#Peick finger

[puffballthesheep]

LOVE ME BACK — PIECK FINGER.

vamptober — slight edging ; find masterlist here

synopsis. In the hidden depths of Attack on Junior High, a captivating character named Peick appears, emanating a captivating vampire-like presence. The reader finds solace with her comrades Zeke, Reiner, Porco, and Annie, longing for a sense of belonging. Filled with seething rage, Peick sets out on a mission to unleash her fury upon the one who rejected her love.

length. 5.2k words (I attempted to make ts short)

contents. minors do not interact, fem! reader, vampire peick! high school au (reader is a senior student), age gaps (100+ difference), vampire, manipulative peick, blood, gore, dead bodies, hurtful words, heavy make out session, slight edging, slight smut, names (love, dear, sweet & ect.)

Notes. this took so mfkn long to write bc first I can’t make anything short, nor can I function w/o it being long, but anywho whoever requested this, wassup dude, I been doing good n I hope u are too, but now we finna get into it but If I were you I'd lock my doors before reading this 🤸🏾

Eighteen-year-old (name) had experienced a great loss at a young age when her mother passed away, yet she had been blessed with an incredible relationship with her father who had raised her alone since then. Growing up in the peaceful suburbs, the two of them had grown incredibly close over the years, having an almost psychic connection - they would always know what the other was thinking and even feel when the other was near.

One morning, (name) came downstairs to have breakfast with her dad, and with a smile she said cheerfully, "Good morning, dad! Thanks for breakfast this morning." As she started to eat, her dad asked her how she had slept. She took a sip of her orange juice before answering, her eyes twinkling with joy as she said, "Pretty good actually, no nightmares or anything," and she shrugged as she set down her cup, before taking another bite of her food. "That's good to hear," her dad said warmly, his face beaming with love.

The two of them chatted as (name) enjoyed her breakfast of pancakes, eggs, and sausage, the aroma of the food filling the air of the quaint kitchen. Suddenly, her dad said he had a meeting later and he'd be home late, so not to wait up for him. (Name) nodded and looked up at the clock on the stove, realizing it was almost time for her to leave for school. She stood from the table, put up the leftover food into the refrigerator, and grabbed her backpack. "Bye Dad, I love you," she exclaimed, her voice filled with warmth. Her father smiled and waved as he was putting away his dishes and getting ready for work. "Love you too, have a good day at school," he said with a kind smile, his eyes twinkling with emotion and pride.

As the final bell reverberated through the halls of Attack on Titan Junior High, signaling the end of yet another mundane day, (name) found herself enveloped by her group of friends during passing period. "Well, well, if it isn't (name). It's been ages since I've laid eyes on you," Reiner, with a beaming smile, pulled her into a tight embrace, his arm naturally draping over her shoulders. Looking up at him, (name) playfully squirmed out of his grip, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Maybe because I get to class, unlike some of you," she retorted, her voice laced with a touch of sarcasm.

Not one to back down, Porco quickly stepped forward, his emotions getting the best of him. "But hey, at least some of us manage to make it to class and get our work done," Porco fired back, his words dripping with a ruthless edge. (Name) let out a soft sigh, fully aware of Porco's tendency to wear his heart on his sleeve. "Ah, Porco, always ready with a comeback," she replied, raising an eyebrow in a knowing manner. The mention of Porco's impending Saturday school attendance struck a chord, and (name) couldn't help but smirk as Reiner let out a hearty laugh, his firm grip on Porco preventing him from lunging at her in frustration, as he often did whenever she struck a nerve.

Leaning against the wall with a casual air, Zeke joined the conversation, his voice calm and composed. "You know, (name) has the best grades among all of us. I'm genuinely proud of you," he remarked, his admiration shining through. (Name) scoffed, readying herself to make her exit. "Eugh Zeke! Can't you stop sounding like someone's overprotective father? It's just plain creepy, especially when you already look like you're in your forties in the twelfth grade."

Just as (name) was about to leave, her path was unexpectedly halted by Bertolt, who gently placed a hand on her shoulder. Curiosity flickered in (name)'s eyes as she turned back to face him, her tone guarded. "Whatchu want?" she inquired, her voice tinged with caution. Bertolt handed her a stack of photographs, captured through his camera lens. Being the resident photographer, (name) possessed the unique skill of working in the darkroom, a talent unknown to her friends. "Could you possibly take these to the darkroom and meet me there after I find Annie?" Bertolt requested, his eyes filled with hope. Glancing at her phone to check the time, (name) nodded and then proceeded to walk away, leaving Bertolt to his search. "Sure thing. Enjoy your quest, but I can inform you that Annie hasn't graced us with her presence in days."

Reiner and Porco watched (name) depart, the latter still holding back a torrent of insults, assuming that she was too intimidated to confront them again. "She's always slipping away," Reiner murmured, a hint of sadness echoing in his voice. Porco, unable to contain his frustration, unleashed a string of profanities. Suddenly, the authoritative voice of Assistant Principal Levi cut through the air, causing the trio to turn their attention towards him. With a stern expression, Levi addressed Zeke directly. "Zeke, report to the principal's office immediately." Reiner and Porco exchanged glances, astounded by Zeke's audacity to smoke a cigarette in plain view of everyone. "What a delightful evening we're having, isn't it, Mr. Ackerman?" Zeke remarked, his words dripping with disdain. Zeke nonchalantly dropped the cigar and extinguished it with his foot, begrudgingly following Levi's lead. "Tch, shut it, you piece of shit," Levi retorted coldly, the tension between them palpable.

Unbeknownst to her, as she weaved through the bustling school hallways, a cacophony of noise enveloped her senses. The crowded corridors echoed with the hurried footsteps and animated conversations of students. Amidst the chaos, an eerie atmosphere hung in the air, gripping her with an unsettling feeling of being watched.

Glancing around, she found everyone engrossed in their own affairs, oblivious to the hidden observer. However, her gaze inexplicably landed upon Pieck, a former member of her friend group who had become a subject of her disdain. Pieck stood alone, seemingly detached from the bustling crowd, and she knew better than to trifle with her.

Pieck's appearance had changed subtly over time. Her once-tanned complexion and deep brown, sometimes gray eyes had transformed, giving way to a hint of red. It was a drastic alteration that intrigued her, though she concealed her fascination beneath a veil of hostility, conforming to the unkind treatment perpetuated by her friends.

As she passed by Pieck, their eyes met, and the chilling effect of Pieck's gaze sent shivers down her spine. Pieck always seemed to gravitate toward the shadowy corners, exuding an aura reminiscent of a vampire's allure. Yet, she dismissed such notions, knowing better than to believe in mythical tales.

Despite the bullying that she subjected Pieck to, she met her actions with an unwavering sweet smile, leaving her perplexed and questioning her own motives.

Determined to avoid further interaction, she rolled her eyes in defiance and briskly turned the corner, attributing her unease to the unsettling encounters of the day. With a sigh of relief, she pushed open the heavy door to the darkroom, immersing herself in its mysterious embrace.

As the door closed behind her with a resounding thud, the room enveloped her in darkness. Gradually, her eyes adjusted to the dimly lit space, revealing an enchanting sight. Pulsating red lights bathed the room, casting an ethereal glow that danced upon every surface. A chill, inexplicable yet tantalizing, crept down her spine, captivating her senses in an instant.

In the dimly lit dark room, she set the photos down on the table, soon feeling chills run down her spine. As she turned around, her heart nearly leaped out of her chest, and she let out a loud scream. There stood Pieck, a girl she just saw in the hallway, yet her vampire-like appearance commanded attention. Pieck's hinted red eyes, dark brown and almost black under the blood-red lights, seemed to possess an irresistible power, drawing her in.

Suddenly, she was snapped out of the trance by Pieck's voice. "Good afternoon, (name)..." Her soft, delicate, tired voice sent a wave of excitement through her. She couldn't help but admire Pieck's beautiful, disheveled hair, lazy eyes that complemented her Greek nose, and full lips that begged to be kissed. Despite the pressure to dislike Pieck, driven by the disapproval of friends, she secretly felt an unexplainable attraction towards her.

Pieck's gaze seemed to search for something deep within her, as if she hadn't entered the dark room without making a sound. She finally gathered the courage to speak. "Pieck... how did you get in here so quietly?" She began to walk past Pieck, her backpack hanging from her right shoulder.

Pieck watched her intently, carefully observing every movement. Her cold, icy hands sent a shiver down her spine, further fueling her 'dislike' towards her. "Uh, can I help you?" She prepared to break free from Pieck's grip, but suddenly found herself pushed against the wall, with Pieck's finger pointing directly at her, holding her wrists above her head.

As she stared into Pieck's eyes, the room's atmosphere turned chillingly cold and the light of the red lights reflecting off Pieck's eyes. Trembling under her touch, she was astonished by this sudden change in Pieck's demeanor, as she was usually gentle and polite. It infuriated her to admit her feelings for Pieck, especially after speaking negatively about her. Unbeknownst to her, Pieck was more than just a human; she possessed an uncanny ability to read people.

Despite her attempts to break free, Pieck's grip remained unyielding. Pieck's small frame overpowering her seemed inexplicable, reinforcing the perception that she was peculiar. "Let me go!" Even with a tight grip, Pieck's movements were slow and delicate, while her eyes seemed to hypnotize her.

Pieck spoke softly once again, her voice carrying a hint of sadness. "How can I, when you know just how much I love you, (name). Why do you ignore me?" Her free hand traveled from her shirt to her hair, twirling a lock around her finger. Pieck listened to her heartbeat, every move she made on her accompanied by the red dim light that accentuated her every motion, revealing a glimpse of her razor-sharp fangs.

Pieck's words quickened her heartbeat, as they shared the same feelings but couldn't express them. "Pieck, why are you doing this...?" She asked, struggling to free her hands from Pieck's grip. "Listen to me, (name). Tell me how you truly feel... no more lies."

Pieck knew there was something about her that she held dear, but she refused to grant her desires. After numerous attempts to escape, she kneed Pieck in the stomach and forcefully pushed her away. The impact was hard enough to cause Pieck to spit up blood, and she slowly lifted herself up with the support of the file cabinet next to her.

Turning back, she picked up her backpack and uttered hurtful words, "Wanna know how I really feel about you? Nothing but a disgusting disgrace. Loving me? Oh please, move on because who would ever love you?" Pieck's heart sank upon hearing her cruel words, reaching out her hand, ready to say something. "Don't leave me alone, (name)..." Her voice filled with sorrow, as she had nobody left in her life, with her mother gone and her father gone as well.

She opened the door to the dark room, preparing to step into the brightly lit hallway, making Pieck flinch. But before leaving, she turned back, saying, "You know... no wonder why people despise you. I'm certain you were the catalyst behind your father's tragic demise... you're nothing more than a repugnant disgrace and an insufferable burden. It's no surprise you find yourself utterly alone." She closed the door behind, leaving Pieck in there alone.

Pieck took her hand out of reach and wiped the blood from her mouth, knowing (name) had made a big mistake. This was the last chance Pieck gave her.

Just like that, she left Pieck in the dark, red room, unaware of how far Pieck would go to hear the words she desired. As she turned to her left, she saw Bertolt standing before her, wearing a puzzled expression. "What happened?"

At the eerie hour of 6:30 in the evening, (name) returned home from school, a lingering sense of unease enveloping her. The house, usually filled with the comforting presence of her father, was now shrouded in an unsettling silence.

With a heavy heart and a hint of trepidation, (name) settled herself at the kitchen table, desperately attempting to immerse herself in her homework. But then, out of nowhere, a searing pain pierced her delicate neck, causing her to wince in agony. The pain subsided momentarily, leaving her bewildered and unnerved. Determined to dismiss this inexplicable occurrence, she carried on with her work.

However, the pain returned with a vengeance, intensifying with each passing moment. "Ow! The fuck is this pain coming from?" she cried out, seeking solace in the freezer's icy grasp. Placing an ice pack on her throbbing neck, the pain gradually dissipated. Puzzled yet resolute, she pondered the enigma that had befallen her.

As the clock mercilessly ticked towards 8 o'clock, her father's absence weighed heavily on her mind. Homework completed, she ventured into the living room, hoping to wait a little longer for her father's return.

Engulfed by the flickering light of the television, hunger began to gnaw at her insides. With a resigned sigh, she reached for her phone, intending to order pizza from a nearby establishment.

"Hello, I would like to place an order," she spoke into the phone, her voice trembling ever so slightly. After conveying her desires, she set the phone aside, letting the monotony of the television lull her into a state of drowsiness. Unbeknownst to her, sleep gradually entwined its insidious tendrils around her weary frame, veiling her consciousness in a nocturnal embrace.

Suddenly, she was transported back to memories of her childhood, back in the house where her late mother once resided. Sitting at the kitchen table, she cast her gaze towards the stove, where an ethereal figure stood with its back turned, preparing a morning feast. Approaching the table, the figure placed a plate of eggs before her, whispering a chilling warning into her ear: "Don't open the door."

Abruptly, her surroundings shifted once more, this time to the side of a bustling highway. Amidst the cacophony of vehicles, a distant figure beckoned, its voice rendered incoherent by the clamor. Straining her senses, (name) discerned her father's voice, urgently imploring her: "Don't open the door!"

Startled, she jolted awake, her mind racing to comprehend her surroundings. The couch, her only companion in the dimly lit room, offered no solace. "what a weird dream. It felt so real," she mused aloud, its vividness leaving an indelible mark upon her psyche. Yet, her respite was short-lived, as the doorbell abruptly shattered the silence.

*Ding dong.*

Her body, guided by a mixture of curiosity and apprehension, propelled her towards the door. However, as she passed the window, she recoiled in terror. Darkness had descended upon the world outside, a foreboding sign that time had slipped away unnoticed. Doubt plaguing her thoughts, she retrieved her phone, only to discover that the clock now displayed the witching hour: 3 AM. Her heart pounding, she turned back to face the enigmatic intruder lurking beyond the threshold.

"Dad! Are you home?" she called out, her voice trembling with a mixture of desperation and fear. But the doorbell persisted, its relentless chimes growing more frenzied with each passing second.

*Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong.*

It struck her then - something was dreadfully amiss. A chill crept up her spine as the memory of her dream resurfaced, her father's caution echoing in her mind.

"Don't open the door!"

With trembling hands, she refrained from unlocking the door, instead choosing to seek confirmation from her father through the peephole. There he stood, unflinching, his eyes fixated on her with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. This inexplicable stillness, coupled with the incessant ringing of the doorbell, struck terror into her very core.

*Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong.*

"Dad! Is someone with you? answer me! I refuse to open the door until you respond!" she pleaded, her voice teetering on the edge of hysteria.

*Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong.*

Overwhelmed by panic, (name) collapsed, as she pressed herself against the door, desperately avoiding any action that would invite further dread. She couldn't explain it, but an overwhelming sense of terror gripped her, eventually lulling her into an exhausted slumber beside the door, the relentless toll of the doorbell serving as a haunting lullaby.

As the morning sun bathed the world in its gentle glow, (name) stirred from her restless sleep. Recollections of the previous night flooded her mind, urging her to action. She cautiously rose to her feet, distancing herself from the door that had become a harbinger of nightmares. Glancing out the window, the sight of daylight offered a modicum of solace.

Summoning her waning courage, she approached the door once more, swallowing the fear that threatened to consume her. Peering through the peephole, she met her father's gaze once again. she opened the door and only this time something was horribly wrong. Her father's severed head, grotesquely suspended from a hook, greeted her horrified gaze. The weight of despair settled in her stomach, threatening to engulf her entirely. Clutching her abdomen, she stared at the blood dripping onto the doorstep, uttering a feeble question into the abyss.

"W-who could have done this?"

Her eyes fell upon a note lying on the ground, soaked in crimson. Trembling, she picked it up and read its chilling message:

"Now, who's all alone now?"

The note slipped from her trembling grasp, and in that moment, the door slammed shut with an otherworldly force. Just as she turned to face the darkness that encroached upon her, (name) was violently yanked backward, her screams drowned by the suffocating embrace of the abyss.

(name) awoke to find herself trapped in an unknown and eerie place. The stench of blood assaulted her senses, causing her to gag as she cautiously surveyed her surroundings. The walls were cold and made of rough stone, barely allowing any light to penetrate the darkness. Above her, a single flickering light bulb hung from the ceiling, casting sinister shadows that danced along the walls.

Suddenly, a chilling sight caught her eye. A table stood in the corner, and blood dripped steadily from its surface, pooling on the floor below. As her eyes adjusted further, the true horror came into focus. A headless body lay upon the table, its life force gruesomely drained by some unseen force. (name)'s heart sank as she recognized the victim - her own father - his lifeless form bearing cruel bite marks.

Her breath caught in her throat as her gaze shifted to another figure, their body still bleeding profusely, crimson liquid flowing perilously close to where she was bound. With growing dread, she followed the trail of blood, her eyes widening in terror as the truth unraveled before her. The wounded person, dressed in a gray hoodie and jeans, was none other than Annie, her friend. Weak and trembling, Annie turned towards (name) with pleading eyes, her blonde hair matted with blood.

"(name)...help...me..." Annie's plea was cut short as death claimed her, right before (name)'s horrified gaze. A gut-wrenching scream tore from (name)'s lips, echoing through the blood-soaked chamber.

The single light bulb overhead flickered ominously, casting erratic shadows that danced upon the walls, heightening the sense of impending doom. (name) desperately struggled against her restraints, feeling the cold, rusty chains digging into her flesh. She strained to stand, but the unforgiving grip of the chains held her captive, an agonizing reminder of her helplessness.

As she cast her gaze towards the middle of the stone door, footsteps grew louder, each one a chilling symphony of dread. The light bulb's flickering intensified with each approaching step, accentuating the darkness that enveloped her soul. The door creaked open slowly, revealing the figure responsible for her torment.

A shiver ran down (name)'s spine as Pieck entered the room, her disarming smile mirroring the gentle facade she had worn the day before. Clutched in her arms was (name)'s father's severed head, blood still dripping from her mouth. The sickening truth became undeniable – Pieck was a manipulative and sinister vampire, masquerading as a sweet and innocent creature.

"Peick!! You did this, didn't you? Why would you..." (name) choked on her words, her voice trembling with fear and disbelief. Pieck's crimson gaze bore into (name), her expression devoid of remorse as she callously dropped the decapitated head to the cold, blood-stained floor, splattering the crimson liquid onto (name)'s tear-streaked face.

(name)'s heart pounded in a terrifying mix of fear and sorrow, overwhelmed by the loss of her father and the horrifying uncertainty of her own fate. Pieck moved closer, her graceful steps belying the monstrous creature she truly was. She knelt before (name), placing a hand on her trembling thigh, while her other hand wiped away the tears that stained (name)'s cheeks.

"(name)...don't cry. You brought this upon yourself," Pieck whispered, her voice both soothing and haunting. She tilted her head, her bloodstained lips curling into a sinister smile, revealing her sharp, elongated fangs. (name) recoiled at the sight, transfixed by the blood that stained Pieck's teeth, her long tongue leisurely licking away the crimson droplets.

Terror consumed (name) as she finally found her voice, tremblingly uttering, "You aren't human, are you?" The realization of the monstrous truth sank in, sending shivers down her spine.

Without breaking eye contact, Pieck continued to explore (name)'s body, her touch moving from the thigh, to the side of her stomach, and finally to her breast. Her thumb caressed the delicate flesh, while her other fingers sought the pounding heartbeat beneath (name)'s chest.

"I'm surprised you didn't realize it sooner, (name)," Pieck whispered, a sadistic pleasure lacing her words. As (name)'s heartbeat raced with increasing panic, she struggled to breathe, her gasps for air growing more desperate. Drawing nearer, Pieck's voice slithered into (name)'s ear, sending a bone-chilling shiver down her spine. The words dripped from her lips like venom, a sinister promise hanging in the air.

"Breathe, my dear. I won't harm you... yet."

Pieck's presence alone was enough to unleash a torrent of fear within (name). As she leaned back, a sickening curiosity mingled with her terror, unable to resist the allure of Pieck's touch, even in the face of impending doom. But reality crashed down upon her when she looked down at the ground, her eyes fixating on her father's severed head. In a desperate attempt to shield herself from the grotesque scene, she clamped her eyes shut, refusing to witness the horrors before her.

Suddenly, an unnatural weight settled upon her lap. Her gaze shifted downward, revealing Pieck perched upon her, her icy hands caressing (name)'s cheeks. She compelled (name) to meet her gaze once again, their lips tantalizingly close. However, Pieck abruptly withdrew, her movements betraying a calculated cunning. With a slight tilt of her head, she fixated her piercing gaze upon (name) and silence descended like a suffocating fog.

"Why did you say those hurtful things to me, (name)..."

(name) froze, the memories of the cruel words she had hurled at Pieck resurfacing. In that dire moment, she struggled to conjure any justification, realizing that her desperate attempts to fit in had only birthed destruction. "I... I didn't mean it," (name) stammered, devoid of any coherent explanation. "All I wanted was to hear you say that you love me..."

Peick's soft plea echoed through (name)'s ears, weaving a spell that threatened to ensnare her mind. Her eyes, hypnotic in their intensity, seemed to coax (name) into surrendering to her will. Doubt crept into (name)'s thoughts as she began to forget the atrocities committed against her father and Annie. Deep down, she started to believe that she was to blame for their suffering. "No... it's all my fault... I caused my father's death..." (name) whispered to herself, her gaze falling into her lap.

Tears welled in her eyes as (name) succumbed to the hypnotic allure of Pieck's gaze and voice. "I love you too, Pieck... I couldn't tell you because..."

A wicked grin twisted across Pieck's face, her eyes narrowing with a malevolent glint. She relished in her manipulative power, reveling in the opportunity to make (name) forget her sins. "I always knew you loved me, (name), my sweet. The words I've longed to hear... It didn't have to come to this, but you drove me to it, my dear..."

Pieck's grip tightened on (name)'s bound hand, refusing to release her hold. Finally, (name) snapped out of the bewitching trance, realizing the depths of Pieck's depravity. "No, Pieck! What you've done cannot be undone! Yes, I loved you, but how could I ever love you now?! What you've done is unforgivable!" (name) cried out, her eyes drawn to the lifeless bodies of Annie and her father, a grim reminder of the carnage wrought by Pieck's insidious actions.

In the face of (name)'s defiance, Pieck fixated her gaze upon her, an insidious silence punctuating her ominous presence. With a sly sigh, she sharpened her nails, a wicked transformation taking hold. "(name)..."

Pieck exhaled, refusing to relinquish her grip on (name)'s conscience. "I never wished for it to come to this, but you continuously rejected my attempts to connect with you... I tried to do it the right way, but you denied me at every turn... I only wanted to know why..."

(name) cast her gaze downward once more, her heart heavy with guilt. She recognized her own fault in pushing Pieck away, knowing all too well the countless times Pieck had tried to bridge the divide. Compassion stirred within (name) as she contemplated what it must be like to stand in Pieck's shoes. "I know... and I'm sorry! I shouldn't have pushed you away or uttered a word about your father... But why did Annie have to suffer too?"

Pieck's smile contorted into an eerie gentleness as she gazed upon her lifeless victim, Annie. "Poor, poor Annie," she cooed, her voice dripping with false sympathy. "She'll be back soon, my heart...but for now, just focus on me." The words of protest began to form on (name)'s lips, but a sinister calm washed over her, drowning out any resistance. Pieck was up to her dark deeds once again.

As (name) shifted uncomfortably, a chilling sensation spread across her body. It was then that she realized she was lying in a pool of her own blood, her life essence draining away. Panic gripped her as she struggled to comprehend the horrifying reality unfolding before her. "When did..." (name) managed to stammer, but Pieck interrupted with a gleeful grin, relishing in the terror she had instilled.

Unbeknownst to (name), Pieck had viciously slit her back while she was caught in a fit of righteous anger, berating Pieck for her unforgivable actions. The cunning vampire ensured that (name) remained fixated on her, her mesmerizing voice and piercing eyes numbing any sensation of pain. It was all part of Pieck's twisted plan to manipulate (name) into becoming her companion for eternity.

Pieck forcefully turned (name)'s face towards her own, their eyes locked in a macabre dance. "Everything's fine, (name)," Pieck hissed, her voice laced with a sickening sweetness. "(Name), I still want to be with you. I'll protect you. I just want you to be with me forever..." Dizziness overwhelmed (name), her mind clouded and her willpower crumbling. A faint smile crept across her face as she succumbed to Pieck's wicked charm. "I'm sorry for everything I've done...I love you too, but I was wrong..." (name) whispered, their voice barely a breath. Pieck hushed (name) with a tender gesture, then pressed her lips against (name)'s, a kiss filled with twisted passion.

Pieck's hands slithered from (name)'s cheeks down to her shoulders, intensifying the heated kiss. Her tongue hungrily sought entry, licking at (name)'s bottom lip, leaving a taste of the blood she had recently fed on. Their tongues clashed in a battle for dominance, fueling Pieck's insatiable bloodlust. Her nails dug deep into (name)'s shoulder, drawing fresh blood that sent shivers down Pieck's spine, igniting a primal desire within her. The once gentle vampire grew more aggressive, her hunger escalating.

Within the depths of their twisted embrace, (name)'s faint moans echoed, a symphony of pleasure and pain. (name) weakly placed their hands on Pieck's sides, attempting to push her away. Pieck's concern was thinly veiled as she gazed down at (name), a hunger in her eyes that matched the thirst coursing through her veins. "Pieck...I feel so weak," (name) managed to utter, struggling to catch their breath. "You're doing so well, my sweet," Pieck murmured, her voice laced with sadistic satisfaction. "Just hold on..."

With a renewed hunger burning within her, Pieck reclaimed (name)'s lips, savoring every moment of their macabre union. The overwhelming scent of (name)'s blood intoxicated her, driving her to taste every inch of their being. Kissing down (name)'s jawline, she gradually made her way to the vulnerable expanse of (name)'s neck.

(name) willingly offered up their neck, granting Pieck unrestricted access. Even as their life force slipped away, (name) squirmed beneath Pieck, feeling a perverse wetness between their legs. Pieck seized upon this opportunity, grinding against (name) with a primal hunger, their moans intensifying as the friction between their thighs ignited a twisted pleasure. While Pieck marked (name)'s neck with countless hickeys, her hand returned to caress (name)'s cheek, her thumb pressing gently against their skin. As Pieck's fangs grazed (name)'s neck, a surge of pain mingled with a familiar sensation, reminiscent of the mundane discomfort of doing homework at a table.

Deep down, (name) knew this was wrong, but they were ensnared in Pieck's web of manipulation, unable to break free. As Pieck sank her razor-sharp fangs into (name)'s neck, the pain was numbed, replaced by a tingling sensation that mirrored the bite of a pen on paper. (name) turned their head slightly, groaning weakly as their strength waned, their eyes fixated on Annie's lifeless body. "We have... to save Annie..." they whispered, their voice fading.

Pieck withdrew, her fangs dripping with the crimson elixir of her beloved's life force. Her wild, disheveled curls framed her bloodstained face as she wiped her lips, gazing down at (name), teetering on the precipice of death. A wicked grin spread across her visage as she kissed (name)'s forehead. "Very soon, my love," she whispered, her voice echoing with sinister delight. "Soon, you will be just like me... and we can live together forever."

(name) mustered the last remnants of their fading energy to gaze at Pieck, a feeble smile gracing her lips. Unbeknownst to (name), a new set of fangs had sprouted in her mouth during this unholy transformation. Pieck watched with rapt attention as (name) underwent their metamorphosis, relishing in the macabre beauty of her creation.

y’all the theme of this ‘lil’ one shot is basically to be yourself, don't try and play who you're not to fit in with the crowd cs y’all saw what happened to ol reader girl, but anywho y’all prepare yo self for a hange x fem! reader x yelena vamp one shot cs das what’s comin next 😭

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Pieck Finger

A new series

A short fic on fucking them, simply put.

Male-bodied Reader X Pieck Finger.

Warnings: You must be 18 years or older to be here.

Smut.

Trying to control your breathing is becoming increasingly more laboured; the porcelain skin of Pieck Finger below you, her contrasting raven hair splayed around her as her deep eyes plead for you to enter her.

The smell of her arousal is beautifully evident, the scent of her juices rolling up into your nose as she squirms, face aflush, blinking up at you.

Your arms tremble as you hold yourself above her, wanting nothing more than to sheathe yourself into that velvet pussy. The pussy that adores your cock. The insides that can't get enough of you and how you pleasure her and somehow always make her feel like she's floating on the edges of heaven.

Knowing that she craves your cock so much is enough to drive you wild, holding yourself back is a challenge. Her satin soft skin brushes yours as her hands grab your coiled, shaking thighs.

"I want it... I need it..." She begs, eyes pained.

The heat of her sweet core radiates onto the tip of your dick which is mere centimetres from her slick slit. Other aromas bombard your senses; that cocoa butter lotion she puts on her skin after every shower, her naturally sweet smelling hair...

You glance down back at her opening. It's light pink and gleaming with her arousal. It's flexing and moving, trying to reach out greedily to grab your tip and pull you into her abyss of sheer bliss. It twitches as it silently begs to swallow you whole, to digest your cum hungrily.

Most nights with Pieck were like this. Her appetite for you was insatiable. Whether it was a lazy fuck, her laying on her side or gladly just sitting on your length in the chair. Pieck doesn't just love sex. She loves your sex. You get her feral just by being yourself. She loves nothing more than riding your face when she's feeling hot under the collar. And of course, you're all too happy to oblige.

A loud and sharp groan emits from her throat as you now slowly push your way into her body; her warmth greeting you and pulling you further in with glee. Her pitched signing of approval is accompanied by her nails sinking into your back. Your name is chanted like a spell as you begin moving your hips, hunched over your pale beauty.

You feel every single fleshy ridge within her, every small change of texture as her internal muscles spasm and massage you with each tiny movement. Her gorgeous tits bounce with every hard thrust you give her - her dark nipples erect and sweet tasting as your incisors nibble down on them, your hand rolling the other frantically as you bury your head into the crook of her sweet neck.

Her tragic eyes plead silently for you to never ever stop fucking her. Only you can make her feel this euphoric. The room is full of your heavy pants and her moans of mercy as her legs lift up, plummeting you deeper into her centre.

Your grip on her neck tightens with the sensation of being pulled even further within your lover, her internal spasms becoming more frantic, a sure sign her orgasm was quickly approaching.

You remove yourself with effort, your cock dancing with your heartbeat as you want nothing more than to plunge into her again. She gasps ay the sudden cold, empty feeling.

"Beg me..." you groan between rubbing your kisses deeply into her breasts. "Beg for my dick."

Rubbing against you like a cat in heat, she moans melodically; her cries of anguish quiet but loudly apparent.

"Y/N... please fuck me. I need you..."

With a smirk you sit up, straddling her.

"Lick me clean. Then I might."

She gladly accepts... her warm tongue soft and textured runs up your shaft before those sweet lips wrap around your head. With a hiss of pleasure you gently Bob her head along with her rhythm, her moans of arousal vibrating you as you push down into the back of her throat.

Her tongue rolls and licks your tip every time her head comes up, her eyes fill with water and the sight of her blinking up at you with her mouth stuffed with your dick is a sight to behold.

"Shit." You huff, pulling yourself free before lifting her legs to her chest, returning your sex to it's rightful place.

Her squeals are enough to let you know she's pleased with having you back in her core, the walls pulling you and squeezing you with glee as her orgasm edge returns with haste, her frantic cries pushing you over as you feel the gush of liquid and her insides clamping down, her orgasm pulling you into your own. You cry out as your thick load pumps inside of her, pulsing with waves of ecstacy.

Fucking you is one of Piecks favorite things to do... and you're not about to let her down any time soon.

[realrightbrained]

Fun fact: These pictures actually based on my Zekelena nsfw art. Took me like a day but love it and gave me a smile on face

[umeoniii]

Hii! I was thinking female reader x Hange Zoe smut! Maybe reader is jealous and upset with hange seeming so invested in Pieck (you know cuz she's the cart titan). Hange starts to notice reader acting upset which leads to comfort sex. I dunno something cute and smutty

jealous reader & hange

(｀_´)ゞ

you sat alone in the courtyard watching the sunset, picking at your food. steak rice and water, the same thing as usual. you sat and thought, what drove me here? sitting alone with nothing but anger bubbling in my chest?

usually you’d be sitting with hange, listening to her ramble while you ate and nodded. a shiver ran through your body as the warm summer breeze went through you, bringing a few small flower petals aside your foot. you listened to the nighttime cicadas coming to life.

you were jealous, jealous of your lover’s friend, pieck. you didn’t trust their relationship, you were fine with hange having friends, but pieck made you feel something else. possessiveness. you weren’t possessive, or at least you thought you weren’t.

it’s been quite a while since hange and peick have been friends. about 3 months to be exact, it’s been 3 months since you’ve watched from afar with jealousy. you knew it was horrible for you to be jealous and to not have trust in hange but you couldn’t help it.

pieck had something that you didn’t have and that’s what hange liked about her. you’d watch how her face would light up when talking to her. you couldn’t help but think what would you have to do for her to appreciate you more, because you weren’t gonna just let this pass by like absolutely nothing. you’d wake up earlier to have an early start on looking even better, maybe that would’ve gotten her attention.

you’d wear your hair different ways , try to wear more pleasant clothes, you had even tried a little bit of makeup. there were times you’d even try to appear more provocative around hange. shoving your tits in her face or getting on all fours to pick something up, hoping she’d stare at your ass. she noticed it and would compliment you, but not in the way you wanted her to.

you started to become more jealous and bitter over it. you always told yourself that if hange wanted pieck that she would’ve already left you, so you were safe. but you still couldn’t help but hate her.

you’d look in your mirror before bed, mumbling and laughing to yourself “she’s not better than me, i have a whole lot more than her. im so much more desirable.” you’d then put your silky pink night gown on and go to sleep. sometimes crying yourself to slumber because of how much it pissed you off.

one day things were different though. the first time you saw them get super close, and most certainly the last. hange got super close to her, pulling her into a tight hug, jumping up and down.

you walked up with a smile inquiring about why she and pieck were so close like that.

“ive been begging her for weeks to let me experiment on her and the titan and she finally gave in! well kinda…” she smiled cheekily

she genuinely sounded so happy about it, you weren’t though.

you scanned them up and down with your eyes before turning around walking away. your finger nails digging into the flesh of your palm, fist clenching from the pure abhorrence.

that night hange came into your room, sitting next to you while you were laying down. she saw you were wearing another one of those lacy night gowns she knew you loved a lot. this one hugged your curves just the right way, it was a v neck as well, she stared at your cleavage while you were lying down.

she rubbed the side of your upper thigh “hey honey.”

“im not in the mood, go back to work.” you sighed turning around towards the opposite way of hange.

she slid her hands under the silk fabric rubbing your ass, “just what do i have to do to get under those cute panties.” she whispered

“stop talking to her.” you responded bluntly

you can feel her shocked face burning holes into your back.

“you know i can’t do that, she’s very vital to my studies.”

“then get out. m’ not gonna ask you again.”

you felt the weight of the bed lessen as she respected your wish and got off your bed.

you heard the door open and close as she took her exit.

and everyday after that you gave hange more of a slight attitude.

“look at what i read about today, isn’t it weird?”

“yup.” you looked away

“i found this for you at the store, do you like it?”

“it’s great” you say, not paying attention at all to the conflicting colors on the dress.

she noticed the complete change in your demeanor and assumed it might’ve still been because of pieck, so she tested the theory.

“i found this at the store, do you think pieck would like it?”

you turned from your vanity to look at the dress, it was very revealing. it was cute a pink, frilly, skimpy little dress. it pissed you off that she wanted her to wear something so… revealing. and you knew that she knew the dress was something of your fondness and that’s exactly why she asked.

and her theory was proven correct , because after you took in the view of the dress you turned around and threw your lipstick at her.

“the fucks wrong with you!? i was so right, you do have something for her! you probably have weird little fantasies about having sex with her titan or some shit! you might as well fuck her with how you’ve been acting! get out!” you yelled.

“ y/n hun, it’s not like that, you know i love you more than titans or anything im interested in, i put you before anything.” she stood up looking at you.

“oh my god, get. out.” you pushed her through the door and slammed it.

you heard her voice muffled through the oak door, “you know what, stay in there and cry about it. im not working myself up with your crazy little delusions.” she walked off

you sat back on your bed, you didn’t want hange to be right but you felt your lip tremble as your nails digged into your thighs. tears ran down your cheek as you tried not to think too hard about it. once again, you cried yourself to sleep. all i’ve done is sat and been pretty for her, all for her to get mad at me.

you woke up to the rhythm of knocks on your door. your head turned and you sat up as you saw your door open, hange walked in with a expressionless face. she walked and sat on the bed next to you.

“you’re not seriously jealous of her though, are you? you don’t actually believe i’d ever leave you if i had the choice? you’re the only woman i want to be with. i wouldn’t chose another woman over you on even my darkest of days.” she said rubbing your thigh with her palm.

you sniffled as she wiped the tears off your cheeks.

“you’re better than that y/n, you’re so-”

“you seem to enjoy yourself more around her.” you scoffed

“well im sorry that i get excited about that kinda stuff, but you still know i love you.” she picked up your face, your doe eyes glimmering from the still wet tears inside of your eyes.

she brought your lips closer to hers.

“tell me though y/n, do you think the things that i do to you pieck will never get to experience?”

you shook your head

“that’s what i thought.” her soft lips drifted over the goosebumps on your neck before biting your neck, sucking on your supple skin.

you let out a soft yelp clawing at her clothed back.

she nipped and sucked at you skin undressing you slowly and whispering sweet praises into your ear.

“i’ll never love anyone else like this.” she said, her fingers drifting to your panties. you stifle your moan, pushing her hand away.

she looks up at you through her glasses, pulling you hand away forcefully and bringing your underwear down.

“god you’ve been such a brat y/n, im just trying to show you how much i really do appreciate and love you.” she whispered softly into your ear.

she opened you legs staring at your glistening cunt kissing and licking at you.

“you’re so beautiful.” she speaks in between laps, “i love you so much.” her tongue flicks against your hardened bud as she shook her head in between your thighs, gripping them as though she were holding onto a cliff in which she was hanging off of. her tongue slipped inside of your hole, licking at the ridges and wetness brewing deep inside of you.

“i want you to sit on my face baby.” she muffled inside of you, vibrations in your cunt causing you to whimper and squeeze her head with your thighs.

“huh?” you looked at her tears clouding your vision.

she unlatched her mouth from your pussy, “ i said i want you on my face.” she layed on your soft duvet laying her head back onto the pillow. you turned your body and sat onto hange’s face not giving her a chance to breathe.

she started lapping vigorously at your sweet cunt nibbling on your folds. then she went back to sucking on your hardened clit.

god, hange loved having you atop her face. she loved staring down your body, listening to your whines and whimpers as she gave you princess treatment.

you placed your hands onto her shoulders riding her face as her tongue stuffed you and her nose bumped against your clit. the friction was a lot, your brain even foggier from the pleasure. you couldn’t even remember why you were on top of hange practically screaming her name.

hange’s brown hair was in between your fingers while you whimpered her name “oh god hange fuck” you mewled looking at her looking up at you. she drifted her hands up your gown pinching at your nipples.

you gasped from the feeling, eyes shut tight. you felt her mumbling into your cunt, probably about how much she cherished you. you felt how her thumb started to rub your bud faster, and how her tongue got thrusted and rubbed faster. you felt yourself getting closer to your orgasm going faster. you looked down at hange who was looking up at you

“ m’ gonna cum han’ ” you whimpered gripping her hair tighter.

she gave you a a little nod setting you over edge as you came inside of her mouth. hange slurped up your cum, eating it like it was honey. you leaned forward catching your breath while hange slowly moved her face up from your cunt. she gasped for breath, “ i don’t love pieck like this, i would never eat her pussy and swallow her cum like i do you.” she kissed the inside of your thigh and the valley between your breasts.

“i… love… you too” you panted

her pretty lips pecked your cheeks, “ i won’t ever make you feel unappreciated again.” she layed her head in the crook of your neck.

~

a/n: i got a little bit carried away… i hope u love it though! sorry it took a lil bit long

[444mika]

MEET VAL !

Hii my name is Valerie🪞, you can call me vi, val or riri, i dont mind! im black 🇳🇬 , 19, a feb pisces and a drop out college student. i was born in canada but grew up in texas most of my childhood years😭😭

VALS INTRESTS !

CURRENT BRAINROT: ellie nd abby 💕

AoT — Eren jaeger, Armin arlert, Levi ackerman, Hange zoe, Annie leonhart, Reiner braun, Connie springer, Mikasa ackerman, Erwin smith, Peick finger, Jean kirstean, yelena, and onyankopon.

TLOU — Ellie williams, Joel miller, Jesse, Abby Anderson, Tommy miller, and Dina.

RE — Leon kennedy, Carlos oliveria, Claire redfield, Ada wong, and Ethan Winters.

JJK — Gojo satoru, Toji fushiguro, Nanami kento, Geto suguru, and Sukuna ryomen.

WHAT DOES VAL LISTEN TO ?

sza, tyler the creator, byrson tiller, 21 savage, frank ocean, kali uchis, xxxtentaction, brent faiyez. steve lacy, rihanna, future, nle choppa, megan thee stallion, the weeknd, chase atlantic, kanye west, j. cole, miguel, kodak black, rae sremmurd, Aaliyah, lil peep, mac miller, mazzy star, childish gambino, tory lanez, deftones, lady gaga, destroy boys, mitski, elvis presley, radiohead, nirvana, cigarettes after sex, late night drive home, the neighborhood, and artic monkeys.

WHAT DOES VAL LOVE ?

women, track, basketball, and volleyball (mainly track), taking alot of naps (said by cinny !!), binge watching, coookingg, ordering chicken tenders n fries at every restaurant possible. , anime, kpop (i fell off on it), swimming, late night drives and slushie runs !!, chick-fil-a 🔛🔝 , nickelodeon, disney, AND cartoon network (the trifecta fr) 🤭, traveling, and more stuff i js forgot

WHAT DOES VAL HATE ?

fatphobics, racists, homophobes, terfs, ignorant bitches who wanna try me n end up embarrassing themselves (i also despise pizza) 🤗🤗

WHAT DOES VAL PLAY ?

resident evil, twd, roblox, minecraft, fortnite (yes, fortnite.), gta 5, injustice 2, fnaf, final fantasy 7, the sims, and more. i forgot again 😭

[w0rmzfagg0t]

Hello ! We're a system who runs this blog (@custercarnies) You can call us Wormz, Wormie, (or our names if you know them ig)... 20(00) yrs old - ADULT BODILY - He/They/It Our main f/os are Kurloz/GHB and Meluin !! They are our partners and I consider us to be married (3/7/23 ♡ 5/23/23)

F/O's tags in green - others listed

Group tag - #💌beloved [Uncategorized F/Os] #squish 🦇🖤- [Secondary F/Os / Crushes] ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Peick Finger (AOT) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Xavier (Renegade Angel) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Mamon (HelluvaBoss) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Hordak (SPOP) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Pennywise (1990) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Draco Malfoy (Harry Potter) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏- Queen chrysalis (MLP) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Jeff The Killer (CreepyPasta) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Papa Nihil & Sister Imp (GHOST BC) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Papa Copia (GHOST BC) - Dr.Who (the 10th) - Purple Guy / Vincent (Rebornica series) ͏ ͏ ͏ - Nadia (What We Do In The Shadows) #my bloody valentine 🩸 #Killer 🔪[Slashers] ͏ ͏ ͏ - LeatherFace / Bubba (Tommy) - #countryboy ⛓ ͏ - Michael Myers (Halloween 1978) - Jame Gumb / Buffalo Bill (Silence of the Lambs) - Hannibal Lecter (Silence of the Lambs) - GhostFace (Scream - Billy & Stu) #Mosh pit 🤘[Metal F/Os] ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Nathan Explosion (Metalocalypse) - #explosion ♪ - Eddie Munson (Stranger Things) - #batboy 🦇 Carnies [clowns / juggalos] ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Grand Highblood #jugga-hoe 💜 - Meluin Leijon - #poor meow meow 💚 - Great Milenko - #rizz-wiz 🪄 - Joker (TellTale) - Laughing Jack (CreepyPasta) - Pennywise (1990) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏

[shiganshins]

a private snk multi-muse. adored by koko. (they, them) 22. please do not interact first. primarily self writing. MUSE LIST BELOW.

mikasa ackerman

hange zoe

sasha braus

historia reiss

peick finger

gabi braun

floch forster

ymir friz

[ashaaayaii]

AOT GIRLS AS SUGAR MOMMIES FT: HANGE

Includes: Mikasa, Annie, Peick, Yelena and Hange. (Part two tbp)

Warning: Metion of sex toys and light nsfw, mention of guns, drugs and illegal busines.

Reblogs are appreciated!

Modern AU

MIKASA

Spoils you to no ends with dresses and mostly pearl jewelry.

Hates seeing men near you.

Told you to quit your job because she thinks it's giving you too much stress (in which it does)

Yatch dates

Forced you to stay in her childhood home in Japan for about two months because of some conflict between her company and a another company.

She has a lot of rivals and enemies and she's consistently worried about getting you involved.

Teaches you how to hold a gun and fight for yourself.

Will bring you to any part of the world in a private jet and y'all will be staying in a 5 star hotel or resort

Has a collection of yk what I mean toys 😏.

She had a dream once that you were shoot dead right in front of her and she rushed into your apartment at 12 in the morning. It happened when your relationship status is fuck buddies and sugary mommy and baby.

Hired a whole army of men and women to protect you.

Adores you so much and praises you for a lot of things.

Loves it when you cook for her or take of her. Especially because she lost her a mother at a young age that it forced her to be independent and strong.

Annie

Didn't really like the idea of having a partner at first until Reiner told him about sugar babies.

Just like Mikasa she hates seeing men near you.

When your relationship finally got serious she gave you a gun and a bulletproof car of your own.

Cruise dates

Ordered someone from her company to work at yours so that she would know if someone is bothering you.

Picks you up at work everyday at 6.

Loves KFC and she always orders her underlings to buy it for the both of you.

Always has a hand on your waist wherever you guys go.

Spoils you to no ends with food and clothes.

As much as possible she doesn't go home when she has bruises or scars because she knows it scares you.

Will never admit it but she likes it when you act like a big, bossy mom because she didn't have a mother of her own.

PEICK

I won't lie I don't really see Peick as a sugar mommy but if she were to be one she would definitely but a whole new closet of matching causal clothes for the both of you.

Spoils you to expansive restaurants in weekends and tons and tons of fast food during the weekdays.

Owns a mansion but bought an apartment in the city where you both live.

Picnik and High view restaurant dates.

Likes to play games with you.

Has a fixed schedule of leave at 8 AM then coming back home at 6 PM.

Dosen't care if there's unsettled business she will leave work at 5:30 sharp.

She has three assistants because she changed her schedule too spend more time with you.

Likes it when you baby her because she's used to being treated as some sort of bussines conflict material.

Has a grandma in a different country that know's a about you two.

You guys visit her dad every two weeks.

YELENA

Radiates mafia boss girlfriend vibes.

Has at least 1 or 2 sugar babies at every city she goes.

Lolz miss gurl's so rich she has like 18 sugar babies but she dropped them all off when she decided she wants more than just hook ups.

Told you to quit your job so she could always be with you when she has time.

Was wondering why you're keep a relationship with her even though you work for the government and so called "justice" (let's just pretend lolz)

Thinks it's hot that you, yourself can make justice itself.

She could ask you for extra help but she doesn't want to get your hands dirty.

Spoils you af.

Mansion dates.

Yatch dates.

Fancy vacations.

Likes to sit down and watch you while you try to find what you want to buy.

Likes it when you take care of her.

Is a sucker for your cooking.

Gave you a gun to protect yourself.

Bought you a car out of nowhere.

Sees you as her other half and her home.

HANGE

Spoils you to no ends.

Likes it whenever you touch her eyepatch.

She feels comfortable around you because she doesn't feel like she's a weirdo or an outcast.

Rambles to Erwin and Levi non stop about you're so perfect and adorable.

Will take you out on adventurous dates.

Ofc she's always busy and she will always make time for you.

Likes it whenever you bring her some refreshments and snacks in her study.

Has a data book about you and she loves the fact that you find it amazing.

You are their will too live. You are their home.

Has plans on adopting kids with you in the future.

Has a lot of apartments and condominium around the world.

Likes it whenever you sleep on her chest while she's working.

Will do anything for you, after all you are their world.

[rosec0urtz]

Porco: [stares out the window, looking pensive]

Pieck: He’s so beautiful, so thoughtful. I wonder what he’s thinking?

Porco, internally: Wed-nes-day... Whensday? Wenseday.

[puffballthesheep]

Hi! How are you? I hope you're okay

I'm so in love with Pieck Finger, so, Can you do something about her? Something like werewolf!Pieck or vampire. Whatever you want!

READ ITS OUT NOW!

[kissagii]

Hi. How is your day/night? Am I not disturbinng you?

If not, then may I request headcanons about Porco Galliard, Pieck Finger and Zeke Yeager (separeatly) (if you do obly one character then may it be Pieck?) being almost k!lled by one of soldiers from Paradis and then comes Male! Reader who is also Survey Corps member and rescues them (Pieck, Porco and Zeke) by k!lling attacker. Lets just say it was some random, beacuse AOT has too much good characters arleady dead *sobs*. He done it beacuse he had enough of this place and eanted to have normal life outside the Walls. And so he joins them and Reader returns with them to Liberio.

Feel free to do it anytime you want. I don't want to make feel you uncomfortable.

Also sorry if I'm interupting you. Have great day/night.

~🏐Anon

hi! love this idea, it's really unique. sorry for taking so long to get to this, hope you like it! a

𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕖𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕫𝕖𝕜𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕒𝕔𝕜

warnings: season 4 spoilers, mild language, death, violence, knives

she/her, she/they, fem readers dni

peick was never good in close-quarters fights

her titan shifting powers were her biggest strength and she knew it

so when a jeagerist had cornered her in a small room she was almost helpless

she fought him off for a while, but it was clear she wouldn't win

and that's when you come in

she's on the ground, struggling to heal her wounds as the jeagerist attempts to question her

as a survey corps soldier, you were never the biggest fan of the marleyans, but you hated eren and his henchmen even more

and hell if you were about to let one kill a valuable asset

you caught the random man off guard, so the fight was short

a blow to the head with the butt of your knife had him out cold

only then did you turn to make sure peick was okay. even though she could heal herself, it was more out of habit than of concern

she thanked you profusely for saving her, a sort of kindness you though the marleyans could never show

after all, they were the enemy. they had destroyed everything you ever had.

but something about her genuine smile was making you rethink

an ambush was just about the last thing you had expected

after all, zeke was brought to the middle of nowhere to keep him away from the inevitable wrath of paradis' citizens

you were on watch when the ambush began, one of the few scouts stationed at the remote house

it was the sudden cries from his room that clued you in

the attacker had cornered him in his sleep, unable to use his powers and unable to fight back

when you entered the room, zeke had a knife to his throat

you hated to be violent, but you had a duty to protect zeke. his titan powers were too important to risk losing.

so you charged the attacker boldly, pulling out one of your many concealed weapons

he fought back with passion but a clear lack of skill

you bested him quickly with a few strategically placed blows

zeke softly murmured his thanks

and you eyed him carefully

"it's only because of my duty," you responded harshly

little did he know, there was more emotion behind it than simply your duty

[nightfall-kachiniko]

Piecks a girl mom fr! such a tender wife she never wants to be away from you, she’s literally sitting behind you holding your legs while you have the child, she needs to be close

OH MY GOD PIECK BEING A MOMMA. MUCH LOVEE. She would love doing the girls hair and brushing it for them while watching frozen 🥺 she’s so gentle and every time she accidentally tugs a bit to hard on thei hair and they let out a little “ow..” she’d hold them and tell them how sorry she was and would be like “I’m so sorry honey I didn’t mean to hurt you love :(“ while holding back a tear bc she hurt her baby :(((.

Omg but you’ll catch her cuddling with them on the pull out sofa WITHOUT you and your just jealous the whole time like how dare she I need love too

Ofc she repays you in unholy ways later that night ofc ofc ;)

[colossal-fallout]

Introducing *New* Safe & Secure A series of the sweetest, tooth-rotting fluff of your favorite characters for when you just need a pick me up. Gender Neutral.

Opening up this new series will be Pieck Finger

No warnings, except I am in a lot of pain writing this so it won't be the best. Hope you enjoy!

Safe & Secure softs ~ Pieck Finger

It's just exhausting, isn't it?

Sometimes just existing feels like an uphill battle, one that you're almost certain you're about to lose. Sometimes life just seems to throw one thing after another at you; you duck, weave and deflect but there's only so much you can take before you crumble. Beaten, worn and ready to just give up.

Jack and Jill went up the hill...

Your mind swirls with this noisy mess of thoughts, the pressure in your chest building higher and higher until you feel it swell at your eyes, salted water threatening to pour. Your breath hitches, the anxiety cruelly tugging at your lungs as if encouraging you to just let go, let it out and allow it to win.

Just give in.

Your eyes clasp closed tightly. Squeezing a few overflowing tears down your face silently. You want to just sleep - sleep for a long time. Hibernate from the cruel and relentless winter that is battering your life right now. Maybe, just maybe, you'll wake up to a spring.

Your blurred eyes fly open when you feel a soft kiss being pressed against your forehead. Eyes focusing and with a wipe, you see the two deep chocolate pools of Pieck's eyes gazing down lovingly at you. Amidst your anguish, you hadn't even heard her enter your room through the door that was ajar. Her feet softly padding across the carpet as she leans over your sobbing form upon your bed. Her kisses are always so gentle. Delicate and pure, Pieck sometimes didn't seem to be of this earth. Her ivory skin contrasted beautifully against her obsidian hair that spilled down and around you as she leans. Two warm hands running their slender fingers across your scalp.

"Hey. I'm here."

She whispers so quietly, it's almost inaudible.

"Tell me what's going on."

You hadn't seen her all day, she'd been working. You'd been bottling things up for so long you weren't exactly sure how you'd open this without spilling a venomous foam, melting down in front of your love.

But Pieck's calming aura made it so easy. She's soothing your wounds just by being present. The gentle touches, the soft voice... it's like sinking into a warm bath whenever she's around. So, you begin to spill. She listens, humming now and again with confirmation she's hearing you and taking it all in.

Once you're finished, she places another peck upon your crown; a crown that she always readjusts above your head with pride. You're her royalty. She adores you in every way, even your flaws make you perfect to her. A broken, yet beautiful vase she's slowly putting back together, piece by piece all with love and patience.

Jack fell down and broke his crown - but she came and fixed it.

She pulls you up to embrace you from behind. Her arms slither around you like the complex roots of a tree, grounding you back to reality. The reality of, life is hard a lot of the time. You must focus on the good, what you do have. Or else... well, you'll go insane. Pieck was defiantly one of those good things as she slowly rocks you, her soft face resting on your shoulder, cheek to cheek. Her hand rests on your chest, humming happily as she feels your heartbeat drumming.

"I'm just happy you're alive and well and with me." She mutters, reminding you to focus on the beautiful things on this cruel planet.

"I'll always be here for you, y/n. We'll get through this. Together."

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Hello! How do you think Annie, Mikasa and Piek would react on waking up while their s/o is eating them out first thing in the morning? Also congrats on 1k💖💖💖

The AOT girls waking up to morning head

Attack on Titan Headcanon

Authors Note: This is my first time writing GxG and I gotta say...my heart is going 💞💕💘 rn, also thank you!

Warnings: NSFW Content

MIKASA ACKERMAN

Mikasa might be a bit cautious at first, pushing your head away until she groggily wakes up and realizes what exactly is going on

Once she does, she’ll relax a bit and give you a sleepy smile, spreading her legs a little further to let you work your magic

“Mhmm, good morning to you to,” She’ll smile and probably reach down to tangle her hands in your hair, moaning softly as you nibble on just the right spot

ANNIE LEONHART

Annie would push you away at first, probably already sore from the previous nights events, but once she realizes how good you’re making her feel she’ll definitely relax and smile

“What a way to wake up,” She’ll sigh, aching her back off the bed as you hum lightly against her pussy

Annie’s probably used to giving you all the pleasure so she’ll definitely savor this moment but don’t worry, as soon as she cums, you’re next

PEICK FINGER

Peick will giggle, keeping her eyes closed as you softly kiss her thighs

Then, once you latch your mouth onto her sensitive bud, she’ll let out the cutest little moans as she grips the bedsheets

“J-Just like that...you know just what I need, don’t you pretty girl?” She sighs, utterly melting due to your touch and making a silent promise that she’s gonna make you feel just as good next

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Yelena Headcanons

(Yelena x Female Reader | NSFW)

A/N: I admit I have a little crush on Yelena and WHAT ABOUT IT?? I was inspired by this TikTok

Warnings: Fluff, Smut: Fingering, Oral (Female Receiving), Ass Eating (LMAOO), uhh Yelena has a strap BAHAH, Marking

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Songs I listened to while writing:

Babooshka by Kate Bush (ofc)

Poker Face by Lady Gaga

Judas by Lady Gaga

Bad Romance by Lady Gaga

(I listened to all of these songs slowed down)

How you two met:

-When you first met Yelena, you were 20 years old and you worked at a cafe.

-Yelena came to that cafe everyday and would sit there and sip on a cup of coffee while reading.

-You knew you were attracted to her, but too nervous to speak to her because of her intimidating presence. But one day you mustered up the courage to talk to her.

-As you were pouring her coffee you said a hello softly and she didn't hear you because she was too engrossed in her book.

-YOU LITERALLY DIED FROM EMBARRASSMENT...you didn't even realize you the coffee was overfilling until she looked over at you. "Uhh, the coffee is over flowing." (THAT WAS YOUR 13th REASON! )

-Yelena watched you clean up the mess and tilted her head softly as she stared at your features. She thought how cute you were and found herself smirking. "What's your name?"

-The moment you told her, you were in for a long journey.

Pre-dating:

-Even though two weren't together, you enjoyed Yelena's presence and so did she.

-Yelena would constantly flirt with you and would always have a smug on her face as she watch you trip over your words or hit her in embarrassment.

-She stares a lot too.

-She would stare at your legs, ass, chest, face. SHE JUST LOVES LOOKING AT YOU

-One time you were telling her about your day and even though she was looking at you, she wasn't listening. She was too busy staring at your lips and thinking about how bad she wanted to kiss you. She didn't even notice you asked her a question, until you touched her hand.

-You told her she was cute when she zoned out and this time, she was the one to get flustered.

Confessing to Yelena:

-The day you confessed to her you were nervous asf.

-You made sure to look pretty before you told her.

-When you tried to tell her, you were rambling and she started to slowly lose her patience.

-"What is it y/n?"

-"I like you...a lot Yelena." Yelena didn't say anything for a bit and you felt your heart slowly start to break. "I'm sorry I shouldn't had said that. Just forget it."

-Yelena then pulls your arm and presses her lips to yours.

-She was waiting for you to say something. "Took you long enough." You were shocked that she knew. "It was pretty obvious."

Dating Yelena:

-The day after you confessed to Yelena, another part of herself was revealed.

-You realized that her love language was touch, which took some time for you to get used to.

-Yelena couldn't go one day without touching you.

-While you're working at your desk, she would wrap her arms around your shoulder and press her lips in the crook of your neck, which was distracting and when you told her, she would bite the skin in response. She didn't care if you were working she just wanted to feel you.

-While you're brushing your teeth she would wrap her arms around your waist and kiss the back of your neck.

-When you're cooking she would grip your waist and bring you in close to her chest and tell you how much of a good cook you are.

-Yelena also loves cuddling. She loves it when you two bodies are tangled together. Your legs wrapped around her waist as you massaged her hair with your hands.

-She would kiss your forehead while rubbing circles on your exposed skin.

-Because Yelena is longer than you and your bed was small , you would giggle at how she would fold her body up fit.

-Yelena also loves playing with your fingers, especially when shes stressed. She would rub each of your nails with her thumb, kiss them, and sometimes bite them

-She also likes doing face masks with you. One time you gave her a whole face routine and she loved every second of it. She loved the way you smoothed out the mask with your fingers so delicately and when you kissed her on the lips before placing the lip mask on her mouth.

-You had to keep pinching her side, because she kept smiling, but she couldn't help it, you were so close to her and she wanted nothing more than to grab you.

NSFW:

-Like i said before Yelena love language is touch and sometimes she can get a little too touchy, especially when she's horny.

-If you two are cuddling and shes in the mood, she would slide her hands down to your ass and start to knead the fat gently and while slowly grind into you.

-She loves it when you would breathe against her neck when you start to lose control, it drove her crazy.

-She loves going down on you and watch how you fall apart from just her tongue.

-She eats you out for her pleasure not yours. One night you two were watching Netflix and you were enjoying the movie, but her thoughts were somewhere else. She was between your thighs and started rubbing your pussy through you shorts. One thing lead to another and next thing you know the screen on the TV says, "Are you still watching?" (You two most definitely were not ;)

-Yelena really wants you to sit on her face but she hasn't mentioned it to you yet, afraid that you might say no.

-Remember how I said Yelena stares a lot? Well when she was hitting it from the back, she watched your asshole clench around nothing, and thought it was adorable so she decided to pull out and eat your ass out.

-At first you were shocked, but that soon turned into pleasure when her tongue swirled around your hole.

-Yelena is the type to degrade you and praise you while doing it. "I love you so much my little slut." or "You taste so good I can't get enough of you."

-She's obsessed with marking your whole body. She would leave hickies all over your chest and thighs, especially when she was jealous or when she knows you have an important event the next day.

-Even though you scold her and give her the silent treatment for the day, for not listening to you, she doesn't care and would do it again (HEHE).

-Yelena is into bondage. She likes tying your hands to your headboard and would hold your pretty thighs down as she fucks you.

-If you scratch her back during sex, she would go faster and won't stop until your dazed (she would literally fuck you stupid). One time you passed out when you two did it. You were so embarrassed and top of that she wouldn't let it go. "Imma fuck you till you pass out...just like last time"

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Weird Things They've Done in a Threesome: Headcannons

Kinda a crack headcannon thing that just came to me

Hitch: Get’s over excited and starts narrating everything being done, def stats moaning like a porn star

Annie: Tells Hitch to shut the fuck up and stop moaning like a porn star

Bertholdt: Got nervous and didn’t know what to do so he just ended up sitting at the end of the bed watching

Reiner: Also didn’t know what to do at one point and just patted Bertholdt’s back and said “yeah good job man” while they’re going at it

Eren: Said he wouldn’t get jealous he’d be fine. He was not fine he pulled Armin off you and pushed him off the bed

Armin: Cried when Eren pushed him off the bed

Sasha: Ate a nature valley bar in bed, the crumbs totally ruined the mood

Hange: To excited at being able to do so many things they keep switching what they're doing and no one can get off

Erwin: Tried to make a speech to make things less awkward. The speech is what made it awkward.

Levi: Left to get a cup of tea after Erwin’s speech when he came back thought the annoyed looks were because he didn’t offer them a cup and not because he left to make tea. He goes to make more tea.

Jean: Gets overwhelmed seeing two naked people in front of him, cums in his pants

Pieck: When it wasn’t currently her turn she fell asleep