#aot x black oc

[rrenzwrld]

mama’s baby, daddy’s maybe

in which connie is a famous basketball player who has a secret baby with his best friend

second half of part 5! read the first half here and read part four here!

“Nice of you to just come in like you really mess with us.” I watched my language.

His eyebrows furrowed. “What you mean? Y’all always been my people, why—“

“You a big time celebrity now, Con. You shouldn’t be mingling with the common folk.” He chuckled a bit but I wondered what was funny. I turned around to check on Celest and she was still busy watching something on my phone only because her tablet was the one thing I forgot to bring.

“That don’t mean nothing to me. I’m just glad we cool again.” It was a short conversation but it got us to the place.

Once we got there, obviously people recognized him and he was almost bombarded with people wanting him to sign something or take pictures with him. I really couldn’t see how he was just walking around with no bodyguards or nothing like he wasn’t a household name right now. But when we were finally sitting down away from the front, the chaos subsided.

“You been here before?” I asked him as I gave Celest the little kids menu to color on.

“I come here a lot actually, that’s how the staff know me so well.” He laughed. “But the place is authentic and the owner is really nice.” I hummed in response. Within a few minutes, the waitress came around for our drink orders. I ordered water and a kids sweet tea for Celest so I could pour it into her little sippy cup. Connie ordered tea too and told the waitress that we weren’t quite ready to order food yet.

“I still can’t believe you had a baby, Chy.” He went back to that. “But she’s the cutest lil thing. Quiet, but cute.”

I smiled. “She’s a lil shy right now but she warms up after a while.”

“What does she eat?”

“She’ll eat anything for real but her go-to is anything with rice. Can I see this, baby? Thank you~” She gave me the kids menu to look at for a second.

“Oh they have plenty of that here. You know what you want?” I wasn’t even looking at the menu.

I shook my head. “Nope.. what do you normally get?” He told me about a mexican dish that he really liked from there but I didn’t wanna repeat it because I couldn’t roll my R’s. Obviously he could do it because it’s literally a part of his culture. Because I trusted his judgement, I just went along with the dish he picked and ended up ordering a kids empanada with a side of rice for Celest.

“Hey, um this may seem like a personal question and you might not wanna answer it but…” He was hesitating but I knew what he was to ask. “Is her dad around at all? I just can’t imagine anyone wanting to leave you like—“

“He’s…” I really didn’t know how to answer that. The smart idea would be to just tell him right here but I couldn’t bring myself to do that right now. “Nah, he’s not around.” It felt so bad to lie. Especially to someone who was once my best friend, someone I’d trust my life with.

“Damn,” He mumbled and I did laugh a bit because it truly was a mixed up situation. The truth would be far from funny though. He saw me laugh at his comment and apologized immediately. “My bad, that’s just—“

“Crazy, I know.” I didn’t know what was going on in Connie’s head and I’m not sure I wanted to.

“Yeah…” Luckily the food came in just in time. I was gonna cut up Celest’s food until Connie offered to do it. “I got it, bring it here.” I slid the plate across the table and Celest looked up at me like I was giving away her stuff. The both of us started to laugh at her expression.

“He’s cuttin up your food for you mama.”

He laughed a bit. “She might not like me that much.” After Connie finished cutting up her food, the plate was right back in front of her, I poured the tea in her sippy cup and let her start eating before Connie and I started eating ourselves. I don’t know what it was but it felt like what I only imagined in my dreams. Sitting, eating, talking, and spending time Celest and Connie made me feel complete. But it was only a matter of time before all this had a possibility of crashing down.

After we ate and everything, it was getting late and people had to wake up in the morning so Connie was taking us home.

“Y’know, I really enjoyed tonight.” He said as he was keeping his eyes on the road. “I hope this isn’t the last time…” I was silent as if I was waiting for him to say something else.

“Don’t wanna lose you again.” My eyes trailed down to Connie’s inked hand loosely holding onto mine. I turned around in my seat to check on Celest but she was fast asleep with my phone in her lap.

“Con..”

“Promise me?” He squeezed my hand lightly which prompted me to hold onto his hand too. I honestly didn’t think I could hate myself anymore than I did.

“Promise.” I forced a tight smile. Although everything seemed okay now after two years, it could only go downhill again from here.

[2neaky]

🎧Thank U 4 The Dono!🖥️

You have gifted BlissDa_Bunni $7,000 – Now make ya shit rain..

You have gifted BlissDa_Bunni $3,000 – And then some.

𝑹𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓𝑶𝒏𝒚! ♡ 𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝑶𝑪! | 𝑴𝑫𝑵𝑰 -> 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺: mutual masturbation (fem. & masc.), use of a s*x toy, major overst*mulation, squ*rting, tricking/“paying for p*ssy,” dr*g use (w*ed), controlled org*sm (through commands), dom & sub dynamics, “secret admirer” trope

As if the stars have aligned, her eyes fall right on his comment. There’s only a single second that delays the bright smile on her lips.

Her gasp is gentle. “Oh my gosh, yes!” She glances back at her speaker for a quick second. “I love this song. Literally—“ she presses clean fingers to her lips and surveys the chat for a moment.

“Oh my gosh, I hope no one, like … leaks this.” She giggles. “But … I love Onyankopon. Honestly—this is so embarrassing to say.” She only laughs harder, completely breaking character. “I’m sorry, guys. I’m sorry, it’s just—”

With a sigh, she shakes her head and looks elsewhere.

“He’s so fine.” When she looks back at the comments, a shy smile stretches her lips. “Definitely one of my favorite artists right now—I even follow him on Instagram.”

She releases a breath, her chest deflating and she tries to calm down.

“Maybe one day he’ll complete the mutual.”

Her giggle is a poor attempt at trying to signal that this is a joke. He knows she’s serious about that wish.

And he just might grant it.

“But, yeah,” she sighs out. “Is it, like … bad to say that sometimes I … think of him when I touch myself?”

He’s paused any and all movement, stopping to listen carefully.

And here her fans go, as usual, telling her “no” and not to worry. Some even dare to say that she can do better than the mainstream rapper.

She ignores them regardless.

“Like, he’s just … so fucking hot.” She’d cringe at her choice of words if she weren’t so horny.

And speaking of, she’s got a hand hidden between her thighs, absentmindedly pressing against her folds.

It doesn’t miss him.

“I just … I don’t know, I feel like … “ She swallows. Her eyes glaze over as she seems to start zoning out. “Like it’s big.”

She holds her breath, trying to stop the moan when she had pressed too hard.

“Big, and … and thick…”

Her eyes fall closed, her fingers rubbing steady and slow between glossy lips. She’s getting wetter.

“Fuck,” she shivers. “S-sometimes, I … I use my really big toy and … and pretend it’s him—“

A soft whimper cuts her off. With too much ease, her fingers glided in. The wet squelch was picked up by the mic.

“I think he fucks rough, l-like he says in his songs.” A broken moan.

The chat watches her gently fuck herself with four skinny fingers. Her strokes are easy and shallow, definitely not enough to bring her to a release.

But the slick sounds of her touching herself definitely get the chat off.

And him, too.

Before she can let them have too much fun, though, Bliss pulls her hand from between her lips to show the camera.

A toffee colored hand dripping with glaze and cream. When she pulls her fingers apart, her own slick stretches between each one, webbing them all together.

“I-I think I’m ready for it,” she giggles.

COMING SOON

[klipkillakai]

that ony clip gave me so many butterflies omg 😩 it lowk reminded me of a punishment like what if homegirl went out for the first time in a while and missed the curfew only gave her but he see on sasha and historia ig she’s drunk shaking her ass on the car or smthn 😭😭

ouuu girl it gave me butterflies too, but you ate so lemme walk with you rq 🤭

ony was sitting on the couch rolling his second blunt while an episode of breaking bad plays in the background, he doesn’t usually get to watch this show because you usually like to watch love island or your ghetto ass reality shows that he pretends not to be invested in—

he glances at the time on his phone noting that you should be home soon and he leans back and lights his blunt, taking a hit and throwing his lighter back on the coffee table

he ticks a hand in his sweats and mindlessly smokes and watches his show, another hour passes and he checks his phone again sending you a quick text

baby moms 💙

-wya?

he quickly leaves the text and clicks on insta checking your story but seeing it hasn’t been updated for 2hrs, he quickly scrolls and finds sasha’s and clicks through them and stopping on a video of you, drunkenly singing a song and twerking on another one of your ghetto ass homegirls, ony smacks his teeth quickly standing up

“this fucking girl man” he walks towards the door, and grabs his keys, slipping on his slides and getting in his car and speeding off while trynna call you..

“bend that ass over let that coochie breathe” you slur while slowly whining on your friend as she takes a video of you guys, your having a fucking good ass time, you haven’t been out in ages and you miss it, you begged ony to let you go.. and after days acting sweet and a few blow jobs, he let you, but with rules of course.. he gave you a curfew which you gladly accepted but quickly broke as soon as you got a few shots in you—

you were feeling bold, who was he to tell you what you could and couldn’t do, he wasn’t your daddy! well… not all the time anyway—

your standing in your section in your own world, sipping on your drink until, you feel someone behind you, and a chill runs up your spine cause you know exactly who it is, you turn around and look up at him

“didnt i tell you to come come after 12?”

your heart sinks a bit “yea but i was having fu-

“i don’t give a fuck, i told yo lil’ ass that ion fucking trust this club and you still didn’t listen”

you smack your teeth a bit “papa your being so extra right now, nobody is even-

you feel ony’s large hand wrap around your neck and he leans in a whispers in your ear

“im gon tear yo ass up when we get home” you feel tingles bloom in your lower belly and feel your face get hot—

“tell your lil friends your leaving” you softly nod and turn around grabbing your bags and saying soft byes and sorry’s, while your friends give you knowing looks and soft smiles—

ony grabs your hand and drags you out the club as fast as your heels will let you, quickly opening the door for you, and letting you get in before speeding off once again—

“im just trynna get my paper straight” you hear brent sing as ony pounds ya shit, you let out loud moans and choked sobs, “p-please” you whimper out as you reach behind trynna to press against his stomach, running away from the dick—

“nah move ya hand” he roughly says, quickly grabbing your hand and pressing it against your back, pulling your hair, and starting to drill into you—

“oh my god” you whine, pathetically whimpering letting him just man handle you, letting out his frustrations on you…

“take that shit” he grunts, pounding into you “mhm” he whispers, tightening his grip around your hair

“i c-cant” “p-pa-

he hears you he really does, but he can’t get over this shit, not this time, you need to learn, yo lil ass get real disrespectful and he’s tired of it..

“nah tell them all that shit you was saying in the camera, let them hear all this” he lifts you up and pulls you towards the camera, while still pounding into you

“i-im sorry” you sob “im s-so so sorry papa” “pl-please haaa~ ” you feel the tears rolling down your cheeks, your so overstimulated and he’s so deep inside you.. too deep even, you just need a break

“b-break” you choke out.. “need a break”

“hm baby?” “you need a break” he says mockingly while biting his lips after feeling you tighten around him, “lil ass can’t even handle some dick, you think you finna go out again?” “you crazy mama”

“please!” you moan again, pathetically trying to reach down to rub your clit, to soothe some of the stretch your feeling— god it hurts so good, your eyes nearly roll back into your skull—

“you wanna break?” “here” ony quickly pulls out, breathing heavy, grabbing his phone concluding the punishment he was giving you, you lay on the bed heaving, pussy leaking more slick, your shaking and tired..

ony slaps your ass, and leaves hot kisses down your back “i bet you’ll never do some shit like that again” “right mama?” you just tiredly nod.. he slaps your ass again “let me hear you say it” “p-promise papa” “i won’t do it again” ony nods and slowly slips inside you again, this time giving you slow strokes, and rubbing small circles on your clit.. “mmm~

the rest of the night he takes care of you, ending in mind blowing orgasms, he can never stay mad at you for too long, your still his baby girl..

|a/n|

wait yall!! i’m fucking with this oneeee ouuuu, yall i love me some ony! 🤭

[bunnisari]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Trust me , plug!eren

warnings ✩ — mention of weed, praise, high sex, slight manipulation, mention of drugs, tummy bulge, eren giving reader drugs

It was a simple question.

“Do you trust me?”

But with the way Eren was bruising your cervix, it was the most difficult question ever heard to man. Eren followed your eyes as you squirmed underneath him. His eyes stared into yours so deeply. It was as if he was trying to get inside of you (mentally atleast) , answering for you.

Your mouth opened in an attempt to answer. His thrusts knocking your eyes to the back of your head. You let out a gasp as your hands scratched up and down Eren’s back. “I-i..i love y-mmph” This caused Eren to let out a chuckle, a smile spreading onto his face. “I love you so much more, but that’s not the answer I was looking for”

One of Eren’s hands moved down to your lower stomach, pressing onto the bulge. You whined at the feeling.

Eren’s pace slowed and he gave you the deepest longest strokes you ever got. Your breath was knocked out of you, mouth starting to get dry from the previous joint Eren smoked with you.

“Now imma ask you again, kay princess?”Eren cooed to you, grabbing your jaw and forcing eye contact.

“Do you trust me?Use your words.”

You eagerly nodded your head, “mhmm! y-yes ren I do!” she’s just so cute, Eren thought as he slowly moved his hips against yours. A warm feeling flooded Eren’s stomach as you completely submitted yourself to him. You trusted him with your life, you really did.

“Gonna take this for me, hmm?” Eren reached over and grabbed a small plastic bag with a couple white pills in it. “It’s gonna make you feel so good, I promise. You trust me right?” Eren slowly picked up his pace.

“Uh huh. Yes ren” You whined, back arching.

“Good. That’s so good princess. You’re doing soooo good for me. I’m gonna make you cum so much I swear.”

[ifhybutilovechu]

P.2 18+

'Take that shit ma , this gon make you feel much better then we can finally talk' Y/N couldn't even fathom what he was saying. The only thing on her mind was him pounding her into the car seat .'Oooh FUCK!' she screamed. "Ohh so now you talking?' he says gripping her hips so hard there's probably gonna be some aftermath in the morning .

Her groans and skin slapping was the only thing heard , she pleads for mercy smacking at his abdomen praying he would slow down or at least take some of the unbearable inches out but he just slaps her hand away. 'You know what , gon head and turn yo ass around' he says pulling out of her then laying back in a sitting position.

She stares at his dick intensely 'You just gonna sit and stares' she gulps before turning around reverse cowgirl style and slowly sinking down 'Fuckk...I can't' her pussy had already been overstimulated to the max . He ignores her plea and places his hands on her hips before slamming her down . She lets out a yelp and reaches to grab anything , he pulls her hands behind her and grabs them by the wrist as he uses them to help him pound up into her 'Oooh shit oh my goddd Ony!' He lets go of her arms and grabs her neck , turning her head and giving her a sloppy kiss . 'Oh my goddd!!! I'm cummin baby oh shit!' Ony kisses up her neck ' I'm close too baby , you gon catch that nut?'

'Shit yes pa!' that was her last warning before cumming , her juices squirting all over him , Ony sloppily thrust a few more times before cumming deep in her . She slumps down on the car seat after he pulls out , huffing and breathing heavily. Ony kisses down her neck again. They sit in a comforting silence for a while before Ony breaks it

'So you wanna talk about it now?'

[f4irycafe]

okay but imagine u dressed up as a cute bunny and u have a skirt on that barely covers ur ass for ur costume all pretty n white and eren goes as a COD character (ik so basic im srry) , but y’all have just been so drunk and high and horny the whole night at jeans party that eventually he just takes you into the bathroom, balls ur skirt up in his fist and gives you the most mind numbing back shots. im talking his foot is up on the toilet cuz he needs leverage to drill tf outta yo shitttt. his pants r on the floor so u can perfectly see his v-line fade into his black wife beater in the mirror👹 his fingers r hooked inside ur mouth n he’s telling u to “take it like a good bitch.” and “fuckkk you look so pretty on daddy’s cock” and when he’s done he’ll lick up his mess and park you ddy. y’all leave to go home for round 2 pretty soon after that 😳😩

[strwbwrrybunny]

Can you please write a Armin x reader smut where we’re at camp and we go skinny dipping

𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐲!𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩…𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠!

★

when your friend bianca suggested you two apply for summer camp this summer for college credits you had scrunched your nose up at her.she claimed it would look good on applications when you guys began applying to schools and could even help to secure a job after the summer. you sighed when you realized she actually had a point, you two had just graduated highschool and being the professional procrastinators you were you two still hadn’t applied to a single school.

being surrounded by bugs that lurked around every corner and snotty nosed kids didn’t really fit your summer agenda, but bianca was right.it would look excellent on your resume.so a week before school let out for the children you hopped in your pink jeep with your bestfriend and made your way to the camp.

you had to admit,the place was beautiful.small wooden brown cabins dotted the landscape,each with two windows on the left side and a dark wooden door with a ‘welcome campers’ sign hung onto the door with a bright yellow smiley face.the lake view was almost like something out of a painting the water was an iridescent blue and in the reflection of the water lay wisps of clouds and towering tress.

the first three days consisted of you getting to know the other counselors better, there was eren who you called man-bun because his messy hair was always pulled in a bun.he was funny and had the prettiest emerald eyes you’d ever seen but you didn’t see much of him because he was always in his cabin sleeping.then there was ony, definition of tall dark and handsome.you were pretty sure he’d been flirting with you since you got here but bianca had made it crystal clear she wanted him and you were not gonna break girl code for some summer fling.

then there was armin,his blonde hair always seemed to be in his face as if he was trying to hide.he always seemed to wear some type of sleeveless shirt and you would be lying if you said you didn’t gawk at his figure each time.

every part of him was toned and covered in tattoos and you found it kind of ironic how his appearance screamed extrovert,yet he was the total opposite.he was soft spoken,gentle,kind and often kept his head down.you had complimented his tattoos and you could’ve sworn you saw his cheeks flush red as he mustered a’thanks’.

it was a day before the kids arrived at the camp and the five of you were huddled around the campfire,light flickering upon your faces as each of you took turns telling scary stories.right now it was eren’s turn and although his story was the farthest thing from scary bianca took that as an excuse to cuddle into ony’s arms,you bit your cheek to stop from smiling as bianca locked eyes with you and winked.

you sat beside armin who had his hair pulled back in a black bandana,this had been the first time you’d seen him without his hair in his face and he was fucking sexy.jaw clenched and tense,doe eyes,an array of freckles littered across his face,plump pink lips that you so desperately wanted to run your thumb across. there had definitely been some tension between the two of you as the days passed.you guys had all been swimming in the lake the other day and you hadn’t noticed your bra had completely untied itself and armin had been quick to help you,hands gently finding the straps and tying it.

then there was the time when you guys had had a movie night in the boys cabin and you fell asleep on armin’s chest in his bed,you hadn’t meant to fall asleep but star-wars was so fucking boring.

armin couldn’t stop himself as his dick hardened underneath you,your leg thrown over his as you slept soundly.he just hoped you didn’t wake up as he slid out from underneath you,his dick was practically twitching as he lay there with you and he had to let his frustrations out.he’d lazily made some excuse about going to the bathroom and no one batted an eye,it was dark only the tv emitting light into the room.bianca was making out with ony on the top bunk and eren was obnoxiously chewing popcorn on the beanbag he’d pulled in front of the television.

“f-fuck y/n.” armin whimpered out as he stroked his dick,the thought of you wrapping around his dick making his head lull back.soft cries left his mouth and he had to steady his hand on the bathroom stall as his legs shook,precum dripping down his dick with each stroke.his mind flickered to thoughts of you,your smile,the way you always smelled like cocoa butter,the way you always stood up for him when eren and ony joked on him.

“a-ah.” armin rocked his hips into his hands,a few more pumps and his warm cum filled his hand.a small whine flowing from his lips as he stroked the rest of the cum from his dick.

“we should ditch,right?”

your voice broke armin from his thoughts, his hands fiddling around with the rings that barely fit his large fingers.he looked at you with a puzzled look and before he could say anything you were pulling him from his chair, a couple of ooooo’s coming from the group.you smiled and flipped them off, hands still interlocked with armin’s you walked off to a nearby trail that had a view of the water.

it looked magnificent this time of night, stars mirrored in the still water, moonlight bouncing off and emitting light throughout the night air.you began making your way down the trail to the dock,hand still holding armin’s as he willingly followed.

“w-where are we going? we aren’t supposed to get in the water after ten.” armin stuttered and you giggled looking over your shoulder at him.

“do you always follow the rules? c’mon don’t be boring.” you said softly as you two finally made it to the wooden dock.armin nervously bit his lip, here you were just holding his hand and he was hard as a rock, he felt like a teenage boy hitting puberty all over again.

“no of course not.” he lied through his teeth not wanting to seem like a loser.

you giggled,tucking a piece of hair behind your ear and he wanted to desperately kiss you. you looked so pretty to him and if he wasn’t such a coward he’d pull you into him.

“you know i saw you that night right?”

armin froze,no…you couldn’t have you were asleep.

he gulped and scratched his frizzy blonde hair sheepishly.

“w-what i really don’t know-“

you cut him off immediately,”don’t be coy armin.i heard you in the bathroom whimpering my name.” you’d woken up a couple minutes after armin had left,rubbing your eyes groggily as you looked for the man.eren had stated he’d went to the bathroom and you decided to go see if he was okay,but to your surprise when you reached the door you could hear armin calling out your name in pleasure.

“well that’s embarrassing…i’m mortified.i promise i’m not a creep okay?” armin said quickly as he panicked.he was ataken back when you pressed your soft lips against his,a small moan emitting from his throat as he wrapped his hands around you.

you pulled back from his lips,a string of saliva followed and you swiped your thumb across his lips.you swore you could see his pupils dilate as you did that.

“have you ever had your dick sucked?” you questioned softly and armin shifted in embarrassment, he’d never so much as seen a pair of boobs besides in magazines nevertheless had his dick sucked.you took his non answer as a no and you slowly got your knees,hands fumbling with the belt on his jeans.his heart was racing in his chest, was this really happening? was a pretty girl really about to give him head? was this a set up?

he heard your fingers unlatch the belt and your hands pull down his pants,fingers playing with the hem of his gray calvin klein boxers.you bit your lip as you looked up at him through your lashes,his bright blue eyes meeting yours.

“what happens at summer camp stays at summer camp, okay armin?”

he nodded anxiously.

“i’m gonna make you feel good,okay?”

“o-okay.” he whispered so low you almost hadn’t heard it.you pulled his boxers down and grabbed his throbbing dick,his tip was leaking precum and you couldn’t help but swipe it up with your tongue.a cry emitted from armin’s lips as a shiver ran up his back, hands digging into your hair.

you relaxed your jaw and began bobbing your head on his dick,hands placed on each of his thighs as you took his full length down your throat.armin’s dick was bigger then you imagined,a whooping seven and a half inches with a thick girth.

“o-oh y/n!” armin gasped as your mouth moved over him so deliciously,the wet sounds of you slurping on his dick filled the night air.armin had never felt anything like this in his entire life and he was in bliss,your mouth was tight and warm around his swollen cock and his head fell back as he felt himself hit the back of your throat.

you moaned on his dick,pulling him out of your mouth and stroking him with both your hands while your lips wrapped around his tip.armin was on cloud fucking nine,your hands tugged his dick so gently it drove him nuts.he still couldnt believe a nice pretty girl like you was here sucking him off.

this was way better than his hand.

he couldn’t help but innocently buck his hips in your hands,mewls of pleasure spilling from his lips.his stomach was tight and he knew he was about to cum,he was embarrassed that he was close this fast but the way you worked his dick had his legs shaking.

a loud sob filled the air as armin bucked his hips faster,shaking in pleasure as he chased his orgasm.with one last thrust his salty cum filled your mouth, a bit of it leaking down your chin as you swallowed.

“i-uh, i’m sorry.”

you giggled and wiped your mouth with the back of your hand.

“are you apologizing for cumming in my mouth?”

armin’s eyes shifted nervously from you to his pants pooled around his ankles.

“um yeah? i guess i am.”

you smiled at his innocence,beginning to pull your clothes off.you peered over your shoulder with a raised eyebrow, a scream of excitement left your lips, quiet water rippling as you did a cannonball.when your head popped back above the surface you could see armin standing in the same spot,you smoothed your wet curls back and motioned for him to join you.

“it’s just a little skinny dipping arminnn.” you dragged out his name teasingly,his cheeks turning a light pink.armin slowly pulled his shirt off and your breath hitched, you could see each muscle flex.

you smiled as he walked to the edge of the deck,naked,he looked like a greek god from this angle.you swam back a little as he jumped in with a laugh,finally loosening up.the two of you swam for what seemed like hours,splashing water, telling old childhood stories,stealing small kissess from each other.

armin could hear you talk forever.

you and armin were now in the shallow part of the lake and not being able to take the sexual tension anymore you pressed a kiss against his lips.a gasp falling from your mouth as armin grabbed your thighs and lifted you up,your legs automatically wrapping around his waist.your lips never let his and you could feel him lining himself up with your entrance, moans in the same cadence as his when he finally pushed into you.

he stretched you so fucking deliciously you wanted to cry, his hands cupping your ass as he used it to lift you up and down his dick.you’d stolen armin’s virginity and he was pussy whipped, he never wanted to leave your wet cunt.you were so tight and warm around him it made him dizzy.

“o-oh armin,you’re doing so good pretty boy.” you whined, pussy convulsing around his thick length everytime he pushed back into you.his thrust were gentle yet constant, each as deep and leg shaking as the last.his head hung back in pleasure at your words of reassurance, your pussy making the most unholy sounds as he rocked his hips into you a bit faster.

“you feel so good.” armin squeaked out, a deep groan falling from his lips.he was fucking you so good, his tip grazing against that spot that drove you crazy.

it seemed like hours of blissful pleasure as armin fucked you,he fucked you through your orgasm.then another,then another and then you lost count.he had pumped your pussy full of cum multiple times and you were a creamy mess,becoming a cum bucket wasn’t on your list this summer but you didn’t mind it.

the rest of the summer had been a blast,you actually enjoyed having the children around.and you and armin had gotten extremely close,sneaking out of your cabins almost every night to hookup.he was still the shy boy you knew but now you could actually get a conversation out of him.

it had been three weeks since summer had ended and you said goodbye to all your summer buddies. you’d notice you’d skipped a couple periods, which wasn’t unusual seeing as you were irregular.but you began to worry when your stomach began growing rounder and harder.

so now here you were on the toilet, leg bouncing anxiously as you awaited the pregnancy test results.a wave of nausea almost consumed you as you saw the pregnant + reading on the stick.

what happens at summer camp stays at summer camp…right?

wrong.

“fuck.”

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🎀Love At First Sight🎀

Warning! Contains: Drinking, Alcohol, Swearing, and Original Character

Overnight fame was one hell of a thing. One year ago, Ony was selling his beats to low budget rappers, charging forty an hour for a session, and working a second job just so he could make rent for his studio. Hustling between construction and music to make his dream happen, and he just had to make it happen. He’d been in love with music since his mom got him a toy microphone as a toddler, walking around in diapers rhyming in the kitchen for her any chance he got.

It wasn’t until last year, that his song he released blew up quite literally over a single night, and he gained over 700 thousand monthly listeners. From there things only got better with the addition of money, chains, diamonds, private planes, bigger houses, and more music. Now he’s got millions of people who follow him and stream his songs all over the world, tons of people hounding him to collab, and girls trying to get at him wherever he goes.

He brought his friends up with him. Both Connie, an up and coming music agent, and Eren, a fellow rapper became famous with him. Eren’s music is being streamed all over for his ability to rap in English and Japanese with swag, and Connie now has a rolodex of clients with Ony and Eren at the top of that list.

Now suddenly, he’s sitting in his own after party after winning his first music award, the cold trophy sitting heavy in his hand as he watches everyone party around him. He felt like he was staring off into space again, the shock from winning still lingering on his mind, but he couldn’t help but feel grateful.

Nothing else could pique his attention when he was like this, especially since Ony usually sits by himself at these types of parties. His low taper fade with waves was fresh for the night, and his suit felt too tight before he got rid of the tie and unbuttoned it a bit at the top. He doesn’t even show off the gold grillz that sits on his teeth; instead, he keeps his mouth shut and limits his reactions to nods and shrugs.

Things like this bored him, industry parties where he had to play nice, acting like he even liked half the people in the room. However, if he wanted to sell his beats and keep making music, he had to act at least a little interested. This is what Connie, who’s now his manager, reminded him of as he spoke to him, telling Ony to, “Fix your fucking face, you’re scaring everyone away.” Then, he went to mingle with some artist's agent to get them on a song. Connie always knew Ony would blow up, always booking him in small night clubs and now arranging him for the big league gigs.

Ony only smacked his lips in response, wondering just who Connie was talking to before turning to look at Eren as he flirted with some girl at the party. That nigga was dead wrong, especially since Ony saw another chick leaving his apartment this morning. That didn’t stop him from trying to take this next girl to his place for the night, Eren always had to play up into his Playboy persona.

Ony shook his head as he turned to check out the bar, he might as well get drunk, everybody else at this party is. He stood up, adjusting his clothes as he made his way over, some people turning and interrupting his path to congratulate him, and girls asking when he’s free to produce one on one with them. Ony mostly ignored everyone though, tuning them out by trying to think of new song lyrics, his trophy still in hand as he looked for a place he could safely put it.

The blue strobe lights were distracting, making his head pound slightly as he made it to the bar. He leaned over, asking for a double shot of Don Julio 1942 as both Connie and Eren made their way to him. Eren pat him on the shoulder, smiling as he saw Ony finally get a drink, he’d been in his head this entire time, not saying much since he won. “Finally gonna party man? All of this is for you anyways.”

“Yeah man,” Connie chimed in, leaning back against the countertop, “Gotta stop moping around, you won. This is only the beginning.” They were right, but for some reason it just didn’t feel real yet, like he didn’t actually win anything. He felt a bit hollow inside, trying to fill it with alcohol at the moment. Ignoring the pounding in his head, he took the glass the bartender set in front of him and downed it quickly.

As he picked up his head to finally acknowledge his friends, someone caught his eye from the corner of the room, turning instead to look and see. Across the way sat a girl, all alone on one of the couches, looking around and tapping her nails against her thighs nervously. Ony perked up suddenly, lifting his head higher to see her better, staring over Connie’s head as he and Eren turned to see just what Ony was looking at.

They both looked confused when Ony was caught staring dead at a girl. That was really unlike him, he usually made a considerable amount of effort to dodge girls who were interested in him, not wanting someone who likes him because of the sudden status he found himself in, but clearly something about her was a bit different.

“Aye Con, who’s shawty over there?” Ony finally asked, dropping his attention back down to his friend.

“Oh, her? Her name’s Princess, she's one of Sasha’s artists.” He shrugged casually, he and Eren were trying but failing to contain their smirks as Ony silently mulled over everything. Princess, cute lil name, felt light on his tongue as he said it.

“Why? You feeling her or something?” Eren leaned in close to Ony, jabbing him in the ribs suggestively.

“Can’t be interested in a girl now?” Ony said, never taking his eyes off the way she slung her hair over her shoulder as she looked up and spoke to someone passing by, even from far away he could tell she was a shy lil’ thing. He smiled a little as he leaned back over the bar to ask for a entire bottle of Dom Perignon.

“What you need a bottle for?” Eren chuckled lightly, Connie masking his laughter with a cough as Ony gave them both death glares.

“I’m just gonna talk to her right quick.” He put simply, holding the ice cold bottle in one hand, and his award in the other, leaving his friends to make his way over to Princess.

She was busy in her own world, looking at herself in a small compact mirror, touching up her lip gloss. Princess looked stunning, wearing a white floor-length satin gown that she must’ve had on during the award ceremony. Beaded and shining under the lights, the white looked heavenly on her, and as he got closer he saw her nails matched the same white as well.

But as he trailed down… as he trailed down all he could think about was how gorgeous she looked. Dressed or not. Her breasts accentuated and pushed up in the gown, though on the smaller side looked so tempting. Her waist cinched in before rounding out around her stomach and hips. Her hands trying to cover up her midsection as the satin stretched around her thicker than average ass that he could see while she was sitting. Damn, anyone from across the room could see her ass.

Ony swiftly slid into the seat next to her, watching as she looked up at him, turning to see him sit. Their eyes locked momentarily, before she quickly turned away back to her mirror. He licked over his lips with a smile, leaning over to drop the bottle on the edge of the table with a thud. It caused her eyes to flicker over again, but stay longer this time, fully turning her attention to him.

He watched as Princess looked him over, taking in his suit, then trailing up his chest to where his heavy chain sat. Her eyes raised to his face last, raking over his goatee and confident smirk, to Ony’s dark brown eyes and the small scar in his left brow.

“Hey,” He nodded towards her, snapping her out of her gaze. She blushed and tried looking at the sea of people for a moment as he continued. “Want to have a drink with me?”

She scrunched her nose at his request, and he had to hold back the laugh that filled his belly. He couldn’t help it, she just looked so unexpectedly cute, and it made him wonder what other reactions he could pull from her. “A drink?” She asked, looking at the bottle of expensive champagne.

Their eyes met for a second time, Princess blinking wide eyed and shy while telling him, “I don’t drink.”

“You don’t?” Shocked at how sincerely she said it, like she couldn’t help but tell the truth. That threw him off a bit, he had to drop his well rehearsed flirting since his first tactic wasn’t an option anymore.

“No, I’m sorry.” She mumbled out, closing her compact and sliding it back into her clutch. “Congrats on your win though.” She was obviously about to get up and leave, meaning Ony had to act fast to get her to stay.

“You a fan of my music?” He slid a bit closer, nothing drastic, but enough that would catch her attention, genuinely wondering if she even knew that this party was for him, or if it was just another industry thing to come and be social at random penthouses.

“I’ve heard one song, New Money, but that’s it. Sasha and Mikasa invited me.” Ony didn’t know Sasha, but he knew Mikasa well enough, he stored that bit of information away for later.

“That’s cool, I don’t think I’ve heard your music either, did you do anything I know?” He shifted closer again, ducking his head down to hear her clearly when she spoke, making her face heat up.

“Uhm, I used to sing gospel only, and I just made the switch to R&B. I’m just breaking in the door, you know?” She said, twirling her hands nervously.

“That still ain’t a song name Ma, I like gospel.” The pet name rolled off his tongue so casually she almost didn’t hear it.

“Oh,” That was surprising. From the music she heard it didn’t seem like Ony was the gospel type. “It’s my time, Up and Rise, He is Righteous.” She listed off a few, one particularly catching his attention.

“Hey, I know Up and Rise. I didn’t know you sung that though.” He took the bottle from the table, dropping his award down on the sofa next to her as he began unscrewing the cap. Nodding his head as he remembered how it went.

“Yeah, that was me.” Princess felt a small burst of pride at the fact that her song was liked by someone in music outside of the genre, not many people knew her music other than the gospel community.

“I love that song, the melody is fye.” He mumbled as he gripped the cork with the side of his teeth, pulling for a quick second before watching it pop and the champagne fizzle out the bottle onto his hand for an unexpected drizzle. He didn’t comment on the way it dripped onto the floor, just turned to her again and asked, “Where you from?” Effortlessly bringing her back in, sounding softer than he would normally, she could hear the way he was actively trying to be nice.

“Oh, Marietta, Cobb county.” She said, watching him take a swig of his drink straight from the neck of the bottle. Though his actions and voice were a little rough, it was undeniable how hot he looked. She noted that he looked especially hot as he drank.

“So you’re the Princess of Cobb county, huh?” She finally saw a flash of something shiny in his mouth when he smiled at her, full and playful. Both rows of his teeth covered in diamonds from his grill, shining as the light hit it, making him look beautiful.

“I wouldn’t say all that.” Princess shyly mumbled, turning away to try and see where Sasha and Mikasa were. She hoped they weren’t coming back so soon, she wanted a bit more time to talk.

“Shit, I would.” The tension was becoming thicker and thicker, making Princess shift uncomfortably on the sofa, looking forward for a moment to cool herself down.

“Where are you from?” She politely asked back, looking at him again to convey her interest.

“Adamsville.” His tone sour as he said it, taking a swig from the champagne to mask what he was feeling. Usually, when people hear where he was born and raised, they start to treat him differently. Like he was some scrapyard dog, feral and rabid, a thug.

“Really? I have some cousins who live out there.” She smiled, unforced and natural. “I used to have fun in the housing units with them.” The way Ony’s head popped up in curiosity didn’t go ignored by her, and she watched as he perked up in a happier mood.

“Yeah? You ever lived there before?”

“No, the most my grandparents would let me do was spend a night. By the time we were twelve they moved out, but I had fun memories there.” Princess reminisced, as she spotted Mikasa drunkenly trailing behind Sasha who was storming her way up to her. “It was nice meeting you, but my friends want to leave.”

“Wait, how can I get in touch with you?” He stood up with her as she smoothed down her dress, inwardly swearing when he saw how she looked standing. She was fucking beautiful.

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” Princess rushed out, starting to walk away before stopping to say, “Maybe we can talk about it if we see each other again.” A hopeful tone, and shimmer in her eyes.

“Come on girl, I love your voice. I want you on a song with me.” Just as she opened her mouth to answer, Princess was forced to look away when someone who Ony assumed to be Sasha grabbed her arm, pulling her forward.

“Princess, we got to go. It’s so late and your photoshoot is at 10 am.” Before Ony could get another word in, she was dragged off, her head whipping to glance back at him as she left. He sighed heavily, feeling like he lost his chance for a moment. Eren and Connie approaching him as he stood, bottle in hand, trying to think of a solution.

“Damn, you get her number or what?” Eren asked, checking out Princess as she walked away until he saw the glare Ony was giving him.

“Nah, but that’s alright. I got an idea.”

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★ CHARACTER AESTHETIC !CONNIE!

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Tides Of Fate

In a world where powerful creatures known as sirens come to the shores of Paradis, the scouts are thrust into an unexpected alliance—one that is sealed through an ancient and seductive bonding ritual. Each siren has chosen a mate, and through their connection, the scouts are granted extraordinary powers. But with this newfound strength comes complexity, lust, and tension.

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mama’s baby, daddy’s maybe

in which connie is a famous basketball player who has a secret baby with his best friend

this is part 6! the second to last part to mbdm :( and it’s kinda long bc it switches povs.. sorry y’all! but anyways, hope you enjoy! read the 5th part here and here, read part 4 here!

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After the outing, Connie and I had gotten closer in the following weeks. As busy as he was as the nation’s athlete, he still had enough time to set aside for me and Celest. The only reason he probably didn’t mind spending time with the baby was because she came along with me. It got to the point where it looked like he was growing attached and as far as he knew, he wasn’t her father. He thought he was just stepping in as an outside source.

Today I had took off for a doctor’s appointment for Celest where she’d be getting shots. I talked to Connie that morning and my plans slipped up so I should’ve known he would’ve wanted to go with me.

“But don’t you have a game?” I wedged my phone between my ear and neck as I buckled in a busy Celest.

“Yeah but that’s not until 7. Y’know, I just wanna be there for support.” At first glance, I didn’t see nothing wrong with it until I considered the situation again. Plus the fact that he was a celebrity and could be recognized going to a pediatrician with a random lady and her baby.

“I guess.. you gon meet me there?”

“Yeah just send me the address. I’ll get there before you anyways.”

I scoffed. “Boy you better not be tryna speed through these streets. I can’t afford your bail.”

“You won’t need to. Imma call you when I get there.” And with that we said our goodbyes and hung up before I started on my way.

And Connie was in fact there before me.

“Told you.” He smirked, making fun of the fact that I didn’t believe him. Celest was starting to fall asleep again on my shoulder but once she saw Connie, she woke up immediately.

He took his shades off as Celest wiggled out my arms to run into his. “At least someone’s happy to see me. Estrellita!” He calls her Estrellita, which means little star in spanish as I’ve been told and that’s interesting because the inspiration for her name came from his.. Constance. His name always reminded me of the stars and how beautiful they were as constellations on some nights, which is what I saw every time I looked at him and now see every time I look at my baby. I really need to find a way on how to break the news to him.

Once we got in and we’re now waiting for the lady to come in.

“Y’know you didn’t have to come, right? You probably had something else to do.”

Connie shook his head as he held onto Celest in his lap. “Nah, I like spending time with yall. Especially this lil girl.” He tickled her sides, which made her squirm.

I didn’t know what I was thinking to prompt me to say what was next. “Actually Connie, there’s—“ but luckily the pediatrician came just in time

She greeted us as she walked in and was surprised to see Connie in the chair because normally it’s just Celest and I.

She looked at me and then looked at Connie and Celest. “Are you dad?” My eyes widened. He was dad but he didn’t know he was dad. All Connie did was laugh because I could see that he didn’t know how to react.

“Nah, um… just a friend.”

“Oh!” She laughed. “You and the baby look so much alike I thought you were dad.” Connie slowly turned his head to look at me and I slowly turned my head in the opposite direction.

“Just probably been around her for too long.” The pediatrician started somehow laughing harder than before. I wanted to leave now for a multitude of reasons. But once I finished talking to her about Celest and the type of shots she’d be given today, everything was almost over.

“Does she like shots?” Connie leaned over to me after the pediatrician left to get the supplies for the shots.

I laughed a bit. “Who likes to get shots?” He rolled his eyes.

“I’m sayin does she cry and stuff?”

“She’ll cry but only for a lil bit. I got her if you can’t—“

“Nah, she cool. I got her.” The cart rolled in and Celest started to whine and get antsy. I hated when she’d get shots because I’d always cry with her, but it helped when Connie was here.

The first looked to be the most painful for her but she didn’t cry all that much but that was probably because Connie held onto her so tightly, making sure she wouldn’t wiggle around. After the first, the second floor one came and went so it was over by this point and Celest’s little thighs were decorated with pretty pink butterfly bandaids.

“See?” The pediatrician began putting the stuff away. “Wasn’t that bad, right?” She tickled at Celest’s tummy and of course she laughed even through her teary eyes. Connie on the other hand, looked like he was fighting back tears himself.

When we left, Connie had put his shades back on as he walked to my car to buckle Celest in.

“Thank you for coming Connie, I appreciated your… support.”

“Anytime.. you coming to the game later?” I didn’t know if I wanted to go through that hassle again. “I’ll find a way to get yall in—“

“It’s okay, we’ll just watch you on tv.”

He raised a brow. “You sure? Don’t wanna be there for the real thing?”

He made me giggle like a high school girl. “I have the real thing right here. And plus, Cee will watch you better at home anyways.”

“Alrighty pretty girl.. you better be watching.”

“Or what?” He was close enough to rattle the fluttering in my stomach. He stood in front of me for a while, gently biting on his lips but I couldn’t see his eyes because they were hidden.

He scoffed. “You’ll find out,” He pecked me on my cheek. “Bye, love you!” Before quickly getting into his car and speeding off. ‘Love you..?’

(📞switching sides) CONNIE

After the game, all I could think about was the events of today and what the pediatrician lady said. My mind was so set on that, I didn’t even go to the club like the team would always do after winning a game to celebrate. Everyone went to the club that night except for Onyankopon. Him and I were the closest on the team and he’s always had my back through everything since joining the team. When I was first starting out in the pro world, he was the one who didn’t mind helping me out. He was only a few years older than me but he was like a brother.

Instead of going to the club, we went to Jean’s house to hang out with him and Sasha. We had a few drinks and played a few games and even though it’s minimal, having the time to wind down with them was always enjoyable.

They knew all about my time with Celest and Chy’anne but they haven’t really asked any questions about them until now, which was strange. I even told them about today at the pediatrician’s and what I was feeling with that, thinking they’d just brush me off to talk about something else but…

“So she asked if you were the dad because you and the baby look alike?” Jean basically repeated what I told him.

“Yeah and I told her that I was Chy’anne’s friend—“

“Y’know she wouldn’t just ask something like that for no reason, right?” He had a point but I assumed he was bullshitting.

I narrowed my eyes at him “What you tryna say?”

“You got a picture of the baby?”

“Whoa—“

“Shut up,” He snapped at Sasha while reaching out for my phone. “I’m tryna see something..” I brought up a family picture from Chy’anne’s page and handed the phone over.

Once he was looking at the picture, Sasha and Ony leaned over his shoulder to look. Ony kept looking between me and the phone while Sasha covered her mouth with her eyes widened. Their dramatic reactions were making me nervous.

“What?”

“I don’t know if you’re just being dumb on purpose or what but…”

“That baby yours, G.”

“Gimme that shit..” I snatched the phone from Jean’s hands and my heart felt like it was gonna pump out my chest. I glanced at the picture before turning the phone off. “Stop playin with me. That baby look so much like Chy’anne, you can’t even really tell who—“

“Keep telling yourself that~” I don’t know why I felt so worked up if I knew Celest wasn’t mine, right? How could she be?

“A blind person can see that’s your daughter, Connie.”

“Nah, fuck that. Chy’anne wouldn’t do that to me. I know her.”

“Do you?” My eyes met Ony’s. “A person can change a lot in two years.” Again, a point was made but it wasn’t nearly enough to convince me. To me, the idea of her daughter being mine was a crazy idea because I knew the type of person she was and I knew she wouldn’t keep such a thing from me for so long.

“And why do you think she’d do that?” Jean added.

“I don’t know, maybe she was going through some shit or something.”

Jean rolled his eyes. “Obviously, but maybe she had a reason why she hid the baby from you.”

I had to laugh a lil bit because it was getting ridiculous now. To the point where I might have started feeling paranoid. “I’m telling you, that’s not my baby. Love her to death but she’s not mine to claim. If she was really my child, I’m sure I’d know about it by now.”

Jean sighed like he was frustrated that I wasn’t believing them. I chose not to believe them because I know how I’d feel if that really was the case and I just didn’t wanna face my feelings if that was a possibility.

“What happened two years ago?” I didn’t know why Jean was asking a question he knew the answer to.

“You know what happened—“

“Wait what happened two years ago?” Ony stopped me. “You just told me you and the girl were friends, you didn’t tell me y’all had history and shit.”

“Basically,” I dreaded telling this story again so I just summed it up. “Her and I were real close. Best friends since diapers and she’s always supported me because I played ball but she stopped talking to me right before I was drafted. Haven’t talked for two years since then until now.”

“Damn.”

“You’re missing something, Connie.” Sasha spoke up but I was confused.

“How you gonna tell me what I’m missing in my story?” Jean and Sasha exchanged looks. My mind was searching for what they were trying to remind me until I finally realized it all in a few seconds. It was like everything came rushing back all at one time. I then recognized the event as the night that changed everything. I guess I had completely shut down because someone had to get my attention a few times.

“You remember now?”

I nodded and tried swallowing the dry knot in my throat. “Yeah, we had sex. Right before I was getting ready to go to California. I remember it being an issue because we were friends until.. we did that. And then her sister told me she was sick and stuff but I didn’t pay attention to it at the time.”

“And maybe, just maybe,” Jean raised his hands. “She was sick because she was just finding out she was pregnant.” Now that I remembered everything, what Jean said made sense and I’d only find out the real truth if I asked her up front.

“Okay but, why would she keep a whole baby from me for two years? Why would she do that to me?” Anger, frustration, confusion and everything in between started to rise inside of me but I tried brushing it off. Although I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt, the fact that we potentially had a daughter together that I didn’t know about and that I could’ve been there for, made me feel betrayed.

“See, that is what I don’t know. Up to you to figure out.” Sooner or later, that is what I aimed to find the answer to

she WILL tell him in the next part, i PROMISE😭 and everything will unfold for the lil finale, just stay tuned <3

[2neaky]

ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙽𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚕𝚎𓍼ོ.𓍢ִ໋

𝓜𝓓𝓝𝓘 ☆ 𝓦𝓐𝓡𝓝𝓘𝓝𝓖𝓢 - reader is aroused from getting a tattoo (soft core) / Eren x Blackreader | mini drabble—working thru a writing slump so bear w. me on these shorter fics, enjoy <3

Over a hundred times per second, thousands of times per minute—the needle keeps hitting delicate skin.

Sometimes it breaks, leaving droplets of blood in its wake. Other times, it’s just strong enough to withstand the attack, leaving the skin raw and swollen.

‘It’s probably red,’ she thinks as her thighs clench around the chair.

There’s a moment of clarity; The needle has been lifted.

“You good?”

His voice almost makes her shiver.

Her closed eyes squeeze together.

“Mhm.”

She hears him moving around some tools behind her. “Use your words.”

“Yeah…”

Low, green eyes bore into the back of her head, watching closely.

From their first meeting, she could tell that Eren was an ‘all-about-the-details’ kind of man. Analytical, almost to a fault (noting the times he’s kept her in his chair longer than needed, just to perfect a tattoo). She doesn’t appreciate him any less for it.

Yet, she’s burning up under his stare. She almost wishes he would look away, as stupid as that sounds.

“Tell me when you need a break.”

She nods and turns her head to the side to rest against the headrest, eyes still closed.

“𓊆ྀི⋆˖ ⭑˚⊹𓊇ྀི.”

Soft mink lashes blink as she peels her eyes open to look at him—as best as she can from this angle, anyway.

“Tell me.”

He’s a soft-talker, quiet most times. But the added edge to his voice at times just gets her.

Usually, she laughs it off, making a joke about him. It makes it easier to ignore the way his tone fires her up.

She can’t laugh this time.

Her body inches up higher against the back of the chair, her wide hips do a meager half-drag against it.

Why did she wear jeans?

“Okay.”

The whine of her voice almost alarms him. His gaze lingers on her for seconds more as his mind replays the way her full lips twitched into a pout.

He saves an apology to continue his work.

The second the needle touches her skin, her spine tenses beneath his hand. It isn’t so much of a big movement that he has to take a pause. Just a tiny shift beneath the skin. Still, he notices it.

He also notices the restless sway of her right knee every time he lifts the needle. And how her hips keep anchoring down against the seat. Even how her breathing picks up.

During their first ever session, he wondered why she would never tap out for breaks. But, it’s too obvious that she enjoys more than she should. Even when she tries to hide it.

A breath of amusement leaves through his nose.

The needle trickles half an inch lower, closer towards one of her back dimples. He applies more force behind the gun.

Her eyes roll back shut. Her arms shield her face, keeping him from seeing her tug her bottom lip between her teeth.

A stifled whimper sneaks out.

“This is gonna be a long one,” he mutters.

He doesn’t lift the needle.

It’s getting harder and harder for her to keep still. She releases her bottom lip and it trembles.

Eren glances up at her and presses a little harder. The sting reaches deeper.

Her lips part as her face pulls together.

“I’m almost done, you could hold out.”

A tiny mewl slips from her. It’s soft and broken, so unlike her strong, brazen attitude.

Something in his chest drops; It free-falls down his stomach and to his dick. He lifts the gun with a sigh.

His breath fans against the raw skin of her back. She shivers as her hips twitch against the chair again.

“Good job.”

[rimaiahwrites]

My sick little baby (a mini read)

Finally finished this, been sitting in my draft for about a year and a half tbh:( When reader gets sick and and anddd she’s super subby and eren is soo daddy (fave eren) and just wanna baby her :) Sweet 🧁 (not proof read mb lol I’ll edit later)

When y/n got home from school she didn’t feel the best but she still pushed herself to clean up a little and make dinner for her husband Eren before he gets home from work, but when she woke up the next morning her head was pounding and her stomach was dropped when she sat up and the next thing she knew she was up and running to the bathroom and leaning into the toilet letting the rest of last nights dinner out. When she was done her eyes were watering and she was dizzy as she walked back to her bed.

She pouted when she realized her husband had already left for work and laid on his side of the bed. It was not long before tears was streaming down her face because she hated being sick especially when her daddy wasn’t there with her. She grabbed her phone from the other side of the bed and called him. She was in no shape to take care of herself and she knew it. It rang twice before his smooth voice hit her ears. “Wassup baby?”

“Papa…I don’t feel good.” Her lip quivered and her voice cracked feeling her stomach cramp up. “baby what’s the matter?” He cooed stopping his hand movement from writing on his paper now feeling worried for his little princess.

“Can you come home? I think I have the flu.” She whined, wishing he was home already to make her feel better. “You did feel hot when I was in bed with you this morning…you need daddy to come home to take care of you?”

“Yes please I need you, I already throw up and I feel so weak..” she whispered. That was all she needed to say before he was packing his suitcase up and headed to his car to get to his beloved wife.

When he got home he found her curled on the couch wrapped in her pink and white fluffy blanket watching finding Nemo. When he sat his keys down her head popped up he could tell what kind of mood she was in with the pout on her lips, his subby whiny baby.

“Oh my poor babyy.” Eren cooed picking her up bridle style sitting her on his lap. Her bottom lip wobbled and she grabbed on to him tightly. “My princess doesn’t feel good?” She shook her head cuddling his neck. “Have you eaten yet?” She let out a quiet no in the sweetest voice and it melted Erens heart. He sat her back down and headed to the kitchen looking around for something to give her to eat then his mom’s chicken noodle soup recipe popped up in his head. Whenever eren was sick as a kid she would make him chicken noodle soup and crackers and it alway made him feel better..So he got to it, it was a easy and quick recipe and it took no longer than 15 minutes, He also made a her a cup of liquid iv in her pink and white teddy bear water bottle.

Erens pov—

“Here drink this princess…” I shook her awake and gave her the cup, her shaky hands reached out to grab it. My baby was so weak it broke my heart, she was mostly dehydrated from barely drinking or eating for the whole morning. I put my hand on her forehead and she was burning up, i cringed a fever was a good sign because I knew that her body was fighting off whatever it was but I definitely needed to check her temperature.

I went and got the thermometer and her medicine, soon as she saw me coming with the bubblegum pink bottle of liquid she whined loudly, being very overly dramatic. She hated taking medicine with a passion but of course I wasn’t going to just let her sit there with a runny nose and a headache and not do anything.

I poured her a big tablespoon of the medication and lifted it to her mouth, her lips sat in a pout.

I sighed, “baby please open up, it’s gonna make you feel better, promise.” She shook her head no, she was in no way ever a bad girl but as soon as she got sick she was very testy with me.

I hated to get stern with her at a time like this, her eyes glossy and lips pouted so prettily on her face.

“Open, now I’m not going to say it again.” I tilted her head up with my two fingers.

“But pap—“ soon as she opened her mouth I shoved the spoon in her mouth, her little dramatic ass gagged as she swallowed it down, scrunched up face like she just teated the most foul thing in the world. I chuckled as I rolled my eyes.

“This will make you feel better promise, now let’s get some food in you.” She whined and rubbed her stomach.

“My tummy hurts I don’t wanna’ papa” she whimpered but of course she still ate, because no way was I about to let her go all day without eating or drinking. She drank half her cup of water and was all ready feeling a little better.

I grabbed her and carried her up stairs to our bathroom to run her a hot bath.

My bath was a jet tub so when I poured some of her favorite bubble bath there was more bubbles than water at this point, I made the water hot because she normally liked to be boiled alive every time she takes a bath or shower.

“I just wanna lay down..” I turned around to see her standing in the bathroom door way, her teddy bear in hand.

“I know but you’re sweaty baby, C’mere.” When her head touched my chest her whole body went limp and supported its-self against me.

“Let’s get you outta these clothes” I mumble, tossing her shirt to the other side of the bathroom, into her hamper. I lifted her up and placed her in the tub. I smile, Her aching body begins to loosen up from the warm water, her chunky little cheeks squashed from pressing them against the cold edge of the tub finally feeling like she’s able to relax she lies her head down on the edge of the tub, whimpering every time I gently message her scalp. Her once fresh braids now a bit frizzed for tossing and turning on my cotton pillow case without her silk hello kitty bonnet.

“You feel good baby?” I smile, she nods her head only before closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep. I grabbed her bath rag and wiped her runny nose gently trying to not irritate it more than it already was, red and raw from blowing it all day. I wash her body, starting from face to chest, to her bottom half to her feet, trying not wake her.

I grabbed her towel and carry her, her legs dangling at my side secured with my hands interlocking under her butt. She let a huffed breath, coddling her face into my neck.

I putt lotion on her whole body, head to toe. I placed my shirt that looked like a dress, stopping mid thigh to her.

“Papa?” I heard softly, looking up from sliding her panties on. Her big brown eyes filling with tears. Worried, I moved up to her face and wiped them with my thumb stroking her face. Her skin so soft and clean

“What’s the matter pumpkin?”

“I..I love you so much, you’re the best husband I could have ever asked for, you take such good care of me.” She cried her lip wobbling, my poor baby was always so emotional whenever she was sick.

“I know baby, I know, I love you and I’ll always take care of you. Through sickness and health till death do us part baby I mean it.” I grin seeing a giggle creep through her pouty face.

“You’re so corny.” She smiled, for the first time today.

“I know as long as I get to see that beautiful I’ll say whatever.” I mumble kissing her lips softly.

“You feel better?” She nodded closing her eyes briefly before answering me with a quiet yes. “M’ sleepy ..”

“Yeah? Alright let’s go to sleep.” I pulled her to the top of the bed and wrapped my arms around her, her arms tucked between us both, while her head rests in my chest.

My sick little baby .. I thought before kissing her on the forehead and drifting off to sleep myself

[bunnisari]

pairing ✩ — plug!connie x hyperfem!spoiled!black!reader

warnings ✩— nothing much just fluff, money, pet name daddy is used

“I SWEAR TO GOD BABY,” Connie placed your 6 week old dog back into your lap. “Keep this fucking demon away from me” Your sparkly glossed up lips pouted, petting Marshmallow. “She’s just a baby” Connie bought the dog for you because you keep talking about how much you wanted one. He got the exact breed and everything. Since then, you’ve been so attached to the fluffy animal and Connie was a little jealous.

“She ate my fucking Bapestas” Connie quickly counted the band that was sitting in his lap.

“Boy hush, it was a small little bite. Your shoes are perfectly fine” You pressed a kiss to his cheek, leaving it shiny and glittery.

“So what are we doing today?” You finally bring up your original question. Connie called you to tell you to be ready at 3.

You were dressed in a pink juicy couture tracksuit and some pink custom AF1’s Connie bought for you. His initials hanging off of your neck in shiny diamonds.

“Got a few clients today and wanted to take you with me, wanna take you shopping afterwards.” Connie spoke while keeping his focus on the 5th band that sat in his lap.

“You don’t have to, you just ordered me like $1000 worth of shoes” You loved the treatment Connie gave you but didn’t wanna take all of his money. Although Connie was willing to give you all of it and put you on his will.

“I know but my baby passed all her finals. You deserve the world” You let a smile creep onto your face. Connie always knew how to make you feel so special. He only ever wants the best for you, seeing as he dropped out of college. He just wants for you to be as successful as possible and stunt on all these hoes.

You grabbed his jaw, turning his head to face you before kissing him repeatedly on the lips. A smile broke out onto his face. “I love you so so so so much” You pressed one more kiss to his lips.

“I love you more ma” Connie pressed a kiss to your cheek, staining your lip gloss on it. He reached for the duffel bag in the backseat and placed 3 bands in, handing the rest to you. “This is for your rent and whatever else you wanna spend it on, kay?”

You held back the urge to scream, feeling just so spoiled.

“Thank you daddy” You tease and place the money in your tote bag.

Connie puts the car in drive and looks over at you as he pulls from in-front of your house, seeing you already distracted as you scroll on Sephora.

“Spoiled brat” He mumbles

[girlreblogger]

the annoyance with blk y/n and the stories she’s in is hilarious. her characteristics might be the problem one day or her side characters the next. it legit feels like we may never get to a balanced solution on what to do with our own representation since the wrong ppl always talk about it and create it. we have mean and shallow ppl who take over the conversation, ppl who really self hate but try and cover it up with “i just don’t want her to be a stereotype” and then the ones who probably love and support tyler perry movies.

the bottom line is the ppl who do write those niggafying, toxic (it’s a buzzword but that’s what they are) or smutty fics (not talking abt the actual good ones with a blk reader though 🧎🏽‍♀️) can do wtv they want and owe you nothing. that’s why they get so frustrated. i don’t think all the times those should be crucified for what they write when other groups of ppl (or our own) write all kinds of other crazy shit.

and.. i know a lot of ppl who don’t want to say it but y’all keep bringing up the smut and niggafying as the main problem, but i think it’s some of the ppl writing it and their underlings. it’s just no one wants to say anything.

an excerpt from a draft of mine

“a lot of ppl on here be weirdos or mean asl. so when someone block you don’t be like “oh what i did” “they that mad cause of my (internet—fictional—digital on screen) presence”

like nobody got time to go to your acc and say “i don’t like you” who cares. oddly some miserable ppl do actually but still. the lack of awareness is ridiculous. that’s why ppl don’t f with y’all.”

i was talking abt all of tumblr and every other app but it applies here.

from what i see on here, some are just straight up weird, cliquey, and chiesty (if that’s how you spell it) and that’s why ppl be so mad abt those types of books 💀. we also have to acknowledge the amount of overwhelming & honestly damaging blk yn fics (not to be confused with ppls screwed ideas of stereotypical) there are. i understand why ppl write them for personal reasons but when it comes to our own reflections of ourselves as blk women it’s almost hurtful to read some of the things people put “her” through. i mean even her with a white man that use aave and has cornrows is hurtful.. 😔 (i’m trolling now 💀) naw but fr. i personally don’t like reading blk women just being written for smut or going through crazy situations or kinda like.. i don’t wanna say unfulfilling but like.. idk i can’t think of the word. (edit: ppl write blk yn to be in unfulfilling situations) but girl i can watch a tyler perry movie for all that.

again. ppl write these stories for there own personal reasons, relate to them and enjoy them for those reasons as well. that’s why depending! on what it is i don’t think blk writers should be bombarded with hate like that. also ion think smut should be banned like y’all go to far can we just slow down on it … there are some nice ones out there i promise 🧎🏽‍♀️

but in all seriousness there are many other reasons why i feel toxic and smutty fics are popular for blk yn but i don’t think anyone cares to hear that and the conversion will prolly go back to nigga eren somehow which is crazy cause y’all be arguing over a fictional white man.

oh! 😒 i almost forgot 😒 the ppl who are against “ghetto” y/n to try and advocate for more fluffy or like.. normal (healing) stories and from what i see the ppl who are the most up in arms about it in my personal opinion seem to dislike certain parts of blkness that i appreciate personally and so i just straight up disregard their opinions. y/n doesn’t have to “act” (😒) blk but i see ppl get mad about her protecting her hair….. with a bonnet….

sigh, anyway but yeah we need more soft and sweet fics or just like calming ones? but someone gon have to write it! i don’t like this app or my writing all too much so i gave up a while ago.

just like many other blk writers….

gaspp! we should also do like a fluff challenge or sumn where writers do like fluff … march? girl idk so maybe that will trend and all the ppl who spend time arguing and going back and forth with ppl who write stories they don’t like can like idk look for other writers who write soft, normal, fun stories and reblog them or make a list of them. or maybe like possibly write their own stories too????

everyone says the smut fics gets the most likes and they do. that’s why you keep seeing them. so maybe support or refreakingblog the fics that are comforting to you so others can be as well.

i actually made this page to repost softer fics because i was tired of blocking certain tags so i can avoid heavy smut and subtly abuse fics. also pls leave the ppl who niggafy anime characters alone they will not be stopped. i mean we still have ppl who have been calling chris evans jamal since 2020.. calling him that to this date. married and all.

sigh… 2 more days until blk history month ends. maybe next year we can find a balance between “dramatic” and smutty fics and soft and slice of life ones for blk y/n next year. remember this is tumblr too and the ppl writing aren’t even getting paid for this but it’s for the ppl yk.

ppl who are respectful and reblog tho.

muah

[luvrrgirl444]

profiles !! pt. 2

the university freshmen pt. 1

(the d1 athletes)

finstas!

afterhours6 - jean

notkevindurant - kade

ymirbuckets - ymir

ace15 - armin

noflexzone - connie

ejfivestar - eren