#aot lesbian

[0onyx]

No shame saying this but i lowkey want to ride their nose.

hange zoë the things you do to me are crazy.

[jeankirstein4ever]

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Trainer!Mikasa who always brings you extra snacks and fun flavored waters to your sessions.

Trainer!Mikasa who always lets you go at your own pace but knows you can do just one more set for her, and after that she'll give you an extra long break, she promises.

Trainer!Mikasa that adores your newest pink workout set, and the way it hugs your figure - she’d never understand why you’d even bother working out this much.

Trainer!Mikasa who helps ‘correct’ your form when she knows there's nothing wrong with it just to touch you.

Trainer!Mikasa who stays late with you to run drills, when your session should've ended hours ago, she’s too enamored watching the sweat move across your chest.

Trainer!Mikasa who gets you pinned under her, your wrist down on the matt, chest heaving as sweat pools at the apex of your cleavage.

Trainer!Mikasa who drags her hands to your hips, kneeling on your thighs to keep you still while she pulls your tight elastic shorts off.

Trainer!Mikasa who practically melts at how wet you are, “poor dumb girl, bet you love knowing every ones starring at your ass in these, don't you?” she starts to trace her fingers up and down your cunt, thumb flicking the bud of anticipating nerves.

Trainer!Mikasa that loses all patience and shoves her digits as deep in you as she can, her own hips begging for contact at the sensation of you squeezing her, “poor baby, your fingers haven't been enough for you, have they? Needed to feel something a bit stronger, huh baby? C’mon baby, say it for me.”

Trainer!Mikasa that hits the spongey parts of your walls just perfectly with her fingers, drooling at the frothy whiteness forming where her fingers and your pussy meet, “Doing so good baby, give me just one more…”

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[appleblueberry-pie]

Hi!, I loved your yandere mikasa fanfic, and was wondering if you could write a yandere g!p mikasa smut. I'm also a huge fan of your work, ur so talented 🩷

mikasa couldn't think. her brain felt like butter and she was panicking internally. fuck, was this really happening? were you really in her bed? in her room? were you gonna do what she thinks you're gonna do?

she watches you smile and knows her face probably looks really stupid. "are you scared? i can go slow for you, if you'd like." shyly and silently, she nods and you confirm, staring down at her glossy and perfect lips.

once, twice, you kiss her. she places her hand on your chest and loses her train of thought, letting herself get lost in the taste of the cranberry juice you drank earlier. she feels her skin burn in the places you touch. your hand trails from her face to her chin. from her chin to her chest and you softly hold her breast in your hand and through the shirt, her nipples harden, making you salivate at the thought of having them in your mouth.

and without your permission, your brain trains your hand on the bottom of her shirt, lifting it up to take it off. Mikasa immediately takes it off per your silent request and your hungry eyes trail her beautiful and smooth skin. you dip your head into her neck and kiss messily, hungrily. your trail of kisses go down past her collarbone and your hand on her waist pushes her down to the bed so you can take the left breast into your mouth.

Mikasa whines softly and you respond with a groan, wishing you could have the self control to take it slow like you promised yourself you would. she tells you to suck on the other one and you immediately do. fuck, she's shaking. she takes your shirt in her hands and she pulls at it like you did hers and you smile, taking it off for her.

she lets her hands remember what your warm skin feels like. what your soft breasts feel like in her hands. you take one of her hands into your own to get her attention. "is it alright if i can go down on you?" her core aches terribly at the idea and she nods her head. you peck her lips as a distraction to your hands lowering her underwear, but she's too aware to not focus on it.

she whispers a soft 'please' into your lips and you tell her 'I will'.

she spreads her legs, wishing for nothing but for this moment to continue for the rest of time. you look up at her, watching her face as your lips are graced with the wet and warm touch of her most sensitive part. she gasps a little, and to ground her, you take one of her hands. she says your name softly, yet so swiftly as if it was a speck in the wind passing by.

you get more comfortable letting yourself get acquainted with her clit the more she moans for you to keep going. you lick up and down, savoring every taste. stretching your tongue between her lips to taste the natural tang of her juices of creation that's been your goal from the start. it makes you so horny, so fucking horny when she whines louder, more confidently than you've ever heard her for you to keep going. keep drinking. keep eating me up until i can't anymore, it calls out to you. keep fucking going please, her mouth says, similar to her pussy.

you scrunch your eyebrows, closing your eyes and letting her thighs squeeze lightly around your face as you keep eating, slurping what you could. your jaw hurts, you don't know if you can really breathe, and you wish for her to dig her fingers deeper into your scalp.

does it feel good when i do it like this? want me to flick my tongue like that right here? the words die on your tongue and reincarnate through the coordinated movements on your wet muscle in your mouth so she can understand the message you want to articulate to her when you make her moan some more.

she wishes someone could barge in on the two of you so the entire world could see she has you right where she wanted you. so she can showcase your divine nature and willingness to make her feel as good as she wants to do to you. she also wishes to learn all parts on your body once you finish with her. she wants to spend all night being yours and you being hers. she wants you. she loves you so bad.

[fffugu]

old stuff that blew up on pixiv and twitter?!!! i was shocked lol anyways my favourite couples (im more team yumihisu tho)

[xoxomyah]

・𝓎𝓊𝓂𝒾𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓊 ・ ⠀ 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⊹ ₊ ⟡⋆ ⠀ 𝓍𝑜𝓍𝑜, 𝓂𝓎𝒶𝒽

[kidicaruslover911]

idk about yall but to me y/n x (character) will always be canon like yesss i vividly remember them in the show/game and (character) DEFINITELY wanted that cookie so damn bad like😭🙏🏾

[dashitsxx]

i could eat that girl for lunch | various fem! characters x fem! reader | drabble (18+)

your devil is back! billie needs to make more wlw songs like you guys can't imagine my obsession with this song >< this is to honor pride month and the lgbtq+ community, i love you all! short drabble for you all <3

warnings. pure smut & cunnilingus

sinful moans echoed through the bedroom as hands were wrapped around your thighs in a tight grip to prevent your struggles from escaping. your back was arched from the foreign sensation as gasps slipped out. you had your hand grabbing the hair of the person salvaging your cunt as if the world was going to end tomorrow. you protest through your swollen lips with "slow down" and "wait please." yet it all falls on deaf ears as she continues to lick your pussy in pleasuring strokes. painful bruises were starting to form on the plush of your thighs until you felt a warm touch on your clit. your eyes widened, "oh fuck... no, i can't do it anymore! wait!" but she ignored your pleads as she slowly circled her thumb on your nub before pulling her tongue out of your slit as your essence and her spit was dripping down on her chin. you took this chance to struggle out of her grasp, but she didn't budge due to her strength. a menacing smirk forms on her sultry lips as her eyes are clouded in lust, desire, and temptation.

"darling, you better give me more, i'm still not done with my meal."

maki zenin, mei mei, shoko ieiri, yuko tsukumo, mikasa ackerman, annie leonhart, hange zoe, pieck finger, rumi usagiyama (mirko), kaina tsutsumi (lady nagant), nana shimura, makima, himeno, quanxi

[foxymacchiato]

How could I go through pride month without drawing my precious lesbians~💖🎀🧡

[hangesfavles]

Nerd Hange headcanons

4.1k words. AFAB NB loser! hange x bimbo (ish)! fem reader. <3

Summary: Hange is more of a socially inept lesbian redditor gamer nerd rather than a normal ‘i’m smart’ dweeb :). These are general hcs of how you met loser/streamer Hange, things they like and relationship dynamics including you secretly eating them out on stream. <3

A/N: this is my first ever attempt at nsfw so i’m sorry if it’s bad or nondescript! also i know both of my fics so far have been for afab reader, but going forward i plan to write for a genny nootch reader just because i find it to be inclusive to wider groups of hange lovers <3 lol and last time i posted i said i never wrote fanfiction before but that was a tiny fib because i wrote shitty dumpster fire fanfics in middle school, but i’ve /srsly never tried my hand at nsfw before, but i guess there's a first for everything. pls critique me if u have any thoughts but be nice i’m sensitive. also shoutout to @abbyslev for helping me brainstorm <3 if ur reading my fanfics u probably already do, but pleaaaase follow her if u dont she’s lovely!!!! :3

Warnings: Nsfw content under my 2nd divider, sort of exhibitionism and masturbation. Not all of this is nsfw, but I’d still like for MINORS TO DNI. However, I know that you guys like to ignore those warnings, so I bolded the nsfw sections. At the very least, please don’t read the bolded hcs. Thank you & enjoy reading!

❥Loser! Hange who is in the same math course as you. When you walk in on the first day, you’re drawn to them, but not for the reasons you’d initially think. You were almost positive that they would be a decent person to cheat off of. I mean, they seem to look like they know what they’re doing, right?

❥Loser! Hange that can hear their pulse in their ears when they see a pretty girl take the spot beside them. They feel their heart rattling around in their chest as they sneak glances at you whenever they get the chance.

❥Loser! Hange quickly figures out the reason why you decided to sit next to them, rather than the other isolated chairs inside the lecture hall. But don’t worry, of course they’ll let you cheat off of them. Unfortunately, their performance starts to dip a little when they realize what you’re doing. They’re frequently under your gaze, and they can’t help it that you make them nervous :c 

❥Loser! Hange that is unaware that your eyes aren’t only looking down at their answers. One class when you were copying off of them, you started noticing the way their fingers hold their pencil. How slender their digits are, that their nails are surprisingly short, neat and cleaner than expected. You also started to notice how their veins protrude slightly and move up their arm... You feel yourself biting your lip as you observe their side profile. Their cheeks look soft and pink, similarly to their kissable lips. Your eyes continue to trail over their face: their thin, ovular glasses are slightly pushed down on their hooked nose, and their long eyelashes flutter as they continue to take notes beside you.

❥Loser! Hange can’t not listen to you getting called out by the professor when they notice you copying off of your seatmates’ assignments and notes. It was rather embarrassing, but you’re just happy the professor didn’t catch you cheating on an exam and risking academic misconduct.

❥Loser! Hange nudges your arm lightly after that incident, their voice low so you both don’t get caught by the professor. "Hey, um... I've noticed you've been using my notes and uh... answers. Do you need any help with the material? I mean, like, we could study together or something! If you want." They ask you with an excitement in their eyes and voice.

❥Loser! Hange can’t even feel proud of the fact they managed to talk to you because they barely even got that sentence out, and they couldn’t look you in the eye for more than 2 seconds. But it seems like all that is forgotten when you actually agree to meet up with them. They feel a rush of giddiness, but they try not to make a fool of themself in front of you. “Right! Yeah, so here’s my number... We can plan something, er- sometime.” They write their number down, sliding you the ripped end of their notebook page.

❥Loser! Hange who feels their heart in their throat as they lead you into their bedroom. The study session started off a bit rocky and awkwardly, but the tension in the air decreased as time continued on. As much as you would like to actually learn this material to earn good grades, you find yourself wanting to earn their attention much, much more. I mean, you obviously wore your lowest cut shirt and a pleated skirt for a reason. You look up at them, calling out for them. “Hey, Hange?” You ask, smiling as their head shoots up from their notes. “Can you explain this question to me?” You ask quietly, turning around your notebook to face them. You lean closer to them, purposely displaying your breasts for them to (hopefully) ogle.

❥Loser! Hange who starts to feel like they’re being tested by a higher power. They have to physically stop themself from glancing down and making a fool of themself. They try their best to focus on explaining the math problem to you as you watch their every movement like a hawk. You notice their eyes fall on your chest for a split second, and you pounce on your opportunity to tease them further. You reach up to their face, flicking their nose up so they’re forced to look at you. “My eyes are up here, silly.” “I- Uh- Sorry, just-” Hange trips over their words as they try to formulate a cohesive sentence on the spot. “Don’t worry about it, I’m just teasin’. It’s not so bad to be stared at if it's you.” You say with a playful wink.

❥Loser! Hange folds immediately. “O-Oh... Me? Really?” They ask, their eyes widening and pupils dilating. You can’t help but chuckle at their disbelief and nod your head in confirmation. “Yes, you. Is there anybody else in the room with us?” You joke. They stumble over their words as they think of a response. “W-Well, no, there isn’t, but- y’know- I didn’t think you-” They stutter, pushing the notebook aside and gesturing their hands between the two of you. They feel their cheeks growing warmer from embarrassment as they struggle to coherently voice their jumbled thoughts. “You know, you should at least take me to dinner before looking at me like that.” 

❥Loser! Hange doesn’t need to be told twice. They grab your hand with a cheesy smile, practically dragging you to their car while suggesting all sorts of restaurants that you might agree to. “Is there a certain restaurant you had in mind? We can try something totally different, like a little hole-in-the-wall joint. Ooh, but picture this: hibachi. The whole watching people cook in front of me thing usually makes me feel awkward but the food is always soooo good. Oh, or maybe we could go to a steakhouse! No matter what you choose, I’ll be fine with whatever! What do you think?" GOD they are just so excited and you find it utterly adorable. They remained true to their word and took you to whichever place you decided and paid for both of your meals. (They would have done this even if you didn’t joke about it bless their heart.) But then that first date turned into 2 dates, which quickly became 3, 4, 5, then suddenly you both forgot because anything the two of you do together is a date in your minds.

❥Loser! Hange definitely asks you out after only the second date. But in their defense, you’ve been hanging out after class as well as coming over to their house for “study sessions” that alway turned into watching tv or movies, ordering ubereats, going to the movies, walking around their neighborhood, anything but studying. You even took them to a party once. (You guys left after a half hour because Hange got overwhelmed, but you were still happy they tried something for you.) So by the time you guys went on your second “official date” they definitely felt confident that you would say yes.

❥Loser! Hange who loves talking to you about whatever game they’re playing. If it’s a story game, they’d love to explain anything you missed or don’t understand. They also would voice their predictions about how the game will end or where the story will go. If they see something predictable, they’ll definitely tell you what they think will happen, trying to impress you so when/if it does they’ll look “cool” to you. In reality though, you just find them to be geeky in the most endearing way. “Look, there’s a bunch of ammo in this room. If there’s a boss behind this door, you have to give me a kiss.” They say to you with a sly grin on their face. If it’s a PVP game, they will explain everything about what skills and powers each character has and who their favorite to play is. They’ll talk about what they like and dislike about the different mechanics, their favorite characters, parts they find tricky, etc. And of course, you sit there with a dopey smile while you listen to their rambling without interrupting, even if you don’t understand a word of what they’re saying because they’re just too cute when they’re passionately rambling. 

❥Loser! Hange who loves inviting you over, even if you two are doing absolutely nothing. They adore when you watch them play all sorts of video games. If they’re playing a console game, Hange lays next to you with your head against their shoulder, your arm splaying across their stomach while your hand rests around their waist. You tend to get pretty invested if the game is story based, insisting that they can’t play it without you around to watch the next part of the story unfold. If they’re playing a PC game, you’re sitting in their lap with a skirt that does absolutely nothing to cover your body once you’re seated on top of them. You prefer to face away from them, occasionally squirming in their lap so they can feel your ass pressed against their thighs and stomach. However, you do occasionally enjoy facing them, your arms wrapped around their shoulders as your legs hang off of their gaming chair at either side of their body.

❥Loser! Hange who also loves when you’re sitting in their lap, even if they struggle to focus on the game in front of them when your warm body is pressed against their own. It doesn’t help that they can smell the perfume coming from your neck, tempting them to lean in and kiss you there.

❥Loser! Hange that can’t resist the urge to rest their hands on your thighs during a cutscene, between rounds, during any sort of loading screen or when they’re respawning. They’ll use your thighs to push your ass back and closer to their body. 

❥Loser! Hange kisses your neck from behind, causing you to tilt your head and expose more of your neck for them to kiss. You let out a chuckle at how you effortlessly turned them on just by sitting on their lap and looking pretty.

❥Let’s just say... Loser! Hange finds the opportunity to quit or pause the game as soon as they can. When they eventually return to whatever game they were playing, they find it much easier to focus after you’re both satisfied. ♡

❥Loser! Hange who is also a small streamer! They probably get a few hundred people to watch them game each stream. They may not have a huge community, but their fans are consistent, funny, and always welcoming to new viewers! It’s a comforting little community. Because of this, Hange responds to their chat quite a bit and they’ve made quite a few friends with their mods and regular viewers.

❥Loser! Hange had to explain to you what streaming was. They decided that they would show you what it's like by doing a short stream while you silently watch them game and listen to them talk with their viewers.

❥Loser! Hange never technically introduced you to their fans. Not because they didn’t want to, they just knew that the internet wasn’t always kind, even if their fans are 99% supportive. They wouldn’t mention it much, but they are a little insecure about themself. They know that they treat you like an absolute princess, and they know that you adore them, that’s not the problem. The problem is that they don’t know if they’ll ever feel deserving of you. 

❥Loser! Hange only mentions this to you at late hours of the night when they feel vulnerable and slightly sleepy. You spend countless late nights at sleepovers holding them in your arms and reassuring them just how attractive you find them and that no one has treated you better. They start to feel reassured more once you mention to them that you don’t feel deserving of the endless love they give or of the many ways they spoil you.

anyway back to streamer hcs

❥Loser! Hange didn’t expect you to surprise them one day in their room with their favorite takeout in the middle of a stream. You didn’t know that they were streaming and you wanted to sneak up on them and scare them >:). You slip into their room as quietly as possible, slowly tiptoeing to their form slouched over their desk. Because of the slight delay of their videocam to their viewers, Hange doesn’t get the chance to read all of the different messages of the chatters who spotted your presence and are questioning about it. You silently place the bag of food on the floor, wrapping your arms around their shoulders and kissing their cheek roughly. 

❥Loser! Hange practically jumps out of their chair, yelping from the shock. They realize that it’s you pretty quickly, because no one else would hold or kiss them like that. They pause their game, swiveling around to face you with a wide smile. “Hi, baby!! What are you doin’ here?”

❥Loser! Hange immediately forgets the world around them, forgetting they’re literally live as they try to grab at your hips while they talk to you. “Mmmm,” You hum and giggle. “I just wanted to surprise you. It’s been a few days, I missed you.” You mumble before stepping back so that their hands disconnect from your waist. “Let me get some plates and napkins real quick.” You tell them before you leave the room again.

❥Loser! Hange remembers that they’re streaming, facing their viewers again to read what they missed from chat. “Chat, what do you mean ‘how did you bag a baddie?’” They say, reading some of the messages out loud. “‘How come Hange can get a girlfriend and I can’t? Life isn’t fair-’ WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?” They cut themself off, their jaw dropping a little from the comments they read. The chat starts to go crazy after seeing you. Most of the messages are asking who you are, if Hange is dating you, or simply encouraging Hange to stream with you sometime officially. But of course, it’s much easier to take note of bad comments people say rather than nice ones.

❥Loser! Hange pouts when you return with plates in hand, ignoring their chat again in the blink of an eye. "I'm charming, right? and cute?” They look up at you with puppy eyes as you stand in front of them. “I'm desirable." They say those words like a statement, but it sounds like they’re trying to convince themself rather than state a fact. You hear the insecurities dripping from their tone. You promptly climb into their lap, placing a tender kiss to their cheek while your hand cups the opposite one. You progressively start kissing all over their face, and they close their eyes, giggling and getting lost in the moment. When you eventually begin moving down their neck, their eyes snap open as they remember the audience. "AAAAHHHH, I'M LIVE, I'M LIVE!" They warn you frantically, suddenly remembering again why they were a bit insecure in the first place. This causes you to jump a bit from their yelling. They swivel their chair around to face the monitor, looking at it from over your shoulder. "S-Sorry chat, ending stream a bit early today..." They say quickly, turning off their game and switching tabs to end their video. You chuckle, turning to face their camera. "Oops." you say only a few seconds before they end their stream. 

❥Loser! Hange decides that they might as well officially introduce you after that incident, since they know they’ll be getting teased for it for the next few streams.

❥Loser! Hange never thought that they would be in this situation with anyone, no less you. This exact scenario had been nothing but a fantasy in the corners of their mind. A fantasy that would fog up their mind in the late hours of the night, prompting them to slip their fingers under their boxers and lightly circle their clit with their fingertips, eventually slipping them inside of their warm body. Their back would arch up off of the bed, trying their best to picture that their own fingers were instead yours.

❥Loser! Hange that noticed a sort of glint in your eyes when they asked if it was okay to stream while the two of you were still hanging out. They hadn’t been active in the past handful of days because they’ve been spending all their time with you. They just can’t deny you, especially when you both want to spend all your time with the other.

❥Loser! Hange who has to resist the urge to drool as you carefully and quietly crawl under their desk, looking up at them through your long, mascara coated eyelashes as your knees hit the slightly dusty floor... 

❥You aren’t sure what came over you, but when you were watching them put their headphones on and start welcoming people into their stream, you missed the attention being on you. So decided to tease and torture them and force them to give you attention still. 

❥Loser! Hange is forced to pretend you aren’t under their desk and spreading their thighs and pulling down their boxers while giving them that signature sultry smile with your matching lustful look in your eye. You bite your lip as you part their legs, moving in closer to their folds. They can feel your hot breath on their legs as you kiss, lick, and bite the plush skin of their inner thighs. For a few moments, you feel their hand rest on top of your head and stroke your hair approvingly as you start to rile them up. They can feel their face heating up a little, but if anyone in chat mentions it they just explain that their AC isn’t working properly. Even from just your breath and kisses teasing their thighs, they can feel themself getting wet, the stickiness spreading around their groin.

❥Loser! Hange melts under your touches, but they quickly become needy and desperate for more. Their resolve is always weak when it comes to you, and your teasing will be the death of them. They’re trying so hard not to whine and plead because they have to act normal and play their game. Even when your tongue finally reaches out to meet their pussy, you keep teasing them. You give them as little as you possibly can, spreading their folds with the tip of your tongue, only occasionally flicking up to their clit. You also kiss their puffy pussy lips and their clit, showing how much you love them while simultaneously subjecting them to such sweet torture. When they feel your tongue finally giving them what they wanted, their legs start to twitch slightly from the stimulation. They try their best to regulate their breathing so nothing seems out of the ordinary.

❥Loser! Hange doesn’t know how to act when your mouth starts to move faster and faster between their legs. They’ve stopped looking at their chat entirely, just trying to focus on playing the game somewhat coherently and occasionally talking about it or making a random comment without stuttering or sighing from pleasure.

❥Loser! Hange’s pussy is dripping onto their chair from all of your teasing. The combination of your tongue and their pussy makes an audible squelch as you suck, kiss, and lick up their slit and their hips move slightly, trying to keep up with the rhythm of your tongue. At this point, they’re starting to feel the knot in their stomach tighten, and they’re struggling to hold back their sounds. “Chat, I’ve gotta use the bathroom real quick-” They say, closing their webcam and muting their mic as fast as their fingers let them.

❥Loser! Hange’s hand finds its way back to your head, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pushing you as close to them as biology allows. Their head falls back as they let out a shaky moan. “Ahhh.. F-Fuckk... Please, please more.” They whine, encouraging you to eat them out without fear. You can both feel how their pussy throbs with desire for attention. They’ve been impatiently craving this, so they plan to take full advantage of the fact you’re right where they want you. You pick up the pace, sloppily making out with their pussy and sucking their labia between your lips. They toss one of their legs up onto your shoulder, allowing you more access to them as the knot in their core is almost ready to release. You look up into their eyes, slurping up their juices. The way you look up at them with devotion makes them feel even better due to how much desire is in your expression, adding another layer of eroticism for them from your enjoyment.

❥Loser! Hange feels the tension in their lower stomach releasing. They sigh and moan out into the air lightly as they feel white hot pleasure take their entire mind and body. They arch themself off the chair, trying to meet your mouth even more than already possible. Their body grinds against your tongue as they shiver from the intensity of their orgasm.

❥Immediately after their orgasm subsides, loser! Hange pulls your head up by your hair, kissing you deeply and not caring that they can taste their sticky cum on your plump lips. Their free hand slides down to the back of your thigh, guiding your body to sit on their lap. Their hands are protective and possessive while you make out. They are such a softie, always wanting to cuddle, hug, and kiss after sex. They love you so much and need to let it show, it’s like a warm blanket of warmth and affection covers their heart. They see the world with rose colored glasses for an hour or two after you make them cum, honestly. 

❥Loser! Hange holds you for a little while, their face nuzzled against your neck as they whisper sweet nothings to you. They’ll pepper your neck, collarbones, and face with kisses while telling you how good you made them feel. “I- love- you- so- much- sweet- heart- thank- you-” They’d say between pecks to your skin, causing you to giggle from the slight tickle of their lips moving around your upper body. They only stop their barrage of kisses when you start to push at their shoulders playfully, begging them to stop. “I love youuuu!” They say in a drawn out tone, giving your body a tight squeeze. “But duty calls, so we'll have to continue this later. Don't worry, I'll be thinking about you the whole time!"

❥Loser! Hange loves aftercare, giving and receiving, basically. They’re happy as long as you’re physically close to them <//3.

❥Loser! Hange also used to have inappropriate thoughts about you before you two were officially dating. They knew it was a bit weird to do so without you having any knowledge of it, but they couldn’t help themself. The two of you had exchanged Instagrams after your very first study session and since then, they can’t help but fuck their fingers to your posts. They try to refrain from doing so each time; they attempt to scroll past your stories as if the sight of your face hadn’t already turned them on. Each time it always ends the same, inevitably retyping your name in the search bar to revisit the photo. At this point it had to be some sort of conditioning, the way their body would react to you like clockwork. But they still feel so embarrassed to be so obsessed with you simply because you gave them an ounce of attention.

❥Loser! Hange used to imagine you in all sorts of different positions for them. You name it, they’ve probably thought about it once or maybe even twice. Sometimes they would imagine you sitting on their face, other times they could imagine you under them as they would fuck their strap into you. When Hange feels extra desperate, they like to picture the ways you would take them, perhaps you would trap them against the bed, fingering their throbbing pussy while making out with them to ensure that they weren’t too loud. A favorite daydream of theirs surrounds the different types of faces you would make as they eat you out. They yearn to see how your eyes might look down at them, pleading for them to make you cum, or how they may be shut entirely, your lips parted to sigh out with pleasure from how good they’re making you feel. They’d wonder what kind of sounds you would make. Were you loud? Quiet? Shy? Breathy? Are you the type that moans, or are you the type that whimpers? These questions had plagued their mind until they finally had you for the first time after 4-5 dates. <3

i miss hange rip hange you would’ve loved being the most nerdy loser dork the geek world ever saw.

[fleurvi]

Strap Worship | Mikasa Ackerman

genre: smut (mdni)

pairing: mikasa ackerman x fem!reader

cw: sub!mikasa, strap-on sex, strap-sucking, deepthroating, reader refers to the strap as their cock once.

wc: 700+

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There's something addictive about having a woman as powerful as Mikasa Ackerman on her knees in front of you. At first, she let you take charge in the bedroom because you were more experienced, but over time, she learned that she likes giving up control to you. She has to be precise to a worrying degree everywhere else in her life, and it's freeing to relax a little bit and let someone else take care of her. Sometimes, Mikasa wants to please you; you always take care of her, and she wants to help you now.

She knees in front of you, completely naked, helping fasten your strap-on harness. When she's done she places open-mouthed kisses on your hip until you thread your fingers through her short hair and tug her away.

“You wanna help me out, pretty girl? You wanna do something for me?” you ask, holding her head in place near the tip of your strap, which you tap against her lips when she mutters out a ‘yes.’ The verbal response makes you smile; she was too shy to do anything other than nod the first time you had sex, and you had to prompt the words out of her. “How about you get this cock nice and slick so I can fuck you?”

You lose your grip but don't pull your fingers free as she leans forward and wraps her lips around the tip. Some people may be confused as to why you would ask her to do something when you can't physically feel it. The answer is simply that it looks fucking hot. The obvious power dynamic at play sends chills down your spine, and the visual of Mikasa wrapping her pretty pink lips around your strap is enough to have you moaning out loud. Mikasa isn't faring much better, whimpering around your cock as she takes it further and further into her mouth.

“Yeah, just like that, you look so fucking good down on your knees for me,” you say, encouraging her as she begins to bob her head. She's enthusiastic as she sucks, drool pools at the corners of her mouth. She makes it sloppy for you, a perfect picture to get you off to. If she stayed down there for long enough, you may be able to cum just from watching her. The noises she makes are sinful, gagging slightly as the tip hits the back of her throat. She braces one hand on your thigh and reaches the other up to interlock it with your hand that isn't still in her hair. She takes the strap all the way to the base, keeping eye contact with you. “Atta girl,” you praise, holding her in place until she pushes off of you.

Your breath hitches in your throat as Mikasa tilts her head up, and you get a good look at her. Her eyes look desperate and hazy, and her mouth hangs open, panting for air. There's a line of saliva connecting her lips to the toy, joined by drool settling over her bottom lip. Her hair is messed up, clenched tightly in your fist. She looks completely ruined, and you haven't even touched her pussy yet.

“Fuck my face,” she begs, voice hoarse. “Please, I need it.”

You listen, holding her head in place as you slip your cock back between her lips. You start your thrusts gently, careful not to hurt her, but she grabs hold of your thigh and whines for you to go faster. You keep at your current pace, making a gradual increase in roughness. The filthy gagging noises and moans that force their way past the toy when you rock your hips into her waiting mouth are like fuel to you, driving your cock to the back of her throat.

The strap is soaked, and her pretty pussy is dripping for you. You pull your strap-on out of her mouth, grinning at the way her mouth stays open. You lean down, looking her in the eyes as you spit into her open mouth. She swallows like a good girl as she awaits her next instructions.

“Get on the bed, hands and knees. I'm gonna fuck this pussy so good”

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thanks for reading!!

timeskip mikasa with her short hair is soooo fine like I picture her as a mask in my head bc I think she'd dress masc too and oooooh masc mikasa is so hot 🤤💦

[kygrisoos]

wlw sketch dump ?!?!?! yep

[0onyx]

HELLO?! giggling & kicking my feets right cuz lord...😻

...save a horse, ride a cowboy.

(Thank you to whoever drew this.🙏)

[hanjisho]

leave him - mikasa a., 🩰

synopsis; you help mikasa realize her man is not shit, and she pays you back for it.

cw; dubcon, sub!mika, tit sucking, squirting, cheating, mommy kink/usage *barely, oral sex, lesbian sex,

୨ৎ. an - eren don’t deserve this pretty face. that’s exactly why his ho getting took.

wc; - 1.3k :3

“does he even know i’m still logged in his account? like i’m watching this man cheat in real time, and he is still lying about it!” you just hated hearing of the bullshit eren put her through. he never did anything right, he always put her feelings and her pleasure last, and then he has the audacity to look for it somewhere else? “mika, no more eren talk. focus on the assignment please?” “i will, but listen what do i say? do i send screenshots? should i confront him in person? should i call him now?” this is getting so tired. you wish you could just separate them and get it over with, playing captain save a hoe every time eren fucked up, hanging with her when he wouldn’t make time to, taking her out on ‘dates’ and getting her just because gifts, at this point you’re the boyfriend. and she still stays.. why can’t she see he doesn’t care. what she needs is right here.

getting lost in your train of thought, you didn’t notice the tear drops falling from her eyes onto her textbook, “hey… why don’t we get in bed and watch something okay? i don’t want you to thinking about it. and we can cuddle!” she agrees without looking up, closing the book and putting up her notes, getting ready to distract herself once again.

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you’re not focused on what’s on the TV. mikasa spooning you, all you can think about, is how her torso is pressed up against your ass, her body engulfing you perfectly like a puzzle piece, her being so close to you, so intimately, it gave your lower half a heartbeat. praying she didn’t feel your wetness through the thin fabric. if there was any better time, to show her exactly what she was missing, it was now.

completely tuning out anything else, you turn so that you face her, looking at her devastated expression. “mika, i want you to forget about him. let me take care of you” “but you already do, you’re doing this with me right now to cheer me up, i’m so greatful..” well yes. but she didn’t get it, you wanted to ‘take care of her’ and ease her stress, with your mouth.. you didn’t want to explain, you just had to show her, to teach her what was best for her. taking her hand, placing it on your breasts, assisting her with fondling with them, watching as her expression shifted from shock to desire. “i couldn’t… he cheated on me yes, but we are still together“ “he could’ve, and he did. let me make you feel good mika, please, that’s all i want, it’s what you deserve baby”

as if something switched on in her brain, her lips gently met yours, leaving loving pecks down your neck as she slips off the straps of your bra, pulling it down before your chest is fully exposed to her. without hesitation her lips connect with your nipple, sucking on one, and grabbing onto the other, kneading it, earning a satisfied “mmm” from you.

taking this moment upon yourself slipping your hand under her pants, finding yourself rubbing on her clit through her panties, grunting at each other from the stimulation, feeling your own heat growing as she gets wetter and wetter. "i need you", "yea?" you reply, her finally coming clean about how she's been craving this, how she's been thinking about it, touching herself to the thought of it, shoving her disloyal thoughts aside trying to focus on her relationship.. just to be hurt in the end, so she will do as you asked, forget about him. "please, fuck me". she manages to get out between fitting your breasts in her mouth. pushing her panties to the side, slipping two fingers in, feeling her heavy breathing in the crook of your neck. pumping your fingers into her cunt steadily increasing your pace as she clenches around them, "f-fuck, feels so good—ah" she moans into your chest “you gon’ let me taste you baby?” you respond, grinning at her, making your way to the edge of the bed. mikasa eagerly nods, giving you permission to take her panties off completely. you start with licking up all her slick from her inner thigh before using your mouth to please her, “mmmph- stop teasing“ you take note to that, connecting your mouth to her sensitive clit. you watch as she physically recoils at the feeling, she’s so starved for affection. eren never took care of her like this, it seems as though he only had sex for his own gratification, mikasa constantly telling you she can’t remember the last time she felt satisfied or fulfilled when they had each other. “he never had you feeling this good, huh baby?”

“no, n-never mommy”

watching as she broke character, succumbing to the intense pleasure in her core had your own slickness pooling below you. you can feel yourself drip onto the surface below you. as you continue to lap up all of her mess, adding two fingers back into her needy hole watching as they suck you in and push you out, watching as they become wetter and wetter as you fuck them into her, glancing up at her seductively as she watches herself fall apart beneath you—only to see her expression was full of longing. looking down at you with her mouth agape, eyebrows in a knot with beading eyes, watching how your tounge danced on her tender clit before taking it fully in your mouth.

it’s almost as though every action you take is in slow motion in her mind, so consumed by the overwhelming pleasure she can barely process it. so lost in the sensation, grabbing a fistful of your hair fucking herself into your mouth, as she feels an unfamiliar knot forming in her essence, her heart rate skyrocketing and her breathing uncoordinated, releasing sounds she didn’t even know she was capable of making. finding herself releasing her grip on your hair reaching back and watching intensely as your pretty face takes her. riding your face in as she nears her release

you pull your mouth away from her center and gaze into her eyes. “can you handle another?” you mutter softly as her eyes widen. without further warning adding a third finger—stretching her out, stuffing her. she let out a high pitched, breathy ‘mm’ that echoed her desire. you kept your pace steady but also noticing how her moans were growing increasingly louder, how the way she was riding your fingers became sloppier and sloppier. “cum for me baby, i know you want to” her choking at the sound of your soft voice, feeling the knot intensify, using your other hand to rub down on her clit, fitting it between your thumb and pointer finger, her being so sensitive already it made her tremble with pleasure.

“i’m cumming, m-mommy, please”, “cum all over my fingers baby”.

it took less than a second before you felt her tighten around you, her body convulsing as she squirted uncontrollably. your eyes widen in disbelief as you pump your fingers into her as she finishes, her body trembled—her core pulsing with each aftershock, the rhythmic contractions taking over, desperate, guttural moans filled the room as she indulged in a sensation she’d never experienced before. pulling out your fingers, looking up at her, you put them into her mouth and push them in “clean them” you say to her. you watch as she cleans off the mess she made all over your hands. she doesn’t miss a spot, licking where she has to, moaning at the saltiness of herself. all you could think about is how you’re going to fuck yourself with this exact sight in mind later, “sooo good, mika” is all you could get out as she maintained eye contact completing the demand you gave her.

“you cleaned off my fingers. but now you got to clean up..that” you say glancing at the pool of her release on the surface below you. she quickly blushes, nervously laughing as she agrees with you.

“promise me you’ll leave him, mika”

“don’t worry love, i’m all yours.”

୨ৎ. an - this was longer than my first work!! hope you enjoyed

૮꒰ྀི⸝⸝> . <⸝⸝꒱ྀིა

[kylekoraki]

cutesy art collab with my friend @/hangesfemme on tiktok!

I'm enjoying this art style^^

[zqttixx]

if u didn't notice, my passion is drawing queer women❤️

[eyescoffe]

my bday wishlist:

• Vainilla cake!

• Hange’s strap in me

• Hange eating me out

• Hange moaning, whimpering and cursing

• Hange’s fingers in the back of my throat

• Hange scissoring w me

• Hange fucking me

• Hange kissing my forehead

• Hange generally