stepdad! Kakucho pulls harder your hair to have more space to kiss you, and when he feels you growing wetter and wetter, he stops, leaving you all worked up.

"Now, after that jerk leaves, you're going straight to bed, and you'll wait for me, got it?"

You do as he says. The dinner ends with no problems, and finally, Mikey goes home. You tell your parents you feel tired and that you need some sleep, or you could pass away right there, and run upstairs to your room to wait for Stepdad! Kakucho.

But the time passes, and you grow impatient and needier with each minute. You are sure that by now, your mom is peacefully sleeping, so you don't understand why Stepdad! Kakucho is not right there to fuck you senseless.

Stressed, you decide to take hands into the matter and get yourself on all four on your bed, burying your face into the pillows and guiding your hand to your aching pussy. You know it's not as good as Stepdad! Kakucho's touch, but it has to do since you cannot wait any longer.

And maybe you are so concentrated on relieving the sensation down there that you don't notice when Stepdad! Kakucho enters your room and sees you in perfect display for him. He takes off his pajama pants and strokes his dick a few times before aligning it with your entrance. You wake up from the trance when you feel his dick head stretching you out, and you bite your pillow to avoid moaning.

"God, baby, I miss you so much," Stepdad! Kakucho groans as he starts thrusting in and out of you. "Best pussy I've ever had,"

And you wanna moan, and tell him that you also missed being so full of his cock, but you know you can't, and the thrill of that excites you more. Stepdad! Kakucho leans over you and starts whispering the nastiest and lew things ever. He reminds you that he's the only one that can make you feel this way and that you need no stupid boys in your life; he tells you that you're such a good girl for doing as daddy says and that your prize is being bred.

You feel the thick ropes of his cum mixing with your own, and dripping into your sheets, and oh, God! You did miss Stepdad! Kakucho. "Now, next time you wanna bring a boy home, think twice. Got it, princess?"

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