#aot rambles

[felineverdure]

people hate post shiganshina floch when he is literally post trost jean???? an underrated moments that most missed out: when floch indirectly reminded jean he is losing the plot (aka his role as a pov character)

also this? they're so real for this:

shiganshina to floch is what trost is to jean. (adding stohess to hitch too) ((psst pss shoutout to kat for this connection))

[dcsertrose]

unemployed/jobless mikasa is slowly turning into one of my favorite jokes in the fandom, "but she got married with a husband to take care of her—" *looks around* where does it say that?

she's in her girl failure era let her live!!!

I'd imagine Historia compensated her with a hefty sum of money so she can go live off in peace somewhere and tbfh, Mikasa is pretty self sustaining and independent. Financially she probably got by just fine on her own.

[violetscanfly]

How to care for your scientist - a visual guide

[jennifer-jeong]

Smut | AFAB!Reader “Force me and choke me ‘till I pass out”

SUMMARY "My kinda love" Song: The Weeknd - One Of The Girls

CONTENT NSFW, 18+, smut, assigned female at birth (AFAB) reader, fem reader, hard kinks, kissing, choking, ripping clothes, getting manhandled, hair pulling, spanking, vaginal penetration, belly bulge, clit play, orgasm, creampie, established relationship, consent implied, safeword mention but not used during it, your boyfriend being soft with you when he’s not rearranging your insides, ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

WORD COUNT: 1371

RYOMEN SUKUNA, FUSHIGURO TOJI, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento, EREN YEAGER, CHILDE, WRIOTHESLEY, Wanderer

You absolutely loved how rough your boyfriend was with you. He was a bit pent up after not seeing you for a few days so as soon as you walked in the door, his hand was on your neck, pushing his lips onto yours. He forced your body against the wall as he deepened the kiss.

You moaned into the kiss while his free hand roamed your body. “Babe wai-” you said as you tried to pull away from the kiss. “Shut up, be good f’me” he growled back before slamming his lips into yours again as heat pooled at your core at the sentence. He grabbed at your tits then slid around to your ass to slap it, hard. You mewled at the sting and the sounds you were making fogged up your boyfriend's mind. The only thing going on in his mind was your body and how he needed it right now. His hand left your neck so both hands could rip your black leggings in half. You were about to protest but he quickly threw you over his shoulder. The ease with which he tossed your body around was dizzying. It was fucking hot.

“Eager are we?” you tease.

“I know you love it.” He says while he reaches his free arm across to spank your ass.

He wasted no time in standing you in front of the bed and bending you over. He hooked a finger under your panties, moaning at the strings of slick connecting the fabric to your pussy.

“You really are such a good fucking girl f’me,” he says in a deep voice laced with pure lust.

“Mmph- just for you daddy~” you reply, arching your back and showing off your ass to him.

He rips your panties in half as well, needing access immediately. You start to get up so you could at least take off your shirt and help him take some clothes off but he grips your hips hard and pushes you back into the bed.

“Where do you think you’re going princess? I can’t wait any longer,” he says.

“Wha-” you start but he cuts you off by grabbing a fist full of your hair and pushing your face into the plush blankets. He pulls down his pants just enough to take his aching hard-on out, not wanting to waste time taking his pants off fully. He uses his free hand to rub his tip along your slick folds which earns him a muffled whimper from you.

You want to tell him to at least be gentle if he’s not going to prep you with his fingers but it just comes out as muffles into the bed.

“Hm? Can’t hear ya darling, gotta speak up,” he says with a shit eating grin that makes your eyes roll even though you can’t see it, you just know that he’s doing it.

He pops the tip into your aching cunt and you think he’s going to ease you into it but you’re quickly cut off by his cock ramming into you all at once. The stretch stings but very quickly turns into pleasure especially after you feel him twitch inside you and moan loudly.

“So fucking wet ngh- you’re spoiling me, doll,” he moans breathlessly.

He starts moving, your slick helping him glide in and out. His veiny shaft drags your walls in all the right ways. Something about the feeling of the skin on his raw cock just feels so much more heavenly than any dildo. Not to mention the pure fucking size of him. He was big enough to kiss your cervix even in this position. He knows exactly how to find your sensitive spots and so he angles his hips down to drag his cock along your g spot every thrust. The girth and length added to the pleasure since he made you feel so full and was able to stimulate your a spot and cervix too.

Soon after, he starts to speed up and the “plap” sounds of his skin hitting yours starts to echo around you two.

“Fuuuck, you’re so fucking perfect. You take me so fucking well.” He groans through his teeth, hand still fisting your hair, giving you a dull sting on your scalp that he knows you love.

You’re still moaning into the bed, slowly going dumb as he fucks you so good your vision blurs. He’s not even touching your clit or anything yet and you’re so fucking close. Your mixed arousal was soaking whatever was left of your ripped leggings as it all slowly dripped down from your sopping cunt.

“Ngghhh fuck, such a good fucking slut f’me,” he says as he starts getting close. He spanks you as his mind starts to function on pure desire as lust takes over him. He alternates between your left and right cheek, spanking until they’re both red while you mewl at every hit.

He suddenly releases your hair and pulls you up so he can choke you with one hand. His arm is wrapped around to the front of your body as he applies pressure onto your neck. Your voice, no longer muffled, is driving him crazy.

“Ngh-! D-daddy, feels s’good. You fill me up so good mmmphh! Ah-!” you moan out to him.

“Yeah? Mmm, can feel you twitching around me princess, gonna cum?”

You manage a small “mmhm” in response, your eyes rolled back into your skull.

His free hand finds its way to your lower stomach. He feels himself bulging through your skin every time he thrusts. It turns both of you on so much. He presses on it to make you feel more pressure on your g spot.

“Haah! P-please d-daddy,” you beg mindlessly, not even able to voice what you want.

He knows exactly what you need though. His hand from your stomach travels south towards your clit. “Don’t worry baby, let go. You deserve it.” He starts playing with your clit as you choke out sobs. Your head starting to feel the effects of him choking you so hard.

You arch your back as you start to approach your high, eyes squeezed shut and rolled back into your head.

“Yeah, c’mon baby, you can do it. Such a good girl,” he encourages you and releases some pressure on your neck. Your orgasm finally hits like a fucking truck. Your body seizes and your cunt clenches around him as intense waves of pleasure wash over you, your mind going blank. You let out high pitched moans that turn into deeper, full moans as you start to come down and register the pleasure.

“G-gonna cum mmph-! Inside, darling,” he stutters out to you, not even sure if you heard him.

Now you’re both moaning messes as his thrusts go from erratically fast to slow and languid. Pushing the cum in and out of you, helping both of you ride your highs for as long as possible.

He finally stills, deep inside you as both of you breathe heavily. He lets go of you so you can relax and lay back down. He helps you lay down on your back, admiring you and the cum dripping out of you. He bends down to kiss you slow.

“Love you s’much baby. Was that okay?” He asks.

“Love… you… too…that was amazing… don’t worry” you say between breaths.

“Okayy, just making sure you remember that we have a safeword. I don’t ever wanna hurt you darling.” He says, adoration and concern in his eyes as he kisses your cheeks and forehead.

“You’re so sweet but we talked about this” you giggle. “You’re always so thoughtful for reminding me though… But… you know this is how I like it sometimes,” you say in a flirty tone.

“Oh?” he chuckles. “Well then…”

He starts to manhandle your shirt and bra off you before sliding the ripped fabric of your pants off. You giggle at his eagerness.

He get himself undressed and slots himself between your legs again, grabbing the back of your knees and pushing them towards your chest, bending you in half.

“Don’t mind if I do...” He finishes his sentence.

You were in for a long night with your lover. But, you had no complaints <3

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[spookyxcupid]

me, seeing a traumatized character who’s been through the most terrible shit imaginable: may praise kink be upon thee

[3hunnidstunt]

nsfw mdni

nerd plug! eren brainrot

cw : chubby r, nerd eren ( he’s a two faced cunt ) drug useage n smoke, small thigh/lap riding, fingering , sex with glasses on, tiny cockwarming, dirty talk, praising, creampie, shotgunning, small mention of r bein girly, ( i write w black r in mind ) not proofread might be some spelling errors i’m tired mdni

eren would be seen as an innocent, quiet boy who doesn’t care about his surroundings - only mindful to his little bubble. he’s passing all his classes, always at the library studying for upcoming exams and just being the sweet boy he is. and you’d watch from afar a few feet away from him. he’s cute and quiet. you felt bad at how he would chase after some girl who didn’t want anything to do with him. you envied him too - how he would get praised and congratulated for everything he does. the only time he ever talked to you was during a project for chemistry. he paid no mind to you always mumbling how you’re a distraction to him and you should quiet down. he wanted nothing to do with you. you, your glossy lips, those pretty lashes you keep batting at him, your perky boobs that try to escape from the low cut shirt, nor those mini skirts. he tries to not be somewhat mean to you because you’re just so sweet and nice.

now he’s sitting on your couch, a little space between you and him. the show from the tv playing while he lights up his blunt. he’s tired from all the exams and test and shit assignments. but he has you and his weed. he’s running his palm on your leg that’s thrown on his lap, massaging the smoothness of it. he can feel you staring at him. his hair out of that bun, resting on his shoulder while a few strands cover his eyes, his pink plump lips wrapping around the blunt and he’s hanging his head back to blow out the smoke in the air. your breath hitch - he looks so good and it’s making you clench your thighs an random shiver running through your body.

you’re taken back when he looks other you - a wide grin on his pretty face “ got something on my face, love? ” he teases and you frown shaking your head. he removes his hand from your thigh wrapping it around your waist pulling you onto his lap. you’re practically naked compared to him - a crop top with care bear design and panties while he’s in a white tee and sweats. he’s finally happy now that you’re become comfortable around him. “ you starin at me hard. you want some? shit makes you feel good ” he offers but you still and hesitant “ ren i don’t smoke - you know that ”. you take off his foggy glasses off cleaning them with the towel before putting them back. you feel cozy on his lap ( he’s manspreading ) as you wrap your arms around him hiding your face between his neck and shoulder even though you’re watching him smoke. his hand resting on your lower back as you grind on his lap, biting your lip to not let out that whine you’re holding in.

“ what’re you trynna do? ” he spoke realizing how quiet you’ve been and the little damp spot on his sweat. you ignore him gripping on his tee tightly finally letting out a broken moan. he placed the blunt down both hands on your hips trying to stop you. “ ren… wan’ you so bad ” you let out totally absentmindedly. “ fuck what should i do with you? could’ve been a good girl and tell me that ” he laughs standing up with his ashtray walking up the stairs to your room. he placed them on the bed while he drops you as well. “ you so fucking wet. why you so wet precious? talk to me ” his voice so sultry while removing your damp panties making your shiver at the cold air. you were so wet you started dripping down on the sheets. he didn’t get a response which he wasn’t so happy at “ you like watching me smoke, thought that shit wasn’t good for me ” you while your head grabbing the hem of his shirt as he ran two fingers through your slit. “ looked so good rennie.. please ”

he removed his shirt, his fingers now warming up inside your velvety walls gathering all your wetness. your lips parting into an “ O ” letting out little whimpers and babbles while eren is complete in a daze at how your sucking his fingers in, wetting them. your thighs threaten to close once his thumb begins rubbing on your little clit. “ so wet baby, talk to me what do you want? wanna hear it ” he watches you with bloodshot eyes as you stutter - trying to not mess up your words. “ need you t’ fuck me- please i-i…ren ” he nods fully understand. his fingers leave your weeping cunt to pull down his sweats and boxer. his cock so pretty. little trimmed hairs, he’s long and thick, a few veins and a pretty pink tip. he lines his leaking tip at your hole. you hold on the bedsheet with a passion, tear blurring your eyes as you moan trying to take what he gives you.

you soak him up so much making it easier for him to slide inside. he stays still for a bit, grabbing the almost finished blunt and lighting it up. he takes a long drag before leaning down tapping your cheek for you to open up which you do. the smoke blow in your mouth and you hold it in for a while before blowing it out infront of his face. he gives a little smile getting up holding onto your waist as he gives one hard thrust shocking you. he continues watching how you squirm beneath him. your braless boobs moving freely from his thrusts and a little bugle forming from your tummy. “ omgomg fuck ren.. oh my god ” your brain empty and your getting dizzy. the puff of smoke around the air making you feel hot. the blunt finishes and he’s completely high. lifting your top revealing your boobs and hard nipples. “ fuckin’ take it , just like that mama. tell rennie how good you feel ” he manages to grunt out, cursing as your nails starch his back. “ so fuckin good daddy - mak-ing me feel so so good ”

he snatches a hair tie he spot from the bed doung his regular hairstyle but way messier and his glasses were getting foggy again which he swiped. he wants to see you. he could tell your about to cum , your eyes rolling back, broken moans and cries, you’re babbling lost in pleasure. “ move your hand princess- gotta take all of this ” and when he see you try to push him farther he pulls out. you whine now that your orgasm is fading away “ nonono! ren please ‘m sorry ” you apologize but he ignores you turning you around on all fours. he slips back in so easily as he presses on your back to finish the arch. “ push me away again and i leave you here all needy and crying. ” he threatens. he runs his hands on your cute rolls and your ass living how well they fit you. he grabs your hair ( natural, braids, locs, or wig etc ) pulling your face up where he can see those fresh tears running down your chubby cheeks. “ why you crying mama ‘ts too much for you huh ” he tease while grabbing on your neck hovering over you to kiss your lips. all messy. drool leaking on either side. “ gonna cum - please let me cum daddy ‘m sorry pleaseplease ” he shushes you kissing away the salty tears while he rubs your clit. a sticky ring of cum starts to form on his cock completely coating him “ cum baby let it out… want all of it c’mon ”. his thrusts get faster and harder while he slaps your ass, his head hung back as he hold your waist tightly cumming.

this is lowkey the longest i’ve written, so proud of myself :3

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[inside-levis-pocket]

Imagine holding a freshly showered Levi in bed, his head is nestled under your chin and his towel-dry hair is almost in your face. His skin is still moisturized from the lotion that you recommended and is radiating warmth. When you breathe in you smell your shampoo and conditioner.

Huh.

“Hey Levi?” you ask.

“Hm…?” his hum of a reply is drowsy from the cuddling.

“Did you use my shampoo?” you chuckle out.

“… Yea…? Why…?” your sudden question had confused him; he didn’t know how to reply to this. Was he not supposed to use your soaps? I mean, you recommend him various moisturizers and body scrubs that you use before, so he figured that there was nothing wrong with it.

“Nothing, it’s just that I can smell it,”

“Oh…” that put him a little at ease you suppose.

“No wonder your hair looks extra soft, you should keep using it, it smells good on you,” and to solidify your point your hand started to gently play with his hair and scratch his scalp.

Levi chucked at this. “Will do.”

Seems like he isn’t the only one who is particular over what cleaning supplies and soaps are used.

[captainleviswifee]

Having kids with Levi headcanons (Canon Universe)

Imagine having two kids (twins or not, both works) with Levi sounds all good and wholesome. Until you realize just how much you underestimated Levi's genes. Like damn, these are toddlers and you'd be all over the place just to watch them not hurt themselves playing. Mind you, these kids, are Ackerman kids. They have as much energy as their father. More so since well kids being kids. You'd have to match their energy or you'd be left in the dust. I don't mean that they'd be like monsters (maybe?), but they'll sure be a menace to babysit. And that's just for when you guys are at home. Imagine if you need to work. Just imagine if you guys are at a family outing in a park, where there's people around. God just pray that you won't lose sight of them the second you just try snack on something, talk to Levi, or just buy something in one of the stalls. You'd miss one of them, worse, both of them if you're the only one taking them out. If you're with Levi, well he's not perfect and there are definitely times for when he missed one of them or both of them. Immediately bringing them back to where you are or where you guys are supposed to be seated.

Unless well you turn out to be one heck of a goddess at babysitting kids then all the better. And this is why when the kids grew up to like five or older, more often than not. You and Levi would have to teach them how to properly behave. And as years pass, teaching them became a little harder, but it has it's own rewards. Naturally, as they grow older, methods on teaching them proper behavior adjust accordingly as well. Yes, I know Levi mentioned that "Pain is the best kind of discipline," but this is more likely because it's being applied, to Eren a soldier like he is, who also has a stubborn attitude. Not to mention, a titan shifter who's limbs regenerate like a lizard. That's him as a captain, as a superior officer. But he's a bit more gentle as a father. Especially as a father to his kids with you. He's stern, one quality that's never removed from him. Sometimes a little intimidating. And sometimes, you would be the balancer of sorts to his intimidating nature when teaching your kids to behave. It's a long process, but it works for both of you, Levi, and your little family with him.

[ghost-writing-incorporated]

My lord I could ramble about Armin Arlert for years and years. His favorite color is yellow, mostly because it reminds him of all the good things. The sand, the sun, the beautiful hues in the sunset and how the sun and other things reflect off the water. He's a collector but not of physical things but of pictures. The first time someone hands him a camera, its as if the whole world opens before him and he begins to just take pictures of everything, even the most mundane things. He looks at them and it reminds him that the world is so open and big. I love him too much.

[nilufleur]

we are not the same because you like villains (sad background story, secret inferiority complex, likeable traits, eventual redemption arc) and i like villains (evil, completely bad morals, zero likeable traits, complex personality)

[tojisun]

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[felineverdure]

stop trying so hard to make floch relevant to jean's life. barely interacted. no chemistry. its giving ahhh crack ship kinda shit. im tired of seeing wack ass floch in the jean tag bruvvv

anon do u even know what's a crackship? but let me entertain u tho since im not feeling lazy at the moment. putting aside their multiple interactions in the entire s4 and later chapters that you probably skimmed through:

our introduction to floch in the series. literally his first words in the entire series was "whats that jean?"

fast forward, time skip. oh hmmm lets re-introduce floch again.. with jean.

floch's last scene in the entire manga? oh hey its jean again. and jean's last words to him was literally "floch"

i guess pairing them up in floch's first appearances and departure was just a coincidence then. hate the pair or whatever but come on, the canon says they are relevant to one another. (also hey! do you know you can literally mute/block a tag or account here?)

(((there are also many other ships with jean that has lesser to no interactions but i guess u dont have a problem with that? also who says crackships are bad? let people do what they want man)))

[dcsertrose]

watched the final episode on sunday and cried like a baby.

I'll fully flesh out my thoughts here a bit later and get to all the asks as well. 💕

[myloveismylevi]

Just a lil weepy thinking about post-war dadvi, his little boy (5? 6?) wanting to make tea for his Dad the way he’s seen him do it a million times, because he just loves him so much and admires him and wants to make him the happiest Dad in the world, but he’s still so little compared to the world around him, so he pulls a chair over to the counter and climbs on it, putting water in the teapot, opening the canister of tea leaves, and pulling a teacup - Levi’s favorite teacup - out of the cabinet. but his hands are small, and when he tries to climb down from the chair the cup slips from his hand and breaks on the kitchen floor.

So, naturally Levi comes hurrying (as much as he can on his stiff knee) into the kitchen to see what produced the noise, and finds the chaos his little one has produced on the counter, and him, kneeling on the ground, with shards of porcelain in front of him. And when his father stands in the doorway, he looks up at him, tears collecting at his lash line.

“I’m sorry, Daddy…” he’ll whimper.

“What happened?” Levi’ll ask in his usual monotone voice, but there’s a softness behind it.

And the boy will try to explain, tears rolling down his face, feeling so awful for making a mess, and for breaking his Dad’s favorite cup, and for not being able to take care of Daddy the way Daddy takes care of him, because he’s got Levi’s same bleeding heart beating in his chest, the one that wants to take care, the one wants to be strong and independent. But also his introspection, his emotion, his sensitivity and empathy.

And Levi’ll be transported back to his own childhood, the teacup that belonged to his mom, the one that they had to sell, the one he tried to get back, but couldn’t. And his heart will ache so bad to think that his child, his sweet perfect angle of a thing, feels even a fraction of the hurt he felt over a piece of porcelain, because of his utter devotion to him.

And he’ll take the boy in his arms, and he’ll hold him close, and he’ll tell him patiently and gently, in his Levi way, that a cup is just a thing, and what matters most is that he wasn’t hurt. And how much he appreciates the boy wanting to do a nice thing for him, but that what he was doing was dangerous, and how important it is that he be more careful, because stoves are hot, and chairs can tip, and broken porcelain can cut one of his 10 miraculous sweet little fingers, and there are thousands of teacups to replace what broke but nothing in all of eternity could replace the boy, living and breathing, that he holds fast to his chest. (His voice is quiet, words grammatically simple, and his tone is steady but his heart is physically ACHING and flailing in his chest from how much love is trying to squeeze into it rn)

And Levi tells his son, in plain English (Eldian? Idk?), that he loves him, and that he always will, because with a tiny mind and heart at stake, there’s no room for beating around the bush with that talk like he often does. And he tells him that his parents will help him to do whatever he wants to do, and to ask for help next time.

Because if only someone’d told Levi, when he was that small, that they would help him. If someone has just loved him, and ALWAYS been there… how much easier he could’ve breathed all those years. The prospect of not having to constantly be afraid to feel. To fail.

It’s all he can think about - how he can do better, give more, than what he had - even in a moment as seemingly small as this.

(I’m sorry.)

[marcobodtseye]

The “Haunts Reiner daily” trio

I get great joy imagining the ghosts of these three following him around constantly

[calibabii21]

| trying something new | reader's choice

pairing: reader's choice x inexperienced fem identifying! reader

genre: smut..more suggested than graphic..

warning(s): reader gives fellatio for first time, ethnic reader (implied), "talk you through it" (lowk..barely😭), gagging (is this considered a warning), basically reader gawk gawking....this is actually very tame

a/n: this stemmed from my dentist appointment the other day. this is lowk..not that great but I needed to write :)

"I can feel your eyes on me."

Honestly, you'd be concerned if he couldn't. You've been wordlessly staring a hole into his face for the past ten minutes. Just debating if you should voice your thoughts aloud.

"Do you have something you need to say??" But instead of answering, you rise from your vanity and climb onto the bed, situating yourself near his legs.

He looks at you concerned as he strokes your thigh with his thumb, "what is it baby?" You purse your lips and twiddle your thumbs, "Can I..try..sucking you off?"

His hand freezes and he looks at you with wide eyes, clearly not expecting those words to leave your mouth. "Suck..me off??"

You nod innocently as he slides off of the bed and guides you to kneel in front of him. "Can I?" you ask, and there's a beat of silence as his eyes run over your face, his hand caressing it. "Of course baby."

He singlehandedly unbuckles his belt, still in his work attire, whereas you're in your night clothes and bonnet. The difference in attire combined with you being eye level with his crotch just makes this even more exhilarating for you.

"Sweetheart, you can't look at me like that or I'll cum before you even start." He breathes shakily as you inhale his scent, overcome with desire. You've never done this before, but it's like something just awakens. Everything is now coming instinctively.

His whispers and sharp breaths egg you on greedily, your haste causing you to gag and moan. "Fuck Sweetheart- don't do that if you want me to last." The words dig you deeper into a state of..submission? Your priority shifting from pursuing a selfish experiment to selfishly pleasing him.

He sucks in a breath through his teeth when he feels your teeth beginning to graze him, "don't close on me, don't close on me. open up, yeahh good girl."

Never had praise affected you so strongly.

You opt for slow, complete bobs as he tenses, his high quickly approaching. He positions his hand on the front of your neck to feel the bulge that appears with each thrust down your throat.

"Oh, you're so fucking sexy letting me use your mouth like this." He whispers, hips stuttering with each roll. "Stick your tongue out for me baby." You whine, not wanting it to end, but obediently pull your mouth off of him, sticking your tongue out.

"Yes, just. like. that." Your tongue is heavy as he presses the weight of his dick onto it, grinding slowly until warm ropes of white shoot out, painting your face and the inside of your mouth.

"Mm, you took my cock so well Sweetheart." After hearing the sound of a camera, you open your eyes to him shoving his phone in your face– gasping once seeing the cum covered picture of you he just took, now as his wallpaper.

"Look at my pretty baby." He bites his lip and looks you over after cleaning your face. "You in that damn bonnet is gonna be the end of me." He picks you up, holding your ass and places a series of pecks on your lips that soon turns into a heated kiss, his tongue leaving no inch of your mouth unexplored.

Your hips naturally grind against him feeling him grow hard again. You pull away from him, eyes crossed hazily with a dopey smile on your face, "Boy you are so nasty."

He lands a slap to your ass carrying you into the bathroom, "Says the one who just swallowed my kids like a slut."