#aot x poc reader

[vmpireslut]

ever since you'd gotten your back tatted, eren always insisted you two do doggy-style. it started off as a joke, but you soon realized how much he enjoyed it. he loved watching your muscles flex with each thrust, and seeing your ink in all its glory. you knew his reasoning behind it, but you couldn't lie, you loved the way he fucked you numb from behind. the way his own tatted hands roamed over your back, tracing the lines of your tattoo, sent shivers down your spine. each touch always felt electrifying, a mix of pleasure and a reminder of the art that adorned your skin. his intense gaze, filled with admiration and desire, making every moment feel even more intimate and raw.

and now here you were, flushed face planted into the sheets, ass raised up in the air. eren had just finished prepping you, and his cock was now pushing into your hole. the first few inches were always a stretch, but after that the pleasure began to take over. eren is fucking huge, so girthy and thick, you don't know how you ever managed to take him at first. but now, you were taking his length like a champ after size training.

“fuck you look so good,” he’s grunting animalistic as he rolls into your soppy velvety walls, the squeeze making his head spin. tears threaten to spill as his hands tighten on your hips, his fingers digging into your doughy flesh, leaving temporary imprints. his thrusts slow and deliberate, each one hitting your cervix sweetly.

“oh my god you’re so fuckin’ wet.” the sight of you glossing him so prettily makes his head lull back in ecstasy. “all f-for you pa.” you’re full on panting, gripping the silk sheets for solace as he stabs into you. “want you to fill me up, make me a m-mommy.” he loves when you talk to him like this. and it’s evident that it spurs him on, his thrust almost painful now as he chases his high. it’s almost pathetic when he cums before you, whining, shaking, pace sloppy.

it’s amusing hearing the six-foot inked man fall apart above you. “fuck—m’sorry,” he whines, spurting his load inside of you until it seeps out. “so sorryyy,” he slurs, still recovering from the toe-curling orgasm. “i-it’s—“ you don’t have time to finish your sentence before he’s propping your ass back up.

“s-shut up, let me take care of you.”

[tvgals]

plug! connie and his sleepy! gf strike again!

the first time he got you high, you were 10x more tired than usual.

“breathe in baby.” connie coaxes you, holding your jaw in his hands gently. you inhale a bit, waiting on the small squeeze connie’s supposed to give you to signal your exhale.

“out.” he whispers, you breathe out and slump slowly against his chest. “you feel better, baby?” he asks you, playing with your curls. you were upset about something your friend had said, making you on edge to where you could barely sleep. “m-mhm…” you hum, your breathing falling into a rhythm as you relaxed into your boyfriend’s chest, your eyes falling shut.

“goodnight, my sleepy girl.”

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sum short and sweet, i love this troupe and im definitely writing more (and mechanic choso)

[mi-olaaa]

Pretty girl.. (18+)

Fem!reader, softdom!ony, bf!ony, plussize!reader katoptronophilia, you alr know what it isss! Smut so no minors.. ofc. Enjoy!!

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“Hey. Look at me mamas.” Ony murmurs into your ear, so sweetly. Too sweetly, especially for the way his dick is curving up into your gummy walls, but you listen, looking in the floor length mirror in front of you, watching how sinfully delicious he looks to you. “Onyy— fuck, i can’t” Your whines echo around the room, your head drooping slightly.

He grabs your face by your chin, gently peppering kisses, his grip on your hips tightening for a moment, as he pounds up into your dripping cunt. "Yes you can mama, this is your dick. Take it." You swear you were gonna die when he grinned so deviously at you in the mirror, the way he lowered those pretty eyes of his at you, the way his touch has you writhing under him.

You’ve been sitting on his lap in front of this damned mirror for almost an hour, looking at him bouncing you up and down by the hips, orgasm after orgasm, and he wants you to keep looking at him?

Ony's tip was reaching spots in you that you didn't even know existed, brushing up against your cervix, eliciting moans and pants from your mouth. He nips at your neck, hand leaving your chin, snaking around to your clit, rubbing circles around the puffy folds. "Baby, Ony— ouhhh please" You could feel his slender fingers on your clit, massaging the sensitive bundle.

"Please what? Use your voice pretty girl." He looks up at the mirror, watching his cock piston in and out of your pussy, and all you could do is drool. “Haah— stop teasing me please.” The moan that ripped out of your throat was pure bliss, and before you could even say it, you were squirting over his digits, some of your arousal even splattering on the bottom of the mirror in front of you two.

The clear, warm arousal of yours had him fucking into you like a madman. Ony’s grip on your hip tightened as you spasm slightly, his fingers dripping. While he had your attention on him in the mirror, he brought his fingers to his lips, licking the taste of you off of them. “Taste so fucking good mamas, need to eat you next time.” And again with that sexy gaze of his, looking directly at you this time as you nod lazily.

The way he was digging into you so deep had you damn-near screaming his name, pussy squeezing his length like a vice, milking him for all he’s got.

“Mhm mhm baby. Look at me, do what I told you, look at me.” He croons into your ear, the hand that’s not already holding you by your hips and slamming you down onto him, wraps around your torso, massaging your lovely breasts, as you come undone again.

Your moans come out wantonly, and you’re nothing but a drooling, sticky mess for him, it almost makes him wonder if it’s because you can everything in mirror? Doesn’t matter, with the way he’s filling you so good and fucking you so fast, you’re seeing stars and panting.

It’s interesting though, the way your face contorts in pleasure in the mirror to his ministrations, the way your thick thighs jiggle when you bounce on him, the tears of pleasure streaming down your cheeks as your back arches so sinfully, it’s too much.

And all it does is make Ony groan, and lean down to capture one of your tears on his tongue. “C’mon mama, just one more. You think you can do that f’me?” He speaks, trying so sweetly to coax another orgasm out of you.

It takes almost all the power you have to find an orgasm in you, but you don’t have to do much with how attentive he is to you and your needs. Massaging and toying with your nipples, whispering praise in your ears, pushing all your buttons, just to see his pretty girl cum again, and you do. You come absolutely undone on his dick, a pretty, creamy white ring of your arousal at the base of his cock, all the while, he slows his thrusts, having cum into you more times than you both could count.

By the time the both of you have came to your senses, he finally pulls out of your pretty, fat pussy. Watching as dribbles of cum spill out of you, kissing your neck once again. “See, I knew you had one more in you, good job mama.” He murmurs into your panting skin, side-eyeing you in the mirror, and how you tremble slightly, looking like a deer in headlights, massaging your sore thighs, admiring the fat of them.

Too tired to do anything but nod and stick a lazy thumb up, you slump on his chest, relishing in how warm he is. Ony doesn’t bother with clean up right now, he’ll do it sometime later, all he currently cares about is getting you into bed, especially with the way you just fell asleep on him. He picks you up from the small of your back and the back of your knees, bridal-style, before getting off the edge of the bed.

Flicking off the main lights in your shared bedroom, leaving the ambient lights on, he climbs into bed, setting you down and covering you up, holding you as you both wind down, petting your head softly, and smoking a blunt before going to bed.

That dick really fucked his pretty girl to sleep.

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Authors note: heyyyy 🤭 ion have nun to say for once.. so imma shut my fat ass up. 🙃 LOVE Y’ALL 🫶🏾

[luviisabella]

Jean who’s an absolute slut for his pretty girlfriend that he’ll do anything she says.

Which is why he ended up here.

Underneath you and blindfolded..

18+ ⭐️

—

“Hard just from me tying your hands together ?” Your voice was teasing but you didn’t deny it was hot seeing how excited it was

“No, hard because my girlfriend is sitting on top of me with her thin ass panties over my dick”

You smiled and leaned down to whisper in his ear.

“I’ll make you feel good tho, so it’ll be worth it”

He groaned feeling your breath against his ear. That’s how obsessed he was with you, the smallest things turned him on. It would become an issue later in the future.

You pulled back and gently sat up before pulling down his boxers and carefully sitting back down, but still keeping your underwear on. Just slowly and torturously grinding your pussy against his dick earning a low groan from him.

“Y/n..”

“I know Jean, just wanna have fun with you first”

He bit back a lip when he felt your clit rub against his tip.

“Fuck”

You noticed his dick leaking precum and decided after all this teasing he deserved the real thing. So once more you lifted yourself up and pulled your panties to the side, carefully placing yourself on top of his dick and slowly bringing yourself down. Soft moans escaping your lips as your hands gripped his chest.

“S-shit y/n”

You didn’t let him catch his breath as you began riding him. Playing with your breasts and letting the room fill with your moans and his slurred curses.

“Hah- im gonna fucking cum”

And you stopped, he bit his lip so hard you swore he’d rip it off.

“Mnm, I didn’t say you could cum”

You planned on teasing him just a little more but your eyes grew wide when you heard a hard crack and your boyfriend’s hands now free.

“How did you-“ and you yelped, your words cut off from the feeling of a hard slap to your ass.

“I’ll keep the blindfold on..”

his hands gripped your hips harshly and you moaned when you felt yourself slightly lift as he adjusted himself.

—

“But we’re fucking at my pace”

[sugarverse]

mdni +18 | 1.7 abt your favs giving yu attention.

sitting on the floor, your boyfriend played video games on the bed above you. you rested your head on his knee, sighing softly for his attention. you had walked in front of the tv about 4 times before realizing how deep into the game he was. when the sound of buttons persisted, you sighed even louder, a soft whine leaving your lips in semi-frustration.

"yes?" he asked, his focus still on the TV in front of him. you tug on his pants, continuing to whine. you began fake hitting your head on his knee before letting out a huff.

"babyyyy, you've been playing for like three hours.." you stand in front of him, watching him crane his neck around you and let out his own groan in complaint.

"I know, I promised to get off after this- C'mon, 'm almost done." he held you close to his body, resting his head into the dip of your hip just to continue playing. 

"mtch. I don't wanna be close now." you back away, feeling him loosen his grip. he wasn't going to keep you if you didn't want, he knew he was kinda in the wrong for being on his game so much this week. but this new one he really wanted to play just dropped! he looks over at you puppy dog eyes to stay, letting out a soft sigh. 

you stand idle for a moment before sitting in front of him. you looking up with a smirk, scooting between his legs. he moved his controller to avoid you bumping your head, eyes flickering towards you for a moment before going back to making groans and grunts of frustration at the television. 

you lightly push his stomach for him to relax, watching him take his elbows from his knees and lean them onto the bed instead. "Thought you were gonna leave, Miss attitude.." he was teasing, of course. voice trailing off as the sound of buttons seemed to get louder and more frequent. 

"I am," you responded, kissing his crotch and running your finger along his imprint. you could hear him gasp, humming in satisfaction as you held what you could of his cock through his pants. you kiss his tip softly, peppering kisses along his length before feeling him nudge his hips towards you. you knew he wanted you to take his pants off, scooting back from him with a sweet smile. 

“bye!” you sang, setting your palms on the floor to get up.

you heard him groan, the sound of the console beeping before he tossed the controller onto the carpeted floor. before you could lift your butt completely off of the ground, his hand was behind your head. he shoved your face into his crotch, rubbing your head into him a bit. “You want attention so damn bad? Here.”

you let out a muffled squeak, hands resting on his thighs as you tried to push away from him. What a way to die, you thought, knowing how much stronger his arms were than yours. he gave mercy, moving his hand with a small laugh. “You just want some dick? That it?”

you squint/glare up at him. Yes, actually. All you wanted was his attention and some dick. Not much to ask for considering you were his girlfriend. “You’re a dick.” you respond, trying to look mad knowing your panties probably had a wet spot in them from the stunt he pulled. hell, the look alone he was giving you was probably enough to turn you on that much. his eyes showed signs of aggression by whatever game he was playing, but also full of want. need. for you now.

“I missed you too, baby.” he slid his sweatpants and boxers down the middle of his thighs, body shivering slightly from the cool air in the room. “I missed you a lot. Sorry for not paying my pretty girl any attention.” his hand tangled itself in the kitchen of your hair, lining his tip to your soft lips. 

“I’ll be done for the day, yeah?” not that you wanted to speak back, but whether your mouth opened to respond or suck, he slid himself into your mouth the first chance he got. you let out a muffled whine, swirling your tongue around what you could as you tried to push back against his hand to move at your own pace. he let up slightly, watching you slobber with a satisfied smile.

despite the very stern look on his face, the gasps and moans he let out didn’t sound anything close to being in charge. he played with your hair, attempting to keep it out of your face before soon getting impatient and shoving your head down a little more each time you took him down your throat. he held you at his groin for a moment, watching you scratch at his thigh to stop before he let up once more. 

you yank your head back, swallowing some of the saliva in your mouth as you struggle to catch your breath. what an asshole, you thought with a half smile. “C’mon. You want me so bad, get up and bend over.” he interrupted your thoughts, dark eyes watching you stand and do as asked excitedly.

you shimmied out of your shorts, feeling warm hands grip your waist to ‘help’ you out. he pressed himself against your ass, sliding himself between your slick and nudging your clit with the tip of his cock as soon as your panties were low enough.

he grinned at your moans and small gasps from the minimal attention he gave your cunt, moving to grope at your tits.. “All you had to do was use your damn words..” he grabbed at your ass, squishing the flesh between rough hands before spreading you open slightly to line himself up.

“You know I love giving you attention, just stop being such a brat about it.” of course he didn’t mean that, he loved when you caught an attitude or when he needed to remind you to act right. he knew nobody else was going to have you, you could hardly stand him. but he loved it that way. you didnt have to continuously be a brat for his attention because he made sure to give it to you. you were just feeling like you needed a little extra, that's all.

he pushed himself into you, letting out a sigh of relief and pressing his chest against your back. “F..fuck your so warm.. I’ll make sure you know you have my attention.” he rocked his hips against your ass slowly, almost as if he was purposely trying to grind himself as deep as he could inside of you. he groaned in your ear, causing goosebumps to raise on your skin before he placed a soft kiss on your shoulder.

you moaned, biting your lip and trying to hide your face into the sheets the best you could. it was fun to be a brat until you got too embarrassed– too full of dick to even think straight. you whined, knees trying to buckle as you try moving your hips against him.

“Nu-uh. Take it.” he moved to give your poor pussy one good thrust before going back to grinding into you like his life depended on it. he took the liberty to grab a fist full of your hair one last time, yanking your face was met with his. he gave you soft kisses against your lips, listening to you moan and whine through staggered breath in attempt to kiss back.

“I love you, y/n.. Ya know you don’t gotta beg for my attention.” he mumbled against your lips, pressing his tip against that spot just a bit more before moving in and out of you. he moved his kisses down your neck and back to your shoulder, biting into it softly.

you feel your nails grip into the sheets, looking back at him with a smile. it felt like the room was spinning, your stomach tying itself in knots as he pressed against that spot. “l..love you too..” you stutter out, watching his seriousness fade with a small laugh. he knew the look behind your eyes meant you were probably not completely here right now, and that's okay. he’ll take care of you.

he let your hair go, rubbing his hands over the arch of your ass and to your back as he thrusted into you. he kept the pace slow and deep, leaving teasing kisses down your back as he pinned your hips into the mattress. after leaving a few kisses he watched your eyes shut in pleasure, moving faster just to hear your squeaks and moans get louder.

you could feel your body jolt each time he thrusted into you. your hand reached back to push him away, “t’s too muchhhh..” you cry out, feeling tears spill out. you feel him let your hip go, grapping onto your arm with a decent grip before using it to help thrust into you. 

“It’s too much?” he let out a soft chuckle, putting his foot onto the bed for leverage. he used his other hand to hold your shoulder, snickering. he was obviously laughing at your disheveled manner and begging. “My poor girl, you can take it. I know you can. I just want you to know you have. All. My. Attention.” he punctuated each word with a deep thrust, groaning as the sound of your skin slapping together echoed in the small bedroom.

you felt the knot in your stomach start to come undone, nails scratching lightly at the hand gripping onto you. your thighs began to shake as you came, your other hand gripping the sheet so hard your knuckles turned white. you mumble out a string of incoherent words, babbling something along the lines of i love you and breathless moans to go slower.

he let your arm go watching it fall onto the mattress as he plowed into you harder, creaming into you only a few moments later. He slid out slowly, watching the rest of his mess spill onto your ass and out of your poor, swollen pussy.

“You okay..?” he asked, also pretty out of breath as he took a seat next to you. you laid on your stomach with a huff, smacking his arm to let him know you were at least alive. you whined tiredly, motioning to the mess that he was now going to clean up considering your insiders felt like mush.

| k. bakugou, e.yeager, j. kirshchtein, c. springer, k.denki, tanaka ryu + your favs

“I’ll clean you up, just wait here..”

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[morgluvsconnie]

BOUND, c.springer

chap.2 | drinking, smoking, mild controlling | chap.1

“girllll. if youn get over him.”

sasha blurted out with a huff. mikasa was sitting on the other side of you, sipping her drink and shaking her head at sasha.

“nobody can get over somebody they actually liked that easy. ion know why you liked him anyway i mean… he’s… ugly.” she rested her elbow on the counter.

“he’s reiner, of course he ugly.” sasha took her shot before waving over the bouncer.

“you talk too damn much.” mikasa pointed at sasha, making her hold her hand up in defense before paying for her next drink. then she looked at you. “look, just go find somebody else. like…” she looked around the club.

“his homeboy.” sasha raised her eyebrows with a grin.

you smiled with an idea but shook your head. “ian that dirty.” you reapplied your lipgloss with a small mirror, rubbing your lips together.

“shit you better than me…”

“sasha.” mikasa shook her head and rolled her eyes. “just go out and find somebody-”

“you got his name covered up?” sasha smiled and grabbed your arm. “for real?” mikasa raised her brows while sipping her drink, looking at your arm. right beneath your elbow was two roses with details around them.

“oh yeah.” you looked at your arm and tilted your head.

“ion even remember who did it. or when it happened. at all.” you lightly laughed.

“girl what the hell was you doin last week?” mikasa frowned.

“told reiner to drop me off, ain’t even go to my house and all i remember is walking to the shop.” you shook your head. as the bouncer passed by, you waved at him.

“three shots.”

“of?”

“your choice.” you smiled.

he nodded. “i’ll be right back.”

that’s when you felt someone put their arm across your shoulder. “long time no see.” someone said in your ear. never thought you’d hear that voice again.

“reiner, what you want?” you squinted and shook your head.

“i can’t be nice?” he frowned, tapping your shoulder a little.

“she obviously don’t wanna talk to you.” sasha raised her eyebrow, turning towards you two. reiner glanced at sasha, then mikasa, who was giving him the same look.

“let’s just… talk alone.” he stood back a little. “please.”

you slowly inhaled, held it, and then exhaled. when the bouncer handed you your shots, you downed two, paused, then took the last one.

“okay.” you tapped the counter with the cup, signaling sasha and mikasa to keep your watch, them clearing their throats as an okay.

you hopped off the counter and let his lead you to a corner of the club. “so you got my name covered up.” he scoffed and stuffed his hands in his pockets. you stared up at him with bored eyes. “what you really want?”

“to see why you ain’t been answering my messages. or calls. tryna see why you act like youn know nobody.” he tilted his head at you.

you crossed your arms while continuing to stare at him. “did that other woman know you had a girlfriend when she was feelin on you?” you tilted your head back at him.

“you act like that was cheating. it wasn’t. you just bein dramatic at this point.”

“oh, outta all the dumb shit you done said, that’s the worst.”

“i’m tryna make things right and you bein stubborn. you wonder why we can’t talk things out.” reiner looked to the side in annoyance.

“maybe ion wanna talk things out because there’s nothing to talk out. cheating ain’t justified so ain’t no reason in wasting yo breath tryna make me forgive you.” you shrugged, arms still crossed.

one thing you’d never do is give in to somebody asking for forgiveness for something they knew was wrong. and when is cheating an accident? reiners rarely drunk, and you don’t have a twin sister.

“maybe you just insecure. her rubbing on my arm isn’t justified as cheating.”

you paused for a moment, processing what dumb shit he said to you this time.

“insecure?” you scoffed and shook your head, looking around as if there was a crowd watching this act. and he was the damn clown.

“man, lemme tell you sum. you’ll never catch me bein insecure about myself bout another bitch. i promise. another thing, ion wanna talk nothing out with you because ain’t shit to talk about. now you can sit here and lie to yo damn self if you want to, but at the end of the day, no is no. ion wanna be wit you. ion wanna talk to you. we done. stop texting me and stop calling me, i won’t answer. point blank.” you looked him in his eyes to let him know you were dead serious about everything you just said.

for him to even assume you’re insecure of another bitch. crazy work. you never showed a sign of it, you never even showed jealousy, so how the fuck could you be labeled as insecure?

all because you didn’t wanna forgive him for something he did— something he caused. crazy work.

you felt yourself getting drunker by the second, so you had no choice but to go back to where sasha and mikasa was.

“can we-“

“finallyyy. how’d the talk go?” sasha questioned as soon as you made it back. “a buncha bullshit.” you pursed your lips together and glanced around.

“girl-“ mikasa started before her phone dinged. “oh. eren want us to come over there.” she smiled at her phone.

sasha fake gagged. “you one simp ass girl.” she raised her lip in a disgusted way.

“oh but when it’s about niccolo…” mikasa tilted her head. “alright.” sasha rolled her eyes playfully and hopped off the stool.

the three of you made your way over to where the rest of the group was. “what i was sayin, reiner don’t know what the hell he be talkin bout half of the time. so… to be honest, block him. and move on to the next. mikasa shrugged while making her way through the crowd.

“i’m not finna be worried bout his ass nomo. ion got time.” you mumbled as she finally found where the rest of the group was.

you didn’t really hang around the rest of the group, other than eren and armin. since two groups came together to make one, and you were originally apart of eren, mikasa, and armin. you didn’t really know the rest.

“hey.” you spoke to everyone with a friendly wave.

so awkward of you.

everybody spoke back. mikasa sat beside eren who put his arm around her. sasha sat by jean, who started picking with her at soon as she touched the couch.

you looked around for somewhere to sit, but the groups so damn big, there wasn’t even really space for you.

that’s when you saw someone slide over and glance at you while rolling a blunt. he looked so familiar, but you couldn’t get the picture on who he was in your head.

that buzzcut. and the ear piercing that you didn’t even notice until now.

whatever.

you sat between him and someone else. ony, yeah, that’s his name. or his nickname. “thank you.” you mumbled, putting your hands in your lap and rubbing your lipgloss in, having nothing else to do or talk about.

“you good.”

his voice was so familiar.

“i get so tired of y’all mu’fuckas. i mean every day y’all be hugged up. don’t nobody wanna see that shit.” jean squinted at mikasa and eren.

“shut the fuck up you just mad don’t nobody want yo ass.” eren held his finger up at jean. everybody laughed and jean smacked his lips. “man connie where my blunt? befo i do sum to all these rats.” jean frowned and leaned back.

connie…

connie…?

“where my money?” connie glanced up at jean, dabbing the blunt with his tongue.

“yeen even ask for it!”

“what you asked me before?” connie glanced up again, flicking his lighter.

“where my blunt man.” jean groaned.

“yeen even ask for it.” connie put the blunt to his lips, lighting it, while sitting the weed tray on the table.

connie…

that name repeated in your mind for about three whole minutes, you getting lost in space tryna remember where the hell you know him from.

while those three minutes passed, the whole group talked, connie scrolling on his phone. he glanced at you for a second before taking the blunt from his lips.

“wanna hit?” he exhaled.

you snapped out of your daydreaming and looked up at him for a few seconds. the stare held as you examined his face, too drunk to realize you were even staring. “mhm.” you nodded.

he was tryna pass you the blunt, but you being wasted, didn’t even realize it. you just kept looking at his face.

and his tattoos.

that’s when he put his phone down and held the blunt to where you could hit it from his hand.

you closed your eyes and inhaled deeply, holding it for a minute before exhaling. all while looking in his eyes.

“you like that?” he slowly started to smile, looking at your lips as you smiled you nodded.

“you want it?” he bit his lip. you nodded again, grabbing the blunt and hitting it again.

good shit.

you almost forgot all about the name.

oh, the name.

“that tattoo look good. who did it?” armin leaned up to see your tattoo more.

“connie.” you answered mindlessly. you didn’t even know what you were talking about at this point.

connie looked at you and laughed a little.

chap.3

[ayeyolooo]

HOLD ME?

hiii babies!! i’m so sorry for being inactive for so long. but i’m back nowww :) excuse me for my grammatical errors or if anything doesn’t make sense. enjoy🩷

connie shot up in his sleep as beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. his heart raced as he tried his best to catch his breath. his breathing started to pick up to the point where it was getting harder to breathe.

you lifted your head seeing connie about to catch a panic attack. you immediately got up and wrapped your arms around him as tears slipped from his hazel- green eyes. “i’m so scared.” he kept repeating over and over. “it’s okay, it’s okay baby.” you comforted him you pecked his forehead over and over. you straddled his lap and wiped away his tears. “you’re going to be okay my sweet boy.” you whispered as he gently nodded and sniffed. “ i promise you that you’re going to be okay.” Lord jesus please help constance, through this what ever he may be going through and he doesn’t want me to know, i ask that you watch over him jesus. please protect him in everything that he does. amen. you prayed in your head as you held connie. his sniffs began to quiet down. “this is so embarrassing..” he said. you shook your head no and wiped away his tears.

“it is not, things happen okay? and im happy that i was here to help you.” you wrapped your arms around him, and stroked his cheek with your thumb as you whispered sweet comforting words in his ears as the both of you sat in silence. “cmon lets lay back down, but im going to hold you.” connie’s face scrunched up. “hold me?” you nodded ‘yes.’ “yes baby, boys can be held too now come.” you climbed off of his lap and placed your back against the headboard as you held your arms out for him to lay. “okay..” connie climbed over to you and laid on your stomach pudge. he gently traced your stretch marks that decorated the sides of your thighs and squished your tummy fat. you dragged your short styled nails across his blonde dyed overgrown buzzcut. you then began to stroke his cheek and kiss his forehead. “i love you my baby.” you pecked his cheek one last time before hearing his light snores.

awww she prayed over himmm🥹. i love this sm i hope that you enjoyed ml🫶🏾.

[loveforeren]

Connie x Pregnant Black!Fem Reader

QS (Quick summary): You were 5 months pregnant and very much craving odd foods so who was Connie to deny you your snacks even at...3am...

Moni notes: Pleaseeeee do some requests in my asks a bitch is running out of ideas

2:39 am

You tossed and turned in the bed trying to find a comfortable position for your belly and your heavy boyfriend. You groaned and sat up at Connie who was still asleep scrambled to lie on your lap. You rub his head as you grab your phone. You decided to scroll through tiktok until you got tired.

2:50 am

You had been scrolling through weird pregnancy cravings when you saw it. Your eyes lit up in excitement and hunger. "Pickles and ice cream are so yummy," your phone echoed through the room. You really wanted it.

"Connie..." you whispered in his ear a few times.

"Constance Springer!" You said loudly.

Connie sprung up worried something had happened.

"Yes! What's wrong, Mami" He said quickly.

"Do you love me..." you said with a smile.

Connie had an expression of relief and slight annoyance.

"Yes...why?" He asks.

You explain to him you want vanilla ice cream and pickles. He makes a face of disgust after hearing the combo.

"¿Hablas en serio porque eso suena a mierda?" (Are you serious because that sounds like shit?) Connie said.

You knew Spanish because you decided to learn when Connie kept speaking to you in it when he was mad.

"Yes I'm serious" you say.

"Baby...it's 3 am I'm tired." He says rubbing his eyes.

You frown, eyes tearing up. He knew that face. You started to pout your beautiful full lips melting Connie's tiredness.

"Fineee..." he says tiredly. He kisses you softly and gets up grabbing his keys.

"Volveré pronto." He says.

3:15 am

Connie walked with a bowl of ice cream a spoon and a small jar of pickles.

You grin as he hands it to you and you open the pickles happily putting the ice cream and pickles into your mouth.

Your eyes light up as you taste it and you let out a moan of satisfaction.

"Thank you, Connie!" You grin.

He kisses your forehead.

"You're welcome" he says softly.

You hold out the spoon with the ice cream and a pickle offering it to him. He looks at you for a second then sighs taking a bite.

"Oh..what the fuck, it's actually good as hell." He laughs.

"Right!!" You grin happily.

[blond3ang3l]

Being Reiners pretty little doll😵‍💫

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He’s utterly obsessed with you. Always working hard on his farm so he can make sure you can run his card going to get your hair colored or going to get a pretty outfit to show off to him. He was so in love with you. Taking you to your nail appointments and bringing you food when you get hungry, feeding it to you so you don’t mess up your wet nails. He drove you everywhere no matter how much you insisted you didn’t want to disturb him.

He always made it his priority to make sure you were taken care of. Anything you wanted was yours. The moment you even hinted you wanted a ring on that pretty finger he was already shopping. A lot of people said y’all moved too fast, getting engaged after only two years. Reiner disagreed. He knew what he wanted and he was gonna be damned if he didn’t make sure he took you off the market. Another man getting you to themselves before he could? He’d be damned.

He was more than dedicated to you. Your name tatted on him four different times. One behind his ear, across his chest, on his hip, and the last one boldly right on his right bicep. He loves that one the most because he can see it when he wraps his arms around you. He even got you name all cute and small on his ring finger for when he has to take off his ring when he had to work. You were just as tatted as him. His initials between your chest, right above your ass in a tramp stamp, on your wrist, and on your ankle.

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But most of all he loved feeding you deep strokes after a hard and long day. A tight grip on your waist with one hand and his other one forcing your head into the bed. His large body covering yours as he grunted into your ear. It was a sight to him, the tears in your eyes only fueling him on. Hearing you whine and cry out to him was something he wanted to hear all ours through out the day. The pretty anklet he got you with his initial rubbing against his thigh.

“Cmon baby, makin a mess creamin all over me.”

You whined in response, clawing at the pastel yellow sheets under you. He chuckled, his large hand coming down on your ass making you gasp.

“You forgot how to speak or something doll? Could have sworn I said something to you.”

“Fuck- m’ sorry daddy. I hear you. I hear you.”

“And now you’re cursing at me? You just seem to have lost your mind today. That’s alright, daddys gonna teach you exactly how to behave…”

This was not supposed to be this long I just got a little out of control I fear🎀🍒

[vmpireslut]

₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . dilf!eren fucking you whenever and wherever he wants. ₊ ⊹ . ݁

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚dilf!eren who is the kind of man who turns heads without even trying. standing at an impressive six foot two inches, tattoos inked delicately across warm olive skin. his athletic build a testament to years of dedicated workouts and an active lifestyle. his chiseled jawline, adorned with just the right amount of stubble, framed a face that could easily belong on the cover of a fashion magazine. deep-set, piercing green eyes seeming to hold a thousand stories. his tousled hair giving him a rugged, yet sophisticated look.

when he became a dad, all of that doubled. his effortlessly good looks were now complemented by a softer, more nurturing side that made him even more irresistible. the way he had cradled your newborn daughter in his strong arms, the gentle way he kissed her forehead.

unfortunately, your husband becoming a dilf meant other women's gazes also doubling. it was something you had come to expect, but it didn't make it any easier. you could see the way that they glanced at him when he would pick up your daughter from preschool, eyes lingering a little too long, smiles too friendly.

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ dilf!eren who's always making sure his babygirl is set, he often sent you money without you even having to ask, ensuring that you and your daughter never want for anything. "just looking out for my pretty little ladies."

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚dilf!eren who can't seem to keep his hands to himself when your parents are over in the next room visiting. hand clamped over your mouth as he feeds you his thick girth inch by inch, the stretch sending your eyes rolling back. "gotta be quiet baby, don't be rude." he's evil. fluidly rolling his pulsating cock into that spongy part that has you grasping the sheets.

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ dilf!eren who loves the way you moan when he eats your pussy with his stubble, the way the short hairs prick you, making the sensation of him all the more better. he loves the way he makes you whimper when he pushes your thick thighs flush to your chest and nips your clit hard, making you buck and writhe under his lips and tongue. he loves how you taste, salty and sweet at the same time and the way your body quakes and shudders underneath him. he loves you.

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚dilf!eren who fucks you stupid against the kitchen counter as you prep your daughter's after-school snack, cheek pressed against the cold granite, hands scrabbling for purchase. "m'so hungry." but eren's not hungry for food.

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚dilf!eren who forgets you're a milf, jealously coursing through him as he watches the man next door flirt with you while you garden. it's nothing but cruel when he fucks you into the sofa, making sure the window is open and your neighbor is outside to hear you being ravaged.

he makes it extra filthy when he bends you over the back of the couch, facing the window, slapping your ass until it holds the color of your tomato plants. the whole neighborhood can probably hear you sobbing with pleasure, the way his name falls from your lips. he knows what he has and the jealousy makes him all the more possessive, he wants the whole world to know that you are his.

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚dilf!eren who is always trying to get you pregnant again, fucking you until his sticky cum bubbles from your hole.

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚dilf!eren who wouldn't trade being cuddled in bed with his two favorite girls, watching a movie with popcorn, for anything.

find more daddy eren here *ੈ✩‧₊˚

[tvgals]

mean! shopkeeper! gojo and the one time he was “mean” to his very much pregnant wife.

“babyyyy!” you whined out from the second floor of the shop. gojo smiled to himself at the sound of your voice that he could never get tired of. “coming.” gojo huffs out while walking up the stairs, his back is getting worse by the day. once he hits the top of the stairs, a putrid smell hits his nose. this face scrunches up almost immediately and he brings the collar of his shirt above his nose. “what the hell?” he calls out, hoping you also smelt this awful, awful scent.

“what?” you ask, turning around and facing gojo. oh. you were eating a pickle sandwich…with a side of fried eggs and peanut butter. “baby..” he mutters, dry heaving when the shirt falls from his face. the closer he gets, the smells worsens. “i..understand pregnancy cravings but..” he can’t even finish his sentence without running to the bathroom to, assumingely, throwing up. your eyes well up with tears, you didn’t mean to make him throw up! you place your meal on the dining room table and you “run” (the most you can do is shuffle quickly) the fastest you can at six months pregnant, to your shared bedroom. once satoru is finished with throwing up his breakfast and lunch, he stands up to look for you, the smell still lingering.

“y/n?” he calls out, quietly moving around the top floor for any sound you might make…you weren’t all that discreet, though. your cries started to get louder and louder and eventually hit satoru’s ears. oh no. he practically sprints to your shared bedroom and when he sees your sobbing figure, he kneels next to the bed and scratches your head in comfort. once you look up at him through your wet eyes, you can’t help but cry some more. “oh my goodness, baby. you gotta breathe.” gojo softly reprimands you. moving to sit next to you on the bed and pulling you into his side.

“cmon, talk to me..” satoru says, rubbing your belly. “you’re so mean!” you cry out, softly hitting his chest in your bout of frustration. “what did i do?” satoru chuckles, holding your hand in his. “you-you said im disgusting!” you cry out, but softer this time. gojo’s face scrunches up in confusion, wracking his brain to try and figure out when he ever said anything like that. “what? no i didn’t.” he says, rubbing his thumb against the back of your hand. “well…you implied it! you threw up everywhere!” you say, your breathing becoming steady as you reason with your husband. “oh my.” gojo smiles, rolling his eyes playfully. “no, my love. when you put pickles, fried eggs, and peanut butter together, it doesn’t make the best scent, baby.” he tells you, kissing your cheek. “i’m sorry i made you feel that way, okay? what do i have to do to make my wife feel better?” he asks, turning the tv on.

you think to yourself for a moment. you smile and your eyes light up. “you can bring my plate in here.” gojo sighs and looks over at you.

“of course.”

- sorry if this is inaccurate i’ve never been pregnant

[ackerpretty]

Mikasa coded cause she’ll always be the main girl

[luviisabella]

“What did she have to drink ??”

Connie covered his ears once the beat drop.

The club was packed and the music was so loud you’d probably miss if a meteor hit the room.

“Eren, what the hell did y/n drink”

Eren was focused on his shot in front of him before Connie grabbed his head and turned him in your direction.

You were wearing a black jean mini skirt and a shirt that showed your underboob nicely. Your YSL heels really carried the whole outfit, but what helped Eren recognize you was the way the bracelet he gave you as a birthday gift last year shined perfectly in the lighting of the room.

“Eren- you’re not gonna do something ?” Connie’s face was turned red looking at you.

Your outfit wasn’t the issue. It was the fact that you were giving quite the show on that stripper pole. Maybe if you weren’t so out of it you’d notice the way you had guys throwing cash at you. You even bent down and had a guy place $20 in your back pocket of the skirt you had on.

Eren enjoyed the show, until he got up from his seat and walked over to you. Considering he was 6ft he made his way easily through the crowd.

You noticed him through the hazy view of smoke and scent of booze in the air. You smirked before leaning down to him. You were on your knees, leaning down a little more to meet his eyes.

“Best fucking hiccup birthday everrrrrr” your words were so slurred he couldn’t help but smirk at the way you laughed at yourself.

Your eyes were closed but shot back open when you felt lips against yours, a tongue making its way to yours and you let it. Because you knew who it was and you knew who you wanted it to be.

He pulled back before lifting you off the mini stage, a couple boos filling the air until Jean made his way on the stage.

“Eren-“ you were trying to get his attention, but he was solely focused on getting through the crowd of people until he found Connie.

“Connie.”

“Yeah ?” He stood up from the stool and calmed down when he noticed you in Eren’s arms.

Eren licked his lips before scoffing.

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“Whiskey”

[sugarverse]

virgin!bf ehehheheh

virgin!bf who gets flustered seeing your pussy, even though hes fingered you before.

virgin!bf who tells you he wants to eat you out for the first time. he studied for you so he wouldn't be so bad at it, but he'd also studied what spots you twitched. like when he uses his thumb to nudge against your clit while fingering you under the dinner table. or when he kisses your collarbone your hips rut against him every. time. he was excited to finally show you what he learned, wanting to taste you from the source. licking his fingers would never be enough.

virgin!bf who shoves your knees apart, keeping them spread as you desperately tried to close them around his head. but his arms were much stronger than your legs.

virgin!bf who kisses from your stomach downward, slowly sucking on your clit and teasing your entrance with a calloused finger.

virgin!bf who licks along your slit slowly at first, half lidded eyes staring up at you before sliding down even lower and inserting his tongue into you. he lifted your hips up gently off of the mattress, flicking his tongue inside of you to see if you'd move any differently.

virgin!bf who marvels at your moans, moving his tongue faster and leaves mark in your thighs from holding you so tight. he whines as if it wasn't enough, nudging his nose against your clit as he continued.

virgin!bf who doesnt fully register how bad it would overstimulate you when he starts thumbing over your clit in small circles, sloppily cleaning up your poor swollen lips from his own restlessness. he was more focused on being greedy than your desperate moans of it being "too much", lost in his own world at your beautiful taste.

virgin!bf who pulls away as if he has to force himself, leaving hickies on the inner parts thighs to hear you squeak.

anybody u want fr

[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 😳😩

[morgluvsconnie]

Heyyy, hope you’re doing well! I have a Smau request bc it’s my fav type: can you do “texting aot men you’re pregnant” pls and thank you 😁

telling aot men you’re pregnant!

(connie, ony, eren, armin, jean)