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[bcdwhcre]

“Lifeline,” Armin x Reader

Summary: You were his lifeline, he couldn’t live without you.

Warnings: None just slight angst, fluff, mentions of death and violence.

Armin x Fem!Reader

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The air was filled with nothing but smoke and ash as it rained down on all the scouts. Everyone was growing tired as the fighting continued for far too long, the giant titans continuing their destruction upon the ground and the people who were in their path.

You couldn’t risk taking your eyes off of these gruesome titans, not even for a second to look over to see if everyone else was alright, including Armin.

But as the fighting stopped, the giant titans freezing in their spots, you grew confused until everyone had gone down.

The sight of Eren had sent Armin tumbling to the ground, his screams echoing in the distance. The pain in your chest growing as you stepped closer, resting a hand on his shoulder with a reassuring squeeze.

The following few days after Eren had been killed, there was a lingering sadness in the air along with relief. The scout base was entirely empty and quiet which led for you and Armin to leave and stay away from the base because of its faint memories.

The both of you sat on the tree at the top of the hill, something Armin had been doing a lot recently since this was Eren’s burial site.

The both of you stayed silent, you sat beside him, being there for support and to remind him that he wasn’t alone.

It took a big chunk out of him at first, the depression consuming him at the reminder of his best friend being dead. He would sometimes ignore you or hide in the bedroom away from everything and everyone.

You didn’t know what to do at first besides letting him mourn and process the grief. Then he started to come out but only to visit Eren with you following closely behind him.

Armin didn’t want to admit how truly depressed he was but he was grateful for you to be there. You were like his personal lifeline, without you he was sure he would be dead beside Eren.

A few weeks had gone by, the sadness in his chest was slowly lifting off of him as he began to accept the fate that Eren had set for himself, the reminder of his talk with Eren and how he said he would want Armin to be happy.

As the time went on, you had decided to go out of your way to buy something you and Armin had talked about quite a lot when you both had the chance. A home with farmland big enough for any and everything you both would want in life.

You made sure to stay close knowing Armin would want to continue his visits to his best friend for his occasional talks with him. You didn’t want to be the one to drag him away from his life, from his friend, from anything that he has ever known here.

“Close your eyes.” You mumbled, urging him to close his eyes as he placed his large hands over them, a small smile creeping on his face.

“They’re close, I swear.” He said, making you crack a smile and start carefully leading him to the place you have been keeping a secret.

“We’ve been walking for an awful long time, Y/N.” Armin was growing worried, curious as to where you were taking him.

“Shhh, we’re here.” You let go of his arm, walking ahead and turning around to where you were in view for when he opened his eyes.

The excitement bubbling up inside of you, wondering what his reaction would be like, hoping it would be a good one. You knew he needed this, he needed the freedom, needed to step out of his comfort zone. Armin needed to push boundaries and start to live his life the way Eren would want him to.

“Okay, open them up.”

You stood there, awkwardly fiddling with your fingers unsure of what to do or how to stand for when he would uncover his eyes.

His hands moved down, eyes still closed as if he was hesitant for a quick moment until you suddenly saw his bright blue eyes appear. His eyes scanned around the area, the large home in the distance behind you, to the far right was a large barn, fencing, and even a couple of animals you decided to bring in to make it more like home.

The nervous smile was on your face, scared of receiving a bad reactions but you saw the smile creep up on the corner of his lips until it was wide.

Armin felt his heart swell, the memories flashing of the relationship you both have shared the last few years. You both didn’t meet until he had joined the scouts, you were already apart of it, a year ahead of him and even were in a position to help train him.

Then you two bonded over simple adventures you both dreamed of. The nights where you two would watch the stars, the confession of him wanting to see the ocean and even confessing that he would want you to see it with him.

Armin was too shy during that time to admit his feelings for you, so you decided to make the first move which he always liked the most about you, the confidence, the love radiating off of your body more and more as your relationship progressed.

Your love language was gift giving, something he loved and as he looked at this house, at you, he couldn’t help but love you even more.

“You remember what we talked about? Living a life like this once things were finally… normal?” You tried to word it better, your voice trailing off.

“Yes, of course.” He nodded, remembering the conversations.

“I know we also wanted a beach house but you know..” You started to say.

“I didn’t want you to be too far away from Eren.. or Mikasa.” You sucked in a breath, the relief washing over you once Armin had stepped forward and embraced you in a tight hug.

He appreciated everything you always did for him, the support, the love, everything. He hasn’t been himself since Eren died, he felt guilty for pushing you away, for ignoring you, for acting like he didn’t care about you but he was extremely grateful for you being there to hold his hand no matter what.

He knew you were placed into his life for a reason, you were here to help him live his life the way he was supposed to. You were here to make him happy, to push him to be better. You were even here to keep him alive plenty of times, the countless times you had saved him from Titans and even saved him from himself.

You were so many things to him. The love of his life, his savior, his happiness, his peace, his lifeline and he couldn’t help but think about you being his wife, the mother of his kids.

Armin couldn’t help but tear up, the water filling his bright eyes, the feeling of love filling his chest as his arms were tightly secured around your body as if he was afraid to let go.

“Thank you.” He mumbled into your hair, your arms wrapping around his waist and burying the side of your face into his chest.

“I’ll do anything for you.” You replied back, feeling him pull away just a smidge, both of your eyes connecting as his hands cupped your face.

His hands gentle and soft, tracing small circles on your cheeks with his thumbs. He was in absolute awe as he looked over your features, his lips curving up in a smile before leaning down to press a long kiss to your lips just for a moment.

As his body relaxed against you, he couldn’t help but feel that lingering feeling as if someone was standing behind him. The feeling of familiarity as he stood in front of you and in that moment he was convinced that Eren was there with the both of them, watching and smiling at what the both of you had accomplished so far since he’s been gone.

Even though it was a painful reminder that now his best friend wouldn’t be there to experience all of this too or grow old with them and be able to have those dumb cookouts with their kids and talk about lame sports or about their kids achievements, Armin was still proud of Eren and loved him deeply like a brother.

As the week went by, the both of you moving your stuff in, settling in, and even buying more farm animals to fill the farm you both had in the backyard, there was one night where the both of you sat on the porch.

The rocking chair swaying back and forth as you both looked up at the night sky, the stars shining and the moon full.

“Do you think everything that happened was supposed to happen that way?” Armin asked you, the question randomly popping up in his brain.

It had been a busy week and he hates to admit that since before moving in here, he hasn’t thought about those depressing thoughts or about what had happened.

“I’m a believer in everything happens for a reason.” You replied, glancing over as you used your feet to sway the rocking chair back and forth.

You noticed Armin staring up at the sky, his eyes soften but almost looked sad as if he was deep into thought about something that upset him.

It had came to you about what he was thinking about, the obvious coming into mind.

“He’s proud of you, you know.” You simply said, your tone soft, your small hand reaching over to grab a hold of his.

You felt him gently squeeze it, not looking away from the stars that had shined brightly above. He had released a small breath of relief, almost as if he had been holding onto that breath for a while.

“I know.”

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A/N:

short and sweet I don’t know. I just wanted to post something for you guys since you have been waiting and I always love a good Armin short story 😔

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[arlerts-angel]

cw: afab!reader, masturbation (f)

just thinking about laying in bed cuddling with armin, desperately rubbing your needy cunt against his thigh because he secretly loves seeing how badly you want him.

"you're so very tempting, angel." he sighs as he turns another page. your soft grunts of frustration as you sloppily hump his thigh make his cock throb. "please, 'min." you whine.

"but you look so pretty when you're needy," he smirks "just a bit longer."

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[n-agiz]

KINKTOBER '23ㅤDAY 17 [ARMIN ARLERT X SHOWER SEX ] cws shower sex + oral (m) + creampie ! MDNI

from the first time you did it, armin had always enjoyed showering with you.

he loved how intimate the whole thing was, how you could be together in such a private moment and not feel judged at all, instead feeling comforted, if anything. usually, things were innocent enough. you two would shower separately, maybe talk in between changing positions on the bathtub or even help wash each other’s hair — but then, when pent-up lust overtook you, things could go a different route.

sometimes, you would carefully kneel before armin as he rested against the cold tile, the shower head hitting against your back as you kissed down your boyfriend’s abdomen, taking your time even pecking down his length before wrapping your lips around his pink tip, taking him inch by inch. armin always moaned your name so softly when you took all of him into your mouth, pushing back the wet strands of hair that stuck to his forehead before looking down, taking in how beautiful you looked — body covered in droplets and streams of water, looking up at him through glossy eyes as you bobbed your head up and down his cock, humming against it, only stopping when he pulled you back, helping you get up so you could get in a different position. carefully, armin would press you against the wall, this time your front the one squished against the tiles, as he teased your pussy with his dick, pushing it between your folds, spreading your slick around before starting to shove his cock into you.

armin knew he couldn’t be too reckless with his movements, any misstep one that could end in an accident, but you just felt so good, everything overwhelming his senses — how warm your pussy felt around his dick, how good your freshly shampooed hair smelled, how sweet your messy kisses tasted — and everything was just a bit too much so, in hopes of grounding himself, armin would hold you tighter, fucking you faster and grunting your name into your ear, telling you how good you felt and how close he was, all of that only fueling your own pleasure too, the cherry on top of the cake being when he came, filing you up with his seed, his thrusts faltering but not stopping until your own cum was dribbling down your legs, mixed with his.

N-AGIZ '23ㅤ REBLOGS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED !

[arminswyf]

armin drabbles part 1

i feel like armin's comfort movie would be ponyo. imagine being cuddled up with him watching ghibli movies 🥺

watching his face light up during his favorite scenes, or his adorable giggles when something funny happens.

min's favorite movie snack is white cheddar popcorn. his favorite thing to drink while watching movies is probably a blue raspberry slushie because it reminds him of his childhood. maybe you would find your eyes getting heavy halfway through the movie. next thing you know you’re in bed with the sun shining. your beautiful blonde boyfriend holds you close as he peppers kisses all over your cheeks.

-- yayy this first thing i've ever written so i hope its decent 😭

[boypeggers]

rainy days

pairing: bunny!armin x reader

wc: 1.7k

tags: angst but not like the “SOBBING MY HEART OUT SJSBDJSJ KMSSSS” kind. tiny fluff at the end i think idk

rainy days comfort you on your worst days but you think you’re finding new source of comfort in the hybrid you saved

warnings: mentions of blood but no graphic details

a/n: this is just something i wanted to write cause i was bored. it’s not that good but if you would like me to continue w this lmk!!

the rain outside makes me feel a little better about my day. i’ve always loved the rain, but there’s something about packing up my things to go home to the sound of the rain. it has always bought me comfort. being a hybrid veterinarian is hard work and the sound of rain has always found a way to make my day better. after a day like this one, i needed this.

today, we got one of the worst cases of hybrid abuse i’ve seen. he came to us beaten bloody so much that it made me stomach turn. after we were done working on him. i had to go to the bathroom so my coworkers wouldn’t see me cry. you would think after working in this field after a few years. k would be used to this type of stuff but it never gets easier.

a knock on the door startles me out of my daydream. it sounds panicked. i cant see throught the glass doors because the blinds are down. i have no idea who could be knocking at this time of night. i look down at my watch.

11:00 PM

i start to walk slowly around my desk to the door. As i get closer there’s three more knocks

BOOM

BOOM

BOOM

then, i hear a weak plee.

“please, open the door. i need help.. please.” a weak voice calls out.

do they know someone is in here? i find myself becoming a little scared but nonetheless i take a deep breath and finally open the door. a body tumbles over to my feet from leaning against the door.

i let out a small startled gasp. their face hidden behind the large black hoodie that they’re wearing. i bend down to get a closer look & move the hood from their face. it’s a man but not just any man.

“a hybrid?” i whisper.

a bunny hybrid to be exact. bunny hybrids aren’t uncommon but i’ve never seen one so large but that’s not the problem right now. he needs help. he’s unconscious and has bruises scattered across his face. i try to shake him awake because i’m not very confident i can carry him in myself but he doesn’t budge.

“here goes nothing i guess.” i huff as i try to calculate how i’m going to carry him inside.

i decide to reach behind him and slide my arms under his. i drag him as gently as i can to the back room so that i can have a closer look at his injuries. i somehow managed to put him across the metal table in the middle of the operating room.

i start by unzipping his hoodie that he’s wearing. As i finish unzipping it, i notice blood pooling onto his white ratty shirt. o let out a small gasp. i don’t know how I didn’t notice this earlier. i start panicking slightly because i’m not sure how much blood he’s lost yet.

“calm down, y/n.” i say, as i take a few deep breaths.

i remove his shirt and start working on treating all the wounds that i can.

i sit down with a huff at my desk. i look down at my watch.

2:00 AM

i don’t even think i should even go home now. i have a hybrid who probably doesn’t even know where he is in the back and when he wakes up i need to be here. who knows when that’ll be. he lost quite a lot of blood but thankfully it wasn’t too much to the point he needed a blood transfusion. he should recover quickly especially with his hybrid genes.

i was just about to start finishing up some of the paper work i was packing up before i got that knock on my door but i hear something fall from the operating room the hybrid was in.

i stand up and starting to slowly make my way back to not startle him even more than he probably already was. Once i enter the room i see him backed away from the table into a corner holding a scalpel out toward me. i hold my arms up to my chest to show him i’m not a threat but i don’t think that helps.

“hey, it’s okay. i- i’m here to help.” i say in a shaky breath.

he doesn’t change his position. he still seems tense as i try to comfort him into putting the scalpel down. this isn’t something new, i have been in this same exact position many times before and honestly i don’t blame any of the hybrids that have done this. a lot of them have no reason to trust humans. i would honestly do the same if i’ve been through some of the things they have.

“i’m just here to help.” i repeat.

i point to my badge that i’m wearing on my scrubs. “see, i helped you. i’m a vet here.” i give a small smile. “i even patched up a few of your wounds. you knocked on the door as i was getting ready to leave but when i opened the door you were unconscious.”

i try to stare directly into to his eyes so that he can see that i’m being sincere and honest but it’s hard because his eyes are darting all over the room.

“what city are we in?” he questions softly

“we’re in boston.”

he visibly relaxes a bit and he finally lets the scalpel hit the floor. “i need to leave.” he tries to rush toward the door.

“wait, you still need a couple days to heal.” i try to reason with him. “you could even stay here for a couple days.”

“no, i need to leave now. it’s not safe for me to be here.” he pleads.

“why, we can protect you here. no one knows you’re here.” i reason. “whoever you’re running from doesn’t know you’re here.”

he scoffs and shakes his head. “i’m not running from anyone. i just can’t be here.”

“why can’t you? we can keep you safe here.” i know it’s not my place to beg him to stay especially if he doesn’t feel safe but he’s hurt.

“why would I ever feel safe here.. with humans who do things like this to me.” he looks down at his waist where the bandage lays.

that’s true. why would ever feel safe with me or any other human. he has no reason to believe the words coming from my mouth.

“you’re right. you have absolutely no reason to believe that I’ll keep you safe.” i say looking down at the ground. then, i get possibly the dumbest idea I’ve had all year.

“okay, what if you come to my house for a couple of days. absolutely no one will know.”

“why would I do that?” he questions. “i have no idea if you have any ulterior motives.”

“i swear i don’t. i just want to help you.” i look into his eyes.

“why are you doing this? why you want to help me so bad.” he says this as he brushes his hand through his hair.

i actually don’t know why i want to help him so bad. Of course i always want to help my patients and i will always want what’s best for them but this feels.. different. maybe it’s because of what I witnessed earlier today. that hybrid that came in today broke something inside of me and deep inside i felt guilty. guilty because i felt like k couldn’t help them enough. i obviously helped heal their wounds but i could never heal that trauma that will live on with them for the rest of their lives.

“i- i don’t know. i just do.” i sigh. “you can leave after a couples days. when your wounds heal.” i point to his side. the side i patched up. i notice he’s been wincing in pain and holding his side gently as we sat here talking. there’s no way he’ll be able to make it far if he decides to leave on his own.

“okay, i’ll leave with you.”

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. after coming home last night i got the spare room in my small apartment ready for him and after that i haven’t seen him.

it’s now 1pm the next day and i took the day off of work just to see how he’ll adjust. i know hybrids can have a hard time adjusting to new places and even if he’s only going to be here a couple of days. i still want him to be as comfortable as possible.

i would be worried even more if i hadn’t been setting food outside of his door and seeing it disappear. i’m glad to know that he’s at least eating well.

i honestly don’t know what i was thinking last night. maybe it was because i was severely sleep deprived but i just felt a strong urge to help him. i couldn’t just leave him there and now i feel a big weight on my shoulders now that there’s another presence in my apartment.

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as the day passes the suns eventually goes down and i find myself placing dinner at the door. i find myself feeling a little disappointed he didn’t come out today but i also understand. a new place can be scary and he doesn’t even know me.

after, i place the food at his door i start to walk away . his door cracks open and we make eye contact. i just give him a small smile and i continue to walking away but his voice stops me.

“is there anyway i could have more vegetables?” he questions in a small voice.

as soon as i hear the question leave his mouth i instantly feel bad and honestly quite dumb. as a hybrid veterinarian, i should’ve known he would like a mostly green diet. his human side still needs other nutrients but he would mostly crave vegetables.

“oh, of course. we can go get some out the kitchen if you want.”

he doesn’t say anything just picks up the plate i sat on the ground and makes his way towards me. as we make our way over the to the kitchen, he speaks up again.

“my name is armin by the way” he states nervously.

i take it in with a smile and i respond with my name.

[yae-energy]

AHHHHHH YALL IM RUNNING LAPPSSSS

i want gamer bf armin and i want him NEOW 😕

he’s so djehhrhfb ;( 🫶🏽

gamer armin? gamer armin.

armin is the biggest gamer ever. you and him constantly make trips to gamestop at least a few times a week, and if you’re not doing that, he’s on the playstation store looking for the next game to play. he would thrive best in story games such as god of war: ragnarok or detroit: become human.

or fighting games like street fighter or especially mortal kombat. do not try to challenge armin in mortal kombat. he literally has combos he could name off the top of his head without having to go back in the game and check. it was a game he grew up on and hasn’t fell out of love with it since.

if it’s MKX, he’s a takeda or kenshi main. if it’s MK11, he’s a kung lao or jacqui briggs main.

however, armin gets very immersed into these games and often spends hours without giving you a lick of attention. you could call his name about 5 times and he wouldn’t even flinch.

“armin!”

no response.

“armin!”

no response, again.

“armin!” this time, you had came in his room and took his headset off. he looked quite confused and turned to you with an innocent look on his face. as if you hadn’t been trying to get his attention for what felt like forever.

“yes, sweetheart?” his soft, calm voice would say. and at that point, you couldn’t be mad at him. he just genuinely didn’t hear you. armin wasn’t the type to get angry at the game either.

sure he had his moments where he was frustrated at a point in the game he couldn’t figure out what to do next, but when it came to you, no matter how frustrated he was, he would quickly switch his attitude—you didn’t do anything wrong, so why showcase any emotion he had toward the game onto you?

he was also very aware at the lack of attention he used to give you. so now, he often asks you if you want to sit on his lap while he played or if you wanted to play the game with him, and you never declined.

times when he didn’t have to have the controller in his hands, he would wrap his arm around your waist while his other hand occupied yours. occasionally placing kisses down your neck and jawline.

“armin, why can’t i go to this spot?” ���love, you’re not supposed to go there. and why are you going down the left trail instead of the right like the game said?”

[moechies]

“armin— gimme y’r c—cum . . “

you whine into armin’s neck, soft blonde locks tickling against your temples. “ ‘min . .”

“fuck— fuck, hold on,”

the poor boys loosing his composure, your warm soppy cunt warped gorgeously around his sore cock. he’s dizzy with the way you’re riding his taut cock, bouncing up and down his lap at a dragged pace, your chubby ass dropping against his meaty thighs before you lift your hips again.

“‘s good. so good— pretty—“

“‘minnn— cum in me ‘ready, please . .”

you sniffle, wrapping your arms tight around his neck. you press a wet his to the shell of his ear, feeling the man shiver below you with a low, sultry moan. “y’r big,” you cry, tossing your head back. “c—can’t anymore—!”

“no, you can. just a little more, a little more for ‘min, okay.” armin grumbles, mouth agape with his brows furrowed. his fingers dig into the chub of your hips, burning indents of his digits pressed into your skin — almost as if branding you.

“‘m gonna cum, baby. baby, don’t slow, please—“ he’s rambling. it’s your favorite part of fucking the weak, weak man — his stupid rambles against your chest, the apple of his palms traveling all across your body now and not merely still on your hips.

his left arm comes to wrap behind your body, pulling you in close until you feel his soft skin pressed up against yours. his right hand comes to palm at your naked breasts, fondling them so gently it’s turning them sensitive.

his arm wrapped around your back drops to the curve of your ass, armin’s middle finger tittering gently across your golden skin to press into your puckered ass.

you yelp, pussy twitching when you feel armin press the tip of his finger into the rim of your ass, mewling quietly as he shushes you,

“‘m—min . . y’r dirty . . dirty p—pervert.” you shake your butt a tad, the foreign fill unfamiliar.

“am . . i’m sorry baby, so, so sorry— don’t stop. please,”

his finger motions slightly, pumping erratically at the same pace of his cock impaling your pussy. you cry, soft pussy sore and aching. “min, min . . please . . “

“i know. please . . keep goin’ hun. inside to make it up to my baby? alrigh’?”

[bcdwhcre]

REQUESTS OPEN!!!

Hi everyone :)

I am back from a very long break, don’t know how it happened but it did. Anywho, I cleared out my very old requests inbox and am open for new ones!!

I am still on vacation for a few days but I want my inbox to be full when I get back so I can get started again!

ANIMES IM OPEN TO WRITING!

• Attack on Titan

• Hunter x Hunter

• Death Note

• My Hero Academia

• Naruto

• Saiki K

SIMPLE RULES

• Please be respectful!

• I will not write in detail about certain triggers like r*** or physical abuse or self harm (however I am open to a slight mention if your crave angst but I will not go in depth about that)

• I am open to writing boyxboy, girlxgirl, gender neutral and all of that so feel free to request!!

Other than that you have complete free range to request!

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[arlerts-angel]

cw: self-indulgent comfort, canonverse, gn reader, mental health?, spoilers?

i'm just imagining after everything... armin coming home and being numb; past the point of crying because he cried all his tears there and on the way home.

and even though they won, he feels defeated.

he just falls into you, longing for your warmth and comforting touch. his safe haven.

the silence is deafening, yet everything and nothing is being said at the same time. you just hold him and thank goodness that he's home safe.

[arlertdarling]

thinking about going on a bike ride with armin. making your way home, the basket half-full of leftovers from your picnic, the evening sun on your skin, the summer breeze in your hair, the whir of the bicycle’s mechanics below you. your surroundings roll past you like a kaleidoscope, a blur of shapes and colours. you’re smiling — have been since you first mounted the back of armin’s bicycle — and your arms are wrapped around his middle. the warmth of his skin, through the sheer fabric of his cotton shirt, is pleasant against your cheek, but you pull away for a moment to watch the sky, a gradient of blue, purple and pink.

feeling adventurous, you unclasp your hands and move them to the seat, curling your fingers around the edge and letting them bear the weight as you tilt yourself back. you shut your eyes and take in deep breaths of the countryside air; basking in the wind, the thin streams of sunlight flickering by you, this whole moment.

but the sudden coldness around his waist makes armin glance over his shoulder at you. “hey, be careful,” he warns you.

you smile at his concerned tone. “i am, don’t worry,” you assure him, but a cautious hand still reaches over to your knee and gives it a squeeze. your head falls back down as you push the hand away. “now who’s not being careful, huh?” you tease.

armin chuckles and places his hand back on the handle while your arms slide back around him. you rest your chin on his shoulder, watching the smooth wide path and fields of green. you gently bump your head against armin’s, making you both laugh softly, then peck behind his ear and settle in his neck to watch the sunset.

[porcalinecunt]

𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋. ♡

🎀 ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ thinking about aot men who’d be the softest doms ever . . .

·˚ ◌༘͙[featuring] ! ˊ 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍, 𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐇, 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍, 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓

cw — fem!reader. size kink (erwin) body worship (jean, levi) praise kink. lots of breedings. edging, fingering, some nipple play (levi) sub!armin (implied)

◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ author’s note! : hi hi! it’s been a while since i made an actual post here. apologies! life got busy, but i finally have time to make fics again :D there might be some changes on this account but we’ll see! anyways, please enjoy and feedback is welcomed! 🤍

➸ jean kirstien.

he’s already so much of a sweetheart, so it’s not shock he’s carry that to the bedroom. he’s needy but slow, as it’d be way too easy to accidentally hurt you. the size difference aroused yet made him a bit nervous. (the first time was quite a hassle!) nonetheless, jean gave you the fuckin’ princess treatment every time the both of you would get intimate. kissing every inch of your body while caressing your hips with his large hands. he’d gently lay your down, not pulling away from the sloppy kiss the two of you are engaging in. did i mention that this man is huge? he adores watching you struggle to take him completely, squirming and whining as he stretches your smaller cunny inch by inch.

“j-jean..’s too big!” you whined, watching through glassy eyes as your boyfriend hovered over you, sinking himself deeper and deeper into your weeping cunt. your legs twitch in a failing attempt to keep them open, something jean would immediately notice. “does it hurt babe?” he asked in a groan, hazel eyes carving holes into yours through hooded lids. you could only shake your head as he took it as a confirmation to bottom himself out. your eyes rolled to your brain and your jaw went slack as jean watched in awe. “look at you..taking it so well f’me.” he sighed, slowly beginning to pump you full as ecstasy filled your senses. the only thing you could hear were jean’s sweet praises, telling you how much of a good little girl you were for taking him so well and patiently. your head grew hot as the feeling of his dick stuffing you full began to overwhelm you. “good little girl, always taking my dick so well..fuck you’re so cute!”

➸ erwin smith.

oh my god. erwin. what more can i say, he’s a gentleman in bed! anything you ask for, he will do without hesitation. want him to knock you up? done. want some head? he’s already on his knees. sad after a rough day? he’ll stuff your cunny full until your filled n happy. anything your heart desires, he’ll give it to you with all the adoration he has for you. ♡ even better when you realize how big he is. how he can easily pick you up and fuck you silly in mid air if he really wanted to. even better, how massive his fucking dick is, enough to make your mouth water just by the thought of it.

“e-erwin!” you whined, watching your husband’s face as he stared down at you. a gaze full of softness and love, a stark contrast to how he was treating you. a smile to his wife while fucking her slutty pussy like an attention deprived whore. “how did i get so lucky? what did i do to deserve such a beautiful girl as my wife..” he breathily chuckled, fucking into you at a slightly faster pace. erwin started down at you, from your flustered smile to your breasts and stuffed cunt, every last detail on you brought him closer to the edge. “good girl..my good girl. you deserve every inch i give you..”

➸ levi ackerman.

contrary to popular belief, levi isn’t the mean and rough dom many make him out to be (still adore that levi tho!) but rather, a gentle and passionate type of dom. he’s not the most romantic, but oh boy, when he is..buckle up. this man will treat you like your his final meal on death row, savoring every inch of flesh you have on your body. kissing you from your lips to your clit, muttering sweet nothings while pumping his slender fingers inside your cunny. he sings his praises when he’s balls deep in you, calling you names like ‘princess’ and ‘darling’, anything that fills your stomach with butterflies if its not his cock. your legs are already trembling from his voice alone, not helping the fact his groans are fuckin’ perfection.

“settle down princess, i barely did a thing.” levi carassed your breast with one hand while finger fucking you with the other. all he needed was two fingers and his wrist as he flicked it with a quickened pace that almost forced your thighs shut from shock and pleasure. while your mouth was closed, tiny whines still manage to spill through as your husband’s thumb moved it’s way to your clit, adding to the overstimulation. with his other hand, he tugged and played with your nipple while letting go just to take a gentle squeeze to your whole breast. you’re thighs shook as your orgasms reaches closer and you grabbed the coller of levi’s loose shirt for support. “‘s becoming too much princess? you wanna cum all over my fingers?” he spoke in a gentle and low tone, making you nod eagerly to his question. “How cute, shit—if only I could do this everyday.”

➸ armin arlot.

armin armin armeeen! <3 you already know what kind of man he is. his partner’s pleasure is a priority he takes very seriously, from letting you choose the position to making sure you orgasm first before he spills his seed inside you. he gives you princess treatment even after sex, not letting up until you knock out from exhaustion. he fucks you like your a goddess, hitting every sensitive spot in your while singing his praises. he wants, no, needs to see you cum around his cock as it’ll make the night worth it. he won’t lie, seeing you whimpering and shamelessly getting off to him servicing you never fails to push him over the edge and nearly fuck a baby in you. this man is a keeper!

“t-this good enough for you..?” armin sighed, watching you take in his dick inch by inch until you’ve completely sat down on it. “y-yeah..fuck you’re huge..!” you whined out, grabbed his thighs and trying your best to move while the overwhelming pleasure had you shaking. the blonde placed his hands on the plush of your hips, firmly holding it as he lifted you up from his cock before slamming you back down on it. a yelp tore from your throat, nails digging into the flesh of his thigh and your eyes screwed shut from the sharp pleasure. “right there! armin fuck..!” you mewl as he guided your hips, slamming his cock in and out of you at the pace you desired the most. his blue eyes peered through his bangs as he grew redder and redder from the expression you wore so beautifully. mouth parted open in an ‘o’ shape with slightly arched eyebrows, pink washed over your face with red sitting right on your cheeks. fuck, he was insatiable. “yes..just like that love, just like you wanted. always taking it like the good girl you are. ♡”

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[scumbagjaeger]

SNK MEN AS GAMERS

starring: Eren, Jean, Armin, Connie, Porco

rating: sfw! 18+

note: I love my greasy gamer men oh lord. This is my first set of hcs so let me know your thoughts or if you have others you'd like to see! I didn't include some of the other guys (Levi, Erwin, Reiner, etc) because let's be real they wouldn't understand video games lmfao

EREN:

So loud (duh)

League? Dota? Five Nights at Freddy's? Minecraft? Stardew Valley?! Yelling. Either at his opponents or at his teammates (mostly Jean) or something

Doesn't realize when he's being too loud until hours later when he takes a break to pee and notices you've been doing homework

He'll wince and kiss your head. "Shit, sorry, babe. I'll be quiet for the rest of the night I swear."

He isn't quiet for the rest of the night omg

Usually very focused when it comes to MOBAs, unless Jean is involved

Literally everyone is allowed to make mistakes except for Jean

One time, Jean walked in front of Eren's character while he was using his ultimate attack ONE TIME and Eren still won't let him live it down

Twitch streams casually, mostly DOTA/League, but also has a Minecraft world with the other boys

"Hey, babe, how about you come and support me from under my desk?" he likes to tease you when your homework is finished (or when you've given up for the night)

He's just joking (unless you're down). He mostly just says it to get a rise from the others

Jean's fake-gagging can be heard through Eren's headphones and Connie's begging Eren to please never speak again

"Shut up, guys. You just wish you had a girlfriend like (y/n)"

If you plan on spending the night at his apartment, he's definitely going to be on his computer with the boys

If he notices you're upset by the time he's done he will definitely make it up to you by being extra affectionate while you get ready for bed

Whenever he loses a couple matches he'll be extra intense during sex, and he might be more needy/desperate for your touch afterwards too what a baby

JEAN:

...the worst at MOBAs

Only plays with them because they need a consistent fifth member

He tries really hard! A for effort!

Kind of a dad when it comes to games with his friends because he's used to solo games? Talking during matches is new to him

Talks to himself A LOT while playing because he's not used to people hearing him

"Jean, please shut up I'm trying really hard to save both of us right now :)" -Armin like twice a night

Jean knows he has an attractive voice so he kind of performs whenever you two play together

Tons of "what a good girl" and "great job, princess. You're doing so well for me" while you collect iron ore with him in Minecraft LMAO he does this in hopes of getting laid

Embarrassed to talk to you on call with the boys (because Eren would never let him live it down ha ha) but every now and then if you bring him a water, he'll grab your hand and kiss your wrist, muttering "thanks, Princess" and suffering through whatever Eren and Connie chirp at him.

Would cherish playing games with you! Loves the sims and Minecraft

Knows he can get in the zone™ and will play for hours, but makes an effort to respect you and your time together!

Will always be down to play games with you (it's his way of bonding with you/spending quality time together), but he will also quit mid-match to watch a movie or do something with you

One time he quit during a game of DOTA because your stomach hurt and Eren called him SCREAMING

Will call the other boys virgins for making fun of him whenever he signs off early to go to bed with you, very proud of your relationship and talks about it with the boys a lot (or more like at them, just so happy to talk about the day you spent at the museum, or the new coffee place you tried, etc)

If he's getting smoked by an opponent he'll take it personally, getting way too offended by the twelve year old he's arguing with, do he'll roast the kid and brag about having a super hot girlfriend, and then get demolished in-game by said kid

ARMIN:

The best at every video game. The traditional gamer boyfriend

Has the tinted glasses that help reduce eye strain, stays up all night playing video games oh lord

Will show you games like Sid Meier's Civilizations 6 and gets so excited!!

"(y/n) look! Each leader has different attributes with their culture and historical background!" he's so cute

But if you get confused in a game good luck

He's a great teacher at everything...except video games

"What do you mean you don't understand why the barbarians keep killing you? You're attacking them with scouts and they have spears, sweetie"

It just comes so easily to him and he can't comprehend how you don't get the basic mechanics of these games

Is always the MVP during their match games because he just "does his job"

Extremely attractive to listen to and watch while he's in a match with the boys, he's be so casually doing a hundred things and can still communicate with Jean and tell him how to coordinate his attack's with Connie's AoE (area of effect)

Probably the most forgetful when it comes to you and your plans together? Only when video games are involved this man is DEDICATED otherwise!

His excuse is that it's really hard for the five boys to find time to play! Do you really want him to be the only guy not online? Can't the movie wait one more hour? So he can play another round?

If he sees he's upset you or that you've started the movie without you he'll just slip under the blankets next to you on the couch and apologize, promising that he's all yours for the rest of the night

Insists you play Minecraft together and will collect flowers for you (and then will surprise you irl with flowers ahh)

Will get hard if you refer to him by his gamertag hahahahahaha

CONNIE:

Okay so he's a streamer let's get one thing straight

Fairly decent following, plays a variety of games for his streams (but not League/DOTA because their team sucks hahah)

I don't have many hcs about him as a team member for their DOTA/League matches, but he's always cracking jokes and keeping things light. Usually support, not the best but definitely not the worst yk?

Probably the shittiest type of loser though!! When he starts to lose he just gives up and fucks around

Losing their DOTA match? Why don't we go fuck around and bother Jean for a bit

Plays scary games and will make you watch, then makes you check the closet before you go to bed

Every time he sees a female/love interest in a game he goes "eh they're mid, NOTHING compared to (y/n)"

One time he didn't think you heard him so he said it again, louder, but then he realized you weren't even in the house you were out with your parents oops

Doesn't get emotional when it comes to games? "They're not real characters bro"

When he has plans to game with the boys you can tell because he can be super impatient lol

But he doesn't mean to be!! He just knows that they'll be waiting for him, that's all

He loves you so much and loves spending time with you, but he promised he'd be online by 7:00 and it's 7:03, but it's fine

Doesn't even do it in a shitty way! He won't try and make you leave whatever shop you're at he's just excited to play when he gets back, is all

He will play what're game you want to play, but hesitates when you ask to be on his streams?

That's the online time he gets insecure about how he's behaving while on-stream otherwise he doesn't give a fuck

He wants to impress you so bad omg

Also worried about your safety and well-being

He knows you can handle the bad comments and you can brush them off (and if you can't, he's there for you with ice cream and your favorite movie), but he feels so helpless, like he can't protect his girl

But ultimately if you want to be on camera he brings an extra chair over (and lets you get the comfy one)

You'll bring dinner over while he's gaming and he'll kiss you quick, saying "Thanks, mama", and will say things like "guys, isn't (y/n) the best?"

PORCO:

First of all he's probably the odd man out of this group lmaoo

But they needed a fifth member of their team and he's my favorite so

Angry like Eren, but not as loud? Usually just more grumpy than anything? And similar to Armin he just tries to go in and do his damn job, so he's a decent member of their playgroup

Connie and Eren's fans like Porco and his voice but he's scared about making his own channel because he thinks he'd embarrass himself

Is very flattered by all the female attention he gets from his friends' streams, but doesn't get why that bothers him?

It's not the attention that bothers you, but it's the fact that he doesn't mention the fact that he's in a relationship? He tells you "it hasn't been brought up organically yet"

After sleeping on the couch he does mention it next time Connie streams and says he is very happy with you

Eren calls him a simp and Jean asks if you're standing behind him with a knife or something

He's a pro at multitasking between the games and you. A pro at muting his mic and chatting with you casually in between playing and talking with his team like their lives are at stake

If this is in a college AU/setting, he's online the least because he "has a life"? He is ashamed as his identity as a gamer but once he knows you really love him he embraces that part of him more <3

Honestly I can't see him as a big solo player game, unless it's like FIFA or some other sports game. Or GTA lmaoo

Will play Minecraft with you but builds the shittiest houses ever?? And dies so much you end up carrying him

I bet he loves to gossip lmaoo

After a night of gaming he'll help you paint your nails and complain about how Eren costed them a match by trying to get revenge on one player instead of going for the win

He's also a great listener and will let you complain to him about any workplace drama or anything you want to talk about, really. He remembers all of your coworkers names

He's really good at painting your nails and likes doing it because it reminds you "how skilled he is with his fingers" and maybe he likes seeing your freshly manicured nails wrapped around him too

Is extremely passionate in bed but is 10x more cocky if they won a match thanks to him, or if he played a big part in their success!

Thanks for reading! Feel free to drop an ask for more!

[arlerts-angel]

the way i forgot to reblog this

red is my favorite color flag 😃👍

toxic!armin head canons

author’s note: this fr has been a long time coming. it took a while to gather my thoughts lmao. he can’t be sweet all the time, right??😭

warning: modern au. toxic characteristics — obsession, jealousy, possessiveness. gaslighting.

18+ ONLY MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

we're not gonna look away from armin's whole underlying character trait of being a known manipulator. he is going to gaslight you.

armin starts his mind games as a last resort. when he's desperate to have his way. when he's being back into a corner, and you're holding your ground in an argument or disagreement. when you're winning and he's losing. he'll play into his unfortunate-baby face-sweet-boy persona and say, "i'm only telling you/doing this because i love you!" armin slaps, "I don't know what you want me to do." at the end of most arguments because he knows it will make you quit arguing out of pure frustration.

we can all agree armin goes through your phone

he immediately clicks on iMessage to see who you’ve been texting. snoops through everything. pictures, contacts, notes. all of it. armin goes all up in your private dm’s, discord, looks through your snapchats. who you’ve been sending tiktoks to. he’s so extra, he even scrolls on your social media timelines. your dash. your fyp. just to see what you’re always looking and giggling at bc who is making you laugh if it’s not him ? arminknows he won’t find anything and that you would never do anything behind his back. but he looks anyway and holds his breath just in case. and, if he does find something he doesn’t like, he will confront you about it and not even address the bigger question

major attachment issues. in bold, italics and regular size font.

the root cause being his parents died when he was really young and was only raised by his grandpa who worked all the time. /: armin definitely has mommy issues. he's very anxious to pleasure you and do everything you want him to bc a.) he's hopelessly devoted to you b.) for some reason he think it'll make you love him more. armin will get really attached to you after the first date, and everything in your relationship moves quickly. he says i love you first. 3 months into the relationship you’re moving in together. engaged after 1 year, married 6 months later. he’s sensitive and in tune with everything you’re doing and feeling and saying. the slightest change in your voice, oh you must be mad at him. when you're literally just tired and have 0 energy, he must be annoying you. armin needs regular reassurance and validation. he will straight up ask “do you still love me?” at least once a day.

armin gets jealous so. so easily.

armin thinks he's not good enough for you and that you deserve someone who can do the things he can't, while simultaneously not being able to bear the thought of you being with another man. he views other guys as a threat and is off-putting on purpose. he goes through your followers and interactions daily and reports guys who leave compliments and thirsts. he gives guys dirty looks when he see's them obviously looking at you. will ask trap questions like "would you still be with me if you could start your life over?" armin is well liked among your girlfriends but makes no effort with your guy friends, and has succeeded in distancing you from a few of them. he disguises ultimatums as open communication. armin's jealousy is a delicate spectrum.

he's very possessive of you.

you're his everything and he wants everyone to know that. you're so gorgeous, he's not gonna hide you away. armin recognizes that you're your own person, and you can show off however you'd like. as long as he's somewhere in the background. he encourages that you tag him in all your posts. he fights for his life trying to convince you to let him come with you while you go out with your friends and he wins most of the time. but when he has to stay home, he stays up and waits for you, he double/triple texts and asks when you'll be home even though you made a point to give him a timeframe. and don't even be 5 minutes late because armin already has seventy-five questions lined up. if he's feeling extra silly, he'll start a fight over text. 🤪

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[jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd]

NSFW AoT boys x reader and how they would respond to trying “No Nut November”

no nut november

ft: eren, connie, levi, jean, erwin, porco, zeke, armin

cw: smut ? but it’s pretty tame- not really descriptive

18+ MDNI NSFW

eren thinks no nut november is stupid and a made up thing meant to make virgins feel better about themselves. he doesn’t care about participating it in it. especially when he has you. eren doesn’t make it past the first day of november without tearing your clothes off and finishing inside of you.

connie’s pretty into no not november- mainly because of destroy dick december. despite being a yearly player, he never makes it through the month successfully. what fails him this year is you in a pair of black leggings- he can’t help it. he begs you to let him fuck you and you give in, november claiming yet another loser.

when you brought the idea up to levi, he scoffed. he thinks it’s the most ridiculous thing in the world and he won’t be partaking. he’s going to fuck you whenever and wherever if you’ll let him. he cuts the conversation short by pulling you onto his lap, mumbling something like “i’d fail over and over when it comes to you” into your ear.

jean insists that no nut november is easy, that you just have to have control. and he claims he does. he does pretty good for the first week, you’ll give him that. determined to make him fail, you start sleeping in just a small shirt and underwear. jean cant stand your teasing anymore and decides to fuck you raw after a particularly tough day, november claiming another victim.

erwin takes it a little too seriously. he’s never heard of it until you brought it up to him the other day. interested, he decides to partake in it. and he fucking exceeds, much to your dismay. but as soon as december strikes, he doesn’t waste a minute more. he rams into you for hours with an ungodly amount of stamina for someone who was just practicing abstinence.

zeke thinks it’s a fun idea, as long as you join him in it. thinking it’ll be easy, you agree. turns out you both spend the entirety of november teasing the fuck out of each other, each being too stubborn to lose. zeke makes it a week before he’s quite literally on his knees begging you to get him off.

armin would like to try it. he doesn’t make you participate. he just does it to see how strong-willed he is. but that doesn’t stop him from getting you off. not being able to cum means not being able to fuck you, and he can’t stand it. so he eats you and fingers you daily, making sure you’re getting off. he can’t keep his hands to himself.

porco’s too confident in his ability to make it through the month. it’s all fun and games until he wakes up in the middle of the night with a throbbing boner. not thinking, he gently wakes you up and you two wind up having sex. it’s not until you’re cuddling after does he realize that he’s just lost.

reiner says fuck that. he won’t be participating. he hates the idea so much. you’re his girlfriend and if he wants to fuck you, he will. just for the hell of it, he pushes you up against a wall everyday, slamming you full of his cum. if this is no nut november, you’d hate to see destroy dick december. or love it.

bertholdt wants to partake in it for the ‘nostalgia’ of it all. but ultimately, he caves in because the desire for you is too great. you make him fail by wearing a low cut shirt and nonchalantly bending over to grab something, revealing too much cleavage. you wind up on your knees with his fingers in your hair.

please check out my jean fic 🤍

[phantomsies]

die for me • a. artlert - kinktober part one

“..once I get inside, you’ll wanna die for me..”

kink: drug play

📝 other themes and things: producer/artist!armin, fem!black reader, drug use (coke use, percs in nether regions, you get my drift), fingering him for .2 seconds, mirror play, choking, oral sex (m. receiving), backshots, heavy kissing, squirting, spit play, pet names, prone bone

wc: 2.2K

📃 foreword: hi lovelies! just wanted to say thank you for allowing me to start fresh and supporting my work/transition throughout all of this. Also, being patient with me bc I’ve been slow as hell about posting again!

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euphoria. It’s a feeling of excitement that manifests in different forms..a sensation achieved by the best experiences. Some get there by taking substances, others through thrill seeking. And for Armin Artlert?

“Oh God…yeah, that’s it, beautiful. All the way down…”

it was the fulfillment of his carnal desires…a constant high he’d chase with liquor or whatever narcotic he was choosing to divulge in for the evening. Just one of his many, less than savory vices. He knew it wasn’t a lifestyle he could maintain forever..and hell, it may even catch up to him sooner rather than when he’d like. But for now, he was enjoying the chaotic ride and every bump it had to offer along the way.

“Ahh!—fuck…good girl. Now hold it..I know you can do it, baby. Just take that dick to the back of your throat f’r me..all the way.”

it was an evening like the many others (y/n) (l/n) spent in the company of the famed producer and notorious bachelor. You’d spent the entirety of your day seated in a high chair as makeup brushes patted your gorgeous face. That delicate crown filled with luscious, kinky curls sat atop your head and was styled for a photoshoot. It was in the midst of a break that you’d return to your dressing room, greeted by a dozen roses..along with the charming smile of your beau. He was adamant on the fact that he despised interrupting your work but he truly couldn’t help but to sneak in some quality time with you. It was widely out of character for him and quite frankly, hell had a better chance of freezing twice over than Armin being monotonous! However, you’d invoked quite the change in him and it was so obvious, it was almost laughable. He’d inform you that he wanted you to finish up your job without pause but tonight, he’d be coming to scoop you up and he wanted you all to his lonesome.

fast forward, and that plan became reality. Now here you were..being all but defiled on his bedroom floor as you sat with your thighs slightly spread and upright on your knees. Saliva had pooled and trickled down from your mouth to those plump breasts he adored. Your pretty face practically smeared with spit and his precum. A beautiful, delicious mess, all of his creation and he loved it.

“Here, open your mouth, beautiful.” “Mmmm..thank you...”

With that, he greeted you with another lob of spit whilst gently tugging your head back. That’s when you’d begin to devour that thick cock whole..from the base to the tip with little resistance. Swallowing every inch and allowing him to hollow out your throat as if it were nothing. It was no unbeknownst secret to him that you were pretty damn freaky of your own volition. Hell, there were instances that you’d made him tap out but you were on an entirely different wavelength at the moment. You were practically insatiable and Armin was enjoying every waking second of it! A grin would stretch from ear to ear on the producer’s face when you’d take his shaft into your palm and stroke it. Meanwhile, your lips suctioned around those swollen balls, alternating between them to place gentle kisses and licks along the veined perimeter.

“You’re such a good slut for me, baby. Oh my gosh, I love you..you’re going to make me come so hard, I swear..” his tone was almost desperate and whiny as you continued on. But perhaps, the best was yet to happen when he felt a foreign sensation emit throughout his body. Those gorgeous brown eyes had become dilated and you were practically unstoppable.

“Am I making you feel good, daddy? Like when I spit on this fucking dick for you?”

“Yes, sweetheart. You’re doing fucking amazing. Make sure you get all that precum too..”

So much so, that your head would completely lower onto his shaft, taking the entire thing down your throat and holding it in place with minimal gagging. You’d stay there for a few seconds longer before coming up and emitting heavy strings of saliva with you. Once you did so, strings of your bodily fluids would seep down his pelvis and once it did, you’d use that makeshift lubricant to tease his other entrance.

“Fuuuck! Baby… ‘S so good..swear I should marry you right now.”

Nearly reducing him to a babbling mess. Constantly doting on you as you awoke all of his carnal desires. Exploring and opening his eyes to things he’d never experienced. He’d had his fair share of sexual encounters but there wasn’t one girl who’d ever pushed the boundaries the way you had. He had fallen in love all over again at that moment. One could even chock it up the heightened sensitivity you gained when taking drugs. It were almost as if both of you were in another reality and completely out of your heads. He’d even sniffle a few times, wiping his nose from the powdery substance he’d consumed earlier. You on the other hand, had been given a pink tablet that had melted on your tongue and since, (y/n) had lost all sense of morality and self control. The only thing on your mind was fucking him until he passed out and vice versa.

What was even more attractive was that you hadn't stopped moaning around his shaft and stroking your clit since you’d been down there. Becoming increasingly more aroused and soon, you’d need something to fill that ache in your womb. Fingering yourself hadn’t been quite sufficient, despite your orgasm already. With a deviant grin on your face, you’d begin to giggle and lob more saliva around the entire area; even making slurping motions on his that sensitive sack.

“Yeah? I’ll really let you do whatever you want to me then.” Ironic considering that you had already surpassed limits that other girls wouldn’t dare. That’s when he’d lean forward and place a deep kiss onto your lips, shoving his tongue into your mouth and clutched your throat in the process.

“That’s very..very good to know. Here, do me a favor and crawl over to the mirror, sweetheart. I’ve gotten something for you.”

suddenly, you were on all fours..swaying your hips as you followed his instructions. Like a lynx in the wild who couldn’t be tamed. His view was consumed with that round, plump ass and those fat pussy lips in the back and it was enough to make his cock twitch once more. Coated in precum and spit, Armin stroked himself, bucking his hips up into his palm before joining you on the floor. His knees were grazed by the furry carpet whilst he mounted behind you. The giant reflective glass perfectly captured both of your expressions in that moment. Grinning from ear to ear, completely dazed but certainly not confused. You both knew exactly what you wanted. Those pupils had become dilated and the surrounding areas bloodshot…

“Look at you..so perfect. You have no idea how beautiful you are, baby…” it was whilst he was talking, the desperate blonde reached over and retrieved another small baggy from the bed. It was just one of many substances he’d procured for the evening. Affectionately dubbing them his ‘party favors’. He’d usher you to back up against him as he maneuvered so that he was somewhat positioned underneath you. With your thighs spread to the opposite side of his own and that ass placed atop his crotch, Armin would place a hand into the center of your back to ensure that it was slightly arched.

“There we go, sweetheart…keep it just like that.”

Meanwhile, he’d run a singular thumb between your wet folds and that puckering asshole. All of it was so perfectly on display for him. Sucking his teeth, the famed producer would go on to extract the pill from the baggy before teasing it against that other entrance. It took a moment for you to get acclimated but it didn’t take long for the sensation to kick in. That puckering hole accepted it with ease and immediately began to take effect. Strings of your arousal were already leaking but once he inserted that tiny tablet, you were practically insatiable. That dazed expression on your pretty face became all but a permanent fixture…drool seeped from the corner of your mouth and your pupils remained glossed over.

“G-aghhh…I love it..makes me so fucking wet..”

Armin, becoming ecstatic at the sheer sight alone uttered a laugh as he navigated your hips until that dripping cunt was positioned right above the aching tip of his cock. “Yeah, you always did like these…I swear you’re the only person who would let me do some shit like this.” “Well you’re the only man I’ve met, willing to do it..so I guess it works out.” The two of you exchanged another set of laughs before the real action began.

“Can I put it in now, angel?..”

“I’d be pissed if you made me wait any longer..”

“Somebody’s eager..that’s my girl. Now stay still.”

foaming both at the mouth and entrance to be stuffed full of him, (y/n) would take a glance back and await his next move. Suddenly, you’d find yourself releasing a loud moan and arching your back even further as that swollen tip penetrated your hole. The initial feeling was like none you had ever experienced..it always was as if it were the first time with Armin. Hell, that’s just how amazing the sex was. But it was something about those substances coursing your veins and adding fuel to the fire that hit differently. In a matter of seconds, you were both trembling but could not stop. Slowly but surely, he’d feed you deep yet rhythmic strokes, trying to maintain his composure.

“Oh my gosh…look at how wet you are already, sweetheart. This pussy’s so creamy.”

Just as you were beginning to become acclimated with those strokes, Armin would increase his speed and begin to feed you more rhythmic thrusts. His hips snapping against your backside as he dug his nails into your flesh. The collision of that thick ass made it all but impossible for him to maintain his composure.

“Mmmmph..that dick feels so good..so deep in me..”

“Yeah? I’m not even in your spot yet and you’re already dripping. Might have to feed you some of this shit more often, baby.”

the soft whine escaping your lips as your head tilted back and it allowed him the opportunity to coil his hands around your throat. It was then that you were met with a slight hinge of aggression. Not in a violent or mean way but it was stemming from the fact that he was overstimulated. Those drugs were coursing through your systems at rapid speed so any sensation you felt was increased tenfold. Every thrust, every thrash, every touch and every glide in and out of those wet folds were driving him crazy! The same applies to you..every stroke became far more intense than the last and that ball of climatic energy began to swell in the pit of your stomach, ready to burst at any second. Strings of dripping warmth began to stain his exposed thigh and the carpet underneath your clashing bodies. Before long, those minimal droplets would expand to a large puddle as he caught a glimpse of your face in that mirror…you’d watch your own reflection as your body jolted around and suddenly your eyes were at the back of your head.

“Shit! I’m fucking coming!..”

“Theeeere we go, sweetheart. Squirt on that fucking dick..good girl.”

Whilst you released a heavy stream of warm juices, Armin would keep a light grasp on your hips as he allowed you to ride out your orgasm. Those sweet moans and shrill cries pooled out along with those divine droplets of your bodily nectar. It wasn’t long before you’d find yourself writhing around underneath his entire body weight though…as he had maneuvered you into a prone bone position shortly after. Pinning those wrists behind your back, Armin would then plank himself atop of your trembling frame; bucking those hips against the rippling flesh of your ass. The sight of that recoil alone was enough to make him reach his own peak. But alas, he’d maintain his stride a little bit longer. After all, neither of you had any plans of quitting any time soon…the adrenaline of the moment and the influence of those substances were keeping you both amplified beyond what should have been normal human capacity. But perhaps, the strongest one of all flowing throughout your veins was pure, unadulterated lust!..an insatiable desire for one another that couldn’t be kicked with the strongest of rehabilitation. It was a night that had only reached its beginning stages and who knew what lay in wait next…

“I’m gonna play in all these pretty holes, baby…I don’t give a fuck how long it takes. Not gonna stop until we pass out..you know how I like it.”

and it was a venture that you were looking more than forward to!

[seredelgi]

Do they get jealous?/ AOT x fem!reader

featuring: Eren Jaeger, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirstein, Connie Springer, Reiner Braun, Erwin Smith, Levi Ackerman

tw: kissing, possessive behavior, jealousy, implied/referenced sex, implied/referenced oral, fem!receiving

Does Eren? Oh yeah, and childishly so, too. You know it the second you turn around from the counter, you could just feel Eren’s eyes on you when the tall cute barista flashed you a charming smile as he handed you your drinks. So of course you’re met with your boyfriend's cold green gaze, waiting patiently for you to hand him the drink and sit beside him on the chair of the pub you’re at. 

“ Were you having fun?” he utters, and you almost miss it amid the blasting music it’s playing in the background.

“ What?” you feign ignorance, prompting him to lean into your space, invading it with his fragrance as he whispers in your ear:

“ Does he know you’re mine?” a hand of his brushes down your bare back, covering it with goosebumps, and it rests at your hip, squeezing it tightly in his hold.

You roll your eyes and playfully retort “Well, he does now”

Armin does, but he would never tell. He masks it with concern and asks you casual questions. It’s honestly amusing, ‘cause you can sense it almost immediately by the way he sighs beforehand, and then exhales:

“So who’s that guy you were with? Was he bothering you?” he circles your shoulders and you walk beside him towards your apartment.

“ Who, Matt?” you laugh, immediately aware that he’s detected a menace of some sort “ He’s new at work and the boss asked me to let him shadow for a bit, he’s actually very funny”

As soon as he saddens you can’t take it, you have to clarify “And very gay, too”.

“ Oh” he suddenly reddens and squeezes you closer to him “ Well, thank God”

There’s no way around it, honestly. Jean is possessive. He has many great qualities: always treats you right, brings you flowers, takes you to the best restaurants, and loves to eat you out. But the man just can’t help it. To him, everyone is a menace. You often have to reassure him that it’s all in his head and that every man on the planet is certainly not out to take you away from him.

However, when they ogle you down the streets his temper gets a hold of him before you can, and you’ll find him spitting at them “ What’s up man? Wanna take a picture?”. It’s enough to scare them off, and it’s honestly hilarious.

Connie’s the type of man to take pride in the way other guys look at you. He basks contently in the knowledge that you’re his, and whoever wants to take a look certainly can, just as long as they keep their hands to themselves. It’s funny to him, and it brings a cheeky smile to his face whenever someone’s being very obvious while checking you out. That’s when he circles an arm of his around your shoulders and pulls you in, whispering on your lips.

“ Wanna give them a show?” 

You nod enthusiastically, honestly simply eager to get unwanted attention off of you. As soon as that’s accomplished, you will restore your no-kissing in public ban, maybe.

Reiner is a confident man. Confident in everything but you, that is. It’s not like he doesn’t feel loved by you, let’s be clear, but he’s too afraid of losing you, and he won’t take any chance. He won’t let anyone else be in your mind that way, not even for a second.

So if a guy talks to you flirtily or makes an appreciative comment to you in his presence, you can rest assured that Reiner will take it in his hands to remind you just how good he can make you feel. 

You have no time to rid yourself of heels or earrings that night, he will have you spread on his bed as soon as he wills it, and he will bury his face between your thighs before you can even begin to protest. By the time he starts to work his magic on you, he certainly won’t hear any more complaints.

Erwin gets jealous alright, but he just hates to admit it, and it’s honestly so entertaining. He won’t talk to you all night, giving you the silent treatment the whole ride back home. You’ve come to understand where his mind goes over the years, so you now don’t mind. You just sit back in your seat and enjoy the calm before the storm, because as soon as he’s got a hold of you he won’t let you go. He will address the issue shortly and then start his payback with his hand closed around your throat, with whispers of how much you’ll regret touching another man’s arm like that, because you know exactly what it does to him, because you love how he bends you over the kitchen counter and claims you back.

Levi’s not the type to get jealous, no. Worried, however, that he gets, and you do pity the men that have made the error of mistreating you over the years. He usually just sits back and watches amusingly whoever thirsts over you at the club, as you’re dancing and laughing it off with your friends. But as soon as so much as a hand dares to slap your ass, or even worse, if anyone tries to take hold of you, you merely have the time to try and wiggle away from them, before Levi’s hand comes to rest on their shoulder, and he doesn’t have to speak to let them know to piss off.

What names do they like being called in bed?

How do they take you?

What's their love language?

So what about the way they kiss you?

How do they take compliments, then?

What gets them going?

And what pet names do they use the most?

What about JJK men?