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arumin-arureruto · 2 years
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AOT (college au) headcannons 
warnings: none!
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This is part of the same au of my other 2 fics (link below)
I think I like when it rains
Happy birthday Eren
Background Info
Your college is a little more on the smaller side, making the dorms nicer and most people knowing each other. Geographically it’s located in a small beach town in Northern California
Your calculus lll professor Levi Ackerman and the European history professor Erwin Smith were rumored to be dating but no one knew for sure…
Rumor has it professor Hange runs a meth lab under the school’s main library, but Connie was the one that started that rumor which makes it less than credible
Since your college is smaller, each student is able to have their own apartment. Majority of the couples (including you and Eren) just decided to move in together.
Your entire friend group somehow ended up on the same floor, Marco was made your RA so there is no one besides you guys on the floor.
Each floor has a communal kitchen and a common room.
ok now on to the fun stuff
At first Eren thought he was going to follow in his father's foot steps and do pre-med, however he then decided to major in history.
You and Mikasa work part time at a pretty busy boba shop downtown.
For a while there was this mystery on wether or not Connie's name is actually Connie... After Jean and Marco accessed school records you found out what it actually is.
It's Cornelius
Oh but that's not all...
His middle name is Consuelo.
For weeks, the name Cornelius Consuelo Springer was heard across campus.
Jean is the best cook out of all of you, he never went to culinary school he just spent a lot of time watching youtube videos.
Annie volunteers at an animal shelter on the weekends, sometimes Sasha joins her.
Eren is kind of a clean freak, he keeps your apartment spotless.
your entire group consists of you, Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Jean, Sasha, Connie, Marco, Annie, Historia and Ymir.
Sometimes Bertholdt and Reiner join you guys but it's not always.
One time Armin found a kitten in a box outside the grocery store, he decided to keep the cat, Annie had no complaints.
The cat now roams freely through your floor when you guys aren't in class, his name is garlic bread and he is spoiled rotten by the entire gang.
You guys try to do movie nights every 2 weeks or so, settling on a movie takes at least a couple days.
Ymir and Historia's apartment probably the nicest decorated out of all of yours.
Marco has a green thumb, he can bring any plant back to life.
Armin on the other hand... is not allowed within 2 feet of any plants.
Most of you guys are from the same town (with the exception of Ymir and Annie).
Speaking of which, you found out Connie and Mikasa "dated" in middle school which sent the entire group into collective shock
Jean draws and he's good at it.
He tried teaching you the basics once but you gave up
One time you were having a bad day and Eren was out of town with his family, when you got home you came across a piece of paper with a sketch of you smiling on it and a chocolate bar.
a/n: hehe I miss posting <3333
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eli0004 · 2 months
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Your first time having sex with Eren Yeager is spontaneous.
It happens on the 3rd date. The two of you go to see a movie, you’ll be mindlessly nudging your socked foot against his leg, hand resting on his meaty thigh. You have no idea how crazy you’re making him.
By the end of the movie, Eren is praying for a chance to adjust himself in his sweats before you notice the damage. He takes his chance, but you sneak a cheeky glance and notice.
The two of you get into his car, the parking lot basically empty as light rainfall begins to sprinkle the windshield. You Gaze at his green eyes through shadows cats by distant street lamps. He notices, and lifts his hand to scratch at the back of his neck, growing unnerved by the silence.
“You wanna fuck me Eren?” You cock your head to one side, subtly leaning in towards him with a smirk. “You wanna touch my body?”
If you really listen hard, you’ll hear his breath catch in his throat, stunned.
“Erm…h-here?” He whispers, glancing around. The rain comes down harder now, soft music playing lowly through the speakers. You turn it up just slightly, and climb into the backseat, beckoning your sweet brunette to follow.
“Why not?” You pull him into you as he settles into the seat, kissing him with a sly grin “don’t you like a little thrill?”
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mommypieck · 6 months
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⌗︙・fairy mikasa ⸜⸜・
little fairy mikasa has her eyes on you ever since you stepped your foot into the forest. her eyes would follow you everytime you bathed by the river.
her body is hiding behind a tree again and she bites her lip when she sees your wet breasts. you splash water on yourself, wincing a bit at the cold feeling.
mikasa wants to see you closer and she makes another step forward, accidently stepping on a branch that makes a loud sound.
"who is here?" you yell out, your hands coming to conceal her breasts. you notice a female figure by one of the trees, her eyes are wide and she's been probably watching you the whole time. she's probably more scared of you than you are of her.
"come here." you say, waving at her. she's hesitant but she tiptoes to you. now you finally notice her wings. she's beautiful from head to toe. she looks at you with a curious look. you know she's thinking about something.
you're taken back when she pounces of you. your first instinct is to hit her but her intention is different. she plants kisses to your skin.
"i never tried anything with a human." she says, placing kisses down neck. your eyes never leave her wings, they move with every kiss she gives you. her hands hold your waist tightly, it almost hurts. she presses you against her body, her mouth moving further down.
she grips one of your boobs, looking at it with interest.
"they look the same as mine." her tone is confused, making you chuckle.
"of course they look the same."
her finger flicks your nipple before pinching it, making you giggle. she lowers her head, taking your nipple in her mouth. you moan as she sucks on your nipple as if she was nursing. her wings are now moving faster, the tips of it almost vibrating. her expression is peaceful. you never thought you would have a forest fairy suck on your boobs. she pulls away from your nipple, spit connection it to her mouth. she looks like a deer in headlights as she takes your hand.
"now do the same to me." she says, pulling down her dress to show you her boobs. you laugh at her eagerness but you have something else prepared for her.
"let me take care of you." you tell her, your hand slowly creeping up her leg. you slide under her dress only to find out she's not wearing any panties. you tease her clit with your fingers, making her back lie on the grass. that way it's better. she's already a little soaked but you know that it's probably her first time getting wet. you put pressure on her clit while you probe at her opening. she screams out when the tip of your finger enters her. you push it in and out of her slowly, other finger still massaging her clit.
"i feel weird." she moans, almost humping your finger now. you know she's about to cum. she shakes and trashes around as she cums for the first time. her juices coat your entire hand.
"i- i liked it. be here tomorrow at night."
and with that she spreads her wings and disappears in the forest. you lay there speechless, how are you explain to someone that you fingered a fairy?
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pinkmirth · 1 year
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I think we need some headcanons of cowboy Reiner
— ( save a horse, ride a cowboy! )
༉‧₊˚. — synopsis: just a cluster of fluffy and smutty headcanons for none other than the love of my life, cowboy reiner!
༉‧₊˚. — contains: (2k words of…) cowboy!reiner x fem!reader, (black coded), fluff, nsfw/smut, modern au, southern setting, established relationship (married), fantasies of having a child, breeding kink (‘cause this is reiner we’re talking about duh!), mentions of pregnancy, bondage kink, oral (m!receiving/blowjob), cowgirl position, doggy-style, creampie, reiner calls himself “daddy”, use of the petnames (mama, sugar, darling, honey, cowgirl), reiner calls you “woman” once, lowercase intended, minors shoo!
༉‧₊˚. — mira’s note: oh absolutely, nonnie! here are some thoughts I have on cowboy rei-rei 💕 (check masterlist for other reiner fics!)
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this man is always covered head-to-toe in classic cowboy attire— embroidered cowboy boots, blue denim jeans with a lasso hanging from his belt loop, and a trusty old cowboy hat. he’s got the whole getup, and he looks even sexier in it every time you see him! though, his best look by far is the shirtless one. it’s the highlight of your day when whenever it gets too warm outside, because he’s soon to peel off his top. from across the farm, he can feel your eyes burning into his lightly-tanned skin as he does the most mundane chores. his muscles tense and flex with every move, pecs gleaming with sweat. he shoots you a smirk, folding his arms across his bare chest. “y’like what ya see, honey?” you pray the weather’s even hotter tomorrow.
it warms his heart whenever you come around to watch him do his daily chores around the farm. your presence motivates him to work harder, so he can continue to provide for you and sustain your comfortable lifestyle. you try not to be too much of a distraction, but you can’t help wanting to be closer to your husband; so you tug at his leather belt and pull him in for a kiss. that gets him giddy like nothing else. “ya know how much i love it when y’do that… gimme another,” he puckers his lips, and you giggle. “i don’t wanna keep you sidetracked for too long, rei. you were busy before i got here,” you caress his stubbled cheek and he pouts in response, leaning forward to receive another pillowy kiss. “jus’ one more, mama.”
cowboy reiner loves to cook and bake! he often goes on farmer’s market dates with you, walking hand in hand as you help him pick out the freshest ingredients and spices. you chat and laugh amongst one another, dropping carrots and apples into the hand-woven basket that reiner made for you. after arriving back home, he allows you to relax in yours and his shared bedroom while he whips together a hearty southern meal for the two of you. he shouts from across the house, adorned in nothing but a short pair of checkered boxers and a flimsy apron, “supper’s ready, darlin’! come on down ‘n eat!”
he’s great with animals! reiner cradles an adorable month-old horse in his strong arms, feeding milk to the baby with a soft smile. it’s just about the sweetest thing you could ever see! all the little foals follow him around the ranch because they love papa reiner just as much as you do <3 he’s built something of a connection between himself and his beloved herd, which is why he’s able to bring the horses over to their stables with no hassle whatsoever. this man could practically be a veterinarian with all the animal knowledge he has!
he’s a locally known rodeo champion! reiner wins the prize for longest bull-riding every single year. he should allow someone else a fighting chance, at least 😭 but he’s just effortlessly good at anything he puts his mind to! he skillfully rides the beast with such ease, leaving the crowd in awe. courtesy of his natural-born strength, he hardly ever gets tossed off. reiner’s got medals galore hanging on his wall from every competition.
as a southern man, he’s very family-oriented. his loved ones are of the utmost importance to him, and he’ll always put family first before anything else. he utterly adores you, and can’t wait to start a tiny lil family of his own with you <3 when I tell you this man cannot wait to be a papa, I mean it! there’s no denying that reiner would be an amazing father, considering that he’s so caring and attentive. he knows the best tickle spots to target, and the silliest faces to make to get a child cracking up (both of which he discovered through spending lots of time with gabi when she was small.) he constantly daydreams about dressing up his little one in tiny boots and overalls and carrying them up on his shoulders. (yes, I’m pushing the daddy rei-rei agenda on this fine weekend!)
cowboy reiner has manners like none other— the epitome of a true gentleman! he’s a great listener, is always so patient, opens doors for you, pays for your things without hesitation, gives frequent massages, carries you when you begin to feel tired; the list goes on! he’s just so kind and selfless, and never fails to show it. cowboy rei-rei is truly the perfect husband. “your feet hurt? well c’mere, sugar. i’ll carry you. it ain’t too much for me, y’know i can handle ya! jus’ hold onto me. i gotcha, okay?”
cowboy reiner is a grown man who can wholly appreciate your body and every striking detail about it. he scrutinizes the small dotted beauty marks scattered across your skin, your cutely patterned stretch marks, the curves and crevices of your soft tummy and thighs, and he fucking loves it all. makes it a habit to kiss up and down your body, just to give you a well-needed confidence boost. this man right here surely knows how to make a woman feel special! “listen t’me— you’re so fuckin’ gorgeous, y’know that?”
(nsfw) — reiner loves when you treat him to a surprise blowie during work. he’s up to the usual, arranging things around the barn and tending to the animals. you then make your entrance, wrapping your arms around his waist to hug him from behind. your plump lips curve into a sensual smile as you ask him, “can I steal you for a moment, baby? it won’t be for too long, I swear it.” in an instant, he's allowing you to pull him away from his duties, unknowing of where you’re taking him, but also uncaring because he’d allow you to do whatever you please. he follows you with the goofiest smile plastered on his charming face, because he knows that he’s about to receive the most knee-buckling blowjob of his entire goddamn life. you bring him into the hayloft, pushing him against the red-painted wall until he’s flat against it. you drop to your knees and bring his jeans down with you. “fuck, darlin’… kiss the tip ‘fa me.” he moans lowly. you do as he wishes, suckling on his cockhead with the most beautiful, glistening eyes. you’re so eager to please, and it makes him throb on your tongue. with a hand at the back of your head, he guides you further onto him until you’ve swallowed the entirety of his fat dick. reiner ruts his hips, fucking into your wet mouth. you always know just how to make him feel so good, so loved. he adores you like nothing else. “oh, that’s it, honey, right there… atta girl.”
(nsfw) — the bondage kink on this man is insane, I tell you! cowboy reiner loves to keep your hands tied behind your back and watch you squirm against the rope. “rei,” in a breathless whine, his name falls from your plush lips. you wiggle your ass in the air for him, anticipating his next move. he takes you from the back, raw-dogging your pussy with a merciless pace. you truly wonder where he gets all this unparalleled energy to drill you into the bed, especially considering all the hard work he puts into maintaining the farm every day. one large hand of his stays planted on your waist, hastily grabbing, while the other holds onto your tied hands for leverage. he delivers harsh, deep-reaching thrusts, with his firm hips sharply smacking against you from behind. your wrists struggle against the rope, and he can tell just how desperate you are to touch him. his gaze is fixated on your soft body; every jiggle of your ass and ripple of your thighs is more hypnotizing than the last. you mewl for him, stuttering out something along the lines of ‘t—too much!’ … reiner leans down until his chest grazes the arch of your back, so that he can say, “quit alla-that whinin’, woman.” he clicks his teeth, flooding your ears with that sexy southern drawl of his. “y’can take it all, you’ve done it before.”
(nsfw) — we all know it, the entire goddamn fandom knows it: cowboy reiner has a massive fucking breeding kink! he wants nothing more than to get you pregnant by stuffing your pliant womb with his thick loads of cum. giving you a creampie makes him go completely wild; he watches his seed drip down your slit with hitched breath. a sight such as that is enough to get him hard all over again. the lust takes over, and he’s thinking with his dick for the next three rounds. plowing into you and rubbing at your puffed clit with calloused fingertips, reiner asks, “want me to come inside you? hm?” he gently holds onto your chin, directing your gaze to him. you dazedly look at your husband, pulsing around his thick cock. seeing how fucked-out you are makes his chest swell with the utmost pride. his greatest achievement is being able to please you. “tell me how bad y’fuckin’ want it, baby.” he rasps. your pleading moans urge him to release for you. his warm, pearly arousal seeps into you for the nth time that night. all he wants is to fill you up until you’re walking funny, with your leg shaking from all the stimulation. or, at least until that little stick comes out positive one day. having you grow plump with his child is his ultimate fantasy. “you’d look so stunnin’ as a mama, carryin’ my baby… don’t’cha think so, sugar?”
(nsfw) — reiner likes to let you wear his cowboy hat while you ride him. mounting onto your husband with your legs on either side of his hips, you straddle him. your dainty hands are planted on his broad chest for balance. he pulls off his iconic hat, hair cutely tousled from wearing it all day, before sitting up to place it on your head. “since you’ll be the one ridin’ tonight. giddyup, cowgirl.” he teases with a slick grin. you tip the hat with a breathy laugh before sinking down on his fat dick, maintaining sharp eye contact with him as your throbbing cunt takes him in little by little, until your clit’s grounded and snug against the dark-blonde tufts of his happy trail. his warm palms rub along your body as you swivel your hips, slamming down on all nine girthy inches that he has to offer. he watches your tits bounce, one manicured hand of yours squeezing at your left boob while the other holds onto his hat that rests upon the crown of your head. you rock back and forth with fervor, and he swears he can feel every spongy ridge of your contracting pussy. he throws his head back onto the pillows and gazes at you with the prettiest set of honey-golden eyes, hooded and lust-blown. gravelly moans fall past his agape lips as he spurs you on, giving your ass a thorough smack, “bounce on it, jus’ like that— yeah, fuck daddy’s cock.”
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kanekisfavoritegf · 1 year
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Nerd!Eren let’s out the loudest moans. Like he doesn’t even try to hide how you make him feel..
He’d have you spread out on his bed, as he kneeled on the floor. His face placed perfectly between your open legs so he’d be at eye level with your perfect pussy.
He’d feel his pants becoming wetter and wetter with the flowing pre cum that would deep out through his tight clothes, he watched you finger yourself. Per his request of course.
You’d hear him let out soft moans as his eyes fixated on the way you clamped around your digits for his pleasure.
And when he finally gives in and decides to give a try at eating you out, would he let out the loudest, and borderline screaming type moans.
P.S. he would totally cum in his pants while eating you out fs
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iplayghoul · 8 months
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hot tub sex wit ony ? drabble ?? oneshot ?? this longer than i thought it wld be i just cant stop talkin... its 11 am bruh
its soooo obvious that im more into a soft sex kinda vibe, always or rough sex written in the most gentle and soft way possible 🙈
so i cant help but constantly imagine hot tub sex wit ony. in my head at the start of the relationship he constantly gravitates towards our apartment. in his mind he felt it was safer for his partners always, not wanting you to feel yk at danger in a man's house despite how safe he made you feel BUT ofc you have a jacuzzi.
in this universe, like in my head, i imagine both ony and reader have jobs in the medical feild likkee maybe ony is a surgeon and reader is a private psychiatrist who sometimes picks up shifts at the hospital onyankopon works at ???
ANYWHO becuzz of this they sometimes work hard ass shifts, whether theyre long or short, its hard as fuckk and they come home tired. ony gets home first, maybe an hour earlier and he has a key card to your apartment so he can let himself in, feeds your pets and relaxes on the couch, thinking of if he should make you two dinner or order sumn.
then he thinks of the jacuzzi, a nice relaxing hot soak after a hard shift is all he needs so he stops petting your cat or roughhousing with the dog and orders sushi, grabbing a drink of his choice whether it be wine, a light alcohol or sum shit for yall to sip when the sushi comes.
i think you get home not long after the sushi is delivered. maybe 10 minutes later and its still fresh and warm OUU shit i need sum sushi rn 😭 and ony fine ass is in some black swim shorts with the sushi all out on a platter wit the sauces on it, and hes got his feet in the water while he jus sits on the side of the jacuzzi and calls out to let yk where he is
you take a quick rinse off before donning a bikini, a black one to match his b4 putting up your braids and joining him on the edge wit a kiss. i like to think ony loooves kissing. he loves stimulatin his mouth n his lips. its a long, soft kiss and u cant help but lean into each other its like ugghh at last i can relax and let my gaurd down and just be vulnerable after being in this big position at work yk? 🤭
so you share several long kissing before both getting waist deep into the hot tub, letting the bubbling heated fun engulf you both as you down pieces of sushi, feeding each other while staying connected at the hip. i think he cant help but put his hands on u, always letting it rest on ur hip. sometimes i tink he jus likes to be touching you at all times its like a safety thing, sometimes jus resting his hand on your shoulder, ankle, tummy, dont matterrr he wants to kno ur there.
its only a matter of time before talking about each others day becomes nothing more than a whisper of a conversation. and ur eyes cant leave each others lips... necks, chests... and then ur kissin again :) hehee and kissin all over each other so tenderly and meek.
just then hes slipping his hands under ur peachy squishy ass n lifting u to the edge of the tub, kickin ur feet in the air and he sees ur toes are done. pretty pink polish with a baby pink french tip, and baby pink flower designs dancing across a few toes ... hes not one to have a raging foot fetish but it entices him,,, sooo he puts ur toes in his mouth and it tickles a bit ! but feeling his hot tongue caress ur little toes carelessly makes u feel all warm, especially ur cheeks.
eeeeek and then he jus cant help but continue to lick , suck n kiss all about your ankle, i imagine ur gold/silver lil anklet has his name awn it cuz he doesnt want u to tattoo his name :<< , but his lips smooth there way up to your inner thighs and hes pullin ur panties to the side so his thick lips can sink into ur thick lips as he slowly jus... makes out wit ur cunt idk if i can even call it 'eating out' anymore, hes in luv with ur pussy. obsessed wit the way u smell down there actually. fuck a roses and flowers smell bitch he is stealin yo panties after a LONG day at work tf 😭 he jus like me fr ok ok.
i jus luv a soft sex moment, his tongue mixes wit u sooo well and ur whines are of no use to him cuz he's havin fun and everythings jus so... slow and relaxed. ur grindin up into his face slow too cuz what else can u do but relax and just let your man do his thing. hes laying his upper body into you, drinkin ur squirt when u cum and mushin his face all in ur cream when u do orgasm, its long and drawn out and so. good.
then he pulls u back in the water wit him, slippin his dick in u fluidly, connecting u both and honestly yall sit there for a good minute. just basking in each others immaculate warmth. the fuck is dragging , sloww and aching but neither of u care to move faster. ur holdin the edge of the tub and hes holdin ur legs up to your shoulders , usin each other as leverage to fuck into the other slow and deep. low moans r harmonizing wit each other and its just... perfect :(
all thruought the fuck n i cannawwt stress this enuf he is kissin on u , he cant help it. he revels in kissin all over ur face and lips even if ur too far gone to kiss him back , kissin on ur neck and ur tits that are all squished together cuz of the position annnnd kissin on ur thighs and ur legss as theyre so far up he can reach em wit his mouth. he presses kisses on ur head too . u deserve it :(( ohh u deserve it so bad and its moments like these that i luv always.
even when u guys cum , ur lips are locked and ur swallowing each others moans, and breathin hot in each others mouths when ur done.
why is this so long notice how i cant shut tf up ab soft sex ???? bye yall !
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ilylovelyz · 10 months
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levi is a pussydrunk lover 'n im all for it
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just me talkin pussydrunk levi
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nobody can change my mind on this
i don't exactly think levi would be a virgin
but you wrote a fic abt levi being a virgin
anyways
but i don't think he would be super experienced either
instead i think he would've had sex with like two or three people max
and they were all like one or two night stands
and when he met you, he hadn't had sex in like a decade
its like hes a virgin all over again
for once, his hands are trembling and he's just staring at your body like 😳
he doesn't remember what to do
the first time he bottomed out in you, he was red as a tomato, jaw clenching, everything
he was such a mess
it was so pleasurable, it felt painful how hard he was
his eyes literally were stinging with tears
literally heaven
his face was tingling cuz he was blushing so hard
i feel like hes kinda vocal in bed
lets out a few moans, grunts n stuff
curses a lot
but i feel like after a while he gets embarrassed and puts his nose into ur neck so you cant hear him or see all the pleasurable faces hes making
LOTS of shaky breaths and pants tho
once his tongue began to bleed cuz he was biting his tongue
when hes masturbating alone, hes 10x quieter cuz he thinks it would be super embarrassing for someone to catch him
definitely stuffs his face into your pillow and jacks off while sniffing it
it reminds him of you
he doesnt jack off to ur panties tho surprisingly
you caught him jacking off to your panties once and he didnt notice cuz he was in heaven
he was so embarrassed when he noticed you watching him cum so hard
he never did it again
he wants to tho
after the first time you two had sex, hes always horny
he gets kinda cranky whenever hes horny actually
calms down when you let him sink his cock into you tho <3
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magicxc · 2 months
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Headcannons
Rain Down On Me - Where they like to cum. 02/10/24
Warnings: lots of cum
Pretzel Shapes - Their fave position. 02/11/24
Warnings: tiny bit o smut
Toxic Traits - Tha bois being toxic. 02/16/24
Warnings: none
Drunk In Love- How they are when drunk. 02/17/24
Warnings: none
Aunt Flo - Their reactions to periods. 02/17/24
Warnings: blood? none fr
Stork Visits - Are tha bois interested in expanding their families? 02/24/24
Warnings: possible baby fever
Pillow Talk - Things they say in bed. 02/25/24
Warnings: some smut here, some smut there
Kinks - What gets them ticking. 03/02/24
Warnings: horny thots
Safe Word - How they react to the safe word being used. 03/09/24
Warnings: none
Sizes - Do they hang low? 03/10/24
Warnings: none
Safe Word Ignored - How they react to the safe word being used. 03/17/24
Warnings: DUB CON, NON CON
Movies - their fave movie genre. 03/31/24
Warnings: possible impulsive buying of streaming subscriptions
Holidays - their fave holidays. 03/31/24
Warnings: none
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smutbutoutofnowhere · 5 months
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literally anyone: man i hope someone would write smut about those side characters that people like and couldn’t find any content about them
me:
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the-traveling-poet · 6 months
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Headcannon no. 5
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Married Life
(taglist: @21aurora @deepzombieyouth )
Married life with Erwin would be a mixed show of different aesthetics.
On one hand you’d have the regal and formal Commander, with his beautiful and poised SO either sat at his side during meetings or lacing your arm through his while on a walk through the towns.
Elegance, power, a dark and romantic acidamia vibe surrounding the two of you…This is how the people would interpret your relationship on a daily basis.
But for those closer to the man’s inner circle, they’d see a whole other side to your relationship.
One where his arm was thrown around your shoulder as you casually sat in the mess hall of HQ for breakfast, with your hand placed over his on the table top in domestic familiarity.
They’d see the soft smiles and jabs of of inside jokes passed between the two of you in off duty hours.
He’d always hold the hand that held your ring, rubbing comforting circles against the back of your hand while making small talk with his veteran companions.
The innocent, or sometimes suggestive, display of affection would always warm the room you occupied with your man.
And for those who were closest to the two of you?
Dear god, they got to see nearly all the many layers of your love.
Walking into Erwin’s office only to see the two of you sprawled out on the couch laughing your asses off over some story he’d been telling you was a common occurrence.
Miche couldn’t count on his two hands how many times he’d walked in to see you sitting on top of Erwin’s desk as he worked on signing documents, tying his hair up in goofy styles for the fun of it.
And poor Hange had learned to knock on your shared bedroom door before barging in with a report.
Hange had undoubtedly seen just how much he loved you, more than their other friends would ever want to.
Expect many jokes to come from them after this encounter the morning after.
“Seems you’re balls deep in love with her, Erwin~”
“Hange, that’s not appropriate,” Erwin would sigh in exasperation.
“But I mean…They’re not wrong,” you’d butt into the conversation with a snicker.
Cue a horrified Levi nearly dropping his teacup from the other end of the table.
The point is; there’s many layers to the love Erwin has for you, and you him. Wether anyone on the outside always got to see it or not, everyone knew the two of you were inseparable.
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trost has a blizzard
pairing: jean kirstein x f!reader
word count: 1.3k
cw: fluff :)
summary: today’s shitty but luckily for you, trost university decided to cut its’ students some slack by giving them the day off. you had the blizzard to thank for spending an entire snow day with jean.
sasha, connie and you had decided to spend the previous night at jean’s house. his parents weren’t home, not that they’d care anyway, and it was a perfect opportunity for the four of you to spend some time goofing off. sasha lived right next door but you, however, did not. you lived about a fifteen-minute drive away- not too far but impossible to drive in this sort of condition. they had the luxury of walking next door to their home, given connie is mr. and mrs. braus’s honorary child, and escaping jean’s moodiness.
sasha and connie were gone before you’d even woken up. all that remains of them was a mess of bundled up blankets on the kirstein’s living room floor. the sun was beating down hard through the windows, reflecting off the white snow. it was blinding, considering you’d just woken up. jean lays on the couch, an arm thrown above his head in a deep sleep.
quietly, you untangled yourself from the old quilt blankets. jean’s grandmom had made them a while ago. they were itchy but they kept you warm. you head over to the window on your tiptoes. outside, it’s a white wonderland. you groan under your breath as you see it had snowed enough to cover up more than half of your tires.
you didn’t mind jean. truthfully, he was a pain in the ass. he annoyed the hell out of you but sometimes, he was nice to be around. truthfully, you found his grumpiness cute. other times, you wanted to punch him in that thick skull of his.
as you curse sasha for leaving you here with him, you turn around to head back to your spot on the floor. jean’s awake, his hair pulled every which direction, and watching you. a black tshirt adorns his torso with a matching pair of plaid pajama pants. there’re bags under his eyes with a confused expression.
“where’d they go this early?” jean yawns and pulls himself up into a sitting position.
“home, jean. it’s almost 11:30.” you point to the clock hanging above the flatscreen.
“and you’re still here?” he asks, tilting his head. he’s confused but more importantly, he’s surprised that you’d want to spend time with him without the company of your best friend.
“don’t get too excited. my car’s not going anywhere like that.” you sigh and jerk your head towards the window.
jean uses two hands to push himself up off the couch. his absence leaves a perfect indent of his body. he chuckles as he looks out the window, “you better get to shoveling cause i’m not helping you with that shit.” with that, he turns around and heads into the other room.
deciding that maybe you should get to work, you hesitantly oblige jean’s orders. not because you can’t handle some snow shoveling, no, because you hate listening to jean. it makes you feel like you lost.
you bundle up as best as you can with the clothes you brought. not blizzard appropriate, but hopefully enough to keep you somewhat warm as you dig out your car.
the wind meets you with a slap in the face. it whistles loudly in your ears as you tuck your chin into your neck for a bit of extra warmth as you head over to your car, but not before grabbing a shovel leaning against the garage door.
a few minutes into your labor, you hear the front door close. out comes jean, wearing the correct attire. a thick black winter jacket with the hood pulled up. it’s fur lined, bits of it poking out around his face. his hands are shoved into the pockets as he heads over to you with his snow boots leaving size 10 shoe prints along the way.
it’s cold but the adorable sight of jean makes an unfathomable heat rush to your face. he looked adorable and you couldn’t deny it. it was pissing you off.
“i can do it, jean. go back in.” you raise your voice a bit as he just smiles at you.
“i’m not that much of a dick.” he grabs the spare shovel and heads over to you. reluctantly, you accept his help even though you really don’t want to. but for the sight of his cheeks and nose turning red with windburn, you’ll tolerate it.
after spending fifteen minutes or so digging out your tires and the driveway, jean pauses and says he’s going to get you some warmer clothes. you don’t object to this, the snow was starting to seep into your shoes. he’s gone for about thirty seconds before your head jolts forward as something smacks the back of it.
“jean.” you growl without turning around. he doesn’t answer you. “i swear to god, if you-“ you threaten as you spin yourself to face him.
smack.
a cold, hard white ball of snow strikes you in the center of your face. you gasp at the iciness feeling left on your face being amplified by the wind.
jean stands a few feet away from you, grinning from ear to ear. “what are you gonna do?” he taunts as he bends down to scoop up some more.
“i’m not playing this game. help me dig, please.” you say annoyedly. he tosses another at you, hitting you just above your belly button. “jean. you are so fucking childish.” you groan but take a quick second to grab your own supply of snow.
you’re faster than he is. your throw lands right against his left cheek and he looks flabbergasted. bewildered by your accuracy, you get a chance to land another one on the opposite cheek. now, he just looks grumpy. he looks entirely grumpy with rosy cheeks and a fur lined hood.
“you’re in for it, (y/n.)” he threatens, pointing a finger at you. he starts trudging towards you, prompting you to run in hopes he doesn’t catch you. you think heading for the door is a good option; there’s no snow to throw in there.
with frozen fingers, you grab onto the doorknob but before you can push it open, two strong arms wrap around you. they lift you off the ground and away from the safety of the indoors. “you asked for this.” he struggles to get his words out as he carries you back towards the yard, you kicking and flailing the entire time, demanding he put you down. “fine, i’ll put you down.” jean drops you face first in the snow.
you shriek as jean does as he said. landing belly-down, you push yourself as hard as you can up away from the cold earth. jean stands above you, looking all too smug. you were going to get him for this. you shoot your hands out and grab his pants, just above the knees, and yank him downwards to the snow. you calculated a bit too wrong- jean leans directly on top of you, knocking your back right back down into the snow. he barely catches himself with his two gloved hands.
“oh…uh…” jean stammers as he hovers over you. your heart is beating too fast for your own liking. why were you looking at him like this? and why was he looking at you like that? you can't say anything, you just swallow your own spit. peering up at him through snow-riddled eyelashes, he gives speaking another attempt. “sorry…” his voice is slow and confused. a direct contradiction, he leans down and presses his lips to yours. surprisingly, they’re warm. you’ve forgotten all about your wet clothes as you feel his heat.
“that’s okay.” you whisper, your lips grazing against his.
“yo, what the fuck?” you look to your right and see a traumatized looking connie springer.
click here to read my jean fic !!
inspired by @brave-and-gentle’s fic 🤍
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eli0004 · 2 months
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Ever wondered where the Veterans would take you on a date?
(Erwin Smith, Levi Ackerman, Hange Zoe)
Erwin smith? Applebee’s💀
lmfao I’m joking, but the way i see it, Erwin strikes me as the goofy, endearingly cringy, single dad type of guy that really believes Applebee’s is the epitome of fine dining. Thankfully, he listens when Levi tells him to have a little class💀
In all seriousness, I think he’d be the type to take you wine tasting, go to see live music performances at local venues, or browsing a cute little craft market on a crisp spring morning.
He’d clean up nice beforehand, probably wear some jeans and a button up shirt, and this man would smell…so…fucking…good😩 like fresh powdery cologne and spearmint gum. You’d get in his car and he’d already have your favorite coffee order in the cupholder waiting for you. Omg i love him
Levi Ackerman? Tea shops, local bakeries, art museums, bookstores, theater.
Levi has a love for the arts, and anything intellectually stimulating. He likes to take his time getting to know the person he’s interested in, so he wouldn’t want to do any kind of activity he couldn’t talk during. It’s a common headcannon among us Levi lovers that he’s an acts of service kind of guy, so you know he’ll be always observing what kind of pastries you order, what kind of tea you like, or your favorite genre of book.
When Levi takes interest in someone, he doesn’t take them for granted. He’s always perusing, always chasing, always loving, so diligently. Gas will never be an issue, this man will drive you across town and back 4 times if you asked him to. He plans dates ahead of time, and always comes prepared, with a wallet full of cash and a tank full of gas, and If he ends the night empty handed, he’ll call it a job well done.
Hange Zoe? Hikes, smoke sesh on the roof, metaphysical shops, farmers markets, picnics, nature walks, the zoo.
Hange is one of those earthly granola people. They’re 100% vegan, grounded to the world around them, and a huge animal lover, so i love the idea that they’ll want to go on a hike to bird watch or pet some moss. Just imagine how cute it would be, you’re both walking around in a stream in the woods, pant legs hiked up around your calves, looking for pretty colored stones for your collection. The sun is peaking through the tree line and you both smell like sweat and sunscreen and earth. Hange finds a turtle or a small frog and catches it to show you🥹 they make me so soft. They’ll also 100% get sunburnt on their nose and cheeks because they can’t ever remember to apply sunscreen there.
Hange is the type to love taking photos of you on dates, and add them to the photo wall in their apartment. If you go to visit, the two of you will pack a bowl and laugh about the memories you have together as you look over the pictures, some kind of cozy music playing in the background.
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angelinpiink · 1 year
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Ymir is the kind of dom who makes you prove you deserve to be fucked, she’ll make you suck her fingers til they are slobbery, and drool is running down your chin, hitting the back of your throat to get them wet so she can pound your cunt with them. and you better do it right, just as she tells you or else she'll refuse to give you what you want. your thighs will be rubbing together when you get too eager to relieve yourself of the ache in your core since she’s taking her sweet time, staring down at you with eyes clouded and dirty. her low voice muttering a chorus of praise, sending you into a frenzy. however, her mood switches the moment you reach down to touch yourself she’ll tug at your hair. “p-please..” you’ll whimper, gripping at her hand to stop her from forcing them too far back into your throat her reasoning for this is you being a needy slut, she hates it when you try to take matters into your own hands. she’s so mean :( and gets off on seeing you gag and choke on her fingers.
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f4irycafe · 2 years
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Eren desperate with the idea of giving you his baby. You first noticed after you were done having sex. He had finished inside of you and usually he’d pop down beside you and pamper you with kisses and then clean you up but this time? He was just staring at your vagina. ”Ere-“, you try but he quickly hushes you.
“Hm? Let’s just fix this” as he fingers back in the sperm that was dripping out of your cunt. He wouldn’t want anything to go to waste. You squeak so he just tells you it’s gonna be okay while he pats your hair and kisses your forehead
y'all nasty ... i love it. requests are open for thirsts !!
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eren knew exactly how to fuck the soul right out of your body, and tonight was no different. you had just finished your third round, and you were pretty sure you wouldn't have been able to move even if you wanted to. your mind was foggy with lust, your hands still grasping at the pillows as you tried to ground yourself in this reality.
the silence and lack of touch began to unsettle you. usually after you finished having sex, he'd scoop you into your arms and gave you all the love, reassurance, and care you could need. today was different, he seemed still stuck in his head.
"ren?" you asked when you didn't feel your boyfriend's strong hand enveloping your body as they usually did.
"it's all good baby. all good." he sounded as if he was stuck in a trance, still kneeling between your legs as he started at your pulsating cunt.
"what-?" you started, only to be quieted by your man.
"shhh. lemme fix this real quick," he mutters, running a hand through his long, shoulder-length hair to pick up the stray pieces that fell out of his ponytail. before you can ask what he meant, his fingers are prodding at your asshole. you go to protest, you're not sure you could survive another round, but he doesn't put them inside of you. no. he dragged his fingers from your second hold to your first, scooping up his disgarded cum as he goes.
his eyes are blown wide, his mouth hanging open slightly as his tongue sticks out of his mouth in concentration, literally drooling at the sight of your pussy.
"gotta keep it all inside hm?" he asks in a sickenenigly sweet voice as he hovers over your body, his lips gently making contact with your cheek and jaw as he kisses you. "wouldn't want any to go to waste."
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notes: screaming crying, holy shit i love him.
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jeanspookiebear · 1 year
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ermmmmmm ermmm hehhehehehe :3 can u uhhhhmmm write jean nsfw heh heheh hee :3
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Jean Smut Headcannons
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HELP HI HERO. IDK HOW TO WRITE LIKE ACTUAL SMUT SO ILL JUST DO HEADCANNONS 😟
warnings: implied modern au, nsfw, mentions marco x jean once !
pairings: reader x jean kirstein
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SERVICE DOM. I can’t see him being mean or only caring about himself he’s too much of a sweetheart for that ☹️
thinks he’s experienced bc he watched porn in middle school and is shocked when porn is unrealistic
has a praise kink and lowkey into spit but nobody could even waterboard that out of him
CRIED THE FIRST TIME IT HAPPENED. HE GOT EMOTIONAL FOR SOME REASON?
i can see him being like really insecure so he probably needs a lot of reassurance
speaking of being insecure, i feel like he’d shave AND wax down there since he doesn’t expect people to like the hair
surprisingly has a low sex drive. he’s cocky but he’s still responsible, i really don’t see him constantly seeking sex so naturally his drive is just not that high.
he’s obviously a bisexual. he’s anything BUT straight.
he and marco tried to experiment but it ended up awfully and jean refused to speak to him for a month out of embarrassment. only was able to speak to marco again after marco forced him to speak to him again
NEVER FORGETS AFTERCARE. Again, he’s a nice guy, even if it was a one night stand he wouldn’t just leave he’d make sure whoever he was with enjoyed it and only leaves after he’s sure they’re perfectly okay<33
I HEADCANNON THAT HE’S A REALLY GOOD LISTENER SO HE WOULD FEEL SELF CONSCIOUS IF THE PERSON HE’S WITH IS SUPER QUIET 😭
Ironically enough he’s pretty quiet. i don’t see him being loud unless if he’s trying to irritate someone like a roommate.
he doesnt whimper but he’s WHINY. he never shuts up and it can get kinda annoying LMFAOO
he’s really experimental but he draws the line at shit. he’d probably try watersports ONCE and found it disgusting but he wouldn’t even try anything near experimenting anything with shit.
Doesn’t mind being submissive, he just wants to make sure you’re happy, if it makes you happy he’s happy
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kanekisfavoritegf · 1 year
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@venusflytrapstar
Jock!Eren taking Bimbo cheerleader reader home and taking his anger out on her after he loses…
HE’D BE SO MEAN WITH IT SAYING SHIT LIKE
“Stop running away slut.” As he drags you back onto his dick, stuffing your mouth with his fingers if he gets tired of hearing you whine.
“You are such a nasty bitch.” While he has his hand on the back of your head, pushing his cock deeper into your throat.
Y’all would go until he collapses literally wouldn’t give a single fuck how tired you are cause he is running on some kind of high.
TRUST THE AFTER CARE WOULD BE PHENOMENAL THO!☝🏾
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