#Attack On Titan x reader

[leviismybby]

"Stay still you little shit." Levi says trying to feed your son, the baby makes a grumpy noise, his little eyebrows frown together. That causes Hange who is sitting next to you to laugh. "They are one and the same!" They comment on how your son looks exactly like his dad and there is no denying it, you have a Levi and then you have a mini Levi next to him. He gently tries to feed the spoon to the baby but your son instead spits his food out. Levi looks towards you, it's clear that he needs some help with the infant. You smile and approch them. "Here look, bunny." The baby looks at you, a gummy little smile on his face, you try to feed him and it works. "Really?" Levi looks at his son, the boy was happily letting his mom feed him.

"I am not good at this stuff. It was easier when he was fed from the damn bottle." Levi says, sulking in his seat as you continue to feed the child. "Nothing to do with it, he just prefers me for now." After feeding, you tried to get the baby out of the high chair but he instead reached his little arms out to his father, Levi immediately took the baby rocking him in his arms. Your sons little head leaned on him, eyelids closing as he drifted off to sleep. Smiling at the sight, you touch Levi's arm. "You're an amazing dad. You know that, right?" You can tell that he can get insecure when the baby prefers you at times, Levi never had a stable father figure in his life this was all new to him but he was trying his best. He looks at you then at the little bundle that's snuggled up to him in his arms. ".....I know."

[ackerink]

levi loves staring at your wedding ring, ever since getting married he's been obsessed with it and by extension; more obsessed with you. in a way, it makes him more possessive than before. you're his and he's yours, simple.

anyone who's possibly interested will be deterred at the sight of the gorgeous, shiny jewels and smooth silver band. it's only been a month into your marriage yet he feels like he's ready for the next steps.

[imsryyimlate]

cute librarian law headcanons! do you mind making librarian levi?

of course!

librarian!levi makes sure that any person who goes to his library puts their books back to their rightful home and wipe down the table and chair they used.

librarian!levi secretly likes poetry.

librarian!levi is obsessed with detail and order. everything in his library has to meet his expectations, otherwise the person who caused the disorganization is banned from it.

librarian!levi’s desk is immaculate - no clutter, no stray papers. everything has its place.

librarian!levi has a step-stool in every aisle.

librarian!levi never raises his voice. his mere presence is enough to make even the loudest visitor quiet down.

librarian!levi hired three around the clock janitors to keep his library top notch clean. some people think it’s ridiculous to have that many, but levi values cleanliness over books because without a clean environment, the books are considered filthy.

[cl0udyk1ki]

YUMYUMYUM‼️‼️

I will be spending an ungodly amount of time devouring these... XADEN AND AZRIEL TOO?? FOAMING AT THE MOUTH

☆ 22 wishes, 22 bots! ☆

today’s the day! 22 years old! to celebrate, i have complied 22 bots of all of your requests. i know i’ve slowed down on making them since starting my career, but i still love making these bots for you all! come celebrate with me today by chatting with a fictional character for just a moment :)

☆ Attack on Titan ☆

Levi Ackerman

✘| levi thinks he’s ruined your birthday

✘| “i need you” - levi yearns for you

✘| levi’s little civvie - a civilian cafe owner catches levi’s attention

✘| mind and heart at war - marleyan levi struggles between his duty and his desire to keep you safe

✘| the governor’s heir visits the underground - old money x underground levi

✘| the first “i love you” - levi accidentally says he loves you

✘| “ma chèrie, there’s much to learn” - in which you have a lot to learn about your husband

✘| sometimes sorry isn’t enough - levi notifies you of a sibling’s death in battle

✘| he’s your trainer for dauntless initiation - divergent au

Erwin Smith

✘| the king and his newly betrothed - royalty au where erwin and the user become betrothed to save their kingdoms

☆ Love and Deepspace ☆

Sylus and Zayne

✘| date mistake -you forgot you invited both sylus and zayne over on the same day…

☆ Fourth Wing ☆

Xaden Riorson

✘| your squad leader teaches you to fight - second-year xaden x first year user

✘| xaden has to leave for the front lines

Dain Aetos

✘| “i thought i’d lost you.”

✘| deceptive kisses - dain has been reading your mind everyday

☆ A Court of Thorns and Roses ☆

Azriel

✘| a not-so silent night at the House of Wind

note: i know i’m a few shy of 22. i’m still working on them! i’ll make a separate post for the last few. i think i caught a bit of a burnout as i was making them. thank you for your patience! (the last 6 are nsfw which makes it harder on me to write and keep them from being flagged by c.ai). love you all!! 🩵🫶🏻🤍

[merakidoll]

armin was the type of friend your boyfriend thought he would never have to worry about. armin was pretty, a pretty boy with pretty feminine features! red puffy cheeks, fat pink lips, doe eyes, and long blond lashes to tie everything in. he liked cropped shirts showing off his bling belly button ring, and abs. he liked tight things that showed his perfect figure, and armin loved having bling on his nails. bows, flowers, hello kitty, with a pretty light pink or blue color.

your boyfriend thought armin was harmless; in fact he thought he knew armin’s sexual orientation well. but was he so wrong, he began to be question why you no longer craved intimacy form him - to which he would be blown off with a simple “i’m busy.” you began to spend more and more time with armin, canceling plans with him to tend to armin but still he thought nothing of it. one night you wouldn’t answer him after yet again, leaving him for armin. he took that as an opportunity to show up. blending in with the darkness as he peeked through your window heart aching at the sight. while he thought armin didn’t like women - he didn’t, he loved them. there you were naked in the plush of your bed, your toes that were light blue in the same man he was so sure he didn’t have to worry about mouth.

he could hear your moans and the words you two shared the window doing nothing to hinder him from the sight. “m-minni please!” you begged. the suction around your toes making your pussy ache. “hold on baby” he spread your thick brown legs watching the wetness that stuck to your fat cunt and inner thighs. armin pushed your legs open, knees to your chest spiting on your clenching hole, and letting two fingers rub your clit, the gold bows shining. “y-yess” your eyes were low and burning to close. tears brimming at your water line as you bucked into his fingers bitting your lip. armin had a small smirk on his lip, moving his fingers and slapping your pussy making a little squirt dribble out of you.

his gripped his long skinny cock and tapped it against you making you both groan in unison. “you gonna do it mama?” your boyfriend’s ears perked, wondering what did he want you to do. his chest beat rapidly watching armin slid himself into you while he pinched your brown nipple. his own cock jerking in his pants at how fucked out you looked. he watched armin work his hips leaning down and kissing your lips. “say i-it baby” armin moved back to hovering over you and gripped your hips, fucking himself in you harder. “tell your minni what he wants to hear” your legs shook, your hand moving against his stomach to take some the pleasure away. “m-minnn ohmygod” squirt shot out of you again, but armin knew you could give him more.

one hand left your hips and started back rubbing your clit again making your mouth go into an o shape a silent scream falling from you. “tell me baby, then you can make a fuckin mess” your breath got caught in your throat as your pussy pulsed clenching down on him. “m’breakinggg up with himmm” squirt shot out going all over armin and your pink cover. armin smiled in victory, moving his cock to plunge into you softly. “g-gonna be mine forever” he stuttered out, quickly pulling out of you and jerking his pink cock to let out it’s orgasm on your pudgy stomach.

you and armin cuddled together, ignoring the pussy juices and cum that was all over your bodies. while you slept in armin’s arms, he looked towards the window and winked at your boyfriend, kissing your cheek as he did so.

[stxrrydreamss]

“Did you hit?” “She’s so bad.” “Was it good?”

“No. She fell asleep in my arms knowing she’s safe from guys like you.”

Armin, Jean, Levi, Kirishima, Izuku, Bakugo, Hawks, Aizawa, Gojo, Geto, Itadori, Megumi, Choso, Nanami, Xavier, and Zayne.

[adoresia]

back here again don’t mind me 🤗🤗

CHAPTER ONE  .  CYNEFIN 

tags ; emotional turmoil, not proofread, entirety of this chapter was broken into a series of late night yapping

See: heartbreak on the mound

The clang of iron ringing throughout your kitchen was brash and unforgiving as it travelled down the hall, invading your unconscious senses and bringing you back to a noisy, cruel life. It didn’t take much smarts to guess that Sasha and Connie were up to something in the kitchen again, no doubt attempting to fulfill their irrational hunger so early in the day. If you listened closely, you could hear an annoyed groan coming from a barely-sleeping Jean in the next room. 

Your eyes felt stiff as you pulled them open, barely willing yourself to resist the magnetic force pulling them shut. You blinked, bleary eyes adjusting to the light seeping in through your curtains as you processed the moment. A soft grumble left your cracked lips, and for a moment, that was the only noise. It was just you and the silky fabric of your bedding and the straps of your tank top falling down your shoulders, as if the chaos had all been a dream. But then there was another clang and a panicked shout and you were reminded that the mayhem was no sort of nightmare. 

Your feet met the ground with a gentle groan, hoping to remain unnoticed by the other inhabitants of this zoo exhibit for a moment longer. Far from bothered enough to compose yourself, you padded into the hallway. The noise grew nearer, voices choppy and holding the rasp of a nights sleep as they shot back and forth. 

“Look who decided to join us,” Jean quipped as you came into view, still sprawled haphazardly over your couch as he had been the night before. “You enjoying your peace and quiet? ‘Cause I didn’t.” 

You quirked a brow, biting back an amused smirk as you advanced further into the common area of your home. Your eyes caught on Sasha and Connie, who were playing a game of tug with a frying pan. There was a smear of powder over Sashas cheek—pancake mix?

“You know, Jean, you don’t have to be here. You could like—sleep at your own place, maybe?” you said, feigning sincerity. He met your eyes, unamused, watching you roll the sleep from your joints. 

“But what’s the fun in that?” 

You rolled your eyes. Your friends had a way of retorting in a way so illogical that there wasn’t a way to defend it, by now you’d simply stopped trying. It was a battle of egos, one not worth shedding blood for. “Shouldn’t you be preparing for your game?” 

He let out a long, drawled out sound of annoyance. “That’s not ‘till later. I’m gonna do well, anyway.” 

Humble, isn’t he? You responded with a half hearted hum and moved to the plush chair nearest you, legs beginning to ache from the sudden adjustment in weight. 

“Do we still have to go to that, Jean?” Connie cut in, momentarily pulling away from… whatever her and Connie were doing. She shook some baking mix from her hair and eyed him curiously, expression matching that of her grey haired companion. 

Jean’s face pulled up in what looked to be an exaggerated form of offense. “Of course you have to go! That’s a given. You guys can drop out of literally anything but that.” 

Jean is overly passionate and all too pushy about your attendance, and you’re holding in a groan because you know he’s only going to spend the entire time staring heart eyed into the crowd anyway. At the end of the day, though, he is your best friend. It’s not like your displays of affection are verbal nor are they physical—gentleness a foreign art yet to be learned by your worn hands, so you show up. That’s what you do. 

You’ve never been secure in your love language. It wasn’t a lack of fondness stunting your tenderness, no, it was anything but. No matter how much the words to express it simmered inside, crawling up your throat and boiling over, they never spilled. They remained an agonizingly concealed whisper, damned to the confines of your mind and never to be released. So to make up for it, you were there. Always there. You forever lingered where it mattered, whether that be the peripherals or the kisscam, eyes shining with fondness and lenses itching to capture the memory. On late nights, you’d look back to them. Maybe, if your emotional constipation didn’t lead to your downfall, the group of you could reminisce over your college days shared for years to come. 

And you’d be there. 

So, you peeled yourself from the chair that had just started to feel right and trotted over to the washroom. It was a wordless action, nobody even bothering to ask, instead silently anticipating the squeak of the pipes and the beating of water on ceramic. You would not only be present, you would look half decent while you did it. 

The water was hot against your back, searing your skin to ash and washing it down the drain. A sigh of relief left you at the feeling, shoulders decompressing and bones unwinding after the night's sleep had tied them in knots. 

It took five minutes to shower, five hours to support your friends in the only way you could, and it was a never ending cycle that had been going on for five years. Yet, with all of these fives constantly surrounding you in a mocking serenade, your circle was made of four. There was a gaping hole in your heart. It beat for five—Sasha, Connie, Jean, yourself, and… and the soul of another who had yet to come by. Eyes that you didn’t know the colour of were ones you’d one day stare into and see the final bit of purpose, see what swirled within and know it was destiny. You hoped so, at least. 

“y/n!” the sound of a sharp whine broke into the cage of your mind, sending your train of thought flying free in the wind. “You almost done?” 

“Yeah,” you called, voice feeling oddly strained. 

You left the washroom feeling unfulfilled. Your skin was clean and flushed from the heat, but your mind was crawling with the infectious bacteria that was your dwelling. But you didn’t have time for dwelling. You only had time for them. 

Wake up. Be present. Capture. Click. Repeat. 

:: 

The roar of the crowd was unfamiliar and suffocating, the simple act of weaving through webs of excited fans becoming treacherous and frantic with the addition of the invading noise. Everyone around you was buzzing with anticipation, the air nearly vibrating. You’d been to Jean’s games before, but this was different. This was the major league, not high school games at the park. There were probably thousands of people here, and yet somehow, they all seemed in their element. They all looked perfectly fitting for their seats in the bleachers, waving hats and banners alike. Every supportive shout knocked you further off your rocker, feeling your knees grow weaker with every step. You felt as if your moves were without purpose, the metal set of stairs you were descending from dipping beneath your feet and swallowing you whole. Not that anyone would notice if it did, anyway. Showing up didn’t seem to mean much when the population of a small town all did the same. 

By the time you joined Sasha and Connie in the front row, the masses had quieted. Their cries had dimmed to murmurs, the energy easing in intensity just a smidge. Sinking into your chair—too busy trying not to jump out of your own skin to worry about the uncomfortable rub of the plastic—was, at least a bit, relieving. 

“Took you long enough,” Connie spoke, muffled by the handful of popcorn stuffed into his mouth. The buttery fragrance swirled through the space between you and wafted into your nose, the way your stomach clenched in response a dull reminder of your choice to shower instead of eating this morning. 

You reached into the bucket with a grumble, eyes barely catching on the large that Sasha had acquired personally. It was difficult to even bat an eye anymore. Generously, Connie tilted it toward you, and you barely missed the concern creasing deeply between his brows. Maybe he was less than bright, but he knew you. He knew that your quick mouth and blunt exterior was a barely-upheld front that you guarded yourself with, evident in the way you pushed yourself for the sake of one game. He knew that you wanted to, really, but he wished you’d learn to balance the love between yourself and your friends. 

It seemed that the both of your minds had drifted away from the game at hand, only snapping back to the events within the atmosphere when the swift crack of ball against bat cut through the arena. Eyes immediately drawn to first base, everyone’s attention was captured on the brunette darting across the diamond. 

Except for yours. 

In the midst of your zoned out, half-intent watching, you’d noticed someone you found far more interesting at first glance. In the dugout, tucked behind a swarm of men in uniform was a head of golden hair. It shone against the overhead light like the sun itself, and although he stood lower than the rest, to you he seemed colossal. 

You were stopped mid chew, eyes narrowing at an attempt to observe him through the glass. His features were soft and meek, like he belonged at home, baking banana bread and humming sweet tunes by the fireplace. He looked out of place, the way he eyed the scene before him nervously, but the figures surrounding him seemed completely at peace (both with his behaviour and their impending contributions). His shoulders were tense as though instead of spending hours swinging bats, he’d spent it hunched over a desk, pen in hand. He had the sad eyes of a poet. 

Suddenly, those same vehemently dreary eyes were locking with yours. The world stopped spinning for a moment—the waving hands and clusters of people around you fading into slow moving assembles of the background. His lips parted, gentle and pink like a primrose, gaze boring into yours like he’d seen you a thousand times before. You couldn’t pull your eyes away out of the fear that if you did, you’d never get to find him again. This felt like a reunion of sorts, though it was the first meeting, and hopefully not the last. 

Later, when you snapped pictures for the school paper, you couldn’t help but seek out his form in the sidelines. A new sort of excitement built in you at the thought of bringing that to life once again—coursing through your veins and shaking your fingertips as you delicately printed the photos. 

Showing up to the next game had more purpose now. It wasn’t the chore required of you thanks to your inadequacy, it was hope. It was the faith in the return of your missing fifth, and that was enough to get you through the days between.

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[mommypieck]

⌗︙・asking them to put on a condom ⸜⸜・

jjk & aot

this can't be happening to him, it's just a joke you're playing on him. he can feel his eye twitching at your words but he mouth says, "okay, no problem." why don't you want him to fuck you raw? do you not trust him? he almost cries when he sinks into your pussy with the rubber around his cock. he can't even enjoy this. the only reason he's staying hard is because he loves you. it's so much discomfort for him. but if you want it, he's not gonna say anything. he just hopes you will let him cum on your body and not into the condom. he won't let his cum go to waste. this is for you happiness and he's not happy. he quickly pulls out to cum on your stomach, but he has a trick up his sleeve.he gathers some of it on his fingers to push it right into you.

- yuuji, gojo, eren, jean, yuuta

"i wouldn't mind if something happened." and by that he means he doesn't mind if you got pregnant. are you saying he has to fuck you with condom just so you don't get pregnant? is that what you mean? he knew the risk ever since you started fucking and that's the thing that drove him to fuck you good and hard. he's trembling at the thought of you carrying his children. people fuck to reproduce and he's one of the people. he doesn't have the motivation to fuck you now that he's wearing a condom. you can't get pregnant now. he's trying so hard to think that he's sliding bare against your walls. that he's doing this he can plant his seed inside of you. he cums with a disgusted whine, all of the cum is in the condom and you're not getting pregnant. he's gonna make sure to cut off the top so he can cum inside the next time.

- reiner, geto, choso, armin, erwin

"okay." he says, it's not a problem. you feel good no matter how. and asking for condom only shows that you are not reckless and care about your heath.

- nanami, megumi, levi

no

- toji

[daemontargaryenwhore]

He couldn't afford to lose another kid knowing he's going to lose one just for the battle to end.

[slvttyplum]

eren was like a puppy, whining when you would leave to go out, begging you not to go, his arms wrapped around you while you slipped your shoes on.

“please, just stay with me for today.” playfully pouting while you consoled him, you’ll be out late and not to wait up.

he hated how he felt whenever he saw you walk out the door; it pissed him the fuck off, his hands balling into a fist as he stayed put in your shared bedroom, eventually going to sleep.

after so many nights of having you stolen from him, he decided he was going to have you stay home whether you wanted to or not, with the best thing he could think of…

… fucking you.

at first it was a silly thing that you got roped into; you got tired after sex, you just couldn't help it. it wasn't until your friends would call and complain that they hadn't seen you in a few weeks that you realized what happened.

every time you were about to go out, eren would do the same routine, wrapping his arms around you and whining, hoping you'll just give in from how sad he sounded, but you never did, and when he saw there was no stopping you with his sadness alone, he would slide his hand under your clothes.

touching you in spots he knew you were sensitive to, his mouth on your neck, whispering how good you looked, his dick pressing up against you.

eren was going to get your attention one way or another; it didn't matter if he had to poke holes in your tires despite it being his car too or put seven inches inside of you; he was going to have you in that bed peacefully sleeping.

you fell for his trap every single time without realizing it.

"lets have you on top tonight." a grin on his face as he holds onto your hips, holding steady while you slide down on his dick, a small gasp escaping his lips pushing his hips up impatiently.

once he got started, god knows when he might stop. he took his time with you, stuffing you deep with everything you needed, his lips all over you and his hands roaming your body, admiring the way you looked on top of him.

the goal was to tire you out, and it worked every time. putting you in positions that he knew would make your legs crumble and your mouth dry, leaving no energy to do whatever it was that you and your friends did when out, the thought made his head hurt.

"eren, what time is it?" waking up to eren on his phone beside you with a smile on his face.

"3:04." he always got what he wanted, leaving you no choice but to go back to sleep.

[leviismybby]

You and Levi being secretly married until he reveals your marriage on accident...

Both of you decided that it was better that way, Levi didn't like people butting into his private life and he knew you didn't either. It's been about a year since you married and the only people that knew were Erwin and Hange. Levi was sitting in the mass hall, drinking his tea as you were eating next to him. His other hand was on your thigh, a gesture he does quiet often. He wasn't a big fan of public affection, but subtle touches were always appreciated. You sigh, still sore from last night. "You okay?" Petra, who is sitting opposite you asks, noticing that you were tired. "Oh, all good. I'm just a little tired, that's all." You smile at her, giving her a true yet vauge answer. She didn't need to know that Levi kept you up all night, fucking your brains out. You glare at Levi. "Right. I am not apologizing for having sex with my own wife." Levi says those words before he can stop them from coming out, Petra's head shoots in his direction, ears going red as she notices the mark on his neck. "....you two are married?" She asks, her eyes going wide. "Yes." Levi says. "No." You say. You two look at one another, way to go... Let's just say that in the less than a week, the whole headquarters knew.

[levenlike11]

''... and! did you know otters hold each other's hands while sleeping to not get carried away in the water? i think it's so adorable - they look so cute all cuddled up and sleeping like they're almost hugging their loved ones! i bet they feel so soft and fluffy too-''

they cup your face with both hands and stare into your eyes. just as you were opening your mouth to ask what's up, they press their lips on yours. when they pull back, after seeing your surprised face, they think you were annoyed at them kissing you without your consent.

''please forget this ever happened. i'm sorry.'' they pout.

''already forgotten then.''

they analyse your face intently, with a gaze that feels like they're staring into your soul instead of your eyes. confused and not knowing what to say,

''i enjoyed that.'' you smile.

''oh. okay then-'' they proceed to crash their lips on yours again.

───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────

nagi, rin (blue lock) levi, annie, hange (aot) todoroki, kirishima (mha) giyuu, tanjiro, obanai (demon slayer) megumi, geto, yuuta (jjk) draken (?) hakkai, yuzuha (tokyorev) kageyama, akaashi, kenma, suna, osamu (hq) and anyone else you'd like!

[shawtuzi]

imagine smoking out ur bfs!choso & armin and milking them at the same time….whew i just got chills

cw include: some drug use, oral m! receiving, overstimulation, milking, choso blacks out lmao ( boarder credit @/bernardsbendystraws)

“i feel like m’gonna fuckin’ p-pass out,” choso sniffled, hand trembling as he brought the almost finished blunt to his kiss bitten lips. his hips weakly bucked upwards to start fucking your hand, obnoxious shlicking noises echoing throughout the room—armin and choso’s shared dorm room to be exact.

armin was next to choso, practically melting into the bed as you continued to stroke his dick. shiny pearls of pre seemed to endlessly leak from his tip, creating an even bigger mess in your hand.

you were cockdrunk as ever, moaning around their dicks as you took turns taking their tips into your hot mouth. choso was the whiniest of the two no doubt, moaning and babbling about how good he was feeling like a bitch in heat—he was too cute :((

choso shakily brought the blunt to armin’s lips, teeth nibbling on his bottom lip as he watched armin french inhale the drug. “jesus you’re so—hah! m-messy y/nnnn,” just as armin finished his sentence you had deepthroated his cock, fresh hot tears now brimming at your lash line. his dick throbbed in your mouth, the two thick veins on the underside thrumming against your skillful tongue.

you pulled off his dick with a lewd pop! your focus now on choso’s full balls. choso sucked in a sharp breath, nearly dropping the blunt in the process. you sucked one of his balls into your mouth, internally cooing at choso’s pathetic, flushed face. “m’gonna cum baby,” choso’s voice cracked as he whined out to you, abs clenching as his fourth orgasm of the evening was approaching.

“m-me too,” armin slurred, throwing an arm over his eyes. you licked up the base of choso’s cock to the tip, sucking the reddened muscle greedily before moving onto armin, giving his dick the same treatment.

if the ppl living on choso and armin’s floor didn’t hate them before then they certainly did now, because the symphony of pornographic moans that could be heard were just straight up unholy. that’s why you loved smoking them out so much—they were a couple of screamers and you thrived for that shit.

choso flopped on his back, just like armin, his hips thrusting wildly into your hand. armin’s big hand rested on top of your head, gripping onto your hair as he fucked your throat raw. armin pressed his foot against your clothed cunt, grinning to himself when he felt your throat tighten around him.

“hah! hah! s-shittt,” armin damn near shouted, his thighs trembling as he finally released his fourth load down you throat. choso wasn’t far behind at all, his hips stuttering when you tightened your grip around his tip. ropes of his milky white release coated your hand, dripping from your knuckles and onto his shaking thighs.

“f-fuck i think he might’ve passed out again, dammit y/n you always do this to him,” armin chuckled, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. “s’not my fault he’s such a slut for a blowjob,” you giggled, grabbing some nearby tissues to clean yourself up.

the two of you cleaned choso up, giggling quietly to yourselves as you pulled his sweats up. “he’s so cute,” you cooed, brushing the stray baby hairs from his forehead.

[saintkaylaa]

What Leg Is It Down .ᐟ

ʚɞ: levi, eren, armin, jean, porco, reiner

note: you ask them what leg/side is their dick/cock down !

warnings: cursing, sexual, crack, kms joke on jean’s, f!reader

I BLOCK MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS

[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’?”

[honeyxbee]

TW: NSFW, fem!reader, breeding kink

words: 185

Thinking about men with major breeding kinks.

Guys who are obsessed with the idea of getting you pregnant, wanting nothing more than to see you swollen with his child. Just the thought of watching your body change to support a child you made together is enough to make him hard.

The first time he asks to have sex without protection, you don't think much of it ― you've heard all the excuses about condoms being 'uncomfortable' and that raw is 'so much better.' But it is the first time you've listened to a guy straight up say that he wants to get you pregnant.

It's definitely not the last time, though.  

He likes to fuck you in a mating press, his hands holding your ankles near your head as he mumbles about how hot you'll look when you're carrying his child. He pushes himself into you as deep as he can when he cums, hoping that this time, it will finally take.

And when he pulls out, he's immediately fingering his cum deeper into you. After all, he doesn't want to waste a single drop.

AOT: Erwin

Haikyu: Bokuto

HXH: Illumi

JJK: Nanami, Toji