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wxxpingangxls · 2 months ago

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mr munch!

he slammed the door, huffing. "what the fuck is your problem?" you asked, watching as he throws his gym bag on the floor.

"no one believes i have game!" he whined. armin scrunched his face as soon as he heard you snort, not taking your eyes off the tv, once. "something funny?" he asked, clearly unhappy with your response. he pathetically plumped himself on the sofa next to you.

armin was a nerd. your typical tv nerd. one who knew wayyy too much about things that were less than ideal, academically gifted and zero game when it came to getting women. i mean it wasn't his fault that he was sooo eager to please his teachers. sure, he was cute with his glasses that seemed more like a magnifying glass glued to his face, and not to mention that fuck ass bob of his. but you know what, he wore it well. and you had to give him that much.

"ok so, how do you pick up a pretty girl then?" you asked, now directly facing him. he fiddled with his bony fingers before swallowing harshly. "well?"

"well i'm charming?"

"according to who?" you bellowed out in laughter as he pouted. "you're a nerd, and there's nothing wrong with that," your hand rubbed on his knee as you gave him a pitiful smile.

"are you...giving me pity right now?"

"no? i'm comforting a friend," you said curtly.

"can i ask you something?"

you smiled expectantly, knowing that he was probably going to splutter out some fuckary. however, nothing could ever prepare you for what came out of his big mouth.

"what's a munch?"

your eyes widened in shock.

"is it a bad thing? everyone was asking if i was a munch, so i just said yes,"

"why the fuck would you say yes to something you don't know the meaning of?"

"well to be honest, it seemed like a good thing..." he put his head down as his face grew hot.

you weren't any better because now your palms were sweaty. "armin, aren't you like, a know-it-all?"

"oh please, i'm not that smart..."

"clearly," you couldn't help but pity the poor baby. and he didn't like that. he didn't like it when others looked down on him especially with pity.

"so, are you gonna tell me?"

"a munch is a man who loves to eat pussy, okay?"

"but i've never...done that before,"

"i can tell," you huffed out while he visibly blushed. "well now the whole school knows that you loves to eat pussy," you giggled loudly. you half expected armin to whine like he always does, but he stays silent. "oh come on, i'm just kidding, laugh a little,"

"so, being a munch sounds fun, i wanna try it out," he turns to face you.

"sorry? armin, are you fucking okay? you don't even know how to eat it,"

"how am i supposed to learn?"

and that's how you ended up with your legs held all the way up to your ears, with armin and his bob between your legs. his tongue piercing swirled on your clit. "you're...you're a fucking liar!" you squealed, as his mouth suckled on your clit. he moaned, completely ignoring you. unbeknownst to you, he was smirking as your syrupy slick dribbled down your ass crack. but that didn't stop him.

his tongue trailed all the way down to the winking hole, as his thumb rubbed your bud with ease. you were unbelievably wet as he tongue moved up towards your hole, squeezing it into your tight pussy. you pulled on his hair, bringing him impossibly closer to it, smothering him completely. each time, his tongue subtly stretching you out. he grunted and groaned, sending vibrations straight to your heart. that lying bastard. he's not fucking new to this shit.

you mewled, watching him remove himself from your cunt for a hot minute. "what's wrong? i'm just showing you what a munch is," he slyly grinned, his chin covered in nothing but slick and saliva. fuck, was he nasty, fingers never leaving your clit. your toes started throwing gang signs as tears formed in your eyes. before you could tell him to move his ass and finish his meal, he's already attaching his mouth in a suction motion onto your clit. you played with your nipple as your hips literally bucked up into his face, greedily trying hard to get more. more of that attention he was giving to the entirety of your sweet pussy.

honestly, you were mad you hadn't just sat on his face to shut him up sometimes. and trust me, you'd thought about it. the ball of his tongue piercing rolled continuously on your clit with speed, as you damn near closed your legs in overwhelming pleasure. this nerd was flicking your clit raw, but you loved every moment of it. "just like that," you whined, yanking his hair a little too harsh. if you had pulled it the right way, he might've just cum in his pants for the second time that night.

"mfphm, fuck armin!" you squealed a little too loud, that wretched piece of metal and his tongue making you cry tears of and pleasure. it seemed almost sadistic with the way he kept repeating the same motion that made your legs shake and quiver. "okay, armin, m'cummin!" and all those words did, was spur him on. watching as he attempted to push his face into your sticky cunt, your leg locked up, with your back arching steeply.

you came hard, but that didn't stop armin from flicking his tongue on your clit, over and over again. and the worst part? you couldn't get him to move away. "okay, i get it!" you moaned out, damn near screaming. he was lucky that your legs felt weak, or else he would've been crushed by your thighs, not that he would mind. "armin, i'm done!" you sobbed out, and the obscene sounds of him slurping and sucking on your pussy never stopped. your hand moved to place itself on his head and attempt to push him away.

a feeling arose in your tummy, something unfamiliar, and at the point you were crying hot tears. you even couldn't let out one coherent sentence before you came again. even harder than the first. you genuinely felt ethereal, ringing in your ears and seeing nothing but white. your heartbeat was in your ears as he finally removed himself after riding your orgasm out.

two slim fingers slowly slipped into your cunt. "you bastard,"

"hey, that's not anyway to talk to the guy that just gave you the orgasm of your life," he pouted, fingers curving upwards towards your g-spot as you moaned out loud. he swiftly pulled them out before slapping your cunt.

you sat up immediately, and gave him one harsh slap across his face. "you said you've never eaten pussy, what the hell was that?" you huffed out.

"thanks!"

"it wasn't a compliment,"

that sneaky bastard. of he knows how to eat it. but now you had to find out if he could lay it down. well, you actually didn't have to worry about that, cuz baby, despite cumming in his pants twice, he still had more in him.

that fucking nerd.

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mojifushiguro · 1 month ago

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pony boy ! a.arlert

you've only been with your sweet boy armin for a couple weeks, but he's already so dependent when it comes to you... shy!nerdmin x reader

warnings: smut, virgin armin, spitting+saliva, oral sex, p in v sex, college!au, begging, masturbation, mild dacryphilia, very mild somnophilia, breast play, and so forth and so on.

mdni.

armin was the sweetest, most innocent ever.

he kept his grades up, and honestly, he was labeled weird to everyone. not that he cared. you were more known than him, and it wouldn't be wrong to say you were quite popular.

so when you told everyone about your relationship, which he almost begged you not to do, everyone was shocked.

now lets go back to the first sentence. armin was the sweetest, most innocent ever.

keyword, was...

before you came along.

all the skirts and short shorts you wore, all the crop tops or the way you were instantly comfortable with only being in a bra in front of him, despite seeing the way he put his pillow on his lap to hide the bulge in his pants.

aw, he was so sweet when you asked him to help you zip up the back of a dress you wore, and when you went out to go to one of the college parties with your friends, he stared at a picture of you on his phone as he got his rocks off in his room while his door was locked, waiting for you to come back to his house.

him telling all his nerdy little friends about how you're the best girlfriend ever, and even telling his mom about you.

"she's really nice. the best girlfriend ever."

what a mamas boy.

and yes, you were nice. the way you helped him with his hair every morning before you both went off to campus.

when you walked with him, you leading the way down the sidewalk, he just couldn't help but look at your hips... and your ass. the way it moved so nicely in any bottoms you wore.

when you helped him pick his pencil up in the hallway, the color of your purple panties flashing him from the barely dress-code-safe skirt, making him quickly look away with a red flushed face and making sure no one saw.

ugh, he gets boners every day. he's so weird. he has to go to the bathroom all the time, hiding his pants with his backpack just to go let out a nice one in some tissue and flush it down the toilet.

and it was so easy.

because he cum's quick.

despite everything he did, or fantasized about, or wrote in his diary about, you never did anything with armin.

until the night his parents left, and he had the whole house to himself for two days. but little did he know, two days was all you needed.

he stayed up later than you, and as he typed on his computer, trying to complete assignments early, he couldn't help but glance over at the way his sheets hugged your curves.

his eyes moved from your body, to his computer, his typing slowing down as they trailed back over to you.

focus, was all he was telling himself. but you were the most beautiful girl ever in his eyes. he couldn't focus on anything other than you. him and all his little chat friends knew that.

to make matters worse, armin was such a virgin. your typical virgin who knew nothing about women but that they had pussies and were almost scary to talk to.

he closed his laptop, sitting it on his nightstand and pulling the sheets off of his legs. why do these things always happen? he had another boner. he tried to tell himself he needed to stop jerking off to you so much, but gosh, you looked so damn good.

maybe if he just... palmed himself to calm himself down?

he reached down, putting one hand in his sweats and softly rubbing at himself. he let out a small whimper, closing his eyes and biting his lip.

no jerking off. only palming.

but he couldn't help but lightly squeeze at his dick, softly moaning at the sounds of your breaths, imagining them closer to his ear.

he had to control himself.

he took his hand out of his pants and sighed, scooting closer to you, and wrapping his arms around your waist, nuzzling his nose in your neck.

"y/n...?" he whispered, careful but to startle you. "y/n, I miss you." he whispered again.

you hummed, slowly blinking your eyes before reaching back and rubbing through the back of his head. fuck, you only made his boner worse.

armin closed his eyes and rubbed his nose in your neck, getting aroused just by the way you smelled.

you already knew what was happening. how? because every time armin gets horny, he touches your waist. any other time, he's too afraid to do anything.

"you miss me?" you mumbled, tilting your head away to make room for him. he slowly nodded. "yeah..." his warm, heavy breaths against you turned you on just like him.

you licked your lips as armin moved closer. that's when you felt him against your ass. "you're horny? that's why you miss me?" you sat up and pulled the sheets back. and behold, a damp spot on his sweats.

as his face got red, he slowly nodded, looking at his pants. he was so embarrassed with himself, but he knew you were the only one that would make his disgusting fantasies come true. you were the only one that would fulfill his needs, and that's all he wanted.

you smiled, pushing him onto his back and sitting on top of him. "you're such a cutie, 'min." you smiled, leaning down to kiss him.

poor baby could barely kiss you back, he was too focused on the fact that you only wore panties, and the fact that you were on top of him, and the fact that when you leaned forward, you slightly grinded against his bulge.

"ah.." he moaned softly, looking down. you felt him throbbing against you, begging for you with his body.

"ill help you..." you moved your hips once against him, making him close his eyes and whine a little. "but you cant cum quick. got it?"

oh god.

he tried his best, he really did.

but when you told him to sit up, just so you could put your ass in the air, and that perfect arch in your back to suck him off, he was on the brink of a climax.

the way you sucked his pretty pink tip so softly, and your saliva mixing with his precum.

the way you spit on it, and it dripped down to his base. he didn't know you could go that far down.

your warm mouth and hands wrapping around him so nicely, he couldn't help but beg.

"m-more... please..." he whimpered and stammered, his knees buckling and him gripping the sheets, being too afraid of grabbing your pretty hair.

"more?"

what a foolish request for armin to make.

"oh... my... gosh...!" armin moaned out, gripping your hips as you bounced on his aching dick.

ugh he was so embarrassed, because his eyes were watering. so much to the point that tears of pleasure were rolling down his cheeks.

the sound of skin connecting and your wetness mixing, the way his dick was bigger than you'd ever expect it to be, it drove both of you crazy.

"ugh, fuck, 'min!" you threw your head back as you kept your hands on his knees to keep your balance. the way your breasts bounced so perfectly in front of him, he couldn't help his self. he just wanted to look at them. and... play with them.

he raised your shirt, eyes threatening to close as he licked his salty lips at how soft they were, his warm hands brushing over your nipples, fuck, it all felt so good.

he loved that the more he pinched and rolled your nipple between his fingers, the more your pussy throbbed around him, and the wetter you got.

the more you moaned his name, and the more he wanted to cum.

"'m...'m gonna... you gotta get up..." he whined, grabbing your hips, but you didn't budge. you actually started bouncing faster and harder. "s-shit!" the sweat dripped down his forehead, and he slowly shook his head.

"you can cum in me, 'minnie..."

that was all you had to say before he whined and moaned and shook, digging his nails into your hips and bucking his more and more as you rode him through his limit.

poor armin, his dick was so sore, and it throbbed even after he came.

his only punishment for not making you cum with him was his face between your thighs, and his glasses on the nightstand.

he hummed into your pussy as your thighs nearly suffocated him, and his face was cutely squished between them. his lips and chin were so wet, and his eyebrows furrowed as he softly sucked and licked your clit.

he loved the way you nearly dominated him, and when you arched your back, constantly repeating his name mixed with curse words.

when your slick mixed with his saliva as he flicked his tongue over your clit multiple times, oh it was to die for.

he was getting off again, rubbing his hips slowly and subtly against the sheets.

he even put his tongue inside of you, bobbing his head back and forth. and when you started to throb against his tongue, he closed his eyes as you shook, and your thighs tightened around his messy head, finishing right inside his mouth.

dripping on his chin and around his lips.

"armin..." you bit your lip as he raised his head and crawled over you.

you kissed him, your own wetness mixing between you and his tongue. as you wrapped your legs around him, you felt the sticky substance on his pants between your legs.

armins hands slowly moved back towards your shirt, and under it, softly gripping at your waist.

he looked at you with his soft, glossy, blue eyes.

"can we do it again...? please?"

y'all like this? hadda join in on the trend. ;)

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prettyblntzz · 2 months ago

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I need my fav writers on this again whew chile.🫦

Tag me when you’ve done it cs I need tht.🧘🏾‍♀️

He can get some of this chocolate 😣👀

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kanekisfavoritegf · 2 months ago

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Nerd!Armin … pt.1??

Warnings: unedited Oral, Tongue Piercing, Alcohol, cheating, uhh idk I havent done this in a while LOLZ, eating from the back???

Nerd!Armin was an undercover freak, and you had no idea. Not until tonight, that is.

Nerd!Armin was just a quiet guy in one of your mandatory history courses.

Nerd!Armin literally never spoke, and when he did, it was mumbles so quiet and unclear that everyone had given up speaking to him in general, including your professors.

Nerd!Armin was the type of guy who kept his head down, did his work, and left. He had only two friends, Mikasa and Eren, both very much losers in their own right.

Nerd!Armin was the kind of guy you avoided at all costs, not because of reputation or anything, but cause he kind of weirded you out.

Nerd!Armin had somehow scored an invitation to one of the frat parties your boyfriend was hosting, probably through Connie, a guy who gave out invites like candy.

Nerd!Armin sat in the corner with Eren and Mikasa, silently drinking away and occasionally nodding his head to the music.

Nerd!Armin looked good tonight, his stupid dinosaur shirt clinging to his skinny frame, making your mouth dry. It was probably the alcohol or your boyfriend getting on your nerves.

Nerd!Armin looked good drunk and now stood swaying; his eyes caught sight of you from across the room. You sat in the corner opposite him, your boyfriend long gone, drunk off his mind, probably going to jump off a roof or something.

Nerd!Armin swayed closer and closer to you, mouthing the words of some 2hollis song that blasted in both of your ears. His mouth mouthing every word so distinctly that it was the first time you'd seen his mouth move, his mouth open.

Nerd!Armin had a tongue piercing.

Nerd!Armin stood above your sitting figure and looked down at you before entering the bathroom.

Nerd!Armin turned his head back to face you as if beckoning you to join him.

Nerd!Armin had forgotten his friends long ago; the only reason he came was to see you.

Nerd!Armin had you bent over the bathroom counter as he pulled down your thong and stroked at your wet cunt with his middle finger, the only one actually with a green lantern ring on it.

Nerd!Armin didn't speak to you as he bent down to take a long stripe from your pussy, afraid he'd begin to stutter and turn you off. Nerd!Armin did, however, eat you out until you screamed his name over and over.

Nerd!Armin smirked into your cunny when your boyfriend knocked at the door, begging to take a piss. Feeling you freeze up at the sound of your boyfriend's voice, Armin pushed his piercing into your clit once more time and forced an orgasm out of you once more; this time, you bit your lip and clenched onto the tap in front of you and shook violently.

Nerd!Armin's glasses fogged up, and mouth dripping with your cum satisfied, he turned you around and guided you onto your knees as he unbuckled his pants, all while your boyfriend still waited on the other side.

Nerd!Armin had no intention of keeping quiet, though…

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bapelana · 19 days ago

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pussydrunk antics. nerd!armin is a muuunnnchhhh. reader’s thick & a woc.

the second armin took your lace panties off, he started panting like he’d just ran a marathon.

you were already laying on your back, skirt bunched up around your waist, brown plush thighs parted like a promise—and he just stared.

big blue eyes blinked down at your glistening pussy like it held all the answers to his questions.

his breath hitched. glasses low. cerise lips parted.

“c-can i…?”

you grinned, slow and giggly. “‘min, you don’t have t’ask. jus’ do it.”

armin blinked once more. his eyes trailed down from your face to your sappy pussy again.

he gulped, leaning slowly before he dived in like a madman.

he gripped your plush thighs like he needed to anchor himself and licked a long, shaky stripe up your folds like he was trying to taste everything in one pass.

“mmhhffuuckkk…”

his moan came deep from the chest—desperate, breathy, as his tongue rolled over your clit and back down. he sucked. slurped. dragged his mouth through the mess like a man obsessed.

you gasped. hips jerked. one of your legs instinctively hooked over his shoulder while the other was pressed into your tits.

armin moaned pathetically into your pussy. and it only turned you on more.

“fu-fuuhhckk ‘min, y-you—mfhhh— eating l-like you’re s-starved.”

“mmhn—am,” he whimpered, nose pressed to your mound, chin soaked. “n-need it soooo bad, please—y-you taste so good, baby—gimme m-more,”

the vibrations from his muffled words sent shivers through your spine.

you were moaning loud now, head tilted back, fingers twisted in the sheets and in his hair while your thighs trembled. your back arched hard with every stroke of his tongue.

and armin was losing it. he was rutting into the bed—actively thrusting into the mattress, whimpering into your sweet ‘n sappy pussy, his moans muffled and wet.

“‘min—haah! baby slow d-down, i-i can’t—”

“yes you c-can,” he begged, licking circles around your clit while he squeezed your thigh. “jus’ one more, please—jus’ o-one, wanna feel you cum on my mouth—please…”

“mfhh—armin!” your voice cracked as your orgasm hit like a truck, your body twitching under his mouth, the cry that left you paralyzed. toes curled, eyes rolled back.

overstimulated. mind-fucked.

armin’s mouth and chin were soaked with your slick. he slurped your juices up like a caveman.

and he didn’t stop. he just kept going.

“nnghh—‘minnie, p-please, too much,” you gasped, hand pushing at his head.

but he whimpered again, even louder, tongue still gliding and lips still sucking like he was chasing a high.

“a-again, ffuck—jus’ one more—c-can feel it, please give me another—”

“ohmygoddd, ‘min, m’cumming—!”

you came again. white-hot pressure hit you like a train—cream coated your walls and armin’s tongue as he lapped on it. your thighs twitched, voice ribbon-wet and broken, your entire body locked up like the orgasm was dragging your soul out.

you felt his breath hitch, his moans wetter now, erratic, and—

you looked down through half-lidded eyes and a fucked-out brain.

armin was still grinding into the bed.

grey sweatpants soaked through. eyes squeezed shut. his glasses fogged and askew. his face still buried between your legs while he whined, soft and high, humping like a bitch in heat.

“mhmhhnn—s’too much, f-ffuuck, i—m’gonna—!”

he gasped as he came in his pants. untouched. glasses crooked. lips still messing with your pussy as his whole body shuddered like it was too much to take.

ropes of his cum painted his boxers as he whined.

smiling at the sight, your head hit the bed shortly after. chest still heaving up and down, your thighs twitched around him and beneath his touch.

armin was panting hard. he lifted his head slowly from your legs, crawling forward to you on the bed.

his head fell into your shoulders, panting softly. he locked his arms around your waist, kissing your jaw and neck lazily.

you smiled as you tugged on his curls, lazy and gentle.

“you’re such a munch, ‘min.”

he smiled against your skin.

“can’t help it. just love the way you taste.”

srsly dnt leave me around armin cuz you’ll need 5 different police departments and wanda to surgically remove my tongue from his cheeks 🤣 nerd!min is a munch ion make the rules.

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xplicitviewz · 2 months ago

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Boyfriend!Eren was in the middle of his stream when you came over to his place after not seeing him for almost a week. You were visiting your parents house and finally made it back, wondering if he was asleep since he hasn’t been answering to your text. You walked into your boyfriend’s shared apartment, with the house key he gave you (because he has a habit of losing his keys) and walked straight to his room, hearing him yell over the game. You shook your head and opened his door with a smile.

Eren looks up from his computer, “Oh shit baby??!” He said immediately pausing his game and getting up to give you a hug. “You didn’t tell me you were coming back already.” He kisses your nose then your lips.

“Look at your phone for once, I texted you a thousand times.” You roll your eyes playfully, kissing him once more. Eren walks back over to his pc set up and grabs his phone that was flipped over and saw your text messages.

“My girlfriend’s back guys.” He stupidly grins at the camera and looks at the chat. “They said hi.” He looks at you. You walk over to the camera and wave, slightly bending over the read the chat messages, “Hey guys.” Eren, who was standing a a bit behind you, gazes straight towards your ass before licking his lips. “Alright guys ima end the stream.”

You wave bye and walk towards his bed, lying down on your stomach, smooshing your face into his pillows. You hear Eren telling his chat goodbye before you feel his hands pull your hips towards the edge of the bed, laying his whole body down on top of you. “I missed you.” He mumbles into the skin of the neck while he kisses it softly. “I missed you too.” You turn your head to the side, humming softly. You squeeze your legs together when your felt his hard press into your ass.

Meanwhile in the other room of the apartment, Nerd!Armin was also on stream, showing his viewers how to pass a level of his anime game, a lot of people requested. Armin and Eren have always been friends and when they got a place together Armin was streaming a lot. Eren took interest in it and asked Armin to help him set up his own pc and stream account. It’s been about a few months since he started and he was already growing a following.

Armin was in the middle of reading his chat when he read one comment that made his cheeks heat up.

“Eren and Y/N are fucking so loud on his stream. He accidentally left his mic on 😭😭😭”

Armin pulled his noise canceling headphones off and sure enough, he could hear your faint moans feom his room. Armin gulped and looked nervously at the door and then back at the chat, unsure on what to do. He knew the streaming platform had restrictions and he didn’t want Eren’s account to get banned.

His blush covered his entire face when he heard your moans getting louder, “I’ll be right back guys.” He mumbled very quickly before ending the stream all the way. Sighing to himself he got up and walked towards Eren’s room, your noises getting louder. He knocks three times, no answer. Feeling his hand grow sweaty, he wiped it on his shirt and slowly opens the door, mentally preparing for what he’s about to see.

His eyes widened when he saw Eren hovering over you shirtless, one of his hands holding the back of your thigh, his other is between your legs, his fingers thrusting in and out of you, Erens eyes snapped up from you to Armin, standing awkwardly at the door, he parts away from your nipple, a pop sound echoing, “Whats up armin?”

Not once did he stop, you however, your eyes widened as you look over, and see him as well. “Y-you left the uh the stream on. Your mic.” Armin stuttered slightly horrified that eren didn’t even bother stopping.

Armin was no where near a virgin but he also doesn’t just have sex all like that. Between Eren and Armin, Eren was definitely more of a fuck boy, that was until he met you a year ago.

“Oh? Whoops.” Eren shrugs off looking back at you. “W-what does he mea-ooh-“ you moan when he curls his fingers inside you. “I didn’t end the stream properly.” He kisses your jaw. Armin takes it upon himself to walk over and end the stream, wanting to return to his room as soon as possible. He rushes to end the stream properly and when he finished he stands up and his eyes widen even more, if that was even humanly possible.

Your eyes closed shut, back was arched, legs spread wide while Eren was buried between your legs. Your legs trembles at every flick his tongue makes on your clit, moaning helplessly. Armin shamefully wondered how good your pussy must be for Eren to not even care that he was in the room. Maybe even forget he was. You moan louder, squirming your hips into his face. You turn your head to the side, eyes halflidded and they landed on Armin who stood close to the desk. Your eyes trailed down his body, noticing his growing bulge, smirking softly before your eyebrows scrunched when Eren circled around your clit repeatedly. “Oh sh-shit baby.” You moaned, your hips jerking. You reached to the side of you, your hand tapping around looking for something until you found it.

Armin watches you, your expressions full of pleasure. He gulps nervously when you trail down his body, before your eyes stop, rolling to the back of your head. He quickly looks down getting embarrassed when he notices he has a boner. Armin’s cheeks flush hotter as he looks back at your whimpering state watching as you look for something and toss it toward him on you find it. It lands on his socks and he looks down, sucking in a breath when he notices it’s your panties. He looks back at you, now occupied with Eren, who’s eyes stayed closed the entire time.

Impulsively, he picks up the thin piece of fabric, noticing the wet spot and he has no idea what crossed his mind when he brings it to his nose and takes a breath of it, softly groaning feeling his cock twitch in his sweats. You gasp when you feel Eren raise your thighs higher, holding you tighter, continuing his assault with tongue, fucking it in you, circling and swirling all inside.

Your eyes lazily fall back to Armin who was watching you, holding your panties in his hand tightly. You feel yourself about to cum for the second time squeezing tight around Eren’s tongue, moaning out as he moans into you. Your eyes flutter, still staring at Armin, “C-come.” You moan, “fuck, baby,”

Armin slowly walks closer towards the both of you. “Eren, I’m so close baby, don’t stop.” You moan, your eyes never leaving Armin’s while he walks closer.

“E-eren.” You whine, dragging out his name as your orgasm hits, your hips rolling into his face. You bring your hand to tug Eren’s hair, who finally opens his eyes, seeing your gaze set on Armin. He chuckles against your pussy, parting away after leaving a kiss on your fluttery puffed out clit.

“You don’t have to be shy Armin, look at her, she wants you to touch her, isn’t that right baby?” He looks at you as you nod yes, still whimpering. You look back at Eren who’s smirking at you, pumping his cock in his hand. “Slutty ass pussy.” He groans as he pushes his cock into you slowly, pulling out a bit, before stuffing you full. You whine at the stretch, grabbing at the sheets, Eren brings his lips towards yours, kissing them roughly, rolling his hips into yours, his hands finds its way back behind your thighs, holding them open, trailing his kisses down your jaw, your your neck.

“Moan his name y/n, tell him how bad you want him.” He grunts into yours ear, his knees buckle when you squeeze around him, “Ah fuck, you want him to fuck you too?” His hips snap harder against you.

“Y-yes, want you, Armin, p-please.” You cry out feeling every thrust hit deeply inside you. Eren sits up, still fucking you, bringing one of his hands to your jaw, turning your head towards Armin, “tell him not me baby.”

Your eyes full with tears as he quickens his pace, legs trembling watching as Armin’s eyes darkens even more when you moan his name over and over. You bring your hand to press against Armin’s bulge, your fluttering eyes, mouth open. Armin hesitantly brings his fingers to your mouth, shoving them down your throat. You instinctively close your mouth, sucking and moaning around his fingers, his hips pressing against your hand, whimpering softly. Eren moves his hand back to your free leg, pressing your deeper into the mattress, moaning as his fucks you in a harsh mating press, watching as you choke around his best friends fingers.

Your eyes roll, drool slipping out the corners of your mouth, tears falling out when Armin pushes his fingers down your throat, his hips bucking into your hand. You gag around his fingers, feeling your walls squeeze tightly around Eren’s cock, violently thrusting in and out of you before your body trembles, another orgasm overtaking you. “Look at her, Armin, look how much she came, bet you she been thinking about you. Greedy ass pussy. What? I’m not enough? You need my best friends to fill you up too hm?” Eren smirks at your state, “fuck you squeezing me so tight baby, what do you want? Tell us?”

Armin takes his fingers out of your mouth and you take a breath, moaning and babbling incoherently as Eren fucks you through your high. Armin smirks at your fucked out state, placing his hand over yours, pressing harder on his sweats. You can feel all his precum seeping through his sweats, while Eren shifts his hands to your hips, lifting your bottom half off the bed, lining it up to his. You whimper feeling Eren pull out up until his tip, your walls still fluttering around it. “Use your words pretty girl, what do you want?” Armin asked stroking your cheek. Your eyes flicker from Armin to Eren, who are both staring at you dangerously, before you focus on Armin. “W-want you.” You started, immediately gasping when Eren pushes himself back into you, violently thrusting. Your back arched off the bed, head thrown back as you cry out.

“Want me to do what?” Armin asked, grabbing your jaw to make you face him, his other hand moves to your boobs, pinching at your nipples harshly before grabbing and squeezing them. Your body jerks at every thrust and pinch they give you. You couldn’t possibly even think what you wanted but you knew you wanted more. “M-more.” You begged moaning loudly, your hands gripping something, anything.

Your legs fall limp in the air, fingers shaking from the intensity your body was feeling all around. Eren hooked his arms under your knees, pulling you impossibly close while Armin leaned closer to your face, barely hovering over your lips. “You know you’re such a tease.” He pouts innocently but his eyes are far from it, “You don’t think I notice how slutty my best friend’s girlfriend is? Those skimpy ass clothes you wear. How you come into my room when Eren is asleep asking if I want to eat anything, while wearing his shirt with nothing under. Were you hoping I’d say I wanna eat you?”

You eyes blinked frantically, feeling heat pour all over your body, “Y-yes, oh fuck yes yes yes.” You moan, not a thought going through your mind. “So fucked out, you’d say yes to anything.” Armin laughs, taking the opportunity to stuff your panties in your mouth while it was open. The dry fabric soaking up all the saliva that’s lingers in your mouth before he pulls it out, a string of spit connecting.

Your eyes roll as Eren hits your cervix, “Armin, get her mouth ready for me yea?” Eren grunts feeling your arousal gush out more. “She feels so fucking good-shit, squeezing me every time I mention you fucking her, but only if she tells you what she wants.”

“You hear that?” Armin asks, his fingers entering your mouth again, not hesitating to shove them down your throat, and pressing your tongue down, gagging as your eyes water more, “You need some help figuring out what you want?” You moan around his fingers helplessly, eyes half-lidded, watching him watch every expression of your face. “Want my mouth on your slutty ass pussy or my dick stuffing you full till you can’t think for yourself like right now?”

You cough and gasp for air when he pulls his fingers out, “Both I-I wan- nnghh- need it, Armin o-please.” Eren moves his fingers to your clit, rubbing slowly in contrast to his pace, feeling his cock twitch inside you warm gushy walls.

“Fuck baby, need you to beg more. Wanna fill that filthy mouth up.” Eren moans slowing his pace down but not the pressure. Your thighs tighten at ever slowed rough thrust he gives you. “Please Armin need you, need your mouth, your dick. I want it all, please I’ll be so good. I’ll let you have me whenever you want. Wherever. Both of you. I’ll be yours. Yours fuck yours forever. Please I’m gonna cum Rennie, I- I can’t-“

Eren pulls out before you can cum, practically laughing in your face when you cry from the overstimulation and being edged. He places your bottom half back on the bed, rubbing your hips a little. “You wanna cum baby?” Eren asks moving off the bed, switching places with Armin who’s already in between your legs. You nod, “Please.” You beg softly, legs shaking as you feel Armin’s hands wrap around your thighs, kissing up the inner skin, purposely skipping your quivering drooling pussy, to the other side.

He bites the skin, adding to the marks Eren left previously, your back arching off the bed. “Gotta use your words silly girl.” Armin speaks when he parts away then going back to sucking you soft skin. “Y-yes.” You pant watching as Eren connects his lips around your boobs, his fist pumping his red hardened leaky dick. You whine out loudly when Eren bites your boobs, “You know you shouldn’t forget using your manners dumb girl. Say the whole sentence baby, let us hear.”

“Please I want cum, please.” You cry out, your body immediately jerks when Armin’s tongue flicks your clit, his tongue piercing adding pressure to the sensitive nerves. Armin’s eyes roll when he finally taste you, spreading your legs wider and he gets to work. Eren trails his lips up to your neck, moaning against your skin as his hands continue to move against his dick. Your hips rock in Armin’s face, his tongue licking up and down, his piercing teasing your holes, your clit, before he plunges it inside your pussy, fucking your already sensitive hole. You moan get swallowed by Erens lips, as he kisses you roughly, your eyes rolling when he bites your bottom lip.

“Pretty girl,” Eren coos looking at you whimpering state, “you like how my best friends mouth feel? Does his tongue feel good fucking you pussy?” Bet you like how his piercing feels huh?”

You moan out when Armin groans against you, his tongue flicking out and circling your clit before going back inside you. Your twitchy legs threaten to close his head in between your legs are stopped when Armin presses you down more. “A-armin please, too m-much, please baby I wanna cum.” You moan, your hands falling to your sides pulling at the sheets.

“Not yet baby hold it.” Eren ticks his tongue, standing up. “B-but pl-“

Eren slaps his cock against your lips, rubbing his tip along the plush skin. You shut your mouth pouting as your eyes roll and hips squirming. Eren spits, it landing on your mouth and at the head of his cock.

“Open your mouth baby, you know better than to talk back.” Eren says while his fingers pinch and pull at your nipples. Your mouth opens, moaning out when Armin parts briefly and slaps your messy cunt before attaching hips lips back to yours. You immediately choke around Erens cock as he bullies it down your throat, not moving for a few seconds moaning as you tighten around him. He pulls all way out, giving you a second before he does it again.

Armin moans as your walls squeeze his tongue each time Erens cock is down your throat. He glances up at you watching the bulge of Eren’s cock from your throat, his eyes rolling as he continues humping the bed. He pulls away and kisses you roughly your stomach, his hands working his sweats off. His dick hits his stomach revealing just how needy he really is.

You felt warm splatters of his pre hit your skin, moaning around Erens cock, eyes fluttering when he pulls out to give you another second to breathe. “Relax baby, we’ll make you feel good.” Eren says wiping away a few fallen tears, “Your being so good for us.” You suck his tip, bobbing your head sideways slowly as he watches, moaning when you feel Armin’s tip slide up and down your needy pussy, teasing your entrance. Rolling your hips trying to push his dick inside you before he rubs it along your clit.

Armin watches as your juices wet up his dick without even going inside, still rubbing his cock on the outside of you. Eren starts fucking your mouth, cupping his hand around right under your jaw keeping your head up and tilted. Your eyes watch him, his and tensing every time your throat tightens around his dick. Your hand finds its way to his balls, cupping under to massage them. “Fuck baby just like that.” He moans his head falling back for a few.

Moaning around him from Armin still teasing your poor pussy. You squirm your hips, your other hand reaching down. Armin watches your hand find his dick, that’s he’s still running it all over your pussy, his pre smearing everywhere on you, moaning as you run his dick up and down your pussy, stroking his dick, squeezing tightly at his tip. You keep doing that for a few more seconds until you guide it to your entrance. Armin pushes his tip in you, whining when you suck him in the same time Eren pushes his entire length down your throat.

Armin’s head falls back as he slides himself inside, moaning loudly feeling your warmth suck him in full. Your eyes roll back when you find holes stuffed. Eren moves his hand from your jaw to your hair, holding your head back before his hips start snapping into your face. Armin grunts when you squeeze his dick and he starts his thrust, slow at first letting you adjust to his size before he starts matching Erens pace.

Your eyes screw shut, choking and moaning from the both of them. You were dizzy, your vision was blurred while they fucked you, you heard none of their words to you. You couldn’t even hear your own thoughts.

Your back arched when you felt your sudden orgasm crash over you, your body trembles from the intensity. Armin presses his body closer to you, sucking your collarbone, moaning into you skin, trailing wet sloppy kisses up to your neck. He watches the bulge if Erens print in your throat, and bring his mouth over it, sucking your skin, his teeth lightly grazing over it.

Your hand drops from Erens balls, Armin still thrusting sloppily into you, moaning louder into your ear, Erens curses feeling the suction of Armin’s mouth, his dick twitches inside you and he stuffs his dick down your throat, holding it there while he spills his cum all inside. Armin thrust for the last few times before he bottoms out, his cum spilling deep inside you.

“Shit.” Eren grunts slowly pulling out, his cums till trailing out throughout your mouth, leaving to go grab a cloth to clean you up. You cough catching your breath, your head falls as you lay there, panting heavily. Armin still on top of you, slowly fucking his cum in you, his lips moving all over your skin before he finds your lips leaving a soft kiss before he slowly pulls out of you.

He sits up watching his cum trickle out of your pussy, using his finger to push it back in, “I see why you guys always fuck for hours whenever you come over.” Armin grins looking at your limped state, using his other hand to rub your thighs. Eren walks back over with the wet cloth and kisses your lips. You whimper out when he cleans you up, you are so sensitive.

“You okay baby?” He looks at you with soft eyes, his other hand massaging parts of your body. You nod, your eyes heavy as you feel yourself getting sleepy. “I don’t think I can even think anymore.” You say trying to figure out just how many times you came. You lost count when Armin joined.

“I’ll go run the bath.” Armin says slowly getting off the bed and putting on his sweats, groaning realizing just how wet they got from him.

Later on that night, you and eren were asleep, Armin was in his room playing his game, not streaming this time since he wanted to take some time to think about what exact happened earlier. He kept your panties, and jacked off to them just a few minutes ago.

You woke up from your deep slumber, slinging Erens arm off feom around you, your legs still shakey as you walk to get some water. You definitely felt the damage from the both of them but you smiled as you made your way to the fridge. You grabbed a glass and got some ice water and drank it.

“Hey.” You heard Armin’s voice from behind you. You turned still drinking the water, holding onto the counter. “Yea?” You asked when you placed the glass down. “Are you okay? You were out of it after….”

You smiled and walk towards him, placing you hand on his cheek, “Your so sweet Armin. I’m more than okay.” You say looking into his eyes, your hand trials down his chest, “If you ever want to do that again, let us know.” You wink and walk back to your boyfriend’s room.

Armin watched as you walked, his dick getting hard instantly. He sighs and goes back to his room pulling out your panties and shoving his new pair of sweats off.

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Okay so like wtf was I on? Idk idk idk. Based off that one nerd armin vid on TikTok 😫😫😫

Not proofread

I was ovulating when I thought of this #needthat

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rosesnurhair · 2 months ago

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nerdmin is such a "erm actually! 🤓" nerd and it's killinggggg meeee because I know he'd be so cocky in everything he does!

armin a lil weird, and he's a freak, fem!reader, armin has a bit of a stutter, smut obv, I think that's it!

Like when he's eating you out he knows how good he is, n he's never quiet about it too!

loud gasps of curses and his name fall from your bitten lips when he takes your clit into his mouth just to suckle on it, swirling his tongue around the small sensitive nub painnnnnfulllyyy sloowww.. the cold metal ball rubbing against your clit, making your grip in his hair tighten and let out a loud cry of his name.

n oh he's such a teaseee:( "t-tell me how good m' makin you feel" he'd say before licking around your opening making it almost impossible for you to reply, he knows this and still would expect you to answer him!

n when you don't reply immediately? he'd suddenly plunge two fingers in your cunt, curling them and fucking the two digits in n out of your cunt, while constantly giving attention to your clit with his other hand! "gotta teach you to have some manners baby, s' rude not to answer someone when they're talkin to you" tsk, shame on you right? and he'd shake his head like he's genuinely disappointed in you. awaiting your reply he'd take his fingers out to suck your arousal off of them.

"mmnnn— f-fuck, feels so goodd, d-don't stop, pleasee please" you'd get out finally, rewarding you with a kiss to your clit. "that's my girl, good job" he'd say before licking and biting all over your inner thighs

nearing your orgasm you just keeppp moving around, it feels toooo good so how could you stay still? your loud whines and head pushes encourage him to be keep going, both his hands wrapped around your thighs, as an attempt to keep you still while he's licking you up everywhere, his tongue follows wherever you try to move to, he's not making this easy for you:(

"c-cmon doll I thought you wanted to be good for me, since I've been s' good to you this entire time haa— the uh— the least you can do for me is cum"

"you look so pretty like this, so much b-better than any of my waifus" he had it then he lost it, maybe he should've stopped after he called you pretty..

and he's right, you know he is and with his permission you're bucking your hips up and grinding onto his face with little huffs of breath. "f-fuckucukfuck— arminnn wait m' gonna—" and with that slight warning your high washes over you, but he doesn't stop just yet, he always takes pride in his well done work, so of course he has to sign it! with his tongue he spells out his name: A-R-M-I-N right atop of your clit and marking it with a kiss, moving up just to give you another one on your lips.

"uh— thank you baby" you say caressing his face while giggling.

you almost forgot how much of a weirdo he was for a second.

gosh that fanart is TOO delicious.

#fem!reader #black!reader #aot #armin arlet x reader #nerd armin #armin smut #nerdmin #hes so cute #rosie writes #smut #aot smut #munch

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jeagersfav · 25 days ago

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“𝐢 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥” - 𝐣. 𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧

painter!jean x reader smutty drabble, jean jerking off to a portrait of you, he’s obsessed w you

𓂃⭒𐀔 𐀔⭒𓂃

the evening sun permeated throughout his art studio. the warm orange hue painted the room. jean unbuttoned his beige shirt down to the last one, revealing his light brown tufts peaking from his brown jeans and boxers.

he sits at a stool in front of a wide, covered canvas. he takes of the veil, gently, he’s not in any rush. the white drapes would slowly reveal his lovers body painted in the clouds. some shading of clouds still left unfinished but you, you were perfect.

the side of you face rested on the back of your hand as you laid on your side, exaggerating your curves. cumulus clouds just barely kept your chest covered, more puff draped over your ass. your eyes are looking forward almost piercing the canvas. that was jeans favorite part. they were bold and intimidating, he thought, but somehow longing and sultry.

it’s what he always remembered the best. the way your eyes fluttered when he touched you. he loves that he has that effect on you. he’s obsessed with it.

his thighs shift against his hardened member as he struggles to focus on finishing your portrait. his hand makes his way to his hair and his fingers comb through the strands. the lump of guilt and desire starts to form in his throat when the tent in his jeans only grows.

his attentions drifts back your figure. the curve at your hips reminding him of how you grind up against him. he swallows at the thought of him gripping your hips to help you while ride him. he slowly unbuckles his pants to finally let his cock breathe. he pants while watching it twitch at the ghost of your touch and precum drips down to his shaft.

his already-low eyes shut so he can hear your faint moans and giggles echo throughout his head. his hands grip around his base as he slowly pumps to the thought of you and your portrait. he bites his lip and tilts his head back as his pace gradually speeds up, breath so heavy it could fog up a window.

whines and groans sprinkled with your names traveled throughout the room. “please, baby, oh fuck”, he catches himself whispering out as he rubs up and and down and his thumb gliding over the tip each time. images of you flashed against his mind as he climbed his high. “oh fuck baby i’m gonna cum, please let me-“

he trails off as his eyes flutter back open, immediately drifting back to your painted face. almost on cue, his load shoots onto the canvas and the wooden stand it rested on. he catches his breath while waiting for his vision to come back.

his artwork definitely wasn’t going anywhere now, he swears to himself he’ll finish later.

𓂃⭒𐀔 𐀔⭒𓂃

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dollfiegf · 2 months ago

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you met armin at a collage party—accidentally. To be honest you weren’t even supposed to be there. It was one of those over crowded, loud , sweaty walls from drinks spilling & sticky cups. But he was there, sitting on the counter in the kitchen, scrolling on his phone while sipping some drink from his red cup, shoulder tense, and his legs crossed

usually the total opposite of what you would go for. grey tee, gold chain, black jeans hanging perfect on slim hips. his hair was a little messy, like he didn’t care, but his nails were clean, short

you didn’t know what pulled you toward him, but there you were, shoulder to shoulder near the fridge. armin looked at you and smiled, a lazy kind of smile like he already knew something you didn’t. “you’re not having fun,” he said, voice syrupy and teasing. you raised a brow. “neither are you.” he giggled, took a slow sip of his drink, then leaned in. “i have my own definition of fun.”

and that’s how it started.

Eventually you found out you both go to the same campus, different majors. he was in political science. you were pre-med. your worlds weren’t supposed to overlap—but somehow they kept doing just that. You started seeing him more. In the library. outside of lectures. walking past you on the quad, headphones in, a to-go coffee in hand, dressed like he wasn’t trying but always looked too good.

he never yelled for your attention. he didn’t need to. a glance from armin was louder than anything.

then it turned into study sessions.

you’d meet at his place. you’d pretend to pull out your laptop. he’d pretend to care about chem formulas for ten minutes before he was behind you, arms wrapped around your waist, lips on your neck.

“you sure this is organic chemistry?” he’d whisper, dragging his fingers down your stomach. “shut up,” you’d breathe, already folding into him. the worst part? you kept lying to yourself. kept telling yourself you were helping him. just being nice.

but it was armin’s fingers that learned your body better than any formula. long, pretty fingers with little white stars that tapped your clit in circles until your legs shook and you were crying into his chest. he’d call you “pretty baby,” pull your panties to the side and eat you out so slowly you’d beg him to stop teasing. but he never did. he loved to watch you squirm.

you told your roommate you were tutoring.you told your boyfriend you were “on campus late.”you told yourself that you weren’t in deep. that this wasn’t a thing.

but you knew better.

especially when armin started getting comfortable.

he would start making snarky comments, he’d tug you into his lap when you walked in, grip your waist, say, “missed you,” real low in your ear like it wasn’t supposed to mess with your head. he’d even pull ur phone away from you mid text pressing you on who ur texting even tho afterwards he said it was a joke both of you knew it was a lie.

but you’ll let him do it anyway

you let him push up your shirt, mark your tits with his mouth, fuck you raw on the floor while your untouched textbook sat open on the table.

“you like lying to him?” he’d mutter, hands around your neck, your body shaking under him.“no,” you’d whisper, but your hips said something else.“you like sneaking around to get this dick?”

didn’t answer. you just came again.

after, he’d sit back, watch you catch your breath, all flushed and trembling and used.

he’d wipe your lip with his thumb and say,

“yeah. that’s what i thought.”

#new writer boost #new writers on tumblr #aot x black reader #armin arlert #armin aot #nerd armin #armin smut #armin x reader #attack on titan armin #armin x black reader #armin x you #armin x y/n #aot x reader #aot fanfiction #aot smut #aot x you #aot x black y/n

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prettiest-bloopsy · 2 months ago

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“𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓎 ︀&̶ 𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝒜𝒻𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓎“

Pairings: Nerd Armin x black reader

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(Not my art, credit to the artists)

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(Content Warning: NSFW, Drinking and Smoking, smoking in a moving car, Reader is crossfaded, Armin is a virgin. Armin is a bit possessive, especially when he's drunk.)

Summary: Armin’s been crushing, but he’s never known how to approach you about it. a college party, some jealousy, and some liquid courage help him with that problem. Armin is a munch, he just can't get enough. The reader has a spine tat, and she has a few arm tats.

Word count: 5k+

Note: Lemme say I have never been drunk fr, so if my information on the topic is off, don't say anything, blame Google LMAO💀😔.

Part 2 here

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It was 1 pm on a Friday, and you were in your last class of the day, which happened to be with Connie and Sasha, who were trying to convince you to go to a party. They didn’t even know who was hosting said party; all they knew was that all of you guys' other friends were going to be there, and they wanted you to be there too.

The pair whined to you about how it had been a while since they had seen you at a party, claiming they “Miss seeing their Star of the party“ and “Come on we know you need to get out your dorm” as much as the two loved to exaggerate things this time they hadn’t. It had been a while since you had been to any party, and they all liked to say you were their proclaimed star, the only reason being that they never thought you'd be the type to outdrink or outsmoke a little more than half of them.

You were too chatty for your own good at parties, intoxicated or not, and as too yourself, you were during classes; people were often shocked when they recognized you at parties. Not like you weren't at least a little known, seeing as you're friends with some pretty outgoing and loud people, but to an outside eye looking in, you were the calm of the mix, so seeing you as a whole different person at these parties was something kind of mind-boggling.

You laugh lightly, agreeing to go to the party. “Fineee, text me the time of this party and I'll be there, just let Jean know I need a ride there. I’m going to text him about it, but I know y'all will find him before he sees my text.” Scribbling down the rest of the notes from the board as the professor tells the class, the deadline for the projects is next Monday, before the bell rings dismissing you from your class.

You sigh in partial relief, knowing you have to go and study some more to finish this project, but glad you're not in classes for the rest of the day. Putting your laptop and binder back in your bag, you walk out room and make a beeline for the campus library. Getting there, you pick up some books on the topic of your project and find your usual quiet corner, take out your notebook, and finally set up your laptop.

As you take your seat you notice a fuckass blonde bob from across the room, rectangular glasses being pressed back onto his nose as you eye him trying to figure out where you know him from, his posture and build familiar and you don’t know of many dudes with blonde hair, then it clicks.

Armin… Eren had told you about the blonde guy, and you had talked a few times before but you had never had any real conversation with him, only small words to each other during group conversations between him, you, Eren, and Mikasa, but it was never anything more than that.

Armin was walking through an aisle of books when he made direct eye contact with you, your fault, you had been staring at him, but now he’s seen you. Smiling warmly, you avert your gaze and place it back on the book you're supposed to be taking notes on. You can feel his gaze burning holes into your forehead, but you ignore it. Until you look up and see he found himself a seat two tables right in front of you, it doesn't help that he's facing you. Eyeing him a little suspiciously, you get caught up in your thoughts on him. You already found him pretty attractive but now that you've gotten a good look at him without him looking at the floor every couple of minutes.

He’s definitely your type, Your curiosity was piqued more than it had been before; he was already your type, prior to looks, he was smart, a gentleman, quiet, and looked like he got nervous around pretty women, however, him staring you down this way was saying otherwise to your last thought. Bringing you out of your cloud of thoughts, your phone buzzes next to you, several texts being sent from the group chat you have with Jean, Sasha, and Connie. Jean had sent the time he was picking everyone up, and Connie had sent the party info, which read that the party was to start at 8, but technically speaking, it would officially start around 9:30.

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Jean was picking the three of you up around 8:30. Connie sent another text.

Connie: Sum body bring a joint or 3

Me: You know I’m already bringing 1 for the pregame Conny boy but you better bring sum too cause I can't be the only one providing for the sesh every time.

Connie: Why nottt🥲 but nah I gotcha

Sasha: Yessss she's back in her party mode

Me: Jean, if you stop at the liquor store, I’ll pay you in alc LMFAO even though you're our designated driver you can have it for later

Jean: Suree😒

Turning your phone back off, you get back to your studying, smiling to yourself.

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You had finished up your studying for the day and packed up your backpack to leave, but as you're about to leave the library, you bump into Armin. “Oh, sorry, that was my fault” He takes a deep breath in as he speaks, inhaling the scent of your perfume that seemed to disperse off of you, “Its fine Armin, I should be the one saying sorry I was not paying attention at all” you laughed as you spoke taking the time to start a little bit of conversation seeing as he was staring at you and you have mutual friends.

The way his name rolls off your tongue sends shivers down his spine, not to mention your laugh; he knew he was done for when it came to liking you. You were far out of his league, gorgeous, always dressed nice and smelled delicious, you were smart, and people didn’t have anything negative to say about you because they never got the chance too, he didn't understand how someone could be so mesmerizing, he also couldn’t understand how someone like yourself was single, though thankful that you were for his sanity.

“I.. um, yeah, it's okay though really, I should have been paying attention at the very least.” Nervous, scratching the back of his neck as he now avoids all eye contact. Armin was racking his brain for something to say but he couldn’t keep his mind off the way you looked at him, and the way you smelled, it was intoxicating, clouding his brian, which was something kind of rare for his usual levelheadedness, for a split second he maintains eye contact, examining your facial features.

Racking his brain again, he thinks of something... Anything he could say to keep the conversation going, time feels like it's moving in slow motion, and he feels himself getting hot as he begins to speak before he can process what he was about to say. “Hey, so, before you go, Eren wanted me to ask if you were going to that party later tonight.” he mentally face palms at the mention of Eren knowing he himself wanted to know.

He’s looking at your face admiringly, your brown eyes and plump lips adorned in a lip combo he can’t think to describe as anything but delicious, the color you chose for today fitting the vibe of your purple and dark green outfit.

Armin watches as you part your lips to speak, the stickiness of your lip gloss being caught by his sharp eyes. “Mm, yeah, actually, Sasha and Connie spent forever trying to convince me, so I said, why not?” Shrugging your shoulders, you continue, “That’s actually the reason I wasn't paying attention before I bumped into you, cause I was texting those two about it.”

“Oh, ok I’ll let Eren know that then, have a good day” “Mhm… Have a good day Armin” He would combust if he could, your voice was already something but his name on your tongue just felt soo… right and his thoughts were soo ashamedly dirty for this to be a library, for goodness sake, to be standing in front of you thinking the way he had been was shameful.

The effect you had on him should be the next thing he studied because he simply couldn't understand how you take up so much of his thoughts without it being some sort of spell you cast on him.

Armin watched as you walked off, cursing himself once more for saying that Eren was the one who wanted to know if you were going to the party. Slinging his bag back over his shoulders properly, he goes and checks out a book before leaving.

Making his way for his dorm building, he can feel his face getting hot again recalling the interaction between the two of you, his heart skips a beat as his thoughts become filthy again and he shakes his head as if to clear them away, opting for some music to listen to on his walk back to the dorm.

As he connects his headphones and shuffles his playlist, the song

The Party and The After Party by The Weeknd plays, and the lyrics stick out more than they ever have any other time he’s heard the song, thinking to himself how funny life can be as he keeps the song on.

As he continues his walk he considers going to the party knowing Eren would pester him about it anyways he might just agree to go this time, turning a corner he reaches the dorm building parking lot and he’s practically jogging to the dorm now, as he enters the building he’s skipping steps till he reaches the right floor and pulls out his keys opening the door and being met with Eren, Jean and Connie who turn their heads to look at Armin who was out of breath at the door.

“Yooo, Armin, where were you at? Classes ended like 5 hours ago.” Connie practically yells from across the small living room area of the dorm, to which Armin just shrugs. “His ass was probably at the library” Eren says firmly slapping Armin on his back and pushing him into the room and closing the door behind him, immediately Armin knew what Eren was up too before he even spoke.

“Armin, you should come to the party tonight, everyone is gonna be there.”

“Yeah, Armin, you should come… live a little. Plus, we know you're caught up with all your class work because we checked ourselves a minute ago,” Connie exclaims matter-of-factly. “Fine, I’ll go,” he replies with a little too much optimism. “Oh, didn't take much convincing at all, seems like you want to go to this party,” Jean points out.

“Nah, I just don't have a good excuse.” He was nervous once again scratching at the hair on the nape of his neck, not wanting to be read like an open book. “Mhm, sure… Armin,” Eren whispers to him as Armin takes off his backpack and tosses it onto the floor next to his bed. “Yooo, the party starts at 8, I can't give anyone else any rides, I've already got three other people besides Connie that I'm giving rides so y'all gotta figure out Uber's,” Jean yells as Connie sits at the table rolling up a joint while Armin gets ready to shower, seeing as the clock read 6:15.

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You had been back at your dorm for a few hours now, plotting with Mikasa and Sasha on what outfit you should wear, and you needed to reinstall your wig, a blonde and black ombre 20” body wave. “Y'all, should I wear something backless to show off my tattoos? I'm thinking something like super low on my back.” “Yesss, you should the hoes would eat that up and you know they would” Sasha laughs.

Rummaging through your clothes, you find all the backless shirts and dresses you can find. You go through all of them, trying them on and giving the girls a show of each outfit before you finally decide on one.

You decided on a pink leopard print halter top that ties in the back, paired with a almost too short fur trim jean skirt, and some black lace strap platform heels, you put your outfit on the bed and get to installing your wig while Sasha looks for her outfit and Mikasa as always was waiting for you two to finish getting ready.

The time rolled around 8 pm, and you were helping Sasha with her finishing touches on her makeup and helping her pick some last-minute accessories. “Are y'all ready? Jean said he's gonna be here in ten!” Mikasa yells from the living room, “Yeaa just gotta spray my perfume and put my stuff in my purse,” putting your money, ID, joint, lighter, and a small pack of wet wipes in your small pink purse.

“Kay, I’m ready.” You're spraying your perfume as you speak, zipping up your purse before walking out of the room. “Sashaa, ya ready?” “Yaaa comin” Sasha comes out the dorm with a donut in her hand. “Girl, you don’t go noo where without a snack.” You laugh as the three of you head downstairs as Jean calls your phone. “Hey, I’m outside.” “I know, we're on the way out right now.”

Right as you hang up the three of you walk outside, and Connie immediately gets out of the passenger seat to open the doors for y'all. “Ladies first,” He smirks playfully as he gestures for you and Sasha to get in the back seat, Mikasa sitting in the front since she doesn't want to be too involved in the smoking taking place in the back seat.

You get in the car first, and Sasha follows suit, sitting in the middle, and Connie on the outside. “Look what I gott!” You laugh as you take out the pink joint you had rolled earlier in the day and your lighter. “Yessss, bro, I could kiss you right now,” Connie beams as Jean pulls off and you light the joint, taking the first hit.

The car ride was fairly short after the stop at the liquor store, and you, Connie, and Sasha were all fried. Jean parks and Connie once again does his gentlemanly act of opening the doors and helping the three of you out of the car. The music was loud, and people were walking in and out of this massive house.

Walking in, you look around, kind of shocked but glad Connie and Sasha convinced you to come. The music was blasting on surround sound speakers as you walked through the crowd of people with Sasha and Connie, while Jean and Mikasa went wherever.

You, Sasha, and Connie individually had your biggie buzz ball. You had bought everyone one cause they gave you money for them when you were at the liquor store, so you brought 1 inside the party, and Connie brought his inside. The two drinks were intended to be shared with your group of friends.

Connie was texting on his phone as Sasha held onto his arm and yours while you lead the way each of you with your drinks in hand “Eren said theyve been here for a minute and all of them are near the back of the house waiting for us” “Ouuh ok lets go find them then I wanna show them that the queen is here” you laugh and start leading the way towards the back of the house arms linked as they follow behind you like a train.

You see Eren and make a beeline for where he’s standing, nearly dragging Sasha and Connie behind you, but as you reach Eren, you see a head of blonde hair, and your once low eyes widen ever so slightly, Armin. Before you can say anything to Eren or Armin, Sasha has you by your arm trying to pull you towards to dance with her, “Sasha, if you wanna go dance, we should drink our drinks first so they don’t get stolen or something”

As you speak, you open the big buzzball and hand it to Sasha, who gladly pours some in your mouth for you, your hand on her shoulder to squeeze when you need her to stop pouring. She poured a little over a shot into your mouth before you stopped her to swallow.

Throwing your head back again, you have her pour another shot into your mouth before you do the same for her. “Anyone else want a shot while I’m still here pouring them?” Connie is the first to be in front of you for some, kneeling down a bit so you can reach properly. You pour some in his mouth, his hand squeezes your shoulder after more than half a shot is poured into his mouth.

Eren was next, letting you pour the drink in his mouth, he stared you in the eyes while he swallowed, squeezing your shoulder, his touch lingering a second too long for Armin's comfort.

Without a second thought, Armin is standing up, standing in front of you at that, and the first thing he notices is that your heels make you taller than him, as he practically eye fucks you, but before he can think too much on it, he’s opening his mouth, and hesitantly putting his hand on your shoulder.

Between him trying to impress the group and being nervous about the proximity and he kept letting you pour, swallowing down the liquid despite the burn it gave you and the rest of the group were just as shocked as Armin was that he was drinking like this, seemingly his first time drinking and he was still going.

Pulling the bottle away from his mouth, you down some more of it yourself before handing the bottle off to Eren. “Not like you or Connie are necessarily trustworthy with alcohol, but I've got to leave it with someone while Sasha and I go dancing.” Eyeing Armin up and down before you go off with Sasha, who was happy to finally be dancing.

Armin watches as you walk away he can see the tattoos on your arms not to mention your back, it was breath taking and he didnt know if the alcohol had already gotten to him or if he was just hot from how close you were to him, dressed up so stunningly and smelling so good despite the scent of weed on you.

Armin slumped down in his seat and face-palmed as Connie and Eren looked at him appalled, “Sooo what was that about blondey?” Connie questions, an eyebrow raised, Eren wondering the same as they practically corner the blonde, who is still slumped in his seat with his hands covering his flushed face.

“Nothing ju-just don't worry about it, I just wanted to try something new.” “More like get into something new,” Connie yelled with a cackle, nudging Armin as he sat down next to him, Armin giving him the meanest stank eye for saying that, but the red of his face gave him away.

“You want her, don’t you, Armin? I can tell,” Eren says, eyeing Armin. As Eren talks, Jean shows up with Mikasa, who immediately leaves to go with you and Sasha on the dance floor, leaving all the dudes to antagonize Armin about you.

“Who does Armin like?” Jean asks. “Seemingly, he likes (name), you should have seen the way he was acting in front of her, he drank nearly 2 shots of a buzzball, I guess? Trying to impress her?. “Quit it, it's not like that, I told you I just wanted to try something new, and drinking just happened to be the next thing to try.” Armin had his hands over his face as he talked, his face very evidently red. “What's next to try then, hm, (Name) over there?” Connie laughs almost hysterically.

Armin wanted to dig a hole and lie in it, but before anything, he looked over at you on the dance floor. The song playing was The Party and The After Party and it was killing him, seeing you slow dance on Sasha to the song, you were grinding on her and as you and her sang the lyrics to each other, clearly in yalls own world, and he couldn't help but imagine himself in her shoes as you sing the song.

He watches you sing from his seat and puts his hands back over his face. “OOOOH look at that, he definitely likes her, look at how he’s looking at her.” Connie was overly hyped about it, and Jean and Eren had been wondering how they hadn't noticed this before now. “You have to tell her!” Connie was yelling again as he pointed at you.

“I can’t, she’s way out of my league, and you know that, I mean, look at her and look at me, don't get my hopes up,” Armin says, he was disheveled, sulking, but as Armin talks, Jean’s eyes shift to Reiner who has pulled you aside in an attempt to flirt with you, and you, going along with it, as crossfaded as you were, you were able to tell that Reiner was not your type, seemingly the sterotypical jock kind of guy and you were not into that but you played along with it for the fun of it.

You had zoned out while he had been talking. “-Yea, I'm the party host if you didn’t know.” “Oh, really, so this is your house? It's nice. Um, what did you say your name was? I couldn't hear over the music.”

“Name’s Reiner, what’s your name, pretty girl?” “I’m (name), I'm here with some friends.” You smile as you point in the direction of Armin, Sasha, and Connie, who were all back at the spot where they had been sitting. Reiner doesn’t look in their direction, stuck looking at your face.

The way the party lights illuminated your brown skin had him mesmerized, your eyes low, as you stared at him. He couldn't tell if it was the alcohol speaking or the fact that you were just so pretty, but he was kind of nervous, scratching his neck as he spoke.

“Can I get you a drink?” “Oh um not me, but could I get a cold water for my friend? It's his first time drinking, and I think he overdid it.” Armin watched the whole interaction anxiously from his seat. He was hot, not just from the alcohol but from you looking so good, but also because he was jealous. Jealous of Reiner, who was holding your attention, hearing your voice. “Ok, wait here, I'll be back with your water.” Nodding your head, you stand against the wall.

Armin had been unknowingly holding his breath, letting it out when he saw that Reiner was walking away from you. As short a conversation as you and Reiner had. To Armin, it felt like hours that you had been talking to Reiner, and he was feeling the Alcohol coursing through him now, whether he realized it or not.

Getting up from his seat, Armin stalks over to you, almost intimidatingly. Reiner had left to get you that water, and Armin was coming to talk to you.

“Need to talk to you real quick.” His words are urgent and to the point, but before you can process what he said or even answer him, he’s pulling you off somewhere. “Armin? Where are we going? I just had that dude Reiner get you a water.”

Trusting that Armin had good reason to pull you away from the party, you follow him, nearly stumbling. “Armin, what are yo-” You're cut off when Armin’s lips come crashing against yours as if your lips were something he was deprived of, a muffled whine is slipping past your lips, and you can't tell if it's the weed, the alcohol, or Armin that is making your knees go weak, hell it was probably all three.

Armin pulls away for a second to speak, “I need you, I need you so bad, and you, you have no clue.” Before he can say any more, you kiss him again, one hand in his hair, and the other on his shoulder for some sort of stability as you deepen the kiss. Armin didn't know what to do with his hands, but he finally settled them on your hips, thumbing circles into the exposed skin, as he slide his tongue across your lip, making you gasp before pulling away, the two of you breathing heavily. “Y-You have your tongue pierced!?”

Shock and arousal dripping from your voice like sweet honey, it was intoxicating, and it was making Armin hot, making him needy, the alcohol was proving to be very strong in his system, along with the scent of you was not helping with how filthy his mind was at the moment, he was hard, leaking in his boxers. He didn’t process your original question but instead began apologizing.

He was red in the face, as he does, having realized his actions ”I-I’m sorry, I don’t know what took over m-.” “I didn't ask for an apology, Armin. I asked if you had your tongue pierced.” Caught off guard, Armin nods slowly, “Lemme see.” Hesitant but complying, Armin sticks his tongue out to show you the silver ball on his tongue, “Have you… ever, ya’know?” immediately knowing what you meant by that, he shakes his head no. “Yes or No, Armin?” “No, n-never.”

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Note: I was HEAVILY inspired and had to come back to write for Armin again so here’s the 1st part. Part 2 coming soon and will be linked when published. 😌 ❤︎︎

I know it’s been a WHILE but the Francis Mosses fic is practically done I just have to go back over it and edit that will be linked down here when it’s published.

Thanks for reading(¯ ³¯)♡

Feel free to leave feedback its always welcomed(*^‿^*)❤︎︎

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justevelynnnn · 2 years ago

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“Accidentally” sending Nerd!Armin a thirst trap🤭🥴

Notes: Sorry for slow updates but i’ve been busy with work and school is abt to start soon so it’s probably gonna get worse😭

Cw: nsfw, suggestive texting

- After a few weeks of hanging out and calling late at night of course you guys get comfortable with each other!

- School started getting serious as it was getting closer to mid terms so you and Armin stop calling each other so late.

- You kinda missed it ngl

- And so did he😭

- But you guys just stuck to the new routine of saying good night through text, maybe a “how was your day”.

- One day you just wanted to spice things up!

- Your poor smart boy had his nose in textbooks and notecards every day and you could tell he was just so stressed out from studying all day. He had such a strong work ethic he would forget to take breaks and relax his brain💔

- “Why do you study so much?? You could pass these exams with yo eyes closed!” You exclaimed.

- He just calmly responded with, “How do you think i got so smart to begin with?” And then he’d go back to read his books while you playfully rolled your eyes.

- So anyways you just wanted to cheer him up…

- Sooooo you “accidentally” send him a cute little mirror pic.

- The plan was to play it off like it was meant for your friend as you were “trying out” a new one piece you bought and wanted an opinion.

- Omfg i’m so sorry! You’d texted him. That was meant for someone else 😭😭

- Armin heard his phone go off next to him as he was starting his next group of flash cards.

- When he opened his phone to see the message he never felt his face so hot in his LIFE.

- He damn near got one of those anime nosebleeds.

- He never noticed…how fine you were…

- He was so lucky he met you. That was the moment he realized he had to have you. But not yet of course. He decided to play it off…

- Oh, it’s fine!😅 He replied and followed with a, You look nice…

- You smiled big at his response. You just knew he was blushing like crazy at this pic you sent him.

- Thank you, Min min😘❤️

- You’d spend time apologizing for interrupting

- Armin couldn’t stop stareing at your pic all night. He couldn’t think about anything else but you in that one piece. Armin never really felt this way about anyone before. You made him feel like he was going crazy.

- Yeah, he just had to make you his.

Notes: This has been in my drafts for like months 😭👋🏾 idk where to go from here right now tbh but here’s another continuation of my nerd armin series

#nerd armin #aot x black reader #armin x black reader #black reader #armin attack on titan #armin arlet x reader #armin x reader #armin imagines #nerd armin x black reader #armin x black !fem reader #x black fem reader #aot x reader #aot x poc!reader #nerd armin arlert

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wxxpingangxls · 2 months ago

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ur nerdmin works are literally the best, idk i feel like u capture him so well? i’m like a dog licking every crumb u make of him

can u please make one inspired by the fanart where’s he’s at the party and he shows his tongue piercing????? he’s a freak!!!!!!! i would eat this up so good 😋

omg stopp that's such a sweet damn compliment, i love you for it baby!!

ouuuuuuuu boy do i have something for youuuuuuuuuuuuu....

visuals: 1 … 2 … 3 … 4 … 5 … 6 … 7

baby yuh tight!

now after you and armin's little escapades of yk mostly oral, it led you to believe that it was just that. a little dalliance. you helped him and his oral fixation, and he helps you relax. it's the perfect thing to get you through the grueling years of university especially with your course dragging your ass.

it'll start with him watching you scratch your head, huffing and puffing, sighing and exasperating over those stupid essays. and he'd crawl between your legs like a sneaky cat, asking for snacks. and then straight to pleasure palace for both you and him!

yet armin couldn't help but clench his jaw at the sight of you with another man around your arm. it made him, angry? jealous? possessive? he didn't know, all he knew is that he didn't like it.

so you can't blame him when his fists started clenching at the sounds of your giggles and some random bastards voice. amidst the sweaty bodies, with the loud music blaring and lights flashing, he could still hear your sweet voice engaging in conversation with that bastard eren. he didn't like it, not one bit. but what could he do? snatch you away? beat eren up? fat fucking chance. armin had fought eren once and got beat the fuck up so he knew he stood no chance. i mean look at the poor kid. those thin arms. who the hell was he going to fight? his hairdresser? i mean i wouldn't blame him.

either way, he had to come up with something, fast. he liked you. like, like liked you. a lot. before he could think, he found himself walking towards your beautiful figure, watching as that strange man leeched and leered at your full tits.

he watched as eren's eyes moved up and down with every jiggle of your boobs. fuck, that should've been him not eren's fatass. now armin was mad.

"hey, Y/N?" armin's meek voice made you turn around to face him. the flashing lights of blue and purple gave him an eerie almost alien like look.

"omg, eren look! it's my roommate; armin!" you squealed, drunkenly.

"yeah, i've seen him around," eren faced to armin and gave him a nasty stare.

"can i ask you something?" armin asked somewhat reluctantly.

"really? now? can't it wait?" you deadpanned.

"please?" he whined.

you tutted and gave eren an apoligetic look before pulling his arm. "what is it you want? me and eren were...hitting it off," you giggled, twirling your hair.

"yeah, i saw. i just wanted to say you looked great," he slammed the bathroom door as you took your place onto the counter. goosebumps from the cold ceramic rose all across your skin. armin noticed and started rubbing his hands up and down your arms. "what are you doing armin?" you smirked. armin cocked his head as his face moved closer to your own. "what does it look like?" he shoved his tongue down your throat as you pulled that back of his hair. he moaned into your mouth like a whiny baby.

honestly, it was cute. armin was cute; with his whimpers that were high pitched and breathy. his fingers trembled as he held you face in them. see, that's the thing about skinny men. despite being thinner than a victorian child, they sure knew how to hold it down. i mean, armin would be munching on your pussy all night long, yet he'd be able to hold your legs up all the way to your ears and keep them there. he had some sort of hidden freaky strength. almost as if your pussy juice gave him the invisible muscles he needed.

all you could think about as his lips grazed your neck and his hand slipped down your dress to fiddle with your nipples. "armin, please...." you breathed out.

"please what?" he slyly smirked. that was the thing. armin was a munch and it make your coochie go woowoo. if this were any other circumstance, you'd probably shake him up a little, i don't know maybe punch him in the mouth. but right now, armin had that pussy in control. you were talking straight out of her, and there was nothing you could do.

"eat me out, make me cum like you always do," you stared into his ocean eyes with heart eyes in your own. as you stared into armin's eyes, he stared into your drunken ones, while your hands fiddled with the button of his trousers. "please, baby? just for me?" you pouted, staring up at him. how could he say no? getting his face wet with your slick was the best part of his day. it was all he thought about, all he dreamt about, all he wanted to be honest.

he bent you over the counter, before scrunching up your dress. "no panties? what a nasty girl," he snickered.

"watch yourself armin, or say goodbye to this pussy," you wiggled your ass as he watched your cunt drip slick all over the place.

armin was a messy eater. as if your pussy wasn't messy enough on it's own. he knew it was a matter of time before your slick would flood the room, and there was only one thing he knew he had to do.

eat you out to completion.

and eat is what he did. his hands stayed spreading your cheeks apart, slapping and jiggling the muscle. he stayed moaning into your sweet hole, tongue piercing flicking against your perked up clit. he groaned into your cunt as you moaned out loud. you had no reason to muffle your moans because of the loud music blaring. his face dug impossibly deeper into your tight hole, with his nose poked at your puckering hole. if its one thing armin knew, it was that playing with your winking hole made you gush.

you squealed out loud while his tongue kept flicking at your clit and he thumbed on your asshole. "armin! tha's nasty," you hummed out as his thumb popped into your tight hole. "that's how you like it, no?" he pulled away and slapped your ass. he sucked on your lips before tonguing your pussy down, stretching it open. as his tongue entered inside, you could feel the ball of the piercing inside your clenching walls all while his thumb stayed in your butt.

you clenched impossibly tight around his tongue, sobbing out loud. it was too much, but nothing you couldn't handle. it was nothing you haven't handled before. "armin!" you squealed loudly. you moaned out loud making him groan even louder. his hands squeezed your cheeks. "fuck, m'cummin! s'too quick!" you whined, wiggling your butt away from his grasp. at least, trying to. his grip tightened hard, giving you no choice but to take his munching. bit by bit.

you didn't know if it was the alcohol in your system, or the blunt you smoked earlier, but you could feel every part of his slick, sharp tongue dragging itself all over your wet pussy. sounds of slurping wetness resounded so loudly, you could swear it would drown out the music. your mouth started watering, with every inch you got closer to your orgasm. "shake it," he moaned out.

"what?" you sounded genuinely confused.

"you heard me. shake your ass," and so you did, without thinking. if only you could see how armin smiled like a fool behind you, huge hearts replacing his pupils. at this point, he was more than desperate to taste the sweetness of your cum on his tongue. he shoved two fingers into your clenching hole before immediately working them in. his lips wrapped around your clit while his two fingers played with your pussy. at this point, you could barely concentrate and hold yourself up while he grinned at your vulnerable state. you started clawing for something to hold, trying hard to run away from his assault on your cunt.

and then his fingers found it. he knew, because then you started screaming and your leg was twitching. like, actual screaming. like, blood curdling screams. all he felt was your cunt clench incredibly hard around his two fingers before you gushed all over him, soaking his face. "oh armin!" you yelled, tearing up. the substances flowing in your system heightened your senses, making you even more sensitive and armin was eating it all up. literally.

"fuck baby, you're so good to me," you whined out loud, as he moved away from your cunt. "armin i want you to fuck me," you ordered, turning around to face him. armin stood up now, his face messy with your slick, blushing hard. you wrapped your legs around him, staring expectantly. "well? don't tell me you're scared?" you teased knowing that your pussy was throbbing from overstimulation.

you cooed, while your fingers toyed with armin's button, pulling down the trousers. "now you're being shy? seriously?" armin patterned up, replacing your hands with his own as he pulled down his boxers. his cock strung up.

it stood, tall and proud, the tip leaking profusely. it was a bright strawberry pink. his cock was long and skinny, and looked like it could reach deep inside of you. it curved upwards as if it were showing off. your cunt clenched around empty air and your mouth watered. you wanted to be stuffed by him. he stood, hand rubbing his neck as he shyly chuckled. you adjusted yourself onto the counter, lifting your legs up so that you were completely spread open for armin to see. your slick cunt dripped all over the surface as your clit visibly throbbed. you took your left hand, spreading your lips apart, the nasty sound of drenched pussy lips making armin sigh out.

he watched as your hole practically invited him in, and started to get impatient. "what are you waiting for, pretty boy?" your breathed. armin hooked your legs and pushed them up to your ears. you could feel his cock rubbing up against your cunt as you bucked your hips. "come on, please..." you whined, while he grabbed his cock and lined it up with your hole.

he winced as he felt you clench around his throbbing tip, he could damn near feel the tears in his eyes. despite his ability to munch on your cunt until you fell asleep, actual penetration was completely different. at least when he was eating you out, it was easy to muffle his moans when he was face deep in your cunt, but now? there was no hiding his whines.

he pushed his cock through the rings of your gummy walls, reaching deep. the stretch was delicious, and you swear you could've cum all over his long cock. "armin, fuck," you moaned out, hands placed onto his chest. he finally bottomed out, his pulsing cock throbbing inside of your pulsating hole. you clenched and couldn't stop while he tried to push in deeper. he whimpered out loud before looking down at where the two of you were connected.

"fuck, Y/N? you feel so good around me," he sobbed. he couldn't move. he knew if he moved, he would've came inside of you and made a fool of himself. "gimme a minute," he grunted, his fingers wrapped around your legs that kept you in place. like i said, he had that weird strength.

he instantly came closer to your body, basically crushing you, so that you could feel him deeper. his bob swayed in your face, as he practically humped you. armin finally found the courage to start moving inside, his cock bumping your cervix.

he whined as your hands started pulling his hair, making him tear up. "fuck, armin..." his thrusts becoming more desperate and intimate, causing your legs to shake. the tighter you clenched, the more erratic his thrusts became. honestly, he was like a dog in heat, desperate.

armin was smart, like really smart. this time, he thrusts again, but more slow and deliberate. you stopped your sighing and small moans, head thrown back. he grinded his cock head into your sloppy cunt. you closed your eyes bracing yourself for whatever fuckary he had up his ass. your back arched, face scrunched and your eyes teared up. "what are you doing?" you asked.

armin shushed you with what little strength he had. the fringe of his bob stuck to his head. you had to give it to him, as wacky as his haircut was, he had such beautiful thick hair. his face scrunched up in concentration, trying his hardest to find that spot. your g-spot.

armin had watched enough porn to know what squirting was. sure, he could eat you out until you sobbed all night, or fingered your pussy until your squeal and scream, but he wanted to dick you down until you couldn't stop squirting. and he was gonna do it, if it was the last thing he would do. to be completely drenched in your nasty juices that he'd happily drown in.

one more calculated thrust from the nerd, and that's where he found it. he knew because he made that grunt you do when he's made you feel especially good. armin practically started glowing as he realised that he's actually found your g-spot. he knew that this was the perfect trick to make you squirt everywhere. "armin, move!" you screamed, tearfully, a ring of thick cream leaking on his base. a sensation - unfamiliar - built up inside of you as he kept hitting that same spot over and over. you tried hard to move him away, the pleasure becoming more and more overwhelming for you ( and himself ), pushing on his stomach with no avail.

"armin, pull out, please! just a bit, it's too deep," you groaned out tears streaming down your face. "oh fuck!" you whined. you babbled senselessly, "let it out, please, i wanna hear you," he whimpered out. and then he saw it. your clit, practically gleaming at him. one of his hands started playing at your clit as you struggled to breathe. you couldn't even moan out his name as you tried so hard to wriggle out of his grasps. your hands flew at his face in attempt to push him away, doing everything you could.

"armin, you have to move, m'gonna pee!" he smirked, completely ignoring your plea's if it meant you'd squirt all over him. "my-" a guttural moan left your throat. you pushed at his abdomen, once more as you gushed all over him, his cock suddenly leaking everywhere. hot cum spurted out of the tip of his cock, while streams of squirt splashed all over him. you squirmed, trying to get out of his harsh grip. while you had quietened down, armin's moaned hadn't, in fact this is the loudest you've heard him.

he practically sobbed, as you watched him hump the air. by now, his hand had left your clit and you had the bright idea to overstimulate him. you know, give him a taste of his own medicine. you slapped his hand away and started rubbing at the tip of his cock vigorously. "Y/N! wait...!" he whined out loud, his hand shaking as he full on sobbed shamelessly. you egged him on as you tried gaining back your composure after the world shattering orgasm he just gave you.

his hips bucked into your hand, almost pathetically, his glasses fogging up as he came again all over your hand this time. "fuck Y/N, you're killing me!" you could barely keep it together, watching him pathetically fall apart in your hands like putty, as if you weren't doing the same earlier.

armin leaned against the counter top while you both worked on catching your breaths.

"you shouldn't trust eren. he's not a good man," he said, in between breaths. "yeah, he doesn't make me cum as hard as you do," you giggled. yet armin didn't laugh. you slapped his shoulder: "i was kidding,"

"i'm not. i...i don't like seeing you with other guys you know," he whispered, somewhat ashamed.

"yeah, sure ok," you agreed.

"why don't we go back and you can sit on my face," he suggested as you pulled your dress down and tried stabilising yourself again while armin pulled up his trousers. "where did you learn about squirting by the way...?" you enquired.

"porn," he chuckled adjusting his glasses, as the two of you left the bathroom. you cussed him out for being such a loser while he whined some bullshit in your ear about how mean you were and that men had needs, blah blah blah.

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zraiusxo · 2 months ago

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omg your armin college au was so good! i would love to see a part 2!

♡ part 1. warnings: 18+ content, smut mdni, oral sex (f. receiving), soft dom armin, connie cockblocking, ends before orgasm. reader discretion is advised. nsfw under the cut. not proofread. credits to @ маша мышка on tiktok as inspiration for this fanfic.

Armin Arlert College AU ♡

The door shut with a loud slam, and the loud music and people's chatters outside became a distant, thumping heartbeat. The bright of hallway light leaked through the door frame, not enough to see clearly— but enough to feel everything.

His breath hitched as he took a small step backward, bumping into a stack of shoes on the floor. You heard him mutter something under his breath. He was flustered.

You didn’t move.

He stayed pressed near the opposite wall, as far from you as the closet allowed— shoulders stiff, posture closed off, as if even the sound of your breathing might shatter his balance. His hands were shoved into the front pocket of his jeans, fists clenched.

He wasn’t looking at you. Mmm, yeah not really.

And then there was the way his blue eyes flickered to you and away again like you were a fluorescent light that burned too bright. That was cute. His little glances. And the way his cheeks flushed bright red.

But you didn’t say anything at first. Just leaned back against the wall, letting the quiet stretch long enough for him to get uncomfortable in it.

Eventually, he cracked.

“I, um... I didn’t think it would land on me,” he said, adjusting his glasses. “The bottle. I mean.”

You raised a brow. “Is that a bad thing?”

He let out a dry, awkward laugh before frantically shaking his head. “No— no. Not that. I just... I wasn’t really expecting—”

“Me?”

He hesitated before nodding. “...yeah.”

You let a small smile grace your lips. “That’s fair. I wasn’t expecting you, either.”

He looked at you fully this time. There was a split-second delay, then a thoughtful sort of look settled over his face.

“You’re different,” he muttered, “From everyone here.”

Your gaze softened upon meeting his solemn blue eyes before tilting your head to the side. “Different how?”

He was silent for a few seconds, but he answered thoughtfully. “You carry yourself like you don’t owe anyone your time.”

Your eyes widened a little, eyelashes fluttering as you blinked, surprised at how accurate that was.

Armin stammered, the warmth creeping up the tips of his ears. “And I don’t mean that in a bad way!" he stuttered, "I just— when you confidently walked in at the start of the semester, when people started giving attention to the new pretty girl who transferred out from her east coast academy to this public university, I thought... yeah, she's too good for this, she’s not gonna give a shit about any of it. The parties. The chaos.”

You listened before shrugging without giving much though. “Well, it’s not that I don’t give a shit. It’s just... different. From what I'm used to, I mean.”

He nodded like he understood. And he probably did. There was something in his perceptive gaze that made you feel like he watched more than he ever said.

“I’ve been to a lot of parties,” you said. “But they were the kind with champagne and waitstaff. Dress codes. People name-dropping hedge funds instead of screaming lyrics and jumping on furniture.”

Armin cracked a dorky little smile at that. “So this is culture shock.”

“A bit.”

You both laughed quietly, more comfortable with each other now.

Then he let out a shaky exhale, like he was trying to say something without saying it.

“I don’t really fit in here either,” he mumbled with a quiet voice, biting the inside of his cheek. “Not really.” “You seem to be doing fine.” You reassured.

“Only because I have Eren.” he muttered. “He drags me to these things. I think he likes the idea of making me more... socially competent.”

You smirked. “Has it worked?”

Armin looked at you for a second, eyes trailing the delicate curve of your lips before flicking back up to your eyes. That didn't go unnoticed.

“No,” he admitted honestly. “Not even a little.”

That pulled out a hearty laugh from you, rosy cheeks lifting as you allowed yourself to smile genuinely.

He was still stiff though. Still holding back. You could feel it in the air, the way he kept shifting like he didn’t know what to do with the tension winding between you both.

So you said it plainly.

“You’re nervous.”

Armin swallowed, nodding his head yes. “Yeah. I am.”

You stepped a little closer.

“Why?”

His voice dropped just barely. “Because you’re... kind of a dream girl.”

You blinked.

He rushed to explain, waving his hands around. “Not in, like, a cliché way. I just mean— God, this sounds stupid— I mean, you’re smart, kind and beautiful. You’re always so calm. Always so prim and proper and elegant." He rambled on. "You don’t try to get people’s attention. Because you already have it. Without doing anything. That kind of thing just... doesn’t happen in real life, you know?”

Your lips parted slightly. It caught you off guard, the honesty in it. The transparency. It wasn’t just some throwaway party line— he meant it.

“You could’ve had anyone,” he added, voice quieter now as he tried to claim his racing heart. “...and I still don’t get how I’m the one standing here. With a girl like you.”

There was a pause.

Then you took one step closer— not much, just enough for him to hear the softness in your voice without it getting swallowed by the coats around you.

“I’m standing here because I want to.”

Armin blinked.

You let it sink in, let him feel the truth in it.

“And you don’t need to say the right thing,” you added, “Or act a certain way. Just be you. That’s enough.” A small little grin crept up your lips, placing a hand on his tense shoulder.

For a long second, he just stared at you with cheeks flushed with a bright red. Chest rising, lips slightly parted, eyes dark and overwhelmed.

Then—

“…Fuck it."

And then Armin Arlert— awkward, sweet, nervous Armin— reached for you. And then he kissed you. It was clumsy for half a second— teeth knocking a little. You moaned softly into his mouth as your back hit the wall, and his hands flew to your waist. You could feel how warm his palms were, trembling a little even as he held you.

His tongue licked into your mouth, hesitant at first, then deeper— and the second you felt the cool metal of his tongue piercing slide against yours, your knees buckled.

You whimpered before you could stop it from escaping your lips, slick with his and your saliva mixed.

He pulled back just enough to whisper, warm breath ghosting against your skin. “You like that?”

His voice had dipped lower. Still a little shy, but there was something else there now.

You nodded, dazed. “Yes.”

Then, silently, he dropped to his knees.

Your breath hitched. “Armin...”

“I want to,” he said, almost under his breath. “Please let me.”

His fingers were warm as they slid under your skirt, pushing it up to your waist gently— like he was unwrapping something sacred.

He was quiet the whole time.

Not because he didn’t want to say anything, but because he couldn’t.

Because it was his mouth that was too busy worshiping your body.

He kissed your thigh first. Then closer. Then right over your panties—just soft, tentative touches at first, like he was easing himself into it. You were already soaked, and when he noticed that, he exhaled slowly, like he couldn't believe it.

You braced yourself against the wall, breathing shallow.

He didn’t say anything filthy. He didn’t need to. His reverence was loud enough.

His fingers reached your panties. He paused, looking up at you with half-lidded blue eyes in between your thighs.

“Can I take these off?” he asked.

Your breath hitched before reaching down to tangle your fingers in his hair, and you nodded. "Please."

Armin bit his lower lip, fingers hooking around the band of the lace and slid it down slowly down your legs, holding it in his hand for a moment before shoving it the back pocket of his jeans. At first, it was experimental. His tongue stroked carefully, as if reading your body’s language— where your thighs trembled, where your breath hitched. When you moaned quietly, his hands tightened around your thighs.

He didn’t talk much. Barely muttered a thing. But every now and then, he made these soft, appreciative noises. A groan when your hips bucked. A sigh when you gasped his name.

The barbell of his tongue piercing caught your clit just right, a contrast of cold metal and soft warmth. That feeling. It had you bucking your hips into his face, body twitching and moaning his name. "Ar.. hng- minnnh..."

His tongue moved in slow circles, the coolness of the metal brushing your clit over and over, dragging filthy little sounds from you that you couldn’t keep in. You tried to stay quiet— but the way he flicked and sucked and moaned against your cunt… It was obscene. You tugged at his hair— gently at first, then harder when he licked harder, deeper, right against where you needed it most. Your moans were choked and desperate. Tears started to well up at the corner of your eyes. "Hngh.. ah! Please, p-please.." You didn't even know what the hell you were begging for.

And when he slid one hand up your stomach under your skirt, just enough to press gently to your lower belly and hold you still, it made your knees go weak. It made you see stars. It was so good. More than you expected. Better than you’d imagined from someone who couldn’t even make eye contact five minutes ago. Your thighs started to close around his head, and he didn't even try to hold them open. He never rushed. Just kept eating your pussy without a word. Your little, needy moans were music to his ears, it gave him assurance that he was doing you right.

And when he glanced up through his foggy thick rimmed glasses, pupils blown, lips slick with your juices— God.

You were going to come. Eyes rolling to the back of your head, grinding your hips into his face, back arching off the wall. "Arminnn.. o- ohhh— fuck!" You were right there—

BANG BANG BANG.

“SEVEN MINUTES IS UP YO!” Connie shouted, still banging on the door with an evil cackle. “If y'two weren’t sinning, then I don't know what the hell y'all were in there for seven whole damn minutes for!”

You whined.

Armin groaned against your pussy before pulling his head back, resting his forehead against your thigh. “Fuck me.”

You were breathing heavily— frustrated, overstimulated, aching and mourning your stolen orgasm.

He looked up at you.

His lips were slick. His chin was wet. His face was flushed, bangs sticking to his sweaty forehead, blue eyes wide with something much darker than the usual innocence.

You tried to regain your balance, reaching down to pull your skirt down, but Armin was already gently pulling it down and straightening your dress, eyes low, brows furrowed like he was pissed about being interrupted. But still sweet. Still Armin.

Armin stood up, adjusting his hoodie, fixing your hair for you like you hadn’t just nearly come all over his face. He pulled you close, kissed you slow like an apology. And you could taste yourself in his lips.

“You okay, Y/N?” he murmured apologetically.

You nodded with a gentle smile, wiping your juices off his lips and chin. “Yes, thank you, Armin.”

Then he nodded with a small grin and pulled away, already unlocking the door with a terrified expression on his face, as if dreading all the teasing and questions once you both came back out.

He was shy again. Nervous. Sweet.

But under it, something dangerous was flickering to life.

♡ a/n: umm chile... i just realized that armin still has reader's panties in the back pocket of his jeans. oopsies! should i use that as an excuse to make another part and they can continue where they left off here? hehe.

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kryptznnn · 2 months ago

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➸ INTERESTS; - college nerd!armin x f!reader

➸ BACKGROUND; - short drabble of nerd!armin in university at a college party with his friends and others on a sunday.

➸ WARNINGS; - wc. 1k roughly, kissing, make-out mentions, grinding, dancing, teasing, arousal mentions, sexual attraction, romantic attraction, college party, tongue piercing , alcohol/drinking mentions, etc.

➸a.i; - 🌸my main navigation uh i got bored and nerd amin has been on my mind all day okay bye!! im still taking reqs atm and also idk if i should make a part 2...

recc song:

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Maybe he was ill

No way that was the case, his health is in great shape, if not perfect. It's not like he hadn't been in a situation like this before, but everything felt different, or at least you made it seem that way.

Armin was never really new to anything; he'd never been a slow learner either. He caught onto a lot of things quickly, mainly in classes, or change in attitudes from his friends, even the difference in energy from his parents on some occasions. He had a thing for 'reading' people, and it seemed that his little trick had saved the itch in his body that's been there for nearly an hour.

Maybe it was the growth spurt he had gotten, or his piercing, but he was getting a lot of compliments and attention tonight, especially from you. The way you were dancing on him told him everything he needed to know, and how you dragged his lazy hands onto your hips drove him mad. He was sure even over the blaring and bumping music you could feel his heartbeat racing against your backside, but it didn't seem to bother him.

The tighter the small tent in his pants seemed to push out the harder it was for him to concentrate on anything else. As loud as the music was it seemed almost too quiet to drown out his thoughts. The way your perfume seemed to have a hand wrapped around his throat and how your eyes had that lingering look practically giving him permission to do what he's dreamed of before.

He's never been this eager for anything in his life, he thought. Not to receive a grade for any test or group project, not his diploma after graduation, not even waiting for his degree now. Or a confirmed group hangout at the end of the week after such shit lectures, all of that drained out of his mind while you leaned back into him, tilting your head back slightly to send him a cheeky smile.

He was quick to stop your lower body from grinding against him again, fear completely jumping at him. You still protested against him, the two of you making your way to the wall closest to the speakers on the side in the dark corner, watching others dance and drink as well. This was it, his life is over after this, he thought.

You were going to see his boner and declare him a creep, report him, get the party shut down and he would be sleeping in a cell tonight. His friends would think he's insane and distance themselves from him, maybe the only visitors he'd have would be his parents, if they wouldn't just disown him right after that.

He swallowed harshly, completely turning his attention away from you, letting go of the belt holes on your short jeans that rested at your waist as your backside sunk into him. He shut his eyes and bit his bottom lip, trying to think of anything to stop the tightness in his jeans.

For some reason they felt a size too small, like below his waistline couldn't breathe, or maybe he couldn't breathe. This was so shameful, and if he wasn't clouded in a daze he would've been disappointed in himself, but when you let go of the empty bottle in your hand to it clinking onto the floor as a gasp escaped your lips he almost cursed.

You didn't bat away, or find him gross and pull away, if anything you leaned deeper into him and let out a soft moan. It was quiet underneath all of the noise and music, but he heard it. If he hadn't known any better, he would've just dropped his pants right then and there.

Then he held back onto you, but before he could keep his grip on your hips firm you turned to him, mouth agape. He took in your full expression, flushed face, dazed hue and slightly sweaty face, your shirt seemed tighter, and your lip-gloss was still somehow intact. He exhaled so heavily, swallowing again and feeling his piercing bob around in his mouth before leaning down to kiss you quickly.

The friction between the two of you became hotter, one kiss leading to another, and now tongue being involved as you practically ate at each other whole in the corner, his piercing grazing over your lips and tongue every now and then sending a shiver down your spine. You were the first to pull away, gasping for air as your arms were wrapped around the back of Armin's neck.

It felt so hot in the room all of a sudden, the air feeling thicker than it was on the dancefloor with the two of you. You only smiled cheekily at him, bashing your lashes before looking off to the side to see if you had caught anyone's attention, and thankfully it didn't seem that way. With a quick tap at your side from him you turned back around to face Armin, eyes low and heavy as you looked at him intensely.

And for the first time ever when reading someone he blushed heavily, clearly reading the look in your eyes, practically begging him to have you for the night.

Skipping tomorrow's 9:30 lecture won't hurt him that badly.

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✴🕷 please do not copy, plagiarize, edit, or translate any works submitted by me. all works are originated and all other pictures used within those works are online images. thank you!! @kryptznnn

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