#eren x gn! reader

[4ttack-ur-heart]

Not In This Life

Paring: Eren x gn! Reader

Warnings: manipulative eren, violence, spoilers for season 4.

Genre: angst

Summary: Eren confronts you, Armin, and Mikasa about how he actually feels. Is that all really true though? Maybe your confession will give you an answer.

THIS WAS A REQUEST!! I tried to save the ask as a draft and it disappeared 😭 sooo thank you anon for requesting and I’m sorry it’s not attached.

This wasn’t what was supposed to happen. Not like this. The tension in the room was dangerously thick. Gabi sat at the table with Armin, Mikasa, and you.

Your hands were tightly clutching your thighs as Armin spoke to her. She killed Sasha. Your roommate. Your friend.

“We won’t kill you,” Armin said, his eyes downcast.

“Why not? I know you must want to.” Gabi’s eyes were filled with a dim glow.

“Why would I want that?” He sighed. “Always with the killing. It’s all you ever think about… just like someone else I know.”

The door opened suddenly, and footsteps entered the room. It was Eren.

"Oh, look. It's the brat that killed Sasha."

The three of you gasped upon seeing him. He looked so different and you could tell the light from his eyes was gone. Now just a dull glow. Your breath hitched in your throat at the sight of him.

“Eren..”

Eren’s hand raised to show a deep cut on his palm, blood trailing out. He sat down at the table across from everyone.

“I don’t want any trouble.” He said, his voice deep and sullen. “More conflict isn’t necessary to solve Eldia’s problems. Hange and the others are fine. We’re just relocating them.”

“Eren.” Armin started, surprising even himself almost. “We’ve all wanted to talk to you too.”

It almost seems too surreal. Your thoughts swirled through your head as you tried to listen to Armin’s words.

“…did they really convince you to join their side?”

Silence. Eren’s gaze was set on the white tablecloth. His blood oozed out of his wound and the crimson liquid stained the cloth.

“I am free, Armin.”

The words made you shudder. Mikasa and Armin both tensed next to you.

“My actions are governed by nothing but my own free will.” He continued.

“So you’re saying this was all on you?” Armin asked, his voice a bit shaky in disbelief.

“Yes-”

Mikasa shifted and cut in. “No. You’re being manipulated! The Eren we know would never involve civilians and children in war, even if they were enemies.”

“And you wouldn’t put us at risk either. You care about us more than anything.” You argued, making Eren’s gaze shift to you. His eyes were different, anything but loving. This was no longer the kid you fell in love with.

“Right?” Mikasa added, her tone becoming shakier and her eyes glossy. She stood up at the table. “You saved me from those kidnappers back at the cabin. You wrapped this scarf around me because you care!”

“I said keep your hands on the table, Mikasa.” Eren’s voice was sharp. She was startled by him and sat back down. You glanced towards Gabi next to you and her eyes were wide in dread, not looking at anything but the table.

Eren explained about his talk with Zeke and the Titans. “Armin.”

The blonde looked up at Eren.

“What made you start visiting Annie? Do you really believe it was your own free will?”

“W-what?” Armin’s eyes widened. “I don’t-”

“If memories play a major role in shaping us into who we are, then a part of you has become Bertholdt. Do you understand? An enemy within an enemy. He’s gotten in your head. You’re the one being manipulated by the enemy.”

“Hey! Why would you-?” Mikasa quickly cut in.

“You’re being controlled too.” Eren quipped. His eyes then met yours. “And so are you.”

He made your breathing quiver as you refused to believe him, you wanted to refuse. But the way his eyes held no sentiment or remorse for his words signified everything.

Eren looked back to Mikasa. “The Ackerman clan was designed perfectly to protect the King. Your instincts were dormant until I awakened it inside of you when I ordered you to fight. Your blood mistook me as the host you needed to protect.”

“No- that can’t be.” She whimpered and clenched the tablecloth in her hands.

“It can’t?” Eren’s tone had a bit of surprise in it. “Why not.”

“Because it wasn’t a mistake.” 

Eren stopped her and continued clarifying her Ackerman blood background.

“No, I-” She whispered.

“In other words: slaves. You're a slave, Mikasa.”

Armin stood up abruptly and slammed his hands on the table.

“Stop! Leave her alone!” He pleaded. You glanced at Mikasa and you could see her holding back her tears. Her head was down and you quickly placed your hand on hers in consolation, she grasped tightly onto yours.

You were only half paying attention to Eren’s speech. Now, your fixation was settling your friend. Your thumb swiped over her hand in small circles. Her soft cries escaped her lips.

It wasn’t until you heard Eren say those horrible words that you stopped.

“Ever since I was a kid, Mikasa. I've always hated you.”

“Eren, how could you say that to her?” Armin yelled and climbed over the table, desperate to grab at Eren.

Mikasa shoved you off of her and quickly stood up. Her hands seized Armin and pinned him down to the table, his arm bent dangerously behind his back.

“Mikasa, let go!” You shouted and gripped her elbow.

Armin looked at her in shock and she quickly let go of him. Mikasa backed away with tears streaming down her face and gasped at what she had done.

“No, I-I was just…” She couldn’t even finish her sentence before Eren cut her off.

“You see? That blood is all you are.” Eren said.

You held an arm up in front of Mikasa as Armin once again jumped onto the table and swung his fist at Eren.

Gabi stood up abruptly as the table flipped over and Eren fell back on the floor. Armin let out a yell and raised his fists again as Eren quickly stood up.

You both watched in horror as Eren punched Armin in the jaw, evading his other attempts to hit him. Eren grabbed the collar of Armin’s uniform and threw him into the wine cabinet, bottles and glasses toppling over and shattering on impact.

“Eren!” You yelled with tears in your eyes. You were about to take a step forward to break them up when Mikasa held you back.

Turning towards her with wide eyes, she shook her head, the tears still falling down her face. “No, he’ll hurt you too.”

“Jeager!” Three soldiers quickly came into the room upon hearing the commotion.

Eren stood back and watched Armin try to get back up. “I’m fine. I’ll handle this.”

“Just tell me where Zeke is.” He said.

Armin weakly raised his fists again and that’s when Eren beat him. Again and again.

“Eren, stop!” You yelled. Tears now rushed down your face as you watched Armin get beaten up mercilessly. The blonde dropped to the floor in a heap, blood trailing out of his mouth.

“Armin.” You pushed off Mikasa’s arm and quickly knelt beside Armin on the floor. Turning him over, you brushed the hair out of his eyes and used your sleeve to wipe the blood off.

Your hard stare met Eren’s eyes. “What the hell is wrong with you? How could you do this to them? After everything we’ve been through.”

“Funny… you used to follow every choice I made.” He said with the same dull voice, his eyes searching yours for the reaction he craved. “Unless those feelings of yours never went away.”

You paused, he knew?

“It was cute at first, I’ll admit, but like Mikasa, it seems like you were never your own person. Pathetic. Everything you did was to always appeal to me, wasn’t it?”

No (y/n), don’t let him manipulate you. This is what he wants.

“Every day you stood by me with hope that I would love you the way you loved me. Tell me, how does it feel knowing all that work you did was for nothing?”

You gritted your teeth as tears continued to fall.

“This isn’t about me, not about us! This is about you and we don’t want you to do something that you will regret.” Swallowing the lump in your throat, you slowly rose to your feet and glared at Eren. “Yes, you figured it out, Eren, and you’re a damn fool if you try to deny how you felt too!”

Eren’s breath hitched and his eyes widened in surprise.

“Remember all those times we snuck out after hours and talked about our future? It didn’t matter what crazy scenario we made up each time, we were always together in the end!” You yelled. “I don’t think a man who spent his youth 'hating' me would allow himself to become so vulnerable. You told me everything.”

Mikasa knelt by Armin and cradled him in her arms. You moved closer to Eren, the sudden sound of guns cocking made you tense up as the guards all trained their rifles on you. 

Eren quickly held up his hand at the guards. His eyes never left yours as they lowered their weapons. Honestly, his immediate defense surprised you.

“Is this what freedom is to you?” You continued, gesturing to your two friends still kneeling on the floor. “It looks like now you’re the one who's a slave, and your master is a worthless bastard.”

Eren gritted his teeth and scowled at you. “Let’s go.” He gripped your upper arm tightly, the other guards doing the same to Mikasa and Armin. “Take the brat that killed Sasha, too. We’re going back to the place where it all started... Shiganshina.”

Gabi stumbled against the soldier's grip while Armin and Mikasa went with no struggle. Eren still hadn't moved yet, keeping you in place. You clenched your teeth in pain as Eren tightened his grip every time you twisted your arm to break free.

“Sir?” One of the guards asked from the doorway.

Eren shifted his vision away from you. “Take them. We’ll be down shortly. I have some business to take care of first.”

The guards escorted your friends away from you. Now, you were all alone. With Eren.

Silence rang between you two as his other hand gripped your other shoulder. He turned you to face him, but you kept your gaze down.

“Hmph, you spent years standing by my side, and now you can’t even look me in the eye.” Eren tutted and gripped your chin with his hand, forcing your eyes to meet his. “There we go.”

You tried to break from his grip, but his hands only tightened more and you had to resist struggling when it began to hurt.

“Were you ever going to tell me?” He asked suddenly. The question seemed innocent, but his eyes told a whole other story.

“Tell you-”

“Don’t play dumb with me, (y/n). I’ll tell you right now it’s not the wisest decision.”

“Y-yeah. The day you left.” You muttered with tears in your eyes.

"I see.” His tone turned solemn.

“Eren, I love you.” You started, pausing briefly to take a shuddering breath and try to rid your tears. “W-was any of it… ever real?”

The memories, laughter, adventures... anything? 

He stared at you, taken aback by your words. “You said love not loved... you still love me?”

You sniffled as the tears slipped down your cheeks, trying to avoid his gaze. “Y-yeah, I still do.” You didn’t want to. With all the actions Eren has pulled recently, you didn’t want to. But yet, you still did.

“You shouldn’t.” He commented, thumb swiping over to brush one of your stray tears.

“I don’t want to.”

“But you do.”

Silence washed over you. His eyes were piercing under the grip he still had on your chin.

“Why?” You asked. “Why this way, there wasn’t any other option?”

This time his gaze evaded yours. “No.” He released a heavy sigh and something changed in his eyes. It’s like any small ounce of compassion he held just faded. “It’ll work out in the end. This isn’t over, (y/n). You always come running back to me and I always welcome you.”

Jerk.

A sob left your lips and you managed to rip your face out of his grip. “You know what, Eren?”

Eren’s gaze stiffened when he heard the tone in your voice. “What.”

“I don’t care what you do. Whatever the hell you do, just know I’ll never stop loving you.”

“Don’t you understand?!” His hands grabbed your wrists tightly. “You can’t love me.”

“Eren, ah- you’re hurting me.”

“Don’t you get it? Things aren’t going to end the way you hope.”

“I don’t care-”

“You should!”

Your wrists were still clutched tightly in his grip, but he loosened his hold enough to let you gently cup his face.

“If it’s not in this life, then another one perhaps. I love you, Eren.”

Eren’s face scrunched up in anger, a distraught look crossing his features. “N-no, (y/n). Please, you can’t. The worst has yet to come.”

“Tell me.” You pleaded, your thumb swiping over his cheekbone. “Tell me you don’t love me. I just want to hear you say it.”

Eren stayed silent and dropped his stare. Thoughts ran through his mind.

“Tell me.” You urged.

“I…”

He couldn’t.

“It’s safer for you if I don’t.”

“That didn’t answer my question, Eren.” You scoffed.

“Fine.” His voice was hard. “I love you.”

His hand moved from your wrist to grasp your palm. “But I can’t. You’re right, maybe in another life, we can make this work.” Eren’s eyes met yours. “Just not this one.”

“Wait-”

“Everything I’m doing is to protect you!” He yelled. You blinked at him.

Protecting you? It didn’t make sense. He’s only started a war Eldia wasn’t ready to fight.

He took your hand in his and placed a light kiss on your knuckles. Your eyes softened at the sudden gesture.

A soft metal clinking was heard and before you could even register what happen, your wrist was shackled. The other cuff latching to his own.

“Let’s go.”

“Eren-”

“I told you, (y/n).” Eren looked at you with tears in his eyes. “Not in this life.”

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[emmyrosee]

don’t… don’t read this LMAOOO-

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“Ugh, you’re such a man.”

Immediately, you use your sock-covered toe to gently kick Eren’s foot over slightly, encouraging him to close his legs from their plant in a “man-spread.”

Your boyfriend, with an offended look and mouth agape, watches as you take your position on his now closed lap, legs draped over the side and your arm wrapping around his neck. You set the bowl of snacks on your lap and bring one of the salty crackers to his open mouth, not even acknowledging his incredulous expression. You gently coax the cracker into his mouth, but he doesn’t bite it quite yet.

“Excuse me?” He manages, mouth warbled around the cracker. His tongue prods the cracker in, and he chews it anggreddibely

You shrug, “yeah, like, you man-spread, you’ve got a man bun, you man-splain-“

“When have I ever man-splained something to you?” He grumbles, clearly still not taking your words well. You giggle. He softens just slightly. Your laugh always has had that effect on him.

“Baby,” you croon, leaning in to kiss his pout; once, twice, and on the third peck, he kisses back, and your heart rate spikes in excitement. “It’s not a bad thing. You are a man, it’s okay.”

“Yeah but don’t say it like that,” he whines. “Makes it sound like a bad thing. Like I want to be a menace.”

“You wake up and consciously make that decision everyday, it has nothing to do with you happening to be a man,” you snort. He takes the bowl from your lap and puts it to the side, wrapping his arms around you and tugging you closer. You smell the cheap body wash clinging to his skin, mingling with the expensive cologne he uses in his collar. His pout is etched into his face while he nuzzles into your neck, and his breath causes goosebumps to raise on your skin. You mewl and wrap your arms around his neck, letting his face comfortably burrow in the curve of your own. “But you’re my menace, I love you for that.”

You feel him smirk against your skin, and you shiver at the hot breath splaying over your neck.

“I’m your man.”

“Cheesy.”

[luverine]

Wet Dream ☾

18+ // Somno? // masturbation // no proof read

He can feel you- so warm- so soft- moaning calling out to him.

He can feel you pulsing around him, he resists the urge to pull you under him and claim you, making you feel every inch of him.

His mind turns fuzzy, he can feel himself aching, ready to come undone.

“Ah!-“ Pain sparked on his side. Jolting awake and turning to look at you, you kicked him in your sleep.

Seeing you in a tee shirt nothing else made the pain go away.

He loves seeing you like this, so vulnerable. Shifting closer he rubs his bulge against your soft leg.

Softly moaning in pleasure, unable to contain the bliss you bring him. Leaning close, he whispers tender praises into your sleeping ears.

Clinging to you as he humps himself blissfully back to sleep.

☾ARMIN, JEAN, Reiner, Eren, MEGUMI, Yuji, DENJI, Kaneki, SHIGARAKI, AMAJIKI, Shoto, MIDORIYA☾

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[sadnerdstuff]

Y/N: *smacks Eren up the side of his head*

Eren: What the hell!? What was that for?

Y/N: you pissed me off.

Eren: what did I do?

Y/N: *thinks back to a few moments prior, Watching Eren completely miss Mikasa flirting with him and he said something so stupid. Like, bafflingly stupid.* tch *and you walk away*

Levi: *smacks Eren upside the head*

Eren: what now?!

Levi: you pissed me off too.

Eren: why?

Levi: cause you pissed y/n off.

[huboi]

﹒⪩🕹️⪨﹐I WANNA RIDE﹐♡

╰┈➤ summary; how they react when you ride them

╰┈➤ includes; gn! afab reader, switch! reader, switch! characters, reverse cowgirl, cowgirl, spanking, choking, hair pulling, p in v — jjk (gojo satoru, geto suguru, kento nanami, choso kamo, sukuna ryomen, toji fushiguro), aot — (eren jeager, armin arlert, jean krischtien, connie springer, reiner braun, porco galliard, levi ackerman, erwin smith), genshin impact — (kaeya alberich, diluc ragnivnder, zhongli, xiao, thoma, cyno, tighnari)

╰┈➤ a/n; minors dni! this is 18+ content

THE WHIMPERERS

when you ride him, 9/10 you have to take charge despite him starting off as the dom, as he just becomes too pussy drunk to really think of anything other than your pussy squeezing his cock. you have to shut him up a lot too, as he’s too damn loud, you usually do this via making out with him, your hands against his shoulders to help move yourself up and down.

(jjk) — gojo satoru, CHOSO KAMO (aot) — armin arlert, REINER BRAUN (genshin) — XIAO, THOMA

THE GROANERS

when you ride him, he’ll let you think you’re in charge for the first few minutes, but as soon as he wants to go harder and faster, this man will grab your hips and just pound into you from behind, watching as your ass jiggles against his thighs.

this man will be groaning through the entire thing too, right into your ear to be an ass about it, as he knows that just gets you even more riled up than before, he will spank your ass in this position too, so once you’re finished you won’t be able to sit for a good week or two

(jjk) — KENTO NANAMI, sukuna ryomen, TOJI FUSHIGURO (aot) — jean krischtien, connie springer, ERWIN SMITH (genshin) — ZHONGLI

THE MOANERS

this man fucking moans, low key moans more than you do in this position. wanna be a menace and make him moan more? pull his hair, pull his fucking hair, he can take it like the slut he is

if you spit in his mouth, that just gets him even more riled up, yes this motherfucker is kinky as shit. likes the feeling of your chest pressed against his, also enjoys the intimacy of seeing your facial expressions whilst you use him like a dildo

and that’s why you love him so much <3

(jjk) — geto suguru (aot) — EREN JEAGER, levi ackerman (genshin) — KAEYA ALBERICH, diluc ragnivnder, cyno, TIGHNARI

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I DON’T OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, THEY ALL BELONG TO THE PEOPLE THAT MADE THE SHOW/GAME THEY’RE FROM

[arminsumi]

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱

He becomes docile and tender only for you. He's got a big attitude; he's a brash man. Terribly hot-headed and quick-tempered. He snaps at anyone and everyone, sometimes irrationally.

But for you? For you that all melts away. For his pretty Y/n he'll be gentle and tender. You need help with something small? Right away. You need hugs and kisses? He's gonna smother you in them. You're feeling sad? He'll put everything on hold to console you.

Only when you tell him, "Calm down, baby." he'll actually listen.

Toji, Eren, Levi, Zuko

[love-fictional-ppl]

Imagine being in a situationship with plug!eren.

Riding in the passenger seat of his car while he makes deliveries. Eren’s hand rested on your thigh, Kendrick Lamar faintly playing on the radio.

Eren pulls over in an empty Walmart parking lot, he adjusts his seat to lay a little further back. Reaching in the center console, Eren then pulls out his rolling tray, zigzags, a dub, and his lighter. He starts grinding the bud in his fingers up on the tray, after a minute or two he conjured up a perfect blunt.

A half hour later, Eren had you bouncing in his lap, head thrown back and begging for more. “Please, ‘ren.” He holds your hips whilst fucking up into you.

“Can’t do anything by yourself, can you?” Eren asks rhetorically. He chuckles, still feeling the effects of his high. You pull at his hair making him groan, “fuck.”

Your walls tighten around him, the dam ready to break. “Keep squeezing me, baby,” he groans. He speeds his upwards thrusts up, making you fall apart and reach your climax.

“Yes! Eren I’m cummi- ah!”

His hips stutter and his muscles spasm ever so slightly. He cums inside your warmth, fucking it back in when it starts dripping. Eren pulls out and sets you back in the passenger seat, leaning over he opens the glove compartment, pulling out napkins he cleans you up.

You look over tiredly at him, “can we get McDonald’s?”

[mysicklove]

𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄

DAY 5: SPANKING

With: Eren Yeager

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: Sub! eren, gn! reader, spanking, crying, Eren trying to be good, cursing, mean reader, slightly sadistic reader, handjob/hand humping, restraints, Eren is a good and then a brat for a bit

A/N: I almost posted this as just a random drabble, but I am glad I turned it into a Kinktober fic! Edit (10/04/23): this fic sucks LOLOLOL. poorly poorly written. oopsies. u cant have it all.

“For fucks sake, can you go any faster?”

You blink and pull your hand away from his cock. Teal eyes glare at you, his mouth slightly hanging open with every pant. It slightly surprised you, Eren was being so good today. But, you knew this was bound to come.

He never was good. There were times when he listened and didn’t give you grief about punishing him, but never was he fully compliant with you. He always had to let out a biting remark or try to get the upper hand. 

Nights would always end up with him being punished. Tying him up, edging him, overstimulating him, leaving him high and dry, or simply degrading him until he cried and curled up into you looking for warmth. But the next day he always looked at you with stars in his eyes, preparing for whats to come.

But today was different. He didn’t want to be punished. He wanted to feel good, he wanted you to praise him and shower him with affection. 

So he was meticulous with all his words. Softening your hard demeanor, trained to be so due to how bratty he was all the time. Today for a change, he whined for you, blinking up at you with wide and completely submissive eyes. 

I’ll do whatever you want. They seemed to say. You’ve never seen him look at you like that before.

His heart pounded when you looked at him with warmth in your eyes from his words. He hasn’t seen that look during these times. They were always so cold, watching his ever movement to see if he deserved a scolding. Nothing like today, you looked at him with love. It made him shiver, wanting to pull more of your sweet attention on him.

But, he couldn’t stray too far from his routes.

You were edging him, his back against your chest, with his hands tied behind his back. You were weary of how good he was being for you and didn’t trust him enough to not touch himself.

He didn’t want to be edged. He wanted to be fucked. Wanted to lose his mind from the pleasure. Not pant against your chest, teetering on the lines of pain and pleasure. So out of habit, he cursed out at you.

When you pull your hand away, he knew he made a mistake. His cock hangs heavy, slightly tilted forward and leaking. He lets out a shaky breath and struggles against the restraints. He was so close.

“Oh, Eren.” His breath catches at the sadness in your tone and he bites his lip. He glares at the floor, beating himself for what he said. You weren’t one to give him second chances. He wanted this so badly.

He was trying so hard to not curse you out whenever you pulled away. He was rewarded every time he bit his tongue, preening when he hears the words, “Good boy.” 

But it was too much watching how slow and gentle you were touching him. He couldn’t help but let out a biting remark. It just slipped out before he could stop it.

He cranes his neck to face you, eyes wide and panicked. “Sorry. Didn’t mean it. I'm being good!”

You tut at him, slowly shaking your head. He sees that familiar look in your eyes return. The warmth begins to disappear, and he stares desperately, trying to pull it back. “That was mean, Eren. Good boys don’t say mean things.”

He gulps, at lost for words, and in an instant, he is being flipped. He lands face-first on the bed, his cheek crushed against the pillows. He feels you lift his hips and move his legs so that he is balancing on his knees. He grips uselessly at the ropes, and he clenches his jaw. 

He feels your hand slightly trace over the flesh of his ass and he cringes. He manages to turn his head, and his eyes widen. He’s over your lap. He is going to get spanked. He hates spanking. It was by far his least favorite punishment. He never was good with pain, and you knew this. “Wait! Give me a second to expla–”

His face scrunches from the first blow. He wants to grip onto something to help distract him from the pain, but he can’t. So he uselessly clenches and unclenches his hands. “I knew it was all an act. You greedy bitch. You were just trying to get yourself off, weren’t you?.”

He shakes his head, and his eyes begin to water. Another smack lands on the other cheek and he cringes. “I-I wasn’t! Wanted to your good boy, promise!”

You hit the space between his thighs, and he whimpers, rubbing the flesh together to help soothe the pain. “You liar”

He grits his teeth, knowing he can’t talk himself out of this situation. You were going to punish him either way, he might as well defend himself with dignity. “F-Fuck you!”

You grip at his hair, making him arch his back. Then you lean forward and whisper into his ear, “There’s my brat.”

You let go of his hair, and he lands face-first back into the sheets. His jaw clenches in slight embarrassment at how useless he must look. Completely vulnerable to your hold.

Another blow lands using the back of your hand. He tries to ignore it, trying his best to turn his head to glare at you. “Well, maybe if you knew how to actually make me feel good, I wouldn’t be a brat.”

You are grinning at him, the warmth now completely gone. “Disgusting people like you don’t deserve to feel good. Now quiet, Eren.” 

Before he could argue, you slam his head into the pillow, holding him there gently enough for him to breathe but hard enough so that he is pinned to place. You raise your eyebrow when he raises his middle finger at you from behind his back, but don’t indulge him. He was just coaxing a reaction from you.

Instead, you send a particularly hard slap and watch the hand clench to withstand the pain. He groans into the pillow.

He isn’t used to being punished with pain. Edging and overstimulation were one thing, but spanking hurts. He hates it so much, and it made him wonder, how the hell did he get in this position? His ass is beginning to burn, and probably turning red.

“Fuck. S-Stop it!” The sound is mumbled from his face still being in the pillow, but nevertheless heard.

His legs begin to collapse, withering away from your hand. You quickly force them back up, and mumble false words of encouragement. But he looks so pretty, you rub your finger over the red handprint and he flinches, accidentally letting out a small whimper. The sound makes you grin, and mock coo at him. “Does it hurt, sweetheart?”

The fight in him is dwindling away rapidly. He can usually withstand punishment, but today he wasn’t looking for one, and not only that you were doing the least pleasurable one. But still, his cock remains embarrassingly hard against your thigh. “Yes! Be gentl–”

Another harsh slap makes him begin to cry, frustrated tears. You let go of his hair, and instead focus on his cock, stroking him faster than earlier. He immediately humps into it, desperate for any sort of pleasure. The mix between pleasure and pain makes his head spin.

He turns his head to the side and lets the tears drip down his face and onto the pillow. He full-on whines at the next slap, not caring about the way he sounds anymore. It hurts more and more with every strike, and he swears the flesh is raw by now. 

“You gonna cum from me hitting you?” You murmur, sending another two quick two slaps to his skin. Your strokes become faster, and even the pain is slightly blurred from the pleasure. He tries desperately to meet your pace, slightly rolling his eyes at the lewd squelching sound.

“Yessssss,” He responds, noticing strangely that with your hand on his cock, the slapping doesn’t feel as bad. It hurts almost pleasurably good. The pain and pleasure are mixing together. It might even be spurring him on to his orgasm, though he would never admit it out loud.

“Cum for me, you brat.” He bites onto the pillow when he feels your head rub over the tip, encouraging his release. He hits his high the second your hand lands your final slap, right on the back of his balls.

His eyes widen and he cries out, but its drowned by his orgasm. It’s stinging, but it feels so so so good. His eyes are rolling back, and broken sobs are falling from his lips. Cum leaks onto your thigh, and you hum as you watch him tremble and cry from the force of it. His hands reach out from behind his back, and mercifully you place your hand in his. He grips onto it as if it was a lifeline, and you can’t help but find it cute.

When he comes down from his high, he stares at you with tears still unconsciously leaking. His ass hurts and his balls even more.

You grin at him and he has to hold back a whine. Only a couple of minutes ago you were punishing him, and now the warmth is back in your eyes. The warmth that he wanted to see when he finally came. 

It made him wonder. Why is it so hard for him to be a good boy?

He is determined to cum with you praising him, even if he has to bite his tongue the entire time.

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[porcalinecunt]

eren yeager and violent throat fucking . . . ﹒⪩⪨﹒

he’s not friendly about oral, whether it’s pinning you by your thighs and eating you out like a starved animal or fucking your throat as if it’s his personal fleshlight.

your hair in a makeshift ponytail, holding you in place as eren shoves his dick in and out of your mouth at a rapid pace. you couldn’t even moan from how hard he was fucking your pretty little throat, only gags and choked out sobs made it to his ears and went straight into his hard on. oh how he adored the sight of you in such a lewd position. syrupy eyes staring up at his, flushed cheeks and pouty lips wrapped around his girth. he didn’t care about the mess you were making down there, all he wanted was to breed your throat full before bending you over and fucking your pretty cunny raw ♡

“that was all you could do? bend over, i’ll fuck you ‘till your crying for more.”

[marswritesstuff]

aot boys + writing their name on you

contains: armin arlert, eren jaeger, zeke jaeger, erwin smith, levi ackerman, jean kirstein x gn!reader

nicknames: darling (erwin), baby (jean)

warnings: reader and armin are implied to be in high school/college in armin's, reader and erwin are implied to be of drinking age in erwin's, mentions of drinking and reader getting drunk, kinda suggestive, reader's breasts are mentioned but never mentioned to be male or female

armin:

When your relationship is still private to just you and your friends, he loves talking about you to the people who know. “My partner” this and “my partner” that- he tries not to be annoying about it, but he loves that people know.

When football season rolls around, all the players are giving their spare jerseys to their partners to wear.

Armin, being the manager, doesn’t have a jersey to give you, and you two are still trying to keep your relationship on the down-low until you’re more settled.

Armin pulls you into a corner on the morning of the homecoming game and pulls a sharpie out of his pocket. He grabs your hand and smiles, before writing “ARLERT” in big bold letters across the back of your hand.

He plants a kiss on your warm cheek before slipping away to his first class.

It’s subtle enough that not many people even take notice of it, but every time you see a peek of black while you’re writing, your mind floods with images of your beaming boyfriend.

(By the end of the season, you have a varsity jacket with his name embroidered onto it. You wear it to every game.)

eren:

Eren isn’t dumb- you’re hot as fuck, and he knows other people want you. He trust you with his entire heart, but still, he doesn’t like the idea of people who don’t know about you two looking at you like that.

So, like a completely reasonable person, after hugging you good morning, he drops to his knees in front of you and slips a hand under your shirt.

While you don’t know what he’s doing at first, he looks up to you for permission when he pulls out the sharpie. When you give him a nod, he writes “JAEGER” in small blocky lettering just below your belly button, then, with a hand on your hip, turns you around to do the same on the small of your back.

You appear the same when he pulls away from you to leave a lingering kiss on your lips, but all day, whenever you lean down to grab anything or stretch your arms above your head, anyone watching can see your boyfriend’s name scrawled on you.

zeke:

Zeke isn’t jealous. He doesn’t care if other people want you, and he doesn’t need to show you off, because you’re his and his only, and you both know that. He’s yours as well.

But… good lord, if seeing his name on you doesn’t turn him on.

One night Zeke brings up the idea. At first, he’s joking, but he feels a shudder run through you from where his arm is wrapped around you, and suddenly the idea is invading his thoughts regularly.

So one night Zeke presents you with a marker and tells you his idea. After you give him permission and pull off your shirt when he asks, he takes his time kissing all over you and worshipping your chest and torso.

Eventually, you run your fingers through his hair and guide him back to the topic at hand, and he watches goosebumps rise on your stomach as he writes “ZEKE JAEGER” in his curvy letters below your breasts.

The next day, whenever Zeke’s arm is around you, his fingers run over the faked ink through your clothes, and you shudder in his arms.

It may have started as a joke, but that sharpie never leaves Zeke’s bedroom again.

erwin:

One night, before you go out drinking with all your friends, Erwin gently takes your arm at the door and grabs a sharpie off the table.

“Darling, we both know you’re a… friendly drunk. I’d simply like to have some assurance that everyone knows you are taken.”

You roll up your sleeve and allow your boyfriend to scrawl “if lost return to ERWIN SMITH” in his perfect cursive across your arm. He places a gentle kiss over the ink after he recaps the marker, and then another on your lips before he leads you out to the car.

Hange teases you about the words when you get to the bar (“wow, can’t take you anywhere, huh?”), but your heart warms when you’re stumbling back to your car with your boyfriend and he finally tugs your sleeve down after a long night.

levi:

Levi isn’t quite so civil about it. He’s not incredible at expressing his feelings, but he really loves you and does his best to make sure you know it.

The first time he sees someone blatantly flirting with you after you start dating, he cuts into the conversation and drags you away as soon as he can.

Later, in private, he pushes past his own mental barriers and tells you, “I don’t like seeing other people look at you like that. Only I’m supposed to look at you like that.”

Neither of you come up with something easily to let people know you’re taken, aside from something like cheesy t-shirts (which Levi vetoes immediately).

A few days later, Levi approaches you with a sharpie and pushes your chin up. You respond easily to his hands, and sit still as he writes “LEVI” in his sloppy lettering across your collarbone.

“Perfect,” he murmurs, running his fingers across it when he finishes.

“Baby, I love the idea, but…” your neck cranes to see the letters. “You know I can barely read that, right?”

He doesn’t quite blush, but you can tell he’s nearly there. You take his hand in yours, smiling.

“Hey. It’s perfect. It’s you, and that’s what really matters, right?”

jean:

When you, Jean, Connie, and Sasha are hanging out, Connie dares Jean to write his name on you.

It starts as a joke, funny for everyone: Jean writes “KIRSTEIN” in thick letters on your cheek, and you both giggle, while Connie and Sasha crack up and take photos.

But later that night, after Sasha and Connie leave, Jean pulls you into his lap and kisses over his name on your cheek.

“Hey baby? Do you think I could make you a Kirstein for real some day?”

You push his hair back and smile. “A bit fast for that, don’t you think, Mr. Kirstein?”

He grins back and kisses you deeply, his hand coming up to cup your cheek and thumb over the sharpie.

“Someday,” you mumble into the kiss, and he lifts you up to take you to his bedroom.

[k4vehrtz]

Now That We Don't Talk

-> Pairing: eren yeager / gender neutral reader

-> Request: yes / no

-> Word Count: 2K

➷...Summary: you stick to what you know, and what you know is that no one loves you the way eren does.

-> Notes: took a little longer with this one to make sure it's accessible to everyone regardless of their gender ! if i made any mistakes please do let me know ! admittedly not proof read & in lowercase bc i was tipsy when i wrote it and then hung over when i edited it ;-;

➷...Content Warnings: sub/bottom reader. unprotected sex, exes to ?, oral (r giving), mild face fucking/deepthroating, oral fixation is heavily implied, finger sucking, cum swallowing, fingering, use of the nickname 'doll', dacryphilia, dumbification, creampie, implied tummy bulge, light degradation, reader's genitals referred to as: entrance/hole/heat.

you tell yourself that tonight will be different. you’re not hunched over your desk back in your dorm studying. you’re trying new things — like sitting at the makeshift bar in armin’s apartment, nursing a red solo cup of punch as music blares from speakers situated at every corner of the room.

and when someone takes a seat beside you, you indulge in a conversation with them. complaining about how loud the music is turns into sharing trivial facts about your lives. then that transitions into judging everyone’s costumes for halloween.

you didn’t dress up tonight; when you decided to attend armin’s halloween party it was already too late to buy a costume. neither did the stranger whose name you only just realised you never got. so, you both take it upon yourselves to be the judges of everyone else.

which is completely fine until he points out a familiar face. a face you knew you’d run into if you came here. it is his best friend’s house after all. but you make the conscious decision to push that thought to the back of your mind where it belongs. like you’ve been doing with every other thought of him.

before coming here, you had asked yourself: ‘how do i know when i’ve moved on?’ and now you have your answer. you know you’ve moved on when you’re having fun at a party with someone else. and even if you do run into eren, it won’t bother you.

but, the thing is, it does. it does bother you when those green eyes meet yours. when he has that expression on his face that you can’t quite discern. and especially when he turns on his heel, heading towards an empty corridor.

it makes you feel sick to your stomach. which is the only logical reason why you excuse yourself and head in eren’s direction. stopping only when you see him leaning against the door to the bathroom. you’ve been here enough times throughout your relationship with eren to know the layout of the apartment to a t.

and neither of you say anything — falling into a staring competition of some sort. both your gazes heavy with emotion. until eren looks away to open the door to the empty bathroom and you follow him inside. trying new things is fun, but old habits die hard.

eren holds your chin in between his thumb and index finger, tilting your head upwards so that your gaze meets his. “for fuck’s sake,” and he curses, more so to himself than to you, his voice coming out somewhat strained as he speaks, “we’re not playing this game tonight.”

and you swallow hard, leaning in closer against your better judgment, your lips mere centimetres apart. “it’s not like it means anything, right? we broke up, eren.” you counter in a last-ditch effort to save face. this is all your fault, really, you came onto him first, after all, but you’d never admit that.

“that’s where you’re wrong,” he scoffs, brushing his lips against yours, and you do nothing to resist, “it means everything, and you can call it a mistake in—” instead, you take the opportunity to initiate the kiss. sliding your tongue into his mouth with ease. and as soon as the initial shock wears off eren takes control, tangling his fingers in your hair as he deepens the kiss. it’s wet and rough at first, then gentle and slow, and you feel warmth erupt in your chest.

he has to pull away eventually though and you whimper at the loss of his lips against yours. for a moment it felt as though neither of you needed air, only each other.

“you know what? i don’t care if you think what’s about to happen is a mistake,” he grunts, his voice husky as he lifts you to straddle him. the pads of his fingers warm against your skin as he holds you in place.

you glance at him through half-lidded eyes, your mind in circles, as you ask quietly, “what…what’s about to happen?” it’s a rhetorical question, obviously, but you need to hear him say it.

eren doesn’t give you the answer you expect though. the corners of his lips quirk upwards into a lopsided smirk and he tsks. “one kiss isn’t going to make up for everything that you’ve done tonight,” narrowing his eyes at you, but there’s no malice behind the action. “...and if i recall correctly,” he says as he taps your cheek, “you like to use this little mouth of yours so why not put it to good use instead of bitching at me?”

it’s humiliating, really, how it takes everything in you to stifle a moan instead of some sort of witty comeback. only an hour or two has passed since you two first ran into each other and he’s got you wrapped around his finger all over again.

you can feel the imprint of his erection beneath you. throbbing against the constraints of his sweatpants. and your legs almost feel like jelly — the thought alone of having your mouth around him like that has you throbbing with need.

so, when he nudges your cheek again you scramble to your knees, positioning yourself in between his legs. curling your fingers around the waistband of his sweats and boxers before full-on pulling it down. his cock immediately springing upwards, hitting your face, and smearing pre-cum on your lips.

“if you’re not interested i can...” he teases, purposefully trailing off so that you interject: “no! i... i, i’m interested,” and he nods, clicking his tongue and mouthing what you assume is ‘get to it then’.

you hesitate for another minute or so, he’s just so big you don’t know how you ever managed to make it fit! before slowly wrapping your lips around the tip of his cock. it’s hot and heavy on your tongue as more pre-cum leaks out of the slit. and after another brief pause to adjust you begin to swirl your tongue around the angry tip as you slowly take more of his length into your warm mouth.

eren doesn’t rush you — he understands that it’s a challenge for you. but if he said that was his only reason he’d be lying. something about the way your lips are stretched around his cock, drool dripping from either side of your mouth, awakens something in him. it makes his stomach twist, makes his cock throb in your mouth some more, and persuades him to bring his hand to the back of your neck, pushing you down further on his cock.

by no means is it rough but you’re still caught off guard. your yelp muffled by his cock. and he smiles down at you, grunting as he controls your movements. the sound of your muffled moans together with his grunts echoes throughout the otherwise empty bathroom.

it’s not long before his cock is hitting the back of your throat with precision each time he thrusts his hips. green eyes fixated on you as you gag around his length, “take me so well, doll, you were made for this, not for runnin’ your mouth,” taking in the way your eyes brim with tears.

he doesn’t stop though, not until he’s cumming down your throat, and only then does he pull out with a pop, his cock slick with your saliva. you could’ve stopped him at any given time but you didn’t — you even swallowed every last drip of his cum.

eren leans down to wipe the few tears you’ve managed to shed, murmuring as he does so, “if i didn’t know any better i would’ve fallen for your little act. all you need is some cock to shut you up, right doll?” and he uses his fingers to make you shake your head ‘yes’. “but not just any cock, you need my cock.”

you don’t say anything, simply halfway glaring at him but he smiles because he knows he’s right. all you could think of is him and his stupid face and his stupidly big cock and how dumb you were to break up with him. but then again, you don’t even remember why you two broke up in the first place.

you’re dragged out of your train of thought, however, when he lifts you back onto his lap. holding you in the air just long enough to pull down your bottoms so that your bare crotch is flush against his slick cock.

he presses a kiss to your forehead, using one hand to hold you steady on his lap, while the other is dragged along your entrance. and you feel yourself shudder every time one of his fingers ghosts your hole — but that’s always as far as it goes. so, so close yet so fucking far.

“please,” you plead, and you almost don’t recognize the sound of your own voice. you sound so whiny, so desperate. eren moves his hand away, bringing it up to your face to cup your tear-stained cheek, “you’ve gotta use your words, love, how am i supposed to know what you want when all you say is ‘please’?”

you feel like you’re going to lose your mind but you give in to him; you always do. “please,” you repeat yourself, sounding a little breathier this time, “please put your cock in me, i need it.” fighting the heat that’s creeping up your throat all the way to the tips of your ears.

eren pulls his hand back to his chin as if contemplating your request in the most obnoxious way possible. he stays like that for a moment before leaning toward you once more, pressing his finger against your lip. “say ‘ah’ for me,” he hums, and you do exactly as you’re told albeit somewhat unwillingly.

he flashes you a smile, sliding his finger into your mouth and pressing down on your tongue lightly. “now get it all wet for, you can do that for me, right?” you nod eagerly, desperate to please him as you begin swirling your tongue around the salty digit.

soon one finger turns into two, then two into three, and then three into four. you’re so passionate about what you’re doing that it almost hurt eren to pull his fingers out of your mouth. but your dissatisfied whimpers quickly morph into a mix of gasps and breathy moans as he sinks his fingers into your throbbing heat one by one.  

eren’s usually more patient than this but as your desperation for him grows so too does his desperation for you. you barely have time to adjust before his fingers curl inside of you. thick digits working you open while the promise of his throbbing cock is just beneath you.

you’re so close to getting what you want. you feel your heartbeat in between your legs. and when he finally retracts his fingers, you let out a low moan. this is what you've been waiting for.

he slides his hands up to your hips, lifting you to align the head of his cock with your entrance before slowly pushing in. he looks in awe as you sink onto his cock. the more of him you take, the more unfocused your eyes become.

“that’s it,” he moans as he ruts into you, thoroughly enjoying the way your hands scramble to hold onto his broad shoulders and how the fat of your thighs ripple and jiggle with each thrust. “you were so mean earlier, but look at you now. you forget all your words when my cock is in this tight hole or down your throat?”  

you open your mouth to protest because that’s not true! but only a string of moans and little uh-uh-uhs escapes your kiss-swollen lips. you can’t even get a word out as he continues to piston his hips.

“i know, i know,” he whispers into the crook of your neck, bringing one of his hands down to your stomach. “you want to feel me all the way here, right?” and you shudder at the thought, the implication making you squirm. making you clench harder around his throbbing cock. he takes that as a yes it seems as he continues, “don’t worry, i’ll take care of you,”

and he does just that in his own way. continuing to rut into you until you’re sobbing at just how deep he is. you hadn’t even realized when you came the first time, your arousal splattered all over his thighs. but what you do know is that it isn’t long until you’re both cumming together.

[ilovechuuy4]

Kinktober | Week One | Praise Kink & Impact Play

Warnings; Praise kink, impact play / spanking, f1ngering, no real penetration of the male reproductive organ, kinks, straight 2 the point, multiple characters / no specified character name in fanfic, uhm I don't know how 2 write moaning. Orgasm from f1ngering, mention of licking cum, sorta short. Etc

Your soft whines have filled the room for hours, your body jolting at every lash of your lover's hand. It was pleasurable, yes, but you never knew when it came. You were bent over his leg, only dressed in his t-shirt that hardly covered your ass. "Hmm, you're such a good girl/boy. All whiney and bent over for me." He cooed, looking down at you, which you had your face buried into a pillow. Your ears red from embarrassment and the heat of it all. Muffled moans slither out from your mouth into the pillow as his hand collided with your skin. "Mhmp.. More." You couldn't help but whimper softly, making the other chuckle softly.

"Mhm? More? I'll give you more when you lift your head from the pillow so I can hear those pretty little noises, sweet thing." He teased, squeezing your ass cheeks with his lengthy fingers. You lift your head slightly, panting just a tad, a smile spreading on his face. "Awe, such an obedient thing. So good for me." He said, his ears filled with your quiet moans and pleads as his gently yet harshly spanks your ass. "Nggh.. Hold on." You whined, burying your rosey face back into the pillow. "Hm? What's wrong beautiful?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow his hand slowly rubbing your reddened backside.

"Nothing, nothing, it was just a bit much." You reassured, elicting a soft hum from the other. You felt your lover fumbling around quietly before you heard the cap of something click open. A thick, cold and slippery substance dripping down onto you tight heat. You squirm a bit, a soft hushing from the other through his closed teeth as he slowly intruded your entrance with his slim fingers. A soft cry of pleasure escaped your lips as he slowly works his digits in and out of you. His free hand gently gripping and slapping your ass with every thrust of his fingers. "You're practically sucking my fingers in, beautiful." He said, voice underlined with tease, you're face turning crimson.

"Ahh~ I can't hold it.." You murmured, back arched up like a cat's, teeth sunk into your bottom lip. A grin plastered on his face, pushing his fingers deeper inside, adding another as he thrusted them a bit quicker this time. "Oh you can't help it? But you're over here arched all pretty for me, you sweet thing." He said, slapping your ass once more as his digits pretty up inside, hitting that spot that made you see stars. A staggered, shaky and load moan withdrawing from your throat as your toes curl, fingers digging into the pillows. "Mhm, is that the spot? Hm, is it? Does it feel good, my lovely?" He cooed, his finger tips constantly hitting that spot, over and over.

"Ggh! Ahh!~ Fuck.." You moaned between gasps of air, eyes rolling back into your head as he finger-fucked you. It was actually pretty intense, more aggressive than usual but it didn't hurt. "Cum for me, let me see you let go all over my fingers." He spoke softly, yet his voice was filled with lust. You couldn't take it anymore, your peak reaching as your pleasure coated his fingers. Slowly, he withdrew his digits, bringing them to his lips before his soft pink tongue lapped at your release that coated his middle and index. "You're so sweet. Your all fulfilled but this is truely just the beginning." He hummed, patting your ass gently.

Characters || Fukuzawa, Dazai, Chuuya, Verlaine, Oda, Ango, Steinbeck, Nikolai, Fyodor, Shibusawa, Light, Eren, Wriothesley, Tartaglia, Diluc, Capitano, Pantalone, Dr. Ratio, Blade etc.

A/n; uhm.. I don't got much to say I'm so stressed but I need ppl to request for my 200 follower special and for uhm. Just in general for my November and December stuff since I won't be doing anything for Christians probably. Unless requested.

[levisforgottentea]

Switch Eren who is an absolute simp for reader, being super loud when he’s fucking into her

Who would even write about ere-

I LOVE YOU ANON😍😍‼️

Switch!! Eren who is an absolute fucking simp for reader, absolutely whipped. I cannot stress this enough. Absolutely WHIPPED. Like u see that speech about mikasa in the last rp? he is one obsessed babe. He would go absolutely feral just thinking about you. I just know he was biting the bars of his enclosure so hard😍

Switch!! Eren who tries subtly hinting to you that he’s whipped for u. Even Levi is invested at this point. I just know he’s the type to almost pull out his hair when you walk away, biting his fist from screaming and everything. (Might accidentally transform once or twice when he just got the powers)

Switch!! Eren who at the same time as he’s whipped, just wants to keep you so safe. Someone spoke badly about u? Man’s FIGHTING and he’s got them on the floor or something like ‘say it again. Fucking say it again’

Now onto season four Eren😍

Switch!! Eren who pulls you aside when you have important shit to do just to kiss you, feel you up before you leave him so fucking hot and bothered. He’s running laps. Might even kick his legs and giggle and twirl his long hair while talking to armin. (“Didn’t think you’d say something THAT pathetic”)

Switch!! Eren who finally manages to get a hold of you while you’re doing some rapports with Hanji and he just rips you from your work as he pulls you almost by the hair to his room. Throws you inside and absolutely munches. This man is such a munch I know it. Like I’m talking he has that pussy DRIPPING down his chin and he doesn’t care and just fucking leaves. If he had a beard it would be red like ginger. Omfg cannot get enough of it

Switch!! Eren who is finally done eating you out and you jump at the opportunity to get on top of him(lol if you have the strength after all that) and wrap a hand around his throat as you feel that grumble of his moans get caught. Man might even whimper as you choke him.

Switch!! Eren who is so easily fucked dumb as you ride him. He’s just nodding and agreeing to everything you say. He’s whipped. Then you switch positions and man has this pace like LAWD. And he’s loud, so loud. Not just the bed slamming but the whimpering. Man after all that he’s probably gonna be moved to that basement like in season 1 of the new hq. Captain Levi couldn’t look him in the eye for a few weeks after that.

Switch!! Eren who finally comes back to his thoughts and he smirk, biting his lip and slaps your ass so hard, yapping about how you’re all his when in reality you have him wrapped around your fingers.

Switch!! Eren who cums inside you, when he’s done you’re gonna pull your doe eyes “more please” and man is GONE. Rutting against you like an inexperienced virgin.

But when all comes crashing down he’s a good lover afterwards. Definitely clean you both up and help you to the bathroom.

“Stop watching me pee, Eren”

“You’re so pretty with those hickeys, and that bed head. You’re so gorgeous I’m gonna implode- you-“

“Shhh you’re so loud”

Then there’s a harsh slam against the bathroom door and a stern shut-the-fuck-up-it’s-4am from Levi

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AN: Bros the definition of 😍 love eren though. Thanks for putting the thought in my head👩‍🍳 ALSO MY FIRST ASK IN SO LONGGGGGG THANKS ANON😍

[luverine]

Creep~

18+ MDNI // noncon? // no proof read

He’s such a creep.

There are cameras hidden all over your apartment. He absolutely loves grabbing your used clothes, the smell of you is delicious.

He’s so tired of humping your pillow when you’re gone. He needs the real thing.

You.

All of you, he needs your mind, body, and soul.

Fuck his cock drools at everything you do. Washing the dishes? He comes. Sleeping? He’s creaming everywhere. Finishing up paperwork? Your hands god he needs them on his rock hard dick.

But here he is watching you through his monitor jerking himself off like some sad pervert. Come soaked tissues scattered around as well as pictures of you covering his wall.

When’s the last time he slept? Showered? Ate?

Who gives a damn he wants to be inside of you, be with you, have you forever. Your body never leaves his mind.

He strokes your face on the monitor. “You are fucking mine!”

꩜ LEON, Dabi, SHIGARAKI, Shoto, MEGUMI, Eren, ARMIN, JEAN, KÖNIG, Ghost ꩜

Likes, comments, reblogs appreciated ꩜

Divider credit cafekitsune

[kodi-time]

Currently thinking about rockstar!eren performing and seeing you in the crowd, and oh my lordy lord, let me tell you.

Eren had a show that night, and it was in a city pretty close to you. You'd purchased the tickets months ago when they'd first become available for early access. You prepped for this night for weeks. You rotated through three outfits before you finally picked the one you would wear, and it did not disappoint. You wore black and silver to match the theme of the album (as did many others), but there was something about you. Something that grabbed Eren's attention and held it there. He couldn't take his eyes off of you throughout the entire set. He wanted to know more about you, but he'd have to wait until after the show was finally over.

might turn this into a oneshot me thinks??

[huboi]

serpent’s tongue ♡.°୭̥ ୨୧

divider by @lil-liaa

╰┈➤ summary; aot guys pleasuring you with their split tongue

╰┈➤ includes; modern! au, gn! afab! reader (reader isn’t really mentioned much), oral (reader! receiving), face-sitting, hair pulling (character! receiving), 69, vouyerism(?) in porcos’ (he eats you out in front of reiner), finger-fucking, eren jeager, connie springer and porco galliard with a split tongue, everyone’s 18+

╰┈➤ a/n; pls lemme know if you have any issues with the tags (I don’t want to make people uncomfortable, that’s the last thing I want) minors DNFI this is 18+ content!, blank blogs dni. this can be read by anyone (eg. transmascs, non binary’s, poc etc.) apologies if this isn’t the best smut fic out there, I’m a bit rusty. also HAPPY EASTER to those that celebrate! hope you have plenty of chocolate this Easter <3

EREN JEAGER

eren is DESPERATE to have you sit on his face, just place your juicy cunt on his face, he doesn’t care. worried about taking his breath away? he doesn’t gaf, sit on his face already

he knows how to use his tongue, he may not have slept around much but he’s a quick learner, so he knows which buttons to push to make you reach your high quickly, his split tongue comes in perfect for doing the job, makes it 10x more pleasurable

tug on his hair, PLEASE, he’s a whore for having his hair pulled, like he’ll full on whimper whilst eating you out if you do that, and the vibrations just add so much more to the experience

oh btw if he’s grown a bit of facial hair, you bet your ass it just makes it feel 100x better, with the feeling of his stubble against your nether regions just😫

CONNIE SPRINGER

favourite position to eat you out is 69

he loves the feeling of your moans’ vibrating deliciously against his cock, it just gets him even more eager in the act

not only does he have a split tongue, but he also has a tongue piercing, so that means double the pleasure

loves tongue fucking you whilst rubbing his nose against your clit

he’s a very messy eater, I’m talking juices everywhere, from his entire face to his neck and chest area, you don’t know how the hell he manages to get it there but it’s hot either way

PORCO GALLIARD

porco is probably the worst when it comes to containing his urges

like when you’re at a party, my guy’s one minute away from tearing your bottom half clothes clean off and diving straight into that pussy

he has a massive oral fixation, like massive

one time when you guys were at reiners’, casually hanging out and porco just had to drag you into reiners’ room (he was in the living room) and eat you out there, finger fucking you whilst desperately licking at your clit with his split tongue

reiner, not knowing what he was walking into, entered the room, a blush evident on his cheeks at the sight of porco in between your legs, slurping your juices as if he was parched

you obviously noticed reiner first, feeling a rush of excitement at the knowledge of someone, your boyfriends’ hot friend, watching you in such a lewd position

porco removed his mouth, causing you to whine at the sudden halt in pleasure

“are ya’ gonna stand there, gaping like a fish? or are ya’ gonna watch?” porco huffed out, clearly pussy drunk, before shoving his mouth back where it belongs

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