#aot wlw

[setsunasbabe]

Cuddling headcanons with the aot characters

masterlist

part 1 • part 2 (coming soon)

contains :

Mikasa, Eren, Armin, Jean, Sasha, Connie, Historia, Ymir

warnings: mention of a tarantula in Armin's, mention of food in Sasha's, curse words in Eren and Connie's, kisses in Historia and Ymir's, mention of the word 'perv' in Ymir's, I did not proofread ; otherwise it's completely sfw

Mikasa

She probably cuddles you whenever she's too stressed. Feeling like she's protecting you makes her relax.

She's big spoon most of the time. Again she loves feeling like she's protecting you in some way.

You're both laying on your sides and she's holding you from behind, her hands wrapped around your waist.

She also probably cuddles you more at night, when you're both really tired. Holding you to make you fall asleep more easily.

Maybe, really rarely, but maybe, she can be the little spoon. I mean if you ask her, obviously she's gonna oblige, but if she's really feeling bad and needs comfort she'll really appreciate you holding her.

What I mean is her breaking down in your arms and you soothing her to sleep while holding her. That's the type of comfort I'm talking about.

Eren

Okay, first things first, if anybody asks him, he's big spoon. But that's such a lie.

Eren is a big baby and wants needs to be held.

He's probably laying his head on your chest or in the crook of your neck while you're rubbing his back.

He also really likes when you talk to him while cuddling. It calms him, he really loves your voice, like way too much.

The best time to cuddle him is when he's having a jealous or possessive episode. This dude is going to be clinging onto you for dear life. Like closing any space between the two of you, to be in contact with you the best he can.

Cuddling Eren is always good. Except in summer. I mean he's all over you. And it's already hot. You don't NEED this weightened blanket. Trust me you don't.

And if you want him to be the big spoon, he'll act like he doesn't mind. But then he'll complain of having a sore arm or something. That bitch 😐.

Armin

Armin is baby. Please I love him so much. Sorry.

Armin prefers cuddling while facing each other. Weather he's holding you or the other way around. He likes having you close and being able to look at you.

Okay, he may have a preference for being held, but you didn't hear that from me.

He also likes talking to you or listening to you. Most of your cuddle sessions end up in discussions about the strangest things. Like you guys are just laying down and 20 minutes later you're asking yourselves 'do you think a tarantula can stay up on one leg?' or some shit like that.

Okay but study sessions with Armin ending in cuddle sessions. Like. Hear me out. You're just 'taking a break' and you're straddling Armin's lap (not like THAT) and he's holding you and you're just talking, your torso pressed against his, feeling each other's heartbeat. Like IMAGINE.

Jean

Honestly he's down to cuddle all. the. time. Like bruv, chill. But it's because he loves you too much, can you blame him? Jean is the biggest simp out there.

He likes to hold you as much as he likes to be held. But there are three cuddle positions that he loves most.

First, holding you close by your middle while your head is against his chest and you're both laying on your sides.

Second, classic big spoon. He holding you from behind by your waist. But it's not his favourite because he's not facing you.

Third (his favourite), he's laying on you, head pressed on your chest to hear your heartbeat or in the crook of your neck to feel your pulse.

Yes, Jean checks if you're alive all of the time. I mean it's not his fault you're so perfect he can't believe you're real?

Anyways. Jean also likes to cuddle you in public (read on Sasha's couch) to show you off to others (read to Eren).

Sasha

Prepare to a lot of post meal cuddles with Sasha. She's always sleepy after eating a lot. And Sasha does often eat a lot.

When Sasha is tired she giggles a lot. Like imagine you're laying comfortably and she just starts giggling? Like, Sasha, babe, wtf?

She prefers to be held. This had to be said. She likes when you're holding her and she's laying her head next to your heart.

She also cuddles you when she had a nightmare. She will literally sneak into your bed at night trying not to wake you up. But if she does wake you up, she'll just tell you that she had a nightmare, asking you to hold her.

But Sasha moves a lot in her sleep. You'll go to bed laying against each other and wake up with your limbs tangled in each other.

Also, being the menace she is, she will put her cold hands under your shirt with the excuse of them being cold and needing to heat up. She's lucky you love her...

Connie

Okay, I was talking about Sasha being a menace, but this little shit is another level.

He will literally poke you and pinch abruptly for no reason when you're cuddling.

No but honestly, he likes having you laying on top of him and hold you close. He's probably telling you the worst story of all time at the same moment but you both really enjoy the moment.

He likes to maintain eye contact while talking to you so your head is probably propped up on one of your arms.

He appreciates more cuddling in the late afternoon, while the sun goes down to see its rays fade on your face, or some sappy shit like that.

No but cuddling sessions with Connie can be really cool. He's a funny guy and he's very comforting.

And the hand placement!!! Like he has his hands on the small of your back, rubbing it soothingly. You're both having a really good time... And then he pokes you. 😐

Historia

Probably the cuddliest out of all of them.

Can and will cuddle you in any situation. She takes the occasion to cuddle you anytime she can.

'Hisu we can't cuddle while standing.' 'Why not?'

She doesn't care if she's big spoon or little spoon. She just enjoys basking in your presence so much.

She also likes to hug you from behind while you're cooking or doing something else while standing.

What I mean is, don't feel surprised when you feel hands snaking around your waist and see blond strands of hair on your shoulder from the corner of your eye.

She expects a lot of kisses from you while cuddling, I don't make the rules.

She often plays with your hair when you're both laying down or you're laying your head on her lap. She really likes soothing you to sleep with her nails gently scratching your scalp.

Ymir

She'll act like she hates cuddling you but she actually craves your physical affection.

You guys probably cuddle more in the morning when you just woke up. Mostly because Ymir is not awake enough to pretend to be annoyed.

She is big spoon all the way you can't change my mind. She likes to hold you while you're both laying on your sides.

Your face is often tucked under her chin so you can't see her smiling. Or she's holding it in her hands while cupping your cheeks (not THESE cheeks you perv) and gazing into your eyes lovingly.

She kisses you a lot when you cuddle. Most of the time out of nowhere. Like she's pouting and 2 seconds later she's kissing you.

The only times she'll cuddle you in public is if she's jealous to show the person who's been eyeing you up and down for the past minutes that you are hers.

[leavemethefuckalne]

A Cozy Evening - Hange Zoe

A Cozy Evening with Hange :3

The rain pours, tap dancing a melody on your shared apartment window. It was just another day in autumn; rainy, soggy and breezy. You tap your fingers along the window sill, matching the rhythm of the rain, bored and anticipating the arrival of your lover, Hange. You had been together for around 3 years now. You'd think that would be enough time to get used to the tender love and happiness Hange brings and showers you with. But here you are, anxiously waiting for them to get back from work, your eyes glued onto your front porch whilst you stare extra hard at every passing car that ever so slightly resembles their own.

You're not sure how much time has passed since you decided to sit by the downstairs window, but it must have been long enough for you to have succumbed to the gentle pitter pattering of the rain, lulling you to sleep. A firm yet gentle touch rocks you from your slumber. Before you could even open your eyes and process what was going on, the smell of sweet musk fills your lungs, one you would never not recognise. You can't help but smile at the familiar scent, batting your eyelids open to your love. They lean forward and plant a soft kiss on your cheek. "I'm back." You pull them down onto the sofa, wrapping both arms around them, as you snuggle your head into the crook of their neck, taking in their scent. "Easy, easy dear" They chuckle as you attack their face with kisses, your saliva mixing with the remaining traces of rain water from outside. You pause for a moment, "I didn't even hear you come in, I fell asleep whilst waiting for you, long day huh" They let out a sigh. "Extremely long" You lean forward and kiss their forehead one last time before allowing them to escape form your embrace. "I'll allow you to go undress and relax, let me go warm up dinner." You get up from the sofa to go to the kitchen. "You're a star thank you love" Hange says before kissing your lips softly then going upstairs.

You turn the stove on and heat up yesterday's pasta and bolognese, Hanges favourite. You watch the sunset as it casts hues of orange and yellow into your home, illuminating the wooden counter tops. The clouds become sparse and the rain turns to a light drizzle. You turn your attention back to the stove, turning off the heat and serving two bowls of pasta, remembering not to sprinkle any cheese on Hanges bowl. You chuckle at a fond memory of your first home dinner date with Hange, where you made Mac and cheese. Hange being so overly fond of you refused to tell you that they were actually lactose intolerant, scoffing down every last bit of pasta, even asking for seconds. Hange had to leave mid way through the movie you were watching, you were slightly confused but you didn't pester them to stay. It was only till your 3 month anniversary where they confessed they had to leave to use the toilet but was too embarrassed to do a poo on the first date in your own home. You never miss the opportunity to bring it up to make fun of them.

"Who's got my love giggling like that to herself" The memory's interrupted, jolting slightly at Hanges unexpected voice. You turn to face them whilst smirking. "Oh no one, just remembering our first date when you didn't tell me you were la-" Your confession is cut short by Hange playfully grabbing you, their tall frame towering above you, using one arm to keep you close to their chest and the other to cover your mouth. "Hey did you hear something?" They ask sarcastically. You wriggle yourself free from their grasp, turning around and rolling your eyes at them whilst laughing. "You never let me bring that up, it's too funny not to tell" You playfully whine whilst poking a finger at their chest. Hange looks around pretending to play dumb whilst avoiding eye contact "I don't know what you're talking about you've lost me" They try their best to put on a serious front but it collapses when both your eyes meet, both bursting out into laughter. "One day I'll poke another confession out of you just wait." The laughter dies does and you place your bowl in the microwave, just for long enough to melt the remaining cheese. Hange takes theirs to the living room, turning on the TV.

After dinner Hange washes up after you clear away the table. It's now pitch black outside with the moonlight peering through the curtain blinds of the living room. They join you back on the sofa, both snuggling under the Halloween themed blanket you both picked out a few days ago. It's getting late and you find yourselves dozing off slightly to the white noise of the TV playing in the background. You feel Hanges weight being lifted from the sofa and it's not long after till you find yourself being carried upstairs, their strong arms holding you, laying you down gently onto the bed. They lean forward to kiss you and climb in on their side of the bed. And of course, the night can't end without Hange wrapping their arm around your waist, big spooning you as you both drift of peacefully to sleep.

Hange being lactose intolerant was such a random hc loool

[sailorspica]

This House

status: 2/5

ship: eventual Hitch/Annie

warnings: death discussion, allusions to torture

summary: Hitch keeps doing her job.

what it is: missing annie girlbossing under fascism (canon-compliant and post-canon nonlinear angst)

this chapter: In 851, two Scouts pay a visit to Stohess. In 855, Hitch investigates.

excerpt:

The last time Stohess MP escorted anyone was, supposedly, Eren Jaeger, so Hitch wasn’t terribly surprised by the sight of two green cloaks near the stables, and two of the Survey Corps’ freakishly jacked horses. She smiled as she approached. “You here to see a barber, Kirchstein?”

The boys looked up nearly in sync. ”Hi, Hitch,” Armin said kindly.

Hitch thought they looked different after Shiganshina, but a short eight months later, Jean seemed an inch or so taller, and Armin’s jaw lost some of its softness. They would probably grow even more, which she found a rude reminder that she was on the older side of their cadet class. Casual as can be, Hitch reached up and tugged at Jean’s sideburns.

“Ow! What the—“

“Just making sure you’re not Eren in a wig.” Hitch made a show of swiping her hand against a hay bale. “My superior didn’t tell me shit. What do you want?”

🍻 archive of our own ->

notes:

i am drunk with power giffing wall sina goodbye for my own fic posting purposes hehe

i didn't realize there's like a whole three OC's here but i like them, would love to answer asks about them 🙇🏻‍♀️ or anything

[sukunasbow]

annie leonhart, caitlyn kiramman, jinx, kelly van ryan, rio vidal, shoko ieri, vi, yuki tsukmo, + anyone you want.

“suck.” she instructs you, holding out her two fingers in front of your lips. you slowly part your lips, glancing down at her with a hazy look in your eyes as she gets on her knees. she inserts her fingers in your mouth as your lips wrap around the digits, slowly sucking on them. “good job, baby.” she praises you with a cocky tone, a small smirk on her face. “now, stop.” you follow her directions with a loud ‘pop’ sound filling up the silence of your bedroom as she slides her fingers out of your mouth, a thin string of spit still connecting on her fingers from your tongue. she brings her fingers down towards your pussy as you spread your legs at the edge of the bed, waiting for her to touch you. “already so wet, hm?” she whispers.

“mm, need you now, please.” you huff out. biting down on your lip, you intensely watch as she slides her fingers down the folds of your pussy, mixing your spit with your slick. “please.” you gasp and tilt your head back as her fingers circle the entrance of your tight hole, prolonging her teasing behaviour. you grow increasingly desperate as she uses your mixture of juices to slowly slide her two fingers into you with ease. “fuck, yes.” you moan out, your eyes fluttering shut with pleasure. to your disappointment, however, she glances back up at you and quickly pulls her fingers out of your cunt.

“eyes on me, okay?” she uses her other hand to squeeze the side of your thigh. “or else i’ll stop. you don’t want that, do you?” she scolds you. you shake your head in response. “use your words.”

“keep going.” you plead with her. she lets out a small mocking laugh before, once again, gliding her fingers inside of your wet and needy pussy. your mouth falls open as she starts slowly pumping the two digits in and out of you, creating a steady pace. “yes, yes, so fucking..” your cut off with a moan as she increases the pace, “so good.” the walls of your pussy clench around her fingers as they hit your sweet spot with every pump. you let out a string of curses, overwhelmed with the feeling of her fingers stuffing you full, “please, more!”

“so greedy, hm?” she coos. “since you’ve been so good, though..” you bite down on your lip when her tongue darts out to lick at your puffy clit while she continues fingering you, bringing you even closer to climaxing. you let out a whine, your hands instinctively gripping her hair for support as she flicks her tongue on your clit.

“faster, faster.” she listens to your demands and you feel yourself falling apart when her fingers hit the spongy walls of your pussy. “mmm’ cumming…”

“yeah? you gonna cum?” her voice is muffled as she goes back to licking at your pussy. “cum for me, baby.”

“fuck!” you feel a more intense sensation and before you can even recognize what’s happening, you’re squirting all over her fingers and tongue, your warm juices gushing out of you. your hips buck in pleasure and she pulls away in slight shock, looking up at you and watching as you try to come back down from your high.

“fuck, that was hot.” she breathes out, “think you can do that again?”

[cxtoonzzz]

Warm-up before working on comms again

[prncessjaeger]

kiss it better ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

⋆୨୧˚ now, imagine coming home to your cute loft apartment from shopping as soft rock music playing from your’s and mikasa’s main bedroom tv and you bring home a big collection of lip glosses and other makeup products, “okay, so i went to sephora with sasha right, i mean you would know since you sent me money for it but! i got like 12 lipglosses and i wanted you to try them for me?”

she watched you changed into a cute pink shirt and short set, matching the same one mikasa had on (but her’s was black obvi) “try them on…? “yeah, like this,” you went and straddled the seemingly opened up spot on her lap and pulled out a random roller lip gloss and rubbed it on your lips, pulled her face towards yours and kissed her lips, “is it…grape?” “yes! now here’s some more gloss…i think it’s the sticky kind, but anyways c’mere,” she pushed her bangs from her face and puckered her lips once again, feeling the gloss more prominent on her lips, “try not to lick it this time,” smacking her teeth, she rubbed them together inhaling the very loud scent, “hmm blue raspberry?” mimicking the wrong sound, “wrong! it’s blueberry-”

“same thing and don’t go saying ‘well blue raspberry isn’t a fruit’ either, i know” she fixed your frames and still moved her bangs, “wait hold on-” you leaned over her, ignoring the rubs on your ass she was giving you and grabbed two hair clips, “here, lemme fix your hair, yeah?” you put the clips in her hair and giggled, seeing her look all adorable, “aww now let’s try this on and then i can give you a whole makeover shebang!” “oh boy.”

ღ an: this was so short wtf

[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

[0onyx]

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

hange zoë the things you do to me are crazy.

[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.

[kill4luvina]

imagine your sitting around thinking about how much you hate me and im cutely kicking my feet writing smut

[cindol]

womanly strength ﹒ ୭ৎ

cw— smut, strap-on used, full nelson sex position, black coded reader, girl on girl

She’s aware of her strength of how she squash a melon with just her thighs and put someone in a tight choke hold if she wanted and she was for certain aware of your fascination for her strong arms, always darting your eyes at them.

She loves feeding into whatever kink you have for them, always putting you in a playful chokehold not too tight so it wasn’t putting your life in any dangerous but an enjoyable way to where it makes you grin clawing at her arm while she grins back.

She uses her strength to her advantage also when it came to turning you on in sex always doing new positions to test you. With you lying on top of her, legs bent at your knees and apart she’d wrap her strong arms underneath your legs to pick you up. It gets a gasp out of you at first once you felt the black strap on start to move in and out of you.”a-ah that’s!—mmph..”

Even at your confused gasp mixed with soft moans she hushes you when you grab at her elbows.”shh shh.. gonna feel so good in a minute baby. Don’t you trust your strong girl?” of you did, you always did even if you were a little suspicious so you nodded along with a mumbled ‘mhm’ too focused on how her strap was going in and out of you.

“then don’t be so worried, you know I always fuck you good how you like.” If her hands were free she would’ve gripped your chin for you to get the message but once she started to thrust in and out of you at a consistent pace you got it.

With every thrust you got wetter and your slickness was getting on the strap. Her thrusting was getting quicker and sloppier inside your cunt, she took it up a level planting her feet onto the bed and her arms gripping much harder underneath your legs. It was so much making you squeal and moan trying to just grab something with your flailing hands at it.”o-oh—mmph!— so much giving me so much!”

Her respond remained the same with a grunt.”you can handle it though yeah? You can handle your strong girl?”

ㄑ﹒ yuki tsukumo, mikasa ackerman, quanxi .

[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+

•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•

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”

•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•

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 🤤💦

[sailorspica]

This House

status: 1/5

ship: eventual Hitch/Annie

warnings: death discussion, a bit of violence, smut

summary: Hitch keeps doing her job.

what it rly is: nonlinear, epistolary yearning

hilariously sparse chapter summary: In 855, Hitch befriends Nile Dok's family. In 850, Hitch receives a new assignment.

excerpt:

"Cheers." Hitch clinked her whiskey against Annie's crystal. She was still in her dress uniform, and one of the more junior soldiers given leave to attend the funeral and medal ceremony for Shiganshina’s heroes. Even though a fair number of the fallen and all but two of the honorees were from the 104th, she hadn’t seen anyone as green as her. It wasn't like Marlowe was close to anyone else from his brief time in Stohess, but it was odd how Kirchstein and Forster looked at her like— “I’m not a damn widow,” she said out loud.

🚬 on ao3 ->

[torasplanet]

❝𝙂𝙄𝙍𝙇-𝙁𝙍𝙄𝙀𝙉𝘿.ᐟ❞

M. ACKERMAN + F. READER

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; armin and eren are so glad their girlfriends are getting along and doing friend things together like helping out another girl in the bathroom !!

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ; smut, eren's gf!mikasa, armins gf!reader, reader wears makeup and lashes, college au ig, bathroom sex, oral (reader receiving), fingering, mikasa has rings lololol, armin and eren are clueless lol, praise, and skin color not mentioned

“Ah, I don’t want to right now…” You muttered breaking the kiss to place your hand on top of Armin’s that was snaking its way up your thigh underneath the fabric of your skirt. Armin stared at you pondering why you said that but snapped out of it and took his hand away nodding understandingly “Uh yeah, that’s fine. Everything…okay though?” The blonde male asked as his hands went back to your waist to assist you down from your seat on the edge of the sink. You grabbed onto his arm as your heels clacked against the bathroom tiles “Yeah, we can do it at home. Just not in the bathroom.” You explained shrugging your shoulders and looking up at Armin through your falsies.

You were glad that Armin was so understanding. Armin couldn’t say he knew everything about girls but he knew how sometimes they were okay having sex in certain places and not the next so he didn’t question that you didn’t want to fuck in the bathroom when you both have done it multiple times. He was such a kind soul, didn’t suspect a damn thing. You felt terrible for lying to him but it’s not like you could tell him the truth. It’d break his heart and you didn’t want to hurt him, you still loved him but it was a little too late for that so why should you even feel bad? Not like you could go back.

Armin smiled at you kindly helping you fix your top and skirt before you both made your way out of the bathroom and back into the loud atmosphere that was the party. You and Armin had come here with Eren and Mikasa like you always did with parties and like always; Eren and Armin got wrapped up in their conversations leaving you and Mikasa together and you didn’t have a single problem with this. You and Mikasa had your own fun.

Those boys never suspected a thing either. All the times you two would go to the bathroom to ‘help with makeup’ or ‘help with outfit’ and stay there for at least twenty minutes, they would pass it off as a girl thing along with the kisses to the cheeks and small pecks on the lips, sitting on laps, holding hands, twerking on each other, girls night, it was all just girl things to them so they didn’t care but it was more to you and Mikasa. No one knew what went on behind closed doors and the only way they would is if you were caught red-handed with Mikasa's face between your thighs because everything else was justified by being best girl-friends!

Honestly, Armin and Eren never cared to look deeper into it because they were just glad you two were getting along. When Armin started to date you, they thought you and Mikasa wouldn’t get along and were worried about it but you both clicked immediately and all that worry vanished. Vanished so soon that they didn’t even see the lingering stares.

You let Armin drag you through the party toward where Mikasa and Eren were in the middle of the party dancing. When Mikasa caught your gaze, you grinned widely “Hey Mika.” You greeted immediately and she smiled at you “Hi.” Her voice was pretty…you wanted her so bad. Not armin.

When Armin’s hands began to roam your body, you took notice that it was time to start dancing along with the song that playing. You couldn’t recognize it but clearly, Armin and Eren did as they were grinning at each other but you, however, were not. How could you smile when Eren had his hands all over Mikasa…those were supposed to be your hands. Your lips touching her neck. You wanted her so bad and you couldn’t wait especially when watching this but you stayed and did the same thing she was doing, making your boyfriend happy.

You remained in eye contact with Mikasa the entire time you danced on Armin, your hand coming back to caress his head and make his blonde locks a mess. Pressing your lips to his made him smile not even caring about how you weren’t looking at him but when Mikasa gestured for you to go down, the kiss broke. As if he already knew, Armin’s hand came down on your lower back folding you in half as you began to throw ass on him while Mikasa did the same to Eren, bending over to meet your level of gaze. In your peripheral vision, you saw a cloud of smoke as Eren passed a blunt to Armin but your concerns were on Mikasa.

She stared at you with such lust in her eyes and it only deepened when her gaze traveled to your lips and then back at you. Mikasa wanted you too and you wondered when she was going to take you into one of those bedrooms and give you what you wanted! The short-haired woman reached her hands out and grabbed hold of your face with her soft and gentle hands caressing your skin with such care but then her nails dug into your skin and Mikasa pulled you forward; your lips roughly meeting hers.

You assumed it be just a small peck just like usual but it wasn’t. Mikasa shoved her tongue in your mouth and nearly down your throat and you allowed her to. Not like anyone could see because of how dark it was and that no one was paying attention but even if someone did see, no one would care. It was just a girl thing. “Please…” You muttered into the kiss. You didn’t know exactly what you were begging for but whatever it was, you needed it from Mikasa as soon as possible.

Her lips were incredibly soft against yours but the way she moved them, it was rough and fast; you could barely keep up. Your distaste at the sight of Mikasa’s ass pressed hard against Eren’s pelvis disappeared because you were getting more than he was right now; Mikasa was kissing you like she was eating your pussy and you wished she was.

“Oh shit! Jean, I bet you wish yo ass was here!” Connie yelled from near you but you didn’t care, you were still focused on Mikasa and satisfying Armin so that he didn’t get upset but when there was a bright flash shining in your face; your eyes opened and Mikasa broke the kiss. You turned your head seeing Connie with the flash panicking and trying to turn it off, you heard Armin and Eren smacking their teeth in annoyance and insulting him but you didn’t really care. Who cares if he took a video? Not you. It’s a good excuse to leave the party and go to the bathroom with Mikasa so she could ‘help you’ because you were just so upset about everything…

You stood up straight and avoided eye contact with everyone “Connie get the fuck back here.” Eren said running off to go catch Connie who scurried off after getting threatened by Eren and a few other people leaving you, Armin, and Mikasa. You glanced up at Mikasa who was already staring at you and she grinned again once your eyes met. She was so pretty when she smiled. You loved to see it.

“[Y/n], your makeup’s a little…off.” Mikasa lied grabbing hold of your chin and tilting your head in directions as if she was actually looking at your makeup and your face heated up at her touch already knowing what she was hinting at “Oh, really?” You questioned with false curiosity and Armin hummed in response earning glances from both you and Mikasa which quickly made him uncomfortable from the sudden gazes “I-I didn’t mean anything bad…just your eyelash baby.” Armin said, looking away from your eyes and putting the blunt back to his lips. There wasn’t anything wrong with it to him but he agreed anyway because he doesn’t know much about makeup and how it’s supposed to look. You almost laughed at how quick he was to explain himself, he was cute but Mikasa was cuter.

“I’ll tell Eren…” Armin said signaling that you and Mikasa could head off to the bathroom and you two wasted no time at all. Armin was a sweetheart, he was and you loved him but you loved Mikasa too, and maybe just a bit more. Perhaps one day you could have them both.

You tried your best to keep up with Mikasa as she rushed to the bathroom; almost as needy as you were but no one could beat that. You were practically at her feet begging with that look in your eyes every day, it’s a miracle that no one ever caught onto it “Y’know, for a second I actually thought you were upset.” Mikasa said as soon as those black ankle strap heels of hers clicked against the cold tile of the bathroom you and Armin had just been in. She closed the door once you got in.

Backing up against the sink counter, you laughed at her words “Sorry…just really wanted to be with you.” You said grinning as her hands found their way to your waist, you felt the coldness of her silver rings through your clothing. Mikasa got close to you, her lips just barely brushing against yours “I know.” The dark-haired woman said before pressing her lips to yours, recreating the hot and bedraggled makeout from back out at the party but Mikasa could do more now. Her hands ran down to your lower back forcing you away from it so her hands could trail down and grab at the fat of your bottom. You let out a squeal of surprise into her mouth but that gave her the better opportunity to win the battle between your tongues and you hushed up.

Her long and nimble fingers kneaded into the clothed flesh “You let Armin fuck you in here?” Mikasa asked with a gentle tone breaking the kiss and just admiring you and all your neediness. Lips swollen from all the kissing and glossy with your lipgloss smeared on the side of your mouth, breathing heavily and gaping up at her trying to find your words. “No. Waited for you.” You responded shaking your head but your eyes never left hers while your hands snuck their way up her forearms rubbing against her smooth skin.

Mikasa’s lips turned up in a grin. Leaning forward, she sent a peck to your lips while whispering words to you “Aw, I wanted to prove I can do it better.” Your panties grew damper at her words. Your hands, which were once just resting on her arms, gripped onto her skin as if you were going to fall to your knees without her support “Want me to?” The Ackerman woman asked as she snuck her hand up your skirt pushing it back to bunch at your hips allowing your panties that were nearly soaked with your arousal to be seen. Mikasa didn’t need you to say anything, she could already see it in your face and your panties.

“P-Please, Mika?” You muttered, nearly folding over as shivers ran down your spine because of her hand sneaking down your undergarments, the coldness of her rings stung you like a bee and you gasped slightly at the feeling “Of course.” Mikasa says with a smile, her fingers slip past her lips and push her fingers inside of you. The muscular woman smiles at you as you squirm on the sink while she pushes her fingers inside of her, she curls her fingers inside of your pulsing warmth making you grip onto the edge of the sink harder than you had before “Uhn…! Feels so good.” The moans slip past your chapped lips as you try and keep quiet, it’s not like you had to with how loud the party was outside of the bathroom door but you know Mikasa likes to hear you. You decided to give her a hard time just for the fun of it.

A frown decorates Mikasa’s face when she finds out what you’re trying to do, her pace quickens as she stares you down. Her other hand, resting on your hip moves to your face with quickness that you barely see anything other than a blur when she grabs your jaw “Let it out, be good, and let me hear it.” Says Mikasa as her brows furrow in annoyance at your small whimpers and whines. She likes to hear you shout and yell about how good she’s treating you, it gives her the rush that she needs.

Tears well up in your eyes from how good it feels when she rubs her fingertips against the ridged walls of your insides but you stand your ground. Shaking your head makes the other woman even more annoyed than she is right now so she stops and your eyes widen, Mikasa pulls her hand away and puts both hands on the counter. She leans close to you not breaking eye contact, almost telling you to stand your ground, she wants to see how long you’re going to keep this up. Mikasa knows you do it so she can give you everything that you want, you try to make her think she’s not doing good enough but it’s painfully obvious that you’re holding back your sounds because you’re greedy and want more than just her hands.

Your hands grip her wrist as you give her large watery eyes “No please, I’m sorry. Don’t stop Mika.” They’re pathetic pleas coming from a girl who has not only a boyfriend but a girlfriend to please her but you don’t care, you’d even get on your knees and start begging just for Mikasa to continue to do what she was doing. The black-haired girl pokes her bottom lip out mockingly “But I thought it wasn’t enough? You weren’t making any sounds so I clearly wasn’t doing a good job.” You put your face into her neck and start leaving little kisses all over her neck while whispering apologies. “No, you are, I just want more.” This is the sentence Mikasa decides to comment on as her hands snaked their way back to your hips.

“Hm, so you’re just greedy that’s it?” You hum as you nod into her skin “I’ll feed into it just this time.” Mikasa whispered, pulling herself away from you, she smiled at how needy you looked and especially the look in your eyes. Her hands placed themselves on your legs and she spread them while scooting you closer to the edge of the sink, your tight skirt bunched up to your hips as the Ackerman girl lowered herself to the ground on her knees. Her fingers latched onto the sides of your panties and at an agonizingly slow pace, she started to pull them down your legs, smiling at the large wet spot that was sticking to your sweet cunt. 

You want her to hurry but you can’t be too demanding or she’ll send you back to Armin with a soaking painful cunt that’s throbbing to be eaten out!! And god knows Armin won’t give you it as Mikasa goes. “My dirty girl, so desperate I see,” Mikasa said hoisting one of your legs on her shoulder and running a finger down your slit making you quiver, she pushes her index finger inside of you and moves it around as if she’s inspecting your pussy. Your back arches as your fingers dig into the ceramic of the sink, you feel as though it’s going to break right into your sweaty palm.

When Mikasa puts her head between your legs, you whine at the feeling of her breathing on your cunt that was just begging for Mikasa. “Mika…” Her name slips from your lips so nicely as you begin to lightly tug at her dark hair, you roll your foot around in a circle as soft moans leave your lips whilst she begins to eat you out. The fluorescent bathroom light shined down on you as you huffed and puffed trying not to squeeze her head. Mikasa liked when you did it but she always scolded you for being greedy. “Oh please, I can’t!” One of your hands flew to the wall near you to hold on for stability because you felt as though you were going to slide off the sink counter. Mikasa pinched your thigh hard as you squirmed.

A loud moan came from your lips, gosh it was so dirty. You couldn’t tell if it was from the way her tongue was fucking in and out of you or from the burning pain on your thigh. “Stop squirming pretty. You’re already being so loud.” The Ackerman girl said, raising slightly to speak and peeking her head from between your thighs. Poor whimpers left your lips as you sat still against every feeling in your body. “Stop being so shy, give me a kiss baby.” Mikasa raised higher as you leaned down to meet her lips. You moaned into the kiss as she forced her tongue down your throat, she brought her hand down between your plush thighs to toy with your clit once more. 

You bucked your hips into her hand and she pinched your clit, you broke the kiss and leaned against the mirror behind you with a loud mewl “Stop it!” Mikasa smiled at how you fell apart for her so easily. “I told you to stop squirming.” You didn’t get a chance to make an excuse because she immediately went back to eating you, well she was devouring you. Thank god for the music from earlier was still loud or Armin would hear you, he wouldn’t think it’s some random two-dollar whore, he knows your moans and he’d recognize his (and Mikasa’s) two-dollar whore.

Mikasa was being nice by giving you what you wanted so easily but she wasn’t letting up, she was being mean and practically bullying your cunt. Nothing but whore-ish moans came from you as you breathed heavily, those noises and those stupid wet sounds from Mikasa slurping up whatever she hadn’t were the only noises in the bathroom.

As she continued to eat you out, you felt yourself growing closer and closer to your climax and Mikasa could tell. Her fingers dug into your thighs her rings stinging you with their coldness, it was a warning for you not to mess up and move because she was enjoying this just as much as you were. Eating you out was her own pleasure and if you moved and she had to stop, it’d upset her almost as much as it would upset you. You tried to stay in place as that ocean rode over you, a hand slapped onto your mouth to conceal your scream that would definitely be heard. You bit down on your hand as you came on Mikasa’s mouth and lower face, nearly drawing blood.

After a few seconds, Mikasa came up for air, licking her lips and scooping the cum from her face to taste “Let's clean you up. Can’t send you back to your boyfriend looking so messy.” No words were able to form inside your mind so you just nodded while coming down from your high.

Once the two of you quickly cleaned up and you put your clothes back on, the two of you made your way back into the party but you two barely made it a few steps away from the bathroom to spot the two men at the island table in the kitchen. Mikasa’s arm was draped around your waist to help you walk, you were too dumb to do anything right now. Armin noticed. “What took you two so long?” Eren asked, raising an eyebrow as he downed a white claw.

Mikasa’s shoulders went up and came down “She wouldn’t stop squirming, couldn’t get the eyelash on right.” She delivered a hearty laugh with that as you stood there leaning on her tiredly. Armin stood and walked over and took your hand gaining your attention.

He smiled at you sweetly while switching his hand to your chin ignoring how you could barely stand or process what was happening. “Well, she looks prettier than ever.” To everyone, this might not have been that big of a deal but it made your eyes widen. Armin has always said you look ethereal after you cum.

©torasplanet .ᐟ reblogs and likes are very appreciated! pls do not repost!!

[prncessjaeger]

˚₊‧꒰ა 🎀 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

making out with your girlfriend felt like heaven. the feeling of her tongue clashing with yours, needy whines fell from your mouth when she pressed her cool fingers down your panties, rubbing along your clit. she then littered kisses all over your neck, moving down to your chest to quickly latch onto your harden nipples, “oh fuck baby,”

you could practically feel her throb in your lap and grabbed along her face, “mimi, can i please eat it? i’ll make you feel real good baby, just saw the word.” you saw her lean up and capture your lips again, “no,” “why notttt? you never let me go down on you…” the urgency in your voice made her contemplate in her thoughts and soon a soft sigh escaped her lips, “fine, okay.”

you lay down salvitating infront of her wet cunt, waiting for her command to let you pleasure her.. ‘finally’ you thought, happy that your loving gf decided to let you eat her pussy for once and felt her hands grab along your hair and pushed you forward. your mouth quickly attached to her licking and slurping all over her clit, “there you go, fuck yes,” the feeling of mikasa’s fingers rubbing along you sticky cunt, easily inserting one finger…then two erupting a long, drawn out moan fall from your lips, stimulating her pussy which caused her to groaned quietly, “shit.”

her ego being too high, not wanting you to realize she needed this and instead she always wants to fufill that high by giving you pleasure. you leaned back, spitting on it and darting your tongue out, feeling mikasa’s hand still tangled in your hair push your head back into her legs, sighing out in bliss, “mhm, you’re making mama’s pussy feel sooo good baby…”

[iri-mi]