#mikasa ackerman x you

[chrollohearttags]

CHARM’D • mikasa ackerman

your fiancée gets a new piercing and you decide to have some fun with it.

content + themes: nail tech!mikasa, black fem!reader, y/n is a lash tech, subby mika, her and y/n cracking jokes on each other, overstimulation, pillow humping, use of toys, scissoring, heavy squirting, fingering, bratty mika, gay bestie!armin cameo

── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.─── ── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* : ── ･

most people would say working with your significant other seems like a great time. Being around the one person you love more then life itself and earning a living at the same time? You couldn’t ask for a better deal. However, it did have its challenging moments..discipline and focus is an important part of anyone’s employment. Regardless of the job but especially when tending to someone’s beauty and esthetic needs, it was imperative to pay attention. Hence why your fiancée despised the fact that you were working alongside her as her new lash tech some days! Granted, she was thrilled to have you around and with an extra service and set of hands around, you guys’ income practically tripled. So it was a pretty sweet deal. However, you didn’t make it easy…in fact, you acted as if giving her a hard time was your actual occupation..

“Are you sure we can’t just fill them in and work around it? C’mon, Mika. You sure you can’t just do your magic?”

“Sweetheart, how long have you been a client of mine? I’m an artist, not a repair woman. Two things I refuse to do is fly coach and work over other people’s fuck ups. Now let’s soak these off so I can give you a fresh set. While you’re waiting, Armin can get you in the shampoo bowl. Since he’s sitting on his skinny ass, doing nothing.”

needless to say, it was never a dull moment! You guys’ hairstylist and resident smartass, Armin Artlert was currently seated in one of the styling chairs, typing away on his phone.

“And don’t forget looking cute. Just blind and grouchy.”

“Whatever. Help her before I suddenly find your replacement.”

it was obvious that the normally laid back nail tech was in rare form this morning. Not so much rude or angry but definitely on edge a little. The shop was a little busy but nothing more than usual for the Sugar and Spice Haus. It was normal for clients to be waiting outside the door so she couldn’t have been frazzled by that. So what exactly had her acting so strange? Perhaps it was a question better answered by the one person who knew her better than anyone else..and who ironically was the root cause of the issue!

“Oh, don’t pay her any attention, y’all. She’s just a little worked up. Isn’t that right, baby?”

just then, a rather gleeful (y/n) would come traipsing from the back of the salon..strapless dress and sandals, holding a caddy full of lash supplies. In return, the only thing you were met with was a decorated middle finger and the roll of dark, doe eyes. Your fiancée was quite the bratty thing when she wanted to be but she was oh so cute….

“Oh shut up. I’m not talking to you right now.”

hence why you took immense pleasure in teasing her among other things..something that began long before the two of you even opened shop this morning..

── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.─── ── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* : ── ･

flashback: earlier that morning..

── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.─── ── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* : ── ･

“Oh God!…yes..right there!…”

“Aw, is that your spot, baby? Are you gonna come?”

the high pitch, condescending coo spouting from your lips rang off into the ears of your very whiny and overstimulated fiancée. Who had just been sleep only twenty minutes prior or so it would appear. Because as the two of you awoke for the morning, ready to start another day in the home and salon you shared as not only lovers, but business partners…you were met with a rather pleasant surprise. Faint whimpers and the sight of your precious Mikasa grinding herself against her pillow. Her tits spilling from her tank top; fondled in her palms, hair brushing against the sheets and her panties tugged to the side as her bare slit rubbed profusely against the memory foam material. She had to have been in utter bliss from the sounds erupting from her mouth. Not only that, she looked so sexy..however, you knew it was rather unbecoming of your woman too. Granted, your sex life was anything but mundane and the two of you took any opportunity plausible to fuck, lick or kiss on one another. However, for the past few days or so, she seemed to be evading you. Claiming to be far too exhausted for any sort of sexual activity. She’d shower alone and even halt you if things got too intense. One would think that was indicative of infidelity and that their partner was with someone else. But alas, her dirty little secret came to light and needless to say, you’d return the pent up sexual frustration ten fold!..

“Oh? What’s this?…” she just knew that once you unveiled the truth, you’d never allow her to live it down. And she was correct.

“(Y/N)..baby…fuck me!..”

the truth was, she had snuck behind your back and acquired a clit piercing. More than likely from the same artist who had decorated her skin in the plethora of tattoos she sported. But what she hadn’t counted on was becoming so hypersensitive afterwards. It was one of those things that could go either way, depending on the person. Getting piercings in intimate area could either make you lose all feeling or make you super sensitive to the touch. For poor Mikasa, she was the latter to a fault! You would’ve thought that she would’ve learned her lesson when she got her nipples pierced and they sent her into a frenzy with something as simple as putting on a bra on. But you were more than happy to meet her request..flipping her over onto her back, (y/n) promptly shoved your tongue into her mouth; jaw agape and slack from being on the brink of climax. Her pierced nipples puffy and erect and of course..that adorable little clit; marked with a silver ball and bar going through it. It looked so cute and she looked even more precious..practically begging for you to claim her. Slick surrounded that fat pussy of hers and you just knew she was close.

“Oh you poor thing…you’ve been holding out on me…don’t worry, mama. I’ll take care of you..”

reassuring her with your lips honing on her neck. Tender kisses trailing down her throat and those fingers following suit to her mound. Tracing your digits across her freshly waxed skin, you’d tease around the area, refusing to touch the actual bud. “But first..I need you to do sum’ for me, okay?” So gently cooing to her. At this point, she was desperate so she was at your mercy.

“Yes, baby!..whatever you want..”

crying out as you moved your fingertips lower as well as your mouth, leaving them to hover over her jeweled nipples. Drawing a long trail of saliva along with you in the process. That’s when you’d shove those two opposite fingers between her lips and force her to suckle, drumming up her own spit. “Suck on these f’r me. Get them wet…just like that.” She’d happily comply, knowing that you’d help her reach her peak soon. Whilst she was busy drooling and whining, you’d ease one digit inside of her with your thumb resting on her clit. She looked so helpless and vulnerable..turning you on more and more by the second. Mikasa’s back would raise from the bed as you pushed those digits knuckle deep into her core. You’d feel them suction and tighten around you and continue pressing until they were stained with a sheath of milky white and sticky clear liquid..dripping all down your nails. You kept them short just for special instances like these. So you could pump them in and out her pretty pussy and watch her squirm, yelping for more.

“Ah! Haaaa…oh my god! Right there! Yes…”

“Aw, am I in your spot, baby? Are you gonna come?”

nodding her head profusely; your dormant thumb now tracing circles against her clit and even flicking that piercing for added stimulation. Needless to say, she couldn’t hold back any longer and seconds later, when you finally gave her permission, you’d find your arm, the sheets and anything surrounding you two drenched in her juices. Squirting everywhere..and became inconsolable afterwards. “That’s it!…let it go, let it go for meee..squirt on those fingers.” Encouraging with loud cries ringing out through the bedroom. She was practically convulsing once you withdrew your fingers. Allowing them to drip, you’d dangle them over her lips and allow her to clean them off. “Mmmhm..taste yourself, baby…you look so pretty.”

running a hand along her torso and up to her throat yet again to wrangle her in for a kiss. Haven gotten a taste of her sweet essence, you decided to get your entire fill by finally leaving a trail of pecks leading to her pelvis before tousling your own side of the covers off and climbing on top of her. Without missing a step, you’d part her inked up legs and pin one back whilst intertwining the other with your own. From there, you’d tear off the thin lacy panties she was wearing off and put them to much practical use like gagging her. From there, you’d align your frothing slits and start grinding them against one another. Tugging down your own sports bra; dressed in only a bonnet and having fallen asleep with nothing on your lower half, you had become well aroused on your own from her little escapades. With that, Mika would buck her hips forward and work herself against you; meeting your thrusting with tearful pleas to keep fucking her. “Don’t stop, baby! Please don’t fucking stop…” her voice was cracking but her words very concise and clear. Those perky tits bounced around underneath as she gripped the silk linen underneath your bodies. The smacking of your clammy folds and warmth made for a beautiful chorus of steamy, nasty sounds filling the atmosphere…she wasn’t the only one feeling the pressure either because you soon found yourself nearing an orgasm. “I’m gonna come too, mama…fuck! You feel so good..”

laughing out of pure delirium and pleasure, unable to slow down in fear that you’d come on the spot. Those sticky juices smeared across each of your thick thighs as those lower lips meshed together. Eventually, you’d find yourself leaning down to let your tongues clash as well. “Mmph! I love you…” “I love you too, Mika! Fuck, baby…come for me again..”

just then, she’d follow your order and flail around as another stream of juices exited both of your bodies. Spraying up everything in the vicinity. Rubbing those finger pads against her throbbing bud, (y/n) drummed out more and more until she couldn’t spill another drop. You found yourselves going round for round..drawing out one another’s arousal and all that you had to offer. An hour or so had past; an array of positions from being seated on her face while you ate her out, to riding a double sided dildo…

“Yes, baby! You look so pretty riding that fucking dick..go deeper..”

to finally ended your rather heated session with your fingers intertwined as you played with yourselves. Massaging those clots to your final climatic rushes. Coming down in a powerful high with tears streaming down your faces and squirt pooling down your legs. All in all, it seemed that her little piercing was a success and rather useful investment.. “C’mere..that feel good?..” “..yeah..thank you, baby..so much.” Fucked out and dazed from being overly stimulated. But neither of you regretted a thing..that was until you made another proposal with a deviant glare on your face..reaching over into the dresser, you’d retrieve another device: a controller vibrator. One you planned to utilize on her throughout the work day!

“Hell no, (y/n)! I can’t..”.

but it was too late..you had already placed it inside of her and would be utilizing it until you had your fill. You wanted to see how she fared with her little body modification when you were the one in control..and throughout an entire day of work.

maybe next time she wouldn’t keep such secrets from you!

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@soanis @merakidoll

[mommypieck]

Ok so this might be a lot but misaka, sasha, Ymir, historia are having a sleepover but it just so happens that y/n is the special guest but she doesn’t know what she’s in for.

"so y/n, tell me, is there any boy you like?" sasha asks, plopping down next to you on the bed. she throws her hands around your neck and pokes you into your side, making you squeak. you laugh at her behavior, cuddling into her side.

"no, i am not really into boys." you say under your breath, looking down at your lap. ymir whistles, crawling closer to you.

"we got ourself another gay," she laughs, lightning up her cigarette, "you want one?" you politely decline her offer, playing with your sleeves.

"it this your first time having a sleepover?" historia asks you, sitting in front of you. you have always liked her smile, she's the type of person that makes everyone fall for her.

"you're my only friends here." you confess. it's true, they are the only people who were eager to talk to you in the new school. you see ymir give mikasa a look you're not able to understand, but you just hope they also see you as friends.

"of course. we really love you." says historia, shuffling closer to give you a big hug. you feel emotional, you never had such amazing friends like these girls. you still felt unsure about the tension lingering in the air.

"mind if i take this off?" historia asks, not waiting for an answer and pulling her pink crop top over her head. you can't help but to glance on her bra clad boobs, the bra too small for her boobs.

"she's beautiful right?" ymir startles you, giving you a smirk. you stutter, not sure what to say, but sasha breaks the tention.

"your boobs are so firm too, look at them." sasha says, grabbing your right tit in her hand.

"w-what are you doing?" you ask her wide eyed. you didn't expect her to touch you like that but you aren't against it. her touch on your boobs feels good.

"let me touch her too." historia pouts as she takes your other boob in her hand. she looks you straight in the eyes while doing so, hypnotizing you with her gaze. you shiver a bit when you notice ymir glaring at you from behind historia. you've always thought those two were dating.

"you're really pretty." you feel hot breath on your neck from behind and your eyes meet mikasa's. she quickly undoes her bra, throwing it on the ground.

"who the fuck wear bra to a sleepover." ymir exclaims, sitting legs spread in front of you.

"you for example. sports bras are out of fashion." says historia as she nips at your breast. you moan loudly at her gesture, petting her hair out of her face. sasha pinches your nipple between her fingers, loving the noises you make.

you feel sashas hand rub at your core over your pyjama pants.

"she's so damp already." sasha asserts. you yelp when ymir grabs the waistband of your pants, pulling them off of you. "fuck." she breathes when her gaze meets your wet core.

"what made you so wet?" mikasa mumbles against your neck. you try to answer but the way they are all touching you just makes you let out a moan. ymir's fingers scoop your wetness and she puts it in her mouth to taste it.

"she's as sweet as she looks." she says, smirking down at you.

"not fair, i wanna taste her too." historia whines, pressing her manicured fingers to your pussy to taste you too. she moans when she tastes your juices.

"i wanna eat her out." she giggles, getting in between your legs but is shoved beside by sasha.

"i introduced herself to all of y'all, im gonna eat her out first." sasha says, diving in between your thighs. you fall back against mikasa's chest as sasha eats you out. mikasa busies herself by playing with your nipple while ymir fingers your clit. historia sits next to you with her own hand in her underwear, biting her lip at the imagine in front of her. sasha's lips smack with each stroke of her tongue, clearly enjoying the taste.

"anyone else wants a taste?" she asks suddenly, making historia jump out of her place. she quickly replaces sasha in between her legs, diving into your pussy as it was her last meal.

"fuck, if i knew you would be so eager to eat pussy, i would have kept you." ymir says, making historia give her a middle finger. mikasa's finger finds your clit and she rubs it in slow circles. you feel so close to orgasm and you know that it's gonna take only few more swipes of historia's tongue before you cum.

"i told you guys, she was a fucking slut from the first glance." ymir chuckles, grabbing your jaw to kiss you on the lips. that's your last straw. you cum undone between the girls, your pussy squirting in process. your whole body shakes from over stimulation as you lay between mikasa's legs.

"she's so cute." sasha tsks, giving you a little kiss on the lips.

[jeankirsteinsgirl]

The AOT Girls and their Kinks (NSFW)

Mikasa: Face Sitting and Boobs. Mikasa is a little subby baby and is very sensitive even before she's cum. Her nipples, however so especially sensitive, you could probably make her cum just from playing with them. When she's turned on which is often but she'll never admit to that her nipples get a little more swollen and take on a brighter shade of pink from the blood rushing to her sensitive buds. God, it's so hot to see her like that, pussy dripping, begging to be touched, nipples swollen. She begs you to touch them so you'd knead the soft large mounds in your hands slowly stroking the heel of your hand over her sensitive little nipples making her moan each time. Then you'd slowly press sloppy wet kisses down her collarbones to her pretty tits before licking circles around each one, making her roll her head back in pleasure. She'd beg for you to suck on them and of course you do. So you take her sensitive nipple into your mouth, pinching, twisting, and playing with the other one sending shivers down her spine, while you lick and suck at the pretty pink bud in your mouth. After that she's literally dripping down her thighs she needs you so bad so she sits on your face. She doesn't sit on your face to be dominating in any way, it just feels so good having her wet pussy pressed directly against your mouth like that, so she prefers it this way. You get such an amazing view as she lowers that delicious pussy on your tongue, seeing her beautiful full body hovering above you, her big tits bouncing up and down her chest as she grinds into your tongue. You hold her hips down on your face with your hands firmly to make sure she has nowhere to escape to while you devour her pussy, tongue making its way through her soaked puffy folds, blushed a light shade of pink from her arousal and before you know it shes cumming all over your face, running down your chin as you lick up all her cum.

Pieck: Squirting and Scissoring. Pieck is goood in bed and she knows it and she especially likes when you show her just how good she is. You get so wet for her and she loves playing with your dripping pussy until you're squirting all over her. She's more dominant but like Jean, she's a soft dom, everything she does she does for you, all she wants to do is see you cum for her, all over her finger, over the double-ended dildo, all over her face until its dripping down her chin, she lives for it. She loves the way your pretty pussy contracts before gushing over her, giving her the sweet satisfaction that she can make you feel so good :( But she's needy too she wants to cum just as much as she wants to make you cum, she definitely gets you off first however she can but she rubs her puffy little clit with her fingers while shes doing it so she's all nice and wet by the time you two do something together. And her favorite thing to do together? Scissoring. Easy. She loves watching your soaking pussy, so sensitive and swollen from already cumming grind against hers, her puffy folds enveloping yours. Getting off at the lewd sight of your pussy dripping into hers, your juices mixing, pussies so wet from rubbing each other the pornographic sound of them playing with each other makes her even more wet. She'll stare at your face all squinted in arousal and neediness and then back down to where your pussies meet and it is enough to send both of you over the edge cumming on each other, so pretty :)

Annie: Fingering and Finger Sucking. Annie is a dom no way about it. She prefers to touch you than be touched, it gets her off more the way you wriggle and writhe under her touch, and unlike Pieck she's more of a strict dom. You cum when she says you can cum and not a minute sooner. You only moan if she says you can make noise, and if she wants you to take all three of her fingers, you're gonna take all three. The sight of you cumming around her fingers drives her crazy, she loves thrusting them into you and feeling how tight and wet you are just for her. She'll tease that little spongey spot inside you while rubbing small circles just enough to have you begging for her but she loves seeing you like this. She'll edge you just a little bit, just enough for it to be fun before letting you cum all over her fingers watching as your juices flow out in between her fingers, making sure to finger you all the way through your orgasm or maybe even to a second one if you're lucky. She'll tell you how good you are for her before she puts her fingers in your mouth watching you taste yourself for her, sucking on her fingers while you look up at her with our big innocent eyes, that is a sight she'll never get enough of.

[nightfall-kachiniko]

༅ ｡ₓ AOT girls (+hange) reacts to you crying during an argument…

paring: mikasa x reader, annie x reader, pieck x reader, hange x reader, sasha x reader.

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𓏲·˚ ͙ mikasa

- you felt your heart bang with every word that came out of your wife’s mouth. her voice riddled with irritation at your lack of understanding, as you continued to go back and fourth. “I don’t like the idea of you out there for that long!” You shouted, desperately trying to explain. “You’re being dramatic,” she said, “it’s apart of my job, y/n. Theres nothing I can do about it!” It felt like you two had been saying the same thing over and over again. “6 months? Halfway across the world?! And you’re okay with that?!” You shouted angrily. “I have orders, y/n. I don’t have a choice.” She said sternly. “And there is nothing I can do or you can do to change that!” her aggressive words hit you in the heart as you felt your eyes start to water. the air was finally quiet for a few moments as you processed everything. ‘she has to. It’s her job. i need to understand that…’ you thought. But you just couldn’t. you just couldn’t stand the thought of mikasa being gone that long. the silence finally broke in the air as your voice choked up “I just don’t want you to leave me..!” your voice broke, as the tears you’d been holding in did aswell. You choked out sobs, deep, heavy, sobs, as your voice shattered sentences of incoherent. Mikasa froze for a moment, before her gaze went soft as it lied on you. her warm embrace laced hands around your figure as it held you tightly, her eyes filling with sadness. “Oh..don’t cry love..” she whispered as your cries continued, her arms wrapping lovingly around you. “I know darling, I know this is hard.” Mikasa said, as her hand raised your face from your palms to look you in the eyes. her fingers caressed tears off your face as she helped you calm down. “I promise you, I’ll never leave you.. no matter what distance lays between us.”

𓏲·˚ ͙ annie

“You never listen to me! Ever! I mean fuck y/n why do I even bother at this point?!” Annie shouted angrily, her tone filled with more rage than usual. It started off as a dumb couples fight to now a full on argument spurring out angered insults with mindless thinking. “Oh really? You’re one to talk! That’s all you ever do is blame everything on me!” You spat back. Annie’s figure swiftly turned around to face you, “you’re the one that starts shit y/n, not me.” she sternly said. “I put up with your shit every day for the past 5 years. 5 YEARS Y/N! I’ve had to mother you! I’ve had to care for you! IM BASICALLY A GODDAMN BABYSITTER!” Her screams rang in your ears as you closed your eyes, her aggressively packing her bags.“Seriously?” You mutter out, “I’ve sacrificed friendships, I’ve sacrificed LIVES for you! I’ve sacrificed everything just to be with a warrior! I’ve done so much for you!” you screamed back. Annie looked at you, her eyes as stern as ever. “ All you’ve ever done for me is cause me problems,” her voice was serious, her voice was real. i think that’s the part that hurt the most, the fact that her voice said what her mind wanted to. and she was being honest. The anger you once had in your eyes faded to a soft gaze as you felt your heart shatter. Your eyes filled with tears as you stayed silent, trying not to cry. “That’s all you ever do.” Annie sternly said, failing to realize your soft whimpers would soon break into sobs. as you felt your world crashing down on you as tears streamed down your cheeks, your palms held your face in your hands as you cried. Annie turned back around from stuffing a shirt in her suitcase, her eyes landing on you. she stayed silent as you cried, not knowing what to do. But what she did know, that she really fucked up. Annie glanced at your figure, feeling that out of regret and guilt arise in her stomach. She softly came towards you, her arms carefully wrapping around your body as you dug your head into her shoulder, sobbing. “I’m sorry..” she whispered into your hair. “I’m sorry..” she said a bit louder. But you could tell from the tone in her voice, that she was being honest.

𓏲·˚ ͙ pieck

“Please y/n, I’m not in the mood.” Your girlfriend said, tiredness on her face. “But you said you’d stay tonight..” you disappointedly breathed out. “I barley see you enough as it is. You can’t just stay a few hours?” the woman turned around swiftly to look at you, “I don’t know how many times I have to repeat myself. I said no y/n, what part of that do you not understand?!” Her aggressive response caught you off guard, your air feeling more heavy around you. “..you don’t have to yell at me pieck..” you softly muttered out before she cut you off. “Well sometimes you just don’t fucking listen!” She shouted aggressively, taking out her anger on you. “Pieck stop! I don’t want to fight with you!” You called back, trying to calm her down. “Then stop being so needy all the time and let me rest!” She replied. Her words made you feel like a burden as you felt your chest get tighter, confused and saddened as to what you did wrong. “..fine…” you sighed out, turning away to walk upstairs. You heard pieck mutter a “finally” under her breath as your vision became blurred, tears swelling up in your eyes. You turned back around in the doorway to look at pieck. “..I’m sorry If i did something wrong..” your voice wobbled out, catching her attention. Pieck starred at you, tears flowing down your face as you slightly hummed soft cries. She was token aback by your state, clearly now realizing how she acted towards you. “Oh.. dove..” pieck softly said, “no..no no sweetie” the messy haired woman came over to you, her eyes fixated on your own watery orbs. Guilt plastered on her face as she hugged you tightly, making you take in a deep breath to stop your sobs from getting worse. “Honey, I’m so sorry dear.. I don’t know what gotten into me lately.. I’ve just been so stressed.. I shouldn’t of token it out on you love… I’m so sorry sweetheart please don’t cry..” she said, drying your tears with tissues. “I..know you’ve been… stressed.. and I’m sorry I just miss you…” you managed to get out in between breaths. “Im sorry darling..”

𓏲·˚ ͙ hange

The one night that you rarely have with you and hange alone, cancelled all because of some stupid paperwork they could get to in the morning? “Seriously Han?! Do you know how long we’ve been planning this?” You hear hange sigh from their desk as they touch the bridge of their nose. “I’ve told you y/n I have too many things to do! Why do I have to keep repeating myself like a skipping record?!” Hange scolded at you. Apparently this date meant more to you then it did to her. Way more. To the point they’d rather do paperwork than go on it. “You can do that shit in the morning! This is the one night we finally can go out and you’re telling me no?!” You angrily shouted at her. “Fuck hange! I’ve barley seen you in weeks! I wake up and your not there! I go to sleep and your not there! Why is everything about your fucking work?! Why is it never about me?!” You shouted at them, their face filling with more irritation than before. “I’m not saying it again.” They said, picking back up their pen and scribbling down on their paperwork. “Really? You’re really gonna do this to me?” You said, trying to not flip out on them. Hange didn’t reply, but just ignore you. “Gonna ignore me like you always do, huh?” You scoffed. A rage burning up inside you as you ranted. “You know why the hell are you even in a relationship if you’re commander?! You leave me out in the fucking dust! You act like I’m not even there! Is all I am just a fuck to you when you’re too stressed to function?! Huh?! Is that paperwork more important than me-“ “YES! FUCK ANYTHING TO SHUT YOU UP!” they yelled, cutting you off. You felt your heart sink as they screamed, going on about how you never listen, always complain, how they’re always too busy and stressed. Too focused on their rant to notice the tears falling down your eyes and your small shaky breaths. “AND I DO NOT HAVE ENOUGH ENERGY TO DEAL WITH Y-“ they cutt themself as they saw your shattered figure, your eyes filled with tears as they kept streaming like a river down your face, dripping onto the floor. ‘At least now they were quiet, huh hange?’ they thought, realizing how badly they hurt you. You just started at the floor avoiding eye contact as they breathed out a sigh, fixing their glasses. “I..c-come here love.” They said, their hand gesturing for you to come closer as they walked towards you. Hange sighed as they felt you collapse into their arms, not knowing when the last time they held you like this was. She let you sob, rubbing circles onto your back as she occasionally pressed kisses into your hair, relaxing into you. “I know I haven’t been the best partner, y/n. I’m not a good partner at all. I’m sorry.”

𓏲·˚ ͙ sasha

“I am doneee!!! Donee!! No more arguing i cant hear you!!” Sasha plugged her ears as you continued to pour out everything that was in you. From the late nights out, to the not knowing where she was. It was too much. You’d never get a serious answer, all you’d get is your concerns blown off with a ‘ehh you’re dramatic babe’ it was like she took nothing seriously. Not your emotions. Not your concerns. Not even your relationship. “Sasha fucking stop!” You yelled. “I’m trying to talk to you about something that concerns me and all you do is plug your ears and ignore me!” You cry out. “Do you even care about us at all?!” You say, to be greeted with a nonchalant “oh wow and now you think I don’t care?” Sasha scoffed, hopping off the counter. “You’re frustrating me! Ive already told you I’m having fun I’m safe I’m fine I’m not cheating on you!” They blurted out. “Sash that is not even my concern! Maybe you’d know what it is if you’d actually listen!!” You yelled out. “Oh trust me, I listen.” She bit into her Apple. “I have to listen to your insecurities all the time. And I have to deal with ‘em. I’ve gotta put up with ‘em!” She remarked back, making you even more frustrated. “Then why don’t you do anything about it?! Why don’t you care?!” “Damn it y/n I do!” “Then shut up and listen!” She laughed at your remark, confusing you. “Gosh you really don’t quit do you?” Sasha chuckled, making your blood boil. You had enough, you were so filled with rage and hurt. You felt tears start spurring out your eyes as you yelled and cried and sobbed, catching Sasha off guard. “Y/n?” She looked around, lost. “Hey-uh..” Sasha just starred at you and your broken figure, sobbing and crying. “D-did I really make you that upset..?” She questioned, taking in the state you’re in. “Babe..” they came closer to you as you muttered a “go away..” in between sobs. “Hey no nooo babe.. ah gosh..” Sasha said, trying to comfort you. “Ah..please don’t cry pretty, I’m sorry darlin’..” she hugged you tightly, pressing your figure up agaisnt hers. “I’m gonna do better honey, I promise.”

a/n: I AM SO FUCKING TIRED

[sexlapis]

just thinking abt corporate!reader & her goth!wife mikasa :3

female!reader, short fic, flirty coworkers, fluff, crack, wife!mikasa

wc: idk just read it damn

you were a diligent, serious worker but you’d never be caught working overtime in a place like that. you would never work longer than you had to, you don’t give a fuck about your job, or any company that much. the job wasn’t exactly exciting or difficult, but the salary was absolutely ridiculous for such simple tasks and you just can’t say goodbye to this lifestyle, really. it is easy, stable and comfortable and you really cannot ask for anything else.

you always kept to yourself and minded your own business but, unfortunately for you, the men you worked with were not familiar with such a concept.

when you started you job, your male coworkers found no problem or shame in flirting with you. and now, with the new, simple yet expensive golden wedding band on your finger…they still had no problem flirting with you.

you sit at your desk typing away, when all of a sudden, your coworker, sam, appeared out of nowhere like a bunny in a top hat.

“hey!” he spoke, far too loudly for the environment you were in.

“…hi.”

“how are you?” sam leans on your desk, shifting it in a way which will irk you for the rest of this painful interaction.

you look up at him, mouth streamline and eyes blank. “i’m fine, thank you,” you make a point of not asking how he is before raising your eyebrows and looking at your desk computer, “got work to do.”

“yeah,” he chuckles, biting his lip, “so listen…”

oh no.

“so i’ve been thinking…”

please, stop.

“i think we get along really well and i’m just wondering…”

god, help me.

“…if maybe we could go out sometime,” he finishes, smirking all of his ivory, hyper-perfect, white teeth at you. he stares at you, awaiting your answer.

you sigh. he sees so confident. it was sad.

you fiddle with your watch and begin your awkward rejection, “look i-”

a voice calling out your name is heard as you spin around in your squeaky desk chair and a few feet away, stands your wife, mikasa.

what is she doing here?

next to her is the receptionist, you smiles at you and nods to mikasa before walking away.

mikasa is dressed to the nines, as she always is.

she is decked out in an all-black outfit - her toned arms, decorated with lace sleeves, snug at the top and loosening out as the fabric goes on. a corset adorns her waist, peppered with lace accents and it emphasises the pale expanse of her upper breasts that are on display for everyone to see. her lower half is draped in a long, slightly billowed out skirt and platform boots cover her feet, making her almost tower over everyone.

mikasa walks over to you, unbothered by all the eyes on her. in her hand is a small container, one that you assume carries your lunch. she leans down and kisses you cheek, surely staining your skin with scarlet. you feel heat on your face. you’re pretty sure nobody is working at this point.

“hi ♡.” mikasa greets, a soft smile on her lips.

“hi-mikasa, what are-” you stand up swiftly, looking around your small work area, noticing how your colleagues are simply pretending to work, “what are you doing here? i said i’d meet you outside.”

“you were taking a while. the receptionist noticed and asked who i was waiting for. she let me come up here.”

“yeah, but-”

“but what?”

you huff and glance behind you.

sam, your flirty coworker who cannot take a hint, stands there like a buffoon, mouth agape and just watching you and mikasa interact. mikasa says a small “hello” to him and he responds with a dumb wave.

you roll your eyes. then you notice the food container in mikasa’s hands. she has a new set of nails too. “is that my lunch?”

“yes, that’s why i came here. you forgot it.”

you take it out of her hands, graceful. “thank you, baby…new nails too, i see?”

mikasa blushes, eyes knocking to the side. “mhm. i took your card for that.”

“mikasa!” you frown halfheartedly, “i was looking for that.”

“sorry. but you have seven other cards, so i think you will be okay.”

you hear a snort on your right, and a sharp glare from you shut them up.

mikasa beams at you.

you huff, beginning to walk “lets go to that café across the street.”

“okay!”

mikasa slips her hand into yours. on that very hand, a ring with an onyx diamond beautifies her finger. the ring that you placed there.

you coworker starts to call out, “aren’t you gonna introduce-”

“no!”

*

“you should be nicer to your coworkers.”

“why on earth would i do that?” you groan, disgusted by the suggestion.

the food mikasa made is delicious, and you shove your face with it in bad table manners. you were starving. mikasa doesn’t mind.

it was a sunny thursday afternoon and the streets were quiet, along with the café itself. mikasa nibbles on a small pastry and sips her tea.

“because, they’re your coworkers. and you need to keep your job.”

“ha! they need to keep me. i’m the best worker in that damn place.”

mikasa hums, taking a hold of your hands, causing you to drop you cutlery on the table ungracefully, “but then, who’d be able to pay for my nails?”

“…yeah, you’re right,” you smooth your thumb over her smooth knuckles, kissing the ring on her finger, “who would, huh?”

*

you walk back into your workplace, skip in your step. you whistle a tune all the way to your desk, stopping in your tracks when you realise everyone is silent and looking at you.

“…what?!”

the continuous chatter starts up again and everyone goes back to their tasks, not looking to bother or piss you off today

later on, when you walk through the door to your house and look in the mirror right beside it, you see a multitude of faded, red lip-shaped lipstick stained kissed all over your face.

a/n: i want her to be my wife so bad………

[hotxcheeto]

No way you can tease me by mentioning Mikasa being shy in bed and then break my heart when I realise you haven’t written that

ur so right.... here's a lil something until i write something better ;)

"eyes on me, mika."

the poor girl whimpered, looking at you with sweet eyes that were coated in a light layer of lust. waves of wonder at what you would do next passing by and shining in the moonlight that crept through her curtains.

"so pretty..." you whispered, the sounds of her wetness making her want to cover her face. though, you'd probably only get frustrated, which kept her soft hands on your shoulders and biceps. scratching and clawing at your skin which was sure to burn with irritation later.

but she slipped, one of her palms moving to her lips to cover her sounds as she flushed bright red. not wanting to glance in your direction for the anxious sight of your devouring. tongue moving so perfect over her clit she had no idea whether to cry or beg for more.

at first, you hadn't noticed, or at least she believed you hadn't. hurrying to put it back down and apologize with her puppy dog eyes all the way up until you caught her wrist and your pupils flickered up from her glistening cunt.

"move this hand again, and you won't be able to move tomorrow."

[jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd]

girlfriend mikasa ackerman headcanons

- always resting her head on your shoulder if she’s sitting next to you

- always willing to share everything with you. ex: food, blankets, clothes

- “did you eat today?” typa gal

- will send your food/drink back for you if it’s not what you ordered

- “let me do this for you” “i can do that”

- loves to lay her head on your lap if you’re watching a movie together

- secretly a sucker for romance films

- any time marriage/proposals are mentioned she looks at you (take the hint buddy!!)

- remembers the most minuscule details about you

- very easy to tease

- goes all out for your birthday & anniversaries

- loves to be taken out to a fancy restaurant every one in a while

- is stopping and petting all the stray cats

- her eyes always speak louder than her thoughts

- you’re her safe space <3

[levmada]

//gn!reader

Mikasa's voice gently penetrates your veil of sleep, from a distance at first, coming closer and becoming clear. The image of a dove pops into your mind. Hopefully it's still early enough that morning birds are still chirping.

You murmur into your pillow at the sound of your name beckoned by her voice. Sudden light stabbing your eyes through the lids is less inviting.

“You’ll miss breakfast.”

The mattress by your head dips when she sits. As her long fingers comb through your bedhead, you groan. "Bu you’re all I need...”

Her response is a huff halfway between a sigh and groan. "You're not awake."

“I am."

“If you mean it. I wonder how much you’re willing to bet on that."

“My whole life,” you say confidently. But you’re unsure if that’s entirely a joke on second thought.

“You can’t risk it right now." She sounds satisfied. "Being wrong, you should get up and come with me.”

This half-serious, half-abstract debate is getting hard to follow. With a final huff, you pry open your eyes and shift onto your side, towards her voice. She's the first thing you see, looking unimpressed to be sure, but you smile. In her grey eyes reflects a kernel of fondness at the moment.

“Your bangs are getting so long. Beautiful, but long. I can't see your eyes."

You reach up and card a few straight black strands away from her eyes.

“No, nevermind. You’re always beautiful. I should’ve said that first.”

She’s blushing now, lips pressed into a line. "Don't be annoying."

With surprising strength, she takes your hand and drags you straight up into a sit. You grunt in shock. She pets your hair down with a firm pout.

“Okay okay…” you murmur.

Your lips press to her soft cheek. Just as cold as it is pale. You hum in disapproval.

"I admit... You're warm. It's not snowing... but there's frost on the grass." She touches your hands.

"Mm..." Even more disapproval.

You reach a little ways around her, lift the thin white sheet in its rumpled state, and drape it just halfway on her head, like a shroud.

Or no—more like a veil. The sheet is white after all.

Your eyes soften. Suddenly, vividly, in your imagination the barracks around you warps and shifts into a small clearing within a wildwood, all awash with spring life. Her, standing before you with a subtle but unmistakable fondness like this. The difference is, she'd be so much happier. At least for now, you can keep her warm.

"Is that better?"

Her eyes flutter closed for a moment, nodding as you kiss her temple. "Mm. But you need to get up or you'll miss breakfast."

That day will have to wait.

Mikasa masterlist | main masterlist

[leclercstarrs]

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐇𝐂𝐒 - ( 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐳𝐨𝐞 ! )

synopsis -> hange and nsfw hcs !

warnings -> switch!reader, modern!au, panty stuffing, masturbation, phone sex, fingering, oral, nipple play, vibrator use, sex toys use, strap riding, squirting, ass spanking !

hange is a switch! sometimes they like being treated well, getting their pussy eaten. other times, they like treating you well, eating your pussy.

they’re a lil perv. they love panty stuffing and taking photos of you during sex so they can masturbate while you’re travelling or away from home! consensually, obv.

speaking of masturbating, they’re obsessed with phone sex. when you’re on a work trip, leaving them alone in the house, or when they’re wet in their office, they call you and immediately initiate mutual masturbation.

“fuck, im so wet.” as they rub their clit while sitting in their office chair, the sound of your moans on the other side of the phone, simply adding to their pleasure.

hange also sends videos of them touching their needy pussy, making themselves squirt while moaning your name.

“sss’ all for you.” “you make me so wet.” “i need your fingers.”

they love when you get on your knees as they sit on the edge of the bed, grabbing your head and pushing you closer to their cunt, desperate for you to flick your tongue on their clit at an even faster pace.

yk what else they love? when you ride their strap, your tits bouncing, head lulling back in pure bliss. they grab onto your waist, guiding your hips, slowing moving their hands towards your tits, playing with your sensitive nipples.

hange has a wide collection of toys. they enjoy experimenting and trying out new things.

they’re obsessed with overstimulation! they love fucking you dumb, encouraging you to speak, yet you’re practically unable to as they press a vibrator to your clit.

when they’re feeling more dominant, they like to degrade you, maybe even restrain your arms above your head.

when they’re feeling more submissive, they like being praised, it gets them so wet.

it’s canon that they literally cum just at the sight of you desperately touching yourself.

“you just couldn’t wait for me to come home, hm?” as they lean on the doorframe of your bedroom, licking their lips while your hand is in between your thighs.

fucking adores it when you squirt. they’ll finger you until you gush everywhere, making a mess on the bedsheets.

loves spanking your ass. they usually use it as a punishment after you spent all day teasing them in public, trying to get a reaction out of them. you don’t get that reaction until later that night, of course.

[arlertdarling]

imagine goth!mikasa sitting in your lap, the dark lace of her skirt stark against the pale thighs that bracket your hips. your hands are rested on her knees while hers are at work — one on the side of your face, the other leaning against your cheekbone as she skillfully shapes your eyelid with her signature eyeliner. her black manicured nails are lightly pressing into your skin as she moves with the faintest look of concentration on her face: pursed lips and pinpoint eyes that you catch in the short seconds before she mumbles for you to keep your eyes shut.

she’s so invested in this, you love it — especially when says, “open your eyes for me,” as she leans back and tilts your head to get a better look at you. the way she looks then is so candidly elegant, with her thin eyebrows perched, thoughtful, her dark eyes analysing you and her teeth nibbling on lips coloured in matte black. and you smile at that hum she doesn’t even notice that she does as she says, “close them again,” before continuing.

she takes her time and you enjoy every long second of it. you could probably fall asleep like this: her body on you like a weighted blanket, her gentle movements relaxing in their repetition, the smoothness of her skin as you rub your thumbs over her knees. the moment is small and perfect and loving, yet only the prelude to the best part that lies waiting for you at the end.

“okay, i’m done,” mikasa finally says and you hear her smile before you see it, along with the click of the eyeliner lid and clatter of makeup tools being put back in their places. she sits up to reach for the hand mirror somewhere in the sheets and you sit patiently still in anticipation. when she hands you the mirror, you’re stunned speechless by the reflection that stares back at you.

“wow,” you breathe, turning your head from side to side and admiring mikasa’s handiwork. “you’ve really outdone yourself, mika.” you glance at your girlfriend, who has her eyes shyly averted to her lap and one hand tucking some hair behind a piercing-covered ear.

you set aside the mirror then hook your fingers behind her knees and pull her closer to you. “thank you for making me look so pretty, love,” you say, kissing the tip of her nose.

mikasa smiles. “you’re already pretty, i just made you prettier.”

you giggle at the compliment and the grin of it lingers, curling up your cheeks cattily. “since when are you such a flirt?” you tease.

she frowns in confusion, the blush on her face soft but evident on her fair skin. “i’m not, i’m just telling the truth.”

you capture her in your arms and bury your face in her neck. “you’re so sweet,” you mumble into the layers of silver necklaces on her collarbone. her body relaxes against yours and she leans into your touch. smoky perfume and wisps of raven hair that smell faintly of cherries and petrichor surround you. her careful hands pet your hair and occasionally her nails drag across your nape, the touch featherlight and soothing. you hum in contentment, feeling ever at home in your girlfriend’s embrace.

[4izawas]

— 𝐌𝐎𝐎! ; 𝐦. 𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧.

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: it was for her own good, after all. 

𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: attack on titan. | 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: mikasa ackerman/f!reader | 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: nsfw ; minors dni | 𝐰/𝐜: 1.36k.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: farm au, hybrid au, cow hybrid!mikasa, owner!reader, milking, milking machines, dubcon, forced orgasm, crying, bondage. 

— 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞 !!

squinting into the bright light of the sun, y/n throws up a hand to shield her eyes. the brightness that came with the early morning burned her eyes a little bit more than usual considering she’d just woken up, dressing while still half asleep. she’d only gone from half asleep to drowsy while pulling on her boots, and that had only been about three minutes ago. still, she lived and worked on a hybrid farm, and therefore had a job to do — starting with her prize cow. 

“good morning, mika!” y/n sings softly, walking through the door that led to the cow hybrid’s private room and opening the panel that hid away the milking rig. as the farm’s prize hybrid ( by a lucky purchase at auction by y/n herself ), mikasa had the best place to rest and relax amongst the other hybrids. 

a whine from a pile of blankets is her only response as she pulls open the curtains with one hand while unwinding the milk tubes with the other. she sends a look over her shoulder at the lump buried beneath a pile of blankets, a warm twinkle in her eye; as fond as she was of pieck and historia, who lived on either side of mikasa’s room, mikasa had always been her favorite.

“c’mon sweetheart, it’s time to get on the milking rig,” y/n says gently, striding over and gently shaking what she believed to be mikasa’s shoulder. the cow hybrid pulls away with a groan of annoyance, and y/n sighs before slowly tugging the blankets down, leading mikasa to sit up and rub at her eyes in annoyance. putting her hands down, she blinks pointedly at y/n, who just stands there looking at her with her hands on her hips as the cow hybrid crosses her arms with a pout; y/n raises an eyebrow, almost running out of patience. “mikasa. rig, now.”

“no! i don’t want to!” mikasa snaps, surprising y/n; the cow was generally soft-spoken and sweet, and always more than happy to be milked. Y/N more than any of the rest of the staff, family or not, knew how tender the cow hybrids could get when their plump tits got overfull; the strain left them so sore and achy, which was why she always stayed on top of milking no matter the weather or circumstances. 

“mikasa, you’ve not been in the rig for over twenty four hours now,” y/n says softly, crossing her own arms non-threateningly. “you asked for me to milk you tomorrow yesterday — and now it’s tomorrow. i gave you a break and milked historia extra, now it’s your turn.”

“no!” mikasa yells, tightening the way she held her own crossed arms and glaring at her owner. the thin wrap ( that was really akin to a long red scarf with how it was sewn, and it’s ends dangled behind her from where she’d tied it ) that hid her chest from view at all times aside from when she was being milked tightens with the movement, and small dark spots bloom on the fabric as she begins to leak into the cloth. y/n sighs, her patience thinning as she tries to remain understanding. 

“why? why won’t you let me attach the milking rig?” she asks gently, her soothing voice coaxing the cow hybrid from her nest. mikasa stands while grumbling, her long red skirt ( that was really two long lengths of fabric tied together with good tinted chains, one run of fabric in the front to cover her oussy and another in the back to hide her ass ) pulled to the side for just a second, baring her cunt to y/n. her owner wisely says nothing about it,  and mikasa’s cheeks darken as her arms uncross and she looks down at her hands, playing with her fingers as an obvious embarrassment washes over her. “well?” y/n pushes, and mikasa screws her eyes shut. 

“because — because — they’re s-sensitive!” she yells, tears that show her embarrassment even further glistening in the corners of her eyes. y/n’s eyes widen; she knew that after years of milking some cows grew sensitive, but never this early — mikasa was only twenty six for fuck’s sake, and cows got sensitive at the earliest a decade after this! there was no way she could believe her. 

with a sigh, y/n puts down the rig parts she was holding and strides over to mikasa, who relaxes when she sees nothing in her owner’s hands. she’s so calmed and pleased with what she believes to be a victory that she only notices that y/n’s tying her limbs down when she has both arms and an ankle already bound. “what are — what are you doing?” she asks in a small voice, but y/n just ignores her in favor of tying the other leg down. mikasa doesn’t struggle, having full faith and trust in her owner, but when y/n pulls back and returns to the milking equipment she begins to fruitlessly struggle against her bonds. “n-no — i said no!” she shrieks. “my nipples — they’re too sensitive! i can’t!”

“this is for your own good, mika,” y/n says softly, attaching the hollow suction cups to her areola and then twisting in the tubing that was attached to both the rotor and the collection bucket. she backs off from mikasa’s struggling body, striding over to the trigger that would initiate the machine that would milk her favorite pretty cow hybrid. 

pressing her thumb against the large blue button, her right eye twitches slightly at the shrill shriek mikasa lets out when the suction from the machine begins forcefully drawing milk from her overfilled breasts. the cowgirl struggles wildly against her binds, tears filling her eyes as a thick heat encompasses her tummy. she wants to squeeze her thighs together, but she can’t, and stuttered whines fall from her lips alongside the cries from overstimulation as she clenches around nothing. y/n just leans against the wall and crosses her arms before closing her eyes, obviously able to milk any of her cattle hybrids even while blind. 

mikasa’s cunt pulses and she can feel herself slicking up, and she swallows hard at the realization, falling silent for the first time in a full minute and a half. by ymir — she likes it. she likes it a lot. 

with a strangled whimper the knot that had been building in her tummy alongside the heat tightens more and more before finally being tugged taut, her eyes widening drastically and a scream falling from her lips as she cums hard from nothing but overstimulation to her nipples. the noise immediately catches y/n’s attention and her head snaps up, her own eyes now wide — at least until she realizes that mikasa is not, in fact, in pain, but actually cumming more or less untouched. 

her eyes darken with interest, and she grins before pushing herself off the wall and striding towards where her girl was strung up. pulling her gloves off, she allows her fingers to dance up mikasa’s barely clothed thigh before tracing her slit with her middle finger. pulling her hand away, her fingertip comes away sticky with her release, and y/n can’t keep herself from sticking it in her mouth. her eyes roll back a little and she moans at the taste before pulling her now cum-cleaned but spit-slicked finger from her mouth, running it up mikasa’s waist as the cow hybrid continues coming down from her high. 

“i think we’ve found a new spot to start milking, mika’,” she purrs, relishing the look that filled mikasa’s eyes as she realized just what she meant. she ig ores the way the cow hybrid begins shaking her head ‘no’, instead getting on her knees between the hybrid’s forcefully parted legs, licking her lips in anticipation as she pushes her skirt to the side. her eyes sparkle, blacken with lust, and take on a wicked gleam before she speaks one last time before making the first move. “i think i’ll start by getting the first taste though — what do you think?”

𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 © { 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 } 𝐛𝐲 𝟒𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐒. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭.

[mastertengen]

Mikasa Ackerman x Fem reader x Annie Leonhart

A/n: readers personality will be based off of futaba sakura from persona 5 also probably will be ooc since it's been months since I played persona 5 also this is really lazy LMFAOO

Annie and Mikasa had been planning a special surprise for Y/n for weeks. They wanted to take her on a memorable and exciting date, but there was one small problem—they remembered that Y/n had a fear of public places. They didn't want her to feel uncomfortable or anxious, so they decided to come up with an alternative plan.

On the day of the surprise, Annie and Mikasa arrived at Y/n's house with smiles on their faces. Y/n opened the door, slightly confused but intrigued by their excitement. "Hey guys! What's going on?"

Annie stepped forward, grinning slightly. "We have a surprise for you, Y/n. But first, we need you to trust us and let us handle everything."

Y/n's curiosity piqued, and she nodded hesitantly. "Alright! I trust you both. What's the surprise?"

Mikasa chimed in, her voice gentle and reassuring. "Since we know you're not comfortable with public places, we've planned an indoor date, right here at your house. We'll take care of all the details, and all you have to do is sit back, relax, and enjoy."

Y/n's eyes widened in surprise, her heart warming at their thoughtfulness. "You guys really thought of everything, didn't you?"

Annie smirked. "Of course, we did. We want this to be a memorable day for you."

As Y/n followed Annie and Mikasa inside, she was greeted by a beautifully decorated living room. Soft candlelight flickered, casting a warm glow, and a table was set with delicious food and drinks. It was like stepping into a cozy, intimate haven.

They sat down together, and Mikasa poured some soda into their glasses. "To an unforgettable indoor date," she said, raising her glass.

"For our dear beloved." Annie added, clinking her glass against Mikasa's.

Y/n couldn't help but smile, feeling grateful for the amazing girlfriends she had. They spent the evening sharing stories, laughing, and enjoying each other's company. The room was filled with warmth and joy, creating memories that would last a lifetime.

Annie had brought countless games for everyone to play, It was 12-10 Annie beating Mikasa.

"Thus food is so good, Mika and Annie!" I shove down the delicate meat, The sauce getting on my fingers

"Slow down eating, Y/n.."

Before I could reply to Annie I start choking, My eyes watering as I immediately grab my drink

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As the night came to a close, Mikasa brought out a homemade dessert, a sweet treat that she had spent hours perfecting. Y/n's eyes sparkled with delight as she savored each bite, feeling the sweetness "Yummy! So much delicious food..!"

As they said their goodbyes, Y/n couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the love and thoughtfulness of her girlfriends, She hugged Annie and Mikasa tightly. "Thank you both so much.. This was truly an incredible date! Can you guys stop by tomorrow and play games with me!?"

Annie smirked, her eyes softening. "Anytime, Y/n. We're always here for you, We'll be here tomorrow 12 pm sharp."

Mikasa nodded, her voice filled with sincerity. "Remember, you don't have to face your fears alone. We'll always find a way to make things special for you, This was really fun to do." Mikasa then planted a kiss on my forehead

With that, Y/n bid them farewell, Walking back Inside to finish the delicious meals

A/n: normalize mikaannie + if there's any mistakes ignore it

[mommypieck]

⌗︙・fairy mikasa ⸜⸜・

little fairy mikasa has her eyes on you ever since you stepped your foot into the forest. her eyes would follow you everytime you bathed by the river.

her body is hiding behind a tree again and she bites her lip when she sees your wet breasts. you splash water on yourself, wincing a bit at the cold feeling.

mikasa wants to see you closer and she makes another step forward, accidently stepping on a branch that makes a loud sound.

"who is here?" you yell out, your hands coming to conceal her breasts. you notice a female figure by one of the trees, her eyes are wide and she's been probably watching you the whole time. she's probably more scared of you than you are of her.

"come here." you say, waving at her. she's hesitant but she tiptoes to you. now you finally notice her wings. she's beautiful from head to toe. she looks at you with a curious look. you know she's thinking about something.

you're taken back when she pounces of you. your first instinct is to hit her but her intention is different. she plants kisses to your skin.

"i never tried anything with a human." she says, placing kisses down neck. your eyes never leave her wings, they move with every kiss she gives you. her hands hold your waist tightly, it almost hurts. she presses you against her body, her mouth moving further down.

she grips one of your boobs, looking at it with interest.

"they look the same as mine." her tone is confused, making you chuckle.

"of course they look the same."

her finger flicks your nipple before pinching it, making you giggle. she lowers her head, taking your nipple in her mouth. you moan as she sucks on your nipple as if she was nursing. her wings are now moving faster, the tips of it almost vibrating. her expression is peaceful. you never thought you would have a forest fairy suck on your boobs. she pulls away from your nipple, spit connection it to her mouth. she looks like a deer in headlights as she takes your hand.

"now do the same to me." she says, pulling down her dress to show you her boobs. you laugh at her eagerness but you have something else prepared for her.

"let me take care of you." you tell her, your hand slowly creeping up her leg. you slide under her dress only to find out she's not wearing any panties. you tease her clit with your fingers, making her back lie on the grass. that way it's better. she's already a little soaked but you know that it's probably her first time getting wet. you put pressure on her clit while you probe at her opening. she screams out when the tip of your finger enters her. you push it in and out of her slowly, other finger still massaging her clit.

"i feel weird." she moans, almost humping your finger now. you know she's about to cum. she shakes and trashes around as she cums for the first time. her juices coat your entire hand.

"i- i liked it. be here tomorrow at night."

and with that she spreads her wings and disappears in the forest. you lay there speechless, how are you explain to someone that you fingered a fairy?

[takeomisbitch]

I Feel More Sensitive

Kinktober day 25 Mikasa Ackerman x Fem!Reader

Word Count:667

Tags:NSFW, Modern AU, High sex, Mention of smoking weed, Strapon Fuck, Bottom!Mikasa, Top!reader

Synopsis:Mikasa comes to you with an idea and a bit of weed and one thing leads to another

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Today has been a very slow day, you and Mikasa laying around on the couch watching some random movie on the TV. “Y/N, can we try something?” Looking at Mikasa with a hum, you watch as he fiddles with her thumbs before speaking up, “Can we try having sex while high?” Her eyes never meets yours as you look at her a bright smile on your face thinking about how cute Mikasa would look high and fucked out.

“Yea we can try, I still have weed left over from the last time I smoked with the group.” Getting up from the couch you reach for Mikasa’s hand grabbing it and dragging her to the bedroom, Mikasa plops on the bed with her eyes watching your every move.

Moving towards the dresser you open the one drawer with your grinder, paper, a couple of lighters, and pre rolled weed. Grabbing one of the blunts and a lighter and bringing it towards Mikasa, you light the blunt, taking a hit before passing it to your lovely girlfriend, she hensitaly takes it in between her index finger and thumb; bringing it to her lips Mikasa takes a hit sucking the smoke in then blowing it out, Mikasa lets out a couple of small coughs as it is her third time getting high.

“Oh Mika’” Giggling, you take the blunt from her hand putting it in your mouth as you get her a glass of water, “Here drink this.” handing her the glass of water as you continue to take hits of the blunt, “Can we do it now?” What she means by do it is you fucking her either with your hand or the strapon in your end table draw. “Strap or my hand baby,” kissing her neck as you hand her the blunt, Mikasa takes two more hits before answering you, “The strap please.”

Nodding your head, you take your clothes off before opening the bottom drawer of the end table and put it on waiting for Mikasa to take her clothes off as well. “Hurry Mika’, don’t leave me naked by myself.” Letting a soft laugh leave your mouth as Mikasa puts the blunt down on the end table, stripping herself from her clothes.

You stare at her body then her bloodshot eyes, “Lay down for me,” you whisper to spitting on the strap before you climb on the bed and rub the fake tip against her swollen clit. “Oh god I feel so sensitive,” kissing her neck up to her lips you take the fake cock into your hand then line it with her sopping wet hole and slowly push it in.

A loud whine comes from Mikasa’s mouth, the feeling of the silicone cock hitting her g-spot and her high body has moans and whimpers filling the room. “The drug makes you feel like this baby. Ok?” She shakes her head bringing her hands to your hips and trying to move them against her.

Smirking at her, you start thrust the fake cock up into her hole. Moans coming from Mikasa mouth has your hole clenching around nothing, the blunt still in her hand. “Give it to me Mikasa,” motioning towards the blunt in her hand, Mikasa hands it to you a small whine coming from her as you stop your thrust deep in her hole to grab the blunt and take a hit from it.

“Aw baby you look so cute,” you moan as one of your hands moves to your chest, pinching and rubbing your nipple. Mikasa doesn’t reply as you start to fuck into her cunt again, the silicon thick veiny cock brushing abasing her g-spot.

“Oh fuck Y/N, I’m gon-” a pornographic moan leaves Mikasa mouth as her cunt squeezes the strap and cums all around it, fucking her through her high you continue to smoke has Mikasas eyes flutter.

Pulling out of her you look her up and down before kissing her warm red cheek, “Mine turn now Mika.”

Bella2023

[nightfall-kachiniko]

LOOK AT HERRRR MY BABYYY

SHES SO CUTEEE 😭😭😭😭🫶🫶🫶🫶‼️‼️

[lunaslovelyrambles]

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mikasa was what you would describe as the embodiment of pure beauty. she's strong willed, pretty, and tough as hell. well, she is an ackerman, after all, so of course she was absolutely perfect in every regard.

everyone knew that - you especially knew that.

she wasn't someone you ever thought you'd have the courage to talk to. just looking at her made all words die in your throat. your mouth felt dry as your head went empty. she always had that effect on you.

yet somehow, eren had roped you into the little group him, armin and mikasa had. you were grateful, really. having friends made you feel less nervous about leaving home for the military. and the three of them were good company. eren, despite his tendency to let his anger cloud his thoughts, was fun to be around while armin always managed to make you feel included.

and then there was mikasa.

she'd never really initiate conversation. maybe here or there she'd ask you how your training went, or what your thoughts on the past lesson were. but compared to the other two, she was never overly talkative.

maybe that's what you loved about her so much. despite her not being the most verbal, there were subtle things she did that showed she appreciated your friendship.

mikasa was an early riser. most days you were, some days you weren't. today was one of the latter where you found that sleep couldn't escape you. even as the sun was pouring through the windows, you still found yourself in the comfort of your bed.

by the time you did manage to get going, it was way past time for breakfast in the mess hall. you cursed under your breath as you got dressed. if you didn't manage to eat something before morning drills, the day was going to be hell.

"well look who finally woke up," eren smirked as you entered the mess hall and sat down with him and the others.

"shut up. i barely get any sleep as is, just let me sleep in some days," you rubbed your eyes as your stomach growled, loudly. it only egged eren on further.

"was it worth sleeping in if it meant you got to miss breakfast?" eren teased you yet again. you shot him a glare. he ignored it, thankfully, but mostly because jean had walked by and started to pick on him.

a nudge to your shoulder made you look to your left. mikasa was looking at you with a small loaf of bread in her hand.

"here, take it," she placed the bread into your hands. a confused look crept onto your face.

"i grabbed an extra one for you. when you didn't wake up after sasha dropped her gear, i knew you wouldn't make it to breakfast," she explained. you felt the heat rush to your face at her thoughtfulness.

"oh.. thank you, mikasa," she nodded silently.

you began eating the bread as you tried to calm the flutter that settled into your heart. it was such a small gesture, but it meant so much coming from her. the fact that she thought of you and went out of her way to get food for you.. it was so mikasa. and it made your stupid childish crush on her grow.

you didn't have much time to think on it, however, as jean and eren started exchanging punches across the table. and mikasa being mikasa, quickly got up and broke up the fight.

silently, you watched as she placed herself in front of eren. a subtle angry look was on her face and directed at jean.

"you're lucky mikasa's here. if she wasn't, i'd have given your ass a more thorough beating!" jean scoffed as connie held him back. the fight dispersed soon after as connie dragged jean away. mikasa and eren were left standing in front of your table.

"you don't have to protect me, you know," eren complained as he kicked his chair in. he started to walk out as mikasa followed close behind.

as they walked out, you could see how she berated him. it happened every time that eren acted recklessly like this; she'd always get mad at him for starting some fight.

you knew she wasn't actually mad, just worried for him. you knew because you could see her constantly glancing over at eren as they walked out of the mess hall. there was a glimmer in her eye that she only got when she looked at eren.

as if on cue, eren made some sort of comment that made mikasa blush and hide behind her scarf. it made her eyes light up.

you kept eating your bread, knowing she'd never look at you like that.

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