#connie x gn! reader

[4ttack-ur-heart]

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connie x y/n date at the zoom🦙

Lions & Polar Bears

Pairing: connie x gn! reader

Summary: You and Connie go on a cute date to the zoo.

Genre: Fluffy af

Warnings: none

authors note: glad I am finally posting this. It's been in my drafts for months and wanted to send it out earlier, but writer's block and a bit of seasonal depression hit and I wanted to end it good.

okay and ngl, towards the end it’s really fluffy and totally cringe and cliche so I’m excited. also i'm pretty sure I used only gender neutral terms in regards to the reader, but if you catch something I missed just lmk :)

——— he's literally adorable-

“Babe, look at the wolves!” Connie gushes out to you and grabs your hand.

He’s been dying to go to the zoo lately, so he was ecstatic when you bought the tickets online to surprise him. Apparently it was the best gift you could’ve gotten him, as Connie turned into a kid going to Disneyland for the first time.

“I see, baby.” You smile at him and link your arms with him. A few people surrounded you, but thankfully you took a day off of work so it wouldn’t be as crowded as it would on a weekend. “What do you wanna go see see next?”

He hovers over your shoulder, glancing between the park map and the wolf enclosure. “The elephants are near by. Can we go see them?”

“Of course.”

Your local zoo was a popular tourist spot since it was also a rescue center for the animals, thankfully not just some poor creatures behind a steel fence.

It was pretty humid unfortunately, but you and Connie prepared. Both of you were twinning with a couple anime t-shirts and shorts with a pair of sunglasses.

He dragged you through the park, hand desperately clutching onto to yours in hope you’ll match his speed. “C’mon, slowpoke. Don’t make me carry you.”

“If you do in front of all these people, you can sleep with the polar bears tonight.”

“What’s the difference?”

He earned himself a light smack to the back of his buzzed head.

————

It was around noonish by the time your stomach started growling. Between the sun, the humidity, and walking, plus the water bottles you stored in your little backpack were rapidly declining.

“Baby, we should find somewhere to eat real quick.” You tell him as the smell from the food stands started to waft in your nose.

“Weak.” He replied.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Most people don’t survive off of Oreos and a redbull.”

“Ugh, fine- whatever Mom.”

Connie laughed at the glare you sent his way. He wasn’t wrong though. He sure acted like a kid rather than an adult, but his goofy personality was what you liked about him. “Okay, okay, what do you want to eat?”

After various glances between the different food stands, you both decided on getting burgers, which made your stomach growl even more.

Connie came up behind you and placed a hand tenderly on your stomach, “Hey quiet that thing down, it’s gonna attract the animals.”

“Sorry, my handler hasn’t fed me yet.” You let out a giggle as Connie places a small kiss on your cheek.

“Let’s go, babe.”

————

After a good meal of overpriced food, the hiking up the many hills of the zoo were no match for you two.

“You liked the elephants?” You asked and swung your clasped hand with his. He’s been in a great mood all day and you couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride in yourself that you made the right choice in buying the tickets.

“Yes, you’re the best,” He gave you a kiss. “What do you wanna see?”

A confused look took over your face and your eyebrows raised from behind the lenses of your sunglasses.

“Uhh, it’s only like 2:00 pm…” You tell him. “Why do you think I spent the night at your place? I made sure I was going to wake your ass up early, babe. We’re gonna see everything.”

Connies brain felt like it was short-circuiting.

“You okay? You look liked you’re about to faint.”

His hand squeezed yours in response and he nods, a small tint of pink staining his cheeks. “Yeah.” He let out a small chuckle as you started dragging him toward the lion exhibit. “Never been better, actually.”

“C’mon! They have a show soon, let’s go watch.”

———

“This is Mila,” The zookeeper’s voice rang through the small headset from atop a podium. “She’s a lioness who was rescued from poachers about five years ago. We got a call from a rescue organization out there and we managed to send a team out to safely get her and her cubs out.”

The lioness sat comfortable on top of the large rock platform. Her eyes scanned the crowd of guests before sharply shifting her gaze to her cubs. The two smaller lions started nipping at each other playfully, definitely putting on a show for the crowd.

“They’ve grown a lot since they’ve been rescued, but a mother never stops being a mother.” The keeper laughs as Mila starts to trek towards them. The two quickly separated, their manes bustling with movement.

A deep and almost guttural noise echoed through the enclosure. Mila and the zookeepers attention shifted to the noise.

“How exciting, it looked like our male lion, Apollo, has woken up from his afternoon nap.”

“That’s something you two have in common.” You playfully elbow Connie in the ribs.

“Ha, you think you won, but I don’t see how being compared to a lion is bad.”

The crowd let out sounds of wonder as Apollo made his appearance. The lion stood strong with his large and dark mane.

“Apollo was transferred from another zoo due to issues with mating with another lioness. We were a bit nervous when he was relocated here, since we didn’t know how he would react to Mila and her cubs.”

While Connie pretty much had a front row seat, a few people started to trickle in closer and obstruct your vision, but you didn’t mind. He looked back towards you and pulled your arm to make you move closer as the crowd started to ‘aw’ at the lions. He pushed you in front of him so you could see what was going on.

A cub slowly emerged from under Apollo’s legs. The little cub seemed skittish from all the attention, but a slight bump from Mila encouraged her to move out from Apollo.

“As you can see, the two have bonded very well and had Serene. Normally, male lions won’t really take part in raising cubs, only seeing it as a the lionesses job. They mostly add protection and watch over the pride while the mothers go out to hunt. After Serene was born, he immediately showed signs of care, which surprised us, and he always has her in his sights. Talk about daddy’s little girl.”

“Dude, that’s so cute.” Connie wrapped his arms around your front and rested his chin on the top of your head.

As the show continued, the zookeeper gave out other information about the lions and Mila’s family.

“Hey, I think it’s ending soon.” Connie’s voice whispered in your ear. “Wanna beat the crowd and go check out the llamas?”

“Whatever you want to do, Connie.”

And with that, you both snuck out and headed for the llamas.

“Holy shit, they’re fluffy.” He gaped at the animals.

“Connie, there’s kids here.” You whispered as a few parents glanced in your direction at his profanity.

“So? Take them to Disneyland then. The animals won’t censor their lives, why should I?”

You shrugged off the glares, he did have a point. The pack of llamas and alpacas were sifting past each other behind the fence. The smell was… tolerable- kinda and globs of spit dribbled down some of their mouths. You decided it was safe to keep your distance.

“Would you like to pet him?” One of the handlers asked.

“Wait- yes, can I?” Connie asked.

You quickly take out your phone and snap a few pictures of Connie with the llama. His hand gently rubbed the furry muzzle and the llama bleated a bit at the touch. It was going great, until a large thick glob of spit trailed down Connie’s wrist and down his elbow.

“Careful-! Sorry, he’s drools a lot. Here’s a tissue.”

———

After many more hours of seeing the animal habitats, the sun started to set. The warm summer atmosphere started to glow dim with dark colors painting the sky. Torches and lamps illuminated the walk ways and guests were busy trying to catch the last shows and exhibits before closing.

“Babe, let’s go to the gift shop.” Connie drags you towards the small shop, like a little kid in a toy store… literally.

The shop was filled with souvenirs ranging from magnets, water bottles, and plushies. The cute jungle theme was spread throughout the store with bamboo flooring and vines hanging from the ceiling.

It’s only been a few months of you two dating, but you’ve both have been inseparable. There was never a dull moment with Connie. Weekends could either be going to a dive bar or watching Netflix with takeout, which both of you never minded. He was also treated you like royalty too, always opening the doors, complimenting you when you’re feeling down, fuck- even tying your shoes.

Your thoughts were interrupted when Connie shoved a monkey plushie in your face. Blinking your eyes to focus, you took in it’s abnormal appearance: wide body, small head, scrawny legs.

“Look how ugly this thing is!” He laughed and tossed it back in the basket with the others.

You chuckled at him and glanced at the other plushies. An adorable lion caught your eyes and you picked it up. The soft fuzz from the mane tickled your fingers. “You’re coming home with me.”

Connie bumped into you and you both made eye contact, a light blush heating up your faces. He cradled a polar bear plushie in his hands.

“That’s the one?” You asked, your gaze fixed on the stuffed animal.

His eyes never left you. “Y-yeah.”

After paying for both the plushies, it was finally time to go home. The plushies rested under your arm as the two of you walked back to Connie’s car hand in hand.

The other families were trailing slowly to the exit with exhausted kids sleeping in their parents arms and strollers.

“Thank you for today.” He said once you two reached the parking lot.

“Of course, baby.” You squeezed his hand tighter. “I’m glad you had fun.

“Nah, like…” Connie trailed off for a moment, biting his lip. “You don’t understand.”

Your head creaked to the side in confusion. “Understand what?”

“Fuck, like other people I’ve dated in the past never really enjoyed doing stuff like this.”

He walked you to the passenger door of his car.

"The zoo? Who doesn't like the-"

“Nah, they’ve always wanted to go clubbing every night or go to five star restaurants- and like don’t get me wrong, I like to go out and get fancy once in a while too.”

“But it’s draining. Overall it wasn't what you wanted to do, was it? Plus we’re young and broke, who can afford it in this economy?” You finished for him with a giggle.

A sigh of relief escaped him. “You get it.”

Your hand reached up and swiped through his hair. “I do. Wanna get Taco Bell on the way home?”

“Dammit, how are you-”

"So perfect for me," he wanted to say. “Fuck it, Y/n, I love you.”

Your breath hitched in your throat and Connie looked like he was about to pass out- again. A warmth flooded through your body and you couldn’t help the smile forming.

“I love you too.”

He was wide-eyed. “R-really? You aren’t just saying that cause I did? It’s okay if you don’t yet- or if you never do- wait…”

A loud laugh escaped you as he continued to ramble. “Connie, I love you too.”

Connie let out a heavy sigh. “That’s a relief, the drive home would’ve just been...” He whistled lowly.

You leaned up to kiss him. “Get in the car, I’m hungry again.”

————

Connie finally pulled into the parking lot of his apartment complex. The music was playing lowly in the background and his hand never left your thigh the entire drive. Taco wrappers and hot sauce packets littered the floor by your feet and both plushies resided with you under your seatbelt so they could be safe.

“Y/n, babe, wake up. We’re home.” He gently shook your sleeping form.

A grumbled left your lips, but you didn’t stir. Connie grabbed the trash and threw it out in a nearby bin then opened your door. He reached over and unbuckled your seatbelt. The two plushies found their way into your tiny backpack which Connie reluctantly put on.

“Come on, my little polar bear.” He laced your arms around his neck and edged you off the seat. Your legs wrapped around his torso and his arm secured itself under your butt to support you. You hummed into his neck, ever so grateful he was carrying you.

“Fuck, maybe I should’ve called you a koala instead.”

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[luverine]

Cat hybrid! Fav x gn! Reader

subby // crying // mommy kink // poor baby needed some help 🥺 // he’s kinda a brat

“Shit…”

He can feel the heat coming in waves, his mind begins to fill with a foggy daze.

What’s hidden in his soft pajama pants begins to awake aching and begging for stimulation.

Letting out a soft whine, he stumbles to his bed, collapsing into the pile of blankets scattered across it.

His skin grows damp with sweat, the moisture clinging to the soft fabric of his clothes as he shifts restlessly.

“Where are you?” he whispers, voice trembling. “Please…” His plea hangs in the air, fragile and desperate, as though hoping it will somehow reach you.

In this unbearable state all he wants is you. Holding him, rubbing his sensitive back, taking his rut-

His ears twitch, straining to pick up the faintest sound of where you might be in the apartment. His tail sways in frustration, unable to stay still.

A soft, broken whine escapes him, followed by another and another, until he’s practically a mess of muffled cries. Frustrated and overheated, he tugs off the damp fabric clinging to his skin, discarding it carelessly onto the floor.

He pulls a familiar blanket close, wrapping himself in its comforting embrace. It was yours- the one in your favorite color, the one still strong with your scent. He buried his face into it.

His lets out a frustrated rumble out, upset that he can’t come undone.

“Please!” He cries out tears covering his reddened cheeks- voice muffled, “I need you!” He whines out nasally.

The sound of hurried footsteps fills the silence, and the door bursts open. You stand there, eyes wide and frantic, scanning the room. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?” you ask, your voice laced with concern.

Your eyes land on him, crumpled in a heap on the bed, his tear-streaked face turned toward you, pleading. The bare sight leaves you momentarily stunned, unsure of what to say.

You let out a breath of relief, “I bought you a toy for that y’know.” Taking your gaze away from him embarrassed at the sight you walked into.

“No! I need you,- please help!” He begs out holding out a clawed hand towards you, his tail flicking to you in a come here motion.

Tensing, you take a step back and shake your head, trying to maintain some composure. “Where’s your toy? Did you lose it?” you ask, sighing as you begin sifting through the clutter in his room in search of it.

He lets out a low, frustrated rumble, shaking his head vehemently. “No, no, no,” he cries, his voice breaking as fresh tears stream down his face. “I don’t want that- I want you!”

Before you can respond, he pushes himself off the bed with shaky limbs and lunges toward you. Caught off guard, you stumble forward, barely catching yourself as he wraps his arms around you from behind, clinging desperately.

“Hey! What the hell!?” you exclaim, trying to steady yourself as his weight presses against you.

“No. I’m sorry- need you mommy!” He mewls shoving his face in your neck, breathing deeply.

“-smell so good~” he humps against your back the sensation pulling purrs out his throat. His tail coiling around one of your thighs in a tight grip. “Mommy feels so good- mmm,”

“Get off,” you say firmly, your voice tinged with warning as you attempt to pry him off. “You’re being a brat.”

“No! Just a little longer- please!” he protests, his grip tightening as he buries his face against you, refusing to let go. His desperation is palpable, his trembling form humping on you.

His tail jolts pressing against your crotch as he stiffs, releasing thick white ropes on the back of your shirt.

“You-” The words catch in your throat as his soft purring fills the air, cutting you off. His breathing slows, and before you can say anything else, he’s drifted off, completely asleep on top of you, leaving you pinned to the floor.

“Stupid pussy,” you mutter under your breath, glaring across the room. He lets out a soft chirp in response, unconsciously nuzzling closer and tucking his head into the curve of your neck. You sigh, as his peaceful purring continues.

A/N: Been enjoying hybrid fics on AO3 so I got a lil inspired :3

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[porcalinecunt]

ahhh, but hear me out on connie + jean threesome ! ૮꒰ ྀི >⸝⸝⸝< ྀི꒱ა

they’d take turns fucking your bruised and used up cunt, competing on who will leave you with the most cum in you. jean’s quick and ruthless thrusts contrasting connie’s sloppy and needy ones, both eventually breeding you to their hearts content while you lie there with a melted brain and a dumb lil’ face covered in spit, tears and cum. ♡ a sight that gets their cocks standing straight up and twitching alllll over again! hey, it’s all innocent fun between friends, right? ♡

“hurry up con’! you’re hoggin’ em’”

“shaddup, they’ll be plenty of room for you to fill jean boy. ain’t that right, babe?”

[tvgals]

connie has never had soft sex before.

-

connie’s used to everything being rough and hard. connie isn’t used to the way you softly treat him during sex, the way you two make love and not fuck. connie isn’t used to the way you roll your hips and whisper sweet nothings in his ear. he isn’t used to the way you kiss along his dick and press sweet kisses to the tip. he isn’t used to the way that he now cries when he has intimacy with you, how his crystal clear tears invade his eyes, falling down his face.

connie isn’t used to being loved. which is why he’s confused every time you make him breakfast, or every time you run him a hot bath, which you two sit in together and talk about the trial and errors of life.

-

basically, connie is a lover boy who isn’t used to being loved back.

[parishrots]

Shudder ୭ ˚. Armin Arlert

Morning coffee runs with your boyfriend after exam week seemed to be the best cure for exhaustion.

ℳorning dew always smelled best when you had a coffee in hand. The mixture of aromas had been something you’d adored since you were a kid. Even more so as you got older and went to college.

Sometimes it reminded you of home. Running around your backyard and chasing your dog, only stopping when your mother called you back inside to eat.

College was hard, but you loved it nonetheless. You were a hard worker and you enjoyed the challenge.

What made it easier were days like today, when it was you, your boyfriend, and the early morning coffee runs on campus.

Sitting beside you on the bench as you both watched various people on morning runs, you snuggled closer into his side. Armin always seemed to be warm, even on days like today where the wind bit at every piece of exposed flesh.

“Cold?” He murmurs, wrapping a gloved hand tighter around your shoulder.

Nodding, you glance up to look at him. Armin had a type of beauty people only dreamt of having. With his soft golden hair and gorgeous blue eyes, He practically radiated sunshine even on overcast days. He was picture perfect.

Or, maybe it was just you, considering he is your boyfriend.

Plus, he did look adorable with a red tipped nose and rosy cheeks.

“Just a little, but the coffee is warming me up.” You finally voice, taking a slow, needed sip. “Do you have Mr. Brewer today?”

Armin exhaled slowly, a cumulation of smoke gathering and dispersing in the air. “Yep, unfortunately.”

Chuckling, you press a quick kiss to his cheek. “Oh, how will you survive!”

“I don’t think I will.” He grins, dipping his head to capture your lips in a kiss. He smiled through it, so did you.

Exam week had been hell, but today was your last day before break. Armin said he had a surprise for you, though it wasn’t much of a surprise considering you accidentally stumbled upon tickets to your favorite band laying in his drawer while you looked for a pencil.

He’d laughed about it, blaming his laziness with concealing things. He’d always been horrible with secrets.

“We could always skip..?” Armin trails off, causing your eyebrows to shoot up.

Not failing to hide your surprise, you shift to get a clearer view of him. “Did I just hear Armin Arlert suggest skipping classes? I mean, I might have to call my doctor for a hearing check—“

Cutting you off with a short fake laugh, the blonde rolls his eyes dramatically. “Very funny. I’m just saying… We could always spend the day together. Do something fun. One day won’t hurt.”

The thought made a smile spread across your lips. “That sounds fantastic. I’d love that.”

Pulling you back into his arms, Armin planted a kiss to your forehead. The chilly air suddenly feeling a whole lot warmer.

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@halfwayhearted @ferrarifudds <3

[pinkpuppipawz]

serpent’s tongue ♡.°୭̥ ୨୧

divider by @lil-liaa

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

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

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

EREN JEAGER

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

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

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

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

CONNIE SPRINGER

favourite position to eat you out is 69

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

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

loves tongue fucking you whilst rubbing his nose against your clit

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

PORCO GALLIARD

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

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

he has a massive oral fixation, like massive

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

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

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

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

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

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[luviisabella]

Attack on Titan

ᯓᥫ᭡ = SMUT/18+

ᯓ★ = FLUFF

ꫂ ၴႅၴ = ANGST

🍾 = coming soon

🩷 = fem’ reader

🩵 = male reader

🤍 = gender neutral reader

⭐️ = ANSWERED asks

Yes im always taking requests lovie, pls look at masterlist for rules <3

HeadCannons:

Short Fics:

Drabbles:

Eren Yeager

“game over” ᯓᥫ᭡

↳ Eren Yeager 🩷

“whiskey” ᯓᥫ᭡

↳ Eren Yeager 🩷

“atta girl”ᯓᥫ᭡

↳ Eren Yeager 🩷

Jean Kirstein

“my pace”ᯓᥫ᭡

↳ Jean Kirstein 🩷

Long Fics:

[stevenuniversexreader]

Pearl romantically please F, H, J, K, or all of them if you have time. And thanks!

Ok! I believe I have some time to do all 4.

Character: Pearl

Letters: F, H, J , K

F- Flirting with you

She is surprisingly good at flirting with you. Like I’m not joking. She may not seem like the type to flirt, but she’s really good at it.

She knows all the right words to make you flustered. She would never embarrass you, but she’ll make your whole face turn pink.

H-Hugging You

She’s loves hugs! If you haven’t noticed, she’s very touchy.

She’ll hug you at almost anytime, unless it’s during a fight or something really serious. She mainly hugs you from the front since it’s more “sincere “ in her case.

But she’ll also give you side hugs while rubbing your shoulder for comfort

J-Joking With You

If your dating Pearl before the diamonds were nice, then she won’t joke around a lot. She’s just more serious and needs to focus you know?

But if it’s later on, then she’s actually pretty fun to joke around with. You guys joke about gem related things on homeworld. But, you two mainly joke about stuff on earth. Especially human things.

She won’t joke about anything that hurts your feelings though. She’ll stays away from that stuff.

K-Kissing You

This girl is always so nervous. Especially the first time you two kissed. She wanted your guys first kiss to be special so she took an extremely long time to kiss you.

But she normally kisses you on the cheek or mouth. Just sweet little pecks, but she does kiss you passionately from time to time.

[kodi-time]

IDOL!Connie Springer

PART 1 IN THE IDOL SERIES!

IDOL!Connie who didn’t want his relationship to be public. Not because he was embarrassed, but because he did not want to deal with the side effects of a public relationship.

IDOL!Connie who looks off to the side and smiles during his Instagram lives; leaving his fans wondering what he is smiling at.

IDOL!Connie who wears a gold chain with his partner’s initials on it. Always flaunting the piece of jewelry, even if it doesn’t go with his outfit.

IDOL!Connie who gets food passed to him from outside of the camera, but never lets his fans see who it is.

IDOL!Connie who always seems to be looking for someone in the crowd at his concerts. Only seeming to be content when he finds who it is he’s looking for, with his eyes always wandering to that same spot throughout the performance.

IDOL!Connie who almost slips up and talks about you during an interview, only to immediately get stopped by his manager.

IDOL!Connie who finally hard launches your relationship to the public a few weeks after you get engaged.

Connie sat at his desk with his phone propped up against the monitor of his PC.

"Hey, guys." He smiled at the camera, waving to his fans as thousands of them poured into the live. He watched the view count climb, doubling, then tripling, and doing it again. The view count capped at around 17,000. "Jesus, there's a lot of people here."

Today was finally the day. About three weeks had passed since Connie had asked you to marry him, and he was finally ready to open up to his fans about your relationship.

"Uhm," he began, "I have a confession, and I don't think you guys are gonna like it."

IS THE NEW ALBUM CANCELLED?!

Most of the comments were about the album that Connie had announced a few days prior; an album that consisted entirely of songs that he had written about you.

"Well, the album is connected to it," he chuckled. "But no, the album is not cancelled. What I wanted to tell you guys is... I'm engaged."

Within seconds, even more comments flooded in.

YOU'RE ENGAGED?!

I THOUGHT YOU WERE SINGLE WTF NOOO!!!

I TOLD YOU BITCHES HE WAS IN A RELATIONSHIP.

Connie smiled at his screen before looking off to the side, locking eyes with you. "Baby, can you come here?"

You nodded, slowly getting off the bed and walking over to him. He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling your body closer to you. Both for comfort and so that his fans could finally see you.

Finally, after years of him keeping you a secret, he could show you off.

[wrotebymii]

OBJECT WHISPERER | Date Everything x gn!Reader

Summary: Before you got your dateaviator you unknowingly had made relationships with the appliances and knickknacks around you home.

Warning: Fluff, Spoilers for certain characters? This wasn’t edited, came straight from my head to my notes app.

MASTERLIST | READ ME

Before you got your dateviator and realized that you could date literally anything within your house. You unknowingly had built relationships with your appliances and knickknacks around your home. Solely because you’re a lonely person and tend to talk to yourself and random things around you.

Some of the things you used to do is apologize. Mainly to Dorian or Wallace every time you accidentally shoulder-check them because your depth perception is tarnished by being with Mac and Phonenicia all day for ‘work’ related things (you’re reading fanfics).

Whispering an ‘ow’ rubbing your shoulder and absentmindedly apologizing then going about your day. Wallace would sigh ‘wall…’ dreamily while Dorian would grunt but respect you a bit more as he watches you do the same thing and stub your toe on Abel, letting out curses and another wheeze of ‘sorry…’ before stumbling away.

Sometimes you and an object get into a scuffle and both of you become moody. Like you pleading with Connie to work, not so seriously threatening Dante when you burn yourself, yelling at yourself and Mac because a document didn’t save, or muttering curses as you try and find a pair of socks in Harper/Dirk.

But every relationship has their moments, but you try and everyone else does too. You do a lot like how you help fix them, albeit haphazardly, but the thought is there! You’d replace Lux’s light bulbs with one that has them shine brighter than ever. Fixed Phoenicia when you fell and cracked her screen which was expensive. Replace fuses for Eddie and Volt. You even helped the Hanks when they did they’re extreme sports (sponsored by Red Bowls) and Hank two got hurt!

You noticed that one of the hangers was cracked and went to Jerry and got a dog themed washi tape, you wrapped it around the crack nicely like he was good as new—the Hanks thought the tape looked rad and they all signed the cast with various ‘Hank was here’.

But the moment where (mostly) everyone collectively liked you was when you defended them. Your mother came over. It was a decent visit—but then your mom started walking around criticizing every object that brought you joy, you didn’t back down from justifying their existence and why you kept them around. It made them all feel loved.

Everyone has some sense of appreciation, respect, or even longing for you. Most of them, of course, thought you were slightly insane or just extremely lonely and in need of some sort of connection due to you talking to them when you're bored but honestly? They wouldn’t have it any other way.

[sexlapis]

[◉°] … LEVI & Y/N BEING A COUPLE FOR 10 MINUTES STRAIGHT … 900k views

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꩜ actor!levi x gn!actor/actress!reader

⤷ they’re called delusional all the time, but your fans just know that leviyn is real!

sfw, fluff, protective levi, mean fans (comments on weight), swearing, unwanted groping (this is mostly happy i swear), violence (levi ofc), use of ‘brat’ (cliche i know)

a/n: i missed my man. this is the most ideas i’ve ever had for this little series lol.

masterlists

from the actor!character series:

actor!toji masterlist

actor!nanami & y/n being a couple

*

꩜ first clip

after a decade long run, the successful series of ‘attack on titan’ had finally come to an end, and behind the scenes interviews of all the cast members were released.

it’s really no surprise that levi’s interview gained the most attention & popularity.

“it was an honour working with such great and talented people for ten years and i look forward to the legacy that this series will leave. i have no regrets about partaking in this show and i will forever feel it’s impact.”

the interviewer lets levi’s meaningful answer marinate for a few moments, before completely ruining the effect with just one question.

“which of the cast members will you miss working with the most?”

levi clears his throat, eyes squinting, “i..i will miss working with all of them…obviously.”

“it’s y/n though, right? i mean, isn’t she your favourite?”

levi blinks at the interviewer behind the camera.

the interview cuts to behind the scene clips of you and levi; of levi grudgingly giving you a piggy back ride, to you surprise kissing him on the cheek and running away while he blushes and scowls, letting you steal his food and to the most recent one, of the last day on set where he finally accepts your request to give him a hug after ten whole years.

levi looks back to the camera, “no. no, i don’t have “favourites”.”

꩜ second clip

a blurry TMZ clip of you stumbling out of the after party of an awards show (you and levi both left empty handed) with levi by your side, making sure you didn’t fall over.

he wears his slacks and his white, button up shirt and his suit jacket appears to…be worn by you?

you walk like a baby deer, babbling and giggling inaudibly in levi’s ear. he just nods at you, only mildly annoyed and focuses on holding onto your waist to make sure you don’t topple over.

a patent, black limousine pulls up in front of the both of you and levi opens the back door and helps you in, despite your drunken objections. he guides you in by the top of your head, making sure you don’t hit it on the car ceiling and gets in after you before the it drives away.

꩜ third clip

you, sasha and connie make a late appearance to an ‘attack on titan’ cast interview, being more than 20 minutes late (that being all sasha’s fault).

“and- oh, look who finally decided to show up!” exclaimed jean as you and your peers make your late arrival.

the cast cheers and applauds your trio sarcastically, you’re a little embarrassed but connie and sasha revel in the attention, mock bowing and blowing kisses.

you stroll over to where levi sits, with his arms folded and legs crossed.

you look at him.

he looks at you.

“what?” he asks in his default mood of annoyance. “there’s no space here.”

“yeah there is.” you responded, your eyes dropping down to his lap.

levi pauses, his mouth opening and closing like a fish, his face painted with an expression of incredulousness.

and then he sighs in utter exhaustion, giving in and spreading his legs. you smile gleefully, plopping your full weight in his lap.

despite his ‘annoyance’, you both sit like this for the rest of the interview.

and all of your fans are just both so confused and so happy. because they were not prepared for levi, ever so stoic and astute, to just allow you to sit on him and just accept it.

you’re going to make him go grey early.

꩜ fourth clip

a fan recording of you and levi attending NY fashion week and just as you both stand up and begin to take your leave, you are stopped a handsome gentleman.

he speaks to you animatedly, and you smile and laugh with him.

levi on the other hand…is not so friendly.

he simply glares at this random man, unblinking, arms crossed and he seems to be impatient and…maybe a certain other emotion?

the conversation comes to a close. the stranger gives you a small business card and you thank him and say goodbye. the man also waves to levi, but levi simply responds with a stiff nod and walks away with you.

you both walk through the crowd. you turn to him, looking at his face, and you wrap your arm in his one, leaning on you and smiling. he visibly sighs and relaxes, discreetly rubbing your hand with his own.

꩜ fifth clip

you and levi are at a new years event, along with other actors and actresses, including the ones from ‘attack on titan’.

it is ten minutes before new years, and it is freezing - it is 3°C at most.

you and historia are huddled together, absolutely shaking and teeth chattering in the cold.

that’s until levi walks towards the two of you and appears to notice your situation.

he shrugs off his long black coat, leaving him in only his suit, and drapes over yourself and historia.

your head whips to where he stands.

levi clearly tells you, “you should’ve worn a jacket!”

and you respond, with a wide grin on your face, “seems like i didn’t need to.”

historia thanks levi vehemently and you kiss levi’s cheek.

even from metres away, the blush on his cheeks is so very visible.

꩜ sixth clip

it is halloween! you enjoy halloween, always posting a costume of yourself on your instagram every year!

this year, you dressed as a cute vampire. your hair was slicked back and you had fake fangs on your canines. you were a doll!

on your story, you post a video of you.

and levi.

you are recording yourself walking and you come up behind levi, shoving your phone in his face so you both are in the frame.

levi rests on the couch with his eyes clothes.

but he is wearing a costume too.

levi never celebrates halloween. let alone wears costumes outside of acting.

how did you convince him to do this?

“leviiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii…” you growl with face menace, grinning wildly.

“hm?” he hums, barely even paying attention to you.

“i vant to vsuck vour vlood vleeeeviiiiiiiiiiiii…” you chime in jest, opening and closing your mouth to show you fangs.

levi opens one eye, side-eyeing you with immense suspicion. “get away from me.”

“vnoooooooooooooo, vlevvvvvvvvviiii,” you drawl again, opening you mouth an ample amount, and slowly closing in on his neck, “i vant to vsuck vour vblood-”

then his grabbing your hairline and holding you back, causing your eyes to squint and your face to lift.

“are you gonna stop?” he asks. his expression is blank as he scowls.

“nope!” you croak, your voice compromised by the position you’re held in, “vyourr vbloood vvlevvvvvviiii…”

the video cuts to another.

levi is running away from you, his bat cape flapping behind as you chase him.

the camera moves erratically as you manically cackle, “vgivve me vyour vblood vlevviiiiii! vlet ve vsuck vour vblooddd!”

this game of cat and mouse continues until you pounce on him and the video abruptly ends.

in the end, you get a photo with levi, that he willingly partook in, with you biting his smooth, pale neck.

it is safe to say your fans went crazy that day.

꩜ seventh clip

a viral paparazzi clip of you and levi walking out of the set for the movie you’re both working on.

as you walk with levi, an odd man wearing sunglasses comes up behind you and gropes your ass.

you can’t help crying out a loud, “hey!” in complete shock that someone would do that so shamelessly in front of so many people.

levi turns to, wondering what happened. you tell him that, ‘that man’ touched you inappropriately.

he doesn’t even waste any time.

levi storms up to the man, who has the sense to try and walk away, and sucker punches him in the nose.

everyone gasps as the man falls. he clutches his bloody nose, groaning and writhing.

“disgusting scum.” levi spits at the thing crying on the ground.

cameras flash all around you and levi.

levi guides you to the car, opening the passenger door for you and swiftly getting in the drivers side and speeding away.

while he received mostly support from your fans, he also received backlash for “inciting violence” and “not setting a good example”.

he did not care. in his own words, he would “do it again” if he had to.

꩜ eighth clip

a fan q&a was held with the cast of ‘attack on titan’ for the season finale, and fans could ask any questions they wanted!

unfortunately, because they are not interviewers, they lacked the skills usually used by people in media.

and the shame.

after levi answered a question, the host picked out another fan who had their hand raised to ask a question.

“hi, i have a question for ______.” said the fan.

you say hello and then she proceeded to ask, “how much weight did you gain between seasons 3 and 4?”

your looked shocked at the audacity of her to ask such a question and the fans seem to be in agreement, shouting in surprise and even booing the fan.

the host tells her, “please, do not ask inappropriate questions to the cast please.”

“huh? can she not answer questions or…?”

the cast look around awkwardly, glancing at you in concern.

you pick up your microphone to speak. “uh-”

but before you can get a word in, levi is already speaking for you. “can you ask good questions? or…?”

you choke on your spit, and the crowd cheers and whoops, and your cast members laugh and clap as the rude fan is guided out by security.

“tch, these people…” levi curses, “no more shit questions.”

the crowd howls but levi is being dead serious.

the q&a goes on, and levi places his hand on your knee as questions are being answered, seemingly making sure you’re okay. you nod and give him a small smile.

꩜ ninth clip

a clip, recorded by you, of levi working out for his role in a new thriller film.

you wolf whistle, panning down levi’s shirtless body as he does pull ups, “ooh la laaaa!”

levi grunts, dropping down and wiping his head with a cloth. “stop that.”

“an attractive male in his natural habitat - the gym. the attractive male-”

levi snatches the phone from you.

you whine and he points the camera at you, turning the table on you. you are also clothed in gym wear.

“aren’t you supposed to be exercising too? you brat.”

“uhmmm…i’m here for uhhh…moral support?”

cut to you barbell squatting, with levi spotting you from behind.

“ugh! levi i can’t anymore! it’s too heavy!”

“are you serious? it’s ten kilograms.”

“yeah that’s heavy!”

“five more and then you’re done.”

you grunt but power through, doing all five before throwing the barbell onto the floor.

“impressive,” he compliments, “for you.”

you collapse to the floor and give a thumps up to the camera and say, “he loves me, really.”

levi huffs.

he does not deny it though.

*

a/n: i miss him so much i need him back and animated again :’)))

[luvfy0dor]

Bites or Hickeys? Various x GN!Reader ੈ✩‧₊˚

Warnings; suggestive, obv biting, hickeys, perhaps ooc,

Fandoms; Bungo Stray Dogs, Death Note, Attack on Titan, Obey Me

A/n; ogs remember when I was purple, but anyways happy 1 year of writing to me!! I'm super proud of my account and I'm so insanely thankful for all the love I've received and acquaintances/friends I've made. Thank you guys so much <3 even tho there have been times where I really thought I'd quit, I kept going and I'm so grateful I did

Bites ★

The feeling of their teeth sinking into your skin makes them feel almost electric, as if a spark has been lit inside their chest and cause an explosion of carnal desire. Some are softer with it, kissing and licking over the imprints of their teeth to soothe the mild pain it might have caused, but others just bite and move on to the next unoccupied spot. They can't help how desperate they are for you and to prove to themselves that they have you, and their affectionate gestures prove that theyre yours. After all, they'd never do the same for anyone else. Ofcourse after the heat of the moment died down, whether they were gentler or rougher earlier, they'd kiss over the indents and whisper soft praises and murmurs about whatever came to mind. Moments like those were their favorites- second to the actual rendezvous, ofcourse.

• RANPO, Dazai, Akutagwa, Kaji, Twain, Sasha, Zeke, Pieck, MELLO, Belphie, Satan, Leviathan

Hickeys ★

They prefer giving hickeys, sometimes because they think it's classier than biting, and others because they don't want to hurt you by biting too hard. They will, however, make you look just as ravaged, littering your pretty skin with dark, organically shaped marks. Their hands pin your wrists above your head while they suck and lick at your neck, humming as if they were enjoying a meal made by a world-class chef. Their eyes would flicker up to meet yours every now and again, lips curling upwards as they shove one of their knees between yours, allowing you to grind against their thigh while they make quick work of undoing your top and belt. They're far more shameless when they're leaving them along your thighs, so shameless that you almost look like you were bruised- no one was going to see them anyways, so why should they be modest? They'd be lying if they said being able to claim you in such a way didnt turn them on. ♡⁠˖

• fyodor, Sigma, Kunikida, Ango, Mori, Fitzgerald, Fukuzawa, Margaret, Poe, Erwin, Mikasa, Reiner, Historia, Lucifer

Both! ★

They simply can't choose, whether adorning your neck and thighs in dark, dotted half-moons or burgundy splotches, they can't get enough of you. They usually leave them in concealed places, but sometimes it's so difficult to not mark you up all over, especially when you're writhing underneath them and clinging to them like a vice because their lips and mouth just feel that good. You'd intertwines your fingers in their hair, pulling them closer or tugging them away when you're lying breathlessly in the wrinkled and messy sheets. They'd ask you if it's too much, rubbing circles into the sides of your hips with a wide, cheeky grin. God, you looked so good underneath them, all bashful and shy with your eyes half lidded and your lips slightly agape. Your labored breaths and quiet sighs were like music to their ears, so really, how could they choose just one when they could give you both and double the fun? ♡⁠˖

• NIKOLAI, Chuuya, yosano, bram, Oda, Atsushi, Lucy, Mushitaro, Tecchou, Tachihara, Eren, jean, Connie, Armin, Hange, maybeee levi, Ymir, Matt, Matsuda, Misa, im torn between both and neither for L, Mammon, Asmo, Beel

Neither ★

They prefer not to leave a physical mark on you, but rather give you a good time to remember them by. A mark will fade quicker than a memory. ♡⁠˖

• Nathaniel Hawthorne, Light, Jouno

A/n: hey chat I didn't realize today was my anniversary so I kinda speedran the characters, it might not be SUIUUPER in character so I'm sorry 😞

[luverine]

Crybaby ˖ ࣪ 𓂃

MDNI // no proof read // sub! Fav x gn! Reader // infantilization? // dacryphilia // overstim

“I’ve barely done anything and you're already crying, so pathetic…”

A whimpery sob escaped his lips. You’ve been jerking his dick for what feels like a lifetime. He’s extremely sensitive as he feels his third orgasm draw near.

“Please,” he whines, his cock is a blushing red that travels up his happy trail. His chest is on fire, he can’t think, he’s being so tortured by your smooth hands.

He turns to putty the moment you give him any sort of attention. Trail your eyes over his body? Hard. Kiss his cheek? Coming. Place your hands on his hips? Destroyed.

“I need-!” He’s gone, arching his back, teary eyes rolling back, come coating your hand once more.

“Can my crybaby handle another?” You ask a smirk spreading over your face as you pet his hair, cooing at his ruined form.

A/N: likes, comments, reblogs appreciated ˖ ࣪ 𓂃Love you all ‹𝟹

I’m hoping to write more (longer) subby works! I had Peeta, Cloud, Zack, Armin, Jean, Connie, Reiner, Shiggy, Bakugou, Midoriya, Kiri, Victor, Gale, and Leon in mind for this one •_•

[porcalinecunt]

connie springer eats pussy like a god! ﹒⪩⪨﹒

connie knows where to brush his tongue against, what will make you jolt and sob until he’s practically suffocating in your cunny. he’d tease the clit while stuffing his fingers in your pussy, rapidly flicking his wrist while you pried at the sheets for anything to grab onto. he may not even need them, using his tongue to fuck your sweet cunt.

don’t assume he’s nice either! he’ll keep going until he’s lockjawed and his mouth is covered in your cum. doesn’t matter if your in tears from the intense orgasms and slurring your words, it only fueles his insatiable lust for you and your ruined pussy ♡

“stop runnin’ from me babe, i’m not done yet..”

[ackermanrage]

heyyyy, how r u doing <333? hope your alright, h&h (happy n healthy)! wanted to say, i looove your writing like so much. levi really feels accurate and my chicken heart glows.

so, i wanted to request please, if possible, levi w/ a reader that is the corps' "head doctor". i don't remember the scouts ever having a doctor or professional personal taking care of the injured, just... them 🧍🏻‍♀️.

so, reader is "the head doctor", but really is just the person who usually takes care of every physical injury because they are the one who knows the more of medicine. but they are still a soldier who has to fight. a soldier who gets their own injuries. (based on my oc, doctor and tennat <3).

so, levi and reader after a mission, in wich his s/o is injured themselves but still have to take care of the rest first.

(i use 'they' bc that's gn in english and idk if you are uncomfortable with specificying gener or something. sorry if i sound incoherent, english isn't my first lenguage TT)

have a great day/evening/night! take care, thank u and bye !!!

🍓🍓🍓 •

ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ

levi ackerman x fem!reader warnings: injuries, blood, exhaustion, some swearing (it's levi) an: Hey hey! I'm doing great, thank you so much for the sweet message—🫶🥹. Also, your English is amazing and super clear, please don’t even worry about it! I hope you enjoy!

The medical tent reeked of iron and sweat.

Cots were lined wall to wall, stained with old and fresh blood. Torn uniforms, discarded blades, ripped open skin—your battlefield didn’t end out in the field. It only changed shape.

You weren’t even fully through the tent flap before a younger scout stumbled toward you, clutching their ribs and wobbling on their feet. Without hesitation, you took their arm, gritting your teeth when a sharp pain shot through your own side. Broken, probably. Definitely bruised. Didn’t matter.

“Sit down. Keep pressure here,” you said, guiding them to a cot. Your voice was hoarse but firm, the kind people listened to. You passed them a torn-up shirt for compression. “I’ll be back in two minutes.”

You didn’t wait for a reply. You were already moving again, crossing the floor with sharp purpose. Sasha had a dislocated shoulder and was biting on a belt. Connie had a gash running up his thigh that someone had tried and failed to stitch. Mikasa was kneeling beside Armin, trying to keep his breathing steady while pressing gauze to a wound at his hip. Jean stood beside them, asking questions, no idea what to do with his hands.

This was always how it went. You’d fight with them on the frontlines, ODM gear strapped to your legs, blades slicing through titan flesh. And then, once the bodies stopped falling and the screaming slowed, your real job began. You were the only one left who knew what kind of herbs stopped bleeding, how to do real stitches, how to snap a shoulder back into place with less than a scream. The "Head Doctor" of the Scouts wasn’t a real title, not officially. But it had become your identity. Not just because you knew how to clean a wound properly, or how to set a bone without splintering it further. It was because you were the only one who could. The others trusted you. Depended on you. And when they saw you striding across the tent with bloody hands and that look in your eye, they knew help had arrived.

And you could not sit down.

Not yet.

Not when there were people left to treat. Not when they were your people. Through the stink of torn flesh and old canvas. Through the chaos of shouting, crying, pain. Even when your limbs screamed. Even when your vision blurred. That's when you heard it—

“Oi.”

Sharp, low, and unmistakable. Levi.

Your hands paused, mid-wrap. You didn’t look up.

“I’m almost done,” you said, voice tighter than before. “Just a few more.”

“You’re bleeding,” he said, closer now.

“I know,” you snapped.

The room stilled a little at your tone.

You exhaled. “Sorry,” you muttered. “I just… I’ll rest soon. I promise.”

Silence stretched between you.

Then he stepped around in front of you, crouching just slightly so he could meet your eyes. His gloved hand hovered near your hip, unsure whether to touch you again.

“You took a hit,” he said. “Saw it. When that last one fell—you went flying.”

You swallowed. “Landed wrong. Nothing new.”

His jaw tensed. His eyes dropped to your side, where a darker patch of blood spread beneath your jacket. His hand moved before you could stop him, tugging the fabric up. You hissed as it peeled away from the wound.

“Shit,” he muttered. “This needs stitches. You probably have a cracked rib.”

You grabbed his wrist, voice steady. “Levi. I need to finish treating the rest.”

He looked at you for a long moment. That familiar scowl pulled at his mouth—but there was something else underneath it. Something bitter. Almost… helpless.

“You never fucking stop,” he said, low. “Even when it’s killing you.”

You flinched at that. Not because he cursed. But because he said it like a truth.

The kind of truth people only say when they’ve thought about it too long. When they’ve worried too much.

You sighed. “Levi—”

“If I stop now, someone dies,” you said, putting your jacket back on. “They need me, Levi.”

Silence.

“I need you,” he said simply.

Your throat tightened.

He looked at you like he was memorizing your face. Like he was afraid it might disappear any second.

He stepped in close. His forehead pressed lightly against yours. His hands—bloodied and gloved—settled on your hips, holding you like you might vanish if he let go.

“Let me take care of you this time,” he whispered. “Just this once.”

Your shoulders dropped. The ache in your back screamed. The pain in your ribs pulsed harder. You were dizzy. You were…

“Tch. Sit,” he ordered gently, guiding you to a cot behind you.

You let yourself fall into it.

And he—Captain Levi Ackerman, humanity’s strongest—knelt in front of you, reached for a clean rag, and carefully began to peel the bloodied layers off your skin. His movements were precise. Gentle.

He worked with quick, precise hands. You leaned back slightly, breath hitching when the alcohol stung.

“Sorry,” he muttered. “Almost done.”

“You’re good at this.”

“You showed me how.”

He stitched slowly. Carefully. Every pass of the needle felt like an anchor pulling you back into your body. Back to something steady. Something real.

“You didn’t have to,” you murmured.

“I wanted to.”

He worked in silence for a while, dabbing and wrapping and pressing with care. When he finished, he wrapped your ribs tight, his hands lingering at your sides.

You opened your eyes, just barely.

He was staring at you again. That look in his eyes—it hurt to see it. Like he hadn’t breathed easy since the mission ended.

“I thought you were dead.”

You swallowed.

“You looked like a corpse when you stood up,” he continued. “Blood all over your face. Limping. And then you just walked away. Started healing the others.”

You tried to speak, but your voice cracked.

“I couldn’t move,” he whispered. “I couldn’t even… I didn’t know how to stop you.”

You reached for him. He caught your hand halfway.

“I’m here,” you whispered. “I’m okay.”

He kissed your knuckles, barely a brush.

“Don’t make me watch that again,” he said. “Next time, let someone else take care of you.”

You leaned forward, resting your forehead against his.

“Only if it’s you,” you murmured.

“It always will be.”

taglist: @lvstyangel @alebrasil0101

©ackermanrage - please do not copy, translate, or plagiarize my work!

[chroni-ixx]

guys who smack your ass out of love. 

multiple x gn!reader, fluff.. kind of?

wc. 304

doesn’t matter the shape, size, orientation. he will be hitting your behind no matter what.

bent over wearing tiny little skirt, or in the largest sweatpants to grace this earth, he loves your ass. 

when his large hand meets the fat of your ass with a ‘clap’, and you let out that high-pitched squeal, he ascends.

it’s late, your walking into your shared bedroom after rotting on your couch for half the day, in your house clothes, an old band-tee lifted slightly over the swell of your bum the end of your sleep shorts.

your boyfriend lazily slides in behind you, shirt off, sweats hanging low, eyes on his prize.

on the way to your bed, you hear a soft whistle behind you right before there’s a sharp sting on your backside, “ah-” your hand instinctively flies to the place of impact but there's already a soothing hand there.

“what the fu-”

you’re cut off by a low, raspy chuckle as you turn to look behind you, “shh, baby. i just wanted to appreciate what's mine.” he says, as his rough hands slide up to your waist to turn you around, holding you there.

“you not gon’ let me do that?” he asks teasingly, hands slowly moving back down to your ass. 

before they can get there, you push his muscular arms away from you and roll your eyes. this is a daily occurrence.

“get off me and get into the bed” playfully leaves your lips as you turn back around to get under your fluffy sheets. 

he smiles, eyes still wandering, “you’re lucky you’re cute.”

ignoring your man’s burning gaze and joking words as you climb onto the mattress. You soak in the domesticity of it all.

You love this life with him, so much.

aot: jean, miche, connie

hq: OSAMU, tanaka, daichi,

jjk: TOJI, higuruma

mha: bakugo, sero, KIRISHIMA, aizawa

+ all of your cutie favs ♡