#aot niccolo smut

[jeanbie]

Omg hi I don’t know if you take nsfw requests but I was wondering about aot’s favorite positions🥺 your writing is so so good!!

honestly.....i thought this was hard !!! i can't see any of them being overly picky on positions or even having all time favs; over the eras of aot, they all change so much it's actually hard to say...so i tried my best to think semi-objectively :3 absolutely feel free to disagree with ANY of these, everyone has diff interpretations (and i love all of em)

warnings: fem!reader (sorry), sexual content ofc, if u want the girl vers lemme know :D

AOT BOYS & FAV POSITIONS ★ masterlist.

MISSIONARY

“you look so fucking pretty right now—” is the only thing they can think of saying as they bow their chest over yours, watching your face twist as their cock sinks deeper into your cunt. one of your legs is wrapped firmly around their waist or hanging up over their shoulder; this way, they can watch you writhe and whimper whilst also watching the way you suck them up nicely, the way your body tenses and flinches with every thrust they give...

— jean, zeke, niccolo

RIDING

there is no greater joy than leaning back and watching you do your thing. their hands are on your waist, smoothing around your hips and stomach in an effort to distract themselves from simply filling you up and going wild — they love to watch you sinking down on them, your back arched and breasts rising with every rise and fall. they meet your hips by raising their own, finding pleasure in watching your face pull into contorted shapes, hearing the moans and whimpers from your mouth. from down here, they like the control they can have, and on occasion, the submission of doing whatever you tell them to

— levi, armin, porco

BENT OVER

if they can bend you over it, they can fuck you on it. tables, beds, tree trunks, fences, desks, sinks — it’s like they’re trying to fuck you on every possible or available surface they can find. they just love to see the sight of your ass tilted up, hips pressing into a hard surface, legs spread in a desperate attempt to stay upright, all while they drive themselves into you however fast or hard they want to. they can be as gentle or as rough as they want to be; running their hands up your back and between your shoulder blades, or smacking your ass and pulling your hair — everything about fucking you from behind is perfect for them, and by the sounds of things, perfect for you

— eren, floch

[bonus] s4!eren loves to fuck you over a sink or a vanity, anywhere he can pull you back by your hair and make you watch in the mirror. his eyes never leave yours through the glass, his lips whispering the dirtiest things he can possibly think of just to get you to cum around him, to watch yourself unravel in his hands

RIDING THEIR FACE

they are a seat. that’s all they are, all they ever want to be — a seat for their perfect partner. they could spend hours with their tongue up your cunt, hands pressed into your ass or hips as you ride the features on their face. they would happily die of suffocation down here, just as long as you were happy and they got to taste their favourite thing in the world

— connie, onyankopon

GIVING THEM A BLOWJOB

every position is good with their partner, but absolutely nothing beats you on your knees between their legs, their cock in your mouth. a hand in your hair, on your cheek or the back of your neck, they love to watch you take care of them, especially after a particularly long and otherwise bad day. whether it’s simply between their legs as they sit, or as they lie down before bed — or under a desk when there are other people around, nothing will ever top the feeling of your mouth running itself up their dick, or how warm and wet it feels as you take them. 

— ERWIN, bertolt

REVERSE COWGIRL

“comfy, darlin?” with their hands on your hips, they love to help you sink down onto them, using your hips as handles to bring you up and down at whatever pace they fancy. they just love the sight of your face turning back to him with a pleasured look, the muscles in your back tensing whenever he hits that perfect spot up your pussy. seeing you looking like this makes him feel so proud — you’re taking him like its no problem, your ass bouncing on his stomach, toes curling as you set your hands on his legs for balance. he’ll let you take control until you tire, and then the fun can really begin

— reiner, kenny (help)

[bbunisre]

TEASER !

PAIRING ☆ jean kirschtein x fem!oc! ( you can just imagine it as yourself!!! i tried to describe physical features for this purpose x )

WARNINGS ☆ SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT, uhh idrk guys i lwk only wrote almost half of this LAWLSIES but ig sasha and niccolo aren't really a thing?!?! a little niccolo x oc, voyeurism (???), vulgar and dirty jokes lol, that's all i can think of rn, will update this OH YEA JEAN'S MASSIVE HORSECOCK :p

SUMMARY ☆ In which Mirabelle enters Paradis Island years before the Liberio Attack and finds herself instantly interested in Jean Kirschtein, an innocent man who is soon tied mercilessly to her womanly wiles. Jean attempts to escape her but can only run so far before he starts running back to her.

WORD COUNT ☆ 20k+ lock tf in

lemme know if you wanna be on the taglist <3

TAGLIST ☆ @lakeiskewl @greenie-c

CREDITS artwork: yuka_levi dividers: @dollywons @aestradairio

[starry-snippets]

captivate you. (band au! aot x reader)

howdy guys! started a band au fanfic for aot featuring Connie, Reiner, Marco, Jean, and Eren as the band Paradis. in this story you're a fan of the band since the get, proudly calling yourself an island devil; which is the name for those who rock out to their nu metal albums.

the story will contain adult themes, references to Christianity and religion, drug use (smoking, alcohol consumption, nothing one would call "extreme"), references to mental health issues, toxic pairings/couples (floch x reader), minor violence, profanity, sexual content, other relationships happening adjacently, and lots of mutual pining but being stupid about it :3

hope you cheek it out and enjoy!! will also post here :3

[levi501ackerman]

Steel Heart Chapter 8:

The Creature in the River

Hange x Reader Chapter Index Masterlist AO3

Megan's Note: A suppressed memory of my ex forced feeding me crickets against my will surfaced the other day. I stayed with him for like 2 years after that, but he did show me AOT LMAO??? Posted: 7/22/24

Word Count: 4.2k

Stones of the Karanese Headquarters plummeted to the wet cobblestone adding dust to the swirl of the thick smoke. The rain was relentlessly pouring. Blood from the dead bodies was spreading and diluted by the puddles. On the other side of the yard were the remaining cult members fighting for their last moments of living. The guards and the new surge of knights on horses were defeating the last of the Marleyan Cultists. 

Who was that woman? 

Their gaze.

Their sword.

They had a crested handle like the Royal King’s Guard swords. That knight swiped the necks of the cultists and saved you from them capturing you. You wanted to thank them and show them gratitude. An influx of knights and guards approached you, bombarding you with overlapping questions.

“Princess, are you okay?” “Are you hurt?” “Did they touch you?” “You need to escape!” “Princess, let's get you out of the rain!” “You’re safe now!” “Princess, we’re leaving!” “Take my hand!”

The group of the knights’ voices were overwhelming in your ear. You recognized some of their faces from Levi’s camp. Your breath staggered, and with multiple people pulling you up, you got on your feet. You breathlessly thanked them, thankful for their help and protection. 

A few knights with gleaming armor rode past on their horses while staring at you and the group of knights around you. Their gaze was heavy and yet there was almost a tinge of curiosity behind their eyes. It created a strange vulnerable feeling that you tried to ignore, focusing on the presence of knights around you reassuring your safety. 

“Thank you.” You hiccupped and whimpered. “Thank you!” Then sobbed again. Since waking up, your emotions were heightened and on the edge constantly. The Knights patted you and held your shoulders walking. The carnage of the remaining battle in the yard was blocked by the knights surrounding you. You could hear the hooves of horses, the clashing of steel, and the cries of death. 

Amongst the crowd of knights exiting the Karanese Headquarters was Connie's familiar face. He looked alert, frantic, yet healthy contrasting to how he looked earlier lying in the debris. 

“CONNIE!” You let out a joyful shriek, your heart was pounding at the sight of him alive. He survived. “CONNIE!” You waved your arms at him, and when he saw you, you swore he was just as delighted to see you. Connie urgently ran over to you and the knights.

“We’re leaving! Get a horse and go to the church!” He told Levi’s knights, breathing hard. You jumped on him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“I was so scared you were going to die!” You held him tight. “What happened?! How’s Jean?! How’s Levi?!” 

“Princess they are ok! We need to go to the stables!” Connie looked over to the stable in the distance, he started bolting fast and it caught you off guard. You and the knights hastily made their way to the stables following after Connie. Puddles were splashing, and the clang of the armor beat the slick cobblestone with each step of the quick pace. Your legs were aching from all the running through the night and yet you pushed onward.

As you reached the wooden doors of the stables, the restless horses were loud, whinnying in distress. The smell of hay reached your nose right as a knight pulled the oak doors open. Some horses were stomping their feet in their pen, and some tossed their heads, their eyes wide and filled with fear from hearing the turmoil outside. The knights scanned the pens for their horse and you looked for Levi’s black horse. In the back, you saw a black horse blaring mercilessly, Levi’s horse reared on its hindlegs like she wanted you to spot her.

“BEAUTY!” You yelled running toward her. Levi’s horse lowered herself as if knowing you saw her. She calmed down and was hanging her head over the gate. She lowered her neck as much as she could, making her muzzle align with your face. You unlatched the gate to her pen and hugged her neck. She seemed calmer and you looked into her eyes and Beauty looked into yours. The gentle gaze was almost like a sign of affection. Suddenly, she started walking out of the pen and you moved out of her way. You rubbed her shoulder, “Okay I’m going to get on you.” Beauty stared at you. You lifted your boot—with little pieces of hay stuck to the bottom—onto the foot straps of the saddle. Usually, you had Levi or Jean help you get up. You looked around and saw Connie busy taking care of his own horse. You huffed frustratedly, not sure what to do. With your foot hooked onto the foot straps, you pushed up with all your might and grabbed whatever part of the saddle you could reach, hoisting yourself onto Beauty. 

Being on a horse by yourself felt almost . . . powerful. The knights got on their horses, Connie was on his horse and had an extra horse with him. You held on to the reins and then stroked Beauty’s mane.

“Are you ready?” Connie called out.

“Yea!”

“Let’s go!” Connie’s horse took off out of the stable and into the rain. The knights followed after him. Your knowledge of riding horses was limited to what Levi told you. Tapping your heel to start the horse, pulling on the reins to slow down, and how to make the horse go right or left. You hoped not to run into any trouble. 

You tapped Beauty with your heel and she took off, making you use your core to keep balance. Once again the pouring rain was beating down hard when you were out from under the roof of the stables. Levi’s horse followed after the knights they were riding toward the iron gate when suddenly you noticed in front of the entrance doors Levi with Jean.

“LEVI!” You screamed and pulled Beauty to the left. As if Beauty saw Levi was at the front, she bolted toward him. Levi heard you scream his name and watched you coming toward him. You pulled back on the reins once getting closer and Beauty obediently halted. You hopped off, nearly falling, and then ran to Levi hugging him. “I was so scared you were going to die!”

“I’m fine.” He patted your back. You then looked at Jean and he had bandages around his head, looking a bit disoriented.

“Jean . . .” You said softly and gingerly hugged him, placing your head against his chest. “I’m so glad you are alive . . .” Jean blinked rapidly, exhausted. He kept his eyes on the ground.  

“We’re leaving Karanese and heading to the first meeting point! Connie keep an eye on Jean, I think he may have a concussion, but we can’t do anything about it until we’re safe.” Levi said. He pulled himself up onto his horse. You followed after him, not needing any help getting on anymore.

As you held onto Levi’s waist, you watched the last bit of the fighting between the guards, knights, and the Marleyan Cultists. A weight was lifted off your shoulders, knowing you were with Levi and leaving Karanese Headquarters. You still wondered who started the fire and how the cult knew you were in Karanese. You spaced out, feeling a twist in your stomach at the memories of the cultists pinning you down, carrying you, and touching you. It was still the middle of the night and you wished none of the destruction, danger, and deaths happened. You just wanted to sleep. 

You glanced at the burning headquarters behind you, watching knights throw buckets of water onto the fire. You tried to keep your eyes off the ground to avoid looking at the amount of bodies lying in the puddles. Behind you, Jean’s eyes were heavy, half-lidded and he looked drowsy as he rode his horse. He kept raising his eyebrows, pulling up his eyelids and you empathized with him, feeling exhausted.

With one final glance at the remaining fight, you noticed the knight that saved you from the cult members watching you leave. Who was that woman? A deep root of gratitude mixed with a sense of curiosity was born from their courage.

It took around forty minutes to ride past the inner gate, another half an hour to reach the area near the church, and then another half hour to set up tents and bedrolls. Levi wanted the camp to be a bit further than the church and closer to the river. You were exhausted and missed the few hours of sleeping in a real bed at the Karanese Headquarters. The small group of knights and Levi longed to rest. You had so many thoughts and questions, but your mind was too exhausted to care or emotionally process anything. You curled up in your bedroll, naked as your clothes were drenched and hanging outside of the tent. 

━━ ⊱ ⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆ ♡ ⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ⊰ ━━

It was morning. Maybe. The daylight was bright outside the tent and your stomach was empty. You turned over and gasped as you didn’t expect Jean to be lying near you. His breaths were even and deep. Blood soaked through a part of the bandages around his head. The gash must have been deep. Jean looked so peaceful yet fragile while sleeping.

You felt stuck. You were naked and your clothes were hanging outside. You grabbed the cloak and felt the cool damp fabric. It was all you had. You wrapped it around you, tensing at the wet fabric clinging to your back. The clammy fabric had an odd friction against your skin. You hoped Levi had more clothes. 

At the end of your bedroll was a familiar folded piece of clothing. When you picked the fabric up, it unfolded, and a small smile grew on your face. It was your nightgown. One of the few things you had left of home. Levi must have saved it for you in his bag. You checked if Jean was still asleep before changing into it. The soft cotton fabric was dry and nostalgic. It wasn’t even your favorite nightgown, just the one you were wearing the night you escaped Shiganshina. You blinked back tears and took a deep breath not wanting to cry. 

You slowly pulled back the fabric of the entrance of the tent, it was day and the sun was more toward the east. It was not too late in the morning. You gasped and furrowed your eyebrows. There was suddenly almost double the amount of tents there were before sleeping. There were some faces of knights that were unfamiliar. They were strangers. In the distance was a fire with some knights chatting and eating around it. Connie was talking with a knight with brown hair tied in a little bun. All these people and where are the horses? 

A few tents over was a large tent, unlike any tent you had seen before. It wasn’t Levi’s tent since you slept in it, though you don’t recall if Levi slept with you and Jean. It was wider and taller than the tents the knights slept in. You heard Levi’s lowered voice come from the tent. You couldn’t put together what he said, but it almost sounded like it was in a harsh tone. 

The morning air was chilly and the sun on your face was warming you a bit. As quietly as possible, you crept over to the entrance of the large tent. You could hear a woman’s voice. You split the fabric for the entrance apart and saw the knight in shining armor from last night. The knight that slashed the cultists’ throats, freeing you from them. They weren’t wearing armor, but you recognized their short brown hair and their one eye. Last night, you didn’t recall seeing them wear glasses or have an eyepatch. They were wearing a white collared long sleeve and tan slacks. The woman was sitting in a chair at a table and Levi was across the table standing with his arms intertwined. His eyes were sharp and his jaw was clenched. On the table were plates with crumbs and used silverware laid on top. They both had mugs of beverages.

“I didn’t get a single messenger from you, Levi!” The woman said frustratedly.

“Where were you?! I want—”

“IN TROST! Where we planned on meeting!” They crossed their arms and the two glared at each other. 

“Did you receive a messenger from Commander Erwin?” Levi asked slowly.

“No.” 

“You really don’t know what’s been going on, don’t you?” Levi asked but it was more like a statement. Levi breathed deeply, shut his eyes, and tilted his head up. “I received a messenger from Commander Erwin saying he would meet us in Trost—”

“What?! Why?! Why would Commander Erwin need to leave the castle?! Who would even be in charge of the Royal King’s Guard?!” 

“Apparently, Armin Arlert,” Levi said, and then he sat down in the chair. “Hange . . .” There was a slight hesitation in his voice. So this was the person Levi was talking about when he mentioned Dame Hange Zoe in the past. “We came across Flagon’s camp . . . his sword was taken and there were no survivors . . .” Their eyes went wide.

“No,” their voice wavered. Levi’s elbows were on the table, his hands clasped to each other, and he rested his mouth on his hands. Almost as if his hands could block the words he didn’t want to come out of his mouth. “I-I sent Moblit to deliver a message to Flagon . . .” Levi did not want to deliver the bad news. He blinked a couple times, staring at the table, and avoided Hange's prying gaze. Their chest was heaving with anticipation.

“ . . . He was there . . . when it happened . . .” Hange lifted their glasses and rubbed their eye. They stifled a sob and suddenly they banged their fist on the table. Your heart jumped, at the sudden rattle of the plates and from the pounding on the table. They abruptly stood up and slammed their plate on the ground, it shattered. Despite you feeling uneasy at Hange’s actions, Levi didn’t flinch.

“Easy,” He clipped. “Clean that up!”

“I’ll do that later!” Hange huffed and marched toward the entrance of the tent. You moved off to the side.

“Go nap, I hate when you’re cranky!”

“Don’t tell me what to do!” Hange sassed. “I’m going to bathe in the river!”.

“Good! You smell like shit!” Levi shot back as Hange moved the tent’s entrance fabric.

When Hange walked out of the tent they didn’t notice you at first, then they saw you out of the corner of their eye. They whipped their head to your trembling form, you looked up at them. Hange froze, their one brown eye wide, eyebrows nearly to their hairline, their cheeks pink-tinted from embarrassment, and they tried to regain their composure. You weren’t sure what to say and they didn’t either.

“Levi!” You ran into the tent, tending to his side. You knelt next to his chair, he looked tired, more than usual. “Are you okay?” Levi’s shoulders were tense and he didn’t take his eyes off the table. Then he exhaled and abruptly stood up. 

“It’s rude to eavesdrop.” Levi went around the table and began picking up the pieces of the broken plate, setting the pieces in a neat pile on the table. A twinge of guilt in your chest twisted. A memory flashed of Fairy Godmother Christa disciplining you for eavesdropping on her and Fairy Godmother Ymir’s conversation when you were a child. 

“You’re right. I’m sorry, Levi. I woke up a-and I didn’t know where you were . . .” You trailed after him when he started walking out of the tent, but before Levi could leave the tent you grabbed his wrist. “Who are all those people?!” Levi’s eyes softened and he swallowed his impatience. He knows everyone had a rough night, including you. When the knights from his camp told him the cultists captured you, he figured you would become even more fearful. 

“These knights are a part of Dame Hange’s squad, we were supposed to join them a while ago.” Levi led you out of the tent and the cool air hit you once again. “They have more food and more supplies . . . I want you to have a big breakfast.” 

Levi guided you through the campsite toward the campfire where knights were finishing their breakfast. The knights were talking amongst themselves while the clatter of their plates and utensils clinked together. The wafting of eggs, rice, and sausages filled your nose. As you approached, the knights’ conversations died down, giving their attention to your presence. One of the knights in charge of meal preparations noticed you and Levi approaching and he started to cook more sausages. 

“Good morning, your Highness.” A knight said. You looked around the clones of steel trying to figure out which knight greeted you. Their eyes were all fixed on you, staring at you in awe with a tinge of curiosity. Some with smiles on their faces and some murmuring to each other.  

“G-Good morning.”

“Did you sleep well, your highness?” A knight in front of you asked.

“Kind of,” you said and didn’t expect to get a few chuckles. 

“Did you sleep well?” You asked the knight. 

“I’ll sleep better tonight.” He smiled at you and you returned a friendly one. You felt their eyes on you, feeling insecure as they were analyzing every detail of your appearance. You glanced at them and saw their eyes again.

“Excuse me, Princess, how would you like your eggs?” The knight cooking asked gently.

“Not scrambled, please. Uh—s-sunny side up . . . please.” 

“Give her three,” Levi said and you furrowed your eyebrows.

“Levi?”

“Now that there’s enough food I want you to start eating larger meals. You will eat all of it.” Levi said firmly. You were taken back by Levi’s insistence.

“Is there enough breakfast to save some for Jean? He’s still asleep,” You asked the knight who was cracking the three eggs for you.          

“More than enough.”

When you got your plate of breakfast, you started eating the eggs and sausage. The buttery taste of the eggs was satisfying on your tastebuds. Levi started walking toward Connie and his friend. You trailed after him, seeking comfort being next to him. 

“Princess, take my seat.” A knight that stood up offered. 

“No, I’m good. Thank you.” You said following after Levi. Connie’s friend was eyeing you as you came closer with Levi and you switched to Levi’s other side to be next to Connie and Levi. 

“Hi Connie,” you said quietly and then glanced at his friend. His piercing green eyes were staring at you taking in your form. 

“Hey Y/N,” Connie said, and then he patted his friend's shoulder. He was tall, muscular, and had an expression of pure determination. “This is my friend from the cadet corp and a knight of the Royal King’s Guard, Eren Yeager.” You quietly gasp, recognizing his last name. He and Zeke had the same last name. Eren was younger-looking than Zeke. Then your heart sank at the realization that when the cultists were taking you away you didn’t see what happened to Zeke. Or Oluo. Not that you wanted to see their deaths, but you didn’t know what happened to them. 

“I—you’re Zeke’s brother?” You asked unsurely.

“Yes, we’re half brothers. We’re not close,” Eren said, his voice slow and almost solemn.

“Zeke saved me from the Marleyan mutts killing me! He along with other knights helped me escape the burning building last night . . . I don’t know what happened to him after I was captured . . .” You peered into Eren’s eyes and his expression didn’t change. “I’m sorry.” It was quiet between the four of you. You felt awkward and started eating the rice on your plate. Almost like a deflection Levi spoke. 

“Eat your food, then after you’re going to the river to bathe,” Levi said and a flush rose to your cheeks. You avoided Connie and Eren’s gaze. 

“You’re coming with, right? I don’t want you to leave me alone.” Levi blinked a couple of times, almost stunned to even reply.      

“No,” He said dryly. “That’s inappropriate—”

“I just want your protection . . .” Your heart rate quickened slightly, thinking of being by the river and then a ward of Marley Cult members capturing you when no one was watching.

“Hange is at the river. They will be there to protect you. The river isn’t far from here, just over the hill. If you scream everyone will hear you.” You weren’t sure how you felt about Hange. They smashed a plate when they were angry. It took a moment for you to empathize with Hange’s actions. They were just upset about the death of their friend.

“Will you stay nearby, please? Just in case something happens!” You lowered your pleading voice. “Why don’t you bathe down the river where you can’t see, but will be nearby?”

“The men bathe in the evening. You and Hange will bathe in the morning.”

“I’m not going to bathe at all if you’re not nearby!” Connie and Eren snickered at your sass, no one ever went up against Captain Levi. It reminded them of someone they knew . . .

“Listen you brat! You’re going to go bathe and Hange will be there to protect you!” Levi whispered harshly, he was an inch from your face so that the whole camp wouldn’t hear your arguing. 

“Why can’t you just be over the hill, Levi?! Please, I just want your protection,” You whined and stomped your foot on the grass. Levi stared at you and then audibly sighed. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands.

“Fine!” He clenched his jaw. A wave of guilt and embarrassment came over you.

“Thank you, Levi . . . I’m sorry. I just . . . I don’t know.” You looked at your plate as you took another bite of the sausage. Levi had his arms crossed, glaring at Levi and Connie snickering. Connie couldn’t hold in his laughter and it infectiously spread to Eren.

After you ate your entire plate of breakfast, you and Levi walked away from the camp. Levi was holding a new cup of steaming hot tea. You looked down at the grass, listening to the whispered crunching under your boots. The trickling water of the river started to become audible the closer you got to the top of the hill. The silence between you and Levi highlighted the brushing of the grass when the wind blew through it. Levi stopped almost at the top. 

“Levi, I’m sorry about earlier. I was being a brat. I hope you can forgive me . . .” You faced the direction toward the river and Levi turned to face the camp. He was silent for a moment, but he glanced at you first. You listened to him while staring ahead at the top of the hill.

“Princess, I know you didn’t ask for any of this. It’s unfair to grow up away from the castle, living life one way and later you’ll be told to live life differently . . .” You furrowed your eyebrows, hearing Levi’s words. “When you live in the castle you’ll have a very comfortable and safe life. But I think you’re going to be your truest and freest self here.” Levi sat down on the grass with his tea. You were confused. You glanced at the top of his black-haired head and knowing Levi won’t break your trust, you trudged to the top of the hill. 

The top of the hill had a larger view of everything around you. Across the other side of the river was another hill that you couldn’t see much over and on the shoreline were light rocks. There they were. 

The sight of Hange sitting near the shoreline of the river, naked. Their knees were drawn up and hugged to their chest. Their head was resting on their knees and their damp short brown hair laid on their neck, barely touching their shoulders. The water submerged their feet and their butt. You looked at Levi behind you who had his back to you. Then, you started going down the hill, approaching Hange slowly like they were a peaceful animal in nature that you wanted a closer look at. You’ve never seen another naked woman before and you gazed at the toned muscles on their back. The definition was evident even when they were relaxed. You came behind them from their right side and you saw the glimmering water on their skin. The curious and admirable thoughts of their body flooded your mind. You didn’t blink for a while, it was like you did not want to take your eyes off a calm vulnerable animal. When you stepped on the light rocks, your breath hitched and Hange’s head snapped to you. The white of their brown eye was red and their face was blotchy. You both stared at each other for a moment, you froze, heart beating in your chest. It was like the peaceful animal noticed your presence and was too startled to move. But really who caught who?

“ . . . Hi Hange . . .” You breathed out. They turned to their left and picked up something. You realized they were putting their eyepatch back on when you saw the band wrap around their head. They placed their oval wired glasses on their nose, turned to you and gave you a friendly yet weak smile.

“Hey . . .”

next chapter Chapter 9: Versions of Them

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[ukeshik]

Dear sexy funny Constance is half ready🤭🤭🤭🤭

But now I understand that I would really like to write some kind of modern au with Nicolo in the chef/owner restaurant. But I understand that no one will read this, and I would probably like you to do more than one chapter. 😩😩😩

(I remind you that for now I'm just hatching all the ideas with Jean, and then all his power and splendor will fall on you someday, whether you want it or not😈😈😈😈😈)

[rreyie]

𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧- 𝙖𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: niccolo calls you down to the kitchen to ask you to sample a new kind of meat. i think you know where this is going.

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: smut! oral sex (both receiving), fem! reader, unedited work, kinda short lmao

𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙚: smut/nsfw

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨: niccolo, reader insert

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚: there’s literally no stories with niccolo on here and that upsets me.... well i am now here to turn that around 😏 i was debating if instead of the reader i would put sasha but i think i’m better at character x reader than character x character

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you entered the spacious kitchen niccolo owned, as the scent of fresh bread wafted around the room. the scent was inhaled through your nose, mouth watering as you could practically taste it.

niccolo was leaning against the counter, wavy blonde hair parted in the middle as his apron was tied unusually tightly around him. flour was dusted along the red apron, creating small white patches on the fabric.

“what are you doing up at this hour?” you asked. “an even better question, why do you want me down here at 11:30 at night?” you referred to the note that he had left on your bed, asking you to report to the kitchen to taste something he had made.

“well if you’re here then you already know”, he responded. his hazel eyes nervously looked around the room as he desperately tried to think of something to say without being awkward. “i was wondering if you could help me taste a special kind of meat i cooked up.” he gulped.

your eyes lit up. “really? then why don’t you want anyone else down here tonight? why only me?”

niccolos cheeks turned a bit red. “because this meat is reserved for you.”

what the fuck does he mean, meat only reserved for me? you ask yourself.

well, your question was answered as soon as you noticed a bump form in the area between niccolos legs, covered by the fabric. his print showed, eager for attention.

your face turns red like a ripe tomato. you also notice that his arms and legs were bare, indicating that he wasn’t wearing anything underneath that apron.

“w-why aren’t you wearing anything underneath that?” you ask him.

“well, i asked you to taste some meat, didn’t i?” he asked. he walks over to you, and cups your cheek. his print presses against your stomach, feeling the bulge harden upon contact.

he presses his lips against yours, swirling his tongue around your mouth, admiring the pleasant taste that was on your lips. you kiss him back, feeling his lips that were softer than butter itself.

“ready to be my taste tester, y/n?”

“i’d love to.”

niccolo fiddled with the straps that tied arond his wast and neck, the apron promptly falling to his knees.

your eyes immediately fall upon what’s in between his legs. he’s already hard, the tip a flushed pink and his shaft a pale peach color. niccolo smirks as he watches you observe his dick.

“like what you see?” he asks as he pulls you closer to him again. you nod, and niccolo grabs your chin.

“good, now start tasting.”

he shoves you downwards, falling on your knees as he looks down on you expectantly.

your hand moves to his cock, and wraps around it as you feel the stiff and soft flesh that your hand is currently enveloping. you had no idea how niccolo’s dick was that soft.

another thing you began to question was how you were going to fit his fat cock in your mouth. he had to be at least 8 inches, with some pretty outstanding girth.

you move your hand up and down loosely as you feel niccolo twitch, and let out a groan.

you create a bit of saliva in your mouth and spit on his cock, and use both hands to rub it up and down his shaft so your hands could glide a bit easier.

after jerking him for a bit of time, a little bit of pre cum begins to form at his tip that has went from pink to red. you press your thumb over his tip and give it a gentle rub. a small gasp escapes from his throat as you rub his tip a few more times.

eventually, you guide his swollen cock into your mouth, giving it a few kitten licks on the way in. you begin to bob your head, feeling his shaft against the slick walls of your mouth.

“h-holy shit...” niccolo stammers. “just like that, please... oh my god...”

you give him a grin as you look up at him with doe eyes, trying to look as innocent as you possibly can.

as niccolo looked back into your eyes, he couldn’t help but buck his sturdy hips, shoving his cock further into the back of your throat. you gag, unprepared for that amount of impact.

“shit, sorry”, he says as you cough. “did that hurt?”

“no, i’m fine”, you say. “actually, it’s fine if you do that, it’s... kind of hot. face fuck me if you want to-“

niccolo doesn’t need another word. he thrusts his hips into your mouth, earning a muffled moan from you. he fills your poor mouth up to the brim, fat cock taking up every inch of space in your mouth. the tip of him repeatedly hits the back of your throat as your toes curl.

“you feel... so- good...” he stutters, as he continues to face fuck you mercilessly, at this point not caring if he’s making you gag or choke on him. “y-you’re gonna make me cum...”

you would respond, but as much as you wanted to, you couldn’t. you wouldn’t dare pull away from him as he’s so close. you only hum in response, the hum sounding a bit more like a moan. this pushes him further to the edge as adrenaline rushes through his veins.

his thrusts turn sloppy as he come closer to the end, numerous grunts coming from his mouth.

“ah- oh my go- ngh! i’m gonna- ahh...” he groans raspily as he cries your name one last time before releasing his load into your mouth. your mouth is now filled with both niccolos cock and his thick cum.

he pulls out, dick now coated in a mixture of saliva and his own cum. no matter how hard you try, you just couldn’t swallow it all down. a bit of cum spills out of your mouth as you force it down your throat.

niccolos breath softens as he looks you in the eyes.

“you’re a natural, eh?” he asks you.

“if that’s what you want to call it”, you reply.

he chuckled. “guess i should return the favor now, i’m just not sure if i’m as good as you.”

(breaking news! he’s wrong. very, very wrong.)

“that... would be nice.”

he lifts you up onto the counter as the cold surface is felt on your ass. niccolo is quick to pull down your pants, afterwards, the white blouse that you’re wearing is quickly discarded onto the floor. at this point, you’re clad in only your bra and panties.

niccolo pushes your legs apart, and pushes your panties, soaked in your arousal, aside. his eyes widen as he stares at your womanhood.

“you’re wet...” he says. “did i really make you that turned on?”

you nod. he makes quick work of his tongue as he places it in between your slick folds, eventuallly sliding it in your hole.

“ni-niccolo!” you gasp. he looks up at you with his hazel orbs, blonde hair all in his face. he gives you a smug smile, and speeds up his pace.

his tongue approaches your clit and gives it a little flick or two, and circles his tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves. your legs buckle from the pleasure.

his tongue dives into your folds again and licks every fold you have, savoring the taste you provide him. eventually, his tongue once again plunged into your hole, sliding in and out repeatedly.

you tug his blonde locks as he goes in deeper and deeper, and the burn in your stomach turns into a fire. your legs twitch uncontrollably as you feel yourself nearing your end.

you whine as you feel the fire in your stomach take over your entire body, the sensation taking over you as you come on niccolos face. a sting of moans escapes from your mouth, crying out for niccolo to keep going and to help you through the orgasm. you feel your juices sliding down your pussy as niccolo laps them up like a kitten.

“you tasted wonderful”, he said. leaning against you on the cold granite counter, he kisses you again so you can taste yourself on his tongue. something pokes at your thigh, and as you look down, niccolo is already hard again.

“dammit”, he scoffs. “got a boner again. up for round two?”

giggling, you get on your knees once again and help him take care of his little problem.

[coff33jelly]

⚠nsfw links: aot boys pt2⚠

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Edit : 13.02.2022 yall none of the links work anymore, all the accounts have been suspended😭 so dont bother interacting w these posts anymore til i make a part4 !!

Edit : 26.01.22 some links dont work anymore cus a lot of accounts have been taken down since i ve made these posts, so im sorry for that :( i plan on making new ones hopefully soon and maybe using ph links this time so there s a smaller chance they ll get taken down. thank you for all the likes, reblogs and comments, they re very much appreciated !!

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armin : video  video  video

connie : video  video  video  video

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levi : video  video  video  video

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onyankopon : video  video

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don’t worry i don’t forget the boys ofc, they are so much more than the girls😩

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eren

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floch

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erwin

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[desireness]

Wants & Needs [Sasha x f!reader] 16+

-cw: au, praising, oral sex, thigh riding, fingering, wlw, slight choking, dom! reader, sub! sasha

sneak peak: You’ve had attraction for your friend Sasha for a very long time. What will happen when she calls, begging you to hangout? Especially when she confesses that she’s been so horny lately..

notes: Been having sasha brain rot recently so here’s this. Sasha is just *chefs kiss*. Enjoy.

You open your eyes to the sound of your ringtone going off on your phone. You search around for your phone on your bedside table without even looking, too tired to bother. You briefly look at your phone’s screen to check who’s calling you.

“Sasha, what the fuck do you want?” you ask annoyed.

“Were you already sleeping? what are you? a fucking grandma?” she snorts.

“yea, i’m hanging up”

“NO WAIT”

Sasha goes on to talk about how she’s sorry for waking you up and babbles about other irrelevant things. She could be so annoying sometimes but you love that about her.

“Okay, why did you actually call?” you ask rubbing the tiredness away from your eyes.

“i’m bored... and hungry. Please bring food and come hangout with me” she whines over the phone.

You hesitate at first, wanting to sleep more but also not wanting to let her down. Plus, you forgot to eat dinner before bed anyways so why not?

“Fuck it, fine. You owe me though.” You say before hanging up.

You sigh, throwing your phone on the bed. You get out of your bed, quickly missing the warmth and comfort it provided. A chill washes over your skin as you’re exposed to the cold air of your room. You go to put on a warm hoodie and decide to keep your comfy sweatpants on. You quickly grab your car keys and your phone, taking one last glance in the mirror before heading towards the parking lot of your apartment complex. Your hair was messy and disheveled, but you could care less. You were just going to see Sasha anyways.

On your way to her apartment, you stop at Sasha’s favorite fast food restaurant to get dinner for you both. The drive there was short, only about ten minutes. As you arrived you texted her, “here.”

She didn’t reply, which was quite strange. She’s usually fast at replying, especially when there is food involved. As you reach her apartment door, you type in the passcode and walk right in like you normally do. You walked into the kitchen and set the bag of food on the counter.

“Sasha?” you called out. No answer.

You walk towards her bedroom, opening the door that was already cracked open. There she was, cuddled up in her blankets, sleeping. “For fuck’s sake.” You said under your breath.

Sasha looks so pretty with her hair down and sprawled out on her pillow. You had always noticed how attractive she was. Sometimes staring a little too long at her face or especially, her lips. Her skin is so gorgeous and bright. You often find your touches on her skin lingering too long or your eyes wandering over her body whenever she changed in front of you. She was perfect and it often made your head so full of her. Wondering was it was like to touch her, kiss her, taste her, pleasure her.

You realized these actions weren’t normal for regular friends, you’ve known that for awhile so you never acted on them in fear that she might push you away. Plus, it’s not like you’ve ever really had the chance, she’s always been with some guy. They were all trash and the relationship often didn’t last long but still, it frustrated you. She deserves better, no, the best. You’ve heard all of her sex stories and how they never seem to truly satisfy her. You knew you could be the one to do that for her, make her feel so good. Sometimes you day dream about filling her up with your fingers and having her scream your name. You get wet just thinking about it. If only you had the chance.

You move some hair out of her sleepy face, admiring her for a few more seconds before softly shaking her awake. “Sash, wake up I brought food.” You say sweetly.

Sasha’s eyes flutter open and she sits up, yawning and stretching.

“Ahh shit, sorry for falling asleep. Thanks for coming.” She softly smiles at you making you flash a smile back. " ‘s ok”

You’re sitting in front of her, watching her grab her phone and look at the time. 12:23 A.M. She’s wearing an oversized t-shirt, exposing her plush thighs to you. You rub your thighs together to help ease the tension. You could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra and probably wearing some cute lace panties as well. It’s driving you crazy, you want to feel her so badly.

Sasha lays back on her bed with a groan. You ask her what’s wrong and she replies “i’ve been so fucking horny lately and nico’s been busy so I can’t even call him up. It’s so annoying.” She sighs. This only made you crave her more, trying so hard to push your desires away. “Maybe I should buy a new vibrator or something to keep me company.” She laughs. You smiled but didn’t think it was funny. She didn’t need a vibrator or anything else. What she needed was you.

“Anyways, where’s the food?” She asks eagerly.

“In the kitchen...” You trail off looking at the small bit of drool placed on the corner of her mouth. You take your thumb and wipe it away, your touch lingering a little too long on her lips. All Sasha did was giggle.

Before Sasha could say anything, you place your lips on hers, holding her chin between your thumb and your pointer. You kiss her softly, afraid to scare her off by being too aggressive at first. Sasha’s eyes are wide open, slowly processing the scene before her. You continue to move your lips against hers but you quickly realize she isn’t doing the same. You take this as a hint that she is uncomfortable, parting away from her lips. Not even a second after you broke the kiss, Sasha leaned back in to put her lips on yours. Her hands are on both sides of your cheeks, cupping your face.

Your lips move in synch with hers, relishing in each other’s taste. You want to memorize what she tastes like, you aren’t in any hurry. Your mind is fuzzy as you run your tongue against her bottom lip, asking for entrance. She quickly abides slightly opening up her mouth so your tongue could slide in. Your tongues intertwine, pulling a sweet moan from her mouth into yours. Your cunt clenches in response. It’s your first time hearing her pretty voice like that, all whiny and submissive. It was all because of you. You briefly came back to your senses, pulling away from her lips.

She is slightly panting, lips glossy from the kiss. She looks so sensual right now. “What about niccolo?” you say, slightly averting your eyes so your not tempted to throw her on the bed and fuck her right there, not caring about her feelings. “We’re not exclusive or anything.” She grabs the hem of your shirt, nervously playing with it between her fingers. “So don’t stop, please.” She’s blushing, eyes meeting yours. That’s all you needed to hear from her, a sign that she wants you to keep making her feel good.

You take no time reattaching your lips with hers, placing your hands on her waist to pull her onto your lap. You take your time to pepper sweet kisses from her lips to her jaw then to her neck. Taking the skin of her neck between your teeth while she hisses at the sting, gripping your shoulders roughly. You use the pad of your tongue to ease the sting, tasting her skin. It wasn’t hard for you to find her sweet spot. You suck and kiss her skin, making her an aroused mess on top of your lap. You creep your hands underneath her shirt, feeling the sides of her waist and ribs, while just brushing against the underside of her breasts. You can tell she’s getting impatient from the way she’s letting out small desperate gasps at your touches. You like seeing what a mess she is for you. You can feel the goosebumps on her skin as you feel around underneath her shirt. You give her jaw one last kiss before you pull away to grab ahold of the hem of her shirt. You shoot her a glance of permission and she quickly nods.

One you slide the shirt up and over, her breasts bounce down on full display for you to see. You can only mutter “fuck” at the sight before you. You had seen Sasha barely clothed before but never like this. You’ve never seen this sight knowing you had full control over it. Your eyes wander over her body being completely topless, only some cute lace underwear covering her cunt. “You’re so gorgeous, baby.” you say grasping her breasts in your hands. Sasha moans in response, loving the way you praise her.

You eagerly attach your mouth to her breast, finding the nipple with ease. She immediately whines at the contact. You suck on one breast and palm at the other, making her fingers intertwine with your hair and slightly tug on it when you nip and roll at her nipples. Her breasts are the prettiest you’ve ever seen. Perfectly round and perky, god she’s amazing. You feel her start to grind on top of you, trying to relieve the growing ache between her legs. That only makes you want her more.

“Ride my thigh, baby.” You whisper in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. You grasp her ass and her hips with your hands and guide her body over yours. Helping her ride you while your face is buried in her tits. She gasps at the sudden contact, burying her face into your neck. Her breasts practically bounce in your mouth as she moves back and forth. She nibbles and bites on your neck, trying to handle the overall pleasure of it all. You can tell she’s getting close by the way she’s whining in your ear, hands grasping your shoulders tightly.

All of a sudden you grab her hips harshly, stopping her from making anymore movement. She whimpers at the loss of contact, making you smile as you leave a sweet kiss on her shoulder. You look up at her, grasping her jaw and giving her a light kiss. Your fingers find her wet clothed cunt, making her gasp into your mouth. She whines loudly as soon as your fingers start to circle her clit. You moan in response into her mouth, lapping your tongues sloppily.

She lets out a desperate muffled, “please” into your neck. “Please what? hmm?” you purr bringing her face to look at yours. Her face is a flushed mess and her lips are slightly swollen, making you feel proud of yourself knowing you caused it. Sasha grabs your your other hand that is on her ass and places it near her cunt. “Your fingers, need them so bad.” She pleas. You hum in response, bringing your fingers up to your lips, not hers. You want her to watch you make them wet, so that it’s engraved her mind. You swirl your tongue around your fingers, making wet and sloppy sounds. Sasha watches eagerly, letting out a needy moan. You remove your fingers, leaving a string of saliva connecting from your mouth to your fingers.

Sasha stands up, removes her panties, and sits her pretty ass right back on your lap. You move your fingers down to her folds and softly run through them. Sasha let’s out a small gasp as your fingers reach down to find her slit, teasing the entrance. “Shit, you’re so wet. All this for me?” She nods in agreement with a breathy moan.

You insert your two fingers inside her, painfully slow. She clenches down hard and squeezes her eyes shut. You want her to feel every part of your fingers, want her to remember this feeling. “Feels so good inside me.” She says sweetly, making you pump your fingers inside her just to hear more of her sweet voice. She rides your fingers as you pump them into her at the same time. She throws her head back in pleasure, giving you perfect access to her neck. She cries out your name as you kiss and suck on her sweet spot while filling her up. You grip her ass hard, helping her move up and down on your now soaked fingers. Her walls are so squishy and wet, making you fuck her with your fingers ruthlessly. She repeatedly lets out loud high pitched moans. You’re soaked at this point, all aroused because of her pleasure.

“Am close, you’re filling me up so good!” She cries out. Her words go straight to your cunt and you increase the speed of your fingers, using your thumb to circle her clit at the same time. The erotic sounds of her wetness and her moans fill the room, leaving you so satisfied. Her tits are flying up and down as she rides you faster and you take a mental screenshot to remember this sight forever. “Who’s making you feel good hm? Who’s the one that’s pleasuring you the way no one ever has?” You groan. Your free hand finds it’s place around her neck, squeezing ever so slightly. “You are! It’s all you!” She sobs. The coil in her stomach has reached it’s max and is ready to snap. “Fuck, good girl.” You grunt grabbing her jaw and pulling it forward so your faces are inches away. “Now come for me, pretty.” And she does, practically screaming your name as she cums around your fingers.

She collapses onto your shoulder, panting into your neck. You rub soft circles on her clit to help her come down from her high. You pull your fingers out gently and place them in your mouth to clean them off. She tastes so sweet and saccharine, you can’t help but want to clean her off with your tongue. You whisper sweet praises to her, telling her how amazing she did. She nuzzles into your neck, leaving soft kisses as a thank you.

She hops off of your lap, laying down on the bed. You take no time to pull your sweatpants and panties down. You are so wet, you couldn’t just leave yourself like this. Sasha stares at the ceiling, unaware of your actions until you climb on top of her, cunt hovering over her breasts. She lifts her head up slightly with a confused expression on her face but blushes at the sight of your bare and soaked count. You slightly drag you cunt over her breasts as you grab the back of her head and say “Remember how you said you were hungry? Now eat.”

You practically shove her face into your pussy and she complies. Kissing and kitten-licking your folds at first, making you satisfyingly sigh. She grabs onto the back of your thighs, pushing you closer. You’re basically sitting on her face now. She finally starts to lap her tongue on your clit, making you grip her hair hard. You let out a series of satisfied, loud moans making Sasha whine into your cunt. You praise her for her good work. “such a good girl for me, gonna make me cum, baby?” She pulls away to nod at you before placing her tongue on your pussy again.

She sucks on your clit repeatedly, making your hips slowly ride her face. You do your best not to crush her face in the process. Her tongue feels so good and you love having this power of her. You love quite literally sitting on her face while she submits to all of your requests. She slips her tongue into your dripping hole, making you groan as your throw your head back. You continue riding her face as the room fills with wet sounds from her tongue slipping in and out of you.

It all starts to become too much for you, making your legs twitch and shake. Sasha pulls away for a second. “Want you to cum” She pleas looking up at you, teasing your clit with her tongue. She looks so cute with her begging eyes. You hum in response, grabbing the back of her head. “Since you’ve been very compliant, i’ll allow it.” You stroke the side of her mouth before entering two of your fingers inside. You collect her saliva and your own juices with your fingers, making her pleasantly sigh in response. You bring your fingers out of her mouth and place them on your tongue. “Make mommy cum.”

You shove her face right back where it belongs, earning a gasp from her. She flicks her tongue on your clit at a rapid speed which makes you a moaning mess. You moan over and over again as her tongue reaches all the right places. Her tongue switches between your hole and clit, making you see stars. Your legs start to shake and your breathe picks up. You can feel yourself about to cum by the way your stomach and pussy tingles, sending you into pure euphoria. Sasha focuses on your clit, flicking her tongue ruthlessly to help your reach your high. Your orgasm washed over you with a loud high pitched moan, making your mouth into a perfect O shape. You cum all over Sasha’s face.

She circles your clit with her tongue to help you come down from your high, cleaning all of your release off your pussy and thighs with her tongue. You come back to your senses and remove yourself from her grasp. You both lay there for a couple of minutes, processing everything that just occurred. You couldn’t help but smile, knowing that you just fucked Sasha better than anyone else ever has. All Sasha could say was “wow” and giggle. You laughed along with her, pushing her hair out of her face.

All of a sudden, Sasha’s phone rings. You grab it, seeing Niccolo’s name on the screen and hand it to her. You can slightly hear Niccolo tell her he’s free tonight if she wants. You kiss her shoulder sweetly, waiting for her response. “I’ll pass, i’m pretty content at the moment.” She smiles at you and hangs up on him.

She gives you a quick peck before heading off towards the kitchen. She looks back at you with a cute smile before leaving the room. “Thanks for two meals tonight, by the way.”

[elysianslove]

please for the love of everything holy, give us attack on titan dick headcanons like you did with jjk and haikyuu 🤲🏻🤲🏻

i've been waiting for this one and i love your fics sm,, you're literally one of my fav bloggers ily <33

havsjdd ONE OF MY FAVE SERIES YES,,, i can’t just do all characters so i did the ones i’m most familiar with (aka mains 🤧) if you want others lmk!!

as always, this is purely for fun!! i don’t intend to be crazy realistic :)

other works; haikyuu captains, setters, middle blockers, aces and jujutsu kaisen

ATTACK ON TITAN DICK ANALYSIS

levi ackerman

as much as this hurts, he’s probably barely average. i mean, to be fair, he was extremely malnourished as a child, but i’ll be generous and say he’s 5.2 inches. such a pretty cock :( like it has a dark golden/brown tan to it, with a pink tip. also idk why but something tells me levi has a birthmark on his dick. don’t ask, he just has like this cool, brown splotch right beneath the tip. anyways, it curves up and inwards, i’m so sure. the girth and length are proportional, and he’s relatively veiny!! cute, thick balls too. is being clean shaven a thing in that universe? if it is, consider it done obviously.

eren jaeger

he has a big dick idc. just so hung i cannot. eren dick print is immaculate i will cry. fat cock, 6.8 inches, veiny as fuck. like thick veins you feel them when he’s inside of you. the shaft is just the tiniest bit darker than his skin, and the tip is dark, angry red, especially he’s all hard and wet. doesn’t really curve, to be honest, maybe a little to the right. oh and he has fat balls. heavy balls. breeder balls. he cums and his balls are still so full — insanity. doesn’t shave at all though like it’s so unkempt <//3 likes to shove your face down when you suck him off as if to make a point <//3

armin arlert

omg his dick’s so pretty. like sososo pretty. pale shaft and the cutest pink tip. like it’s kind a pastel pink but then he’s hard and it gets even darker, like a dark pink. it flushes so gorgeous when he’s hard and dripping for you. he’s like 6.3 inches, and it curves at the tip a little. more veiny than you’d imagine actually!!! his balls and tip are extremely, over the top, sensitive suck on them and he’s gone. oof and if you suck and then blow cold air? he might pass out. obviously clean shaven! sometimes he forgets tho but same way he doesn’t care if you are, you don’t care if he is either. nothing screams thoughtful like armin after all.

jean kirstein

HES SO BIG HELP. idk the timeskip.... he screams bde..... horsecock jean..... 7.2 inches bye. literally mouthwatering pretty, just a tan, bronze-ish shaft, prominent veins, dark pink tip that gets all bright when it’s wet. longer than he is thick but he will rearrange your guts absolutely. stick straight, doesn’t curve, isn’t sensitive so he’ll straight up cockwarm you whenever wherever (cockwarm any of your holes which one is available rn shawty). he trims, and there’s the hottest happy trail from beneath his belly button down to his crotch. when he stretches and it shows fhdbdhcjf

connie springer

my boy has an average dick <3 just 5.6 inches, good girth, good length, no curve. actually it’s kinda fat.... kinda.... might be a stretch taking him.... it’s okay he lives between those thighs anyways. pale pink tip that doesn’t darken all that much when hard, golden shaft, prominent veins. he’s clean shaven because he’s scared you’ll leave him if he wasn’t </3 forgot once and had a freak out session the moment he undressed till he realized it wasn’t that big of a deal.

reiner braun

HOLT FUCK PLEASE. HIS DICK IS SO BIG STOP. he’s 7.7 INCHES NO TAKESIES BACKSIES. hole splinter. pussy/bussy destroyer. cervix kisser. tummy bulger. golden shaft and a dark pink tip. literally so veiny. so much girth you cannot. cannot imagine. just size kink with reiner pls. heavy balls that have so much to give, but baby’s so easily sensitive <3 kind of clean shaven? depends on his mood? the time he has? whether you’re 100% for/against it or 50-50, etc.

bertholdt hoover

why do i get the feel, the vibes if you will, that he has such a big dick. like it shocks people when they see it. he’s probably hella long like 7 inches long, listen i cannot explain it he just has a big dick. dark shaft and the deepest red for a tip. not that veiny, but curves nicely to the right. extremely sensitive balls oh my god. will cry if you overstimulate him <3

niccolo

sasha’s so lucky <//3 big dick i know it. 6.7 inches and it’s gorgeous, with a golden tan to the shaft that flushes out to a bright, pale pink tip. when he’s hard it gets a blush pink/red so pretty. kinda veiny, kinda not. like it’s alright! he has amazing orgasm control his dick‘s tip will be purpling but you have to cum a million times before he‘s okay with cumming. trims, so not 100% clean shaven.

porco galliard

such a fat dick. it’s like 5.1 inches but it’s so fat you will cry taking it. the stretch burns oh my god. also he has no concept of prep so please, teach him. mauve/pink-ish tip, just a light tan shaft. it’s kinda flushed all over tbh, darker at the tip, lighter the longer you go along his shaft. curves to the right a little! doesn’t believe in being clean shaven sorry <//3

kenny ackerman

sorry am i allowed to do him? dilf! or gilf? 🤔 idk i just know his dick is huge. massive. 7.5 inches. so big. the tip is such a dark red, the shaft is dark and tan. hella, hella veins. like so much. not clean shaven obviously. im not gonna say anything else i dont wanna taint my dignity even more.

[3d-wifey]

AoT Boys: How They Give Head

Honestly prefers giving more than receiving. He finds quickies too barbaric. But eating you out in a public place? Sign him the fuck up: Mike, Erwin, Onyankopon, Niccolo, Willy Tybur, and Bertolt

Could cum untouched just from eating you out. He could stay between your legs forever if only you'd let him: Reiner, Connie, Armin, and Bertolt and Niccolo again

Uses it as an opportunity to overstimulate you. Won't even think of stopping when you say you're too sensitive: Eren, Levi, Zeke, Porco, Connie again, and Jean

Will only do it if you agree to give him head first: Floch and Kenny

(Extra) Most likely to eat their cum out of you after they've fucked you and kiss it into your mouth: Eren, Floch, Connie, Jean, Porco, and Zeke

[levi501ackerman]

Steel Heart Chapter 7:

Dame Hange Zoe

Hange x Reader Chapter Index Masterlist

Megan's Notes: slay. Posted: 7/20/24

Word Count: 3.7k

!!Warning: violence and unsettling descriptions!! <3

You hovered over the hole looking down at the ground floor. There were so many knights amongst the chaos of rubble and fire. The knights were doing their best to tame the fire from spreading into the main room from the busted wall. Other knights began pulling heavy stones off the pile in an attempt to help knights that survived the blow. A knight was bent over Connie checking the pulse on his neck. You pleaded that he was only unconscious. Jean was on his stomach and a knight rolled him over, he had a gash with blood oozing from it, in the same area that your cut was. You were practically leaning into the hole, heart pounding, when you saw Levi’s eyes flutter open and his steel eyes looked up at you.

“Princess! We need to leave before the fire spreads!” A knight from Levi’s camp pulled your arm, pulling you away from the hole, pulling you away from seeing if Jean or Connie were alive. You gasped, coming face to face with the older man. His alarmed face had a thin layer of dust and sweat along his blonde hairline. Though you hesitated to go with the group of men, there was no one else. They weren’t complete strangers, so you had to trust them for your survival. 

“Eld! This hall leads to stairs!” A man with dark brown hair at the end of the hall called out. The blonde man named Eld started pulling you and you both ran down to the end of the stone corridor. The hall rumbled and startled you, almost making you trip over your own foot. You whimpered and hairs stood on the back of your neck, dreading for the ceiling above you to suddenly fall. You clung to the blonde man’s arm as you and the knights were rushing down the stairs. It led out into a long elegant hall. There were paintings of past commanders against the dark maroon wall, a long dark purple rug on top of the dark oak floors, and golden lighting fixtures complimenting the warmth of the decadent hall. The knights did not know whether to turn left or right. 

“DAMN IT! Karanese Headquarters is like a fucking maze!” The knight with grey hair said. 

“Why couldn’t this happen in Trost?! That place is plain as fuck!” The knight you clung to yelled frustratedly. 

“Let’s go to the right!”

“Why?!”

“I don’t know! I’m guessing!” 

“Shit! You know what?!” The dark-haired man ran down to the end of the hall to a window with a table and a vase of flowers resting on top. He looked around for a moment and then picked up the vase, threw it against the window, and the glass shattered. The dark-haired man stuck his head out of the hole he made, he peered down below.   

“Gunther?! What do you see?!” Eld yelled. Gunther brought his head back into the building and he jogged back to where you were, sweat dripping down his neck. 

“The lower part of this side of the building is on fire! We have to go left and try to stay over there!”

“How did the fire start?!” The panic in your voice was evident. “Did lightning strike the headquarters or is the Marleyan Cult bombing us?!”

“I think the fire started inside the building . . .” Eld said.

“Commander Lobov was murdered and Captain Levi thought the traitor was in the headquarters!” Gunther added.

 The three men and you ran down the hall, trying to figure out the layout of the headquarters. Loud thumps came from you and the knights running desperately on top of the purple rug. The smell of smoke became fainter on this side of the headquarters. Some doors were opened revealing empty classrooms. Another room you saw through the threshold of an opened door had a crater of the wall gone, revealing the unforgiving rain.  

At the end of another hall was a flash of white light, the rain drenched the rug, the dark oak flooring, and walls. There was glass all over the floor in front of the broken window. The building shook again as you peered outside. The window you were looking out was above the front of the headquarters. There were yelling and battle cries of guards of the headquarters fighting people with swords. The people weren’t in steel armor. They looked like they were wearing ordinary clothes. As if they were citizens of the Karanese District.  

“Shit, that’s definitely a ward of the Marleyan Cult!” The man with grey hair said. You cringed at the wails of men being stabbed. The people of the Marleyan Cult weren’t wearing red robes and they didn’t look evil. They looked like normal people. You gasped at the realization that there would be no certain distinction between someone in the Marleyan Cult and everyone else. The only current indication was that they were fighting the people that were assigned to protect you. 

“Princess!” Someone behind you yelled, you turned around to see the familiar face of Zeke at the end of the hall behind you. You breathed easier seeing someone you knew, someone who protected you before.

“Zeke!”

“Over here! There’s a stairwell that leads to the ground floor!” Zeke yelled back and the knights and you ran toward Zeke. You followed him down another stone corridor to a wooden door with a deep set of stairs. Your face felt hot and you felt a pinch in your lungs from all the running. While walking down the stairs, you were able to catch your breath. The air in the stairwell was warm and reeked of body odor.

“Zeke, do you know how Levi, Jean, and Connie are?!” You asked desperately, you looked at his face and he was focused on the stairs in front of him, trying not to fall. 

“No, I don’t”

“A part of the ceiling collapsed and it fell through three floors of the main hall! Levi, Jean, and Connie fell through!” You said choking out a sob. “I saw Levi open his eyes, but that doesn’t mean he’s going to make it!” His eyes could be the last moment you saw Levi alive. Your heart twisted at the thought of how the pain must have felt falling through the floor and with all the stones collapsing. 

“We’ve known Levi for years! Nothing is going to kill that bastard!” The man with grey hair said. The door at the bottom of the stairs opened up to a corridor flooded with knights.

“Zeke, are we on the ground floor?!” You panicked at the sudden loss of personal space. You tried to look over the many knights hoping to see a glance of the main entry area. There was lots of shouting and the overwhelming sounds of all the steel armor. You did a little hop hoping to get a glance of the area with the rubble. 

“There’s not enough time to go out the main entrance! We should go break a window, escape through it, then get to the horses!” Your heart sunk at the idea of not checking on Levi, Jean, or Connie. Could this really be how it’s supposed to be? You lost Sir Miche Zacharius and now you are going to lose Levi, Jean, and Connie? Are these men really supposed to lay down their lives just to get to Mitras Castle? How many bodies will pave the way to the kingdom?  

“NO! I REFUSE! WE CAN CHECK ON LEVI!”

“Princess!” Eld grabbed your shoulders and he bent down, his face inches from yours. “Levi can take care of himself! He knows where the meeting point is and everyone who can get on a horse will meet us there! Princess, your safety and your life are before every single man!” It was sickening to think of all the crowded knights around you dead because they swore to die for you to live. 

“I DON���T LIKE THIS!” You cried.

“Grab her,” Gunther said and you furrowed your eyebrows watching Eld and Gunther nod at each other. Suddenly Eld scooped you up by your waist, hoisting you over his shoulder in one fluid motion. You thrashed wanting to get free but his grip on you was unyielding. 

“Let me down, you weirdo!” You slapped his steel armor with your hands.

“Stop squirming! I get it, you’re scared, but just hold on tight and let us keep you alive!” Eld said. 

“Oluo find a window!” The knights passed through the wave of guards and knights in the headquarters. The smell of smoke started becoming stronger and as if everyone had the same thought, knights started going toward the nearest window. As Eld held you, he dodged knights coming toward him and strode after Gunter, Oluo, and Zeke. He felt the tension in your body and heard your defiant sobs. 

“Over here!” A voice called out and the group ran through a door into a room with a window. You flinched at the loud sound of shattering glass, more knights started coming into the room and Eld carefully lowered you onto your feet.

“Careful glass is everywhere!” Oluo said and the pouring rain was sending cold air into the room. Zeke and Oluo crawled out the window first, the rain was creating sharp metal clangs as it landed on their armor. Each step you walked toward the window was punctuated with the sound of broken glass under the soles of your boots. 

Both Zeke and Oluo held out their hands and you put one foot on the windowsill, the rain started soaking your cloak and boots. There was a squeak from your boots as you tried to get a secure base before pushing your weight onto your foot and crawling through the window. You grabbed Zeke’s hand and then Oluo's. You stepped onto the cobblestone, splashing yourself from a puddle on the ground. Levi’s pants offered no warmth and the rain was beginning to drench all the layers of your clothes. You felt wet hair sticking to the side of your face, making you frustratedly wipe it off. The hood was doing nothing to protect you from the rain. Once Gunther and Eld crawled through the window, they drew their swords from their hips. More knights evacuated from the window, and when looking along the side of the building more windows were smashed being the main way knights were evacuating headquarters. Oluo and Zeke then drew their swords.

“In order to get to the horses we’ll have to cross the yard of the main entrance. After, we’ll have to make a way out through the iron gates,” Gunther said his hair already drenched. The sound of the fighting at the entrance was roaring as more knights were joining.

“Princess, you’re going to have to be brave while we make our way through the yard,” Oluo said and immediately a flash of Sir Zacharius came into mind. Him lying on the bed of the cottage, eyes and face yellow, and him holding your hand. His voice was clear in your mind telling you It’s a cruel world and there will be more times where you’ll have to be brave. Courage surged through your body and though you were terrified, you felt ready to head for the horses. 

Eld, Gunther, Oluo, and Zeke surrounded you as you all ran toward the front of the building. The adrenaline coursed through you, making you ignore how cold you were. The cold rain plastered your cloak and Levi’s grey shirt against your skin. Your hair was dripping water uncomfortably down your back. The puddles you ran through splashed your pants and the bottom of your cloak. 

The clashing of steel grew louder as you were closer to the front of the headquarters. A flash of lightning lit up the sky and the crack of thunder boomed in your ears. Bodies of knights and Marleyan Cult members were on the ground, their blood seeping into the puddles of the rain. The violent symphony of grunts, wails of pain, and fierce cries from the knights and cultists rang through the air. Another flash of lightning reflected off the steel swords and armor, highlighting the bodies in the chaotic scene. 

Knights from inside the headquarters joined their comrades, charging at the battle in the yard. The smoke on the other side of the building was becoming thicker and though there was faint lighting in the yard, the fire was illuminating the area, being the better source of light. 

“We’re going to have to run past the fighting without getting involved!” Eld said. 

“Whatever happens, Princess, get to a horse and leave!” Gunther said, your heart raced and you put the hood of your cloak on your head. You took deeper breaths knowing you were going to have to run the fastest you ever had and avoid getting spotted by the Marleyan Cult. Seeing the spirit of the knights charging toward the battle in the yard planted a seed of courage. Their bravery was selfless and they were all fighting for you to live. For you to escape the Karanese Headquarters. For you to make it to Mitras Castle and for you to become Queen. You looked at the four men with you, secure in the fact that they would fight for you and lay down their lives.

With puddles under your feet and rain piercing your face, you all ran toward the horse stables. You dodged and weaved the knights exiting the front entrance of the headquarters, charging toward the fight. Staring ahead at the stables in the far distance, your boots splashed through bloody puddles focused on reaching the horses. A second wind filled your lungs, recharging your energy and fueling your pace toward the stables. The cries of war were muffled by the voice in your head encouraging you to keep going, to keep being brave.

Gunther’s voice wailed next to you, his voice gagged and choked. Your eyes grew wide, your heart stopped beating, and you screamed at the sight of him. A bloody sword was sticking out the side of his neck, pointing toward you, his eyes were bulging out his head, his hand grasped his bleeding neck, and then he fell to the slick cobblestone. Your stomach churned, feeling weak as the burned image of the sword thrown into Gunther’s throat stayed on your mind. Your breath started coming out in strangled gasps, as you tried to remain focused on reaching the stables.

It became difficult to breathe as you ran into a wall of thick, dark smoke from the fire. The acrid scent of it made you cough and choke. The air was thick and hazy, making it difficult to see in the distance. Eld, Oluo, and Zeke grunted and let out a yell as knights bumped into them sending them to the ground. Then a force from a knight charging toward the battle slammed into you, knocking the wind out of you. You were thrown to the ground, splashing into a puddle that drenched your stomach. You coughed and with Sir Zacharius and Levi on your mind, the strength to go onward made you push yourself to your hands and knees.

“PRINCESS Y/N!! RUN!!!!” Zeke roared louder than the sound of thunder. He was quite a ways behind you reaching his arm out toward you, his face red and the skin drawn tight around his features.

You couldn’t breathe. It was like time froze and all eyes were on you. Your heart pounded in your ears and you couldn’t feel your body. You froze at the realization that Zeke encouraging you to make it to the stables accidentally revealed who you were in front of the Marleyan Cult.

 It was like slow motion. The amount of cult members ignoring the knights now had their eyes on what they wanted: you. When the cult members defeated the knight they were fighting, their eyes sharpened and they ran toward you. Knights charged after them, putting their lives on the line to avoid the members reaching you. It was like you couldn’t hear anything and suddenly Eld was next to you screaming in your face, pulling you up.

You wracked out sobs as you were running, the members of the cult inching closer to you. You ran for the horses, the desperation for living carried you. Then a force yanked your cloak. You screamed and lost balance, stumbling backward and you feel yourself get caught mid-air. Arms were around your waist and then another set of arms were, you looked at who was holding you. It wasn’t a knight, it was a cult member covered in blood.

“WE HAVE THE PRINCESS!”

You shrieked to the stormy sky. Thrashing and trying to wiggle free. They began carrying you toward the iron gate. There was an overwhelming yelling and clanking of metal. Another cult member who looked like a normal citizen came and picked up your legs, depriving you of kicking your way out of their grasp. Their eyes filled with a crazed intensity as they took you captive.

Through the bodies of the cult members starting to surround you, you saw Eld’s final moments as three cult members were stabbing his neck, and then kicking his body to the ground. One less knight that was able to save you. You looked around for Oluo and Zeke, but the Marleyans carrying you off made it difficult to focus on anything else. Knights were fighting their way around the circle of Marleyans capturing you.   

“LET GO!” You failed your arms, hitting one guy in the neck and using your other hand to hit one in the face. Lashing out with a ferocity born from fear. Your nails clawed a man’s face and he howled in pain, not expecting your aggressive resistance. One man holding you grabbed your wrists, pinning them to your chest. You struggled trying to wrench yourself free, but their grip was unyielding. “HELP ME!!!”  

“STOP STRUGGLING!”

“DON’T HURT HER, SHE HAS TO BE HEALTHY FOR THE RITUAL!” More Marleyan Cult members started surrounding the men carrying you, protecting them from the knights fighting to get you back. Their arms clamp around your body. Men reached toward you trying to touch you. One hand landed on your hair, running their fingers through it.

“I TOUCHED THE PRINCESS’ HAIR!” 

“CAREFUL WITH HER!”

“SHE’S PERFECT FOR THE RITUAL!”

“THE FOUNDER IS HERE!”

“WE’RE SO CLOSE!” The yells from the Marleyan Cult overwhelmed your ears, their jeers and their hands on you made you feel helpless. Tears were streaming down your face and the rain landing on it made it difficult to see straight. With all the might in your body and all the strength and all courage and all the desperation left to survive, you brought out a voice from deep within you.  

“HELP!!” You wailed and the thunder of your anguished cry carried through the courtyard, through the headquarters, and through the district. You screamed like a wretched animal with nothing left to give. A hand covered your mouth, muffling your screams. Your voice became a series of strangled noises as the palm pressed firmly against your lips. Like a reflex, you bit down on the fingers with all the strength you could muster. The man yelped and pulled his hand back instinctively, freeing your mouth for an opportunity. “LEVI!!”

One of your legs got free and you kicked with all your might. Your leg hit one person’s throat and another’s face. You swung your leg in the air almost putting yourself upside down and your weight made you come crashing down. You landed on your upper back into a bloody puddle. For a moment your body was free but instantly a few men were holding you down. The sound of cries in the distance could be heard and the yelling got louder.

“GAG HER!” Men pinned your wrists to the wet cobblestone, tears were flowing down your face adding to the puddle you were in. More men pinned your legs down. A primal scream of absolute helplessness wailed from you like thunder echoing back to the stormy sky. Before the white cloth was shoved into your mouth, you squeezed your eyes shut and drained all the energy you had left down to the cellular level for one final guttural bellow.

“SOMEONE SAVE ME!!!!!”

The men pinning you down suddenly released their hold on you and started yelling. They withdrew the swords they had and blocked you. Their strong stance guarding you from the knights. Suddenly a familiar stench of horses wafted to your nostrils. The mix of smoke, sweat, rain, blood, and horses created an unpleasant, cloying odor. The sound of the horse’s hooves beat the slick cobblestone. It was your window to run free. 

You tried getting on all fours, ready to run through the space of the cult members, when suddenly the cult members were holding their necks, gushing out blood, choking, and gasping for air. The men that were capturing you have been slain and fell to the ground. Dead. You whimpered, feeling uneasy being around all the dead bodies. You hesitated on moving from your form on the ground. You glanced around disoriented, unsure what was happening or who killed the cultist.

There they were. In front of the burning building of Karanese Headquarters was a knight in shining armor. They gripped their crested sword, as their majestic white horse reared on its hind legs, towering above you. The horse struck the air, its muscles tense, nostrils flared, and then fiercely whinnied. A flash of lightning illuminated the horse’s dominant stance and reflected off the steel armor of the knight. The glow from the lightning radiated off them in the stormy night, like a halo from the heavens. A savior. The aura of a protector. A guardian angel projecting brightly through the dark mist of battle. The light in the dark. The fearsome knight looked down on you, perched from their horse. Their one eye gazed at your small form, their blood-covered face was stern with a slight gentle expression. The knight pivoted their horse causing their short brown hair to whip around and they charged toward the remaining cultists. 

End of Act I

next chapter, Chapter 8: The Creature in the River

chapter index masterlist

[paradisdementor]

He spanks your pussy every time he eats you out.

EREN, Armin, Jean, CONNIE, LEVI, Erwin, Reiner, PORCO, COLT, Bert, NICCOLO, ZEKE

[skiesoftwilight]

Tell me why my brain just randomly thought up of a title for a nonexistent smut fic about Niccolo??? Like "Taste Test" is an excellent title but for What my lady??? FOR WHAT????

[coff33jelly]

⚠nsfw links: aot boys pt3⚠

minors please do not interact‼

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Edit : 26.01.22 some links dont work anymore cus a lot of accounts have been taken down since i ve made these posts, so im sorry for that :( i plan on making new ones hopefully soon and maybe using ph links this time so there s a smaller chance they ll get taken down. thank you for all the likes, reblogs and comments, they re very much appreciated !!

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floch :  video  video  video  video  video  im not sorry about this one

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kurapika : sorry lmao couldnt miss this chance

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[3d-wifey]

AoT Boys: Why They Cum Inside

Genuinely has a breeding kink, like actually wants to get you pregnant. The thought of you growing round with his child makes some innate caveman part of his brain go feral: Erwin, Zeke, Reiner, Jean, and Mike

Really just in it for the creampie and the utter mess his cum dribbling out of your used and abused pussy makes: Eren, Jean again, Connie, Porco, and Floch

Shudders at the thought of children but likes how intimate coming inside feels: Levi, Armin, Niccolo, Reiner again, Onyankopon, and Bertolt