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valel-draws · 2 months

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Doodle of my wife, Pieck🛐

#pieck finger #pieck supremacy #snk #aot #shingeki no kyojin fanart #attack on titan

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mommypieck · 2 years

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⌗︙・high pieck ⸜⸜・

modern high school au pieck is high out of her mind all the time. sometimes u are even surprised that the smoke doesn't go out of her ears. she's like a little kitten constantly in need of attention while she lazily blinks at the whole world. so u can imagine how sex with pieck looks like... she's not a very big fan of scrissoring but it's her favorite activity when she's high. she lazily rubs her wet pussy over yours, your leg on her shoulder and her tits spilling out of her shirt. her head is so high in the clouds that she might pass out in the middle of u two doing it. one time she rolled over and just fingered her pussy because she forgot u were next to her. but don't worry, she's gonna wreck u when she's sober.

#aot smut #aot x reader #attack on titan #snk #aot headcanons #attack on titan smut #pieck finger x reader #pieck headcanons #pieck smut #pieck x reader #pieck finger #attack on titan pieck #pieck supremacy #pieck x y/n #pieck finger x y/n #pieck finger smut #pieck finger x you #aot x reader smut #aot imagines

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nightfall-kachiniko · 2 years

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thinking about how pieck would look after you if you were sick. she would be so worried 🥺

Pieck x sick!reader headcanons

a/n: PIECK MY SWEETNESSヾ(*’□’*)ｰ

cw: pieck finger x sick! gn reader, fluff, just cute stuff :D

- this sweet girl would be so concerned. Like she’d take multiple days off of work just to take care of you. And whenever she couldn’t anymore she’d make sure someone would be there to help you in case you needed it (she’d force porco tbh)

- Pieck would call you all the time if you were sick, texting you to ask if you want her to bring home any food. And just in general would call you on lunch break to make sure you were okay.

-This sweetheart oml. She’d surprise you with your favorite sweets and would take your temperature every hour. You guys would cuddle watching a movie and everytime you coughed or sneezed she’d ask “are you alright bubs?” with a worried look on her face. she’d just cradle you like you were her baby bc lets face it you basically are to her she loves you so much ~( ´•︵•` )~

- your girlfriend would run you a nice warm bubble bath, making it extra special just for you. She’d add in her favorite bath salts and some freshly picked flower pedals, her favorite lavender essential oil, and a cute pink bath bomb. Pieck would beg you to let her wash your hair too, since she finds it calming and wants to make you feel good. She’d even let you wear a pair of her silk pajamas.

- Baby would go all out trying to help you. Washing dishes even though it's your turn and makes you a delicious meal. This cutie wouldn’t be able to sit still knowing you were hurting. And of course, would cuddle with you, even when you protested. “Honey you're gonna get sick..” you say with a stuffy nose. “I dont care as long as i’m next to you,” The woman would smile, giving you a sweet, gentle, kiss on your forehead.

- in all summary, get with a girl like pieck. Even better get with pieck. 👍

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3cremepie3 · 2 years

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Suffocate

Pieck x black fem chubby reader!

Smut 18+ Drabble

Synopsis- in which I write about two thick bitches suffocating each other while sitting on faces. Breath play, receiving, giving head, switch reader

It was a simple job interview question. “What do you like to do on your off days?” One you couldn’t answer truthfully of course. Your real answer would be your roommate Pieck! The secret love of your life. Well her and her pussy. That’s why you push her further into face not caring if your breath supply is cut off. All those days she stayed plopping her fat ass and cunt on you face must’ve been training for a moment like this. One where she was simply using you for her own pleasure. Grinding her soaping pussy onto your face. Your nose felt amazing in her hole so of course she couldn’t remove it. She knew eventually you needed to breath but that would have to wait for now. So you focused on licking her bundle of nerves. She was greedy wanting to cum over and over again in the first place. But you did such a good job sucking on her already swollen clit until her toes curled and you felt her thighs tremble in your hands. Only thing was you where out of air. Her plump ass blocking you completely and your hands slipping from her thighs. Now you had no way to tap out being stuck being having your face smothered by her pussy juice until she came creaming down your chin. She got off of you realizing your state. “Shit I’m sorry are you okay?!” She would always ask. You just held a weak dumbs up pacing for the air finally given.

She would always fake it up to you allowing you to do the same to her. Your thick thighs flooding the sides of her head. Only this time you weren’t so desperate from the start not wanting to crush her head. But she insisted more and more pushing you down onto her. Until she her self began to suffocate. Your mind was filled with pleasure not with her needs so you rode her face harder. You didn’t stop until you squirted into her mouth that was open to beg for air.

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killerbananas · 1 year

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Clinging

You give in to Pieck’s request and learn something new about her.

🔞 mdni | main mlist | 368 wc | gn!reader x Pieck x Porco x multi alluded

Warnings: smut; exhibitionism, voyeurism, fingering, Dom/sub tones, degradation/humiliation, comeplay, alluded come eating

The ebony waves cascading down an expanse of ivory canvas have always been a shining attraction of Pieck’s visage. Everyone who knew her in genuine fondness, found a warmth nestled within her person that seemed to soak into their skin when they hugged her, as if sharing a bit of inner light from her fingertips to where her chin rested, tucked away at delicate pulsepoint. One would notice, if they looked carefully and pulled away slowly enough, that again, from fingertip to electrically begging strands of her locks, Pieck was always holding on to those she found dear until the very last moment possible. You saw this charming fact as a rare and curious trait that deserved any reward Pieck could ask of you.

Which was how you ended up with your fingers buried in her slick curls, legs demanding hers part for your guests’ viewing pleasure while she squirmed on your lap.

“So warm and wanting here. Shouldn’t your friends get to see how excited you are for their rapt attention? As usual, my pretty, needy thing, you are clinging on so perfectly.”

True to word, a tendril of her arousal ribboned with heavy tension from your pointer to her lustswollen labia.

“Who wants to see how far we can make it stretch, hm?”

A heavy rouge colored Pieck’s chest and cheeks, but she smiled with a brilliance that encouraged Porco’s mouth to run as freely as he chose.

“Don’t let her fool you into thinking this is her first time. We used to play this game and I can show you exactly how far we can take her.”

Surprise lifted your brow in appreciative, coordinated mischief. “Is that so, pretty pet? Should Porco lend a hand down here for old time’s sake? Maybe I can learn more about what my sweet cunt truly enjoys.”

Pieck had the audacity to giggle at your thinly veiled ire, your timbre roughened with the frail patience slowly dwindling and heat flaring in your gut as Porco stepped up to Pieck’s nod. A smirk resided gleefully in the corner of your mouth when Porco’s smug countenance vanished at the shake of your head to his offered hand.

“Stick out your tongue.”

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lilrobinbird · 2 years

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dumping my old aot fanarts from insta pt 2

They're more recent so they're a lil better

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wickedweeboftheeast · 2 years

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Big stretchy 😙

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aot-sasageyo-shitposting · 2 years

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#aot #attack on titan #snk #pieck my beloved #pieck supremacy #cony aot

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ruiliuri · 2 years

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A commissioned work of my girl Pieck Finger ♥️♥️♥️

#aot anime #pieck supremacy #pieck aot

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shingekinosexygirls · 2 years

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Pieck Finger

#attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #anime #sexy #animated #pieck supremacy #pieck finger

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valel-draws · 9 months

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Happy Birthday Pieck 🌹

I need to draw her moree

#attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot #snk #pieck finger #pieck supremacy #my wife

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dyavlo · 2 years

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Must preorder 😍

#dyavlo #dyavlo.tv666 #attack on titan #cart titan #pieck supremacy #chobits #chi #nendoroid #nendoroids #nendos

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nightfall-kachiniko · 2 years

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do you perhaps have any pieck x sh!reader comfort for a sad anon friend 🥺🥺🥺 thank u

“A LIGHTNESS IN THE DARK” // pieck finger x reader

TW; sh, sh comfort, suicidal thoughts, blood, gore,

CW: pieck x reader, pieck x suicidal reader, gender neutral reader,

All the voices that roamed your head made your mind tremble. A continuous tempo, ringing in your ear, as if to give into your self destructive urges. "I...I can't do this.." You whispered to yourself as you slung open your drawer, digging through the mess to find a sharp boxcutter, hidden beneath clothes.

"shit.." your fraile voice whispered, the urge growing like a blossom of a flower. It grew quicker than bamboo could grow as it devoured your mind, eating it whole. "i-i can't....do...this..."

And finally, you snapped. Grabbing the pointed cutter as you drew a deep, fathomless line across your arm, your heart beating out your chest. Your voice cracked as small sobs came upon you, desolation filled in your heavy heart. Your skin was as tense as stone as you watched the red sink from your arm to the floor, the gape wide, wider than you expected.

"DAMN IT!" You scolded yourself, throwing the boxcutter towards the wall. Your face became hot and steamy with wet tears as they walked down your cheeks. Regret and fear came over you as you once again looked down at your dire wound. Your seeping arm covered in your red blood, lines of it's own carried down.

"oh...oh"

The red liquid spilled down your arm, gushing rapidly as you stood in disbelief. “Shit!” You yelped, the pain finally hitting you like a bat. You felt your body become weak as you slid to the floor, falling. You turned your head to the door as you heard running footsteps approaching, the door swinging open to reveal your girlfriend Pieck. “Dove what happened? Are you alright-” She stopped her words in her sentence as she looked down to you on the ground, blood trickling down your arm and a gaping wound that laid on it, a boxcutter thrown to the wall. The woman’s face turned to worry as she stared at you. ‘’Pieck it isn’t what it looks like I swear!” You pleaded, standing to your feet. The aroma turned inanimate and disquieted, the gaze of the woman becoming softly uneasy. ‘’y/n don’t lie to me..’’ pieck said, her eyes following back to yours.

“Oh honey!” She rushed to you, kneeling by your side on the ground. “Let me see love,” she said. “I- Pieck please it isn’t that serious..”

“It is to me! I need to make sure you’re okay! And it’s obvious you’re not!” She explained, grabbing your tensed up arm. You finally gave in, turning over your arm to your wrist, revealing the big gaping cut. You could feel Pieck faintly panicking but trying to keep calm as she pressed soft white tissues against your skin. Hot steamy tears trickled down your face, and for a minute Pieck didn’t notice in her panic until she faintly looked up at you.

“Oh… love..” she yearned, placing a hand on your cheek, the other one holding tissue to your wound firmly. Tears streamed down your face, guilt approaching in your gut. “I-I’m sorry..” You softly choked out. “I’m so sorry..”

Your girlfriend wrapped her arms around you, placing your head in her chest. Sobs followed by pieck’s hussing to calm you down. “It’s okay honey, you’re gonna be okay..” she said, kissing the top of your head. Your body shook in her embrace, the menacing thoughts approaching your head rapidly.

‘All you cause is problems,’ it said, ‘you’re not worth it.’

Pieck’s face fell with sadness and shock, hearing you repeat those words back out loud. “That is not true y/n!” You girlfriend comforted. “You are not worthless!”

“Yes i am pieck! I deserve to die! I should’ve been dead!” All she could do was shake her head as tears of her own came streaming down her cheeks. “No…no.. no honey..” she whispered, holding you as you both sobbed.

“Look at me..” Pieck tilted your face upwards at her, “look at me love..” as you obeyed.

“You are worth every single year of my life, and you will continue to be in it for as long as we live..” she said, a tenderness in her voice.

“I haven’t and will never give up on you… no matter how many times you relapse, no matter what you say to me, i will always be by your side.” Her voice said with a firm tone.

“There is a lightness in the dark.”

A/n: you’re worth it.

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anushkab2711 · 2 years

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AOT sketch dump : She's Always The Strong One

Sasha , Pieck and Our Beloved Trio having some sweet little meow meow moments .

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c0nv0uzz3 · 2 years

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Pretty bitches never die.

#yelena aot #pieck aot #mikasa supremacy #hange supremacy

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mochimooon · 6 months

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DTF Only - aot x reader 18+ masterpost and prologue - complete!

Summary: Barely twenty-four hours after getting dumped by your now ex-boyfriend, Colt, your best friends are quick to conspire your next course of action: slutting yourself out on Tinder. Prologue word count: 1k+ Notes: Welcome to the world of online dating, featuring the men of AoT !! This was a project I started back in September, loosely based on my own (and my best friend's) weird encounters with online dating. Lighthearted, smutty, not to be taken seriously, this fic is pure crack. Although it does have a plot, it's not necessary to read every chapter if you just want to skip to your favorite AoT guy (each chapter is linked). Also, all characters (except two) are written to be in their early 30s. Lastly, the headers used don't directly depict what actually happens in the fics. Afab! reader using she/her pronouns Warnings: smut in every chapter (except prologue), explicit content, explicit language, lots of casual sex (more warnings included per chapter), mild Colt-bashing available to read on ao3

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+ !!

Happy Hour — Porco Galliard Out of Towner — Reiner Braun Let's Experiment — Connie Springer Girl Dinner — Jean Kirstein DTF — Zeke Jaeger Tinder Whore — Eren Jaeger Super Like — Levi Ackerman taglist: @moonmalice @daisynik7 @theragethatisdesire @squidalapobre @arlerts-angel @shepnicolo @porples-blog @jeanboyjean @fictional-d-supremacy

“Time to enter the hoe phase.”

Pieck’s eyes light up in Ymir’s direction, and together they turn to you with mischievous grins.

Barely twenty-four hours after getting dumped by your now ex-boyfriend, Colt, your best friends are quick to conspire your next course of action: slutting yourself out on Tinder.

It feels like a movie. Meeting up with your girlfriends on a Saturday night for overpriced margaritas (on them thankfully) to catch up and console you as you process the breakup.

The only difference between you and those heartbroken women on screen is that you don’t know how to feel. You’re not sad, you’re not happy, you’re indifferent.

Three years together you and Colt had settled into a routine. He lived an hour away, but you both put in the effort to see each other. You don’t know when things turned stagnant, only that the spark had fizzled a long time ago. The phone calls and visits became forced, and the sex…

“You’re single now,” Ymir explains, crunching on a tortilla chip. “Got to make up for lost time. Didn’t you say Colt was too stiff in bed?”

Heat blazes beneath your skin. “I never said that.”

Colt was not stiff in bed. He was selfless, ready to please, prioritizing your needs first before he got in his kicks. You liked having sex with him, didn’t need the grandeur to enjoy it—

Ymir and Pieck deadpan in your direction. Without further rebuttal, you fall speechless, and to your friends that’s as good as a confession.

You hate them (you don’t). You hate that they’re right.

Although the sex did the job, it lacked the passion that was once there when you two first started dating a lifetime ago. Eventually you grew a little bored. It became repetitive, lackluster even, that you were only half-satisfied by the end of each session. To feed your sexual appetite, you resorted to your vibrator more and more, a toy that you had initially purchased for you and Colt to use together.

“Anyways…” Ymir drawls. “He’s history and so is the vanilla sex. Now, you can let your inner sex fiend out.”

You roll your eyes “You mistake me for someone else.”

Ymir snorts, leveling you with a knowing look. “Yeah right. You weren’t a Puritan before you met Colt. If online dating was more of a thing back in our twenties, you would have been kicking and slipping every night of the week, more than you already were.”

Your skin heats up again, burning the tips of your ears. Sure, in your twenties, you were what some would call ‘floozy’ in nature back then. In your defense, you were a university student, out on your own, and you were definitely not the only person partaking in hookup culture. Now, at thirty, with how normalized it is, you know you’re not the last one either. If anything, being in a relationship these days is more of an anomaly.

“Not judging you for your relationship by the way,” Pieck says as a buffer. “Colt’s a nice guy, but he did water you down, you stopped coming out—”

You turn to her. “It’s because—”

“He’s a lightweight, yeah, yeah,” Ymir supplies, bored. “You were too much for him. You’re fun, and Colt?” Ymir’s dark eyes go into orbit. “—snooze.”

As much as you’d like to defend your ex-boyfriend’s honor, your mind draws a blank.

“His loss.” Pieck licks the rim of her margarita glass.

Ymir crunches on another chip, smiling wryly. “Back to my genius idea: Tinder. You’ll have so many options now. You don’t need to find your next boyfriend on it, just meet new people and be down to fuck only."

She says it so simply, but you can’t help feeling like there’s a catch.

“There’s no better place to explore sexual freedom than on Tinder,” Pieck says. “Scope out the market, see what you’ve been missing out on.”

You take a hearty sip of the margarita, lip curling. “I don’t even know how to date anymore.”

Pieck tuts. “No one does. There’s no formula either. Tinder requires an open mind, if you overthink it, then you’re not doing it right.”

“It’s about getting to know yourself better while also getting laid. It’s a win-win,” Ymir says. “There’s nothing for you to lose, only gain.”

You raise a brow. “Doesn’t that seem…wrong? We just broke up.”

Pieck blinks, lowering her margarita. “Do you think Colt’s just sulking around?”

You shake your head. “No, that’s not what I mean. He can go on dates, I guess. It’s just that it feels so new and so soon.”

As you hear yourself, you realize how unsure you sound. Since Colt dumped you, it’s pointless to expect that he’d waste any time before diving back into the dating pool. If that’s what he’s doing, you’re not bothered by it. And the guilt you expect to feel for considering an idea like online dating is nowhere to be seen either.

Perhaps it’s your way of making sense of why you feel so…nonchalant about the whole thing. Is there a politically or morally correct way to behave after a break-up?

“Of course not!” Ymir says with a lighthearted scoff. “The second you become a free agent, you can do whatever and whoever you want. Emphasis on the ‘free’ part.”

She’s right, you suppose.

Ymir takes your brief silence to further argue her idea. “The whole point is to have fun, no strings. If you’re not going to wallow, then get out there and be a hoodrat."

Pieck laughs, and you feel the mood lighten.

It’s not a bad idea. You’re still not sure how to process the break-up. You’re not hurt, but you are in this limbo of where to go from here. Carry on like normal? Cry? Neither align with your state of mind.

You’re not hard to convince, reaching for your phone and downloading the app. “Let’s see what’s up.”

A look passes between your friends that could only be described as impish. You bite back the urge to roll your eyes and set up your profile.

After Pieck and Ymir guide you on what to add to your bio, what you’re looking for, help you pick out the best selfies etc., the true fun begins.

In the beginning it’s awkward, reading and checking a person’s pictures and deem whether he you want to talk to them. But it doesn’t take long for you to ease into it.

The coaxing and the margarita might have played roles, but after a few profiles, it becomes an addiction.

Swiping one after another, skimming through varying profiles (a lot of them have their height included), questionable choices of selfies (many shirtless at the gym), it’s all a rush that the three of you had far too much fun crowding over your phone that night.

“Why does he have a screenshot of his credit score?” Pieck balks.

“No fucking way, that guy’s in a diaper?” Ymir’s eyes go wide. “This one says he and his wife want to be a throuple.” You swipe left.

At some point, you do swipe right on a couple of profiles, purely based on their looks, hardly giving their bios a proper onceover.

At the end of the night, you’re past the point of tipsy, tired, but pleased to have had a fun night with your best friends. As you doze off in bed that night, your phone lights up with several new notifications on your nightstand.

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