#sasha does shit her pants

[swagging-back-to]

the scene where the rest of erens class choose to become scouts is SO fucking dramatic. they act like they're simba's father facing down the herd of stampeding buffalo. Jean has a whole entire breakdown and screams out.

all for what? peer pressure? you have faced down literal titans and have almost died and you're worried about peer pressure from the LITERAL faceless crowd? grow up. fucking babies.

[queenbeehistoria]

AOT Girls + throwing it back

THE SCENARIO:

It is Historia's birthday, and she decides to have her little get together at a club. The girls are enjoying themselves when all of a sudden, they hear some music that gets them hype <- (click here ;)

(for those who are mobile readers, the song is called gitty up by sissy nobby)

୨�� MIKASA ⎯୧

- she's nervous to do anything because clubbing is out of her nature.

- mikasa isn't full blown twerking but she might do a little shake, a little shy girl twerk.

- maybe she'll shake a cheek or two

୨⎯ SASHA ⎯୧

- this (above) or she's throwing it in a circle (hands behind her head and everything)

- connie taught her how to shake something so she won't be looking a fool in the club.

- if niccolo's there (probably kitchen shift), he's hyping her up

- she has to get something to eat afterwards

୨⎯ ANNIE ⎯୧

- hitch makes her get up because that little shimmy in her seat isn't doing NOTHING.

- annie gets a drink, and she's shaking ass like her life depends on it.

- she twerks hella aggressively. like the girl is about to break her bones if she does it any harder.

- her shit still be bouncing tho 😭

୨⎯ HISTORIA ⎯୧

- she's throwing hella ass and she's making it ymir is catching it ALL

- historia can throw it every direction she can imagine.

- AND HER SHIT IS DEFINITELY MOVING

- i feel like historia is one of those people who sticks out her tongue when she starts twerking

୨⎯ HITCH ⎯୧

- twerking everywhere. on the walls, the floors, on annie, the tables, just everything.

- hitch most def sticks out her tongue when she twerks

- one of the girls have to pull her skirt down for the umpteenth time because hitch's skirt WILL go up

- that liquor hit and all that decorum go out the window. pants coming down, skirt rising up. all you see is just a pink thong shaking.

- somebody got twerked on that night (it was annie)

୨⎯ YMIR ⎯୧

- she can shake a little something, but she refuses to do it in public.

- however, she can catch whatever historia's throwing.

- hands on storia's hips, she's getting it INNNN

- they def got down and dirty when the night ended

୨⎯ PIECK ⎯୧

- she genuinely doesn't know how to twerk

- she ends up looking that gif of tina trying to twerk. my girl just breaking her back

- she's TRYING her best. her HARDEST. like it's okay, baby. go take a seat for me. not everybody can shake something.

୨⎯ YELENA ⎯୧

- she hears the song and she's trying her hardest not to let a single ass shaking bone come out.

- yelena's outside of the club recruiting people to join her cult. booty cheeks cletching, the girl standing like she frozen.

- she's sweating mentally. this is yelena, and she's not going to be seen shaking anything esc not her tush.

- then they played THAT song. the universal ass shaking song. the song that can anyone break. back that azz up...

- she definitely backed that ass up, and she managed to get three drunk people to join her cult 😭

- if annie's aggressive, yelena's the final boss. people don't know if they wanna hype her up or tell her to stop. like calm down, miss thing.

- there is no footage of this said event because whenever someone even thought abt pulling out a phone, she's immediately sprinting at them. and nobody tryna see a 6'3 woman in a suit chase after them at full speed.

[chososlittlecrybaby]

𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐊

⇣⇢⇢ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍’𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐒𝐎 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏 𝐈𝐍, 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄

⇢⇢⇢⇢ Degrading, dacryphilia, rough sex, oral, cheater! reader, side chick! Sasha, choking, spitting mentioned, mean! Sasha, edging, fingering, Smoking, drinking, use of strap on, backshots, Masc!Sasha

⇢ “So, How are you and Yelena?” Your best friend also known as Sasha asked. “God, why do you always bring her up?” You said. Yelena really wasn’t the best girlfriend you could ask for. Your relationship started off as good until she tried to keep the fact that she was seeing other people from you.

You took a puff of your blunt. “mmh I was just asking baby.” She said, while taking a sip from her red cup. “I don’t know how you drink , that shit’s horrible.“ You said, passing the blunt to Sasha. “Distracts me from reality “ Sasha laughed. “I’m joking!” She took a puff and let the smoke out in your face. “Asshole.” You said, giving her a quick kiss on the lips. Sasha put out the blunt in the ashtray and turned her body to you.

“You know, if Yelena catches you, you’re in deep shit” She whispered in your ear before grabbing your neck and kissing you. You broke away for a tiny second, “yeah but what can she do?” You said , going back into the kiss.

The kiss was long and passionate, but Sasha was getting rougher and rougher as time went on. Sasha then switched from your lips to your jaw then to your neck leaving your skin filled with red marks. You let out a little moan.

Sasha moved her hand down to the waist band of your boxers, which were also Sasha’s. “You’re so pretty baby.” Sasha said, stuffing her hand in ‘ your’ boxers, circling two fingers around your clit. “mm Sasha.. keep going” you moaned. Sasha just stared into your eyes. Something inside her clicked.

“Wait here.” Sasha said, before taking her hand out of your boxers. She looked for something inside her book bag. You waited impatiently, you just wanted her to fuck you already. “Sasha hurry!” You pleaded. Her eyes shot to yours sending a shiver down your spine. “Shut up and be patient.” She said sternly, and went back into digging in her book bag until she found what she was looking for.

It was a purple strap.

“You remember the good ole’ days where i’d have you fucked out and crying with this? “ Sasha said waving it around. She slid back over to you taking your undergarments off and just leaving you with her white hoodie that read “Backwoods” in red. Sasha laid down on her stomach, in between your legs, grabbing both of your thighs. “I gotta get a taste before I fuck this filthy cunt.” Sasha licked at your clit and began sucking on it. “Sasha! F-Faster!” You squealed. She stuffed her tongue in your cunt to get a feel of your gushy walls. She nipped and toyed with your clit with her tongue sticking two fingers into your cunt making a scissoring motion.

You screamed out. The pleasure was just too good. You didn’t know what to do anymore. Sasha groaned in your pussy sending vibrations to your clit. “S-Sasha ‘m gonna cum!” You said, the heat in your thighs and stomach building up. Sasha quickly got up stopping your orgasm from happening. “Why.. why would you do that?” You said, panting. “Because I don’t want the fun to end right away” Sasha said, with a nasty grin.

“Turn around, face down ass up.” Sasha commanded. You obeyed, turning around placing your knees on the bed and putting your face into the pillows. You made sure to part a arch in your back just how Sasha likes it.

“Damn, you’re really a slut aren’t you?” Sasha said, adjusting her strap. “Only for you..” You said. Sasha slapped your ass. “Yeah and for that son of a bitch Yelena.” “Does she know you get your cunt stuffed by me? Does she know that I fuck you straight and send you home limping?” Sasha said, smacking your ass and putting the tip of the strap in your dripping cunt. “Or do you go back to her and let her feel the same pussy that I spit in almost every other day?” Sasha whispered before pounding into you. Sasha grabbed your braids and yanked you back spitting on your lower back watching it slide into your cunt.

“Fuck Yelena, you’re mine, and mine alone.” She said speeding up the pace. You cried, unable to form any sentences. Sasha grabbed your phone and went to the camera app pressing the record button.

She recorded her thrusting into you, as your ass jiggled from the impact. The way her strap slowly went into you and she would start going fast again. She smacked your ass a couple more times before she decided to say something for the video.

“You see this Yelena? I’m fucking your bitch. You couldn’t give her a good fuck so I had to step in, only as the side chick of course.”

Deep in my Sasha era 💔

[astrals-and-pirates]

pentiment monks but drag race

(with @boredom-reigns )

THE JUDGES PANEL:

Brother Piero - the main judge, encouraging and well crafted critiques

Mother Ceclila - the most motherly and encouraging of the judges, can be stern when needed

Brother Aedoc - the shadiest judge, questionable critiques but makes for great tv

THE QUEENS:

Brother Volkbert - the porkchop, fairly new queen, tries her best but too girlfail to succeed

Brother Lukas - second elim, baby queen, survives her first lipsync vs Volkbert but not against anyone else

Father Gernot - the mean queen who thinks she's being cunty but everyone (including the fandom) hates bcs shes elitist and selfish, everyone cheers when shes eliminated and she becomes notorious for being a mess on social media

Sister Amalie - early out queen bc of her lack of experience, beloved by the fans due to her tragic backstory, has a major glowup and becomes the dark horse frontrunner in an all stars season

Prior Ferenc - a seasoned queen whos reputation goes down during the show bcs he commits sabotage

Brother Sebhat - victim of the non-white snatch game curse :(((, fan favorite leading up to the elimination

Brother Wojslav - mostly safe, wins miss congeniality

Sister Margarette - the underdog of the season, does fine but has some really funny moments, sweet but also takes no shit and gives it to you straight, gains a sizeable fandom after her elimination

Brother Matheiu - forms an alliance with brother rüdeger, is mostly safe with some flop moments, is forced to lipsync against rüdeger which is deeply tragic but they kiss during the lipsync and its iconic

Brother Rüdeger - talent/variety show winner with a sapphira cristal level opera performance, timid queen but really shows off her stuff, spirals after Mathieu is eliminated and is eliminated next

Andreas Maler - narrator of the season and knows the tea abt everyone, production favorite, comes back for all stars but is an early out bcs of her act ii depression (music theater twink in his original season, depressed trade for all stars)

TOP FOUR:

Brother Florian - hidden talents queen, is super humble but turns out the most suprising looks and performances, isnt afraid to learn from critique, constantly references her deeplore but doesnt expound on it, driving redditors insane; trade of the season (im deeply biased shut up)

Brother Guy - the meanest hater in the most entertaining way possible, throws the most shade but cant take it back, gets into a fight with judge aedoc and the clip goes viral, production keeps her around bcs she makes good tv

Sister Zdena - THE SEXIEST, THE CUNTIEST, THE BADDEST; runway queen of the season and snatch game winner, throws the most legendary lines and is also the narrator alongside andreas, runner up on this season but wins all stars, fan favorite

MOTHER(!!!) Illuminata - cecilia's drag daughter, zdena's drag mother, shade sniper and reading (haha) challenge winner, only has to give you a stern look to make you piss ur pants, turns out interesting and insightful looks, wise and eloquent activist, long deserved winner, sasha colby vibes

BONUS:

Father Thomas - casted and filmed the season before being promptly edited out for his problematic behavior

[steddieyes]

Daddy issues, Mommy issues. He's got issues, doesn't he?

Part 1 of my new Arlo fic :)

She drops the fucking cards, all of-

"No- stop that, stop." He sighs leaning forward to rest his face in his hand before getting up with a huff.

"I'm jus' gone have a little bit of private time, jus' one moment.." he says with a faked, happy tone an smile. Not denting that it's faked anymore.

As Arlo walks away and behind the set of hit Tv30 kids show 'Magic FunHouse', all that is heard is a raw, loud "FUUUUUUUUUCK!" before loud footsteps grow quieter and quieter. The show left on and running.

-

"That fuckin' bitch, embarrassing me like that in front of- move!" He mutters to himself as he strips of his disguise 'Mr. Marble', who the fuck even thinks of that, I mean really. A fucking marble is what I could come up with? I'm such a fucking idiot.

"Oh, hey. So Arlo- what the hell!?" Sasha backs up with a sour expression as Arlo shoves by, throwing off his wig and hat as if it was offending him to the highest degree.

"I don’t want to hear it Sacha, fuck off"

And, okay, rude. Arlo's an asshole and all, but he 's never been this bitter towards her, not even when… she's supposed to be his friend.

"Arlo-??"

But he's gone and out of sight before there's any more protest to be had.

-

With stomping feet he rushes past Sasha, save for their fucked interaction, but right now he just want to. Just doesn’t. He can feel like shit about talking to Sasha like that later, right now he just wants to get home and away from all this fucking coulor. Which, great. It was the uber driver that he'd had on the fucking show, way to go numbnuts. Walking home again, aren't you smart.

*

"I don’t want to be heere, my feet huuurt" he whines, tugging on his moms pant leg as he looks up to her with a pout. He never really liked the park, always had to play by himself in the sand. Nobody else wanted to play astronauts with him.

"Who don't you go play with the others, sweetie? I'm sure they wont mind, hun." His mother, Darla, sweetly says. A not-so-there smile on her face.

"But momm-"

"Arlo. You're a big boy now, go play with the others. Daddy said your his big strong boy, okay? Show 'em that you are." She says with a softer tone, bending down to wipe the mud off of Arlo's cheek with the reassurance. But even at six, Arlo knew that wasn't true. Mommy and Daddy fight all the time, Ms.Bory said so too.

With a huff and a deeper pout, he stomps off into the sand. His little feet making a small thud as he marches over to the swing set hoping to find a friend. But nothing's ever been easy for little Arlo, has it. Looking up from his journey to the swings, he sees a little girl getting pushed off some sort of box. So /that's/ where the music was coming from. But before he can come to that full realisation, he sees five kids ganging up on that girl and throwing hackey sacks at her. Her singing was nice, and he didn't like that it was gone now.

Without a second thought, he stands up as tall as he can, and stomps on over to the bullies. Punching one square in the nose just like he seen Daddy do to make the man at the arcade to give Arlo his tickets back. That man was loud, but so is he.

Nodding to himself he moves onto the next one and does the same thing. Quickly moving to punch the other in the gut, uppercutting the next just like he seen that wrestler guy do, and head butting the last boy. Daddys big, strong boy. Didn’t even cry this time, even if he hurt his nose hurting the last boy.

"Thank you, my hero!"

Arlo turn his head to see the girl stepping down off her box with a smile and an arm held out politely.

He nods a little to himself at seeing her and does the same, because that's the right thing he's supposed to do, right?

"I'm Arlo, Arlo Dittman" he says looking down to her hand before quickly remembering 'its not polite to not look someone in the eyes, sweetie'.

"Sacha, Sacha Barbican" the girl says with a grateful smile, shaking Arlo's hand.

"ARLO-!" A voice yells from across the park, breaking the peace and staring at the two as she approaches.

"Arlo, it's time to go, honey" she says with a sweeter… fake, tone. A cracked smile to match with it it, too.

Later that day, Arlo had Sacha over for dinner. Mom heard all about how he was a big boy today and helped Sacha from trouble, but dear old Dad wasn't having it. Especially not when Sacha went as far as to compliment Moms cooking.

"Oh fuck you, /she/ microwaved it-"

He knows better than to act shocked, but he thought that- he thought that his time might be different…

"It's because you haven't fixed the goddamn oven! I am so sick of-"

"OH IM GONNA KILL YA BITCH-!"

Turning to quickly grab Sacha's hand, he knew it was time to go when Mom and Dad started to reach for each others neck over the table. Mom said he wasn’t supposed to know that part happened.

"I'm sorry my Mom an Dad had too much juice today and became expressive.." he says with a slightly sad, but sorry, tone.

"Thank you for rescuing me from my two bad situations today" Sacha says, sitting across from him on the sidewalk with a cool-aid, one of the cool blue ones. But he always preferred the red.

"You can count on me Sacha" he says with a new smile as he raises his red cool-aid in the air to cheers, to celebrate getting out of their situations together.

[codenamehazard]

.:Bittersweet:.

Chapter 29: Bittersweet

[TW: MENTIONS OF LOSS]

Hey guys! I can't believe I'm one chapter away from the big 3-0 of my story! It still blows me away hoe far this story has come and I have you all to thank!

I've been chomping at the bit to write this chapter and the next as they're the stepping stones to something super exciting! I hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Without further delay, let's jump in!

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The sun is now high in the sky as we had finally gotten to Junk Food Alley after having to take a breather. I didn’t want to, I just wanted to get some food and get back to the hospital, but having world upending information dropped onto you like a metric fuckton of dynamite into your brain tends to make one need to sit down to process everything.

After our orders were placed and a small wait, Crow and I sat at a table while Mako’s getting our food. There’s a bit of an awkward silence between us as aside from the Corrodium conversation, we really didn’t have much to talk about and if I’m to be honest? I don’t think my brain can handle any more surprises.

I fidget with my hands as I pop electricity between my fingertips. Crow doodles on her pants with a permanent marker. Interesting choice of relaxation but I’ve seen weirder.

“Do I know you from somewhere…?” I hear Crow pipe up, I turn my head towards her and tilt it.

“Do I look familiar?” I question. Crow’s about to answer, but Mako returns with the food and the question is quickly dropped in favor of the carnival snacks. I take mine and thank Mako for getting it before taking a couple of bites and everyone else tucks in.

The funnel cakes are perfect, golden brown, crisp to perfection and the powdered sugar piled high wraps it up with a nice bow. The churros are equally delicious and crunchy, the sweetness of the sugar and the spice of the cinnamon dance on my tongue. Both carnival snacks hit the spot when it comes to my sweet-tooth.

Yet… Even with as good as they are… I struggle to fully enjoy my food as I poke the funnel cake with a churro. My mind too busy trying to process everything to truly savor the food the way it deserves.

It feels like the onslaught of thoughts is never-ending, I’m drowning in a sea of new information and the waves crash me into rocky crags and cliffs before pulling me back out into the deep just to do it again. All of this while I’m trying to swim for my damn life. Desperately trying to sort out everything, make sense of it.

In the maelstrom, a familiar question rings out once more. Questions of twisted minds and warped bodies. What corrupts what. Does the power itself corrupt or is it merely a catalyst for something already there?

Now there’s a new variable, Corrodium. An element that turns this question on its head.

Typically when this question comes up, I think of those whose powers twisted them. Sasha driven mad, Alden in his rage… Even I’m twisted by my own power. Blood red eyes glare out when I’m angry, my skin desaturates to a sickly pale when about to unleash the full salvo of my power on whatever unlucky bastard decided to royally piss me off.

Yet now, with this Corrodium, there’s something that can turn a half-way decent person into a monster. It’s the body breaking the mind.

The only thing I can recall that could do anything remotely close to what Corrodium does was that bug-bastard Bertrand. Using his powers to turn people into those Swamp things, nothing more than feral animals that imprint on the first person they see. This Corrodium shit? It makes that seem like a kindness.

The worst part? This is a metal, a physical thing with no will or motive. Something that was either made by accident or, what I’m more inclined to believe, made on purpose. Or it’s something that’s natural and mined from the goddamn ground.

Feels like every time I’m starting to get an iota of an understanding of a Conduit’s power and its connection to their humanity, something else comes up and pulls the rug right out from under me.

And to top it all off, there’s a slight… Undercurrent of anger, a fury towards feelings I don’t understand, but it quickly gets washed away by another crashing wave of confusion.

I can hear the girls chattering away, but my mind is so full of… Well, everything… That I really can’t process what they’re going on about. I can hear Crow giving Mako hell about not giving me a “Wildlander 101” and how Bear taught her better while Mako tries to appease the irritated Water Conduit with a promise of rectifying that situation later tonight. Great… More information for my already overclocked brain to process, information I should have known in the first place apparently.

Better late than never I guess, but I will have a stern talk with the Shark later as I thought we had addressed this very problem back in Droptown.

I stare down at my half-eaten funnel cake as I poke at it with a churro, every now and again taking bites of the fried dough stick. More chatter… Mako has a boyfriend? Huh… Good for her, I guess. Hope she gets to spend time with him, whoever he is.

A squeal rips through the air as I am mid-bite on my churro, ripping me out of my mental fog and nearly making me choke. I look with wide eyes to see what the hell she’s screaming about.

Shining in the sun, a familiar shape wraps around Crow’s ring finger. A band of silver that appears to be marbled with something I can only describe as solid light, glowing a warm gold. There’s no doubting what it is, and the sight of it brought a pain that made the searing blast of the Ray Sphere and the absolute agony of the RFI ripping me apart feel like soothing balm.

An engagement ring…

All I can do is stare at the band as Mako starts gushing about the metal ring and Crow explains about how some guy named “Ezra” proposed to her in a sunflower field. I can’t make out any other details as the sound of static starts to rise in my ears.

I slouch back in the chair as the girls continue on about the prenuptials. My eyes can only stare ahead as the static drowns out everything. I can feel my heart pound and ache, my mind begins to race faster than before, then comes the laughter.

The cruel, mocking laughter.

His voice cackles as my hand slips into a pocket, my fingertips ghosting over the surface of a small, smooth box. I didn’t need to pull it out, I knew what it is by heart. I have pulled it out countless times before on cold, unforgiving nights. A relic of a time that will never come to pass, a reminder of what that bastard took away from me. Of a life robbed.

The ring I would have proposed to Trish with in Memorial Park on our anniversary.

Memories flicker before my eyes like a flipbook: of all the good times we shared through the years, all the grueling and hellish extra hours and shifts I pulled in my courier job just so I could save up enough money to buy the ring, the nights I stayed up… Fretting, planning, even practicing with a chair as a stand in so I could make the moment absolutely perfect for the woman who would be my forever.

Then come the memories of my world falling apart: of the Blast, of how Trish blamed me for her sister’s death because just because some TV jacker said I was the one who set the bomb off… Of hearing her scream as she fell to her death… How I couldn’t save her… And then his face. A decrypted mirror of my own, laughing at my misery.

It didn’t help that the woman with the ring looked so much like Trish…

“My my, what a beautiful ring.” That damned voice hisses in my ear. My body instinctively tenses, my jaw locking and biting down as my arms fold across my chest. “It’s a shame, really. If you had just followed the path I had set for you, you wouldn’t be seeing this.”

“Shut up, old bastard.” I growl back in my head, trying my hardest not to curl my lips and bare my teeth.

“Poor little boy.” He snickers. “You could have had peace, but you decided to be a defiant little shit. Now this is the price you must pay. I’m just here to remind you.”

“You don’t deserve happiness and you never will, you forfeited it the moment you dared to step out of line.”

The voice echos as I quietly scoff at the girls’ joy, whatever good mood I had now drained, leaving bitterness in its place. I roll my eyes at Mako squealing about god knows what when something catches my eye. Something very out of place hiding under a balloon stall. Something with white fur and ruby eyes.

… Is that a fucking rabbit? With antlers??

Confusion overtakes me as I look around. Nobody seems to notice this prey animal with headgear under the stall even though the jade white fur makes it stand out like a sore thumb against the shadows and the red dirt. I couldn’t help but to shake my head and rub my eyes to see if maybe I am actually going insane, but nope. That rabbit’s still there

“Hey uh… Sorry to interrupt the wedding talk…” I blurt out as I turn to face the girls who have apparently been staring at me for a bit. “But… Do you see that weird-ass rabbit?”

“Pardon me?” Crow questions with a look of confusion, oh god, she probably thinks I’m out of it.

“Yeah, there’s a rabbit under that stall just staring at us.”

The two girls lean over to where I’m pointing as I silently hope they could see it, a confirmation that I’m not going crazy. The two girls look at each-other before giving the other knowing glances. My eyes narrow as Mako looks at me with a Cheshire smile.

“Well? Better go catch it!” She says with a coy tone. I give her a questioning look before looking back at the rabbit again and…

Did that fucker just stick its tongue out at me? Oh it’s fucking on, Thumper!

[thevampiresoc]

ramble. under read more. also fixed pacing.

starting off with the ogs diego/gumball and doug those two. god. depressed jester to silly neighborhood old man pipeline. in canon he works at a library now where he sometimes puts on puppet shows. doug is no longer pathetic scared man he teaches geology for fun and as clean-up crew for crime scenes for normal. old probably 58? now? men living with peace and letting their past not get to them. and then matthew and sasha. god . their beef went from like "that purple doesnt match your pants" & "your hairs a mess" to geniune death threats and "YOU WERE MARRIED TO A DRUG SMUGGLER WHO'S SKIN WAS WHITER THAN SNOW" & "I'M NOT LISTENING TO A MAN UNDER 5'5" WHO CAN'T COUNT HIGHER THAN 8 IN ENGLISH WITHOUT USING HIS FINGERS". potato knows whos who. matthew 'ohh good lord what the fuck' to 'i'm PROBABLY traumitized but my boss wants me to go clean the Scary Hallway so I can't think about that right now' domino effect. is it affect? idfc. im in here saying bullshit. speaking of bullshit sasha went from "... please try and get better" to "*grabs you by your eye sockets* You Are Going To Stop Eating Twice A Day. Full Meals Are Not Just Seven Ritz Crackers™️©️ And Sour Cream."

and its great.

she still does taxidermy and murder. taxidermy's her side-job since she works as a welder now. shes in there with blowtorches welding shit. your car needs repairs? shes got it boss. oh yeah matthew working as a knight in rp-1 is funny if you consider how his main job went from freddy fazbears janitor to comfortably retired lighthouse keeper. OHHHHH CHARLES I ALMOST FORGOT CHARLES he died in canon. not really. you ever get zombied. yeah jhe got zombied. i should start breaking this up but i cant

snapshot at the start of the rp was just. fucked up guy with a dead wife and platoon with a pet mouse droid. he went into a coma so he didnt participate in order 66 and misses his wife. alot. but NOW? NOW???

okay so imagine walking out of a hospital room, disorented as shit and you go to find your wife jedi and fellow clones and when you DO find them shes just cut one in half with her light saber. Turning to you with fear, she almost chops your head off but you stumbling back and showing that your unarmed gets her to stop. "It was self defense," the jedi pleads for you to understand as your blood flows into your mouth, preventing you from screaming but you want to scream, need to scream.

You both are uneasy and fearful, trying to calm down. Order 66, something you just thought of as a far off nightmare to enact, had happened a mere few minutes ago.

years later, probably a decade, the tragedity now only becoming stale on your mind- a healing wound to your already mangled brain- you had been cut off from the "empire", hiding on fucking HOTH of all planets. You managed, sure, but it was still hoth… "Your" Jedi, surviving by faking her own death with you saying you had killed her, picking you up randomly only to tell you that your being relocated to a terrestrial planet. So called 'Retirement' in some barely populated town, living on a farm. Great.

nottt much really changed except for TMCs status. just that they upgraded from living in a shitty one room apartment to a still shitty apartment where the bedroom, living room, dining room and bathroom were seperate rooms. also parents. good for it.

neeed to traumitize that war machine

anyways my ocs going from eueueueuuuu to Can You Shut Up im going to Kill You With My Bare Hands is funny

conffession sometimes i watered downn my oc when using them. im shouting into the void but do you guys think you could handle he/him sasha. i feel like if i ever rp again with any of you itd be hell because ive just done so much stupid ass writing with my little sillies. like andreas' kingdom got slightly more fucked but id keep it silly for yall

[cult-of-the-eye]

streets????? It's not the worst poem I've ever heard

OMG MARTIN K BLACKWOOD

God I can't get over his fake little middle name

OMG TIM

ha help him Vs stop him

I love how their view of Jon differs so much and they're both sort of right because they both only have a certain amount of information about what's going on

He's never gonna speak to us again

My poor boy is so stressed about Jon I don't think that's the most pressing matter here

Jesus Christ Martin doesn't believe the institute is supernatural?

I guess he would have no reason to cause he'd probably think they were protecting him against Prentiss not anything bad

Omg tims on the money for all of it

OH WHAT THE FUCK

That's so unsettling oh my god

NOT SASHA???

Oh my god Martin he goes down into the tunnels my dude

WHY DID HE TAKE MICHAELS DOOR

He sounds like he's about to cry

My bro really can't think of a stronger expletive than damn

LET HIM SAY FUCK

yeah you are a fucking idiot

Although it makes sense that he couldn't see it cause none of it makes sense, he's trying to piece together shit and half the pieces are missing and there's someone with a knife to his throat of course he's gonna mess it up

Here comes the guilt wahoo

OH SHIT FUCK

"oh christ" my bro is so Oxford posh even when threatened by the prospect of death

What does Martin want? I never actually thought about that

OMG HES SO ANGRY

I love angry Martin!!!

YES KING SPIT THE TRUTH

IT IS FAIR TO WANT EVERYTHING TO BE OK!!! TIM HAS BEEN PUSHING EVERYONE AWAY!!!

MICHAEL????

Sport??? Oh god that's terrifying

Hang on?? Martin my dude what do you think you're gonna do

"Martin look at his hands!!!"

There's two of us and one of you - my bro canonically thinks he can take on someone in a fight (strong Martin K Blackwood supremacy)

SHIT THE DOOR

THE LAUGHTER OH MY GOD

THE PIPEEE THE INFAMOUS PIPEE

oh god he's getting louder

I'm gonna cry

HE DOESNT REMEMBER WHAT SHE LOOKS LIKE OH GOD IM GONNA CRY

Fucking hell this is terrifying

"Reliable old Sasha" NO THATS SO DEVASTATING

THEY KNEW HER BUT NOT ENOUGH TO KNOW THAT THERE WAS SOMETHING WRONG BUT THAT WASNT THEIR FAULT EITHER OH GOD

THE VOICES THE FUCKING VOICES

I'm going to wear you?? I'm going to wear everything you are?? Like you never existed?? And it will hurt?? IT HURT SASHA

FUCK IM GOING TO CRY

"SHUT UP"

JON I LOVE YOU BUT YOURE SO STUPID BUT ALSO UNDERSTANDABLE PLEASE GET OUT OF THERE

FUCK FUCK FUCK

Oh god the noise is making my ears hurt

The fucking panting

"You like stories"

A nasty man tricked the monster and wrapped it into table

Who??? Jurgen leitner???

Friends?? (Breekon and hope?)

Biggest eyes enemies (stranger hates eyes? Or web hates eyes? What??)

Steal it's secrets

"Stupid arrogant little man"

Nah bro my man is insecure as fuck

Oh shit that laughter

You're nothing...even I could make a better archivist than you??

Fuck off not sasha

I'm sorry Martin, and Tim and Sasha

God I love him I love that in his last moments he's apologising

Will I really become the archivist?? (What's so special about the archivist?? Why do I feel like it's capitalised??)

Please don't kill me

MY POOR BOY

IM LITERALLY SOBBING

What the fuck just happened

WHO THE FUCK IS THAT

EHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK

Gonna listen to mag 79 tonight and tell you guys my reactions wish me luck

[missmeinyourbones]

i would literally kill for headcannons about the AOT boys’ (and girls and Hange too tbh) preferences in women atm, and written by you because your headcannons actually make me cackle out loud, and are so well-written and profoundly accurate. i’m feeling introspective like… who would really be into what traits? what shit actually captivates and attracts them? what little quirks allow someone to catch their eye? you seem to have such a well-rounded and thorough understanding of the characters so i thought i’d ask if that’s something you’d be interested in writing about<3

how fun!!!! here are a few thoughts on the matter…of course all personality and character traits, no physical ones :)

eren likes a s/o who’s a lil crazy LOL he likes spontaneity and fearlessness….he likes when someone is quick to say yes to new things or has a crazy story to tell at a party—he’s automatically pulled in by extroverted people. you tell him about how you pierced your own ear once or gave urself a stick and poke tattoo and he is horny on the spot

armin likes a s/o who’s a bit snippy, a bit dominant—he likes someone who knows what they want and isn’t afraid to fight for their own fairness. likes when someone keeps him on his toes with their quickness and brashness. ur at a party and someone accidentally bumps into him and doesn’t say sorry and you go right up to them like “you hit him, you owe him an apology” and he has to mentally muster up all of his strength not to get hard LOL

mikasa likes a gentle s/o, maybe a bit soft spoken and dreamy (kinda like her) who is very protective of and attentive to her. she’s used to being the giver—being the one to fill others cups with her own empty pot. when you put her first, above others and yourself (like she has done her whole entire life), she feels like it’s too good to be true. she loves someone who can prove that doting doesn’t have to mean weak—you can be sweet and salty, soft and driven

similar to armin, jean likes a s/o who’s a little mean LMFAOOO not like actually mean but he just loves to be walked like a dog. he loves a s/o that can “wear the pants in the relationship” and he can just sit back and be like wow...thats hot LOL. loves someone who can hold their own, as well as his own (even tho they dont have to be any means, he just thinks its attractive) he’s always been second choice so he loves someone standing up for him. someone hits on him and ur like “he’s my boyfriend :) do you not have fucking eyes?” and he’s literally mind body and soul all yours in that moment LOL. he admires someone who is straightforward and a bit aggressive with what they want/like

connie likes someone who can match his energy while simultaneously looking out for him and making sure he’s not being stupid lmfao. he loves someone who is willing try new things with him or express interest in something that he likes! but then when he gets a bit too into it and is about to make a bad decision, he appreciates when you hold him back. hes like “lets go out to the bar and see some friends tonight!” and ur like “yes! how fun!” and then you get there and hes like “i am gonna get so drunk, bartender gimme a round of shots!” and ur like “no, you have work tomorrow” and hes all “🫡🫡🫡 yes boss” he just loves to trust you blindly, his fav thing about you is knowing that you always do whats best for him

sasha likes someone who is patient. patience and kindness are so important to her!!!! she always tries to put her best foot forward and be kind to all without reasoning, so when her s/o does the same thing to her???? shes folding. shes often overlooked for being “slow” or “stupid” so when you praise her and treat her with respect, or take a moment to explain something to her instead of overlooking it, she appreciates that so so so so much. she is so attracted to someone who is genuine and caring and communicative....she loves to repay you for all you do (esp in the bedroom, shes a giver ;P )

hange is attracted to responsibility and stability. they need a s/o who will remind them to eat, go to bed, shower, etc. they love knowing that someone is looking out for their best interest, that they are someone’s first priority in a way as sweet and intimidate as domestic little errands or chores. they like someone who is attentive and observant—someone who remembers the little details of their tangents and asks them to further elaborate on something that intrigued them. hange loves effort

levi likes a clingy s/o….yes i think he’s overwhelmed at first bc he’s not used to receiving attention and openly accepting love in forms of physical or verbal affirmations…but once he experiences it, he’s addicted. he loves a s/o who always wants to be around him, touching him, resting on him, always near and with him in some capacity. he likes the permanence of a life long commitment to someone. he is so so so incredibly attracted to loyalty…the thought of you choosing him to spend the rest of your life with makes him literally feral

reiner likes a supportive s/o bc i think he needs a lot of reassurance and validation :/ he likes someone who will constantly verbally remind him of their love for him. likes a communicative and doting s/o. he’s such a big baby—you scratch his back when he’s laying down and the intimacy of the simple act has him tearing up like you’re scratching my back??? of all peoples backs you could be scratching??? 🥹🥹 he needs help lol

porco likes to be the boss of someone, or rather think that he’s being the boss of someone (when he’s in reality not in control at all lmfao) ive said this a handful of times but he likes to be the fun police. likes to watch over you, let you have your fun but stop you when you’re being too reckless (kinda the opposite of connie), likes to be the one to pull you in and say ok that’s enough 🤨 or what am i gonna do with you 🤨 when in reality he is wrapped around ur lil finger, constantly thinking about you and if youre ok / having fun

[kurosaaki]

HEAVEN’S SOUNDS — AOT GIRLS.

A compilation of how the aot girls’s moans sound like

WARNINGS: nsfw—smut under the cut (+16), mentions of sex, fingering and oral sex. brief mention of cheating at the end.

CHARACTERS: mikasa, annie, pieck, sasha, ymir, historia, hitch, yelena, carla

A/N: let’s go lesbians let’s go🤸🏻‍♀️

TAGS: @godessofbucky @yaggmurwrites @cirigiri @kyun-luv

MIKASA ACKERMAN

feeble and melodic.

her moans sound just like how living in heaven with an angel would sound. her little pants and high-pitched squeals when you touch her most sensitive zones makes you feel butterflies. she’s so vulnerable at the touch of your hands on her body, she feels trapped in an endless maze of pleasure whenever your fingers reach that sweet spot, she gets lost when the waves of pleasure hit her—and there’s no doubt on the fact that she would call out your name whenever that happens.

“i love you, i love you so much” “‘m yours, all yours”

ANNIE LEONHARDT

quiet and smooth.

annie doesn’t like being loud. the only sound you’d get from her are heavy breaths. but if you know how to touch her, you might hear those soft, low whimpers. that being said, the marleyan warrior likes to curse under her breath while you go down on her—it’s her weak point, and if you want to hear her demanding voice praise you, you should eat her out like you’re starved.

“so good” “fuck”

SASHA BRAUS

eager and insistent.

sasha loves every movement you make when you’re taking care of her: from moving slowly your hands down her back and undressing her slowly to pressing your lips on the crook of her neck—her weak spot. she’s not afraid to moan your name out loud when you leave a mark on her collarbone, and she’d definetely sigh sweetly when you kiss her tummy. you’d feel her goosebumps when your fingers touch her wetness, shaky legs opening for you. sasha braus would search for her orgasm like a lost puppy, her brown eyes always looking at you, begging you to help her find nirvana.

“please, give me more!” “need you right now”

PIECK FINGER

soft and exquisite.

pieck’s moans are like hearing the melody of a harp in an empty hall. sweet little cries and tiny “ah”s would fill the space where you’re playing with her pussy, where you’re flicking your tongue on her breasts. having sex with pieck would make you want to praise her constantly since she’s such a good girl for you—she’s so obedient and she’d love seeing how you take control of her. she’s a pillow princess, always ready to feel your lips on her silky skin and your face between her legs.

“you make me so wet” “oh, yes!”

YELENA

hungry and deep.

yelena is an animal. she always has control over you, and you will never be dominating her—she’s always the one playing with your body, mind and soul. but that doesn’t mean that she doesn’t love to feel your tongue on her wet core. she loves to be tongue-fucked by you and adores to move her hips on your flat tongue. she needs to feel you too, and she refuses to cum if it’s not on your tongue. having her eyes look at how you’re lost on her wetness makes you shiver, and she knows that. her praisings towards you and her inaudible groans are always on the menu with the blonde woman.

“keep goin’, baby” “shit, you’re such a fucking tease”

HITCH DREYSE

filthy and wild.

she’s all about dirty talk. careless of what others outside the room will say, her loud moans fill your ears everytime you fuck her. she needs to feel like a slut—your slut. praising, degrading, spanking: every single thing you do to her will make her a mess. hitch would leave marks all over your body and she’d love to wake up the next day to find a hickey on her neck. sex with hitch will make you breathless, she always wants “more, more, more” and it doesn’t matter if she ends up with trembling legs. she loves the feeling. and it’s not a surprise to find her on your bed touching herself and screaming your name—she does it on purpose.

“fuck me like i’m your little slut, baby” “harder, c’mon!”

YMIR

angry and husky.

oh, ymir: she knows how to make you want to fuck her even if you’re not in the mood. she’s the smartest one here, she’ll always get what she wants—your fingers inside her, your tongue on her pussy, your lips traveling all over her body. she’d make the most wonderful noises, low grunts and deep hums—almost sounding like she’s angry. you’d maybe even a soft whimper when you make her cum. she loves to make you know how good you’re taking care of her. whenever you’re having sex with ymir, she will always have her hands on your body, and she needs to finish looking at your eyes. that’s why she always prefers to feel your core moving against hers with all kind of gushy, wet noises filling the room.

“that’s right, baby” “just like that”

HISTORIA REISS

helpless and desperate.

hearing the queen of paradis moaning is something you’d pay to hear again. her soft pleas make you so crazy, her breathtaking blue eyes looking at your face everytime she rides your thigh makes you imagine all kind of things. having sex with historia is the definiton of quiet sobs, fingers squeezing the bed sheets and sweaty bodies in the middle of a winter night. she loses all composure and education when she feels your lips on her inner thighs—goodbye to the sweetheart you met years ago: she’s been replaced by a crying mess.

“i’m so close” “more, yes—right there!”

CARLA JAEGER

sensual and passionate.

sex with carla is always passionate, breathless and exciting. she knows what she’s doing, she knows how to make you feel good and she’d teach you everything a woman like her likes. carla feels truly free when your tongue clashes on her pussy and she won’t hesitate to roll her eyes to the back of her head and moan like an animal in heat. she’s a stressed woman and she always believed in sex to relieve her stress. she’s always caressing your skin, your face, or your hair when you take care of her, and her moans roll out of her tongue so slowly and so fragrantly that the only thing you can do is give her the pleasure she looks for, since his husband can’t do that.

“don’t stop” “‘been wanting this all day, fuck”

[biggest-stupidhead]

Hi! I love your Levi imagines, and I saw that your requests were open, so here goes: Can you write a Levi x female!reader story where his s/o is pregnant and goes into labor when Hange is off on a research expedition, so Levi has to deliver the baby with only his squad for assistance? Bonus points if someone on Levi Squad faints in the process!

Heyyyy anon, this idea is so precious and I will definitely do a lil imagine for this scenario! <3

Summary: You go into labor without your designated delivery nurse. 

Word Count: 1.9K

Warnings: childbirth, nothing too graphic. 

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In the early months of your pregnancy, you and Levi had both been ecstatic. But once the last two or so months had creeped up on you, the two of you began to get anxious. Hange had originally agreed to deliver the baby, seeing that she was the only person that Levi trusted to go near you besides himself. You felt ready to pop as you sat out in the courtyard with Mikasa, she was watching you like a hawk, grey eyes alert and tracking every muscle twitch. It had been strange, as soon as you began to suspect that you were pregnant, Mikasa had began clinging to you. It was as if she sensed the change, eventually you gave up on trying to figure out how she had known, and chalked it up to her Ackerman DNA. 

Eren and Jean were running around, Connie desperately trying to keep up with them as they passed a deflated ball back and forth, obviously keeping it out of Connie’s grasp. You smiled fondly as Sasha leapt into the air and snatched the ancient ball from them, passing it to Connie, who ran in the opposite direction. Armin and Annie were laying on a blanket looking up at the sky, Annie’s hand was pointing at a cloud, you could see her lips moving, followed by Armin’s soft laugh. 

You hadn’t wanted kids. Not really, that hole had been filled by these fools, but once you all had overcome the issues in Marley, those feelings began to ebb away. Especially once you and Levi began seeing each other. He had been reluctant, but Hange had stayed consistent in pushing him to pursue you. Low and behold two years later, you were married with a bundle of joy on the way. You had felt nauseous all morning, crampy, and sore in your lower abdomen. It wasn’t until the afternoon, about two hours prior that you had felt the first contraction. They were closer now and you weren’t really able to hide them anymore. So Mikasa noticed when you flinched for the second time in twenty minutes. She turned and placed a firm hand to your shoulder. 

“What’s wrong? Where does it hurt?” She asked, those coal grey eyes scanning your face for an answer. 

“I...have been having contractions.” You admitted guiltily as you rubbed your swollen stomach to ease yourself. 

“Uh oh...” Mikasa’s expression dropped, skin paling as the realization struck her. Hange had left only days prior, for an important meeting alongside Erwin and the other high up military personnel. 

“It’s fine, I’m fine. It isn’t quite time yet, just maybe help me get back inside?” You were beginning to sweat as the contractions began to become more intense. She nodded and helped you to your feet, the others all noticed the movement and followed like little ducks. You only managed to stumble into the parlor and fall onto one of the sofas there, the teens all towering over you. 

“What do you need?” Annie was standing at your side, the back of her hand pressed to your forehead. 

“I’ll go get Levi!” Jean offered before taking off and up the stairs, sprinting up them two at a time. 

“I’ll go get snacks!” Sasha sprinted towards the kitchen, Connie chasing after her. Armin was standing frozen as he watched Mikasa and Annie both take your hands. Eren was just as bad as Armin, those jade green eyes wide and focused on the space between your legs. 

“Uhhhh (Y/n)....I think that-” Eren’s face was beet red as he stumbled over his words. 

“Your water broke!” Armin informed you as you tried to meet their eyes over your stomach. 

“No, I could have sworn that my contractions were-” 

“What in god’s name is-” Levi froze, Jean panting alongside him as they all stared at the fluid dripping down your legs, soiling the couch and your cotton dress. 

“(Y/n)...” Levi’s face was pale and his eyes were wide as he rushed to close the space between you. You eagerly gripped his hand as another contraction he let out a shaky breath along with you as the contraction ended. 

“What are we supposed to do?” Eren said numbly as he stared at Mikasa who was propping your up. 

“We...need to get her a better bed or, something.” Mikasa spoke slowly, Annie nodded in agreement, her icy eyes scanning the room. 

“Move those chairs, then go get a mattress from one of the rooms down the hall.” Annie ordered, Eren and Armin darted off to complete the mattress task, while Jean began shoving the chairs out of the way. Connie and Sasha returned, with rags and towels along with an apple shoved in Sasha’s mouth. In mere minutes the room had been transformed into a makeshift delivery room, basins of clean water and mountains of towels. Mikasa and Levi helped you down onto the stripped mattress, Mikasa settled behind you, allowing you to recline back into her. You were shocked by how calming it was to just feel her heartbeat. Levi started by your side, his hand gripping yours. That was until Annie cleared her throat and looked down at your knees. 

“Someone...needs to check...” Annie trailed off as everyone shared uneasy glances. Connie shook his head violently, Jean looked green along the gills, Sasha crunched on the apple. Armin swallowed loudly. 

“I can...coach someone but I don’t think that I’m comfortable actually...” He flushed as he spoke and you let out a low groan. 

“Look I don’t give a shit who does it, but someone needs to see how dilated I am.” Your breathing was deep and somewhat controlled as the room once more fell silent. 

“I’ll do it.” Levi said finally as he placed a kiss to your knuckles before shuffling to the end of the mattress. Armin joined Levi, but his eyes were glued to the ceiling. 

“O-Okay you need to take your fingers and line them up at the erm...you know.” Armin’s cheeks were so red. Annie huffed, unamused as she joined them at the foot of the mattress. 

“Sit down, you’re making me nervous.” You said breathily to Jean, Eren, and Connie who all quickly came to rest on the floor near your head. You grimaced at the feeling of Levi’s fingers against you. 

“Uh...what am I looking for?” Levi’s voice was unusually high as he clutched your calf nervously. 

“Four fingers!” You groaned, leaning back into Mikasa as you felt yet another contraction. 

“That’s two in five minutes, it’s nearly time.” Armin informed, eyes still on the stone ceiling. 

“Four? Then...it is time.” Levi said breathlessly as he lifted his head to meet your eyes. 

“Great okay, start your breathing like Hange taught you (Y/n).” Mikasa spoke surprisingly calmly as she rubbed your shoulders. You began to pant, shutting your eyes tightly as the lower half of your body felt like it was being torn in two. You let out another moan, you vaguely noticed that Connie and Sasha had both gotten up and were rummaging through the bookshelf. 

“-It says in this book that...the baby’s tail should fall off in no more than three days?” 

“Are baby’s born with tails?”

“No...at least my siblings weren’t..” 

You let out a bark of laughter at the pair as they debated the contents of the book. 

“Shut the fuck up you two and get those towels ready.” Eren ordered, his face pale and voice high with panic. 

“Yeah what he said.” Jean agreed, his hand covering his eyes as he held your free hand tightly. 

“Okay but this book says-” 

“For the love of god just-” Eren made it half way through his sentence before you let out a low groan as you pushed for the first time. Armin nodded in approval, Annie as holding your dress up as Levi narrowed his eyes in concentration. 

“That’s it, take your time.” Annie encouraged as she reached into her boot for her dagger. You felt your baby slide down, and into the birth canal. 

“I...can see the head!” Levi announced as he held his hands out for the baby as you prepared for another good push. 

“Good, only a few more (Y/n)!” Armin assured you as he blindly reached out and braced himself on Levi’s shoulder. You moaned, throwing your head back into Mikasa’s shoulder as Eren dabbed your neck with a damp towel. 

“So close, you can do it.” Mikasa encouraged as you let out a choked sob, your pelvis felt as if it was about to rip in half as you felt the head crowning. 

“Okay Levi, you need to guide the head out, twist so that the shoulders can come out.” Annie informed calmly as she watched Levi gently rotate the baby’s head, allowing the baby to slip free. He let out a shaky gasp as he held the newborn in his hands while Annie sliced the umbilical cord. Armin finally looked as Connie wrapped the baby in a fresh towel. 

“I’ll clean-” He pushed the towel aside and beamed at you and Levi. 

“-her. I’ll clean her up.” He said as he and Sasha rushed to the nearest basin to wash the baby. Mikasa rubbed your arms as Armin began guiding Levi on the steps to delivering the placenta. 

No more than five minutes later, you had your baby girl against your chest. Her head was amazingly full of black silky hair. Her eyes were shut, but you had a feeling that when they opened that they would be a charcoal grey. Levi shuffled up next to you, pressing a kiss you your temple, his lip trembling as he looked down at your daughter. 

“You did it.” You said breathlessly as you smiled up at Levi. 

“No...you did it.” He said as he gently placed his hand over your daughter’s back, which was rising and falling steadily. Mikasa shifted as she tried to worm away from you, Levi gladly taking her place. 

“What will you call her?” Eren asked as he wrapped an arm over Mikasa’s shoulders. You swallowed thickly and looked back up at Levi who was still busy staring at your baby. 

“Kuchel.” You said without hesitation, Levi seemed startled when he heard the name, and then his eyebrows furrowed as he fought to keep his face free of emotion. 

“Yeah, that’s-” His voice cracked and he buried his face in the crook of your neck. 

“-that’s perfect.” he finished his sentence and the kids all mumbled their agreements as they watched you push your dress aside to feed your baby, who was cooing and gripping at the seams of your dress. 

“Kuchel.” You hummed as Levi stroked her back, her eyes cracked open for the first time, and you choked back a sob at the sight. 

Her eyes were not grey, but a familiar (e/c), she had your eyes. 

“Oh-” Jean choked back his own sob, biting his knuckles as he turned on his heel and buried his own face in Sasha’s shoulder as he cried. 

“Jeanboy” Connie said teasingly, despite the thick emotion in his own voice. 

“Let’s get out of here everybody.” Annie advised as she watched Levi thread his finger through his daughter’s as she began to suckle on your breast. 

“Congratulations.” they all murmured as they took their leave. You relaxed back into Levi, finally able to be alone for the first time with your little family. 

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Lol I loved this, I used to want to be a labor and delivery nurse. But that was before I realized that Chem is NOT my friend. Anyway, sorry I couldn’t squeeze in someone fainting, but if you care I think that Jean would be most likely to. Only because he’s an only child and doesn’t know what child birth is like. 

But seeing as how much they have been through in the canon universe I doubt that childbirth would be the most disturbing sight lol. Hope that you enjoy this! Requests are still open so send me stuff :) 

[yamagache]

Ok dumping my raw thoughts on Tumblr.

1. We all know twitter lost their shit with Luz’s Bi pin! So happy! I hope this hat shows up in most of the three specials just to rub it in Disney’s face. I’m loving all the queens showing off their pins in Disney tv shows tho! (I’m looking at you Sasha) Also loving Luz’s longer hair. Deffo not a straight in more ways then one. 😂

2. I love Gus’s fit. He looks so cozy. So comfortable. And that line “Cool, so humans freak out just like us.” Of course this Human obsessed boy would be literally loving every minute of being amongst the hoomans. I’m assuming that’s a reaction to maybe Luz’s mom freaking out? Because I’m almost sure this is her house. Can’t wait to see Gus absolutely gush over every. little. thing.

3. Hunters hands… look fine? Nooooooo! The fandoms collective theory that Hunters got sensitive and scared hands has been busted! 😫 But mother never raised a quitter, so I’m going to theorize that he does have scars, they’re just on his wrists. NOT the self harm kind! I’m talking maybe where Philip possible grabbed Hunters arm to pull him out of the grim walker grave? His sweater sleeves might be covering it. Maybe that’s why he’s in a sweater in the first place? I also theorize that maybe Hunter’s got a bit of body dysmorphia which is why he’s always in a lot of layers that cover most of himself.

4. So Hunters haircut wasn’t just a stylistic choice on the poster. Which is fine! I actually don’t mind the change. There’s some possible angst in Hunter trying to stray away from Caleb in terms of look/self identity. Sad Flap Jack’s got nothing to tug on anymore but maybe we can make it up with that convenient bird sized pocket? Hmm? I will need to see him getting the hair cut though! I want there to be weight to him doing this! Even better if it’s someone helping him with the trim. Willow? Luz’s mom? Maybe even Gus as he tells Hunter what he saw in Belos’s mind? Honestly I’d even take Hunter snipping it off himself in the bathroom alone. Like I said, I’m a slut for angst.

5. ARE THOSE WATERMELON PANTS?! …I can’t with this boys excellent fashion sense. I Stan this Non-Binary Pan/Ace.

6. This whole pic for some reason is giving my heavy Scooby Doo vibes and I’m not sure why? But I’m not mad at it either. Hope these two boys are about to sleuth! I love when these two are interacting with each other. Such sweet brother energy!

I AM HYPED FOR SEASON 3 BABY!

[dearemilia]

Ackerman Strength | V | Pull that shit

Warnings | Profanity, violence, suggestive, injuries.

While the group tries to find Draken, Sasha watches Mitsuya held your hand "Peh-Yan is convinced that Toman abandoned Pah-Chin" Takemichi frowns, wondering how Peh-Yan got that idea from.

"But that's not true" Sasha frowns, feeling anxious about how this will all turn out to be.

"Peh-Yan got together with some of the remaining members of Moebius and said he was gonna take out Draken. He's gonna hunt Draken down" You stop and the group looks at you in confusion.

"[Name], what are--" Before Takemichi could even finish his sentence.

You started taking off your yukata "T-The hell, [Name]?!" Mitsuya exclaimed "A-ACKERMAN-SAN?!" Takemichi yelled at you with a blushing face as he and Mitsuya covered their eyes.

However, their eyes widen upon seeing you wearing tight black pants, and a sports bra.

"[N-Name]-Chan...Y-Your..." Takemichi stuttered as his face turned red "It's a sports bra" You folded your yukata as you hand it to Sasha "I-It's still a problem!!" Takemichi yelled with a huff "Don't worry, [Name]-Chan does this all the time. She's always prepared to fight" Sasha giggled.

They all started running again.

"We need to let Draken-Kun know!" Takemichi said "Considering we saw Peh-Yan's ride, shit might already be going down" Mitsuya stated. Takemichi clenched his jaw as he uttered something.

"Everyone..." They all stopped to look at Takemichi "The parking lot..." You raise an eyebrow.

"Is there another parking lot other than the one we were just at?" Your [e/c] eyes widen and you took both Sasha and Mitsuya's hand "There is! Come on!" Takemichi nodded his head and they all ran.

"It's right around the corner!" You shouted as she could see Draken fighting 50 boys, just like the one in your vision.

"Emma! You're not hurt are you?!" You and Sasha check on her whether she has injuries or not.

"Draken-Kun!" Takemichi exclaimed as he exhaled "Ah...Hey, [Name], Mitsuya...Takemitchy..." Draken waves at them as if he didn't just get hit "Oi...[Name], you'll get sick if you're just wearing that" You clenched your jaw "You should worry about yourself more" Draken huffs as he grasps a Moebius member's hair.

Emma and Sasha ran to you "[Name]-Chan!" Emma looks at you in worry "Peh-Yan, you bastard! The hell are you teaming up with Moebius for?!" Mitsuya yelled at him, glaring at his friend "Shut up, Mitsuya. I'll kill you, too!" Peh-Yan warned.

"That's the infamous Ackerman..." Someone said "And that's the captain of the 2nd Division, Mitsuya" Someone informed, "They're both strong, but I heard Ackerman's stronger..."

"Peh-Yan, you coward! You had them attack him with a bat all of a sudden! And you call yourself a man?!" Emma scolded him, Sasha shows a disappointed expression "I knew he was dumb, but I didn't know he was this dumb..." Sasha mumbled.

Sasha grew a close friendship with Toman so it does sadden her to see them fight.

Draken lets go of the man and throws him "Ugh...I'm tired..." Draken starts to lose consciousness "I'll leave the rest to you, [Name], Mitsuya" You nod your head as you settle him down "You little shits really think you're a match for all of us?" You glared at the man as Mitsuya grinned "Can it, dumbass" You cracked your knuckles "So annoying...and noisy..." You sigh.

Mitsuya slightly blushes as he remembers those sandals that you are wearing are the ones that he made.

They all paused, hearing a familiar sound of a motorcycle roaring around the area. You know that Mitsuya and Draken knew who it was as she sees both of them smirking "He's finally here" Mitsuya said.

You were worried that something might happen to all your friends but you had no choice but to get over it.

"That exhaust sound" Draken gazes at you  "That's Mikey's, CB250T" They all nodded happily.

A motorcycle stopped right in front of the group and incomes Mikey with a pissed-off face as Sasha sighs in relief "He'll kick all their asses with [Name]-chan" She whispered with Emma nodding in agreement "Mikey-Kun!" Takemichi exclaimed as the rain pours down onto Mikey's blonde hair.

"I see now" Mikey locks his bike as he proceeded to walk to the group "The reason I got called to be somewhere else was so you could attack Ken-Chin"

He stopped, looking directly at Peh-Yan "And then you were gonna put the blame on me and break Toman in half" You tried going to Mikey but were immediately stopped by Mitsuya. Mikey glances up at Peh-Yan "Who tricked you into doing this?" He asked as everyone watched the scene unfold.

Suddenly, someone came in and spoke "Wow, I'm impressed. Guess you're not just a brawn after all"

Mikey turns around "Who the hell are you?" He asked, eyeing the man with anger in his eyes. The man huffs out his smoke and kept on walking "Man, I'm tired...It really doesn't matter who I am" He stood tall "But I'm sorta in charge of Moebius for now" He then looks up at you and smirk before going back to his bored face.

"The names Hanma" He introduced himself. Mikey raises his head "So you're the creeper who's been pulling the strings?" Hanma lets out a small chuckle "Wow, you're a pain in the ass, Mikey--" He was cut off guard when Mikey kicked him. However, to everyone's surprise, Hanma blocked it.

As his cigarette falls into the puddle, everyone gasped "He stopped Mikey's kick?!" Mitsuya stares at the scene.

Hanma flicked his hand "Don't be in such a hurry, Mikey" He smirked "Our goal is to crush Toman. But that's a pain, so we wanted you to fight yourselves. I mean, it works out either way in the end. This just means that I get to kill the invincible Mikey with my own hands" He grinned sadistically.

"Moebius has 100 men here! And Toman has a measly four and the famous [Name]--" Before everyone knew it, you hit Hanma in the face with a kick.

"Enough of this useless chit-chat. You should shut your mouth...Talking nonsense, I'll beat you all down..." You say, glaring at all of them as Hanma stands up with a bloodied forehead. They all shiver from your words. You shield your friends from them as Hanma laughs "You're amazing as the rumors say, [Name]" His husky voice said.

"It's Ackerman to you" Your tone sounds a lot more sharp and deadly as you warned them to not step any closer to your friends. Just then, they could hear the others coming.

Mikey smiles softly as everyone gets off their bikes "Look at this mess. Infightings not really my thing" Mucho Yasuhiro said "But if it's against Moebius, we can go all out!" Kawata Nahoya grinned.

"Which means the big showdown is tonight" Baji Keisuke continued walking "Tokyo Manji Gang's here, jackasses!" Baji threw your Toman jacket at you as you caught it with ease.

Mikey giggled as you cuddle in your Toman jacket "Cold, [Name]-Chi?" He teased, you sigh and nodded your head "Let's just get this over with..."

Nahoya laughs "Who wants to die first?" He asks nicely "Peh! I'm killin' you first!" Yasuhiro shouted at him as Baji ties his hair with his elastic.

"A big ass brawl on the day of the festival. I can feel the excitement in my blood. Right, Mikey? [Name]?" Mikey lets out a small laugh "Yeah, Ken-Chin" He grinned "Let's do this shit!" He announced.

The men chuckled as they stare at you "Let's keep her with us" One said as they all agree with a laugh. You look at them with disgust written all over your face. You grab the man and tosses him to the ground by the neck, and could sense someone running towards you.

You look back and run as you kick the man away, causing him to spin and fall.

You then punch another Moebius member and kick the weapon away as you dodge an attack. You kick the man in the stomach and in his private. "What's with this girl...!" Someone yelled as he tried attacking you with a bat, just for you to grab the bat and knock him out with your elbow.

"Keisuke! Don't jump on that car!" You warned and you kick someone's face with your kneecap.

Baji groans as he screams "UGH! FINE!" He kicks two-man out and punched another one. You could hear Takemichi calling Draken's name and you turn around to see what's happening.

Your eyes widen in horror, seeing Draken all wounded on the ground, crimson blooding flowing from his body 'No way...' You thought to yourself. Mikey asked what's wrong and Takemichi cried "Draken...Draken...He's been stabbed!" Takemichi screamed.

You tried running to them but were stopped by Moebius, the men there grabbed both of your arms as they all laughed.

You gritted your teeth as you use your elbow to knock one out and punched the other one with your right arm. You see Hanma and kick him away "Takemichi! Run!" You screamed at him and Takemichi nodded his head while wiping his tears away.

Suddenly, your body clashed with Mikey, causing Mikey to land on top of you. You groan as you get off of Mikey and watch Hanma giggle "Found you...[Name]...Mikey...!" He grinned "Move it Hanma" You tried kicking him only for him to grab you by the collar.

"You know...You're really interesting [Name]-Chan" You kicked his stomach, leading him to let go of you.

Mikey then kicked Hanma and he turned to you "[Name]-chi, go!" You hesitantly move "Just go! I'll be fine!!" Mikey stares at you with a warning look.

You ran as fast as you could and squint your eyes, seeing Takemichi and Draken injured 'Kiyomasa's down...All I need to do is take down his minions...' You nodded to yourself.

"S-Shit! The cops are here!" Takemichi grinned seeing you "Let's get the hell outta here!" Red shouted. You make your appearance by kicking him as you grab him by the neck, throwing him at his friend.

"[Name]-Chan!" Emma and Hinata yelled in sync, relieved to see you "It's [Name]!" Before he could say anything else, you grabbed his face as you look back at the group.

"All of you, get Draken to the ambulance, now...I'll stay here" You instructed them "You little..." You pushed the boy at his friend as you punched both of them "Draken...I'll kill Kiyomasa for what he did to you"

The rest of the group shivered, fearing you.

You see the ambulance and cops as you held Draken in your arms "I'm in trouble..." You muttered yourself, wondering how Levi is going to react to the news of Draken getting stabbed.

Draken smiled weakly at you “Stop worrying [Name]...”

November 21th, 2021 Thank you for reading, stay safe and healthy I love you all so much! <3

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connie springer, jean kirstein, & sasha braus | sharing is caring

TY @pernoxes FOR LETTING ME RIGHT THIS EVEN THOUGH IT WAS UR IDEA ILYSM BESTIE

tagging da usual: @izukine @x6nji @erimins @shisoaya @rintarouss @txzierbaby @kuroosperiodictable @fiaficsxo @erenuts @aotwrites @oblxvion

warnings/notes: cursing, nsfw, smut, cuckholding(ig?), vouyerism, exhibitionism(?), foursome, praise, fingering, cunnilingus, begging, overstimulation, aftercare

you felt like you were sitting in a den full of lions, back against connie’s chest while his two best friends stared at you almost hungrily.

“you hear that, baby? jean ‘n sash are gonna use you tonight,” connie’s hands rub up and down your shoulders, “is that okay?”

and like the angel you are, you avert your eyes and nod, “yes.”

the reaction is almost immediate, sasha practically pouncing on top of you and locking lips with your own. connie grunts as he’s knocked onto his back, and at the realization you’re under the beast that they call sasha, he jumps up.

“sasha, be gentle,” he reprimands, pulling sasha off of you and jean swoops in.

jean pushes you further up onto the bed, hands holding your cheeks while he kisses you passionately and way more softer than sasha did. you let out a sigh into his mouth when his hands leave your cheeks and creep up the shirt you're wearing and gropes at your chest.

sasha and connie watch in absolute awe at how strands of saliva produce whenever jean pulls away from you. he brings a thumb to your bottom lip, a sly smirk on his face as he swipes some of the saliva. he wipes the spit on his slacks, once again going to grope at your tits from under your shirt.

“jean, take it off,” sasha says, shuffling over to your body and guiding the shirt off of your torso.

“i was going to,” he rolls his eyes and leans into your collarbone, lips sucking gently while sasha gropes needily at your tits.

you let out a small mewl when sasha pinches your nipple and twists it. her lips against yours are a lot more softer this time around, the both of you going with the flow. sasha pulls away, a small smile gracing her lips as she nips at your jaw and neck.

you pant at the feeling of both jean and sasha’s mouths on your skin, both starting to trail downward while looking up to you for permission. jean’s leaving pecks in a trail on your stomach, fingers slowly gripping at the waistline of your shorts.

“you can take them off, jean,” connie waves his hand dismissively.

jean slips your pants and panties off at the same tip, spreading your thighs apart with his rough palms. jean hooks his arms around your thighs, nuzzling into the squishy skin and kissing it.

sasha’s mouth joins her hands, wrapped around a perky nipple while the other one gets groped sensually. your little whimpers are feeding their already too big egos, and connie can’t help but let it happen.

jean places a small kiss on your clit before he starts to kitten lick at it, cherishing the small and needy whines that start to slip from your mouth.

“please… jean,” you sigh and reaching your hand into sasha’s tied back hair.

jean obliges with a hum, propping your thighs upwards with his arms hooked around them so he can hold your folds open with his thumbs. it leaves your clit on a display, almost as if it were a jewel, and dammit if jean isn’t going to commit a heist.

his hot lips wrap around the tiny nub while gently shaking his head in order to get more access.

whining, you tug on sasha’s hair and accidentally pull her up just a tad with your nipple snug between her teeth. you throw your head back against the pillow at the feeling of the light tugging, something that sasha decides to repeat sparingly at your reaction.

you buck your hips into jean’s face when he lays his tongue flat against your clit, hoping that you would try to ride his tongue. and you do, messily.

your whining and moaning is becoming consistent as you near closer and closer to the precipice of your orgasm.

the instincts of being in bed with connie start to shining through as you open your mouth to beg,

“pl-please..! please, can i come? needa come so bad!” your whining sounds so broken and messy, and despite that it still has jean letting out an approving hum against your clit.

the vibrations coming from jean’s mouth has you coming with something that could be recognized as a squeal. your back keens while your toes curl with your fingers.

jean pulls away, immediately reaching over to sasha to pull her into a sloppy kiss. once she pulls away, she cheers excitedly at the way you taste on her lips. she doesn’t pay attention to how jean repeats the action with jean, opting to take jean’s place between your legs.

she stares at your pussy in awe, admiring the way your wetness glistens in the light.

“pretty...,” she murmurs while cautiously slipping a finger inside of you.

when you flinch at the intrusion, sasha flinches with you before her face breaks into a smile. with new found confidence, she presses another finger inside of you while burying her face in your cunt. you squeak in surprise, thighs immediately clamping around her head. somehow, she ignores this and continues on with her actions.

which are just perfect.

her tongue plays with your clit, almost as if she were eating ice cream. her fingers are sensually thrusting in and out of you, occasionally curling against the sweet and spongy spot along your walls. despite just how invested she is, she can’t seem to get enough. that much is shown when she starts trying to bury her face deeper and deeper into your cunt, but the only thing it’s doing is making the stimulation on your clit more intense.

“s—sasha…!” you claw at the sheets while her eyes meet with yours. and, somehow, her eyes still hold the innocence that they always have.

“gonna… gonna cum…!” you warn breathily, bucking your hips into her face.

unlike jean, she doesn’t hum but instead tries to bury her face deeper into you again. it’s like she’s done this before, something you don’t exactly doubt, and you can’t help but be thankful for that. especially whenever you cum all over her fingers.

“yahoo!” she grins while pulling away, fingers held up like a trophy.

she shuffles to straddle you at the waist, gently grabbing you by the jaw.

“taste this,” her smile is soft and small, something that has you hypnotized.

tongue stuck out, she lathers the taste onto your tongue. her face shows a fond smile as she does so, it has you heating up from underneath her.

“can i do it now,” she looks away while she pesters connie.

“yea, just take your fingers out of her mouth,” he grumbles while standing up from the bed.

he walks a short distance while sasha helps you onto your knees and elbows, rubbing circles into your plump ass cheeks.

connie drops something on the bed with a small clink, something that you know very well.

“bro… you let her peg you,” jean questions, bewildered as sasha strips off her clothes.

“we both enjoy it, so why not? also i cleaned it before you guys got here, so it’s not like it’s dirty or anything,” connie shrugs his shoulders carelessly, as if he didn’t have the biggest hard-on in his sweats right now.

sasha’s bare when she slips the strap on, humming enthusiastically. you whimper when jean makes eye contact with you, a subtle plead.

“hurry it up, sasha. the angel here might as well just fall asleep with the pace you’re going at,” jean complains while palming his cock.

“shut up,” she pouts as she lines up the silicone cock with your slit.

sasha rolls her hips subtly, a soft moan slipping from your mouth as the strap hits your cervix. the noise has her rolling her hips a tad faster than before, the fake veins rubbing against your sweet spot. you continue to whine and moan, eyes staring out of the window through the crack of the curtains.

you feel your eyes gloss over a bit when sasha’s thrusting becomes harder and faster, absentminded moans echoing in the room.

sasha adjusts her stance, shifting the strap’s angle and where it hits inside you. her trusts are speedy yet calculated like this, and it’s helping you get closer and closer to your orgasm.

“cu….cumming,” you pant while tiny tears start to drip from your eyes.

and with that, sasha pulls out the strap all the way until the tip before she roughly slams her hips against your ass. the thrust has you sobbing while you orgasm, mouth opened in a continuous sob.

the speed of her thrusts doesn’t decrease, which has your thighs trembling. you can’t close your mouth due to the repeated moaning, drool slipping from the corner of your mouth and down onto the sheets.

she continues to fuck into you with aggression, and every thrust has your body jolting an inch forward.

“holy shit, sasha.. you’re fucking her so well,” connie says amazed at just how good his best friend was at this. in all honesty, he didn’t think sasha would fuck you dumb.

chiming in, jean gasps, “she’s drooling all of the sheets.”

“i’m doing so good!” sasha beams as she leans over your back to speak in your ear, “i’m doing good, aren’t i?”

you can barely see let alone speak. even so, you manage to let out an approving grunt. you’re too focused on the way sasha’s strap slams against the sensitive skin of your cervix.

“fuck—sasha! i’m gonna cum,” you bury your face into the sheets whenever sasha starts rubbing her thumb against your puffy clit.

“tis’ okay! you can cum,” she says happily, staring at the way your cunt sucks in the strap.

your thighs are so close to giving out as you try to fight back the orgasm, but it’s becoming too much.

you let your guard down for a second when sasha slows down her thrusts, but are rudely awakened when she thrusts into you at a faster pace than before.

“sasha! sasha!” you scream into the sheets, gushing all over the silicone toy.

as soon as sasha pulls the toy out of you, you let yourself collapse against the bedsheets. your legs are practically jelly at this point, and you feel bad for jean when you realize this.

but this doesn't demotivate jean, instead he’s unbuckling his belt and shimmying down his boxers and pants down to his mid thigh. you breathe heavily as he pulls your legs apart, sheets tickling your clit as he does so. you weakly watch jean over your shoulder, and while you’re distracted with jean, sasha’s sitting herself down in front of you.

when you turn your head back forwards, you’re greeted with the gorgeous view of sasha’s dripping pussy. small and short tufts of hair sits at her labia and inner thighs, she must’ve waxed.

you gaze up at her blushy and smiling face, “sorry! it’s just, i haven’t come and jean gets to come by default!”

you just blink, leaning in to kitten lick at her clit. her hand tangles itself in your hair, instinctively tugging you closer to her cunt.

she pulls her hand away while apologizing profusely, which you dismiss through connie. you start licking at slit and reach a hand up to help rub at her clit.

as you do so, jean’s entering you with extra caution and you immediately understand why. his cock stings while splitting you open, a drawn out whine vibrates against sasha’s slit. sasha pets your hair soothingly, letting out quiet moans at your half hearted effort to eat her own even now.

“so fuckin’ tight,” jean hisses, hands grabbing at your hips.

tears run down your face as jean starts to thrust in and out of you, uncontrollable moans stimulating sasha’s cunt.

you struggle to eat sasha out, but it’s the effort that counts. especially whenever you slip your tongue inside of her slit while rubbing her clit with a finger. she yelps while she tugs at your tangled locks, bucking her hips into your face as you fuck her with your tongue.

jean groans at how sasha’s face twists up in pleasure and how her tits bounce just a bit when she bucks her hips.

“fuck it,” jean whispers, palms panted on the small of your back as he pulls his cock out halfway out.

you cry out against sasha when jean starts jackhammering in and out of you with haste. sasha moans bashfully in return as you moan against her cunt, over and over and over again.

if you thought sasha’s strap was too big, then jean’s cock was ginormous. with each calculated and fast thrust, the tip of his thick cock would slam against your cervix, taking your breath away everytime. not to mention on the veins on his cock would rub against every inch of your walls, easily bringing you closer to an orgasm.

jean’s groaning without abandon, throwing his head back as your pussy suffocates his cock in its gummy and ribbed walls. he’s going to come soon, all over your cervix. thankfully, connie’s cool with that since they’re best friends.

unsurprisingly, you’re the first to come. squirting all over the sheets and jean’s cock. he comes a few seconds after you, unable to resist the way your pussy milks his cock with ease.

sasha comes last, loud moans echoing through the room as she needily grinds her cunt against your mouth. you help her ride out the orgasm, only pulling away when she’s calmed down and jean pulls out of you.

you turn your head whenever connie calls your name, but instead greeted with connie’s face, you’re greeted with connie fucking his fist.

“p-put out your tongue,” he groans brokenly, eyes shutting as he throws his head back.

you stick your tongue flat out, half lidded eyes gazing up at connie’s face in anticipation.

he peeks his eyes open, and the view of you waiting with your tongue patiently has his coming.

he cum drips down onto your tongue and lips, which you eagerly lick up with the tip of your tongue. you even lap at the tip of his cock, swallowing the cum that pooled there.

he flops onto his back with a sigh, gently pulling you to his chest while sasha scurries off with the strap and jean into the bathroom. you’re immediately dead asleep, and it has the three of them laughing once they realize.

the three of them clean one another up with a warm rag, which sasha throws into connie’s dirty laundry hamper. sasha snuggles close to you, arms thrown lazily around your waist as she starts to snore. jean follows in behind her, hugging his friend to his warm chest.

connie and jean stare at each other in silence.

at the same time they both speak.

“sasha was right, sharing is caring.”

[m-jelly]

The gangster and his little bunny - his office, his thigh, his touch

@kenkopanda-art <3 incredible banner by a wonderful friend <3

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Mafia Levi, fluff, sex, smut, thigh riding, dom Levi, dirty talk, against the door sex, against a desk sex, unprotected sex.

Concept: Ao3 snippet. You visit Levi and come onto him, but he says he's a little busy but suggests you ride his thigh. You do as he dirty talks to you and admires you. Afterwards, you give your underwear to Levi. When you bend over in your skirt to pick something up, you trigger Levi's hunger as he sees all of you from behind. He pins you to the door and asks to fuck you. You give him consent and you both screw against his door, then his desk.

You rode it up to the floor Levi’s office was on and skipped down the hall to his office. You slipped into Levi’s office to see him working on his computer. You smiled and lowered your voice. “Mr Ackerman, sir!”

Levi winced. “How many times have I told you fucking lot to knock!” He looked up and lit up, his aggression disappeared. “Bunny. What a wonderful surprise.”

You skipped over to his desk. “How are you doing?”

“I’m good.”

You leaned on his desk so he got a line of sight at your breasts and your bum was to the door. “Are you busy?”

“I am bunny, but I have a little moment for you.”

You pouted a bit as you kicked your legs. “So, you don’t have any time to play with me?”

He eyed your breasts. “I ah…umm…I have work.”

You reached over and grabbed his tie. You played with it a little and hummed. “But bear.”

“But what?”

You whined. “I’m horny.”

Levi flushed bright red. “H-Horny?” He jumped at the knock on his door. “Y-Yes?”

Jean opened the door. “Sir, I was just…” He locked eyes with your bum and your underwear. “Shit.”

Levi slammed his hand on the desk. “Jean, speak.”

You jumped up and went to the bathroom. “Party pooper.”

Jean jumped at you slamming the door. “I didn’t mean to…I’m sorry.”

Levi hummed and ruffled his hair. “She’s mad at me, not you. What do you want?”

Jean handed over papers. “Just handing over some intel and reports to you.”

“Thank you.”

Jean backed up. “I’ll leave you. I hope you and your Mrs are okay.”

Levi hummed. “Me too.” He walked over to his office door and locked it behind Jean. “Bunny?”

You opened the door a little. “What? You going to be nice now?”

He walked over to you. He grabbed the edge of the door and leaned on the wall. “You going to come out of there?”

You walked up to Levi and pressed yourself against him. “Yes.”

“Are you still horny?”

“Yes.”

He kissed your forehead. “Sorry, my love.” He pulled you along to his desk. “Look, I’ll do some more work and then for lunch we can go to my room here.”

“I can’t.”

Levi sat on his office chair. “Why not?”

You smiled. “I’m going to have lunch with Sasha. She has a crush on this guy and I’m helping her out.”

“That’s lovely of you.”

You walked closer. “But there’s a problem.”

“What’s that?”

You hummed and lightly touched his thigh. “You have such strong and thick thighs.”

He smiled. “You like them?”

You nodded. “A lot.”

“Thanks.”

You straddled his right thigh and moaned as he pressed against your clit. “You feel so good.”

Levi blushed as he felt a part of you he loved exploring against his thigh. He grunted as he felt his pant leg getting damp. “You are soaking.”

You blushed a little. “I want you, Levi.”

He kissed your neck. “Why don’t you pleasure yourself on my thigh as I work. I get to hear your beautiful moans and you get to have fun.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck and started rolling your hips against his thigh. You hummed and whimpered as you rubbed your clit perfectly against him. You panted against his neck and gripped at his chest. “Levi, you feel so good.”

Levi pushed his hand under your shirt and playfully touched your back. “Good bunny.”

You gulped hard. “So thick and hard.”

He hummed a laugh as he worked. “You are a very good bunny. Does that feel good?”

You panted as you moved faster. “Yes.”

He called your name making you look at him. “Are you going to cum?”

You whimpered. “Yes.”

He hummed and looked down at your hips rolling. “Look at you. You move your hips just like that when you ride my cock.”

You shivered. “I love your cock.”

Levi’s eyes flicked up to yours as a blush spread on his cheeks. “I love you and your pussy.”

You whimpered. “I love you to be deep inside me.”

He smiled and traced patterns on your back. “I love being inside you. I love thrusting in deep. I love pressing every inch of you.” He smiled. “I love making you cum.”

You mewled as you felt your coil tighten. “I love you.”

“I love you, always.”

You gasped as you felt the snap and a rush of pleasure surge through you. You moaned and clenched up. “Levi.”

He pulled you close by your neck and kissed you. “Good girl.”

You stood up on shaking legs. “I should go to the toilet.” You looked down and blushed hard at seeing Levi was a little hard and there was a wet patch on his thigh. “Oh…oh no. I need to clean your trousers!”

Levi looked down and smiled. “Look at that.”

“I made you dirty. I am so sorry.”

He hummed a laugh. “I will wear it with pride.”

You shook your head. “I’ll clean your leg.”

“Don’t.”

You sighed and pulled your underwear off. “Well, I need to clean these.”

Levi stared at them. “Can…can I have them?”

You walked over. “Sure. I can imagine you want to clean them.”

Levi took them and played with them. He shivered at seeing what he’d done to you. “Fuck, these are beautiful.”

You ran to the toilet and came back. “I need to head to your room. I’m going to get a pair of underwear.” You stopped by the door. “Oh, what’s that?”

Levi choked on his spit when you bent over and your skirt went up with you to show everything. “Bunny…”

You stood up. “I think Jean dropped this.” You squeaked as Levi pressed you roughly against his door. “Levi.”

Levi nipped the crook of your neck and moaned. “I want to fuck you hard against this door.”

You panted and hummed. “Do it.”

Levi fumbled with his belt and trousers. He pulled his rock-hard boner out and slammed it deep into you. He moaned in pleasure at feeling your hot wet warmth wrap around him and squeeze him. He held your hip in one hand and lightly held your breast. “Be a good bunny and keep your voice down.”

You whimpered and nodded. “Yes.”

He slapped his hips against your bum. He panted and moaned quietly against your ear. He slid his hand along your body to your clit. He ran circles on your swollen clit causing your burning pleasure to increase. He bit down on the crook of your neck as he ravaged your pussy with his thick cock. He loved and adored how your body reacted so perfectly to him. You were welcoming him and squeezing him. He wasn’t expecting to be fucking you against his door today, but he loved it.

You squeaked a little loud. You clenched up a little. “S-Sorry Levi.”

He moaned your name against your ear. “I’ll give you something to keep you quiet.” He moved his hand and pushed two of his fingers into your mouth. “Good girl.”

You sucked on his fingers and slowly moved your tongue over them. You moaned in delight sending a vibration through Levi’s hand. You closed your eyes and focused on Levi’s fingers, his cock pounding your pussy and his fingers playing with your clit. You hummed and moaned against Levi’s fingers as you felt the need to cum building up. You grabbed his thigh and upper arm. You shivered under his touch.

“Good bunny.” Levi moaned your name. “You take my cock so well.” He panted and moved his fingers a little faster on your clit. “Your perfect hot pussy.”

You hummed and spoke as best as you could with his fingers in your mouth. “Love…you…”

Levi grunted and fucked you harder and faster against the door. “Fuck. I love you so much.”

You moaned on his fingers as you came hard. Your pussy walls massaged Levi’s cock. “Mmm.”

Levi pulled his fingers from your mouth. “Good girl.”

You pulled Levi’s cock from you. “Against the table.” Your turned around and faced Levi as your legs shook. “Please.”

He panted. “Anything you want.” He lifted you up and carried you to his desk. He sat you on in and lunged his cock back into you. He moaned in delight. “Perfect.”

You took Levi’s hand and placed it on the side of your face “Ravage me. Fuck me hard like a mafia boss would and fill me with your cum.”

Levi caressed your cheek and started snapping his hips against you. He slowly pushed you onto your back and looked down at you. He panted and watched your breasts bounce with every rough thrust of his cock deep into your pussy. He grabbed your hip and moved your bum a little further over the edge of the desk so he could snap his cock up and deep into you. He watched your breasts almost bounce up and out of your bra.

You arched your back in ecstasy. “Yes.” You moaned. “Fuck me, Levi. Fuck me hard.”

Levi gripped your hip hard and snapped his hips harder and faster against you. He grunted when he heard his desk scraping backwards and forwards on the floor at the force of his thrusts. “B-Bunny.” He whimpered your name. “You’re mine! Mine!” He grunted when you clenched him. “Such a good bunny.” He panted. “Your pussy is mine. Your pussy is made for my cock. No one can fuck you like I can.”

You cried out in pleasure. “Yes, Levi!”

“Tell me who you belong to.”

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you felt Levi’s cock roughly go against your g-spot. “You, bear. You!”

He slowed his movements a little and grinded his cock into you. “Good bunny. Such a good bunny.” He gazed at you with such possessive love as he said your name. “I love you.”

You grabbed his tie and yanked him down towards you. “I love you.”

Levi roughly crashed his lips against yours. He gripped the edge of the desk as his other hand lightly massaged your cheek and then your hair. He hummed and moaned as you massaged his cock with your pussy walls. He moved his body against yours and made sure to rub his body against your clit. He pulled back from your lips and panted with you as he bucked against you. He moved his hand a little and pushed his thumb into your mouth. He smiled when you sucked right away and moved your tongue over his thumb.

He panted and hummed. “Good bunny.” He pulled his thumb from your mouth and dragged it over your bottom lip. “Such a good bunny.”

You whimpered. “Bear.”

“I love you.”

You moaned. “I love you.”

He gasped and moaned your name with a look of desperation. “Bunny, I’m going to cum. Cum with me.”

You nodded and whimpered. “I’m ready.” You tangled your fingers in his hair as you moved as best as you could with your lover. “Shit.” You clenched his cock as your legs shook. “Oh, God.” You closed your eyes and arched your back as you felt a rush of euphoria trickle through your body. “Yes.”

Levi moved his cock as best he could in and out of you, but your walls kept milking him. He gripped the desk hard and pressed in deep as hot ribbons of cum poured out of him and coated your walls. “F-Fuck.” He lay against you and panted. “I love you.”

You massaged your fingers into his hair. “I love you too.”

[wifekasa]

hello! i really enjoy ur content and i read that ur requests are open, so is it okay if i can request something where levi and the reader had an argument, and the rest of the scouts are very aware of it because of the very cold and scary aura coming from them, and so the squad tries various ways to set them up so they can make up with another? thank you!!😁

a/n: ahh first of all thank you! second off, i love this idea omg 🙏 also the reader is another captain!!

levi x reader

“don’t die on me.”

cw: swearing, one kiss scene, mentions of death (barely)

The scouts immediately knew something was wrong when you entered the dining area. It was like there was a dark aura floating around your body that caused everyone within a 4 foot vicinity of you to scatter away like startled birds. Your eyebrows were furrowed and your back was hunched. You stalked into the room and sank down beside Hange who seemed rather unfazed by your cold attitude.

“Oi. Y/N. What’s up with the murderous look in your eye? I think you made the scouts shit themselves.” They chuckled, biting into their bread and looking at you with a hint of amusement twinkling in their eyes.

You lip twitched downward as you scoffed, “Ask shorty.”

Hange made a noise of surprise that you ignored, turning back to your food. You were not in the mood to be pestered. Picking at your food with distain, you tuned out the rest of the room. Due to this, you missed the short raven-haired man walking into the room with the same cold presence that you were amitting. You felt his eyes burning holes into your head but refused to look up, you didn’t wanna give that bastard the time of day.

Levi scoffed when you ignored him, grabbing his plate and settling down at the opposite end of your table. Hange nearly rolled their eyes at the pettiness the two of you were displaying.

Clearing their throat, the titan enthusiast spoke up, “Trouble in paradise?”

“Shut up.” You both countered in sync, still refusing to acknowledge eachother.

The two of you were too stubborn to admit that you were wrong. Maybe neither of you were in the wrong but after the shouting match that took place last night, you didn’t feel like immediately making amends. You had tried to express to Levi how scared you were that he was going to die on one of these missions, however your tone was quite harsh and Levi misread it. He took it as you not having faith in his abilities which was a punch to the gut for the stubborn Captain. He in return, argued that you were running the same risk on missions and since you weren’t nearly as strong as him, you had an even higher risk of getting hurt. Frustrated that he insulted your abilities and didn’t see your point, you stormed out of his office, slamming the door behind you.

The two of you hadn’t spoken since the blowup last night and it was now mid-afternoon the next day. You were in charge of training the scouts this afternoon and due to the anger boiling up inside of you, you put them through a particularly rigorous training course. All of them were clutching their sides and panting heavily when you finally dismissed them.

“Is it just me or does Captain Y/N seem a little harsh today?” Connie spoke up as he downed a glass of water.

“Yeah, that training course kicked my ass. I think they had a fight with Levi, I heard some of the soldiers talking about it.” Jean replied.

Sasha was quiet for a minute before she finally spoke up, “I have an idea!” She exclaimed with a mischievous glint in her eye.

“That’s not good.” Armin commented quietly.

Later that night, Sasha had cornered you and told you there was scary noises coming from a broom closet and had asked for help checking it out. You reluctantly agreed, only because it was getting late and you wanted to get to bed. The two of you went to the closet, footsteps echoing across the quiet halls.

Entering the small room, you spoke, “Hmm. Sasha there’s nothing in here, are you sure-.” You got cut off due to the door being slammed in your face and locked shut.

Jiggling the handle aggressively, you yelled, “Sasha Braus I swear to god, if you don’t let me out of here it’s no bread for a week!”

Sasha gulped but stayed strong, hoping Armin was on his way with Levi. Ten minutes later, Armin showed up... without Levi. Sasha’s eyes nearly popped out of her head, “Armin, where the hell is Levi?!”

Armin scratched the back of his neck, “He wouldn’t come. Said I should ‘get some balls and go look at the noise by myself’.”

Sasha sheepishly opened the door to a very angry Captain, crying as you yelled and told her she wasn’t getting bread for a week. You’d almost felt bad if it weren’t for the fact that several spiders decided to crawl up your leg while you were trapped inside the miserable closest.

The next day, you were in an even worse mood because of the broom closet accident. So, the scouts went back to planning the reunion of their two grumpy captains.

The new plan consisted of getting the two of you within ten feet of each other, which proved difficult. Eren and Jean would both ask for combat training from the two of you and hoped that maybe being close to each other would spark a conversation between you two.

However, the plan backfired when seeing eachother made the two of you even angrier so you both fought the boys aggressively which resulted in Jean and Eren laying on their asses as the two of you stalked off in seperate directions.

You were quite grumpy at this point, snapping at the smallest things and taking things out on the wrong people. You knew it was wrong but you couldn’t help it; it felt like everyone was trying to piss you off.

By now, Hange had grown tired of you and Levi’s negative energy and the beat-up scouts. So finally, they decided to step in.

They found you in your office working on paperwork and quickly grabbed your hand, rudely dragging you away from your work.

“What the hell Hange!” You exclaimed, trying to turn back to your work but Hange had a suprisingly strong grip.

“Sorry! But I need to show you this thing I’ve been working on. It’s urgent!” They explained as they pulled you through the halls. They stopped in front of a random room, opening the door and shoving you in.

“Oi, four eyes, where is the ‘urgent thing’ you needed to show me?” You gasped as you realized Levi was in the room that Hange had just thrown you into.

Levi’s eyes widened when he noticed you in the room and he started shaking his head, “Don’t you dare Hange-.”

SLAM.

Hange locked the door, leaving the two of you sitting alone in your tension. The silence was heavy as you avoided eye contact, plotting the many ways you could get back at the scientist for this later. You were so caught up in your own thoughts you didn’t even realize Levi was staring at you till he spoke up.

“Do you ever plan to let us talk this out or are you just gonna be an angry brat for the rest of your life?” His tone was cold.

Your eyes snapped up to meet his grey ones, searching them for any emotion but you were met with nothing, his walls were up. “What is there to talk about? You made it clear how you feel.”

“How I feel?” He questioned.

“That I’m not strong enough for you. Maybe I’m not humanity’s strongest but I’m talented and that deserves to be recognized. I’m not gonna let you shit on my talent just because I hurt your ego. Which by the way, I don’t even know why you thought I was attacking your skills. I just want you to be safe and I don’t know why you can’t just- MHPM.” Your rant was cut off midway by the feeling of warm lips against yours.

You froze for a moment before returning the kiss, running your hands up into his hair and opening your mouth to deepen the kiss. Levi’s hands snaked around you waist, pulling you tight against his chest. This continued for a few more seconds before you pulled away, cheeks flushed and lips swollen.

Levi spoke up, “I know you’re a talented soldier, it’s something I really respect about you. I shouldn’t have phrased it the way I did, I just... I don’t want to lose you. So, I want you to be the best because then, my chances of loosing you are less.” You looked at him in shock.

His grey eyes showed love and ... fear. The fear of loosing you like he’d lost so many. Your chest tightened at the sight. Tears pricked in your eyes as you pulled him into another hug.

“You don’t have to worry about me, okay? I’m gonna fight with everything I got to make sure I come home to you. You just make sure you do the same, don’t go dying on me.” Your speech was slightly muffled by his shirt but he nodded nonetheless.

“Yay! The lovebirds finally made up! Good! I was worried you were gonna kill the scouts.” Hange laughed from the other side of the now opened door.

a/n: this ain’t the greatest but i wrote it at midnight so yk 😐👋