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[ymirsbabe]

Smoking with Connie | NSFW

Summary:

Things get a little spicy when smoking with Connie

There were tears in your eyes while you folded over nearly coughing out a lung. Your head felt fuzzy and the back of your throat burned like never before, you could’ve sworn you were dying but your little fit was interrupted by a loud laughter.

“What happened pretty girl? I thought you could hang with the best of them?” Connie managed to say in between fits of laughing, wiping away a fake tear from the corner of his eye.

If looks could kill, Connie would be dead by the way you were glaring at him. He quickly grabbed the joint from your hand and pulled you onto his lap making you straddle him.

“Okay baby, now listen first you take a deep inhale and hold it in your chest for a bit before you slowly let it go. Watch me.” You couldn’t help but do as he said, you watched him intently. Watching as he brought his long slender fingers to his lips and closed his eyes as his chest rose slowly. He looked blissful, beautiful. His eyes opened revealing his red hazy eyes staring back at you. He gave you a small smile while gesturing you to come closer, as you did he grabbed your chin and slowly blew the smoke in your face.

He handed you back the joint for you to attempt again, and as you brought the joint back to your lips you began to mimic Connie’s previous actions. You threw your hand back and let the smoke escape from your lips before looking back down at Connie flashing him a proud smile.

“That’s my girl!” He cheered squeezing your thighs with his hand. You weren’t sure if it was the high or not but the subtle contact was enough to make you squirm slightly on his lap and giggle.

“You know… you look beautiful like this. Just sitting on top of me looking all sweet” His hands started to run up and down your thighs before he dug his nails into them for a moment, and you couldn’t hold back the soft moan that escaped from your lips. “Mmm.. you like that baby? Take another hit and I can make you feel even better princess.” So you did, you took a long drag of the joint and laughed while exhaling the smoke.

Connie grabbed the joint from your hand and put it in the ashtray on the nightstand by the bed. You gave him a small pout trying to grab the joint back before he took both your wrists and pinned them to each of your sides. He gave you a reassuring smile before letting go of one to push your hair back behind your shoulder.

Shockwaves shot through your body when Connie placed his lips on your neck, you couldn’t help but close your eyes and enjoy the pleasure he was giving you. He began sucking on the soft flesh licking over the newly forming bruises to soothe the pain. Another moan came out from you when he began to squeeze your boobs, he slowly slid the straps of your tank top to the side and pulled the band of your bra so it would snap on your skin. You shrieked at the sudden stinging, opening your eyes to see Connie’s mischievous grin. You rolled your eyes and started to rise from his lap to which he promptly pulled you down hard onto his lap.

“Where do you think you’re going huh?” he chuckled in your ear while moving your hips against his, you could feel his bulge growing bigger and bigger from underneath you and it felt so good. You threw your arms around his neck and pulled him into an eager kiss, you never felt so good. His lips were a bit sticky from the weed but soon he was licking the bottom of your lip just begging for entry. You parted your lip slightly so that his tongue could explore, your tongues fought for dominance until eventually he succeeded.

You gripped onto his shirt as he moved his right hand to wrap around your throat, applying the perfect amount of pressure against your airway. The moan you gave must have been what drove him over the edge because next thing you know he is flipping you over onto the bed and ripping his shirt off. Your eyes traveled down his exposed torso, admiring every dip and curve of his toned physique. He began pulling at your tank top, completely sliding it off your body. He softly kissed your chest while his left hand slid behind you quickly unhooking your bra in one swift move. Your eyes stared at him in shock at what he just managed and he just gave you a low chuckle before throwing the bra across the room.

He went back to peppering your chest with kisses while he gently pinched your right nipple earning a back arching groan from you. His tongue lightly brushed over the sensitive area of your exposed bud as he gently nipped and twirled it. He pressed his lips against your nipple and slowly moved them down your chest and even lower to the hem of the sweatpants you were wearing.

He pulled down your shorts in one swift movement and began making a line of kisses down your stomach as you watched in awe. When he got closer to your navel, he couldn't help but see you from below. Your eyes barely opened, and your bottom lip stuck between your teeth, everything was perfect at the moment. As he kissed you through your underwear, the temptation to tease you was almost too much for him. Although he desperately wanted to hear you beg for him to pleasure you the way he knew only he could, the sight of you alone tormented him.

The friction he created as he licked your clit through your underwear was almost perfect- if only there wasn't a layer of fabric between you. He must have read your thoughts because as he was caressing your thighs, he used his teeth to move your underwear to one side, revealing all of the right places that he wanted access to. Without wasting any more time, he dragged his tongue from your entrance up to your overly sensitive clit, eliciting a loud moan from you. You couldn’t help but try to squeeze your thighs together as you were getting close. “C-con… ffffuck- connie im g-going to…”

Before you could even finish your sentence he was forcing your legs to open wide for him and quickening his pace. Your body shook violently and your eyes squeezed shut as you cursed out quietly and showered him with praise as you reached your climax. Your eyes fluttered open as you felt Connie crawling up your body, slowly leaving soft kisses on different parts of your body. He finally reached your lips, kissing them softly before brushing his tongue on your bottom lip. Giving him access you opened your lips apart, and you began to taste yourself lingering on his tongue. You moaned into the kiss as your hand began to roam his body until you finally began to palm his erection through his pants earning a low groan from the boy.

You began to pull at the hem of his pants giving him pleading eyes to take them off. He pushed himself off you and pulled down his pants and underwear in one motion, he kicked the pants to the side and gave you a quick smile while twirling his finger in the air motioning for you to get on your hands and knees. As you did so, he rubbed your ass while kissing your back.

“Are you ready baby?” He cooed behind you while grinding himself gently against your ass and squeezing his hands into your hips. All you could do was nod in anticipation.

He slowly slid himself into you while kissing your back, letting you adjust to his size. You whined out a moan and arched your back more to give him the best possible angle. He rubbed lazy circles on your ass with his hand before fully pulling himself out of you and immediately pounding himself back in, earning an audible gasp from you. You could faintly hear a chuckle coming from Connie before he rammed into you again.

As he quickened his pace, he grabbed a fistful of your hair and yanked it back so you would face him. He just loved looking at your pleasure-filled face while he pounded into you. He brought his right hand down between your legs and began to rub your swollen clit, watching as the overstimulation begin to show on your face.

“Mmm fuck… i’m going to cum”

“Mhm I know baby, cum for me, you know you can do it for me” And with that he completely lost control, slamming into your faster and harder. Your hand replaced his on your clit while he grabbed both sides of your hips to help him reach deeper inside of you.

Everything fell silent as you orgasmed for the second time of the night, your knees slightly giving out from the overwhelming sensation. He groaned at the sensation of your cunt throbbing around his length, giving you a few more pumps to help ride out your orgasm. You could feel him pull his dick out of you, and he began stroking it vigorously as loud drawn-out moans escaped from his mouth and hot liquid fell onto your lower back.

“Fuck…uh wait right there for me baby”

You stayed there completely out of breath and confused when you heard Connie shuffling about his room, leave, and then come back. You felt the soft kiss on your shoulder before you felt the warmth of a wet towel run across your back cleaning up any evidence left behind.

Connie flopped onto the bed to the side of you and tapped his chest gesturing you to rest your head on it while he held you in his arms.

[lostintrost]

It’s Been A Long Time Coming

- Kinktober Day 1 : Virginity Loss

pairing : jean kirstein x female!reader

summary : days before the raid on Liberio, your boyfriend Jean plans a date night with you. when the night is ending with him doing paperwork, you decide to take matters into your own hands.

cw : fingering, virginity loss, angst, porn with emotions, semi-public sex, chair sex, lil bit of breeding if you look closely, did i mention angst?

wc : 2.2k

tags : @satorussunset @insomniacscripts

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“Are you going to pay attention to me at all tonight, or do I just need to leave?”

His eyes go wide at your question. Of all the things he had expected you to say, that was not one of them.

Tonight was planned to be a small date night, just something for the two of you before the raid on Liberio in the next couple of days. Somehow, the night led into the two of you back at headquarters with Jean filling out paperwork.

“I - what?” he asks, his hands letting go of the pencil he was using.

“You heard me,” you say. “I have barely seen you in weeks. I know the raid is happening soon, but we haven’t had any time together in awhile - and the one night we do we end it doing paperwork?”

You stand up from your chair, walking around his desk as his eyes watch your figure the entire way.

“Do you truly think I wore the tiniest dress in all of Paradis for just a regular date night?” you tease, your hands putting all of his paperwork neatly to the side of his desk.

“I did n-notice it was pretty small,” he stammers, watching as you push his chair out of the way so you can climb onto his desk.

“If you would’ve been paying attention to your girlfriend, Commanding Officer Kirstein, you would’ve noticed the lack of underwear as well.”

You spread your legs wide as his eyes trail down, seeing your pussy on display in front of him.

“Oh fuck, baby,” he mutters as his hands grip the arms of his chair tightly.

“C’mon, handsome,” you say, reaching one of your hands down to touch yourself. “Take a break and have some fun with me.”

A quiet “yes ma’am,” falls from his mouth as he pushes himself onto his knees in front of you. His arms wrap around your thighs, keeping them apart as his tongue starts licking your clit. Your head falls back as a loud moan escapes your throat, causing his arms to hold you tighter at the sound.

The two of you would never do something like this in his office for fear that another ranking officer could hear or walk in at any moment, but you had been too needy to care right now.

“I missed you,” you whimper, feeling one of his arms release your leg.

“Oh, baby,” he groans as his hand starts to rub your clit. “I’ve missed you and this pussy so fucking much.”

Your upper body lies down as his tongue works itself through your folds, collecting your juices on it while your back arches at the feeling. It’s only seconds before you feel that knot in your stomach threatening to burst.

“Jean, I’m gonna -“

“Fuck, YN,” he moans as his tongue and fingers switch places.

His fingers fill you instantly. Your hips buck to meet his pace, only causing curse words to leave his mouth at the sight. Your cunt tightens around them as you feel yourself reaching your peak.

“You gonna cum, princess?”

Your head nods furiously as your orgasm hits you. You normally would’ve waited for him to tell you to let go, but it has been too long and you couldn’t hold it back.

His fingers continue to pump into you through your orgasm as his tongue begins to lick around them, not missing a single drop of it. A mixture of moans and panting fills the room at the sensation his tongue causes.

“Taste so fucking good,” he breathes, his cock straining underneath his pants uncomfortably.

“Jean,” you moan at the overstimulation as his fingers slowly pump into you after your orgasm. “Need more. Please.”

“Use your words, love,” he says, his mouth leaving your cunt as he raises his head to look at you.

“N-Need your cock,” you stutter. “W-wanna cum on your cock.”

His movements stop at your words. The two of you had agreed long ago to not cross that line, worried that if you did then something bad would happen immediately after. After the first taste of you, Jean knew he was ready to take things further, but you were the hesitant one.

He was completely understanding of your feelings. Hell, you could have told him to leave you alone and he would have. He had been in love with you for far too long to ever disagree with anything you told him to do.

“Baby,” he says softly, taking his fingers out of you.

He stands up quickly, his hands helping you sit up on his desk so that you’re face to face with him. Your eyes meet his, and you can’t help but smile as you see the sparkle in them.

“Are you sure?” he asks, moving the baby hairs from your face. “I’m okay with waiting until everything is over. I told you I would do anything for you -“

“Then fuck me, Jean,” you cut him off.

“I just, I just want to make sure you’re completely sure about this.”

“I’m tired of waiting for all of this to be over,” you whisper. “We don’t have any clue when it’s going to be over, and I’m tired of putting this off. I love you and you love me, and that’s all that matters.”

Your hands work at the buttons of your dress as you talk, Jean’s eyes following as each button is released. He swallows a lump in his throat as you undo the last button, your dress opening completely to reveal your naked body. His hands carefully pull your straps off of your shoulders, making the dress completely fall away from your body.

“Please, Jean,” you whisper, your hands undoing his belt slowly. “We need this. Please.”

You were right, you both needed this more than anything right now. Tensions had been too high the last few weeks, and you both felt each other slipping through the cracks the longer it dragged on.

“I’ve waited so long for this,” he breathes out, his hands softly caressing your sides as you slowly pull his pants off of his waist.

“I know you have,” you say quietly, feeling tears threaten to fall from your eyes. “I’m sorry it took me so long to be ready for you.”

His pants hit the floor with a quiet thud. He works his feet out of them and takes a step back. Your eyes follow his movements as his hands reach down to the waistband of his briefs, pulling them down until they sit on the floor in the pile with his pants.

“C’mere, baby,” he says softly, his hand reaching out for yours as he sits back in his chair.

Your soft hands interlace with his rough ones as he slowly pulls you closer to him, placing you in between his legs. Jean watches as you lean over him to slowly unbutton his shirt, your chest rising and falling with every deep breath as you work through them.

You were a nervous mess. He could sense it.

“Breathe, love,” he murmurs as you pull his shirt off of his shoulders.

The two of you take a moment to stare at each other’s naked bodies. You take in the sight of his muscular chest, his body peppered with tiny scars from years of training and fighting.

He watches as you take in the sight of his cock, sitting up against his stomach as a drop of pre-cum drips from the tip. Your tongue darts out to lick your bottom lip and Jean has to fight back a moan at the action.

You take a deep breath as you step closer to him, lifting your legs one at a time until you’re straddling his lap. His cock rests against your clit, causing you to hiss quietly at the friction.

“Babygirl,” he struggles to say, his hand softly lifting your chin. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Jean,” you whisper, bringing your lips to his.

His plump lips move softly against yours. Your heart raced beneath your chest at the feeling, something you felt every single time Jean kissed you. He always gave the type of kisses that made the world around you disappear, making you completely forget about the danger you both were in daily.

A gasp leaves your mouth as you feel his hands grasp your ass, pushing your cunt along the length of his cock. His tongue takes the opportunity and works its way inside your mouth, his mouth swallowing your quiet moans as your hands work themselves into his hair.

Loud grunts escape his throat as you pull lightly on his hair, only making his hands grab your ass harder. Your hips begin to move on their own as you feel that knot reappearing in the pit of your stomach.

“Jean, I -“

“You ready, baby?” he grunts, placing his forehead on yours.

You nod softly as you lift yourself up. A moan escapes him as your soft hand wraps around his cock, lining it up with your entrance.

“Easy, love,” he croaks as you slowly sink onto him, your eyes filling with tears at the sudden fullness. “Breathe, beautiful. Just breathe.”

You feel the tears running down your cheeks, but your mind only focuses on Jean’s thick cock filling you to the hilt. Your hips try to move but his hands stop them.

“Relax, YN. Take it slow, baby.”

His eyes find yours, reaching one of his hands up to wipe the tears from your cheeks.

“Talk to me, love. What’s going through that beautiful mind?”

“I’m scared,” you whisper with a shaky voice.

“Scared of what,” he asks, noticing you lifting your hips up slowly and pausing just before the tip is out of you.

“Losing you.”

Your head falls onto his shoulder as he thrusts back into you quickly, causing a loud moan to leave you. Both of his hands grab your hips roughly, working you along his length as he roughly breathes into your ear.

“You’re not losing me,” he groans in between thrusts, your cunt tightening around him. “You’ll never lose me.”

You try to think of a response, but your brain can’t compute words as you feel your orgasm approaching. Your walls flutter around his cock as the sensation rocks over you. A chorus of curses and moans falls from your lips as your legs shake on top of him, only making it harder for him to maintain his composure.

“That’s it, princess,” he moans in your ear. “Cum all over my cock. Such a fucking good girl.”

Your cunt tightens at the praise from him, only causing his head to fall back at the feeling.

“Fuck, you like that? Me calling you my good girl?”

“Yes,” you whimper, your cunt suddenly feeling over sensitive as he continues to fuck you.

One of his arms wraps around your hips, holding you steady as he quickens his thrusts into you. He hisses as your teeth bite into his shoulder when his other hands fingers start playing with your clit, working you quickly into another orgasm.

“Too much,” you whine at the overstimulation.

“You can take it, baby,” he grunts, his thrusts falling out of rhythm as he feels you tighten around him. “Fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight.”

“Fuck, Jean,” you moan breathlessly. “Wanna feel you cum.”

“Shit,” he hisses, feeling your walls clamp down on him. “Your pussy gonna milk my cock? Fuck, baby.”

Your third orgasm washes over you like a tidal wave as his cock pulses inside of you. A slight taste of iron tinged your tongue as you bite harder into his shoulder, your teeth puncturing his skin. The mixture of the pain from his shoulder and your pussy gripping onto him sends him over the edge, spilling himself inside of you.

He fucks you through both of your orgasms, your fingers clawing at his arms because of the overstimulation. Your legs give out completely as he fills you up, your name leaving his mouth like a chant the whole time.

His arms wrap around your back as your body slacks against him.

“You did so good, baby girl,” he whispers into your ear, his fingers lightly tracing shapes along your lower back with his cock nestled inside of you.

His eyes shoot open, taking in the scenery around him. The sun beats down on the grass he’s laying on, beautiful tiny blue flowers scattered around him. He sits back up, shaking his head in disbelief that he actually fell asleep.

He stands up quickly, his hands making quick work of discarding the tiny blades of grass from his uniform. Tears threaten to fall from his eyes at the memory in his dreams, but he fights them back. He refuses to let anyone back at headquarters see him like this.

His eyes fall to the stone in front of him, the only damned thing he has left of you besides a ring you gave him almost four months ago. He kneels down in front of it, placing his hand on top.

“I may have lost you,” he says softly, fighting back emotions that he had been holding in since they left Liberio. “But you still haven’t lost me, baby. You never will, I promise.”

He wipes the few tears from his eyes as he stands back up, turning his back on your grave stone as he makes his way back to headquarters.

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[marleysfinest]

promises, promises

why had he agreed to this? what on earth had possessed him to volunteer to make Gabi's birthday cake?

Reiner stood with his hands on his hips, observing the fine mess he'd made across the kitchen. the sink was practically overflowing with dishes, whisks and spatulas dripping with cake batter alongside mixing bowls discarded in frustration. this was his third attempt at this damned cake; the first had barely risen, and he'd forgotten to put the eggs into the second. this third attempt had been a painstaking process, as he made sure to use all of his ingredients correctly, measured out with obsessive accuracy and even using a meat thermometer to double-check the temperature of the oven. this attempt had to be the one that would work.

he was a sight to behold; a 6'2" muscled specimen of a man, wearing flour-drenched sweats and a t-shirt, beneath your bright red apron which, apparently, wasn't doing its job. it was unbelievable that he was once a soldier. a warrior on the battlefield capable of killing so many at once. but, that was then, and he had turned his attention to more creative, harmless pursuits.

of course, baking the damned thing was just half the battle, most probably the easier half. after tasting his inaugural baking attempt, Gabi had begged and pleaded for him to make her birthday cake, tugging on his heart strings by saying it would be the most special cake she ever had. who was he kidding thinking he could deny her?

as he took the cake's layers out of the oven with the utmost care, he was pleased to see that they'd not only risen, but retained their colour. he had used double the recommended amount of food colouring in each layer, keen to make sure that it was the loudest, most bombastic birthday cake Gabi had ever had. soon, the colourful five layers sat cooling on the rack, and reiner wished he could just stop there. it was getting late, and he wanted nothing more than to shrug off the washing up until the morning and collapse into bed, but he still had to decorate the damned thing. Gabi's birthday was tomorrow; there was no time for procrastination. he used the cooling time to restore some order to the kitchen, namely washing as many dishes as he humanly could, before laying out his ingredients for decoration as a mechanic would lay out their tools. thankfully, he'd made the buttercream icing to sandwich the layers together first (it was the simplest thing to begin with), and so with a sigh and slurp of coffee to stay awake, he dove into the decoration.

a unicorn. a unicorn. Gabi had been adamant that it was this mythical creature that she wanted her cake to mimic, obsessed with each and every variation she had seen elsewhere. the almost offensively cute creations had dominated children's parties of late, and not even the usually headstrong and independent Gabi was immune to their charm. on the surface, their design was simple. not much different than the sponge cake he'd made, but it wasn't until he researched it further, uncovering the fact that there were five layers, all different colours, coupled with the need for piping for decoration, he started to regret agreeing to it. nevertheless, it was too late to turn back now.

he perched on a stool at the breakfast counter with the sponge layers stacked safely on top of one another, staring at the blank canvas in front of him. with a deep sigh, he scooped a decent amount of baby pink frosting onto the cake and, using the paddle he'd bought especially for this cake, began to coat the sponge bit by bit, until the sugary, creamy frosting had hidden the rainbow layers. feeling pleased with his work, and smug that he had managed to work without disturbing the cake's structure, reiner limbered up to tackle piping the unicorn's wide, cartoonish eyes, and bring the cake to life. he looked at the store-bought icing in its packets, to the flaccid piping bags next to them, and he felt his stomach drop. how was he supposed to fill that bag on his own? his eyes darted between the two for several minutes as he hoped that, miraculously, the icing would find its own way into the piping bag to spare him the headache. instead of even attempting to do it himself first, he turns to DIY videos and watches no fewer than six to make sure he gets the technique just right. once satisfied that he can at least try to recreate what he's just seen, another deep breath sees him dive in.

of course, it didn't pass without incident. the kitchen was flooded with his huffing and profanities before long, as he wrestled with the unruly piping bag and even more untameable icing. the black mixture spilled out onto the counter and floor, and soon coated his fingers in a sticky mess. he didn't bother trying to get the whole lot in - frankly, he wasn't sure that he had the patience for it - and so, with half a bag full, he attempted to steady himself and recall how this unicorn's eyes were supposed to look. wide-eyed, filled with wonder, lustrous lashes. with a slightly trembling hand through concentration, he delicately squeezed the bag and piped two large, black spots next to each other. with bated breath he waited, keen to be sure that the cake had cooled enough not to melt the icing straight away, and let a smile unfurl as the beady eyes remained in place. had it not been for the late hour, he might even have let out a cheer of triumph. with renewed encouragement, he slowly piped the elaborate eyelashes and sickly-sweet smile. he retrieved the store-bought "horn" - which was really just a waffle ice cream cone covered in edible glitter - and fondant flowers and delicately placed it all atop the cake with the utmost delicacy and as much artistic flair as he could muster, until he was left with a more than passable unicorn, if he did say so himself. he glanced at the clock to see it had just passed 2am, and so after placing the cake in the refrigerator, he retired to bed covered in flour, sugar, and icing, already excited to see the look on Gabi's face in the morning.

[unholydungeonoffilth]

Fantasies-1 (L&E)

He's come for a buisness meeting with me. I'm always indifferent to him, could care less type of attitude. He always has a playful tone and a cocky grin on his dumbass face. I'd be lying if I said I act the way I feel towards him.

I've seen him after mission's, in the showers more specifically. Our height difference is enough outside of the showers to peak my interest but that man seems to grow both vertically and horizontally.

He enters my office, less smug than usual, he almost seems serious.

"We need to discuss what happened on the mission today" He says dryly

"What about it?" I reply with an attitude.

"You are our captain, you cannot put yourself in deaths way every chance you get" He meets my eyes and I see a mix of anger and hurt even though his face doesn't show it.

"I'm still here aren't I? Do you doubt my abilities?" I lean forward in my chair meeting his eyes.

"You set the example-" His fist hits the desk, causing me to flinch "You are. showing these recruits its okay to just rush in and hope for the best"

I stand in defense "I do it because no one else can commander, or do you forget that" I look him up and down. I know it's a low blow to swipe at his short fallings but I'll be damned if he says i'm not capable.

With that were both stood, leaning over the desk from either side not breaking eye contact, we both look pissed, he looks like he might be debating actually starting a physical fight he must know I could definitely-

He's going to cry.

I notice his eyes have started to water. He reads that I see it and turns away walking back towards the door of my office before stopping and holding his head in one of his hands.

"what the fuck is this?" I ask him, very lost

"You cannot act out like that anymore. End of discussion" He reaches for the door

"Or what?" I ask walking to the front side of my desk, leaning against it crossing my arms. my words freeze him in place and he turns slow and calculated.

He assesses my stance and strides toward me, he slams a hand down on the desk next to me, he towers over me about a foot and a half, maybe two.

"Say that again" He spits through gritted teeth.

"...Or...What" I give him a shit eating grin like he does me.

Before I can react, he picks me up spins me around and slams me face down over the desk, I feel his large body press up against the back of me.

"You wanna be a fucking brat huh?" I couldn't escape if I wanted to. He's much stronger than me

"Why do you act out so much?" He leans over me and is now whispering in my ear "Why can't you be a good boy?" Those words send electricity through me. My cock twitching in my tight pants and harness. Then I feel it.

I can feel him growing against my ass, and I move to try to make room for my growing problem and he lets out a low growl/groan right in my ear. Thanks asshole, now my problems worse.

"I-" he starts to speak but stops and takes a deep breath, breathing hot promises of a good time if I let him win right into my ear.

"Can you get off me you overgrown horse? You're crushing me." I'm testing his bounds.

"I think you like it," he brings his right hand to grander my chin, the rest of his fingers wrap around my upper neck, stealing any smart ass remarks I had to say straight from my throat. "Don't you?"

Fuck. He's actually getting in my head, or more getting in my other head. Im actually debating going through with this.

"Maybe." I reply bluntly, he rewards me with a squeeze of the neck and a hip roll against my ass.

The two sensations clashing on my nervous system makes me gasp.

"That's right, you act all tough but you just need to be broken by the right one. I'm sure you love to be a good boy, you just need to let those walls fall down." His left hand grabs my waist, god his hand covers almost half my torso. Sometimes I forget how huge he is compared to me just looking at him. But right here, right now. It's truly daunting on me how colossal our difference is.

He presses me down into the desk with his chest, successfully pinning me and stars undoing my pants. I don't protest because I do want this but i'm too prideful to admit it.

"Let's get started hm puppy?" With that he's pulling out my cock, he wraps his hand around and goes nice and slow rubbing me off.

I groan out, I haven't had this type of 'help' in a while and I don't pleasure myself often enough. So this? This is heavenly.

"That's right pup, relax and just let me take care of you for tonight" He gives me cock a squeeze and continues moving. I can feel him against my ass, hard as a rock. His dick is huge, I can feel it resting between my ass cheeks and I swear it could touch my spine.

He starts to speed up, his right hand now entirely coving my throat slightly pulling back towards him to arch my back and cut off some airflow, making me feel light headed with pleasure and air deprivation.

"Fuck" I moan out, bucking my hips into his hand.

"Ah-ah," he slows down again "remember who's in control pup" He growls in my ear. "tell me who's in control." I can hear the grin in this phrase.

"Y-you" He rewards that answer with faster strokes, conditioning me slowly into eating out of the palm of his hand. I know this, i'm just too far gone into my headspace to care.

"And who am I?" He growls again, speeding up to pull the answer from my lips

"Alpha." I moan out

"Good boy" With that he stops completely, making me whine but before I can voice my complaints further, he's pulled my pants all the way down, leaving me exposed.

"You listen to me, you understand? Whatever I order you to do, you follow... like a good boy. Understand?" I can feel he's planning something but I don't know what, I want this to bad for it stop here.

"Yes sir" I let myself go, tell myself to enjoy the time with him and we can return to normal tomorrow.

Little did I know how wrong I was.

He slicks up his hand with baby oil from one of the cabinets behind us. He plunges two fingers into my ass with his right hand, leaving me to grip the desk helplessly. I moan out loudly and he takes this as a good sign to speed up. Left hand on my cock and the right pumping in and out of my ass. Once he believes I'm ready, I hear some shuffling and his tie is around my eyes now. I go to protest but I feel his cock at my entrance.

He genuinely is big, his head is larger than my entrance and he hasn't even started to press in yet.

"You said you'd be my good boy right?" He sounds uneasy

"Mm-hmm" I say still lost in the heat of the moment.

"Good, because I have some friends i'd like you to meet"

I then hear the door to my office clink open, footsteps, then I head the lock click. Before I know it he's pushing me up against the desk, my cock is angled down and my head is just reaching the other end of the desk.

"These boys need some help getting some stress out, and as your alpha I order you to help these gentlemen" I can hear snickering.

The worst park about this isn't the whole ganging aspect, it's the fact that these 'Gentlemen' are my cadets. Men I need to respect me. But fuck it.

"Yes, Sir" I choke out past my pride. I do know this helps elevate him as he's above me, so if they respect him and know I 'belong' to him maybe they won't fuck with me outside of this situation.

I hear some shuffling, if I had to guess there's about four of them maybe five. I don't think any of them could trump His size.

Suddenly He's pushing into me, causing me to moan out, as soon as my mouth opens a cock is pushed into it and someone grabs my hair, starting to face fuck me. My body feels like it's on fire, the need to be used like this, to not worry about controlling anything is something i've longed for and never asked for.

He starts to thrust in and out of my ass faster and the man face fucking me is already groaning like he's not going to last. Then I feel a mouth, soft and hot wrap around my cock and I almost lose it. This is something i've never had done to me. I've had sex plenty of times but never in my life have I gotten a blowjob.

So I have one fucking my face, one sucking my cock, and Him pounding into me. Bliss is the wrong word to describe what i'm feeling. It all feels like too much and somehow not enough. The groans and horn compliments feel the room.

"Fuck he can't take me so good in his mouth, he's barely gagging"

"Look at his ass, it's gorgeous"

"He's so tiny, I want to ruin him" This one comes from across the room, someone not actively servicing me and I feel the heat of everyones eyes on me, its making my skin burn.

I hear a "fuck" groaned right above me before the man fucking my mouth pulls me all the way to his hilt and he comes down my throat hard, I almost choke on his load. Hot thick and a lot of it but I push through and swallow. He pulls out and I gasp, I get about two breathes in before He flips me over on my back, ripping my cock out of the man under the desks mouth causing me to whine. I hear the weed real and suddenly there's someone on top of me. His cock is near my mouth and I feel him wrap his hands around the outside of my thighs, pulling them apart to watch Him fuck my ass. "Jesus he takes your huge cock so well"

"I know" I hear that grin again.

Suddenly, them man on top of me shoves his cock into my mouth and at the same time takes mine in his mouth.

Sixty-nine and getting fucked in the ass, bold move from this guy, I'd like to know who he is so I can find out if he can be this bold as a cadet.

He doesn't let me move on his cock, he's thrusting his hips into my mouth so I open my mouth, relax my throat best I can so he can literally fuck my face.

"You want to come good boy?" I suddenly hear in my ear, then I feel kisses on my neck, my shirt being ripped off, buttons flying and feel at least two sets of hands all over my body.

This does it in for me, I come hard into the mans mouth as the other two abuse my neck and nipples. The man on top of me thrusts hard and fast into my mouth before summing down my throat.

The attack on my neck and chest doesn't stop as the man removes himself from on top of me.

"Leave him to me boys" I hear from the corner of the room. Who the fuck is this guy? Because it's not the guy who's in my ass. Not my alpha and i'm surprised my alpha is letting him get away with this.

"What did you have in mind?" I hear my alpha ask the man. Are you kidding? He wouldn't leave me with someone random.

I hear footsteps move to my alpha and some slight whispering.

"I like that idea. Let's try it" My alpha responds.

For the first time tonight I think I might be...scared? and somehow horny at the same time.

I feel my alpha slow his thrusts and pull almost all the way out, before I can question what's going on I feel...another cock?! No fucking way

"Hey! I can barely take him what the Fuck do you think your doing?!" I struggle to move from under my alpha his hands holding my hips in place.

"Go ahead boys" My alpha says

The other men come to the desk and grab my arms holding me down. Oh fuck no, i'm not trying to get split in half.

"I swear to god I'll figure out who all of you are and have you fucking killed." No one budges.

I feel both heads at my entrance and they both start to push into me "F-F-Fuck! It Hurts!"

"Shhh puppy let us use you like the good slut you are" Alpha says

"Help him boys" The other man pushing into me says.

Then its back, someones cock is in my mouth again fucking my face rough, someones leaning over me and sucking my cock like their life depends on it and the others are holding me down with one their arms and using their others to pinch, twist and pull my nipples.

"mhm!" Is all I can muffle out through the cock in my mouth, the two cocks in my ass push further now that i'm completely helpless at stopping them, they both fight for room in my ass, one after the other going deeper. The pain and pleasure pierce my nervous system. I feel like i'm being impaled through the backside and floating in the clouds at the same time. The mix of pain and pleasure is too much, to unreal.

Suddenly the two in my ass are all the way in, I hear a mutter of something and they both pull out and slam into me. I scream out around the cock in my mouth and he takes that chance to shove it as far down my throat as he can to drown out my cries of pain and pleasure. The heat in my body is intense, I feel like i'm on fire with pain and embarrassment. It's all too much for me to take, the brutal slamming in my ass, the rough fucking in my mouth, the hands all over my body, abusing my nipples. I can't take it-

I wake up later, laying against my Alpha in a hot bath, full of bubbles and smells of lavender fill the room.

"Are you alright pup?" He asks sensing I'm awake.

"Yes" I say as I attempt to sit up

"No don't do that-" He grabs me around the waist and pulls me back, "don't worry, you have the next week off and trust me you'll need it" He chuckles deeply. He turns me around in his lap.

I look him in the eyes and only seen adoration.

"Thank you" I wrap my arms over his shoulders and lean my head on his chest "That was amazing"

"of course pup" He kisses my forehead, I look up at him and kiss him deep closing my eyes and drowning in him. He wraps his arms around my torso, pulling me closer.

Maybe this can be the start of something. We will see.

[cas-torren]

I am writing an ErenXOC with my partner while i'm high as fucking hell, ahhashdghgashgdjhagsjhdga

[erenscowgirll]

Read my fanfic!

[wicked-melodia-au]

About Wicked Melodia.

Basically Attack On Titan characters + Ocs are in a (kind of) dystopian world where the most powerful, famous and wealthy people are the one’s who exceed at singing. Many children are trained since their young years to sing supplying them with Phish Jelly, wich is a kind of slime that’s made of Morphish, a Slime fish that leaves in every sea. And, when made into slime they help your voice chords grow netter and healthier.

Your voice and music can create magic and thus you can attack and protect yourself and also make extremely cool performances.

Normally there are different ranks of people in the Wicked Melodia AU.

The prodigies: wich are the people on the top of the leader board of singers and songstars

The masters: they are great at singing but not top of their media

The novices: the newbies, just not enough to bee extremely good but good enough to be on the leaderboard

Normies: people who dont sing or dont have any talent for music at all, they normally work in normal, minimum wage jobs.

Government: they rule the world and they are the ones who take vare of the leader board and its singers.

Street Artists/Clubbers: they sing good but not professionaly.

Hunters: a part of the government that finds and kills dangerous musical threats for humanity.

Bounty Hunters: they take care of the lesser criminals for a bit of money.

Wanted: basically the criminalls

And the rebels: they are a group of people liderated by an unknown human nicknamed “ Crimson Wall “

So uh, yeah? Kinda cool right? I have to think more of it but if enough people like it i might write a fanfic with drawings and all.

OH BTW EREN IS NOT THE PROTAGONIST. ITS AN OC NAMED LYRA

[lostintrost]

little sneak peak of somethin’ i’m putting up tonight 😇

[szabokazuka]

Undercover Love

Tränen, Ärger, Mitleit, Grausamkeit, Frieden, Chaos, Glaube, Verrat.

Chapter 1

Word count: 2100

Teaser:

Karina is a Marley spy, who spent years undercover on Paradise Island to keep an eye on how much the Devils from Paradise know about the Titans. The more time she spent with them, the more her beliefs were tested. But you always reap the harvest.

Karina awakened due to a sick feeling in her stomach. She made her way to the nearby sink, covering her mouth as she stumbled from her bed. The sick feeling has been lingering on for days, and there was no denying what was causing it.

A tear made its way down her cheeks and into the sink and as soon as she had noticed it, she wiped her eyes dry with her hand. Being of any use to Marley's government was the only thing she had wished for years. Given the opportunity to spy for them felt like a win a that time. She was given the task of infiltrating Paradise Island and report on their technological and military progress as well as how much they knew about the titans. She was a talented spy and she had managed to blend in perfectly with the locals, going as far as to pose as a civilian and later as a Survey Corps.

Like all people from Marley, Karina too had been taught from a young age, that Eldians were evil and that they posed a threat to not only Marley but also the world. Yet the more time she spent with them, the more normal they seemed. Seeing their daily lives and how vulnerable and frightened they were due to the titan’s attacks, she started to question what she had been taught. As for the scouts, she regarded them as brave and talented soldiers, who were fighting for their land and for survival, just like she and her fellow comrades. Because of that she began to feel a sense of camaraderie and friendship with them, almost getting lost in her new life and identity. At first, Karina tried to ignore these feelings, knowing that her true allegiance lay with Marley. But as she continued to work with the Survey Corps, she realized that her loyalty had shifted or maybe she had just gone made and lost track of what is real and what not.

But it was all too good to last. The small moment of joy that she treasured, had turn to dust and she was hit with reality, when the Beast Titan appeared. Recalling that day, Karina felt like vomiting again. She clenched her hands into fists, holding herself tight to the edge of the sink.

She knew that it was not possible for her to erase the scene from her mind. That faithful day, she was teamed up with her squad leader Micke to go on a look out, if there was a hole in the wall. As they made a stop at an abandoned village, Karina waited for Micke’s orders while inspecting her gear for battle.

“What is that?” Micke gasped with his eyes fixed on a huge monkey like titan, who was walking peacefully along the landscape miles away from them. When Karina’s eyes rose, her heart skipped a beat. Grasping the whole figure of commander Zeke's Titan, her fake identity crumbled and she was frozen in fear.  Not thinking twice, she knew she had to make a run for it. As she tried to get away, she heard Micke whistle, calling his horse over to their location. But then, the Beast Titan made its move. With a powerful throw, the titan sent the horse flying towards them, knocking Micke off the roof and leaving him vulnerable to the surrounding titans.

Micke was caught in the crossfire, fighting for his life against the vicious titans, when the Beast titan called off the other titans, instructing them not to eat Micke. He approached Micke, looming over him with a curious expression.

"What is this gear you're wearing?" the Beast titan demanded, gesturing towards Micke's ODM gear. But Micke was too stunned to answer, still reeling from the shock of the attack.

And then the Beast titan's attention turned to Karina, whom he noticed hiding behind the roof’s chimney and recognized her immediately.

The Beast titan’s piercing eyes were scanning her face as if trying to read her thoughts. "Karina," he said in a deep, rumbling voice. "What are you doing here? I thought you had left our cause or even worse, died."

Karina swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest. She had switched sides, betrayed her people in order to fight alongside the Survey Corps, and now she found herself face to face with the one creature she had hoped never to encounter again.

"I...I got involved with the Survey Corps, their military. And while fighting titans I … I … I really couldn’t focus on sending messages while fighting for my life sir," Karina stammered, her eyes darting nervously around the landscape. "I couldn't just leave them."

The Beast titan regarded her coolly for a moment, then spoke again. "And what do you think you're accomplishing by joining these people?”

“I was gathering information-“

The Beast titan cut her off, not convinced by her answers. Yet his voice was calm and somewhat sympathetic: “Do you really believe they'll accept you as one of their own?"

Karina bit her lip, feeling a wave of guilt wash over her. She knew that the Survey Corps would never truly accept her, not now that the beans have been spilt. But she couldn't go back to her old life either - not after seeing the horrors that Marley had inflicted on Paradise Island.

" I don't know," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just know that I can't go back to the way things were before. This has changed me."

The Beast titan regarded her thoughtfully for a moment, then spoke again. "Very well, Karina. I won't ask any more questions for now. But I do expect your report of anything you learned about the Survey Corps. After all, you are still loyal to Marley, are you not?"

Karina hesitated for a moment, then nodded reluctantly. "Yes, I am."

As they engaged in a tense conversation, Micke couldn’t believe his ears. Not only was the Beast titan able to speak their language, but he knew Karina from before. There were so many thoughts going through in his mind, but his voice was frozen.

Karina stepped into the Beast titan’s palm, wondering how swift her death would be, if he would squeeze her with his fingers at that very moment. But she knew Zeke too well. He was not going to killer her until she was still useful to them. For a moment she was blinded by her self-value and her idea of having power over Zeke.

“Let’s go”, she said, turning away to avoid Micke’s eyes. But then she sensed how the Beast titan moved and her eyes focused on his other hand. She watched in shock, when he reached for Micke, who screamed in fear and covered his head.

The Best titan took Micke’s ODM gear carefully into his fingers, observing it with curiosity before walking away.

“Why did you take his ODM gear?” Karina shouted, when the titan’s palm had moved her close enough to step on his shoulder. “I have the same gear. I-I thought you wanted him to go back and tell everyone about my betrayal.” She watched in horror how Zeke left Micke defenseless among the titans.

And then she heard Micke’s battle cry as he reached for his sword. He was ready to fight till the end, but Karina knew it had no use. And with a simple command from the Beast titan the other titans started to move again, attacking the powerless Micke.

Karina covered her ears, unable to bear the sound of Micke's screams as he was brutally devoured by the titans. And at that moment she knew then that her decision to switch sides had been a costly mistake, and that she would have to live with the guilt of Micke's death for the rest of her life.

She turned and twisted in her bed, unable to get any sleep while her mind drifted from her past events to her imagining what the battle between the Survey Crops and the Beast titan will bring. She had been forced to betray her new friends, to give up information that could cost them everything. And now she was about to face the consequences of her actions.

The next day Karina stood on the shore, her heart pounding in her chest as she watched the Cart Titan pull up alongside the dock. She saw Reiner and Zeke wounded, still not fully recovered from battle and with a grim expression on their faces. Zeke’s eyes were fixed on her, sending cold shiver down her spine as he stood up and approached her. He passed her by without a word, so she looked at Reiner.

“What happened?

“They … they defeated us”.

Karina wanted to express her joy upon knowing that there were survivors among the Survey Crops, but she knew better. “Where is Bertholdt? And what about Annie?”

Reiner’s eyes were full of pain and he whispered silently in return: “They probably already fed him to someone by now …”

She was left speechless and seeing Reiner’s pain, she didn’t want to ask any more questions. Pieck walked past them, stroking Reiner’s shoulder as an act of encouragement.

When their boat departed, they all met in the dining room to send their report back to Marley. Karina was leaning on the wall as she listened with anticipation how Zeke dictated his report from the field. Her nails dug deep into her sleeves, when he spoke of the Survey’s charge at him and how he had killed them all with stones. But when he mentioned Levi, her breathing stopped for a short while. Listening about Levi’s victory and Zeke’s escape from the battlefield made her sight in relief. Once Reiner and Pieck were done with their report, Zeke finally got the chance to focus on her.

"Karina," he said, his voice cold and hard. "I trust your mission was successful?"

Karina nodded, feeling a lump form in her throat. "Yes, sir. We were able to gather valuable intel on the Devils of Paradise."

Zeke raised an eyebrow, his eyes narrowing. "And what of your ... interactions with them? Did you have any ... personal connections?"

Karina's heart skipped a beat as she realized what he was getting at. She had never told anyone about her growing feelings, but now it seemed that Zeke might have somehow figured it out. But after hearing about Lev’s victory, Karina was not ready to surrender.

"I don't know what you mean, sir," she said with a pretty steady voice, while her eyes were darting nervously around the room.

Zeke let out a low growl, his eyes flashing with anger. "Don't play dumb with me, Karina. I know what you're hiding. I know that you're pregnant, and I can guess who the father is."

Karina felt her face grow hot with embarrassment and fear. She had never intended for anyone to find out about her pregnancy until they were back home and she could arrange to get away, let alone for Zeke to use it against her.

"I...I don't know what you m…" she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.

She stopped talking, when Zeke stepped closer to her, his eyes burning with intensity. "Tell me, Karina. Who is the father of your child? Is it one of the Devils of Paradise?"

Karina felt like she was about to faint as she tried to come up with a plausible lie. She couldn't reveal the truth, not now, not when everything was at stake. Just as she was about to speak, she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned to see Reiner standing behind her, a determined look on his face.

"The child is mine," he said firmly, his eyes meeting Zeke's.

Karina felt a wave of relief wash over her as she realized what Reiner was doing. He was protecting her, taking the blame for something he hadn't done.

Zeke regarded Reiner with a mix of amusement and disbelief. "Is that so, Reiner? You expect me to believe that you and Karina ...?"

Reiner cut him off, his voice growing more forceful. "Yes. The child is mine. Karina and I have been ... together ... for some time now."

Zeke regarded him sceptically, but after a moment he nodded, apparently satisfied with Reiner's answer.

"Very well, Reiner," he said, turning to leave. "I'll let you and Karina deal with your ... situation. But remember, Reiner, your loyalty is to Marley, not to your personal desires. Don't forget that."

And with that, he was gone, leaving Karina and Reiner alone with their secrets and their guilt.

[marleysfinest]

'Pretty as a Picture' - Tears of Titans, Ch.9

“You know I can make you leave, right?” he asked. Suddenly I felt a rush of blood between my legs, and my heart started to thump slightly harder. A part of me was caught off guard – what the hell was it about that sentence that aroused me? I bit my lip and smiled as I looked up at him, the air suddenly tense, and I felt myself slip back into that pathetic version of myself. Although, there was something about it that also made me feel powerful.

He looked at my lip and sighed almost in frustration and raised his eyebrows as if to ask if I was being serious, giving me one last chance. I decided to throw away any worries I had about my behaviour when I was with Reiner. If I wanted to submit myself to him, why shouldn’t I? Why did I feel the need to maintain the same strong, strict personality I’d built for myself outside of this cabin? Why couldn’t it be my turn to have fun? 

“Make me, then,” I said quietly. 

A look crossed his face then of almost torment, like he was being driven mad. In a split second he had scooped me up from the sofa and marching the two of us to the bedroom.

[levisalexandria]

CHAPTER 14 IS OUT! GO GIVE IT A READ <3

Unwavering - Captain Levi Ackerman (Levi x OC) - Chapter 14 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1399883765-unwavering-captain-levi-ackerman-levi-x-oc-chapter?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=AlexandriaCastello&wp_originator=eqlUZnsS%2BkjQmBXtgYt4DmZqKGDl4wWMxyn5w2ekAwq3%2B%2B%2Fl%2FVIhkbV08icApg11qfERCslTOUmk%2FhaOBDr2pPdLvOgwngJnSf6wh8wHBUU65hFHmrJKB4%2Fe4JUmvZT3 From fellow soldiers to friends. From enemies to lovers. Alexandria Castello finds herself falling for the Captain after a recent appointment to co-Captain. Their tragic pasts threaten to breach their newfound relationship, are they strong enough to resist?

[conniesministallion]

Say it out loud - Kickoff (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1308036600-say-it-out-loud-kickoff?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=Btsatemysenpi&wp_originator=n20N%2BJ1aY4K0hBnK%2FtCsA7HMuUto4xykloQHUteKdewKjKYHA31EERs5HNylHPNEwtSAvlzRs2QDvx9rJF6FRiGyK3egVZmeG0BW6yaqY%2FCHXfvrSL3CiIzirAXei5J2 A Connie springer Fanfic " I honestly can't keep doing this it's killing me. You're driving me crazy, now tell me what the hell happened ." " Don't worry your pretty head about it baby, just relax he's not dead he just yk....learned a lil lesson."

[mallorii-fanfictions]

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SUMMARY 

*I am sh*t at writing summaries. I wanna say the actual story is better than it sounds.

What happens when you, a young adult with a savior complex, and a history of struggle and pain, end up in the world AOT?

AOT, a fictional world that you’ve watched from behind the screen. —Only now, you’re in it. Even more baffling, you have the skill level of Mikasa Ackerman, and the omniscient knowledge of every character’s tragic endings.

You’ve watched Eren Jeager go from a bright eyed, heroically reckless kid, to a talented but terribly cold soldier. You saw the flame in him go out; that broke your heart, and left it bleeding on the floor in many pieces. But somehow— You’ve just been given the chance to make it right, starting a moment just before Hannes’ death, which you know was a turning point for Eren.

Can you save the characters that you’ve grown to love? Can you ignore and suppress your overflowing love for this main character, Eren Yeager? —Or will the world once again end in ruin, only this time, because of You.

*IMPORTANT NOTES*

I have only watched until Season 3, episode 48. Please be understanding that this story references some things that didn’t canonically happen, rather, some of the things I reference (like the tragic ending), was created in my head after having seen photos of the Season 4 Eren Yeager + having read some minor spoilers. (yes, I’m delusional).

Eren Jeager is over 18 years old in this timeline.

Please understand that I only very recently started writing as a hobby. So, this fanfic is notttt going to be superbly beautiful writing.

This is a Eren x You fanfic, however, the character is also called “Umi” by others. Please feel free to disregard the Umi name, but I chose it for its significance, as it means “Ocean,” in Japanese. 

|| Chapters and Word Count: Currently unknown length.

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|| Warnings! ||

As of right now there is No sm*t. I do not plan on writing sm*t as of right now.

This story is reflective of some of the shadowed, hidden parts of human nature. There is no shame in feeling such things, only, one should act properly when confronting what is before one, the reality one is in– with keen awareness of the monsters in one’s heart.

—One Last note before we dive in!! Feel free to follow my main account, where I post 100x more content, with a much more diverse range of depth and topics (On my main you will find content without the added element of my brain sickness!)

—This account, the one you’re reading right now, is strictly for my fanfiction.

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CHAPTER 1 TEASER: The new girl?

*For this chapter only, the pov is in 3rd person, and past tense.

*The character’s gender can be whichever gender you feel is right for you. 

I wrote them as a “she” for me.

She appeared suddenly, out of thin air.

The titan’s mouth closed in slow motion, and the young woman’s body moved accordingly, on instinct: with a ‘whish’ her flight gear shot out, landing with a hard tchk! into the titan’s neck. Wind force screeched in her ears as she whizzed through the open air, the Titan’s body growing instantaneously larger as the machinery pulled her to it.

She sliced its nape in a long slash— eyes on fire— the point of where to move the blade next was the only thing in her mind and field of vision. Her muscles flexed as her blade dragged cleanly through the dense and thick meat of the titan’s neck. Her arms held up as if she was just cutting through thin wood. She was strong.

In a hairbreadth of a second, she shifted her weight: her flight gear shot out to the cheek of the now crumbling Titan. Steam emitted from its neck, a sign that it was dying, unable to heal itself. The young woman was flying to the titan’s mouth, which was still closing down, about to snap Hannes in half.

She snatched Hannes— the sole of his boot bitten clean off, disappearing behind terrifyingly large teeth. An evil smile still beamed on the dead titan’s face as it fell.

Umi shuddered violently at the sight, and her mind started flashing images of all the action she had just undergone: The titan’s colossal height, the pounding of blood in her ears as she turned off all her emotions and flew towards the beast, and the look of confusion on Hannes face, a split moment before his death and he knew it, but it didn’t register—

But the scariest thing was that she knew she was not dreaming. 

I am in Attack on Titan.

Oh god what if I die right now?! Will I feel it? Why am I in this world, can I return to my own?

Umi started wobbling midair, panic flooding her— she would crash into the ground due to her error—

In a blurry flash, a dark haired woman caught both of them. 

Umi was aware that her eyes were wide open, but with the feeling of a bomb exploding inside her panicked chest, she couldn’t process anything that was happening. She was strong, but overwhelmed by her first combat. 

—But now she was saved by this dark angel! Her and Hannes were saved by Mikasa! Umi looked at Hannes.

Hannes’ face was frozen, stretched in an almost comical terror. He was in complete shock, his body frozen. His mind was numb and blank.

(It would take a long, long time, for him to recover from his shell shock).

They landed on the ground roughly. Mikasa couldn’t handle supporting two rigid, motionless, brainless people. 

Umi’s head whipped to Eren’s position—

His hands, still nubs in regeneration, were bitten, bloodied, completely mangled. 

Eren, no.. Eren, I’m not too late, am I? 

Eren stared at the three of them in mute shock, his eyes blasted wide open— matching Umi’s, who was staring straight back at him.

I—I couldn’t—. Nothing, I couldn’t do anything. Not a single—

Eren thought.

“Eren, Eren!” Umi called, staggering off the ground and half limping, half running to the other shell shocked guy.

“Please be okay, please, please, please,” she cried quietly, her heart strangled in her throat as she made her way to Eren.

“Eren!” She cried, collapsing into his solid frame.

They toppled over.

“Eren! Eren listen to me, please,” Umi cried out.

A hand yanked her away suddenly — she gasped —

“Who are you.” The voice of the one who saved her spoke, coldly, demanding.

Mikasa wouldn’t hesitate to kill me in an instant.

“I—I’m Umi Hikari. I— I.”

I have to be careful with each word, and be completely honest. Otherwise, my story will fall apart.

“Please hear me out before you kill me.”

Mikasa Ackerman glared down at Umi.

“I know the future. I know the secrets of this world.”

Mikasa’s eyes shot open.

“I have to save Eren. Please, let me do that. He’s going to turn into a monster if— if things continue this way. You have to believe me. You can’t understand how vital this is because you don’t know what I do, but I know you can understand that we have the same intent. I want what’s best for Eren.”

Mikasa looked deeply troubled, aggression bristling her body.

“Please, Mikasa.. I can prove it.. I know everything.”

Mikasa spoke in the hardest voice, stony, slicing. “Prove it then. Right now.”

“You— I know that when this mission started, when you guys set off to recover Eren from Reiner and Bertolt, the briefest thought crossed your mind…but you killed it off as soon as it formed, and you forced yourself to forget about it. You threw it into the deep, deep sewers, for his sake..” Umi said, looking behind her, at Eren. 

He was on the ground, staring up at her in pure confusion. Though entirely confused, his face always carried the element of being tortured internally.

Eyes widening, Mikasa trembled just the tiniest bit. A sign that Umi had hit the nail on the head.

Umi braved even more. She had to prove she was omniscient, didn’t she? “Honestly, I’d say it wasn’t even for his sake. It was for yourself.”

In a flash Mikasa tightened her grip on Umi, almost breaking the bone of Umi’s wrist.

But Umi persisted. “Reiner and Bertolt… you knew that they might be trying to save the world, even if you couldn’t comprehend exactly how.”

“No— you’re wrong—” Mikasa shouted quickly. Her eyes were large and desperate. 

Umi���s face was knitted in pain and sadness. Seeing Mikasa’s tortured state up close was too real.

Mikasa loves him. So much.

Umi’s heart twisted and beat harshly against its ribcage, and she knew.

Of course she does. I knew this.

They’re going to end up together. They’ve been together for almost their whole lives. 

I’m only an audience member from behind the screen.

Who was I to wish for somebody I can’t have?

“You would have rather destroyed the world in a reckless decision powered by your heart, than to let Eren die to save the world.”

With a shaking hand, Mikasa let Umi go. She stood, eyes blank and empty, shaking. Stuck in her head.

“I’m going back to him,” Umi said, before turning back to Eren.

He has to be okay— 

Umi limped forward.

I can’t believe this is real.

Eren was now leaned over Hannes, who had fainted. Eren glanced up at Umi. His eyes were shining with tears.

“Who—who are you? Thank you, thank you,” Eren said, voice cracking. He began to whimper, sobbing into the open air.

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